There was a moment of relaxation, and then Ed shoved down hard and firmly.

It was as if someone had driven a spear into her belly! Brilliant lights exploded in her head while a jagged knife of pain stabbed into her brain. Her legs trembled while her ass pranced wildly over the jagged splintery workbench. Never had she experienced something so agonizing in her life. Her very soul was seared by the stabbing pain.

And Ed still kept his fingers in there, twisting them around and around, making her sob through that awful gag.

"Uhhhh… man, she was tight… still is. She'd probably snap off our pricks right now. But… uhh… but gonna leave my fingers in for a while 'til her cunt loosens up."

Anna sagged against the bench, feeling so violated, so soiled by these two men! Her mother had told her only a husband should go this far. With that idea Anna had fantasized about some man, some shadowy figure, who would sweep her off her feet and carry her away to some hidden spot where they would consummate their passion.

But reality had stepped in – Ed and Brad Rudd, strapping her down, violating her, raping her in this terrible way!

CHAPTER THREE

"Take it out… uhhhhh… oh God, take it out!"

Tears streamed from her eyes as Anna felt those horrible fingers twisting around inside her tightening cunt. The gag had slipped, falling to one side of her mouth as she cried out to the men tormenting her.

"You dig it, bitch. You like havin' your cunt reamed out this way. I can feel you, baby, can feel your cunt milkin' at it!"

"No, no," she sobbed, closing her eyes and shaking her head from one side to the other.

But it was true! Lashed to the workbench, Anna began to notice strange changes in her body.