Daughter degraded

CHAPTER NINE

Rhoda was half-dazed while Brad moved her around. First the big stud carried her to where a wooden ladder lay propped against the stairs. Finding several pieces of half-inch line, Brad examined them carefully, seeing if they would do.

"And when I'm through with you, you won't be able to piss for a week," he repeated, dragging a large wooden table up to Rhoda.

He laid her across the table, her feet barely touching the cold concrete basement floor. The woman shivered, the dampness chilling her flesh.

She felt his hands on her right leg, felt ropes being wrapped around her ankle. In a moment the woman felt him pulling her leg out, stretching it until it was perpendicular to her body. Rhonda groaned, stretching out her hands and holding onto the opposite end of the table for balance.

Brad had tied a square knot around her ankle and was now tying a figure eight that was to hold her ankle to one of the rungs of the ladder. The tension from that awkward position of her leg nearly split her body in two. She could feel her cuntlips puffing apart, exposing more of her dark red moist cuntmeat. She bent her left knee a little, her foot sliding on the floor while her tits hung down and slapped against one another.

"Wh-why are you doing this to me?" Rhoda wailed.

Her fingers clawed at the table. She was close to letting go of the table. If the happened, Rhoda would pitch forward, her body twisted, and she would probably break her leg.

"Because I enjoy it," Brad answered simply.

He took another piece of half-inch line and wrapped it around her wrists, using a longer piece of rope to fasten her bound hands to one of the table legs.

She heard the sound of leather sliding against material. Peering over her shoulder, Rhoda saw him holding the belt by the buckled end. She shivered, widening her eyes, begging him not to hurt her.

"Oh please, please, you've been so good to me, you haven't done anything like this before. Don't…"

Her words were cut off by the hissing of the leather belt cutting through the air. Rhoda jerked her head around, stared wide-eyed at the wall and braced herself for the cutting sensation of the belt.

It came, numbing all thought in her brain. There was the force of the blow, followed quickly by the sharp hot pain radiating to all parts of her body. She yelped, pitching forward, banging into the table. Twice she tried jerking her leg off the ladder. But the ropes held firm.

"Yayyghhh!"

Again and again the belt slashed through the air, the leather forming criss-crossed red marks on her jiggling ass.

Then the belting stopped. She sank against the table, her left knee hitting one of the table legs. Her long blonde hair curtained her face. Then she felt something, something she would never forget all her life. Brad was jamming his fingers against her asshole. He was pushing in, driving up into her.

"No!"

It was obscene, unspeakable what he was doing! Rhoda clawed the table, her arms knotting with muscles Rhoda didn't know she had. Her knees and tits shivered. A strange fire started in the rim of her asshole as he moved the finger in and out. Her hips went back, offering more of her ass to him. It was incredible, but it was true! That belting, that leather beating against her flesh had started a fire in her cunt that now spread up to her butt!

The muscles in her left leg cramped, nearly sending her pitching to the floor. Brad yanked his fingers out of her asshole. Rhoda felt as if her guts were ripped out with them. What was happening to her?

"Nice ass, nice…"

He was bending down, opening his mouth, touching her ass with his tongue. Rhoda shivered again. He was doing exactly what he told her over the phone – eat out her ass, touch her with his tongue. He was sucking around the gray/pink flesh of her shitter now, prying her stretched asscheeks apart with his hands.

"Ummmmmmm…"

A hot thrill made her clit quiver like a struck tuning fork when Brad stiffened his tongue and shoved it up her shitter.

Then he was standing up, grabbing her hips.

Rhoda arched her back slightly, feeling his dick move, up, up her thighs, up toward her shitter now wet with his spit.

"Now!"

With a sudden, piercing pain his cockhead found her. Rhoda yelled, her scream bouncing off the concrete walls. She felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her asshole. Her tits jiggled, slapping together while sweat broke out on her forehead and trickled down from under her arms. Her face was a mask of concentrated agony as the fat head wormed its way in, stretching her shitter lips.

"Unnnnnhghhoooo!" Rhoda screamed louder.

The tight ring of her shitter was being driven up into her belly. She clawed at the table again, splinters driving into her fingertips as the muscles in her ass and the backs of her legs cramped from the hard, brutal fucking.

"Ohhhhh yeah, nice and tight," Brad sighed, slipping his dick back a little, then shoving it forward.

Rhoda curled her spine, her head snapping from side to side. The muscles around her asshole felt as if they were tearing. And, yet, at the same time Rhoda's cunt almost cried out to feel that cockhead ravaging her ass now. She wanted to feel that hard intrusion inside her cunt, not her asshole!

"Unnghh… ooooohhh!"

Rhoda felt the obscene slickness of his cock as it entered her ass. The end of his dick felt slippery, it seemed to be reaching farther and farther in her shitter. The blonde woman eased the tight grip of her ass on the head.

"Gettin' into it, huh? Yeah, I told you you'd dig it," he gasped.

"No, no, never!"

She was lying. The pain was there, the fear was there. But still she couldn't help it when her ass moved back, when she squirmed, rubbing her body against the hairy belly behind her. She was turning onto this, enjoying the awkward position he had tied her in, enjoying this bizarre sex scene.

"Unghhh."

Rhoda moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow invasion of Brad's hard cock in her ass hurt her. Oh, once more she thought that if she could show him how well her cunt could wrap around his cock maybe he'd slip his dick into her pussy. Surely he couldn't have forgotten how good it was to fuck her!

"No!"

That dick was splitting her wide open. Rhoda felt the pain of his ass-fucking reaching higher and higher in her ass, spreading to all parts of her body. That wide head seemed to go on forever. Rhoda twisted and clawed, hot tears rolling freely down her cheeks. Her legs hurt terribly, the ropes cutting into her ankles. Now both hands covered her tits. The fingers pinching the stiff red nipples so hard as he twisted them.

"Oh yeah, yeah, move it! Move it real good like that," he hissed.

Rhoda felt a sudden casing of pressure in her ass. The big greasy head had finally slipped past the tight ring at the mouth of her shitter. Rhoda managed to straighten her left leg, just starting to take some of the agonizing strain from her limbs.

It was too soon. Brad had started to pull his cock back out. Her legs and arms spasmed, nearly sending her pitching to the floor. The reversed tugging was like a giant vacuum sucking at her ass. There was a vulgar outward stretching of her asshole that shot wild sensations of lust up and down her spine.

Rhoda bit her lip. She couldn't even sob now, not with that fat bar of dickmeat rubbing back and forth in her asshole. She shoved her ass toward him, looking for some relief from the sucking in her shit-chute.

"Yeah, yeah, move it, move it!" Brad cried, sliding one hand away from her hanging, jiggling tits and slapping her ass hard.

The woman cried out again, feeling completely torn. Her round, firm asscheeks flexed against his flat belly, looking for more of that wild fullness threatening to split her ass wide open!

"Oh no, no, take it out! Ohhhhh, you're going to kill me with that horrible thing!"

Of course Rhoda didn't want him to slide his dick out of her ass. It was a wonderful, wild, stretched feeling that was making her pussy throb like a festering wound. She didn't care if he fucked her in the cunt. It would be nice if someone were to take care of her pussy as well as her ass. But this, this wild, wonderful sensation was worth the strange, empty feeling in her snatch.

The sliding of his cock as it moved deeper in her shitter sent shivery hot thrills through her ass. Rhoda felt her bowels filling with the big man's dick. It was like a steady, growing load of ironhard heat in her ass. She thought his cock would have to stop. Surely there couldn't be as much in there as she felt.

Then the woman remembered the previous night, that wonderful fucking when he drove her mad with his dick. Yes, eight or nine inches of cockmeat sliding in and out of her cunt. And now he was going to stuff all of it into her ass, shove those thick throbbing inches of hard dickmeat up her ass!

Rhoda cried out, clawing at the table once more. No, it couldn't be done! He'd tear something, hurt her, kill her with that cunt-splitter!

But still his cock kept entering her. Rhoda's rectal nerves were sensitive to the fucking in her ass. She imagined the thick bar of cockmeat in her ass growing and growing until it was the size of a cannon. The big man's dick felt as if it were some spear impaling her.

"Please, oh please!"

She was begging him to stop, pleading with him to ease up. But her pleas only excited Brad more.

Then Brad started to withdraw. Rhoda sighed. For a while the blonde thought he must have pulled a foot of dickmeat from her ass. The nerves in her shitter were protesting all the way.

And then he started forward again. Rhoda pitched forward, arching her back. The strange fullness inside her bowels was starting to excite her all over again. It wasn't quite like the heat that rose in her cunt when she was milking her pussy muscles around a dick. It was a sensation all its own.

"Awwwwwwwkk!"

Brad's dick went deeper, past where the last stroke had stopped. Rhoda inhaled sharply, her moans becoming louder, longer, deeper. The head of Brad's dick went up and up, making Rhoda feel as if her entire body were being pierced by his fat cock.

"Oh yeahhhh…" he sighed.

Brad was fully into her now, his dick root pressing hard up against the stretched ring of her asshole. She could feel his fat balls rubbing up against her buttocks, feel his crotch moving up and down against her snatch. He was leaning over her, covering her like a carpet.

"Ummmmmm…"

Then he was sliding out once more. Rhoda thought the lewd suction in her asshole would drive her crazy. The tempo of his ass-ripping dick increased. Rhoda tried squeezing her shitter tight around him, trying to drag out more sensations from him. The woman didn't care bow much it hurt her now. She just wanted his dick to drive into her until the spinning ball of heat in her belly exploded!

"Go on, baby, move that ass! Come on, move it! Move it good and fast!" Brad panted.

He was slapping her again, beating her ass until the jiggling white cheeks were red with finger marks. She wanted to feel the sharp hot sting of those slaps, feel his fingers slapping her globes as his cock chugged through her bowels.

He was sliding back again, her insides trying to follow his dick out. Brad was shoving back and forth, gradually speeding up his cockstrokes until Rhoda thought the tissues of her ass would catch on fire. The hot friction in her ass was maddening.

As the ramming length and speed of his strokes grew, Rhoda could feel the drag of her cuntlips milking more juice from her hole. Heat made her clit tremble, vibrate wildly. The hot, cunty feeling built up quickly, becoming as important as the jabbing meaty piston in her asshole.

"Unnghh! Unnghh! Unnghh!"

Rhoda grunted each time his dick drove into her shitter. All the pain and pleasure in her body was focused on her asshole. The stretched ring seemed to draw all energy from her body. Rhoda was panting, her mind quickly bleaching out. She knew she was being fucked hard and fast, fucked by one of the strongest, thickest, longest dicks in the world. And she didn't care what happened in her ass. The thrills racing through her body made her think only of cumming, of climaxing, while Brad kept on fucking her that way.

"Ughhh!"

The rigid bar of cockmeat seemed to slow a bit. Then with a sweaty slap of his flat belly on her asscheeks Rhoda felt him go at her again. For a while Rhoda was sure he was going to hurt her, really hurt her with the way he was fucking her. Surely his pounding, his fat dick stretching her like that would tear something, send her to the hospital.

But nothing of the sort happened. Instead she was wiggling her ass like a crazy woman, wanting it all to happen at once. The pain in her tits, the juicy sliding of her cuntlips, the tearing thrusts in her ass, all combined to drive her crazy.

Brad grunted behind her. His cock pulled out, sucking her guts down. Only the head of his dick stayed in her asshole. Rhoda felt the flaring lobes of his cockhead pull at her asshole lips. She was hunching her ass back and forth now in fast, fluttering strokes.

"Yes, oh yes! Yes, yessss!"

Rhoda hunched her ass back and forth in fast, fluttering strokes. With a heavy grunt Brad rammed his cock deep into her ass. Rhoda felt her lining stretching to the tearing point. Had it torn already? No, she didn't think so. But now, his dick hit her like a freight train. She screamed, feeling a cataclysm of fire explode in her ass. He was cumming, shooting his wad up her shitter!

"Nooooooooo!"

The thick, spurting masses of the big man's spunk burned the lining of her asshole like burning gasoline. Rhoda felt her cunt snapping shut. Her ass grabbed at his cock. She convulsed, her body swaying dangerously back and forth. Once more she thought she was going to slip down to the floor, her right leg bending as much as it could, the rope still holding her ankle fast to the ladder rung.

Her tits mashed under his hands. Her face went slack, reflecting the conflicting emotions doting in her brain. All the woman could feel was the cum spewing prick up her ass and the earth-shattering power of her on cum. Rhoda was cumming, feeling her cunt exploding. The lightning-like jolts of sexual heat in her cunt amplified the sensations in her ass.

"No, oh noooo!"

That moment came, driving her wild, making the woman think the world had crashed into her cunt. She wailed and screamed, especially when Brad reached down and stuck his right fore finger into her pussy. She felt her cuntal muscles snap shut on that wild invader, felt them tugging hard at his finger, nearly pulling it out of joint. She was wildly happy now. Her pussy was convulsing, snapping shut, opening, then closing hard again on that wriggling finger. And all the while jizz was dribbling out of her asshole, oozing down her buttocks.

Slowly the two of them came down from their mutual climax. Brad pulled back, slipping the wide flare of his dickhead out. Rhoda ground her teeth, feeling her cunt and asshole flutter. She felt so empty when he withdrew his softening dick!

"Wasn't all that bad, now, was it?" Brad muttered, smoothing his fingers over her body.

"Please, let me down. Please…"

"Should leave you like this all night. I probably could get it up again in about a half hour or so and fuck you silly."

The thought of being tied up like this for a while, of having him fuck her again in this obscene position sent a flutter of excitement through her cunt. No, she had her daughter to think of. She had surrendered enough to her lusts. Now there was Cindy to think of. Yes, she'd go out and search for her!

"Please!"

Brad sighed and reached out, untying the rope binding her right leg to the upper portion of the ladder. Rhoda sighed, bending her knee, feeling the blood rush back into her flesh with a hot, tingly feeling. Soon she was untied, resting against the table. Brad was still rubbing his crotch against her ass.

"You and I are one of a kind, Rhoda. I knew that from the beginning. You dig this kind of thing, and I like giving it. We're gonna have some good times together later on, whether you realize it or not."

No, no, I won't! she said to herself, clenching her fingers into fists. Cindy. She had to think of Cindy, not of her ass, not of her cunt, not of the feeling that she had just told the biggest lie ever to herself!