Call out to the rancher for help

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The rancher seems to have gotten the hang of the iPhone and is intently filming Beaumont’s cock going in and out of your tight asshole. “Mister!” you yell to him in a choked voice. “Help me! Call him off! Call him off!”

Ignoring your cries, the man comes around to your front and you can see that he has his cock out and is working it with one hand while he holds the phone in the other. He slowly zooms in on your face, streaming with tears as you sob with both physical and emotional pain. You try to crawl away, but the hog has you thoroughly pinned beneath his weight.

“Please, mister” you say quietly, still sobbing. “Please make him stop. I don’t like this anymore! Oh no. Oh, no. I’m gonna… I’m OHHH!” As the rancher records your face, you reach an intense orgasm.

“Holy shit!” exclaims the rancher. “Did you just cum from getting assfucked? You really are a horny little slut, ain’t you? Looks like you like what’s happening plenty to me.”

You continue to sob and whine and Beaumont continues to fuck you mercilessly. After what seems like and hour but was probably more like twenty minutes, during which time you have several more orgasms, you feel the pig’s dick begin to spasm much harder and more frenetically than it had been doing and you feel hot semen flooding your anal cavity.

As Beaumont’s dick softens and retracts, your asshole comes unplugged and you feel a stream of cum leak out and flow down over your pussy and inner thighs. You are both ashamed and aroused to note that the rancher seems to have been filming your ass at the time.

Rather than letting you up, the pig simply flops down on top of you, pushing you further down into the muck. “Can you please help me now?” you ask the rancher. “It hurts.”

“Sure,” says the rancher jovially, coming around to your front. He is still filming and still working his dick. “Let me just finish up here, first. Open your worthless mouth, you filthy little cunt.” Your pussy begins to lubricate again as you understand what he means, and you hold your mouth open as he shoves his cock down your throat. With your arms pinned to your sides, you are helpless to stop him.

He proceeds to violently face fuck you for several minutes, pulling on your hair for leverage, until finally he groans and shoots a fat load down your gullet. You gag and try to pull off of him, but he holds you in place and even pinches your nose shut so that you cannot breathe at all. Finally, when you feel like you are close to blacking out, the rancher pulls his still hard dick out of you and you gasp for air.

The rancher zips up and puts the iPhone in his pocket. Then he puts two fingers in his mouth and whistles loudly. “Hoy, Beau! Home! Home!”

Beaumont shifts his weight on top of you, nearly forcing the wind out of your lungs, and gets himself to a standing position before lumbering off to his house at the far side of the pen. The rancher then helps you get to your feet, and supports you as your knees give out.

What do you do next?




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6th Grade Girl (Katy)
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