Chapter 2

The 3 guys and the girl didn’t even complete 2 weeks of the Court ordered rehab. They were on the streets (thankfully) and getting high again, right back in their old stomping grounds.

I found them easily. I just looked where the other scumbag vagrant bums hung out. I approached them as a new ‘resident’ from a distant city, regaling them with details of a train-hopping trip that I had watched on yoo-toob, and then I invited them back to my ‘new digs’ for a little party. I had bought 12 ‘hits’ of heroin, make that 97% pure heroin, and a bag of needles, so as soon as they saw the party favors they were all-in. I didn’t reveal the uncut purity of the drug.

Money was no object. Dad’s insurance, the sale of my parents house, and 2.5 Million dollars of the money we were gifted through the “For the love of Kristin” gofundus sat in my account. Mom had insurance that was paying for her nursing facility.

I took them to an old pork processing facility that I had leased a couple weeks ago. It was mostly abandoned, and way out on the fringe of town.

Tying the four almost comatose scumbags up was easy. They were high as fuck and limp as dish rags. Stripping off their clothing was easy, because I just cut it away with EMT shears. They wouldn’t be needing it ever again anyway. The Narcan injections had them puking and cussing within moments. I left them laying naked in the small concrete room until the next day.

When I returned, they were sick and agitated. Also covered in piss, shit, and puke. I opened the heavy steel door and entered the room with a 1.5-inch fire hose, and ‘cleaned them up a bit’. I took special care with Barbara, being sure to direct the powerful thick solid stream onto and into her pussy and ass. Mostly for the pain it caused, but also to clean her for what I was going to do to her later. I told her I would not stop unless she stood up, and when she complied about 2 quarts of water gushed from her cunt and asshole where it had been forced at 90psi.

Shit-bag 1 This was the guy identified to have taken Kristin’s vaginal virginity. That which she held as the most important thing a young woman could protect and cherish. He had also spit in her face as he tore it from her, and told her that she was now just an unlovable slut that needed to kill herself and save the world another whining bitch. It was his DNA the autopsy determined to have fertilized the ovum that had been growing in her womb for 3 weeks when she was killed. I guess in a sick way she had gotten what she always wanted. Her virginity went to the father of her child.

I told SB1 to stand up, but he refused. I walked over to him calmly and kicked him square in the mouth. I felt the crunch of facial and nasal bones breaking, teeth breaking, and watched as his lips and nose immediately poured blood out onto the floor from his nostrils and the busted holes around his mouth.

“Jesus dude,” Barbara shouted, “what’s your deal? Why are you doing this dude?”

I fixed her with an icy stare, “Because I am Kristin’s brother. She meant everything to me. She was all that was good in me. And you four took her from me. Now there is only the evil and violence that she kept me from becoming.”

Barbara had turned white and began trembling as I revealed my identity. And after I finished my evil spiel, she passed smooth out. Her head made a satisfying ‘schlock’ sound as it smacked the concrete floor. I wondered if she had cracked her skull, but didn’t check cause I didn’t care.

I used the hose on SB1 again for a few minutes, washing a little of the blood away. I then told him again to stand up. This time he glanced at my worn but heavy steel toed boots and struggled to his feet. “Face the wall shit-bag.” I told him.

He spun and wobbled to keep his balance as the chain was pulled up and tightened. He yelled louder and louder as he first bent forward, then had his arms pulled up behind him to the extreme. He was 4’ off the floor when his shoulder joints finally gave way and twisted out of socket. His screams were agonizing and loud. I enjoyed them immensely. I lowered him back down until his heels just touched the floor, then moved on.

Shit-bag 2 Having watched SB1 get his face kicked in, SB2 rose as quickly as possible when I told him to. I was disappointed to be honest. But I also knew he had been the one to cave during interrogation by the police. He was the one who provided the most information, and the most DETAILED information. Again, I had him face the wall and moved behind him, clipping a length of ¼ inch steel chain to his handcuff chain with a steel carabiner. I hooked the other end of the chain to another winch cable and pressed the button on its remote. He spun and wobbled to keep his balance as the chain was pulled up and tightened. He yelled louder and louder as he first bent forward, then had his arms pulled up behind him to the extreme. I left him standing, bent over, in this awkward and painful position.

Shit-bag 3 This guy was the ‘anal cherry-master’. His words, not mine. He had also been the one to dump my sister’s body in the garbage bin behind the Arby’s. After the guy HE brought into the mix had brutally killed her.

Feeling cheated by SB2, I grabbed the chain and walked over to SB3. Without a word I immediately just kicked him as he watched me approach. The steel toe of my boot smashed into his upper lip, breaking all his front teeth and the bones surrounding them, and sinking 2 - 3 inches into his mouth. My second kick smashed his nose and broke his cheek bone. One of his eyes bulged out like it might pop from its socket at any moment.

I leaned over him, clipping his length of ¼ inch steel chain to his handcuff chain. The echo of the heavy steel carabiner clicking into place made the now awake and alert Barbara flinch noticeably. I hooked the other end of SB3’s chain to his winch cable and pressed the button on its remote. His naked unconscious body slid across the rough floor, creating some really nice ‘road rash’.

When he had reached the proper place, just below the winch, I allowed his arms to be pulled up to the point he couldn’t use them for any leverage. Then left him there.

Barbara I then turned to Barbara. I motioned to her and pointed at a spot between myself and the trussed up SB’s. “Over here. NOW. Kneel facing your co-killers.”

She moved as quickly as she could to comply. Evidently fearing for her face. She knelt on her knees and faced her friends. Tears rolling down her acne scars and fresh red pimples, a common skin condition of junkies. She sobbed and cried out at the echo when I clipped in her chain and attached it to the winch. I then removed some of the slack, but not all of it. Yet. “So, you are the nasty ass bitch who rapes little girls. You like to sell them to pimps and sex slavers.” She tried to shake her head and deny what I was saying.

“Shut up bitch! If you speak without permission, I will cut your pussy licking tongue out.” She broke down. Crying and sobbing and blubbering. I laughed as a snot bubble the size of a cantaloupe appeared out of her nose and popped.

Reminded me of Patrick Swayze in the original Red Dawn. One of Kristins favorite action movies, and 1000% better than the piece of shit remake in the 2000’s. I allowed my anger over the ruination of good movies to please libtard PC younger folks to wash over me unchecked. Getting angry and just letting it happen felt ... Well ... FUCKING FANTASTIC. I was going to do this more often.

“Answer me scum cunt. You like holding girls down and making them eat your nasty ugly filthy twat? You get off on young girls and their pain?”

She looked up at me. “Yes.” Then ducked her head again, “I do. I’m a lesbian, I like girls. Young girls. I never even had a guy in me. Just girls and their little fingers. I didn’t hurt your sister, I only squatted over her and then she just ate me, I came and even thanked her.”

I saw red. This little dyke had raped my sister’s mouth and now she was suggesting Kristin liked it? Not to mention wanting to sell Kristin into prostitution or sex slavery. I slapped her so hard she fell over sideways, the chain causing her arms to pivot her and her ass to rotate skyward. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to her knees again. Then I pressed my hand between her shoulder blades and hit the button on the winch, pulling her arms upward and forcing her face into the concrete floor.

I freed my cock, stroked it to near full hardness and used the KY to lube it so I didn’t get a bad chafe. The SB’s eyes all bugged out when they saw it. SB2 actually gasped a little in shock. Barbara didn’t have a clue, she was facing the other way, and crying her eyes out.

Then without any preamble, I knelt and grabbed her by her skinny ass cheeks, spreading them lewdly and forcefully until even her cunt lips opened to reveal the tiny pink hole inside. Then I spit in that hole a couple times, placed the lube dripping tip of my cock against it, and shoved. I slowly and forcefully shoved the entire 12 inches up her tiny nasty virgin twat, ripping her labia in several places, tearing away what was left of her hymen, and smashing past her cervix all the way into the back of her vagina. Her cunt fought me the entire way. Tightening like a vise and trying to stop my invasion. Tissues refusing to stretch and tearing, filling her cunt tube the entire length with what would be called ‘stretch marks’ if they were on her belly. And some actual tearing of her vaginal walls as well. Blood ran freely down her thighs and my balls from her torn labia and taint, dripping on the floor between her knees. My cock pushed against the back wall of her cock hole, painfully elongating it and pushing it upward into her abdomen. Her outer labia were ‘pulled’ inward as her cunt tried to fold in on itself. It was a bit painful on the head of my cock, but this wasn’t about pleasure.

She screamed like I was gutting her with a rusty dull spoon. She was in agony. She locked up and just let out a long loud grunting moan for what seemed like minutes. My cock got harder.

I leaned in over her when she stopped making racket. “This is what I prefer Barbara. See, I like girls too. I really like tight pussy a LOT. Relax bitch. This ain’t no biggie. I’m just gonna ‘get off’ on you like you did my sister. Nothing bad, Right? You probably will even enjoy it, and I hope it is just as much as my sister enjoyed being raped and forced to lick this fuck hole.” I pulled out and rammed back in with all my might, the pain at the tip of my cock holding back any pleasure from this otherwise tight and gripping cunt. She screamed again. So, I rammed again. And she screamed again. Repeated over and over until I FINALLY started to feel my cum rising.

I leaned over her, “I’m gonna cum soon. But not in your nasty ugly ruined torn up cunt. You’re gonna open that mouth of yours, suck the head of my cock, and swallow every fucking drop. If you spill any of it, I will beat your ass with a broom handle until you get it all licked up and swallowed. If you bite me, I will pull your fucking teeth out with pliers. And if you don’t open your mouth, I will shove this cock into your asshole to the balls and cum there.” I grabbed her hair and yanked back, shoving into her as deep as possible. “Do you hear me you fucking dyke slut?” She nodded, or I think so, maybe it was just my pounding into her ruined twat.

I hit the plane, and jerked out of her. I then quickly moved to her face. She opened her mouth wide as I shoved 3 inches inside. “Look at me fuck pig.” As she opened her eyes, I shoved. Hard. Ramming all 12 inches down her tight gullet and into her esophagus. The spasms felt awesome on my cock as I fucked her throat with short 3 or 4 inch strokes. The corners of her mouth had ripped a little as the wide base of my cock stretched them open. But somehow her teeth never made contact with my cock that much. I think her lips were forced into her mouth and just folded over her teeth. Grabbing some hair and an ear in each hand, I gripped hard and twisted. Pulling her onto and off of my cock as I felt it swell and my balls sucked up in my sack.

She choked and spasmed and her throat muscles and esophagus milked my cock. I came. A lot. And kept on stroking as she tried to expel my hard invader.

I finally pulled out and waited for her to react in some way, but she just gasped for air for a few minutes. I guess my girth in her small size neck didn’t leave room for her trachea to remain open. She had to hold her breath until I was done. Well, not hold her breath, more like just be deprived of breath. As she slowed her heaving for air, I grabbed her chin and made her look at me. I also shot a look at SB2 who was watching with his mouth hanging open in shock.

Winking at SB2, I told Barbara, “God damn you little slut. You’re a natural cock sucker aren’t you? You have a fucking talented mouth on you. Swallow daddy’s juice all down now, it’s good for you baby. Shit fire bitch. You made me cum so hard it caused my asshole to cramp up. We gotta do this again later. I’m gonna love having you around.”

She looked at me with genuine terror as she recognized her own words. SB2 also looked like he wanted to die. (all in good time SB2)

I stood and used an old towel to clean off my cock and balls. I would shower later. Then I pressed Barbara’s button and she slowly rose, using her hands to grip the chain, until she was standing. I took another foot or so out of the length, and she had to let go. Now she stood as SB2, bent over and unable to go anywhere.

I walked out and got my duct tape then returned. I taped around their heads, covering their mouths. “Y’all keep the noise to a minimum, okay. I gotta go get some refreshment.” I laughed as I slammed the heavy door and locked it.

About an hour later I returned. Mom had always said I liked to keep a clean room, so cleanup was the first order of business. I pulled a regular garden hose into the room, tipped with a 6” brass tapered ‘old style fire hose’ nozzle. I had installed a short 12” extender with a shut off valve.

SB2 was my first victim. I walked behind him, spraying him from head to toe, especially his wide-open ass crack. Then I leaned closer and spoke, “I’m gonna ask you some questions in a little while, and you better tell me the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I know some of what you are to answer, and a single lie will cause you more agony than you can comprehend.” I reached back, “Let’s be sure there is no chance of you being ‘full of shit’ when you answer me. Shall we?”

I shoved the 6” nozzle and about 3” of the hose in his ass, then opened the little valve slowly. He groaned out loudly as the cool tap water began to fill his guts. When his belly was looking pregnant, and he was sweating to keep from screaming out in pain, I shut the valve and pulled the nozzle out with a jerk. Brown water shot 3 feet out of his ass, landing on the concrete behind him. I waited until he evacuated everything, then shoved the nozzle back in. Three times it took before the water came out clear. “That will do until tomorrow morning.” I told him. I sprayed the floor and walked behind the others. “Next?”

SB3 was actually already chosen. I rammed the nozzle in his asshole and shove 10” or so up his shitter. Then I twisted the valve open quickly. He screamed in agony, and my cock got hard. I let him fill until I thought I heard something audibly stretching inside him. His belly looked like he was 10 months pregnant with twins. I shut the valve and stepped in front of his face. “I am the real life ‘Anal Cherry MASTER’. Before I am done with you, your ass will take a 2-liter soda bottle and have room for another dick. You are going to suffer, and my cock will get harder with every scream you make.” And I jerked the nozzle out as roughly as I could.

Shit and water and a little blood fired out in a stream almost twice as far as SB2 had shot. I told him, “He beat your anal squirt record SB2. We gotta work on your game man.”

I overfilled his colon and intestines three more times until the water was clear. Then used toe 1.5-inch fire hose to wash the floor and his ass crack. I shot SB2 with it while I was at it. Laughing as the stream caused his ass hole to dilate open about the size of a quarter. I considered using the big hose in SB3’s ass, but decided to do that another day.

I moved to SB1 and just rammed the small nozzle up his ass, along with 8” or so of hose. Opened the nozzle, and walked over to Barbara. I spread her cheeks and examined her opened and raw cunt. Dried blood was stuck everywhere, and I couldn’t tell where her injuries were for the dried smeared blood.

I walked out to the other room, returning with some dish soap, a toilet brush, and undiluted alcohol in a spray bottle. I slathered her crotch with the dish soap.

I pulled the nozzle out of the wailing SB1, and didn’t even note the distance his ass ejected the liquid. Didn’t care anymore. I used the smaller hose to wet the dish soap and rubbed it all over Barbara’s ass and pussy, being sure to use two fingers and get it up inside her holes real good. Pussy to clean it, and asshole for a little lubrication on the nozzle. The returned the nozzle to SB1’s anal chute and opened the valve. His grunt and moaning turned to screaming after a few minutes as his belly distended grotesquely. I yanked the nozzle out of his now raw anus, and shoved it into his opened mouth. He recoiled a bit as he realized where it was, where it had been, and what the shitty taste on his tongue was. But I held his head firm and he couldn’t spit it out. Shoving harder, I made him swallow around 10” into his gullet and turned on the valve for a full 30 seconds. Stepping aside, I let him puke up the contents of his stomach. Then hosed his face off. I then did tie whole shitter rinse & repeat until his ass ran clear water out, and left him there.

Three cleaned out digestive systems. This was too much like work.

With all the male SB’s taken care of, now it was time to tend to Barbara some more. First, I re-rinsed her crotch and ass a little to wet up the dish soap. Then I used the toilet brush to scrub the blood from her pussy and ass, hardening as she squealed from the rough scratching of the bristles. I had a devious idea, and had to act on it. “How is our pussy feeling today?” I asked her. “Is it still hurting?” I plunged three soapy fingers into her sore cunt, and roughly wiggled and probed the inside of her recently stretched out vaginal passage. She groaned loudly and winced, fighting to keep from crying out or crying. That would never do. I added a little more dish soap and water mix to lubricate things, and shoved four fingers into her stretched bruised twat, and stuck my thumb in her asshole just for good measure. Almost but not quite. She gritted her teeth and groaned very loudly, but no scream or cry.

“I can’t quite get in there far enough to check your other boo-boo’s sweetie.” I said mockingly. “Wait, I know. Never mind. I have a way to check it.”

Pulling my hand back and folding my thumb to my palm, I grasped her hip and shoved in hard. She did scream out and twist and buck, but the ring of her tight cunt opening was now wrapped around my wrist. Her internal muscles spasmed and gripped my hand tightly. I was gonna have to do something about that or my circulation might get restricted. I slowly made a fist inside her, then began to rotate my fist and slowly shove inward. I felt her cervix. Extending my pointer and index fingers I rubbed all around it, exploring and feeling for the opening. It was pretty defined. Making a fist again, I punched inward until I felt the back wall of her cum purse. I pressed onward, elongating and stretching it as far as I could. Not getting all the way elbow deep due to the thickness of my forearm. “This would be better if a girl was doing it.” I told her. “Girls have smaller forearms and can get deeper.” I gave up after a few minutes and pulled out of her. Keeping my fist clenched to enjoy another cream and it popped through her overstretched and torn opening. More blood came out with it.

Picking up the hose, I stuck 12” of it inside her. When I opened the valve, water didn’t immediately come out. But shortly it was flooding out easily as fast as it went in. “WOW!” I exclaimed rudely to the room, and to nobody in particular. “That twat is so loose it won’t even hold water now. Just imagine folks, another 2 weeks of this and she won’t be able to keep it shut.” I laughed loudly as she bawled and cried, “Maybe a drag queen with big tits and an elephant cock will be able to service you and feel some friction. Who knows?”

I took great pleasure in shoving the nozzle up her tiny shit hole, repeatedly flooding and rinsing until well past her being cleaned out.

Stepping back, I picked up the big hose. I used it mercilessly to spray asses, dickies, pussies, bodies, faces, and the floor. And when I thought thing were clean enough, I cut off the water and removed my clothing.

Naked, I walked to Barbara. “Time to DE-virginize you once and for all.” I said with a cruel laugh. “Down we go cum dumpster.” Then I lowered her until her knees were on the floor and she was bent forward with her head on the concrete. I grabbed the lube and used it to coat my hand and her ass. She tried clenching her skinny cheeks, but they didn’t provide any cover to her tiny reddened pucker.

Not caring to waste time, I just started with three fingers. She threw her head back and screamed out as I jammed them as deep as possible and started roughly gouging them into her. After about 4 minutes of this, I added the fourth finger and rammed in until her swollen rim pressed hard into the web of my thumb. I fucked in and out, twisting and wiggling the fingers. Then added my thumb in her fuck hole and grabbed her like a six pack. I lifted her almost off her knees a few times. She was ready.

“Time to lose that ass cherry bitch.” and I positioned my hard cock to her gaping shit hole. “Get ready!” I told her as I seated the head against it, feeling her asshole sort of ‘chewing’ at me as it spasmed. I slammed into her a good 7 inches. “Hey Loo- See, I’m HOME. You got some scream-ing to do.” I shoved again, harder, and felt the curve of her colon transition as it straightened over the head of my cock.

She was bucking like a bronco, trying to twist sideways, buckling her knees to try to dip her pelvis and make me slide out of her ass. I grabbed her by the back of her hair and pressed down at her shoulders, then used my other hand to grip her hip as I shoved and hunched as far into her as I could press. The screams were deafening as her never penetrated undersized anal opening was blown out to the size of a coke can. I continued to grind and rotate in her guts, enjoying the screams more than the fucking.

“Jesus girl, you are the worst fuck of my life. It’s gonna take me forever to finish. Guess you’ll just have to bear with me for a while.” And I laughed loudly as she wailed and begged, blubbering stupid shit about the drugs, and telling me she was all sorry and shit. Blood ran down her thighs and my balls, dripping on the floor and making rather copious puddles. But I wasn’t worried, I had some I.V.’s to replace fluids if she bled too much. Had to keep her alive for a couple more weeks after all.

I fucked her slow. Deep. Painfully. Making sure to stretch her out and enhance every little twinge of pain. This wasn’t about sex, it was about the torture and painful humiliation of my sister’s rapist.

Unfortunately, I didn’t last a whole hour ... for HER that is. After an hour and a half of reaming out her no longer virgin shitter, I gave up and pulled out. When I stood, my knees hurt even though I was using her pillow from her bed roll to kneel on. I had to figure out a better way.

Still hard, and now wanting to cum, I thought up a perfect plan. Applying KY to my hand again, I probed under her obscenely gaping asshole which was leaking blood from at least three torn places on the rim. I shoved into her loose and slack twat, seeking that little knob from earlier. Bullseye. It was easy to find. But harder to penetrate.

I forced my middle finger into the tiny opening. It was kinda like forcing your finger into half hardened modeling clay. She didn’t scream at that. She just arched her back, threw her head back, and tried to suck in air with her muscles all paralyzed. Her face turned a deep purplish red, her neck veins distended, and her eyes bulged in their sockets kike they were going to pop out and roll across the floor. And her eyes ... they turned a dark red color as the tiny vessels began to burst.

It knew that it was common for the ‘red eye’ to occur when very small children were anally raped, but I never heard of it happening in older people. Guess I wasn’t well read.

Ramming into her womb and stretching the opening of her cervix, I soon was able to add a second finger. She could kinda suck in air between her body writhing and twitching in pain. When I could, I added a finger. Pulling and pushing. Spreading them apart. Grasping her inside with fingers, and outside with my thumb, and smashing the tissue as I pulled on it hard. I considered just ripping it out, but decided to forego that idea. At least for a couple weeks.

Pulling my fingers from her cervix, I removed my arm from her bloody fuck bag. I could clearly see her cervical opening now, and it was open about the size of a quarter. I took my super hard cock, dripping with my pre-cum, and slowly shoved into her. Seeking that opening. With the tip lined up, I pressed carefully until the bulbous head of my cock slipped through. Then I pulled her hips as I shoved as far as I could into her womb. The sensation was AWESOME. And I just held it in there until she could breathe, then stop screaming, and then calm enough for me to speak to her.

“Answer me slut, or I’ll shove my arm up your ass too.” “Whaaat?” she groaned. “Are you on birth control?” “NO!” She grunted loudly. Likely thinking maybe I wouldn’t cum in her. “When was your last period?” “What?” I rammed three fingers in her ass and shouted again. “I said, when was the last time your nasty cunt bled?” She took a minute and answered, “Two weeks or so.” Then asked, “WHY?”

I started stroking into her. “Because I’m gonna knock your skanky ass up with my baby, THAT’S WHY!”

“NOOOOO!!!” She wailed. “YESSS!!!” I shouted back as I flexed my cock in her. “PLEASE!?!?” She cried loudly as I began to move inside her. “Don’t do this! I don’t want to get pregnant you bastard!” She bucked even more wildly than before, twisting and trying to dislodge my cock. I reared back and punched her at the base of her neck where her cervical vertebra meet her thoracic. “NEITHER DID MY SISTER YOU FUCKING SKANK BITCH!!! BUT YOU DIDN’T CARE, DID YOU!?!? YOU AND YOUR LITTLE GANG OVER THERE KIDNAPPED HER, RAPED HER, SOLD HER TO BE RAPED BY OTHER SHIT-BAGS, AND THEN MURDERED HER!!!!”

I fucked into her deep and violently, slamming into her uterus. And then I continued my venting while still using her like a rubber sex toy to stimulate my impending ejaculation.

“Your slimy worthless scum accomplice over there RAPED a baby into her that didn’t even get to begin growing before that other meat sack recruited a murdering ni**er to kill her.”

I slammed her some more, knocking her breath out. Causing her to wail and cry. Her tears making my cock throb and bringing me closer to my orgasm.

“Hate me all you want. Wish me dead. Cuss me. Curse me. But know one thing for certain, EVERYTHING that I do to you four is DIRECTLY due to your own actions. You MURDERED the only person on this planet who gave me reason to be merciful or caring. Without her ... YOU GET THE DEMON I REALLY AM!!!”

I fucked her brutally and without mercy. Slamming into her and feeling the joy of her agony. And after 15 minutes or so, I shouted to her, “Here it comes you dyke slut! My cum is going to fill your womb and make you pregnant! You’re gonna have a MAN’S baby growing in you like you are supposed to! Put there by a MAN’S cock, just like every other cunt is supposed to!!!” And then I was cumming. I accented my thick spurts with words and violent hard thrusts. “TAKE. MY. CUM. YOU. WORTHLESS. ASS. FUCKING. DYKE. FUCKING. BITCH. Yeeaaahhhhh!!!!”

She fell limp, resting on her head against the floor, hanging by her chaffed bleeding wrists, and held up by my hard cock buried in her bored out previously unused baby factory. Now she would get another shock. Something many many of my previous fuck toys didn’t think possible. After catching my breath, I started humping and thrusting my still hard cock into her again. I fucked her another 5 minutes and just grunted as she felt my cock pulsing and my thick jizz splashing hotly inside her. Again I rested a couple minutes. And yet again I fucked her for 5 or 10 minutes before unloading another thick dose into her.

Picking her up with my arm around her throat and my still hard cock in her belly, I unhooked the winch from her cuffs. I then laid her flat on her belly on the hard floor.

I pulled out slowly when my hardness flagged a bit, keeping her cervix plugged as long as I could. She just laid there sobbing and shaking. I walked quickly to the other room and grabbed two items, then returned. One item I used to lower the winch so I had slack in the chain. The other item I clasped around her ankles. It was ‘leg irons’. Kinda like bigger handcuffs, but with a longer chain between. I then clipped the carabiner to the leg chain and pressed the button on the winch.