But the pain did not die, only moved away from its source, creeping up her spine, threatening to split her in half. She thought she might actually die if he did not stop soon. Her heart was racing faster than it ever had the two times in her life she had taken speed. It felt like it might stop at any minute, and it would for sure if the sensation in her body got any more intense. She stopped moving her ass and removed her hand from her cunt, which was all she could do to reduce her level of stimulation.
“You want me to touch your pussy, don’t you,” Ramon said with perfectly measured breaths.
“No … You’ll kill me!” Virginia cried.
“Well, all right!” Ramon chuckled. “That’s what I plan to do anyway!”
It couldn’t be! she thought. Mark wouldn’t want that! But she had not believed it would go any further at every step. Was this it, the end of her life, raped in the ass and then killed by this evil Chicano? The thought made her temporarily insane. She wailed at the top of her lungs and thrust her ass back at Ramon with all her might, hoping to unhorse him. This accomplished nothing but a deeper penetration than before, which made her feel like she needed to shit so badly that she thought she actually was shitting.
“Hey I’s just kiddin’ baby,” said Ramon, giggling, panting, the first signs of arousal he had given her. “Whoa, that’s good!”
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” she grunted, now moving her hips side to side to try for a lateral escape. Each time she moved it brought on a searing pulse of sensation, strong sensation, which was not completely painful but which she refused to admit was pleasure.
“That’s right, baby! I done speared me a big piece of yo’ shit.”
He wasn’t kidding; she could smell it.
“It’s coatin’ all over my dick! I hope you liked what you ate, cause you gonna taste it again.”
She looked back at him wide-eyed, her face contorted into a ghastly grimace. She was snorting like a pig, each exhale a little high-pitched scream. He had already put a shitty dick in her mouth. Though she no longer feared murder, she knew that the taste of her own shit, on his cock, was one of the next things she would experience for the first time. She gagged at the thought, and against her will her eyes wandered down to the point of entry. Ramon’s cock was coated with shiny, dark brown shit and was slowly disappearing back up her asshole.
“Or maybe I’ll just wipe it off on your face and tits. I don’t know. Depends on how good you fuck me.”
“I’m … not … fucking … you … You’re … fucking …”
“I know, baby, that’s the problem. If you don’t start helpin’ me out I’m gonna need a nice blowjob to finish me off.”
“H-How!?” she grunted, the word finishing off in a howl as Ramon picked up speed again.
“How what, baby?”
“How … aaah! should … I …. FUCK! … fuck … youOOOOH!?”
“Oh. Okay. You want to know how to fuck me?”
“Y, y, yhesssssss……”
“Well first,” Ramon said, driving his prick to the hilt in her rectum, “What you gotta do is, push back when I push in. Then when I’m all the way in, push like you’re trying to shit. Do that now.” It was no problem for Virginia at that moment to strain her muscles like she was trying to take the shit of the century. Her anus clamped down on Ramon’s cock like a vise.
“Oh that’s good!” he exclaimed, beginning to withdraw. “Now keep that up.” He began to fuck her in slow, deep strokes, and each stroke she complied with his demands. She pushed her whole ass back while he was pushing in, and as he pulled out she tried to shit him out. She was rewarded with a chorus of guttural moans of pleasure from her rapist.
“Okay, now,” he said, catching his breath. “Keep doing that, but I want you to look back at me and smile.”
What followed was an Oscar performance. Naturally Virginia’s face was as snarled up as it could possibly be. But maintaining the motions and flexions of her ass, she concentrated hard and made the tension leave the muscles of her face. Catching herself at the moment she relaxed, she set a tight, hard smile on her mouth and turned her head. Her eyes were as crazy as crazy could be.
“Oh yeah, baby!” Ramon shouted. “Now tell me you want it harder. Ask me to fuck you in the ass hard.”
“Fuck …” Virginia was cut short, lost her breath at a particularly violent stab from Ramon. “Eeeeeeggggaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhgggoh! FUCK!” she squealed. “FUCK ME HARD!” She could hear the sound of her own revulsion distorting the three syllables, as she screamed them at the top of her lungs.
Ramon began to fuck her so hard and fast that she could hardly tell whether he was in or out of her ass. There was just a constant, a building, stressing, splitting, painful pressure, like a ball of shit and agony and humiliation that growing from her anus, growing inside of her, replacing what she used to be with itself. It was not as bad as before. Her screams fell mute. Instead of following Ramon’s technique, she began to wiggle and roll her ass like before, and now each sharp adjustment of his cock brought a spate of undeniable pleasure to her pussy. She was beginning to almost like it when everything stopped all at once. Ramon’s cock came springing out of her ass with a loud pop.
The last thing she would have expected happened to Virginia: she wanted it back in there. The cavernous, hungry, sore, aching feeling he had left seemed worse than anything she had felt from the sodomy itself. But she would not beg. Instead of re-embuggering her as she wished, he crawled around to her face. She could smell a strong scent of asshole on his dick, the shit having rubbed together with her rectal mucus, which was dripping like pussy juice, and Ramon’s copious precum, and both of their sweat.