Abby's Revenge

Her panic increased as she felt the head of the thing press at the soft outer parts of her nether regions. She arched her back in a desperate attempt to find space behind it and prevent her impending impalement, but could not make any headway grinding her buttocks against the hard stone. Thrusting her hips forwards and back, she yelped as she felt the massive head swiping menacingly against her pussy and her quivering anal ring. As she moved, she realized she was rubbing her sensitive parts against the unyielding rock, drawing more fluid from within her leaking vagina. "Please... stop!" she cried.

But there was no respite for poor Abby, and she could only look down in horror at the mirrored surface as her vulva opened to a V against the encroaching head.

"H...help!" she screamed as the sculpture continued to move, pressing her down further. Her vulva spread wider, lips thinning as the head pushed inexorably upwards, opening her up even more. She realized that she would soon find out the answer to her earlier question of whether or not she could take such a large cock up her pussy.

Craig had never even come close to the girth or length of the thing slowly penetrating her sex. She moaned as she was shoved further down onto the flaring head of the thing. Her pussy was coping with it thus far, but she noted with alarm that the broadest part, the base of the mushroom-shaped cap, had yet to enter her sweaty body.

She paid another worried glance down between her trembling thighs at the reflective surface and was rewarded with the sight of her fleshy labia moving apart as it gracefully swallowed more of the massive head.

"Oouuuff!" she groaned, watching the thick ridge press apart her inflamed pudenda. Her vulva looked on the verge of tearing as it passed inwards, before gratefully slipping onto the slimmer stem of its invader. It looked as though her pussy was gripping tightly onto the stone cock, so wide was it spread about the trunk.

It was so big Abby could hardly breathe. "I took it in," she thought in horror even as she saw her pussy fluid dripping down the curving stem of her impaler. "I can't believe it."

She felt very full down below, and didn't dare move for fear of tearing her delicate inner flesh. But the constantly shifting stone around her would not stop, and she gasped as her stretched sex was fed more stone cock.

By this time, she no longer had any strength to fight the irresistible pressure on her shoulders, head and back -- her buttocks and legs felt weak and her vagina burned with the forced entry.

Tears ran from her eyes as the machine raped her mercilessly, driving the stiff and now warm column up deep between her thighs. It was agony, made all the worse by the little shocks of pleasure she felt as her clitoris rubbed enticingly across the bumps and knobs on the underside of the cock.

"Oooaaargh!" she moaned and then screamed as her orgasm hit. Her pussy spasmed and sucked strongly at the unyielding spike within, wreaking havoc with her mind as it grappled simultaneously with pleasure and pain. It was both agony and ecstasy, and it was something she had never felt before.

Abby passed into a sort of semi-conscious state following the climax, her strength completely sapped. As she sank backwards onto the stone rod drilling into her, she felt and saw her stomach bulge -- the cock was passing up into the deepest part of her sex, a part she had never had so blatantly explored.

She grunted and groaned as the stretching feeling inside moved upwards and inwards, relentlessly driving towards her unprotected cervix. More than three-quarters of the sculpted prick had disappeared into her, and the only outward sign of the magnitude of her invader was the redness and tingling at her vulva. That, and the liquid now literally gushing out of her plundered vagina. Abby vaguely noted that it looked like she had peed herself as her pelvis ground down onto the base of the penis lodged inside. "Aaauuuw!" she moaned. Her vagina felt impossibly full of stiff, warm cock.

Abby tried to shift her weight to ease the pressure inside her and gasped as the stone prick probed and poked at her womb. No one and nothing had ever explored her so deeply before, and filled her so completely in the bargain. Her movements set off another huge orgasm, leaving her gasping as she ground her violated cunt up against the base of the prick.

Her movements must have set something off, for there was another click and whirr, and the statue moved again. The large prick within began to vibrate, setting off a series of climaxes within her stuffed and stretched pussy.

But while she gasped and moaned through the waves of sensation passing through her body, Abby noticed that the pressure on her shoulders and head began to ease. The slight sense of claustrophobia she felt passed and as her head cleared, she realized that she had enough headroom to extract herself from this situation... or at least, to remove the stone phallus from her aching vagina.

Her first attempt failed because she overestimated her waning strength. The sensation of the stone prick moving within her sensitized inner flesh didn't help... she flexed her legs and tried to raise herself up off the prick raping her, but almost immediately flopped back down, driving the thick spike back up between her trembling thighs.

The second attempt was a little better, and she managed to raise herself to at least half the length of the thing before she sank back onto it, exhausted. Resting for a while longer, her third try at removing the huge prick from within was almost successful -- she was undone by the sensation of the bulging head pressing against her vulva. The sudden stretching and pulling at her nether regions tweaked unbearably at her clitoris, setting off another disastrous orgasm.

She was only able to remove it after God knew how many tries... after she had become convinced that she had been fucking herself on the stone penis. The up-and-down movements had made her pussy so sensitive she had wave after wave of orgasms even as she finally lifted her pelvis off the cock and slipped tiredly onto the floor. The space had widened enough for her to lie on the mirrored surface, although it was still too cramped to allow her to stretch out.

Still, it was a relief to Abby to be away from the monstrosity she had raped herself on. Her pussy felt a little sore and itchy, and it was so sensitive when she reached down to feel if she had been damaged in any way, she set off yet another orgasm just by touching the edges of her labia.

She couldn't tell how long she lay there, gasping as the waves of her climax washed over her sweaty, naked body. It seemed like she had been listening to herself moaning and breathing harshly for hours, before she suddenly sat up with a start, grazing her head on a stone ledge in the process.

"Shit!" she muttered to herself. "How long have I been in here?" Abby worried that her shift was almost up. Her struggle to first get in, and then get out of pleasure in the machine left her without any sense of the passage of time. For all she knew, the next guard would be coming along any moment now.

"I have to get out of here," she thought to herself, panic rising in her heaving bosom. It would not do for her to be found naked within one of the museum's art pieces, much less for it to be revealed that she had fucked herself on a stone cock. She would never be able to live down that sort of a reputation.

The urgency of the situation stirred her to lift herself off the floor (she had been lying on the mirror and could see that some of her fluids were still pooled on its surface) and look around for an exit.

To her dismay, Abby realized that the gap through which she entered the sculpture could no longer been seen. In fact, the only exit point she could see was that damned hole on top. It looked like it had expanded and moved upwards since her last attempt to get out of pleasure in the machine, and it looked like it was her only way out of this predicament.

She looked around the narrow confines of the space she was in. Her only exit was still high above her head, and Abby didn't want to get back on the only visible support she could find -- the stone laps that facilitated her recent rape. Her clitoris was still throbbing from the experience, and she wasn't sure she would be able to withstand another series of orgasms like the ones she just had.

"Hallo," she said out loud and jumped. Her voice seemed to be amplified in the small space. Her eyes settled on the little knobs on the wall, the ones that felt like fingers obscenely caressing her while she twisted about in the earlier, narrower space. Abby was no rock climber, but desperation and fear gave her the confidence to try.

Reaching out, she grasped at two knobs at arms' length apart, just above her head. Mercifully, they held. She looked down for footholds and found two on either side of a protrusion in the wall. It would mean she would have to clasp at the wall with her legs spread on either side in most unladylike fashion, but she was past considerations of modesty. Besides, her ominous rapist pointed up at her from the opposite wall. Abby was quite sure she had nothing to fear.

Looking up, she saw another handhold to the right of her right hand. She reached out and grabbed it, wincing as the movement mashed her sensitive breasts up against the wall. She searched for her next footholds and found two gaps about a foot above her feet.

"I knew it!" she thought triumphantly. "The sculptor had to have some way of getting out of this thing." Gingerly, she stretched out her right, then her left foot, inserting her toes into the convenient footholds. At this point, her entire body was pressed up against the eerily smooth walls, and she looked down at the mirror one last time as she prepared to boost herself up to the gap on the roof.

"To think I almost got into trouble because of some stupid mirror," she laughed to herself, when she realized that her legs were splayed so obscenely wide that she could see her gaping pink sex in the reflection. Even the little brown bud of her anus was visible, peeking out from between her straining buttocks. "Shit, what some guys wouldn't do to have me in this pos..."

As she was thinking this, she curled her toes into the footholds she had found, bracing herself for a push upwards through the waiting exit. There was another audible click, and the wall between her legs began to judder and shake.

"NO!" Abby screamed as pleasure in the machine moved once more. She could feel the wall pushing her back, back towards the waiting... "No, please..." she wailed and turned to look back at the stone column which had probed her most intimate parts. It was no longer where she thought it was.

She felt a moment's relief before it occurred to her that such a large piece wasn't likely to disappear. Looking down past her backside, she realized she could not see the mirror anymore. All she could see was the slick white pole rapidly approaching her defenceless and vulnerable nether regions.

"Shit, not again," she thought as it brushed up against her still twitching pussy. "I can't take any more..." She was sure she wouldn't survive another brutal rape of her aching vagina.

Still the thing pressed upwards. Because of her precarious position, Abby could do nothing more than press her body up against the wall she was clinging to. She felt the head of the thing brush against her lower parts again and squealed. It was still slimy with her juices.

"Security guard fucks self to death in the Guggenheim," she thought grimly, and yelped when the stone prick butted more insistently at her. "Wait a minute... no!" she screamed as she realized she was feeling the monster penis between her butt cheeks, pressing at her tightly pursed anus. Desperately, Abby tried to push her hips away from the wall... if she was to be fucked by the thing, better to take up her pussy than her virgin ass.

But it was too little, too late for poor Abby. Her legs were spread too widely, and her feet could find no purchase on the wall... she was perfectly positioned to be ass-raped by the gigantic stone prick. Desperately, she tried to keep herself tight back down there, but pleasure in the machine was unrelenting. She gasped as the slimy tip of the thing pressed into her unwilling ass.

"AAAHhhh! Noooooo!" she moaned as it penetrated her rear. She felt her virgin asshole slipping apart as it thrust upwards, and shivered at the thought of the humongous head of the thing sliding into her rectal passage. "Will it tear me up inside?" she thought in agony as the stretching sensation at her anal ring increased in intensity. Her asshole was beginning to sting, just like her pussy lips did when it first raped her.

Her anus burned as the widest part of the sculpted glans began its entry. "I... I'm not... I can't," she panted her doubts out loud. She was sure the thing would rip her apart. "I... Oooooh!" she groaned as her sphincter gave way suddenly and the head plunged in. The awful stretching at her hole immediately translated to an equally fearsome straining in her rectal passage. "Aaauuuwww Gaaaawwwwwddd!" she moaned. Not content with raping her, pleasure in the machine was sodomising her as well!

In pain, Abby felt her toes curl within the gaps in the wall and her anal ring bulge outwards as she made a frantic attempt to pull herself away from the flaring head now entrenched in her rectal passage. To her horror, she felt another trigger click within her toeholds and the lower part of the wall, the part where her feet were, began rumbling backwards.

Abby tried in vain to cling on to the wall with her toes, but the force of the wall moving away from the prick already buried in her rectum was irresistible. As her toes slipped from the wall, she curled up her legs and tried to grasp at the upper part of the wall with her thighs. At least, this part of the wall did not seem to be moving away from her.

In doing so, however, she had had to thrust her ass back and out while her thighs grappled for a grip on the wall. This not only drove the stone prong deeper into her body, it left her completely open to anal penetration. She realized this only seconds later, when she felt the cock in her ass slipping in even more easily than before.

"Aaaauuuwww shhhiiiittt!" she moaned in pain while she tried to clamp down with her sphincter muscles on the stone cock in her bum. Abby couldn't believe how she had been manipulated into such a vulnerable position. She realized that she was now perfectly positioned for a full ass rape by pleasure in the machine, and worse, that her fingers were beginning to slip. Her own body weight would be an unwitting accomplice to her sodomy, and despite her best efforts.

Her left hand slipped first, and she swung wildly at the wall, grabbing at anything that looked like she could hold. The machine probed deeper, pushing apart the clinging walls high up inside her aching backside while she searched. The traitorous wall suddenly tilted, tipping her right onto the spike in her bum. "Noooooo!" Abby wailed as her right hand and her legs slipped as well and all her weight was put to bear on the stone cock impaling her.

The agony was incredible. She straightened her legs and tried hard to use her anal muscles to clamp down on the cock in her ass while her feet struggled for any sort of surface to rest on, but gravity was working against her. She wailed again as the prick slipped further up her backside than she thought she could stand. She didn't think she could take much more of the pain as her soles finally found some purchase on the smooth floor.

Suddenly, she remembered the stone ledges she had mistaken for laps. Where were they now? She cast her eyes about desperately and saw them on either side of her. She would have to raise her tired legs once more and let it rape her ass even more deeply just so she could get her feet on them.

Groaning with the strain, Abby slowly raised her right foot and placed it on the narrow ledge, hoping against hope that she would not trigger off any more movement in the machinery surrounding her. Pleasure in the machine still rumbled on, probing ever deeper into her. Ignoring the straining in her backside, she raised her left foot and placed it on the corresponding ledge on her left.

That was how she found herself in a deep squat, with her impaled buttocks hanging lower than her feet. Gritting her teeth, she used her remaining strength to draw herself upwards and away from the marauding intruder in her ass.

She had had to relax her inner muscles as she did so, and was surprised to find how easily the knobbed thing slipped out from her. Abby looked down between her legs and saw the mirror again... it was again perfectly positioned. She marveled at how her anal ring pouted as it was pulling out of her. But when the flaring glans pressed on the inside of her anal ring, she cried out in pain. It was much too big, and she could see just how much her asshole was straining to let it out.

Grunting and gasping, she tried again and again, but the pain at her rear orifice was too much to bear. She only managed to catch sight of the lower part of the head peeking out from within her brown ass ring before she had to give up and sink back down on it again.

All the while, pleasure in the machine was moving. She tried to ignore the push-pull suction in her gut as she tried again and again to remove the prick from her ass, but after her umpteenth try, Abby was finally exhausted. Groaning in resignation, she just squatted gamely and let the stone prick slip back deep into her anal opening.

What surprised her was that it was much less painful than when she was resisting it. Breathing shallowly she willed herself to relax back there, and let the machine rape her deeper and higher up her ass than before.

This time there was a lot less pain and... was there pleasure as well? She couldn't be sure. The slippery sliding and unnatural probing deep in her poop shoot suddenly seemed to be arousing her. She squirmed, wincing at the slight pain, and then surprised herself by driving her backside down on the remainder of the slimy stone cock.

As she did so, her ass opened up fully to pleasure in the machine, which gratefully sank completely into her. Abby gasped... she hadn't even thought it possible that she could take the gigantic prick into her pussy, and now it was completely buried in her ass!

She groaned in ecstasy and despair as she felt the bumps at the bottom of the carved penis brush against her sensitive vulva. It was both erotic and frightening, and she wondered again if she would be able to get out of this ever-worsening predicament. The probe in her ass suddenly touched a raw spot inside, and she shifted her buttocks slightly to get more comfortable, spearing herself even more deeply in the process.

Her slippery pussy was now flush against the base of the prick, and despite herself, she began yet another devastating orgasm. This time, the pain and pleasure were immense -- the convulsions in her womb were exacerbated by the enduring stiffness deep in her backside. Her earlier orgasms were spider-like crawls of desire across her pubis compared to the titanic waves of sensation emanating from her vagina and ruined ass.

"Aaaaauuuuuwwww ssshhhhiiiiiitttt!" she exclaimed as the climax threatened to continue unabated. She had never experienced such extreme levels of pleasure before, but then again, no man would ever be as stiff or hard as pleasure in the machine. She squirmed and yowled in tune with the climatic sensations, rubbing her pubis up hard against the stone and not in the least concerned with the way the unyielding invader was pushing against the thrumming walls of her rectum.