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Chapter 9 by Philanthropist Philanthropist

Do the men continue to accept Daniel's guidelines...?

Given all but free rein on Ria's ass, why wouldn't they?

"UHN uguhh--- UNHHH...! UNGHH! Annn- nuh- nuh- UNHHH-!"

The steady, pitiless **** on Ria's recently virgin asshole continued, as I grew harder and harder, watching Ria get taken in the ass. Hearing my pretty, proper, "not until marriage" girlfriend get brutally sodomized, hearing her grunt and strain like an animal, her lithe, tawny body bucking in what remained of her slutty lingerie before all these people.

"Duh- Daniel... They're HUH hurting- MUH me...!"

I scoffed, looking past her face to the man rutting in her rump from behind. "Hey, man. She says you're hurting her."

The man gave a harsh laugh, a spray of saliva peppering Ria's buckling back. Pulling almost out of her, he slammed into her harder, crushing her thighs against the table.

"ANGHHHH-!"

The smooth skin of Ria's brow furrowed hard, her tear-filled eyes squeezing tightly closed. The stomping of the crowd, which hadn't abated in the slightest, was chorused with whistles and cheers and cruel encouragement for the man.

Reaching underneath Ria with the hand not holding her up by her hair, my hand cupped around her jerking breast; I closed my fingers around her right nipple and began to pinch it hard in time with the withering thrusts.

"Gug-! M- muh! muh! ANGHHUH...!"

"You think that you're so damn immaculate," I hissed. "That a man should be grateful, to wait on you for months on end... To be willing to sign his life away, just for the promise of finally getting some relief in your inestimable little cunt."

She gasped, and this time, it was the shock of my words, not the cock plowing her rectum.

"Duh- Daniel...?"

"Do you get it, now? Do you understand what a goddamn sham it is, you insufferable holy virgin? What is your body worth, but a night's entertainment? What do you have that's so valuable, if it can be made into cheap and tawdry entertainment- spectacle- in a matter of minutes?"

Perhaps picking up on the tenor of what was going on between Ria and I and the other end of the table, the man behind her was gaining speed in his thrusting, punctuating the pounding with ever-rougher cuffs across my Indian beauty's increasingly swollen and flushed derriere.

"HUFF- D-Daniel... I'm- OHHH! Sorry...!"

My fingers twisted her nipple, and she shuddered, her teeth biting together with an audible snap.

"Don't tell me you're sorry. Show me you accept this as punishment that you deserve."

The man behind her snarled, pushing deep, squeezing my betrothed's rump so hard that her flesh bulged between his fingers as he pumped out his orgasm between the cheeks of her ass.

I released her nipple, hearing her gasp, but only to again slap her again across the face.

"Filthy, shameless little Indian whore," I roared. "What would your family say? What would any 'proper' person say, watching you flaunt your body as you take it up your tight little ass?!"

Ria wailed, tears coursing down her cheeks. I beckoned to the third man in line as the second withdrew.

"W-wait..." She whimpered, then screeched- "WAIT-"

Something in the timbre of that wail managed to pause proceedings, and even dampen the mob-mad cacophony of the audience for a moment.

"I--" She swallowed, phlegm and salilva bobbing in her taut throat. "I de- deserve to be puh- puh- punished... My ass is already sore... It hurts... It hurts so much...!"

Her body shook as she sobbed, fighting to draw breath to be heard.

"Please- keep fucking my ass- make it hurt, make me hurt, deep... Be c-cruel, and **** my ass until my D-D-Daniel is s-s-s-satisfied...!"

The roaring, the stomping resumed, louder than ever. The third man advanced, his hands slapping down on Ria's flanks as he positioned his latex-sheathed monster to penetrate Ria's raw, savaged anus.

The MC laughed, licking his lips and giving me a thumbs-up as I returned to mauling Ria's breast.

I didn't know, in that moment, if my Ria was being molded, or merely broken. I didn't care. Whatever it took for her to get it. Get that she was mine. Get that I would make her take whatever she had to, to understand that.

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