“Oh…ok”. “Noooooo…..please….dont..dont..dont….”, but like a tiny alligator, the clip snapped down on her tender bud, the short elastic twine dragging it up and straining to the top of the steel ring. It slowly entered her, pushing aside her dry tight cunt walls, centimetre by centimetre. As the biting had become more insistent and ferocious, Bernie had watched as she reared up, clawing her cheeks apart allowing the huge animal to thrust forward, slamming his entire length into her guts in one violent motion. She just hung there, a crying used mess. WE BREED PIGS HERE. The bag had contained some flimsy underwear all a size to small. First one side, then the other. Didn’t plea. he asked. Her gum throbbing a dull painful ache. “I wonder if you could do me a favour”.
