35: Friday July 17, 0600 hours CST: Anming's Agony and Ecstasy
Zach's eyes popped open as he felt Anming playing with his hair. "Don't concern yourself," she said. "I texted Colby. You got practically no sleep last night. You can skip a workout." It was 6 AM. He was urgently hard for his delicious Anming, and grabbed her, and felt her. "Oh!" she said as his fingers checked her and his urgent cock pressed against her. She spread her legs as she recognized his intention. He reached for the lube. She stopped him. "Stop treating me like porcelain," she said. "I don't need it." He covered her and worked his way into her. She was delicious the natural way. She made her mewing noises of pleasure as he opened her.
Zach buried himself fully in Anming's slippery tightness and pressed deliciously against the back of her. He was extremely horny for her, so he sprinted at the pace he knew she liked best. She growled and squeaked with increasing abandon and then howled in full release. He held her hips tightly and rubbed the slippery fluids around on her anus with one finger. Even at this fast pace, he thoroughly enjoyed her, and she was ecstatic. As his excitement took him, he ventured his index finger fully into her rectum. He picked up his pace and she screeched, howled, and dug her nails into his lower back. He felt his morning batch rising up for her.
Anming howled in climax as she felt Zach's penis erupt in her, "RAAAAHHH!!" He whimpered, "Huh! Huh! Huh!" He helplessly slammed squirt after squirt into the back wall of her shuddering vagina.
As Zach regained his senses, he saw Anming still in her reverie, eyes pinched shut, looking a little teary. He slowly removed his inadvisable finger from her pulsing anus. He hoped he hadn't hurt her. Her legs were up where he saw them. Her toes were curled and slowly relaxed as the hot cum pacified her body. As he pulled out, she curled up and quivered and whimpered with aftershock after aftershock. He patted a towel between her legs. He turned out the light and settled down to try to get a bit more sleep.
In the pitch dark, Anming said haltingly, "You touched my dirty hole again. It was not painful, but it does bring up bad associations for me." She sighed a deep sigh. "About the wounds that left no marks. He reserved my hmm... woman's hole for himself, as I said." Zach found her in the dark and held her. She was trembling. She continued in a dead voice, "But on one day, only one day thankfully, he let his men have my mouth. It took all day. He has dozens of men. I threw up many times. And on that day, hmm..." Here she stopped to cry softly for a minute. She continued even more softly, "On that day the men could use my dirty hole as well." Sobbing. She calmed down after several deep breaths. "I passed out a few times from the pain or lack of air or both. They threw a bucket of cold water on me whenever I did."
Zach held her, held her tightly as sobs wracked her body.
Zach had thought she was done, but she continued, "One time, a man transgressed, only for a few moments. He killed him, shot the man in the head while the man was raping me. He was always watching. He dropped onto me like a rag doll and fell off. His penis jerked out of me. His blood and brain tissue were all over me. I didn't think I could feel sorry for my attackers. That was when I was reminded they were just as enslaved as I was. When I was in my cell at night, I used to hope that the baby was his. There wasn't much room for hope during the day, only anger and fear."
Zach said, "I love you. You're safe now. We'll all protect you with our lives. They can't reach you any more. It's over."
