Motherly Love:

Chapter VIII:

He laughed.

"Well, since you know that song, it's time for you to sing for me again little birdy." His sadistic grin was almost from ear to ear as he tapped her asshole with his dick.

She whimpered, and then as he suddenly thrust up into her balls-deep, she began to sing:

I said, what what, in the butt

As he started thrusting hard and fast, balls deep and jackhammering in, Anne decided if she was gonna be humiliated like this, she could at least focus on the song, use it as a kind of talisman to banish the humiliation, at least for a time.

I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt

His braying laughter cut her deeply, as did the realization that she was literally singing about this even as she was being raped in the ass. Anne, however, focused primarily on keeping the song straightforward, as her rapist reached around and caressed her swollen belly and began to knead her tits, grinning at the feeling of Anne's body, and of her barely-restrained at point sobs as she took the dick up her ass and had to fake a smile. Feeling his hands around her belly, he grinned as he said "This ass feels as good as your cunt, you slutty little whore."

You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Let's do it in the butt, okay

He grinned. "More than OK, my dear. Your ass is divine."

He continued to grope her as she looked at him, tears visible in her eyes and then he wiped them, smiling, and hissed in a much colder voice as he continued to ram his cock up her ass: "Keep singing until I cum, slut."

Anne continued, turning her face away from him, which lasted until he pulled on her hair to make sure their eyes met:

I feel you watching me
Over there
Come to me
If you care

"Not to you, slut, in that ass of yours. In it. In you, again. Every single fucking hole of yours will be mine."

Don't sit and stare
It's just not fair
Make your move
If you dare
What what

He grinned. "Well, you did dare me already. That's why I've cum in that mouth and cunt of yours and I'm gonna cum in your ass." Kissing her deeply, Anne was interrupted singing for a bit, but as he was kissing her he hardly minded. And the longer he got to spend in her ass, the better he felt. And to her shame, the more her body was turning the initial pain and shame and humiliation into the uttermost pleasure.

I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt

He laughed, cupping her tits more and kneading them, hands pinching and groping her nipples as Anne looked downward, even more ashamed that she was moaning in between lyrics, no longer able to fully resist. She actually loved anal, a good hard pounding at the right angle and by accident he'd stuck himself in just right to get there. She was no longer trying to resist it but to spur it on, bucking her hips and groaning with a sultry set of sounds that meant her rapist was able to beat her even here, to spoil one of her favorite types of fucking for her for the duration.

You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Let's do it in the butt, okay

She made increasingly guttural and slutty moans, her lyrics starting to get choppier and more broken up in between thrusts, the sound of flesh slapping into each other a strange accompaniment. Anne smiled, then flashed a sudden look of despair. Was this who she was? More to the point was this what she was?

It's okay
To have a little fight
Don't you worry
I won't bite (Not that hard)
If you want it
I'll give you power
Just be gentle
I'm delicate like a flower

He laughed coarsely.

"You sliced my cheek with a knife, cunt, and tried to kill me. You've taken everything I've done to you. You may be many things, you are many things, but a gentle flower isn't one of them."

I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
I said, what what, in the butt
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
You wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?
Let's do it in the butt, okay

I will give you what you need
All I want is your big fat seed
Give it to me, if you please
Give it to me, if you please

When she got to this lyric, the cock that had been throbbing in her ass finally came and she heard him almost roar in triumph as she shuddered into an orgasm and then was allowed to lie for a while on her couch, flushed and staring into space with wide, moist eyes.

He smiled, as he then went to wipe off his dick. He'd done it. He'd totally and completely turned Anne Hathaway into a slut, into a broken cum dump. Now he was going to enjoy it a bit more and then twist his own (albeit in his case metaphorical) knife one last time.