Painal, Round 2

Abby slowly rises, her back still against the wall, and it isn't certain whether she's standing up in preparation to be of service or to bolt. By the look on her face, she may not be certain which she's preparing to do, either. You push off the sobbing form of Kristi to stand up, and decide to take the decision out of her hands. Grabbing her by the shoulders, you shove the redhead in front of the bed, facing her co-worker.

"I hope you didn't think I was going to neglect you, Abby," you state, your voice full of false warmth. "You get to ride the pain train, too!"

With that, you **** her down onto her knees, shoving her hips up tight against the bed's baseboard. It was great feeling Kristi's body bow into the mattress as you pounded her, but in this position, Abby's body won't be able to press away from yours as much as you fuck her- that much more of the **** of each thrust will go right up her ass.

"Please!" Abby whines. "I don't want to do this! I don't want to!"

You shove down between her shoulder blades; Abby puts her hands against the mattress, trying to resist being bent over. With your other hand, you give her a hard slap on the ass. She lets out a high-pitched squeak, and her arms tremble- after another couple of spanks and pushes, her arms buckle, and you get her properly positioned for her forthcoming ass-fuck.

"Abby," you chide. "Is that the proper service-minded attitude for a woman in your position?"

"I- I mean- just...!"

You give her ass another couple of smacks before grabbing the waistband of her shorts and dragging them down to her knees, baring her slender but nicely-rounded backside. Your anatomy is swelling vigorously to attention at the sight; the wonders of the Blowjob Universe never cease to amaze.

"I'm fucking with you, Abby. Of course you don't want to do this! It's going to hurt like hell! That's what makes it so fucking hot!"

Grabbing a loose corner of the sheet, you carefully wipe the mixture of mucus, semen, blood, and shit that clings to your member in the aftermath of Kristi's devastation. No sense letting Abby have any easier a time of it than the brunette, wildly inadequate as the residue probably would have served as lubricant.

"I mean, just look at Kristi's ass, Abby. She looks like she's in a world of pain. And that's what I'm going to do to you." Craning your neck as you look down at the shaking redhead's derriere, you cluck your tongue. "Actually, it's going to be worse for you- you're smaller and skinnier than she is, so you probably have a narrower shit-chute. I'm going to totally rip your asshole apart."

Abby tilts her head up to look at Kristi's backside, framed in the center of her view, the brunette's legs still bound wide apart. Her rounded flanks are rose-pink from spanking and fucking, and the semen you planted in her bowels is still slowly trickling out of her torn-up hole, staining the sheet beneath her. The redhead starts to hyperventilate as she sees her future in her co-worker's butt.

A mean idea percolates into your head, and you smile. "Y'know, Abby, I don't think it's fair to hurt you this much without giving you some way to... express that pain."

Grabbing her hands, you pull them forward and plant them on Kristi's recently-pounded ass. The brunette whimpers as the smaller girl's open hands press against her burning flesh.

"So if... heh... I hurt you, you just go ahead and pour that hurt into Kristi's ass, okay?"

"W-wait-! What do you...?"

You've had it with the preliminaries, and you've learned a thing or two from dry-fucking Kristi. Without hesitation or finesse, you grab Abby's ass, yank the rounded flesh apart, plant the heated rod of your erection against the redhead's tiny hole, and spike through the sphincter with pure ****.

"AAAAAAHHH!"

The redhead's prolonged scream fills every inch of the bedroom, rattling the doors on their hinges. You can feel her ass squeezing your cock, feel how the gripping anal ring has been pulled into her ass-tunnel by its unwillingness to yield, feel the tender flesh inside of her pulsing, fever-hot around you.

"Didn't that hurt, Abby?" You inquire innocently.

"Awwwhh... Awwwhhh... Huhhhh---!"

Reaching forward, you pull the redhead's shirt up and run your palms over the swells of her breasts, smaller than Kristi's but still more than a mouthful, perfect and soft and warm.

"'Cuz if you're telling me that didn't hurt, well, I can always try harder."

Pulling your hand away, you give her breasts a vicious slap, right across both stiffening nipples.

"OH!"

"Now if I HURT you, I want you to HURT Kristi! Smack the bitch's ass!"

With a sniveling cry, the redhead lifts her hands and slaps the brunette's already inflamed posterior. Kristi yelps, her hips twisting sinuously against the bed.

"Is that all I hurt you, Abby? Let's see if I can't inspire a little more enthusiasm!"

There's an audible 'pop' as you pull free of Abby's ass, and the gasp she lets out tells you she felt it. It's going to be much worse coming back. Grabbing her hips, you give her a moment to anticipate the coming agony before you shove all the way back into her, slamming her hips against the baseboard hard enough to shake the whole bed.

Abby rewards you with another scream. But this time she gives her co-worker's ass a two-handed, butt-rippling smack that does the thrust proud, raising a cry in harmony from Kristi.

"NOW we're getting somewhere!" You growl, jerking yourself free from her again in preparation for further busting open the screaming girl's asshole.

Your expectation was correct- Abby's ass is even narrower than Kristi's, and it doesn't take much of your rectum-hammering thrusting before you can clearly see streaks of blood on your cock. Unfortunately for both of the young women, as you settle into a rhythm of less profound but similarly vicious internal thrusting, the recentness of your prior orgasm doesn't seem to be making your next one likely to come any time soon.

Though she's giving Kristi a vigorous walloping, the ruinous rutting is definitely taking its toll on the small redhead. Her head drops forward and jerks up several times like she's attempting to lose consciousness. Further smacking about of her pert tits serves to keep her conscious of her predicament.

"Kristi's already in so much pain, you bad little slut! What are you doing to the poor woman?"

Abby's puppy-like sobs are all but drowned out by the ceaseless KA-THUD of her body battering against the bedframe.

"Did I say stop? Lay into her!"

You watch the bound brunette's ass grow redder and redder through the attack, watch her twisting and sobbing as you brutally plow the slender redhead who's beating her. In combination with the heat, the tightness, the delicious forcing of Abby's achingly narrow butthole to give way, the sadistically delicious sight is slowly beginning to move you towards your next explosion.

"Jam your thumbs into her asshole!"

The crying girl hesitates only an instant before she does as you ask. Kristi wails as her devastated anus is jerked apart by Abby's long-nailed thumbs.

"Pull her open... I want to see her quivering pink asshole...!"

Now both women scream, Kristi's ankles rattling against the bedposts in their restraints as Abby pulls the straining hole apart. You can see the red-streaked hole pulsing between the purple-red cheeks of her ass as you continue to power-fuck the helpless woman beneath you, her thumbs bucking in and out of the ring as you slam her.

"Shove your finger up her ass!"

She does, hard. Kristi begins to beat her head against the pillow.

"Fuck her with it!"

Her digit drives into the brunette's injured asshole in time with your pounding. You're gasping with pleasure.

"Two fingers!"

The pink ring trembles before it swallows two of Abby's fingers. It's almost more than she can take...

"Three fingers! Twist 'em as you shove them into her!"

Kristi's pelvis bucks against the bed with every powerful ram of your hips as Abby's ring finger joins her middle and index in wrenching apart her co-worker's asshole.

Your own hands leave Abby's hips as you reach forward, one hand closing on the front of Abby's throat, the other around her slap-heated breast.

"Good, Abby. Keep fucking her. It's time to break your ass."

Her sobbing becomes gurgling as your hand tightens on her throat; you can feel her much-abused back door tightening in sympathy. Your other hand pinches and twists her nipple as you pull back, your cock nearly turning her inside-out as you pull free.

"Now close that ass as tight as you can, Abby. Give me your asshole to rip."

Her backside wiggles as she struggles to draw air, but you can feel how tight the sphincter has closed as you press the tip of your cock against it.

"Keep shafting the bitch's ass, Abby... That's it... That's it... Now...!"

There's no question you can feel the sheath tear as you ram home in her butt. Her agony buzzes through the hand on your throat, and her fingers ram deep into Kristi's asshole.

No "pop" as you pull free this time; just a slick, wet sound.

"...Again...!"

She's trying to clamp down, but the torn-up tunnel has just been too traumatized to close as fully this time. It only takes a fraction of your power to breach her, and her heartbroken **** attests to her ruination. You almost feel bad.

No sense leaving a job half-done, though. Your hand slaps upward against her swollen breast again and again as you pull free.

"Give it all you've got, slut- this ass is my toy to break."

Her whole body shivers as she strains to obey you. With all your new strength, you split the nineteen-year-old redhead's asshole all the way to your balls.

Abby sags against the bed, her fingers still embedded in Kristi's asshole, as you lean into her, pumping your hard-earned load into her ass. Gasping with relief, you release the grip on her throat and breast to take Abby's hips in both hands as you pull away.

Wow. It's hard to believe that could possibly heal in twelve hours. She had better hope she doesn't need to use the toilet before then.

Or sit down.

Or walk.

From Kristi's lack of bitching, you can only presume that the vigorous re-opening of her back door has caused the brunette, like her redheaded co-worker, to sink into grateful unconsciousness. It's a testament to your sadistic prowess, but they aren't much fun in the meantime.

You wonder vaguely if anyone heard all the screaming as you again wipe the- significantly bigger- mess from your cock with the bedsheet.