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He nudged my knees apart as far as the pants allowed and slid a hand along my crotch. "You're wet," he said, rubbing the crotch panel. His touch felt like an electric current applied to my clit. I didn't say a thing. What could I say? He was right my cunt was dripping juices. He slowly pulled my panties down, baring my ass. He ran his rough pants across the smooth flesh of my backside. I shivered and wiggled my ass for him. I couldn't help it. I hoped he would get to it right away. I needed it so badly I could barely stand still. I wanted to jam my fingers inside myself and give myself some relief. "Come here, Tara." The little bitch hopped up and joined him behind me. "Feel her slit," he said," she's dripping." "Ewww, no! I don't think so," like it disgusted her. Like the little whore didn't spend her time with her fingers jammed in her own slit. I could tell he let her take in what would be his hard expression, let her remember he just brutally raped and stabbed a woman. I could feel her sudden nervousness at his unpredictability. I felt her finger part my swollen pussy lips. It felt so fucking good. "Ooooohhhh," she breathed, "she's sopping." I guess he made his point. "Sit." She sat next to me again. I waited for it. When "the sound" came, the whisper of his belt being drawn through the loops, I started to squirm. I couldn't wait for the first sharp blow that would bring the fire to my tender flesh. I couldn't wait for the pain to take me up to that level where the nerves are raw and the tiniest bit of friction would send me into orgasmic heaven. If he thought I was wet now, just wait, I thought. I wiggled my ass, I couldn't stand still and longer. The tradition was in place. He would beat me and fuck me and I would be in heaven. If only the cunt wasn't here to see it. CRACK! The blow landed across my right butt cheek and the searing pain brought my head up off the couch. My hard nipples throbbed. CRACK! CRACK! "Put your fucking head down!" CRACK! CRACK! The fire spread across my ass and the backs of my thighs. CRACK! CRACK! A wave of orgasm gripped me and I couldn't help myself. I started begging him to fuck me. "Please Robert! Give me your cock! Please!" CRACK! CRACK! "Oh yes, please Robert, please put it in me!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "It hurts! It hurts! OUCH! Please baby, please!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! I let my hips fall to the arm of the couch trying to get some friction on my clit, to bring the big orgasm, the one that would release me. "Get your ass in the air!" I could only babble now as he blistered my skin with vicious blows. Babbled senselessly about him ramming it inside my hot hole, about him fucking me until I died, about being his fuck whore. "You're killing her!" CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! He tossed the belt onto my face, which was pressed hard against the inside of the arm of the couch. I smelled the leather. Now it would come, now he would open his pants and haul out his big cock and impale me with it. Now he would send me to heaven with a hard fucking while my ass felt as if a hot lead had been poured on it. Instead, deviating from the script, cheating me horribly, betraying me completely he sat next to the bitch on the couch. "Keep your fucking head down, Molly." I couldn't see what was happening but I could hear it. He was kissing her. They began kissing and feeling each other on the couch. He made sure I knew that, too. "Feel my cock," he would say. "Mmmmm," she would answer. "You got great tits." And so on. They adjusted their positions and I heard clothes coming off. There I stood, bent over, my ass red and stinging, pussy juices running down my inner thighs while they stripped on the couch next to me. He pushed her thighs open. Her bent leg rested against the back of my head, his idea no doubt, and the weight of her leg on my head increased as he changed position on the couch. He entered her. In a way, I felt it slide in. "OOOOHHHHH!" She cooed, "God that feels good!" I cried harder.

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