Further humiliation

Lisa lay curled up on her side shaking uncontrollably. When she dared open her eyes all she could see was the rough stone brick she was pressed up against, her vision cloudy, so she opted to keep them closed.

She could hear the brute moving about behind her, wheezing and grunting as he recovered from his climax. She jolted slightly at the sound of his piss hitting the slop bucket, the foul stench that permeated the air soon after causing her to gag. Lisa did her best to remain silent, hoping against hope that her cell mate might forget about her, supressing her desire not just to sob but to burst into full blown wailing at the horror of her plight. Her insides were on fire despite the wet, slippery sensation of her assailant's cum steadily oozing from her. The broken flesh at her opening was pulsing hot and stinging, she knew she was bleeding, and as her brutalised tunnel contracted around nothing, opening and closing like a hungry mouth, the realisation of her utter deflowering began to sink in.

She would never be the same, Lisa realised. Her staunch intent to remain chaste until she married the man she loved had been ripped from her. Her sense of self, her plans for the future shattered.

Lisa was dragged from her thoughts by the sound of the brute approaching once more, a flustered whimper escaping her lips at the realisation. He chuckled as he gripped her legs and began to tear off her boots, then pull away her pants and underwear bunched around her ankles. Lisa screamed then begged and pleaded for him to stop, kicking out at him weakly but her efforts were futile. He was too big. Too strong, and she was weak, already broken.

The brute then gripped the bottom of Lisa's shirt in both hands and in one quick motion, tore the garment in half. He made similarly short work of her underclothes and as he dragged Lisa up off the bench he proceeded to pull the tattered clothes down her arms where they bunched up around her bindings. Lisa tried to stand, her legs unsteady, and for a fleeting moment she was grateful he was there to hold her upright. The thought quickly evaporated as she was shoved towards the rusty bars, **** to grab onto them awkwardly for balance through her tattered shirt, her bindings making it difficult.

Almost instantly the brute was upon her, his massive hands encircling her waist as he pressed up behind her. She gasped as she felt his massive, hard cock against her naked ass and she instinctively tried to squirm away, but there was nowhere to go. Suddenly she felt his digits between her legs, thick fingers digging at her aching slit. He pulled them away but Lisa's relief was fleeting as those very same fingers were soon digging in between her cheeks, probing at her tight, puckered hole.

"No... please no, not that!" Lisa begged, her voice catching in her throat as a thick, slick digit roughly pushed up into her virgin bud, causing her to gasp. The brute thrust his finger in and out a few times, lathering her hole with his seed before pulling back and lining up his mammoth cock with Lisa's poor puckered little hole.

When the massive fat tip of the man's cock pressed up against her asshole, Lisa was initially relieved. Just by feel alone she knew there was no way that it was going to be able to fit in there. She was too impossibly small and it was obviously far too impossibly big. The tightening grip at her hip quickly pushed any sense of relief away, and when the brute began to push forward she found herself rising on her tip toes in an attempt to avoid the discomfort. He grunted and pulled her down but she continued to scramble, gripping onto the bars through her tattered shirt and trying to climb away as he attempted to spear her on his massive meat stick.

To Lisa's horror she felt a slight but definite shift down there, the insistent cock head having found enough purchase to grip, to stretch her virgin hole. As she clung to the bars for dear life she felt herself slowly spread around the wide tip of the brute's cock, her asshole gradually swallowing it. She let out a panicked shriek as she tried to pull herself up and kick herself away, but this only served to allow it deeper in. She could feel it now, inside her, only just penetrating for now but the sheer size of it felt like it was about to break her apart.

Lisa pleaded once more, the words coming out as sobs and whimpers and again, the brute ignored her pleas. Instead he gripped her around the waist with both hands, lifting her slightly as he shifted position, before pulling her down onto him, adding to the pressure upon her resistance with short but powerful bucks of his hips. His efforts were instantly rewarded as bit by bit, more of his length slipped into Lisa's tight passage. She howled and sobbed, begging for him to stop as the last of her strength began to fade. She knew she couldnt hold onto the bars much longer and her legs were shaking beneath her as she stretched high on her toes. Just as she felt her grip slip, the brute yanked her downward particularly hard, and her fight ended.

As Lisa was ruthlessly impaled on the huge man's mammoth cock, her back arched and her eyes flew open, her mouth spread wide in a silent scream. In one fell thrust the brute had speared deep into her, bottoming out in her with a satisfied growl of triumph. Lisa choked out unintelligible gutteral sounds as the brute wrapped one arm around her waist, the other snaking up between her breasts and his massive hand wrapping around her throat. In this grip he held poor Lisa aloft, able to hold her weight with ease as he began to lift her slowly upward, sliding his length gradually from her destroyed passage.

Lisa's pain was indescribable, she sheer size of the invading phallus sending unbearable stabbing sensations through her core. But the truly unbearable thing was knowing there was no escape. Encircled in the brute's powerful grip she was helpless, and when he began to pull his cock from her she felt her broken anus grip to him, feeling every inch of him grind against her tattered flesh until just his tip penetrated her once more. She just managed to take in a large gasp of air in this moment of relative comfort, before her assailant roughly thrust himself in to the hilt once more. Lisa screamed again, eliciting a chuckle from the man who then proceeded to fuck her properly, settling into a steady rhythm as he gripped her tight, alternating between **** the poor woman and brutally groping and pinching her breasts.

Unfortunately for Lisa, the mercifully short fucking she had received earlier when the brute took her cunt only served to prolong this current ordeal. Having cum so recently, the brute was now intent on taking his time and really savouring the experience. Lisa had given up trying to fight. She knew there was no escape and as she felt her insides break, her flesh rip and tear with every brutal thrust her conscious mind began to slip away. Fortunately for Lisa, the combination of pain, terror and lack of oxygen soon caused her to pass out, the exact details of what followed to forever be a mystery to her. The brute didn't care one bit, using Lisa like a piece of meat, filling and coating her with his cum several times before he was finally finished with her.

A stroke of luck, that... the brute thought to himself as he tossed the still **** Lisa onto the bench and covered her with the remnants of her clothes. He was due to be transported to the big city tomorrow to appear in court and if all went to plan, his gang would have him free before noon. A sweet parting gift, he thought as he looked down at the broken cowgirl and wiped her mess off his softening cock with her tattered underwear. Almost a shame he couldn't spend a little more time with the bitch, now she had been broken. With a shrug he moved away and settled down to sleep - no matter, he figured. Plenty of sluts out there for him and the boys. Nothing special about this one...