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Corncobbed Hitchhiker
by Perfect 9 (purfect9@aol.com)

***

Out in farm country, a man offers roadside assistance to 
a woman with a broken down car. Only he's a psychopath 
and takes her into a field to torture her. (MMF, nc, rp, 
extreme-anal, v, tort)

***

After he finished untying his unconscious former 
girlfriend, he left and didn't look back. She won't be 
able to shit for about a month without thinking of me, 
he thought as he pulled into the drive-thru convenience 
store. The 40-oz. beer was going down smoothly as he 
cruised the back roads thinking about where his next 
piece of ass was going to come from now that his steady 
relationship was over. 

One thing was for sure, however: He vowed silently that 
he would never beg and plead with a woman for anal sex 
again. It was what he liked best, and if they wouldn't 
give it up willingly, then they weren't qualified to be 
his girlfriend. And just maybe he'd take it anyway, even 
if they weren't willing.

Off in the distance he could see the 4-way flashers of a 
car pulled off to the side of the lonely country road. 
He rolled up behind the vehicle to offer assistance. The 
driver was a brown haired woman in her early thirties. 
"Do you know anything about car engines?" she asked 
pleadingly through the one-inch gap in the window of her 
locked door.

"I know enough to leave them alone," he responded with a 
smile. "About all I can offer you in the way of 
assistance is a ride to a phone. And as you can see your 
a few miles from anywhere."

"Well then, it looks like I have no choice," she said, 
getting out of her car and walking toward his.

He offered her a swig of his beer as they proceeded down 
the dark gravel road. "No thanks. Do you always drink 
and drive?" she asked with a condescending tone.

"I just broke up with my girlfriend," he replied, taking 
another swig.

"That's too bad. How come?"

"After four years we just now found out that we were 
incompatible."

"Really? Which one of you squeezed the toothpaste from 
the middle?"

"It was a little more serious than that, I'm afraid. It 
had to do with sex." 

"Well, tell me about it. I know a little bit about sex. 
Maybe I can make a few suggestions that might save your 
relationship."

"I wanted anal sex and she didn't."

"Well, you can't very well hold that against her. What 
girl in her right mind would want a big fat dick stuffed 
up her ass! Maybe if you told her that you're sorry you 
ever mentioned such a disgusting thing she'd forget 
about it." 

"I don't think so," Cliff replied an edge of irritation 
surfacing in his voice.

He was pissed that this bitch would just automatically 
side with Dani. "Oh, come on. She can't be mad at you 
forever, just for asking for something kinky! We all 
know what perverts you guys all are," she laughed. "What 
makes you think she won't forgive you?"

"Just a hunch." Cliff knew that what he was about to say 
would take him past the point of no return with this 
woman. He looked over at her so that he could see the 
expression on her face.

"See, I tied her up and gagged her and then I fucked her 
up the ass as hard as I could for as long as I could 
with no lubrication. And when I was done I shoved a 
firecracker up her ass and lit it and watched her face 
twist up with agony when it exploded. So do you think I 
should buy her flowers when I make this big apology?" 

"Let me out!" she said in a normal tone, looking 
straight ahead, gripping the door handle. "Pull over and 
let me out right here." 

"No problem," he said, turning the car off the road onto 
a turkey trail that ran off at an angle between two 
cornfields. "I think I'll get out too." He checked the 
mirror to make sure that the car was out of sight of the 
main roadway, then locked up the brakes suddenly, 
causing her to pitch forward and lose her grip on the 
door handle. He then opened his door, hit the power 
locks, got out and slammed the door shut. 

By the time she managed to get her door open, he was 
waiting to help her out. "Let's take a little walk in 
the field, babe. You're about to get corncobbed!"

She screamed and kicked as he pulled her along holding 
her firmly at the wrist, actually dragging her at times 
when she lost her balance and fell while he pulled her 
quickly into the tall rows of corn. She fought 
frantically as they moved deeper into the moonlit field, 
but his adrenaline was flowing too, and he was surprised 
when he noticed that he could hardly feel her punches. 

Suddenly out of breath, he pushed her to the ground in a 
relatively clear spot. He knelt over her body and 
brutally ripped off her thin blouse, followed by her bra 
which left red marks on her flesh as he yanked it off 
her heaving chest. She suddenly felt super naked and 
totally helpless. She knew no one had heard her screams. 
She knew that he was stronger than she was. And worst of 
all she knew that he was going to fuck her in the ass! 

She began to sob softly with despair and offered no 
resistance as he turned her over and unzipped her long 
black skirt, pulling it off. Her pantyhose came next, 
leaving her completely nude. He quickly tied her left 
ankle with one end of the hose, wrapped it around a 
stalk of corn several times, and then tied it tightly to 
her right ankle. His own belt, wrapped around her body 
just below her tits, held her arms securely at her 
sides. Then he was gone.

When he returned a few minutes later, he had his beer 
and a toolbox from his car. "Got some bad news for you, 
bitch. Since my girlfriend just drained by rod with her 
ass about an hour ago, and since I've been drinking ever 
since, it's gonna take quite a while to get me aroused. 
So I figured while I'm waiting for my dick to get hard 
enough to ram up YOUR ass, I might as well punish you in 
place of every girl who's ever hurt me!" While he was 
talking he stuffed her whole bra into her mouth, 
securing it there with some duck tape from the toolbox.

WHACK! Her back arched and her eyes bulged as 
inconceivable pain seared through her backside. She 
twisted her head, looking over her shoulder just in time 
to see what looked like a length of rubber garden hose 
begin its arc toward her naked buttocks a second time. 

WHACK! She straightened her head and jerked her 
shoulders forward as hard as she could, straining to 
inch forward. 

WHACK! She struggled still harder against her bonds. The 
pain was excruciating.

WHACK! She clenched her buttocks tight with all her 
might.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! 

The pain grew as he whipped her ass harder and harder. 
She screamed as loud as she could into her bra gag, and 
when he still wouldn't stop she began to sob, 
hysterically at first, then softly as her buttocks began 
to numb to the pain.

WHACK! 

She had quit struggling, letting her whole body go limp 
except for the involuntary jerk at the moments of 
impact. He soon tired of the vicious flogging, and as he 
stared down at her beet red backside he thought up an 
even more outrageous torture for the helpless woman to 
endure.

"Have you ever wondered why they call anal sex 
'cornholing'?" He asked as he broke off and shucked a 
large ear of corn from one of the stalks. "Let's see how 
well this fits up there." He pulled one buttock to the 
side and pressed the ear of corn firmly against her 
puckered virginal nether ring. 

She had no strength to struggle, and was powerless to 
resist. "NO!! OH GOD NO!! STOP! IT HURTS!! She screamed 
into her gag as the corn was forced relentlessly into 
her butt. 

As soon as it was almost all the way in, he reversed 
directions and pulled it back out to the tip, the tight 
muscle bumping over each kernel along the way. He pumped 
it in and out for a while until he sensed that her pain 
and humiliation from the depraved act had diminished 
considerably, then he reached for the drill in his 
toolbox.

It was a Black & Decker variable speed reversible model 
with a fully charged battery pack. He locked in a 3/4 
inch bit and held the corn cob tight as he screwed the 
drill into it until the bit was buried all the way and 
the corn was turning as he revved the drill. Then he re-
inserted it up her ass and pulled the trigger. Slowly at 
first, it began to turn in her hole, causing her 
considerable discomfort.

What was he doing? She wondered as the corn spun deeper 
and deeper into her body; deeper than before because he 
now no longer had to grip it with his hand. She sighed 
with relief as her hole closed over the big end of the 
corn and he released the trigger for a moment, causing 
the slow spinning to stop. Then, with a sadistic grin, 
he pulled the trigger all the way. Her mind exploded in 
shards of agony as the corn spun at top speed in her 
clingy bowels. 

Her body convulsively pushed outward and the big end of 
the corn emerged from her anus. She then clenched her 
buttocks tightly, and actually succeeded in slowing the 
revolutions of the instrument of torture. When her body 
involuntarily pushed the foreign object outward, it 
gained speed and was able to screw back in. But when she 
clenched her buns tightly around it, she could almost 
stop it from spinning.

As soon as he realized that she was gaining some control 
over her situation, he pushed her legs farther apart, 
spread her ass open with his free hand, and rammed the 
twisting phallus in and out until the yellow corn was 
beginning to turn pink from blood. He stopped at that 
point, not wanting to splatter the blood all over 
himself.

"Well bitch, now that you're not so tight-assed anymore, 
I'm gonna give you the ultimate in anal penetration. 
Ready for a fist fuck?" 

She felt his clenched fist pressing between her buns and 
pushing hard against the sore gaping hole of her butt. 
She wanted to clench her sphincter shut to deny him 
entry, but her muscle control was gone. 

She groaned in pain as his fist forced its way into her 
tortured body through the rear entrance. As soon as her 
anus squeezed around his thick wrist, he began to twist 
it back and forth; pull it in and out; adding to her 
suffering. Then he unclenched his fist, opening and 
closing his hand inside her.

Although he wanted to prolong her plight, his dick was 
hard and ready for some action. This is one time when a 
chicks pussy will be tighter than her ass, he thought as 
he suddenly yanked his hand out of her, causing her to 
yelp in surprise as her damaged anal ring stretched to 
release the thickest part of his fist. The welcome empty 
feeling only lasted about a minute as he shucked another 
big ear of corn and rammed it deep up her ass. He 
quickly unbuttoned his shirt and dropped his pants.

He scooted under her roughly until her soft breasts were 
pressed onto his chest, his throbbing pecker straining 
toward her snatch like a heat-seeking missile. He pulled 
the saliva soaked bra gag from her mouth and kissed her 
roughly as he struggled to insert his dick into her 
tight dry pussy. The passage was made particularly snug 
by the corncob in her ass, but it still didn't take long 
for him to bury himself to the hilt. 

Gripping her right ass cheek and pulling it to the side, 
he used his right hand to thrust the corn dildo in and 
out of her sore bottom. He could feel it rubbing against 
the sensitive underside of his penis through the thin 
membrane separating her twin love channels. She groaned 
into his mouth and pulled her face away, breaking the 
kiss. He jammed the cob in all the way and let go as her 
ass ring closed around the big end. 

He grabbed a hand full of her hair and pressed her lips 
angrily back to his. His tongue slithered into her oral 
orifice as he moved his hand to her left ass cheek, 
gripping and massaging both buttocks as he began 
thrusting in and out of her now dripping cunt hole. Then 
he rammed deep, squeezed hard, and sucked her tongue 
into his mouth as his cum exploded deep in her womb.

She was still sobbing softly as he dressed and gathered 
up all his things, including his belt which had held her 
arms tightly to her sides. "You should be able to undo 
the rest yourself. You don't have to thank me for the 
ride, I'll just take your cash for gas money." 

Suddenly, they both heard the unmistakable cocking of a 
shotgun as an armed man in overalls emerged from the 
rows of corn. "This here's property. It's posted. No 
trespassin'," said the farmer. 

"Shoot him!" she screamed. "He raped me!"

"No I don't care much about that, little lady, I just 
care about my corn."

"Your corn! What about your corn?"

"Well, what's on the end of that there drill motor, I 
believe that's part of my crop. And if I saw things 
right, there's another one hidden in your bunghole, 
ma'am. So come on, push. Out with it." Still pointing 
the gun at the rapist, he bent down and rammed two big 
fingers up her ass, gripping and pulling out the cob as 
she screamed at the fresh pain. 

"Now how-em' I gonna sell these two ears of corn? 
There's people starving in... well someplace or 
another... and you damn kids are ruining food in some 
sort of kinky sex game. 

"Sex game? Are you crazy? He shoved corncobs up my ass 
and you call it a sex game? If you're not going shoot 
him, call the police!" 

"I didn't say I wasn't gonna shoot him. I just haven't 
decided yet."

"Look, I'll pay you for the corn, just let me leave 
then, okay?" 

"So you wanna just leave? And you want me to call the 
police?" said the farmer, glancing from fucker to 
fuckee. "I'll tell you how we decide. A little contest. 
You each get to eat an ear of the corn you ruined. The 
first one done and I mean every last kernel, gets their 
way. You can get the one on the drill and if you finish 
first, you go free. 

"And you darling, get the one I just pulled out of your 
butt. Lucky you, it's still warm. Start anytime, time's 
a wastin'."

He began to eat, tearing the slimy raw kernels from the 
cob. She took a single bite of hers and gagged. "I 
can't. I can't eat this!" She sobbed. 

"Then I Win, I win by default. See ya!"

"Not so fast. 'Cause the lady's got such a purdy face, 
I'm inclined to give her another option. If you'd 
rather, missy, you can eat my dick instead of the corn. 
But the same rules still apply. First one finished 
wins." He unzipped his overalls and sat on the ground at 
her face, still keeping the gun pointed at the rapist. 

"NO FAIR! Why does she get special treatment?" 

"Would you like the option of sucking my dick? I didn't 
think so. Now both of you, start eatin'."

He ate, she sucked, both working hard to complete their 
task. Within a few minutes, the farmer was almost ready 
to cum, unable to resist her hot sucking mouth. But as 
he looked at the man, he saw the cob was bare, and the 
rapist was about to declare victory. 

Instead, the farmer made a SHHHH! Gesture toward him, 
gently set down the gun and silently waved the man 
goodbye. And just as the woman heard the rapists' car 
start, spurts of hot semen began filling her mouth and 
throat. She pulled back, realizing that she had lost and 
not wanting to continue this insane contest. That suited 
the farmer just fine, he was content to shoot the rest 
of his load onto her face and hair. 

He helped her untie her legs and they walked back to the 
road and then toward the farmers house in the distance. 
"I know you're probably a little pissed at me right now, 
but there really wasn't much I could do. You see, the 
gun wasn't loaded and as for callin' the cops... Hell, I 
don't have a phone. I'd offer you a ride to town, but my 
tractor don't have no headlights, so it'll have to wait 
for mornin'. 

We do have runnin' water though, so you can get yourself 
cleaned up a bit. And we got a spare bed, so you can 
spend the night if you want, but only on one condition.

"What's that?" she asked, expecting to be propositioned. 

"Well we out here in the heartland try to raise our 
families proper. Don't want them gittin' their heads 
filled with the kinky sex ideas that you city folks come 
up with. So if you spend the night, You gotta STAY AWAY 
FROM MY DAUGHTER!"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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