LIKE THE TICK, TOCK OF A GRANDFATHER CLOCK, ZELDA PUMPED THE SLUT'S ANUS.
Shirley rocked back and forth on her belly. Each shunt caused the slut to take a deep breath. And with each breath, she inhaled more of the poppers.
She found herself drowning, and at first sinking before floating up again.
She had become weightless. Only slightly aware of the rhythmic shunting of the great dong as it pushed at her intestines.
Stomach bile ran from the sluts mouth as its gut was compressed and its head swam in circles. Then............
..................................................All went blank.
It was first aware of being in under the shower. It was propped in the corner with hot water washing over its beaten flesh. A steady stream of blood ran from between its legs. It new it came from the torn walls of its love cave.
Zelda stood over it. She didn't seemed so concerned as she was just careful.
She had continued with the rape for at least twenty minutes after the slut had passed out.
Once she had finished fucking what seemed like a corps. She released the slut's restraints and dragged it over the floor like a sack of potatoes and propped it up against the wall.
Cold water, then hot. This repeated for a while, brought it back to something like consciousness. It had the mother of all hangovers.
"Pull your self together! You piece of fuck flesh" Zelda appearing to be totally without sympathy.
"Don't you dare pass out on me when I'm fucking you !"
She slapped the sluts face.
"Sorry Mistress " it mumbled.
"Get dressed ! You've got the doctor coming round to check your filthy whore's body for s.t.ds. in an hour ! You'd better was your cunt out too.
He wont want blood over his hands when he checks your prostrate !"
T.B.C.
