He knew Elizabeth was feisty and clever. She would come up with a scheme to escape.

 

"As soon as we are downstairs, you will run to that mother of yours, screaming about how your husband is an animal and you want to go home." He laughed into Elizabeth's frightened face.

 

"However, I have something here to persuade you not to." He said.

 

He took out a thick carrot and Elizabeth felt herself cringing in new fear. It was nearly as big as Mr. Darcy's real penis. Elizabeth bursts into fresh tears. Sarah pulled her panties aside. She moved her fingers in search for the virgin entrance to Elizabeth's pussy. Elizabeth screamed and shouted at her husband, but it did not do any good. He held her while his friend slid her finger around the tight entrance to Elizabeth's vagina.

 

"She is bone dry," said Sarah.

 

"Give her a chance. She will get wet soon," said Mr. Darcy.

 

Sarah laughed and her finger pushed inside the tight vagina. Elizabeth struggled as Sarah shoved hard and forced her way in. The pain surged from the walls of her virgin pussy. It was not as bad as the pain of the whip, but the humiliation more than made up for it. Elizabeth felt Sarah force her finger in until she came up against the tight skin of Elizabeth's virginity.

 

"She is a virgin for sure," said Sarah.

 

Elizabeth knew she was going to be sick. He was threatening to push that terrible carrot into her ass? The man was utterly crazy. Why did she agree to marry him? Why could she not see the danger signs?

 

"Yes," said Mr. Darcy.