"You undo the damn collar," Alex grunted, still thrusting his jism-spouting joy stick savagely into her ass. "Aaahh!" He banged into her ass cheek, his rock-hard balls bumping, rubbing, teasing carnal bliss from her wanting, spurting pussy.
"Oh God," Dee Dee groaned, clamping her lips I behind the glowing bulb cock in her mouth and sucked. She was in a libidinous heaven of insatiable lust. The hot come in her ass was delicious. The marvelous spongy radiating cock in her mouth was brushing exquisitely against her cheeks, her palate, her tongue, causing salivating sensuous desires to drool from her taste buds, but neither were satisfying her raging itch-ache monster so deep in her belly.
She wanted to be fucked! To feel searing, alive sperm pour down her throat from this provocative throbbing cock mystery. She wanted both, wanted to be fucked and feel the jism at the same time. She hunched her ass backwards for more pounding from the dwarf's now softening prong.
Marcus was delighted with this tender, beautiful teenager. She didn't know how to suck a cock, but she sure was willing. That was what he liked. Tender, young, cock-suckers. Cock-suckers he could train properly in the manly, art of head job.
He was so tired of professional whores or queers. A pro knew her job but was expensive and impersonal. The queers as a rule loved their work but were too eager to really clean out his balls. He wasn't a sadist like Alex, but he did demand total submissiveness in his women. That was what was missing in this tiny little girl's cock-sucking. She was slobbering over his cock, tonguing his pee hole, rolling her head so his swelling glans was touching and bumping every part of her small sultry mouth. She was rumbling his balls with her hot, darting, soothing tongue, and the gentle in and out head action drew up slivers of delight with her simultaneously delicate, soft hand jack-off on his shaft. It was all ungodly tantalizingly good and sensual; all it lacked for a super blow job was the tang of fear to dissolve her willingness and a pinch of hurt to heighten both their pleasure.
"Have you beat her ass?" Marcus unsnapped the collar and let it drop.
"With paddles!" Alex's eyes were shining. "Boy did she squeal. Lookie, her asshole won't let go of my cockhead."
Marcus laughed, it was true. His brother had withdrawn all of his semi-hard cock except the head. When he backed off, his prick lengthened and stretched out his base cock skin. She had him clamped like a bitch in heat. "Tight, huh?"
"The tightest!" Alex hunched backward some more and his oversized glans popped out like a cork. "But the best was in her begging. She acted like it was the first time."
Dee Dee's head circling on his glans penis, her hot tongue exploring his pee hole, her tender soft warm lips, sliding in drooling spit up and down his prick, was getting to Marcus. He didn't want to come this way. He wanted the fear. But "Aawww sshhittt!" He mashed his fingers in her billowy silken hair and drove his cock into her velutineus feverish mouth. His balls were volcanic and on the verge of erupting. He didn't want to come, yet didn't want to stop the intensifying goodness that was stiffening his prick like concrete.
He lunged his cock again for more of her mouth, her throat, her belly. He wanted to drive his rammer through her like a lance and have it sticking out of her ass. He wanted everything in her. But her sharp little teeth dug excruciating pain bullets just behind the head and forced him to stop his plunge. He exploded, his nuts in a gigantic rapturous orgasm, and he screamed. He cuffed at the ravenous head that was sucking and swallowing his life's juices, but he couldn't stop his weakness. "Aaaahhhhhh!" He quivered as her band still pumped for more, her mouth pulled and ate each delicious jerking come spurt.
"Enough!" He summoned strength to force her wanting mouth off his twitching cock. "Enough for now. Give me a break!"
Dee Dee was in an erotic daze. Each time Marcus' fleshy spigot had spurted its boiling musky juice into her mouth, her own slit had twitched sparks of erogenous pleasure and belched droplets of tantalizing pre-come. If she could have swallowed one more spurt or felt just one more orgasmic spasm, she would have come. She had been so close, but his wonderful meat pole had been torn from her. She could cry or scream, she didn't know which.
Her stomach ached horribly from the eating demands of her personal monster. She rubbed at her stomach while searching her mouth for a taste of Marcus' delicious released jism.
"We ain't through with her yet, are we brother?" Alex asked.
Dee Dee looked at his shining beady eyes and cruel smile. It made her shudder.
"Hell, no!" Marcus was catching his breath. "Take off those knee grips. We'll put her on the water bed!"
Sanity returned to Dee Dee with the unsnapping of the knee grips, and she found her voice. "Now wait." She stood and protested, "I said I'd sleep with each of you, and I have. That's enough! Now you have to let the boys fix my car!"
"Before you fix this?" Alex was leering and pointing to his fully aroused devil's prick.
Dee Dee flushed at the sight of his disproportioned prober. How could anything so grotesque have given her so much pleasure? But then, it hadn't given her pleasure. It had hurt, hadn't it? "I," she stuttered and didn't know why she was stammering, "I already fixed it once. That's enough!"
"Oh," Alex grinned, stooped, and retrieved the ping-pong paddle. "You want some more of this instead?"
A strange stimulating chill swept over Dee Dee at the sight of the horrible wooden spanker. She instinctively rubbed her sore and bruised bottom. "No," she said, "please, no more of that." Then she was horrified to hear what followed out of her mouth. "No more of anything, and you can't make me!"
She looked at the evil smiles that erupted over the faces of Marcus and Alex. Why had she said that? What was the matter with her? Marcus was huge. He could break her in two with one blow of his hairy, meaty arm, and she had already felt the strength of the dwarf. Besides, she was naked, helpless, and locked in a sound proof torture room. They could do anything they wished with her, and she couldn't stop them. So, why had she challenged them?
"You're right, iambic pie." Marcus winked at Alex, his voice solicitous, "We can't make you do anything you don't want to do!" He turned to Alex, his face a question. "Should we show her Sister Maude's bridal bed?"
"Yeahhh!" Alex's eyes and mouth were both beaming.
"This way, Honey!" Marcus took her left arm, Alex took her right, and they walked her to what looked like a rub-down table, only different. It had holes on one end, was hinged to bend in the middle and had an octopus apparatus of rubber tubes and a motor beneath it. Dee Dee didn't resist, didn't protest, didn't do anything except breath faster in anticipation.
This couldn't be happening to her. This had to be happening to some other perverted girl in her body. She, herself, wanted to submit to their desire, she wanted to screw and fuck and suck them until not only they had enough, but her own personal itch-ache beast was satisfied. Still this other her was resisting, demanding pain. What had happened to her?
"Up you go." Marcus lifted her to the table as if she were a feather. "Over on your stomach and set your sweet titties in those holes so they hang nice and free."
Oh God! What were they going to do? And why was she so willing?
"Your arms over the sides, baby." Alex took her right wrist and clamped on a cold handcuff before unreasonable panic flooded her brain and turned her into a screaming, hysterical blob.
She was yelling, begging, and fighting their combined strength as her left wrist was dropped and secured. Then in rapid succession, her knees were splayed and cuffed and soft rubber things attached to her breast nipples.
"Simmer down," Alex's sharp voice broke into her babbling, and the familiar swish of the paddle froze her throat in wild, crazy anticipation.
Whack!! The terrible searing, branding blow engulfed her struggling body and stilled her movements to a quivering insane delight. "Oohh!" She came quickly, then cringed at her other self as a coarse, unreal voice spit out obscenities. "You rotten bastards! You dirty fucking cocksuckers! Beat me! Beat me!"
Whack!! Fire exploded on her other cheek. Then tears and sobs wrenched from her throat as a terrible burning hurt washed over her body and poured the excruciating ecstatic come juice from her twitching spitting funnel. "Stop!" she managed between gasps of insane pleasure-pain. "Stop… I'll do anything, but stop, please!"
"Anything?"
Dee Dee could make out Marcus smiling at her through the red hurt-haze. "Yes," she bobbed her head, "yes, yes!"
"Then you want to swallow this?" Marcus waved his long ruby-tipped corona before her face.
Dee Dee focused on his still saliva-wet, ivory, bluish-veined splendid meat rod that was standing out so proudly from his pubic-haired nest. She could see his heartbeat in the thick artery that pulsated from the succulent knob head down its length to shaft base, and she could smell the lustful male muskiness that radiated from its pee hole.
She swallowed to control her salivating taste glands. She did want to suck it, chew it, eat it, swallow it. "Yes." She opened her mouth and pursed her lips for the delicious jism horn.
Marcus laughed and withdrew his candy stick. "Not yet, Pussy. Not yet. Start the machine, Alex!"
There was a click of a switch then a soft humming, and almost immediately the rubber caps attached to her pink hard breast nipples began alternatingly sucking, relaxing, sucking, relaxing. "Oohhh," Dee Dee moaned and dropped her head in erogenous bliss. It felt so good, so ungodly stimulating, so sensuously delightful. It was as if Bo was sucking and teasing and driving her wild each draw pulled her nipple out and stretched the node for her orgasm. Then, just when her body began quivering for explosion, it would teasingly relax its lascivious grasp and begin on her other resilient globe. It was ecstatic, it was maddening.
"She's coming around," Alex's voice broke in.
"Let's drop the table."
Dee Dee was aware of them on either side of her bed. Something was released and her body was bent at the waist. She was now half on the table, her arms strapped to the sides, her breasts swollen from excitement. She was in a kneeling position, her ass and cunt barren and unprotected to the world.
Unexpectedly, delightfully, she felt Alex's grotesque devil's spear brush and rub on her chalice lips. That was what she wanted, oh yes! "Put it in," she cried, "ram it in!" She hunched backwards toward the magic wand that could still her personal beast.
Alex did. Slowly. "Oohhh," she moaned, as his fervent knob pushed inside her vulva and entered. She spasmed her twat lips and greedily gripped his marvelous cock just behind the oversized rubber bulb and tried to emulate the drawing, sucking action of whatever was delighting her tits. "Ohh! All the way," she begged. "Deeper! Deeper!"
Alex entered another inch or two, backed off, then drove to the hilt of his burning pole. He grunted in pleasure and let his prick soak in her drooling tight furnace.
It consumed Dee Dee with desire. Alex's glowing poker had triggered an insatiable urge for friction, movement, relief. She bucked and thrust her ass backwards and forward, trying to pump up the just-beyond hesitating soul-draining orgasm. Then suddenly, he pulled it completely out.
"Put it back," she cried, "fuck me! I'm coming, fuck me!!" She jerked at her manacled wrists to free herself and to get back on his prick. She almost been there. She just needed one more jab.
"You want orgasms," Alex said. "Great baby, I got just the thing!" He spread her vulva and inserted what felt like a golf ball, only it had a string or wire attached.
"What?" she was suddenly frightened. "What is it? What are you doing?"
"Sister Maude's bridal cock." Marcus patted her head. "She loves it! We do it to her all the time!"
Again a switch was flipped. "Eeeeeiii! Aaaaee!" Dee Dee screamed as simultaneously her mind was blown apart.
Alternating electric currents contracted, then released every muscle and tissue in the labyrinth of her vagina. Her clitoris literally vibrated and cast off rapturous bolts of excruciating orgasms. One after another, on and on. Her body was suddenly a volcano of erotic fire.
"Nnnnnoooooooo!!" She begged. Her mind was a distorted, disorganized blob of lascivious insanity. She couldn't stand it. No one could stand such an onslaught of unrelenting organistic madness. She was moaning, screaming, raving as the exquisite torture spurted rivulets of cunt fluid from her twitching erupting crevice. It was torturous yet the greatest most wonderful lover in the world.
"Stop it! Stop! It! Stop! It! I… can't… ooohhrreheee! Can't stand it!"
Miraculously it ceased.
"Now suck!" Marcus placed his throbbing whang to her lips. "And do it right or we turn it on again!"
Dee Dee was exhausted but mouthed the head eagerly. Anything to keep that torturous machine off. Marcus' cock tasted wonderful, mixed with the erotic breast massage from whatever was attached to her tits. His prick was so comforting in her mouth. It was smooth, slippery, just a long resilient warm meat pole, and perfect for her mouth size. It glowed with maleness and hidden joy. She caught one drop of pre-come on her tongue as it seeped out of his gently ramming rod and savored the salty bleach-flavored ooze. She liked this. No, she loved the feel of his hot velvety hammer probing the roof of her mouth, her cheeks, her tongue. Loved the way it slid in and out of her clutching lips as he gently fucked her face as the wondrous things were teasing currents of succulent pleasure from her nipple. She would have to do this with Bo. Have to. Oh, no!
Alex was going to fuck her ass again!
Marcus was enjoying this young little cocksucker. She didn't really know what she was doing, but he would teach her. In the meantime, her sharp little teeth gripped his hammer just behind his glans so he couldn't pull loose, and her cheeks actually sunk in from the force of her sucking. Yes, he would teach her good! Still, she was so tiny, with such a small mouth and neck, perhaps be shouldn't.
Her persistent chewing action, the hot slobbering saliva in her mouth, her darting exploring tongue on his pee hole were all getting to him. She could really suck a cock. He reached down, took her by the ears and aligned her mouth with her throat. He wanted all of his cock in her. His balls were jiggling, rumbling, and building up an excess of jism. She had prevented him from jamming his rod down her throat the first time by tooth-gripping his prick, but not this time. Now she was going to learn what sucking a cock was all about.
"Take a deep breath, pussy, and hold it!" he ordered and waited until she inhaled. "All right." He was panting, his cock was on fire. "Now relax your throat muscles, here I come." He held her head tightly and shoved his cock into her throat mightly.
Dee Dee tried to shut her throat and overcome the terrible urge to gag. But the pressure behind his burning grizzle was too much. She felt her throat open and the huge cock slid deep in her gullet. She panicked and swallowed desperately, trying to clear her air passages so she could breath. The more she swallowed the deeper his searing meat pole entered her throat. It went past everything, past swallowing, past air pass-age, and stretched into her esophagus. "Uuummm… uuummm," she tried to ask for air, but the wonderful whang continued until her nose was buried in his pubic hairs.
My God, she had done it! The wonderful steaming meat was all the way in her throat, and she wasn't dead! Nothing had happened except she couldn't stop her swallowing reflexes, nor the light-headed erotic pleasure that was engulfing her body. Oh, it was good. Oh God, she wanted it in further! Then it started out! Its tip past her swallower and windpipe and stopped free to let her breath air, to lick and chew on the tasty cucumber.
"Deep breath again," Marcus urged.
Dee Dee did, only this time, as his cock slid down her throat, she felt erogenous pain-pleasure from Alex's deformed devil tail as it forced past her ass sphincter and plowed up to her colon.
"Ooohhhh." In her ass, down her throat, on her tits… oh God she was in a cocksucking, asshole-fucking, tit-sucking heaven. So why couldn't she come? Why did heaven remain just a hint away?
Alex was used to assholes. It was the only way to fuck. But this teenage beauty had the tightest, sweetest, smallest, most tender shit shoot he had ever fucked. He loved the way she tried to prevent his meat from entering. He liked her moans of hurt, of displeasure, but most of all, he loved the idea of fucking an ass that no one ever had fucked before.
Jeeesse! He drove his prick in to the hilt. Then he finger-gripped her young pinkish firm ass globes and mashed. "Wiggle your ass, bitch!" he commanded and slapped her hard with his calloused finger. That brought her attention back to his business. "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" He drove savagely in and out of her snug, sultry anal sleeve, pumping for orgasm relief and snarled and slapped her ass for the exquisite bombastic delirium he knew lay in her hot soft ass. "Yaaa yaaa!" He was coming. Her rotten, ripe, bitter, sweet, resisting, submitting, fiery ass was tugging and hammering at his balls to release their heaven's nectar. His cock was beyond swelling, it was going to explode. All that was lacking was… He reached down quickly and flipped the switch on Sister Maude's bridal cock.
Marcus didn't care if Dee Dee breathed or not. He was in the deep short rolls, his cock sliding with just a hint of tightness down into the depths of this bitch's velutinous hotness. His balls, as if in slow motion, had opened and projected the first of many insanely carnal blasts of ecstasy toward his cock hole. He was, coming. His eyes were glazed, his body suspended in salacious delight as he rammed her head against his pelvic to get more of his tool down her throat. He was yelling, Alex was yelling, and suddenly, the girl was quivering and jerking like a fish speared in the mouth and ass, then suspended to flop. Marcus screamed as his cock bucked and puked jism bullets down the bitch's throat.
Dee Dee felt Marcus' cock stiffen and swell in her throat simultaneously with Alex's devil spear in her ass. Both quickened their cadence and increased the thrusts. She didn't care, except she knew they were close to orgasm while she was worlds away. She wasn't in pain, far from it. She loved the taste and feel of a cock as it slipped effortlessly up and down her throat. She loved the smell and enjoyed the tickle of his pubic hairs when he bottomed out. The same with Alex. Each time he drove into her excited ass, his balls would slap against her drooling clitoris and send luscious electrical slivers of delicious ecstasy cascading throughout her. Still, she wanted to peak, wanted release from her personal hell beast that was thrashing so in her stomach.
She heard Marcus and Alex yell and felt the dual boiling love sperm spouts of burning bullets in her throat and ass. Oh God! Oh God! If only then Alex turned on the thing in her cunt and she went completely insane.
Never, ever, had anything consumed her so totally. She was driven outside herself in excruciating, rapturous carnal lust. Her throat contracted around Marcus' splendid spouting spigot, her stomach and groin muscles clung and sucked on Alex's devil spear, her clitoris and vulva vibrated and gushed streams of ecstatic juice, her breasts were blown apart from volcanic pleasure. While all the time her total body and mind zigzagged and sputtered, whirled and exploded in an avalanche of unbearable, erogenous desire and release, of not being able to stand such joy, but, please God, never let it stop!
It was too much! She really couldn't stand it. The last she remembered was trying to scream with Marcus' prick still down her throat.