Greg's mouth burst with a cruel laugh around her tit. He then lifted his ass slightly and fucked back in, knocking the wind out of her. Before she could even cry out in anguish, she repeated the motion.

"Take it, you little slut!" Greg yelled. "And every time you hurt I want you to think of how you put me in the pen."

Debby wished she could pass out, die, anything! Her mind and body, however, were electrified and every muscle was tensed. And even when she squinted her eyes closed, she couldn't block out the horror. The thought of him fucking his horrible prick up her ass burned in her brain like a branding iron.

"Ahhhhh, I love tight holes like this," Greg said, rocking his body back and forth as he fucked her. "I just hope I don't wear it out too soon."

"Oh, God, just hurry," Debby begged, wondering if she would ever shit right again. "Please, it's killing me."

"Now why should I hurry, bitch?" Greg said, chewing greedily at her tits. "Hell, when I'm finished, I'm gonna let my buddies get a piece of the action. Ol' Todd in there is an ass freak from way back."

Then it was true, Debby realized with growing horror. He really planned on keeping her here the entire weekend. And not only was he going to rape her, but he was going to hand her over to those animals in the living room.

"God, please!" she wailed, every muscle in her body tightening until she thought they would snap.

"You'd better relax a little, sweetheart," Greg said, feeling her ass constrict, almost cutting off the circulation in his cock. "You don't and I just might rip you open like a fucking [missing text]."