Anal destruction

The masked man holds nothing back. His cock acts as hammer, and the rectum is the nail. And he really intends to make sure that nail gets hammered in properly.

You want to be a statue. You want to be able to completely disassociate from what’s happening down below, to quietly observe it from above like some relatively uninterested third party. But now that the anal action is so intense, you just can’t.

Because this motherfucker appears to be intent on breaking your butt.

It’s your face that goes first. You can’t help but start breathing heavily. Soon after that, your lips are wobbling, corners of your mouth downturned with very visible lament.

And then you start to wail. No words, just wailing. A high pitched squeal, communicating just how overwhelmed your senses are to the room.

Several men shake their heads in disappointment, but your anal attack is too brutal for you to restrain yourself any longer. You start shaking inside your stone prison, **** to escape, trying in vain to move your body and your poor defenseless asshole away from the shaft that is repeatedly spearing it.

Of course, the brutal butthole bashing continues regardless.

Thanks to your own wailing, it takes you a while to notice that there’s a sound coming from your right. The sound of another woman, sobbing loudly. Just as loudly as you, probably, if not louder, but because your face is embedded within an indented section of stone, most of the noise from her mouth is not reaching your ears.

So she is real, at least. I'm not alone here.

You wonder what other sounds she might have been making that you haven’t been paying attention enough to hear.

Do you still have a chance to win? Unlikely, but you never know.

You feel a strange kinship with this second woman, despite never having seen her face. You’re both in the same boat, after all. You imagine that the man plundering her own asshole is doing it with a similar level of **** and gusto, and is treating her like an object, just like you are being treated.

Now that your asshole has been treated in this way, quickly reaching its limit, you care less about winning, and more about this hardcore anal sex stopping as soon as possible.

And then after that, more than anything, you want someone to let you out of this stone encasement, just to confirm that it’s actually possible, and that you’ve not been sealed in here permanently by some sadistic criminal organization.

The man speeds up even more inside your poor sore asshole, forcing an even higher, piercing scream from your lungs. But hopefully… Hopefully that means he’s reaching his peak…