Melanie gasped and I could see her hands flailing beneath me, between her legs, as she fought against the urge to use them to try and stop me, to get me to pull out. She was such a good girl, so committed to making me happy. I couldn't imagine what suffering she was going through as I stretched her ring beyond her imagination, yet she was able to control her instincts and let me have what I want from her. Nearly as soon as it had begun, it was over as my bulbous tip disappeared within her rectum and her anus was able to shrink, if ever so slightly, around my hardened shaft. I could see tears running over the bridge of her nose as she lie there with her head turned. I fought the urge to withdraw as well, as I knew the pain of my being inside her was nothing compared to the pain she would feel at disappointing me, knowing that she couldn't pleasure me whenever, where ever, how ever I desired. "Breath, baby." I said to her, stroking her back gently as I held still inside her, allowing her to adjust to my size. Melanie didn't speak, but she did nod her head as she tried taking deeper breaths, but the pain was excrutiating, impeding her efforts to relax. Normally, her moans could include pleasure with her pain, but at the moment, there was no pleasure to be had from her as she tried to shut off the part of her brain that registered pain. I held my position until she began getting her breathing under control, then I pressed half an inch deeper. Her eyes bulged and she cried out as the thin tissue of her rectum was instantly stretched to capacity like two hands fetish yanking on opposite ends of a paper towel. I wanted to continue this pace for eternity until she could take me in my japan entirety, but another problem arose. Do to the lack of movement and the constricting nature of her sphincter, I was starting to lose my erection. I had to step up the pace of things or risk getting too limp and being asian force out of her, but she wasn't going to like it. "I'm sorry, Mel." I said apologetically before pushing more of myself into her, still slowly, but continuously now. Melanie began crying out loud now. Her tender japanese hole being forcibly gaped beyond her ability to cope. She lost her battle with her hands and they immediately came out from under her, grasping at my thighs, desperate to push back. She began shaking her head, crying it was 'too much', begging me to pull out. I immediately thought back to our first session back in her bedroom. Back to when I was worried about pushing her vows to the limit of their meaning. Now was that moment, the moment where I would put those words to the test and find out if her body, her holes really did belong to me or if it was, just 'talking dirty'. I pushed deeper and deeper. I grabbed her by the wrists, wrenching them from my thighs and used them as reins to keep her from getting away. I needed to speak to her, to appeal to her submissive nature. I needed to distract her from the pain. "This is MY hole, whore, or have you forgotten so quickly that you gave it to me?" I said, my voice cold, commanding. "You asked me to hurt you, I told you I was going to hurt you and now, you're going to hurt, badly, and it's not going to stop until I'm satisfied." Something blowjob clicked within Melanie. She was still crying, but she heard what I said, she remembered what she had said. If her words were to mean anything to me, then she had to back them up with action right now. She did the only thing she could do at the moment. One of them reached down, and pulled my japanese hood from my head, and all of their expressions widened. “Wow, that’d not something you see blowjob every fetish day,” Rachel exclaimed. "Hello? I take a few more sips of my drink and turn to Brad. His load was so big that one squirt covered her whole face and neck. The maximum six of them hunt with him at the moment. I just stared. I’m going to m-” In excitement? George left the room and Felicia came over, pulled the sheet off and stared at my long cold hard dick pointing toward the asian sky. It felt real good according to her. I look over and see what time it is I groaned, my fingers clenching. What you have in mind. Whatever Nicole wanted this or not, it was clear he thought he was doing something on her japan behalf.