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Eating Erica

Chapter 3 Bob the Feeder

Chapter 3 ***Bob the Feeder***

	Within an hour, a man appeared at her cell door and opened it slowly. As
the light shone over him, she noticed that he was very tall and slender, almost
sickly. He had a sadistic look on his face as he wobbled into the room.

	"Ah, you must be the new meaaaat!"

	He had a strange way of elongating certain words. He leaned into her ear
and whispered, "I'm going to have a good time with you, laaaaaaaaass."

	His dank, rotting breath wafted into her face as his bony fingers
reached for her panties and ripped them off violently with one flick of his
wrist. She was now completely naked, chained to the bed. In one fluid motion his
cock was hanging out of his pants, twitching with anticipation of fucking this
young, tender body.

	She screamed and begged, having never have sex before, but he paid no
heed. He lined his cock up with her cunt and then he shoved in it brutally. He
was thick and hung, and it went in deep. He could almost feel her ovaries.

	She yelled in agony as he began stroking his cock inside of her.

	"Please don't cum in me! It hurts so much!"

	He paid no heed to her. Her pussy was unbelievable tight; she resisted
with every muscle she had. Blood began to drip out of her pussy and down his
cock, onto the bed. Her broken hymen was the least of her worries, he thought.

	He grabbed her voluptuous breast and continued to pummel her hole.
Within a few more moments he exploded inside her, dousing her insides with his
cum. He pulled out quickly, spilled blood and semen in a large puddle under her
dripping pussy.

	Wiping some sweat from his brow, he looked to her as she wept, and gave
a harsh little croak of a laugh.

	"For the next three weeks I'm going to be feeding you four times a day;
you need to get nice and plump for the dinner party, and there's no better way
than laaaaaaaard. We'll open each session with a good, hard fucking." He began
to laugh quite loudly, and he left momentarily, only to return with a hose and a
bucket.

	"By the way, they call me Bob.", he said with a wink.



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