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Isolde becomes a Sacred Prostitute for Astarte's Temple.

A blind panic struck her then and she began struggling again, kicking and wiggling under him and trying to move, but he pulled the knife through the belt and then waited while she tired herself struggling. When she gave up he put the knife under the cut part of her jeans and continued slicing through the fabric in a diagonal across the right cheek of her ass until he had cut several inches of the pant leg at the back of her right thigh. He did the same with her jeans across the left cheek, then folded her jeans open like a babys' diaper, then cut off her maroon panties and threw them across the room.

When he tried to climb off the top of her she began fighting, again, this time with the renewed vigor of a panic-stricken woman, terrified and about the be raped. He had managed to keep her face down, but she was able to move a foot or so on the bed and get her arms free. He brought his left knee down on the back of her left elbow and pinned it there, then grabbed her by the hair, again, and let her feel the point of his knife under her right ear.

"Just right there, cunt...I could cut you right there and you'd bleed to death, and I could finish fucking you before you got cold."

"Please, you don't have to do this," she pleaded with him, her voice muffled in the pillows. "I don't even know what you look like. I couldn't tell the police anything."

He ignored her and began unbuckling his pants with one hand while still holding the knife against the tender skin under her ear. She began sobbing, again, and he tugged at the cut material of her jeans to fully expose her ass.

"Damn, bitch, you have a fuckin' beautiful ass. I don't think this is going to take long." He worked his mouth into a pucker and gathered some saliva, then drooled a mouthful of spit so that it fell on her tiny, puckered asshole. She understood what he was going to do at last and the blind panic seized her again. She bucked and struggled in spite of the knife he held against her ear. He held his shins and feet across her calves and held her down from behind with his knife hand, and then forced her face into the pillow until she was gasping for breath and too weak to struggle further. When she had settled down he gathered another mouthful and spit in his left hand and rubbed it on his dick.

She was sobbing again, resigned to the rape she was about to endure as he spread open her ass cheeks and laid the head of his cock against her asshole. Without giving her a chance to breath he suddenly forced his cock into her ass and she screamed as the head of his dick forced open her asshole.

"OH GOD, that FUCKIN' HURTS," she screamed. "My ASS!"

He continued shoving, forcing his cock into the tight sphincter of her colon as she screamed, bucking against her now and then as he buried his cock to the hilt in her tiny asshole. She screamed more and cursed him.

"FUCKIN' COCKSUCKER, THAT HURTS! YOU FUCKIN' ROTTEN BASTARD! You won't get away with this they're going to catch you!"

"The won't catch me before I shoot my wad up your pretty asshole. Now fuckin' shut up and let me enjoy this."

She broke into sobs again as he pushed himself into her, then yanked a pillow from underneath her head and began stuffing it under her hips to prop her ass higher. When he was satisfied with that he began pounding his cock into her ass, each time pulling it more than halfway out and then shoving it deep again so hard that his pubic bone hit the crack of her ass. He ripped the tee shirt off of her back and then unfastened her bra so he could grope her breasts.

"Come on, honey, move around a little.

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