"No!" she gasped, her beautiful face going white as Pete's massive cock-head pushed against the tight outer ring of muscles that protected her tiny shitter. "Anything, Pete, anything but that!"

"Fuck you," Pete said, dribbling spit onto one hand and rubbing it all over his massive prick. "Fuck you right up the ass. And if you keep fighting it, I'm just going to tear you up real bad."

Lynda couldn't stop fighting him. The muscles that ringed her asshole locked tighter than they ever had before, trying desperately to block the passage of Pete's cock inside her. The strain of holding his cock out made her break into a clammy sweat. It caused her to shiver uncontrollably. It felt as though she was freezing and burning up at the same time.

Men grabbed her full, creamy asscheeks, spreading them wide apart. Other men grabbed her around her waist, by her shoulders and tits and arms and legs. They held her completely still as Pete wedged the tip of his cock-head into her tiny asshole.

"Please!" Lynda sobbed in a tiny, broken voice. The outer ring of muscle that protected her shitter was tiring. She knew it was going to give way soon. "Please, not this, not this! Hurts so bad!"

The head of Pete's cock slipped into her asshole.

There was a loud pop. Lynda felt her muscles relax, then draw tight again as they stretched as wide as they could. Pete leaned in harder and the muscles tore. Then Pete's massive cock-head was inside her, filling her until she felt the need to shit as she never had before. Lynda couldn't draw a breath with the massive ball of flesh buried inside her asshole. She jerked and bucked around even under the restraining hands of a dozen strong men. The pain tore her and burned her at the same time, until it felt as though she was being stabbed by a blazing sword.