proud and unapproachable bitch like you, you can go on the meanness, well, and the fact that you are the wife of Andrew, on the contrary, makes you a more attractive goal. And now enough talk, kick back, kick out your ass, and spread your bread wider, one hell, I fucked you there today, whether you want to or not. So relax, otherwise it will be more painful. And so that it doesn’t hurt you much, I’ll smear you with cream, so be it - I don’t want to tear your ass, because after that you’ll have to heal it for a long time, and I want to fuck you every day!

In Lena's still dull head, a picture of how Arthur weaned her every day floated vividly, she felt sick of this, and her head began to spin. The fat man who had appeared with a tube of some cream, had just fucked her, gently patted her bum, opened it and generously smeared it with an orderly designed, red and swollen anus. Having entered there three fingers at once, he began to massage her inside, gradually adding one finger to another until, to her dismay, his whole brush did not fit in it.

- All right, bitch, you're ready, relax your ass!

Lena closed her eyes in fear, covered with fear in cold sweat. Freezing, she felt that this huge prick began to push the walls of the anus and squeeze forward millimeter by millimeter. It was terribly painful, but Lena suffered, and he inexorably penetrated farther, and the taut walls of the tender anus, giving in to the pressure and the monstrous pressure of the living hose, let him pass until Arthur's fat stomach hit the back of Lena. Thank God that he was prevented by his fat belly, otherwise he would have tore me apart, Lena thought with relief. Consolation was weak, as the monster stuck in it, tore it with such pain that she bit her pillow with her teeth so as not to scream. Arthur dragged himself, frozen in her, and letting her get used to his size, he grabbed her resilient heavy breasts with his hands.

Roughly rolling them in his hands and pulling and hurting her nipples with pain, he began to cover her back and neck with aspirations, leaving large bruises everywhere. These rude caresses distracted her a little from the unbearable pain in the ass, and she even in her mind thanked him for it. However, Arthur soon began to move in her, not letting her breasts out of his paws, which was also already bruised. Lena thought that she would die from the acute pain piercing her from the bottom up, like strong discharges of current, but her anal muscles were also endured, although a little more, and Lena felt that she would burst like a soap bubble.

As time went on, Lena's priest gradually assumed the size of Arthur's club, the pain somehow passed unnoticed, giving way to the pleasure of already furiously ramming her ass drin, and the rough caress of her breasts played a role along with the aphrodisiac action. Lena, in a perverted and muddied mind, dissolved into the unreality of what was happening, completely surrendering herself to the hands of her rapist. Arthur, inflamed by the acute enjoyment of owning such a desirable and forbidden fruit, which Lena had been up to that day, rammed her poor ass with all her might, which, with powerful frictions back and forth, made squishing and improperly gurgling sounds. In order to make sure that it was a reality, and not a dream, from time to time he beat hard and backhand on her buttocks and pinched them with all his might.

Lena responded to his rudeness, squealing from pain, horror, excitement and sharp pleasure, and he entered into a rage, began to alternate his pushes in the ass and vagina. Finally, Lena felt that her rapist would end soon. So it happened, and after a few seconds he filled her womb with his sperm. As soon as his hot sperm hit the uterus with a tight stream, she reeled, and fell on the bed, ending and moaning from acute pleasure. But having lost all her strength, she froze with her ass sticking out. After standing a little longer, he fired the last stream of her ass.Coming out of a defeated and tamed female, he admired her ruined and gaping anus with a dark hole, bright red at the edges, and trembling and spitting out his sperm that was running down her thighs. Supporting her bottom by the stomach, he wiped his dick on her buttocks and let her go. Lena, having lost her footing, collapsed backwards with her legs widely spread apart and her protruding ass.

Arthur always urinated after sex, as one comrade taught him, explaining that in this way he was more immune from any sexually transmitted diseases. So he did now, thinking that if Lena had fucked with Igor, who fucked all the skirts that he could, then she could get anything from him. He thought that he would force Lena to become his mistress, it was too painful for him to look at it externally, and now, having tried her all, he firmly decided not to miss such a chance at any cost. And for this, he reduces it to a venereologist to check for purity and the absence of any infection. But this he will tell her later, after he fucks with her ad lib.

Returning from the toilet, he found her in the position in which he left - lying on his stomach, with a slightly raised and protruding ass and an open-to-look crotch. From both of her holes, which he smashed and pumped, his sperm plentifully oozed, and she herself was in a trance and did not move. After patting her white priest, on which bruises from his indefatigable and coarse caress were already clearly visible, he told her to go and wash. She stirred, and looking askance at him from under her brows, asked:

- Everything played out, am I free?

- No, my dear, I did not have a woman for a fortnight, so today I will fuck you, do not rush, I just got a taste. Consider that you are now in my service as a permanent whore.

- What are you, ohrenel at all ?! - screamed indignant Lena.

- Take it easy! Roughly speaking, the official whore Andrew, who feeds and feeds you for your services, dresses and walks, just uvas has a stamp in the passport that legitimizes his rights to you, but we will not have this stamp. But to feed, water, dress, I will be better, and you will receive a salary respectable for your work.

- Do you think that you can buy everything for money, including me, while being so meanly humiliating?

- Of course, isn't that right?

- No, this will not work with me!

“Look,” he took a box from the drawer and handed it to her, “this is your reward for today.”

- What is it? - With ostentatious indifference she asked.

- Phone. The latest model of Samsung.

A light of joy appeared in Lena's eyes, but he quickly went out.

- I do not need your handouts. Take back.

- And this is your monthly subscription to the spa salon for all the procedures, - he put a laminated card in front of her. “And this is a Sberbank bank card with a limit of 100,000 rubles,” a MasterCard card appeared in front of it. - If you show diligence and diligence, you get generous bonuses, everything depends on you - this is for you as payment during the trial period within a month. If you arrange me and do not disappoint, you have great prospects - you will ride with me like cheese in butter.

Lena was shocked by the cynical proposal that fell on her, but it was so generously flavored with financial benefits that it drowned out her moral principles. However, she overcame herself, got up, and with a challenge looking straight into his eyes, said:

- Probably, few of the women would have refused this, but I am not a living commodity, get away from me.

She went into the bathroom, hardly moving her legs wide apart because of the powerfully broken-down vagina and priests. With a grin, holding the beautiful Lena's figure in his nudity, he thought a little, opened the safe and took out a thick heavy gold bracelet with five emeralds. When she returned, and without looking at him wearing a bodice, he went up to her, and taking her hand, put on this bracelet, which he pleasantly pressed with his weight.

- This is a gift to you, dear, compensation for your humiliation, you deserve it. I really like you, I'm sorry if I was rude to you, but I have such a character. I hope you get used to it, but I will try to be gentle with you, but I sometimes have flashes of anger and rage, forgive me for that.

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