She screamed in pain, but he shouted: "Shut up slut, if you're a good girl we can do this as nice as possible and if you're a troublemaker, it's gonna...get worse."He pulled out his fingers, and stuck his cock inside her tiny asshole. He started fucking her hard, one hand on her mouth to keep her quiet and the other on her hip, making him able to thrust it deep in her hole. He could feel tears coming down her face, but he didn't care. He was an animal, he couldn't control himself.After a few. “Wench…” He croaked, looking for the nearest serving girl. She didn’t hear him, and he tried again loudder. “Wench!”This time the barmaid came over. He recognized her, one of the farmers girls. She was a healthily plump girl, with a thick body and tits as large as all the others forced into a bodice she likely hadn’t been able to afford to change since she grew into it.He hoped she stayed broke and kept growing so one day her massive udders would pop out in public from the sheer weight of them.. I didn't realize it but she had pretty much killed the bottle of wine the previous night and she had a slight hangover.I logged on and opened the e-mail from Sheila. The itinerary was there for the trip. I called Tamara to join me in my study."Our flight is at nine am so we need to be at the airport by seven-thirty. Do you want to spend the night here or do you want me to pick you up at your place in the morning?" I asked."I tell you what, why don't you pick me up in the morning about six-forty. She’d laugh and laugh, as though his struggles were the most amusing thing in the world.Another gave a tale of a different sort of horror. When he had refused to slave away on her would-be wooden throne, she had scooped him up and rolled him around in her mouth for nearly half an hour until he agreed to do as she wished. Another man still said something similar happened to him, only she had made him strip down to nothing or else she would crush him between her toes. Then she lapped at his body,.