The Degradation of Terry - Sex Stories

The Degradation of Terry

... little puckered asshole. I start rubbing it with my thumb. "Have you ever done anal?" She looks back and responds "no, and I don't like being touched there." I don't really give a fuck what she likes and doesn't. I keep fucking her and spit down on her asshole and keep rubbing. Her pussy feels great and I start to feel ready to cum. This is my favorite part of my films. Everything up to this point is setting the scene, starting the build up. I start to pump furiously and my grunts get louder. "You fucking little cum bucket, you want my fucking cum!?" She doesn't answer. "I'm going to pump you full of cum you stupid piece of shit." I start cumming so with one hand I grab her hair and violently pull her head back towards me. "Hey!" she yells. With my other hand I make a fist and punch the back of her head with it. Her whole body tenses and I can feel her pussy tightening around my cock. I start spraying cum deep inside her. I punch her again causing her to yell and say "what the fuck! let go of me!" I hit her again. I' still spraying cum inside her and yelling "fuck you, you fucking cunt! This is all you're good for!" She's recovers from her initial shock of getting hit and start twisting her body away from me. I let go of her hair and she tries to hit me with her hands. I roll off of her and she panicks and tries to get off the bed in an attempt to increase the distance between us. I quickly stand off the bed and meet up with her just as she is standing up off the floor. I'm ...

... a pretty big guy, and she's a tiny, skinny waif who doesn't work out. So when I push her she collapses back to the floor. I straddle her body. I twist my body away and then twist back bringing my whole body weight behind my punch. The force whips her head away and the sound of my fist crashing into her face is very loud. I keep punching her face, forcing her head from one side to another. She's screaming, feebly trying to block my punches with her arms. She might as well have left them at her sides for all the good they're doing. The sound of each blow is like a mallet whacking into a side of meat. The camera captures all of this. After a good twenty punches I stop. I'm sweating from the strain, but she's much worse for wear. Her face has already started bruising, her nose is smashed and bleeding, and she's missing a couple of teeth. Her sobs are only interrupted by heaves and coughing noises as she chokes on saliva and blood. I reposition myself lower on her body so I can see her tits. I grab what I can of each of those saggy, itty bitty titties with a hand and twist as hard as I can. Her face grimaces at the pain and her mouth starts moaning a non-human noise. I get up and go the dresser where I keep a lot of the tools of my work. I open it up and grab a whip. I walk over to Terry's prone body, and tower over her for a few seconds. I can see her eyes, surrounded by bruised flesh, staring up at me with a pleading, begging light. She coughs, spitting out a little blood and I ...