You never know how much pain you can bare until you don't have a choice. I awakened to the man shoving his cock up my bleeding raw ass. I knew I didn't have any disease, but I prayed he would get one and die a weak sniveling piece of shit withtou any power or control.

It was strange but the blood acted like lube at least for a while. I began screaming. He ravaged my ass.

"Scream bitch! I want you to scream from the pain forever."

The tattoo man stood to the side watching. He pulled his own cock out and began stroking it. He was dirty and old. I looked at him for help, but I saw his cock grow and harden. I knew he would not help me.