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Chapter 4
Gabriella hated her friends for making her fuck the hideous man and saving themselves. Her stomach and throat burned from having vomited so many times, both from the nausea of having to smell the creature, and the gag reflex of having been throat fucked for 20 minutes.
Her obvious disgust was upsetting him, and he decided to punish his little brunette doll. He used his bulbous frame to pin her to the floor and he shat on her face. She was totally helpless and couldn't move. The long thick turds slowly and steadily squeezed through his pale and pimply cheeks; landing directly onto her cute, scrunched up face. She clenched her jaw, shut her eyes and did her best not to breath, but the very feel of the man's slime pouring over her face horrified her. She screamed through clenched teeth and pursued lips, shaking her head as much as she could and tried to believe that is was all just a dream. But poor Gabriella was only beginning to experience this nightmare.
The fat man turned around, and while still pinning her to the ground, started yelling at her.
“You were supposed to eat it, you damned bitch!” he yelled, putting emphasis on his anger by pressing his knees hard into her arms that he was pinning down.
Even though her face was still covered with shit and she did not want to open her mouth for fear of tasting any of it, the pain in her arms caused her to scream out.
“Please stop, please, I can't I can't.”
“AAARGH! I hate girls who never want to do anything for me. You are a lousy bitch! I'm just gonna have to hurt you until you do what I say.” He then flipped her over so she was on her stomach, with the pile of shit now lying directly in front of her head. It was three large, soft logs, sligtly broken up from having rolled over her face before settling on the floor. She couldn't even look at it, or allow herself to breath through her nose, let alone taste it. She clammed up in fear. She didn't want to be hurt, but she just couldn't eat his shit. She started crying as he explained the situation to her.
“You're going to eat my shit, every last bit of it. And lick the floor when you're done. And if you vomit anymore, little princess, you're going to eat that, too.”
“I can't, please I can't do it!”
“Then I'm going to have to hurt you real bad,” he responded as he held her tiny right hand in the grip of his chubby fingers. He took hold of her pinky finger and started pulling it back, slowly and slowly towards her wrist, stretching the ligaments and tendons in excruciatingly slow fashion.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH STOP NO PLEASE AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH IT HURTS! UUUUUUAAAAAAAH!”
She kept screaming the whole time as he broke her finger and held it against the back side of her hand. The base of the finger was discolored and deformed at the point where her finger actually popped from it's socket. She had never felt such pain in her young life. He was breaking her body and there was nothing she could do to stop him. She was completely helpless and alone, and no one could rescue her.
She continued to wail and sob even after the man let go of her finger. The pain didn't let up, and she panicked when he took hold of her ring finger.
“Now, are you going to eat that shit or do I have to break another finger?”
“Please... please don't... I want to go home... aaahhhh huuuuuuu aaaaaaa...” she cried and cried. Whenever she cried people felt sorry for her and did what she wanted. Maybe, just maybe this man would act like everybody else.
“Are you some dumb crybaby? Are you just a little girl who can't suck up a little pain?”
“Nooo... I'm not a little girl. You can't do this to me!”
“I can do whatever I want. You're my little bitch. And you have 5 seconds to start sucking shit or you lose another finger.”
“I can't! I can't!,” was all she could say. Then as the man began bending her finger back, “Don't. Don't. Please, no. Oh. OH. EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHH STOP IT STOP IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAUAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUAAA!!!”
Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she shook her body as much as she could under his weight. Every nerve in her body panicked and tried to get free. But the pain was there no matter where her mind tried to take her.
Her gyrations below him started to arouse him, even though he had already ejaculated a huge amount of sperm into her, his body started to want more. And in the position they were in, he could easily slide deep into her ass and still continue his little torture game.
“Have you ever been ass fucked little girl?” he asked as he started lining up his fat, slimy penis at the entrance to her rectum.
“What? What, oh god no. You'll ruin me, please just let me go!”
“You are really starting to piss me off, bitch. Bitches love big 14” cocks!” he exclaimed as he forced the head of his immense dick into her tiny teenage asshole. His dick was about the same size as her fore arm, including fist, and if not for the prodigious amount of sweat, saliva, and nasty oily fluids that covered his penis, it never would have fit. But the lubrication along with his immense strength allowed him to lodge 3” into Gabriella's hot ass in one thrust.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” she screamed as her sphincter split to accommodate the man's immense girth. Blood added to the fluids, allowing the man to get half his dick into her before he met serious resistance. That serious resistance was mainly her internal organs.
“AAAAAAAAAHHH! STOP STOP IT'S NOT GONNA FIT! THERE'S NO ROOM INSIDE. EEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHH!” She begged and pleaded in between grunts and screams. Her body strained with the effort of trying to expel him from her body, but not only was he firmly lodged in her lower intestines, he was continuing to push his way in. Her intestines had to realign to accommodate him. The thin tissue inside the abdominal cavity that held her intestines in place began to tear. It felt as if she had swallowed broken glass and it was tearing her up inside.
She cried and then dry heaved what little else she had left in her system. Her whole body shook and perspired with immense exertion. Her asshole was split, her hip bones were bending, her organs were being poked and moved. It was worse than being stabbed. It was more like she was stabbed, and inside of her the sword exploded into tiny shards.
For fifteen minutes she screamed and bucked, but the man continued his relentless push into her bowels. When he finally succeeded in stuffing her completely with his monstrous cock, he then began grinding slowly in and out. She was teased with the relief sensation of feeling his cock slide out of her body, but then torture her again by ramming it back in. Over and over he fucked her ass, slowly and deliberately, enjoying her spasms, tears, and labored breathing.
But eventually she could handle the pain. She forced herself to breath. She spread her ass cheeks as much as she could. She would be strong. She knew he couldn't kill her doing this, and she hoped that eventually he would satisfy himself.
“Well, bitch. How do you like your ass fuck?”
“It.. UGHH hurts.. you, monster. EUUGHHHH.”
“Well that's too bad, because you still have to eat my shit anyway.”
“Isn't this enough? EEEAAAAAAGHHHH OW OW Ahhhhhhh... please, you've done enough...”
“I don't care what you think. You're gonna eat that shit, or this finger gets it,” he threatened while holding her middle finger on her right hand. The first two fingers still hurt, even through the pain of the inhumane sodomy she was enduring.
“I can't.... I can't,” she blubbered, knowing that she still couldn't stop him. Nothing she did or said changed anything. She laid there and braced herself for the upcoming torture.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH EEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!”
The middle finger was larger than the other fingers, and the tendons and ligaments holding in place were considerably stronger. But with steady, slow pressure, he eventually bent the whole finger back in about 2 minutes. Gabriella screamed her head off the whole time.
“No more.. please, I'll do it. I'll eat it. Please don't hurt me anymore. Ahhhh huuuuuh uuuuhhh,” she sobbed and cried so hard that she couldn't see through the tears. He had beaten her. She was his bitch. She would do whatever he told her.
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