My second encounter with Bandit
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i cannot confirm or deny whether characters in this story are related to people i know in real life. :unsure: (though i made a poorly conceived attempt at photoshopping a pic of the woman being mentioned as the victim, which i will not show.
There was a small town somewhere in the north in California that suffered under the fists of an unknown tormentor; and this I mean literally. This psycho left its victims with huge, gaping holes; holes that were abnormally large; about 9 or 10 inches in diameter. They pick off their prey in the night, they always go for the most vulnerable; people who travel alone. This person’s preferred victims were mostly female, which led authorities to assume it was a guy, but they were wrong. It was a woman, tan-colored skin with blonde hair; not her natural color; she dyed it. Her hair close to the scalp was still a brunette color. She was somewhere between 250 and 300 pounds with huge, flabby arms.
She didn’t pull these jobs off alone. In order to keep up with the intended victim, she had help; she had talked her boyfriend, a slim, athletic fellow who was a little on the pale side with skin tone and he had naturally black hair. She had him stalk women even though he was a little unsure about doing this.
They’ve claimed over 15 virgin buttholes in the past three months and many different cities before they settled on this place. A girl by the name of Cassandra Salisbury was going to be their 16th. She had light skin just a few degrees above caramel color, brown eyes like two pools of mud, strawberry blonde hair with red highlights; she had a slim, voluptuous figure. She was last seen walking down the street wearing a black jacket and a light blue shirt; part of the shirt stuck out at the top where she had one of the buttons undone on her jacket. She had a brown leather purse d****d over her right shoulder. She was on her way home from this huge party. Her friends warned her that she should travel alone, but she did anyway. In her purse, she had a canister of pepper spray in case of emergencies.
After a couple of blocks, she heard someone else’s footsteps hitting the pavement. She turned around and looked behind her, but no one was there. Rather than say “hello”, which is something the victim usually says in horror movies, she just ignored the sound until it came up again. At this point, she looked behind her again and so no one. She was getting worried. As she turned around and kept moving, she then turned a corner and bumped right into a shadowy figure wearing an overcoat and hat, something similar to what the detectives wear in those old mystery movies. He grabbed her around the chest with one arm and covered her mouth with the other. She kicked and kicked as he dragged her backwards until she finally broke free. The guy grabbed a hold of her bag, but wasn’t able to snatch it from her until after she pulled the pepper spray from it. She sprayed him in the face and then ran screaming, yelling for help, but there was no one around to hear her; at least not until she made seven blocks back the way she came. She them bumped in a fat woman who took over for the shadowy figure that was previously chasing her. While Cassandra fought back against her captor, the woman places a cloth over her nose and mouth, a cloth dampened with c*********, which slowed her motions to a stop. Cassandra closed her eyes and her body stopped moving completely, making it easy for the woman to hold onto her.
Her previous attacker rushes up out of breath and as he stops, he rubs his eyes, trying to remove the irritant from it.
The fat woman makes a “tsk” sound and shakes her head.
“I forgot the c*********, okay… I’m sorry.”
“You’re slipping, Shawn.”
“I know. Can we just… wait, I know this girl. We used to go to school together.”
Cassandra wakes up in a room with no windows tied to the floor in chains, naked, with her ass up in the air. Her hands chained together while her legs were spread as far apart as they could get them. As she struggles, the clanking of the chains alerted her captors to the fact that’s awake.
“Finally, Cassie, I thought you’d never wake up.”
Cassandra had that “you again?” expression on her face as she looked up at Kate. Her attention was now drawn to the pale k** over on Kate’s right, “Shawn Wilson? What the hell is going on?”
“Almost figured Kate dosed you with too much c*********…”
“Let me up from here.”
“Not just yet, honey. See, we’re about to have a little fun with you first,” Kate says, slipping on a white glove over both her hands.
“When I get free, you are so dead…” she said in a soft, threatening voice. She was so sure that she’d get out of that room alive, that it made Kate laugh. “Oh you think this is funny, do you?” Cassie answered as she thrashed about, trying to break the chains with brute force.
“I just love it when they squirm; turns me on,” Kate said in a sexy voice as she smiled at Shawn and applied a thick, white, slippery substance to her hand and forearm. “Spread her cheeks for me, will you, luv?”
“Shawn, no… don’t you fuckin’ touch me!” she put emphasis on the F word as she thrashed and thrashed and thrashed some more, but in the end, her efforts proved futile as Shawn grasped her butt cheeks firmly and pulled them apart for his lover to prepare fisting her, “Help! Somebody help me!”
“No one can hear you, darling,” said Kate, “we rented this place for one reason; it is miles and miles from prying eyes and ears,” she added in an evil tone.
Cassandra stopped her screaming and answered, “You do this on a regular basis?”
“We… roam from town to town so we don’t attract attention.”
“This is the sixteenth time we’ve done this.”
“You sick sons of…” she stopped and started moaning as she felt a chill run down her spine caused by Kate who stroked her finger over her sphincter.
Kate admires Cassie’s untouched virgin asshole; still tight and puckered while her vagina was a tad bit on the loose side, just barely. “The time for vaginal play will come later. For now, it’s your asshole I’m after.” She inserts her middle finger and pokes and prods at Cassandra’s anus like she was poking at a campfire with a stick, trying to loosen her up. Cassie was hissing softly from her ass taking a gentle fucking from a fatty finger. Kate continues pushing in and pulling out until she finally spreads Cassie’s ass to take two fingers. So far, two fingers proved difficult. Cassie’s ass opened up centimeter by centimeter, inch by inch as Kate rotates her fingers inside. Kate finally gets in three fingers and Cassie balls her fists and curses under her breath, “Oh fuck… oh god… aaaaahh!” Cassie then bites her lower lip and moans. In her mind, she was asking herself, “Why am I enjoying this so much? Ow!” Kate’s fourth finger went in.
“Yeah, like that don’t ya, bitch?”
“Please… just let me go. I’ll give you anything you want, just… just take your hand out of my ass!” she begged with black tears running down her face, a result of her mascara running.
“Believe me, honey, this satisfies me even more.” She pulls her fingers out just long enough to admire her work, which gave Cassie time to breathe a sigh of relief. Each of her fingers: an inch in width, meaning that when she was inside her, she stretched her four inches in diameter both in width and height. The lube on her hand had dried up, so she applied more and drew back her hand like she was about to punch into something. She lined up directly with Cassandra’s gradually shrink asshole and, without warning, shoots forward like a bullet. Her asshole extended to accommodate the knuckles as they pass through very roughly and send Cassie hurtling over her threshold. “AH!” Cassie yelled loudly. The pain was so intense that she pushed away from Kate the moment her sphincter wrapped around her wrist.
“How does that feel?”
“Oh my god, it hurts so bad.” She felt her pull back a little and spoke out softly, “Don’t pull it out!”
“First you want me to pull it out and now you don’t want to? Make up your mind, honey.”
“You fucking bitch…” she scoffed as she was in more pain that she was at the start, “I’d love to trade places and show YOU how this feels!”
“You can let go now, Shawn…”
“Shawn.”
He didn’t answer.
“Shawn please, you have… to help me.”
“He didn’t help the last 15 girls, why would he help you? Even though you two were friends and all, why would he help?”
“Why do you allow her to do this to people?”
“It’s either you or him; he can’t have it both ways.”
She looked up at him with teary eyes. Her breathing became irregular, like she was about to retch, but it was just her reaction to what was happening to her rear.
“Hold her shoulders; push her back up on my arm,” Kate commanded as she rubbed more lube on.
Cassie fights back. She tries to bite Shawn’s hands as he reached for her. She was like a snapping turtle every time he got close, “she’s ‘not’ going further up in me! Back off!”
Shawn laughs nervously, “She’s a feisty one.”
“Climb on her back and push her from the hips then…”
“Please, no, don’t do this. My ass is already at the breaking point.”
“Meh, I think you can handle more. Let go of her for a sec and go get the aquarium pump,” Kate instructed. Her plan was the use a cheat method. The air will inflate Cassandra’s rectum and create a passage for more of her arm to go through; Shawn had tough her this long time ago. He had done this on himself when he used to fist himself in front of the bathroom mirror. Normally, they’d use a bike pump, but if they did, who would hold onto her hips and force her down on her tormentor’s arm?
Over in a corner of the room was a small, dark blue, rectangular device with a ten inch cord and 1 ½ ft. tube that was about an eighth of an inch wide; the aquarium pump Kate specified. Shawn brought it over. Kate still had her arm in up to the wrist so Shawn could insert the tube in between her arm and Cassie’s ass. Cassie felt a slight pinch and she yelped. Finally, the tube was shoved in about three inches.
With the outlet too far away, Shawn had no choice but to hook an extension cord up to the pump and then plug it into the wall. The machine gave off a slight humming sound as it began to pump air into her rectum. Her ass now felt like something large was being shoved inside despite the fact that Kate hadn’t even started to delve in deeper. Cassie held her breath as the air penetrated her valves and continued further.
Now it was time for Kate to make her move. She pushed and so did Shawn; he went back to gripping Cassie’s hips. Her anus still showed resistance once she reached wider sections of Kate’s forearm. “Ow. Ow. OW! I’m splitting. Oh my god…” she gasped. Kate couldn’t help but laugh at her misfortune.
“Please… make it stop, you’re KILLING ME! You’re ripping… me… APART!”
Kate’s laugh sounded like an evil dictator. She couldn’t care less about Cassie’s suffering; it was music to her ears. Her fist reached the section of her ass where she could feel the inside of her pelvic bone. Her fist made it through easily, but as the rest of her arm followed… it didn’t matter how much she and Shawn pushed, Cassie’s butt slid slower and slower. She wouldn’t give up though. She faced this similar problem before. All she had to do was push harder. There was a bone-cracking sound, which alarmed Cassie very much. “Ah…. FUCK!” she said with a dramatic pause in response to the pain as she lifted her left knee and pounded the floor.
“Oh, I’m sorry, did that hurt?”
“OF COURSE IT HURT, YOU BITCH!” she looked behind her as far as she could and shouted before facing forward and holding her head low.
Kate was ¾ of the way up her forearm in Cassie’s ass and had her anus stretched six or seven inches apart. There was a thin red line running up her tailbone which grew larger and almost resembled a triangle, but those weren’t Cassandra’s only problems; the bottom half of her pussy stretched along with her anus as Kate’s arm extends it beyond its limits and the air that was pumped into her was now entering her small intestine, causing her stomach to rumble.
“Oh god…” once again, Cassie felt like she was gonna vomit. She held her breath, hoping it would pass. When she couldn’t hold her breath anymore, she let it out and held her breath again.
“Uhm… Kate…?”
“Not now.”
“Kate.”
“Not now, Shawn.”
“Yes now; unless you want your fun to be over so soon due to her stomach exploding, I suggest you turn the air off.”
“Well, I’m a bit busy here, elbow deep in her ass; you do it.”
Shawn unplugs the pump from the extension cord and gives Cassandra a bit of relief; she exhales and feels a bit of pressure ascend her esophagus. She thought she was about to throw up, but instead of food spilling out of her mouth, it was air.
“Thank you, but now if she’d just go ahead and pull her fucking ARM OUTTA ME…” she paused for a moment to burp; Kate’s constant pumping of her fist deep inside was causing the air to flow upward and outward. “I’d be even better.”
“Stop trying to deny that you love this when I know for a fact you do.”
“Oh, so you can see inside my head now…”
“Mhm… and I’ll soon be able to see inside your sexy ass.”
“Oh my god, you can’t seriously be hitting on me when you are elbow deep in me,” she starts shaking her aching hips as an attempt to wriggle free from this extremely screwed up situation which is severely wreaking havoc on her waistline, her shithole, and her psyche. If she ever manages to escape this nightmare, she’ll never be able to forget it. It’ll be forever imprinted in her mind and body; her body, which was once a temple, had now become an amusement park for a sick, demented BBW with a fetish for causing innocent women pain through the rear.
Kate was now in past her elbow and Cassie’s ass was stretched 13 inches. She felt like dying, but for some reason, her wish didn’t come true.
“Oh god, oh fuck, AAAAAAAAH! My rectum’s gonna explode, please someone help MEEEEEE!” there was a ripping sound like fabric being overstretched. The thin red line on her backside was now two inches in width and her legs started to feel numb. The sheer girth of Kate’s arm cut off the circulation.
“Just… a little… more.” Kate struggled with the last foot and a half of her arm that was left outside
“No more, please!” Cassie whispered in a voice which sounded like she was crying.
“Got to… push it… deeper.” She shoved in a couple more inches of her fat, flabby arm and had Cassie howling.
“For fuck sake, pull it out. PULL. IT. OOOOOOUT!” she said before her teeth started chomping rapidly in a similar fashion to someone who was shivering cold.
Kate had but only a couple inches left. The last bit of her arm had bunched up in between Cassie’s awaiting hole and her shoulder, making it measure about 18 inches in diameter. The skin over Cassie’s hipbones was showing signs of stretch marks as tiny red line formed.
“You’re killing her, Kate, just pull it out already!”
“Just two… more… inches and…”
There was a loud, wet pop and Kate’s arm slid in until Cassandra’s ass was right over the shoulder. Cassie had now passed out.
“Is she dead?”
“With the way you brutalized her asshole, she should be.”
“Just check her pulse, smart guy.”
“She’s still breathing. The shock from that last bit must’ve knocked her out.”
“Good, cuz I still wanna work on her vag; and I’m not into n*********a.”
“I thought you were just k**ding about that part; what if she wants to have k**s?”
“Then she should’ve had’em already.”
“C’mon, Kate, this isn’t fair. You said you’d only do her in the ass. You didn’t say anything about vagina.”
“Things have changed…” her initial arm was still stuck shoulder deep. She tugged back and forth, back and forth. She twisted and shook the u*********s Cassandra’s ass along with it, but that wasn’t enough to wake her. She takes her other hand, her middle finger pointed outward, and strokes along the line of Cassie’s pussy. “This one oughta be more fun,” she snickered evilly to herself. In goes her middle finger. She dips it in and out, in and out and then tries her index finger and middle finger at the same time. Cassie shivered a bit like she was getting an icicle shoved in her box.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew what about to happen now, but she couldn’t wake herself up to do anything. She was trapped inside of herself, inside a mental steel cage, rattling the bars like a wild a****l as she pleaded, begged, cried for release, but there was no one around the dark, empty void to hear her.
Kate had little difficulty sliding her hand in up to the knuckles and works them back and forth to loosen her up; all the while, her u*********s victim humped her large fist.
“This feels… so wrong, Kate,” Shawn voiced.
“You never complained before…”
“Well, that was back then, when you only fisted your victims in the anus. Now, you…” he paused for a sec, only to start whispering when he talked again, “Now you’re fisting them in both holes; with one arm still stuck even…”
“Well, if you want it to end, all you gotta do is stop me.”
“Really, it’s that easy?”
“Yeah. Though of course, I’ll still be needing me a fisting partner and…”
Shawn gulped loudly to show his nervousness.
“I thought so…”
Cass awakes once again. She looks around the room for the second time, wondering where she was and then it suddenly hit her as Kate forces her fist past the knuckles into her pussy. She had just gotten her asshole violated, and now it seems the same thing’s going to happen to her other hole as well. Cassandra’s emotions were a mixture of pained surprised and an incredible amount of rage. She moaned and cussed under her breath both to Kate and herself until she felt something small caress her beautiful, untouched cervix way in the back and then she went completely silent.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought, bitch. Now if you’re on your best behavior, I won’t have to stretch this one too.” Kate didn’t sound like she was joking, at least not to Cassie as she turned to get a good look at her face. There was a smile as crooked as the devil himself and the eyes to back up the mouth’s claim. Cassie’s eyes grew wide and she faced forward. “Probably wish you’d walked home with a friend now, huh? You probably wouldn’t be in this mess if you’d bother to follow the buddy system while traveling alone at night.”
“I figured I could handle myself.”
“Oh, you did a real fine job of it, I see that much,” Kate answered sarcastically.
“Well, at least the pepper spray worked…”
“Yeah, I... I still feel the effects of it,” Shawn said, rubbing his eyes.
“Stop rubbing it, you’ll only irritate it. Go flush your eyes with water, dear.”
As Shawn leaves, Kate watches him with her evil smile as he heads towards the bathroom. “He’s nice guy and I love him for that. He seems kinda sweet on you, darling,” Kate said to Cassie.
“Oh really, I… hadn’t noticed,” she said, pausing for a breath.
Kate laughed softly and for a short while before Cassie said something.
“No, really, I hadn’t. I was too busy coping with the pain of your ARM in me. I’m not gonna be able to shit right ever again.”
“Well, there’s a bright side to this, at least you’ll have an easier time giving birth. You know… if you ever decide to have k**s in the future.”
“How sweet of you to consider my feelings for once,” Cass answered sarcastically.
“C’mon, everyone thinks about having babies sooner or later. Hey, when I’m through with you, your canal will be so loose that during the process, you’ll be able to slide them out no problem.”
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Shawn runs the cold water in the bathtub at medium speed and proceeds to stick his head under the faucet; eyes up close to the stream. The water felt good on his eyes as it ran down and slowly washed away what troubled him. But his time was cut short when he heard a scream. “AAAAAAAAH OH MY FUCKING GOD!” it sounded like Cassandra, because who else would it be since they’re in a house isolated from civilian population. He left in such a hurry that he left the water running. As he reentered the room, his girlfriend was elbow deep in his old friend’s pussy, grunting as she tried to push further.
“What the hell are you doing, Kate?!”
Cassie was in tremendous pain; her cervix had just been pierced violently and there was nothing she could do. “Fucking shit!” she yelled. “What the fuck ever happened to that talk we just had?!”
“Things change…”
“OMG, you fucking cow, when I get free of these shackles…!”
“Yeah yeah yeah, you’ll kill me,” she mocked, making a mouth flapping gesture with one of her hands while they were both jammed inside an orifice. “But I doubt you’ll ever have the chance to.” She said as she first pulled out the arm that was stuffed inside Cassandra’s pussy and reached for a needle strapped to the side of her thigh. She then reached around Cassie’s wide ass and aimed the needle at her neck. Once the d**g that was inside entered her veins, the effects took hold almost immediately and with the sound of a loud, wet pop from Kate’s arm as Cassie’s sphincter finally released its grip and allowed it to exit her ass, she woke up in a fright in her own bed, flinging her arms and legs as she sat up and clutched the white sheets; her forehead riddled with sweat. She took in deep breaths in and out over and over before she finally got a grip on reality. “It was just a dream, a horrible dream,” she said to herself.
But was it really a dream? She wondered that after she moved around a little and felt that her ass for sore and there was a faint aroma of excrement like someone passed gas throughout the night. She felt the tender flesh between her cheeks which was sensitive to the touch. She felt her neck with her other hand and felt a small bruise or something where a needle may have gone through. She winced as she got out of bed and strolled to the bathroom, trying her best to keep her legs closed as she walked. She turned around in front of her mirror, opened her legs and bent over. Her asshole and pussy were a darker skin tone than the rest of her like they had been brutally pounded by something large and she had now come to the conclusion that, “It wasn’t a dream…”
There was a small town somewhere in the north in California that suffered under the fists of an unknown tormentor; and this I mean literally. This psycho left its victims with huge, gaping holes; holes that were abnormally large; about 9 or 10 inches in diameter. They pick off their prey in the night, they always go for the most vulnerable; people who travel alone. This person’s preferred victims were mostly female, which led authorities to assume it was a guy, but they were wrong. It was a woman, tan-colored skin with blonde hair; not her natural color; she dyed it. Her hair close to the scalp was still a brunette color. She was somewhere between 250 and 300 pounds with huge, flabby arms.
She didn’t pull these jobs off alone. In order to keep up with the intended victim, she had help; she had talked her boyfriend, a slim, athletic fellow who was a little on the pale side with skin tone and he had naturally black hair. She had him stalk women even though he was a little unsure about doing this.
They’ve claimed over 15 virgin buttholes in the past three months and many different cities before they settled on this place. A girl by the name of Cassandra Salisbury was going to be their 16th. She had light skin just a few degrees above caramel color, brown eyes like two pools of mud, strawberry blonde hair with red highlights; she had a slim, voluptuous figure. She was last seen walking down the street wearing a black jacket and a light blue shirt; part of the shirt stuck out at the top where she had one of the buttons undone on her jacket. She had a brown leather purse d****d over her right shoulder. She was on her way home from this huge party. Her friends warned her that she should travel alone, but she did anyway. In her purse, she had a canister of pepper spray in case of emergencies.
After a couple of blocks, she heard someone else’s footsteps hitting the pavement. She turned around and looked behind her, but no one was there. Rather than say “hello”, which is something the victim usually says in horror movies, she just ignored the sound until it came up again. At this point, she looked behind her again and so no one. She was getting worried. As she turned around and kept moving, she then turned a corner and bumped right into a shadowy figure wearing an overcoat and hat, something similar to what the detectives wear in those old mystery movies. He grabbed her around the chest with one arm and covered her mouth with the other. She kicked and kicked as he dragged her backwards until she finally broke free. The guy grabbed a hold of her bag, but wasn’t able to snatch it from her until after she pulled the pepper spray from it. She sprayed him in the face and then ran screaming, yelling for help, but there was no one around to hear her; at least not until she made seven blocks back the way she came. She them bumped in a fat woman who took over for the shadowy figure that was previously chasing her. While Cassandra fought back against her captor, the woman places a cloth over her nose and mouth, a cloth dampened with c*********, which slowed her motions to a stop. Cassandra closed her eyes and her body stopped moving completely, making it easy for the woman to hold onto her.
Her previous attacker rushes up out of breath and as he stops, he rubs his eyes, trying to remove the irritant from it.
The fat woman makes a “tsk” sound and shakes her head.
“I forgot the c*********, okay… I’m sorry.”
“You’re slipping, Shawn.”
“I know. Can we just… wait, I know this girl. We used to go to school together.”
Cassandra wakes up in a room with no windows tied to the floor in chains, naked, with her ass up in the air. Her hands chained together while her legs were spread as far apart as they could get them. As she struggles, the clanking of the chains alerted her captors to the fact that’s awake.
“Finally, Cassie, I thought you’d never wake up.”
Cassandra had that “you again?” expression on her face as she looked up at Kate. Her attention was now drawn to the pale k** over on Kate’s right, “Shawn Wilson? What the hell is going on?”
“Almost figured Kate dosed you with too much c*********…”
“Let me up from here.”
“Not just yet, honey. See, we’re about to have a little fun with you first,” Kate says, slipping on a white glove over both her hands.
“When I get free, you are so dead…” she said in a soft, threatening voice. She was so sure that she’d get out of that room alive, that it made Kate laugh. “Oh you think this is funny, do you?” Cassie answered as she thrashed about, trying to break the chains with brute force.
“I just love it when they squirm; turns me on,” Kate said in a sexy voice as she smiled at Shawn and applied a thick, white, slippery substance to her hand and forearm. “Spread her cheeks for me, will you, luv?”
“Shawn, no… don’t you fuckin’ touch me!” she put emphasis on the F word as she thrashed and thrashed and thrashed some more, but in the end, her efforts proved futile as Shawn grasped her butt cheeks firmly and pulled them apart for his lover to prepare fisting her, “Help! Somebody help me!”
“No one can hear you, darling,” said Kate, “we rented this place for one reason; it is miles and miles from prying eyes and ears,” she added in an evil tone.
Cassandra stopped her screaming and answered, “You do this on a regular basis?”
“We… roam from town to town so we don’t attract attention.”
“This is the sixteenth time we’ve done this.”
“You sick sons of…” she stopped and started moaning as she felt a chill run down her spine caused by Kate who stroked her finger over her sphincter.
Kate admires Cassie’s untouched virgin asshole; still tight and puckered while her vagina was a tad bit on the loose side, just barely. “The time for vaginal play will come later. For now, it’s your asshole I’m after.” She inserts her middle finger and pokes and prods at Cassandra’s anus like she was poking at a campfire with a stick, trying to loosen her up. Cassie was hissing softly from her ass taking a gentle fucking from a fatty finger. Kate continues pushing in and pulling out until she finally spreads Cassie’s ass to take two fingers. So far, two fingers proved difficult. Cassie’s ass opened up centimeter by centimeter, inch by inch as Kate rotates her fingers inside. Kate finally gets in three fingers and Cassie balls her fists and curses under her breath, “Oh fuck… oh god… aaaaahh!” Cassie then bites her lower lip and moans. In her mind, she was asking herself, “Why am I enjoying this so much? Ow!” Kate’s fourth finger went in.
“Yeah, like that don’t ya, bitch?”
“Please… just let me go. I’ll give you anything you want, just… just take your hand out of my ass!” she begged with black tears running down her face, a result of her mascara running.
“Believe me, honey, this satisfies me even more.” She pulls her fingers out just long enough to admire her work, which gave Cassie time to breathe a sigh of relief. Each of her fingers: an inch in width, meaning that when she was inside her, she stretched her four inches in diameter both in width and height. The lube on her hand had dried up, so she applied more and drew back her hand like she was about to punch into something. She lined up directly with Cassandra’s gradually shrink asshole and, without warning, shoots forward like a bullet. Her asshole extended to accommodate the knuckles as they pass through very roughly and send Cassie hurtling over her threshold. “AH!” Cassie yelled loudly. The pain was so intense that she pushed away from Kate the moment her sphincter wrapped around her wrist.
“How does that feel?”
“Oh my god, it hurts so bad.” She felt her pull back a little and spoke out softly, “Don’t pull it out!”
“First you want me to pull it out and now you don’t want to? Make up your mind, honey.”
“You fucking bitch…” she scoffed as she was in more pain that she was at the start, “I’d love to trade places and show YOU how this feels!”
“You can let go now, Shawn…”
“Shawn.”
He didn’t answer.
“Shawn please, you have… to help me.”
“He didn’t help the last 15 girls, why would he help you? Even though you two were friends and all, why would he help?”
“Why do you allow her to do this to people?”
“It’s either you or him; he can’t have it both ways.”
She looked up at him with teary eyes. Her breathing became irregular, like she was about to retch, but it was just her reaction to what was happening to her rear.
“Hold her shoulders; push her back up on my arm,” Kate commanded as she rubbed more lube on.
Cassie fights back. She tries to bite Shawn’s hands as he reached for her. She was like a snapping turtle every time he got close, “she’s ‘not’ going further up in me! Back off!”
Shawn laughs nervously, “She’s a feisty one.”
“Climb on her back and push her from the hips then…”
“Please, no, don’t do this. My ass is already at the breaking point.”
“Meh, I think you can handle more. Let go of her for a sec and go get the aquarium pump,” Kate instructed. Her plan was the use a cheat method. The air will inflate Cassandra’s rectum and create a passage for more of her arm to go through; Shawn had tough her this long time ago. He had done this on himself when he used to fist himself in front of the bathroom mirror. Normally, they’d use a bike pump, but if they did, who would hold onto her hips and force her down on her tormentor’s arm?
Over in a corner of the room was a small, dark blue, rectangular device with a ten inch cord and 1 ½ ft. tube that was about an eighth of an inch wide; the aquarium pump Kate specified. Shawn brought it over. Kate still had her arm in up to the wrist so Shawn could insert the tube in between her arm and Cassie’s ass. Cassie felt a slight pinch and she yelped. Finally, the tube was shoved in about three inches.
With the outlet too far away, Shawn had no choice but to hook an extension cord up to the pump and then plug it into the wall. The machine gave off a slight humming sound as it began to pump air into her rectum. Her ass now felt like something large was being shoved inside despite the fact that Kate hadn’t even started to delve in deeper. Cassie held her breath as the air penetrated her valves and continued further.
Now it was time for Kate to make her move. She pushed and so did Shawn; he went back to gripping Cassie’s hips. Her anus still showed resistance once she reached wider sections of Kate’s forearm. “Ow. Ow. OW! I’m splitting. Oh my god…” she gasped. Kate couldn’t help but laugh at her misfortune.
“Please… make it stop, you’re KILLING ME! You’re ripping… me… APART!”
Kate’s laugh sounded like an evil dictator. She couldn’t care less about Cassie’s suffering; it was music to her ears. Her fist reached the section of her ass where she could feel the inside of her pelvic bone. Her fist made it through easily, but as the rest of her arm followed… it didn’t matter how much she and Shawn pushed, Cassie’s butt slid slower and slower. She wouldn’t give up though. She faced this similar problem before. All she had to do was push harder. There was a bone-cracking sound, which alarmed Cassie very much. “Ah…. FUCK!” she said with a dramatic pause in response to the pain as she lifted her left knee and pounded the floor.
“Oh, I’m sorry, did that hurt?”
“OF COURSE IT HURT, YOU BITCH!” she looked behind her as far as she could and shouted before facing forward and holding her head low.
Kate was ¾ of the way up her forearm in Cassie’s ass and had her anus stretched six or seven inches apart. There was a thin red line running up her tailbone which grew larger and almost resembled a triangle, but those weren’t Cassandra’s only problems; the bottom half of her pussy stretched along with her anus as Kate’s arm extends it beyond its limits and the air that was pumped into her was now entering her small intestine, causing her stomach to rumble.
“Oh god…” once again, Cassie felt like she was gonna vomit. She held her breath, hoping it would pass. When she couldn’t hold her breath anymore, she let it out and held her breath again.
“Uhm… Kate…?”
“Not now.”
“Kate.”
“Not now, Shawn.”
“Yes now; unless you want your fun to be over so soon due to her stomach exploding, I suggest you turn the air off.”
“Well, I’m a bit busy here, elbow deep in her ass; you do it.”
Shawn unplugs the pump from the extension cord and gives Cassandra a bit of relief; she exhales and feels a bit of pressure ascend her esophagus. She thought she was about to throw up, but instead of food spilling out of her mouth, it was air.
“Thank you, but now if she’d just go ahead and pull her fucking ARM OUTTA ME…” she paused for a moment to burp; Kate’s constant pumping of her fist deep inside was causing the air to flow upward and outward. “I’d be even better.”
“Stop trying to deny that you love this when I know for a fact you do.”
“Oh, so you can see inside my head now…”
“Mhm… and I’ll soon be able to see inside your sexy ass.”
“Oh my god, you can’t seriously be hitting on me when you are elbow deep in me,” she starts shaking her aching hips as an attempt to wriggle free from this extremely screwed up situation which is severely wreaking havoc on her waistline, her shithole, and her psyche. If she ever manages to escape this nightmare, she’ll never be able to forget it. It’ll be forever imprinted in her mind and body; her body, which was once a temple, had now become an amusement park for a sick, demented BBW with a fetish for causing innocent women pain through the rear.
Kate was now in past her elbow and Cassie’s ass was stretched 13 inches. She felt like dying, but for some reason, her wish didn’t come true.
“Oh god, oh fuck, AAAAAAAAH! My rectum’s gonna explode, please someone help MEEEEEE!” there was a ripping sound like fabric being overstretched. The thin red line on her backside was now two inches in width and her legs started to feel numb. The sheer girth of Kate’s arm cut off the circulation.
“Just… a little… more.” Kate struggled with the last foot and a half of her arm that was left outside
“No more, please!” Cassie whispered in a voice which sounded like she was crying.
“Got to… push it… deeper.” She shoved in a couple more inches of her fat, flabby arm and had Cassie howling.
“For fuck sake, pull it out. PULL. IT. OOOOOOUT!” she said before her teeth started chomping rapidly in a similar fashion to someone who was shivering cold.
Kate had but only a couple inches left. The last bit of her arm had bunched up in between Cassie’s awaiting hole and her shoulder, making it measure about 18 inches in diameter. The skin over Cassie’s hipbones was showing signs of stretch marks as tiny red line formed.
“You’re killing her, Kate, just pull it out already!”
“Just two… more… inches and…”
There was a loud, wet pop and Kate’s arm slid in until Cassandra’s ass was right over the shoulder. Cassie had now passed out.
“Is she dead?”
“With the way you brutalized her asshole, she should be.”
“Just check her pulse, smart guy.”
“She’s still breathing. The shock from that last bit must’ve knocked her out.”
“Good, cuz I still wanna work on her vag; and I’m not into n*********a.”
“I thought you were just k**ding about that part; what if she wants to have k**s?”
“Then she should’ve had’em already.”
“C’mon, Kate, this isn’t fair. You said you’d only do her in the ass. You didn’t say anything about vagina.”
“Things have changed…” her initial arm was still stuck shoulder deep. She tugged back and forth, back and forth. She twisted and shook the u*********s Cassandra’s ass along with it, but that wasn’t enough to wake her. She takes her other hand, her middle finger pointed outward, and strokes along the line of Cassie’s pussy. “This one oughta be more fun,” she snickered evilly to herself. In goes her middle finger. She dips it in and out, in and out and then tries her index finger and middle finger at the same time. Cassie shivered a bit like she was getting an icicle shoved in her box.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew what about to happen now, but she couldn’t wake herself up to do anything. She was trapped inside of herself, inside a mental steel cage, rattling the bars like a wild a****l as she pleaded, begged, cried for release, but there was no one around the dark, empty void to hear her.
Kate had little difficulty sliding her hand in up to the knuckles and works them back and forth to loosen her up; all the while, her u*********s victim humped her large fist.
“This feels… so wrong, Kate,” Shawn voiced.
“You never complained before…”
“Well, that was back then, when you only fisted your victims in the anus. Now, you…” he paused for a sec, only to start whispering when he talked again, “Now you’re fisting them in both holes; with one arm still stuck even…”
“Well, if you want it to end, all you gotta do is stop me.”
“Really, it’s that easy?”
“Yeah. Though of course, I’ll still be needing me a fisting partner and…”
Shawn gulped loudly to show his nervousness.
“I thought so…”
Cass awakes once again. She looks around the room for the second time, wondering where she was and then it suddenly hit her as Kate forces her fist past the knuckles into her pussy. She had just gotten her asshole violated, and now it seems the same thing’s going to happen to her other hole as well. Cassandra’s emotions were a mixture of pained surprised and an incredible amount of rage. She moaned and cussed under her breath both to Kate and herself until she felt something small caress her beautiful, untouched cervix way in the back and then she went completely silent.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought, bitch. Now if you’re on your best behavior, I won’t have to stretch this one too.” Kate didn’t sound like she was joking, at least not to Cassie as she turned to get a good look at her face. There was a smile as crooked as the devil himself and the eyes to back up the mouth’s claim. Cassie’s eyes grew wide and she faced forward. “Probably wish you’d walked home with a friend now, huh? You probably wouldn’t be in this mess if you’d bother to follow the buddy system while traveling alone at night.”
“I figured I could handle myself.”
“Oh, you did a real fine job of it, I see that much,” Kate answered sarcastically.
“Well, at least the pepper spray worked…”
“Yeah, I... I still feel the effects of it,” Shawn said, rubbing his eyes.
“Stop rubbing it, you’ll only irritate it. Go flush your eyes with water, dear.”
As Shawn leaves, Kate watches him with her evil smile as he heads towards the bathroom. “He’s nice guy and I love him for that. He seems kinda sweet on you, darling,” Kate said to Cassie.
“Oh really, I… hadn’t noticed,” she said, pausing for a breath.
Kate laughed softly and for a short while before Cassie said something.
“No, really, I hadn’t. I was too busy coping with the pain of your ARM in me. I’m not gonna be able to shit right ever again.”
“Well, there’s a bright side to this, at least you’ll have an easier time giving birth. You know… if you ever decide to have k**s in the future.”
“How sweet of you to consider my feelings for once,” Cass answered sarcastically.
“C’mon, everyone thinks about having babies sooner or later. Hey, when I’m through with you, your canal will be so loose that during the process, you’ll be able to slide them out no problem.”
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Shawn runs the cold water in the bathtub at medium speed and proceeds to stick his head under the faucet; eyes up close to the stream. The water felt good on his eyes as it ran down and slowly washed away what troubled him. But his time was cut short when he heard a scream. “AAAAAAAAH OH MY FUCKING GOD!” it sounded like Cassandra, because who else would it be since they’re in a house isolated from civilian population. He left in such a hurry that he left the water running. As he reentered the room, his girlfriend was elbow deep in his old friend’s pussy, grunting as she tried to push further.
“What the hell are you doing, Kate?!”
Cassie was in tremendous pain; her cervix had just been pierced violently and there was nothing she could do. “Fucking shit!” she yelled. “What the fuck ever happened to that talk we just had?!”
“Things change…”
“OMG, you fucking cow, when I get free of these shackles…!”
“Yeah yeah yeah, you’ll kill me,” she mocked, making a mouth flapping gesture with one of her hands while they were both jammed inside an orifice. “But I doubt you’ll ever have the chance to.” She said as she first pulled out the arm that was stuffed inside Cassandra’s pussy and reached for a needle strapped to the side of her thigh. She then reached around Cassie’s wide ass and aimed the needle at her neck. Once the d**g that was inside entered her veins, the effects took hold almost immediately and with the sound of a loud, wet pop from Kate’s arm as Cassie’s sphincter finally released its grip and allowed it to exit her ass, she woke up in a fright in her own bed, flinging her arms and legs as she sat up and clutched the white sheets; her forehead riddled with sweat. She took in deep breaths in and out over and over before she finally got a grip on reality. “It was just a dream, a horrible dream,” she said to herself.
But was it really a dream? She wondered that after she moved around a little and felt that her ass for sore and there was a faint aroma of excrement like someone passed gas throughout the night. She felt the tender flesh between her cheeks which was sensitive to the touch. She felt her neck with her other hand and felt a small bruise or something where a needle may have gone through. She winced as she got out of bed and strolled to the bathroom, trying her best to keep her legs closed as she walked. She turned around in front of her mirror, opened her legs and bent over. Her asshole and pussy were a darker skin tone than the rest of her like they had been brutally pounded by something large and she had now come to the conclusion that, “It wasn’t a dream…”
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