Not he! 'You've got to have another lesson yet, my beauty, and then I think you will be tamed, and instead of curses will receive me between your thighs with caresses.' I thought he simply intended to fuck me in my cunt again, but you can guess, Rose, from your own experience what was in store for me. The shameless wretch, to get his prick up again, scooped a handful of blood and semen out of my quim, and openly frigged himself with the pasty mess till his cock stood once more. Then he rubbed the same mixture into my bottom. Still I wondered what he was after, and it was not till he actually put his tool between the cheeks that I realised his hideous design.

I was going to be buggered! Horrible thought! I had imagined men only did that to boys or to one another, and I had never thought of such a thing happening to a girl, with a wide and attractive opening in the shape of a cunt to receive a prick in. This time I fainted off, and when a stinging pain roused me once more I could feel at least half his prick up my bottom, and from the twinging of my anus I was sure the remorseless bugger had torn me there, too. I suppose he saw the pain in my face, and was afraid of going too far, for he withdrew till only the head was left in, and then leisurely racked himself off in the contractile hole and got the discharge he wanted. I was too overcome to resist any more. I again begged him faintly to untie me, promising to let him do as he liked so long as he didn't put it in my bottom again.

'Ah,' he chuckled, and I could have killed him where he stood, 'I thought that would bring the bitch to her senses. Nothing like a solid prick up a girl's arse to reduce her to subjection.' He released me and began to caress me, sucking my bubbies and bestowing such endearments on me that if he had proceeded like that at first, my thighs would probably have opened to him of their own accord. As it was I could not appreciate them, and when he stretched himself on me to fuck me again I implored him to be satisfied and let me off.