Tianlong pressed the broad head against her anal ring.
The tight, virgin muscle resisted with total, desperate conviction. The blind girl's scarred back arched upward, her broken arm flopping at her side, her white eyes rolling back until only the pale, milk-colored orbs showed. "Please," she sobbed. "Please, Ancestor. That hole has never been used. I have kept it closed for twenty years. It will tear. It will kill me."
He pushed.
The broad dome stretched the ring. One millimeter. Two. The skin around her anal turned white from the pressure, the blood draining from the flesh as it was forced to expand beyond any natural limit. A thin trickle of blood ran down her perineum, mixing with the seed still leaking from her ruined cunt.
"AAANGHH~!!" she screamed. "IT IS BURNING~!! THE RING IS SPLITTING~!!"
He had only given her five inches.
