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Authors: M.J. Aleese
Tags: Erótica
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“It will look even better with a diamond on that cheek.” Without warning the anal plug was removed.
Boss man spoke again, “On your knees, cunt.” She fell to the concrete ground, “Lips on my shoe." She obeyed, lifting her battered ass in the air. “Lick it." Her tongue tasted the dirt and grit on the top of his work boot. The others laughed and bantered.
“Yeah, she’s going to use that tongue on me."
“I want to feel it on my hole,” more laughter.
Next, someone pressed her face into the floor and pulled the dildo from her cunt. “Check this out boys, its dripping.” She tried to hide her embarrassment. They were right. Her cunt clenched, as hot thick come seeped from her swollen lips.
“Make her suck it clean." The faces now came into range. She counted five, including boss man. Wasn’t this every woman’s dream? The idea of being kidnapped by strangers, forced to provide sexual pleasures, and humiliated for their enjoyment. To soon the reality of dream verses nightmare would materialize.
Assuming the position Liam taught her, a skinny wiry guy forced the wet dildo into her mouth. She sucked and slurped recognizing the taste of her own cum. Boss man waited a few minutes and took over instruction. He pulled the silicone dick from her mouth and said, “Fuck that. You are sucking me instead of that piece of plastic." He unzipped his pants and unfolded his shaft. Diana’s eyes enlarged as she viewed his cock. It was bigger than Liam’s. The idea of sucking his piece terrified her. She didn’t have time to contemplate. He stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and forced his cock deep into her throat. No struggling or gagging was permitted. Any sign of disobedience resulted in swift corporal punishment. Physical retribution brought these men as much joy as sexual domination.
Later Diana wouldn’t be able to recall how long the abuse lasted, or how long they used her. Nevertheless, use her, they did. She sucked every cock, swallowing every drop of semen. At times, the men chose to spray their emissions onto her hair, tits, and stomach. They fucked her pussy, mouth, and ass. At one point she had three cocks inside of her. The astronomical pain made her fear she would split open. Never had she considered that she could simultaneously withstand a penis in her vagina and ass. She would have screamed, but the cock in her mouth demanded attention.
Boss man made her beg for every abuse. “Please, Master, fuck my mouth." “Please, Master, beat my pussy with your belt." “Please, Master, make me cry in pain." Then she was required to thank them for their cruelty. “Thank you, Master, for hurting me." “Thank you for training me to be a better slave."
At one point she begged for a bathroom. Boss man laughed and told her to squat and pee. The humiliating act reduced her to tears. At the same time her cunt throbbed. She lowered her ass and tried to release the urine. The eyes of all five men made it difficult to relax the necessary muscles. A few lashes with one of their belts provided the incentive to allow the urine to stream onto the cement floor. She tried to keep it away from her feet. When she finished, Boss man told her to lie down in the puddle. The warehouse cooled her, yet, the warm pee combined with embarrassment made her cheeks redden.
Another activity, for the amusement of these trainers, included various items for whipping. One of them secured a chain from a beam and strung Diana by her wrists. She strained, as only her toes remained earthbound. The cane proved the most painful. She was able to compare that to a leather whip, riding crop, and belt. Beatings served as intermission, as well as an aphrodisiac, for rock hard sex again and again.
She strived for obedience and tried to refrain from crying or screaming. Sometimes the agony was too intense, she couldn’t stop herself. Begging only met reproach. However, at times, begging for relief was all that she could manage.
When they finally
Boss man spoke again, “On your knees, cunt.” She fell to the concrete ground, “Lips on my shoe." She obeyed, lifting her battered ass in the air. “Lick it." Her tongue tasted the dirt and grit on the top of his work boot. The others laughed and bantered.
“Yeah, she’s going to use that tongue on me."
“I want to feel it on my hole,” more laughter.
Next, someone pressed her face into the floor and pulled the dildo from her cunt. “Check this out boys, its dripping.” She tried to hide her embarrassment. They were right. Her cunt clenched, as hot thick come seeped from her swollen lips.
“Make her suck it clean." The faces now came into range. She counted five, including boss man. Wasn’t this every woman’s dream? The idea of being kidnapped by strangers, forced to provide sexual pleasures, and humiliated for their enjoyment. To soon the reality of dream verses nightmare would materialize.
Assuming the position Liam taught her, a skinny wiry guy forced the wet dildo into her mouth. She sucked and slurped recognizing the taste of her own cum. Boss man waited a few minutes and took over instruction. He pulled the silicone dick from her mouth and said, “Fuck that. You are sucking me instead of that piece of plastic." He unzipped his pants and unfolded his shaft. Diana’s eyes enlarged as she viewed his cock. It was bigger than Liam’s. The idea of sucking his piece terrified her. She didn’t have time to contemplate. He stepped forward, grabbed her hair, and forced his cock deep into her throat. No struggling or gagging was permitted. Any sign of disobedience resulted in swift corporal punishment. Physical retribution brought these men as much joy as sexual domination.
Later Diana wouldn’t be able to recall how long the abuse lasted, or how long they used her. Nevertheless, use her, they did. She sucked every cock, swallowing every drop of semen. At times, the men chose to spray their emissions onto her hair, tits, and stomach. They fucked her pussy, mouth, and ass. At one point she had three cocks inside of her. The astronomical pain made her fear she would split open. Never had she considered that she could simultaneously withstand a penis in her vagina and ass. She would have screamed, but the cock in her mouth demanded attention.
Boss man made her beg for every abuse. “Please, Master, fuck my mouth." “Please, Master, beat my pussy with your belt." “Please, Master, make me cry in pain." Then she was required to thank them for their cruelty. “Thank you, Master, for hurting me." “Thank you for training me to be a better slave."
At one point she begged for a bathroom. Boss man laughed and told her to squat and pee. The humiliating act reduced her to tears. At the same time her cunt throbbed. She lowered her ass and tried to release the urine. The eyes of all five men made it difficult to relax the necessary muscles. A few lashes with one of their belts provided the incentive to allow the urine to stream onto the cement floor. She tried to keep it away from her feet. When she finished, Boss man told her to lie down in the puddle. The warehouse cooled her, yet, the warm pee combined with embarrassment made her cheeks redden.
Another activity, for the amusement of these trainers, included various items for whipping. One of them secured a chain from a beam and strung Diana by her wrists. She strained, as only her toes remained earthbound. The cane proved the most painful. She was able to compare that to a leather whip, riding crop, and belt. Beatings served as intermission, as well as an aphrodisiac, for rock hard sex again and again.
She strived for obedience and tried to refrain from crying or screaming. Sometimes the agony was too intense, she couldn’t stop herself. Begging only met reproach. However, at times, begging for relief was all that she could manage.
When they finally
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