Even more terrifying was that Anthony had taken it a step further by adding several inch long stiffer spikes which protruded straight out from its tip, with an additional centralized spike half an inch longer which would penetrate the young girl's cervix. Erica shook her head unable to fathom words to comprehend how he could enjoy this abusiveness act, frowning as he moved her close to the rock slab. Helping her step into the harness before tightening it into place, Anthony gently grasped Erica's chin forcing her to meet his gaze. "Remember last week when we finished working out how to kidnap her?" He asked, Erica nodded knowing that he was referring to the merciless pounding he had given her afterwards. Anthony began nudging her until she started climbing onto the smooth stone, until she was laying between Annabelle's legs. Anthony reached out parting Annabelle's folds exposing her opening to Erica, who nervously moved the dildo into position biting her lower lip. Anthony forcefully pinched the head's spikes against one another, sex letting them slip unfelt into Annabelle who was barely conscious of her surroundings anymore. Erica pushed the smooth bulbous head into Annabelle's opening, stopping just before the first ring of spikes were about to penetrate, looking up with pleading eyes towards her husband's hardened glare. Whimpering in sympathy for the pain she could only imagine was in store for the helpless girl, Erica pushed forward forcing several rows of spikes into Annabelle's slit. While too tiny to tear flesh the spikes horribly scraped along her vaginal walls, out of fear Erica went slow unintentionally prolonging Annabelle's agony. Who desperately struggled against her restraints screaming in distress, looking up meeting Erica's apologetic eyes, who realized her mistake as she began forcefully thrusting harder. Until their pelvises slapped loudly together, as she drove the central spike right into Annabelle's cervix, while the rest pressed up along the outside crushing the flesh around the larger spike. Erica pulled all but the head out before slamming it back home, causing Annabelle to cry out but not all from pain. Anthony frowned unsure at first, but as Erica picked up a steady pace, the unmistakable sounds of moans could be heard between Annabelle's screams. Unable to fathom how or why the horrible scraping combine with the violent invasion and crushing of her cervix, was capable of producing such intense electric shocks that surged along her vaginal walls before collecting within her core, pushing Annabelle to a heighten state of ecstasy that made Anthony chuckle softly as he unclasped the ball-gag. Clamping his hand over Annabelle's mouth as her screams intensified, "stop screaming bitch," he ordered in a harsh tone, which took every vintage bit of Annabelle's willpower to manage. "You're enjoying this, aren't you bitch?" He asked teasingly, leaning over staring her in the eyes. "Answer me," he demanded when she remain quiet except her muffled crying, seeing shame within Annabelle's gaze as she nearly bit into her lower lip to keep from screaming. "Yes," Annabelle suddenly whimpered causing Erica to frown in disbelief, but unconsciously her pace quickened at seeing Annabelle rapidly approaching her limit. Anthony's cheeks were killing him from grinning so hard, as Annabelle was proving to be truly the perfect slave for his enjoyment. Suddenly Annabelle cried out as Erica tipped her over the edge, causing even worse pain as her vaginal walls begun constricting around the spiky invader, while her cervix tried to desperately suck its invader deeper within her. Erica quickly pulled out grateful that it was over as she crawled off the stone, unsure how she truly felt since Annabelle seemed to have enjoyed what had happened on some weird level that bothered her at not being able to understand how. He quickly cleaned up repacking his bag zipping it shut, before leading the dogs back out of the fence to be with their pack. "What about her?" Erica asked staring back at Annabelle as Anthony guided her towards the house, "if she's lucky, she'll make it to morning." He replied laughing softly forcefully pulling her into the house about to close the door behind them, but paused wanting to burn the sight into his mind. "Besides, after watching you destroy that bitch's cunt, I want some alone time with you." He laughed lustfully nearly dragging Erica up to their bedroom. Annabelle was completely wiped from her agonizing ordeal, quickly giving in to the blackness of sleep that called to her, managing to rest for about two hours before classic a vicious gust of wind blazed across her exposed flesh. Annabelle tried to jerk up from the initial shock to her system, panicking at finding herself shackled until the previous night's memories pushed through the haze of pain that was consuming both japanese her mind and body. Falling back against the stone Annabelle cried out, despair filling the once cheerful young girl that only saw the brighter things, now unable to see nothing but nightmarish fates. Bill pulled away classic letting it slide out. “Sure boss, if you are sure we won’t need it to clean vintage up any messes.” Charlie said. Kate following sex suit. My teeth ground together. I learned a lot with her. Why was he telling them this and what was he talking about? “This way, Becky, honey.” And he was trying to get her hooked on drugs, too. She juggled the cushion to her left arm, my dress still draped over her, and picked up the tiara. I mean, if you don't want me to fuck your pussy, I don't have to," he said, and started fingering her asshole japanese again, using his thumb to massage her gaping hole. In Brie’s world, however, it was more dramatic than she ever remembered. He picked up pace and was now slamming into her.