"Nobody's hurt you yet, have they?" Duke said, smiling crookedly. He stood there, with his huge prick jutting from the fly of his pants. Greta crawled to him on her knees, tongue swirling along the full red curve of her lips as she drew nearer and nearer to the meat of his cock.
She put one hand around his ankle and reached for his prick with the other, but he slapped her fingers and she drew back.
"No," he said, "I want Emily. Come here, you cunt, and get this cock. It's big and hard just for you."
Emily shivered. Of them all, he was the one she feared. He'd been the one who invaded her bedroom, stuck a needle in her ass, ravished her on the bed in the other room, ravished her with his hands, his mouth, his cock. He'd started her on this incredible slide into depravity. If there was one of these kidnapers she should hate and fear, it was Duke.
But she wasn't quite the same Emily who had been dragged from her bedroom. She had learned things about herself that were amazing, exciting, and a little scary, too. She willed the scariness to go away and she looked up at Duke, as boldly as she dared.
"Fuck you!" she said. "I'm tired… I don't want to do anything to your stupid prick. Let Greta have it. She's a fool for cock. I bet she's just dying to feel your cum squirting down her throat."
She crossed her arms smugly, looking up at the broken-nosed Duke with a smirk of defiance.
He didn't answer. He took a step toward her, and she drew back defensively, but he already knew what he was going to do and she was simply trying to second-guess him. She never suspected that he was going to grab her long, auburn-dark hair, and pull as if he meant to yank it out of her pretty head.
"Owwwww!" she screamed, her eyes filling with tears at the pain, but when he jerked, she lurched toward him, and she grabbed with both hands at his cock.
He lowered his pants as she held his prick. He wore nothing underneath them, nothing but the hard-on that filled her fist. The trousers dropped to his ankles. He moved, making his cock slide in and out of her trembling grip.
"Now suck it!" he said. "I want to feel it go all the way inside your fucking mouth, Emily! I want to screw your Goddamn tonsils!"
You son of a bitch, she thought, but he pulled her hair again and she knew it wasn't the time to get snotty. Instead she brought her face down to his cock and she started to lick it, very slowly, very erotically, the way she'd watched Greta licking at Chaz's tool.
Her tongue moved up and down the stiffened cock, tracing the line of veins and the outline of his big, swollen cock-knob. She held him by the tip, his cock pointing upright, and she licked up and down the underside of the cock-shaft, her tongue following the huge shape of his bloated cum-vein.
"Yeah!" she heard him sigh. "That's more like it, baby!"
She wanted to bite his prick off, but she knew better than to try. Instead she contented herself with nibbling his cum-vein. She felt the shudder in his cock as her teeth scraped at the big tube, and she traced it up and down his upright prick.
Her face came down onto his balls. The hairs got into her nose, and she almost sneezed, but she didn't stop mouthing him. She cupped his balls with her free hand, rolling the stones inside the bag, and then she took them inside her mouth, sucking friskily at his balls. After a few minutes, the taste and the texture became quite involving. Emily began to hum around the balls in her mouth, and her fingers slid up and down the stiffness of Duke's cock.
"You're learning fast," she heard him sigh as she hand-fucked his cock vigorously while yummying his balls with her hot wet mouth. She let the balls ease out and she licked her way around them. Her finger pushed back, into the crack of his ass, and she felt him squirm. "Fast and nasty. Go ahead, baby, play with my, asshole while you suck my prick. I like that, too."
She worked her finger back and forth between his hairy cheeks. He was warm and moist in there, and the cheeks seemed to squeeze rhythmically at her finger as she stroked him. She could feel the heat of his asshole as her finger's edge slid across it. Gulping, she pushed his cock downward, toward her open mouth, and she took his prick into her mouth.
He moved into her shallowly but forcefully. She jerked back, almost losing him, but her lips snapped shut and the cock remained trapped. Her lips gnawed at his prick, twisting, stretching and rocking on the hard meaty cock. Her drool was making him wetter. He moved his ass, pumping cock in and out of Emily's mouth. She gulped and took him a little deeper, sucking harder as he urged more of his prick into her not entirely unwilling oral chamber.
Her mouth gulped harder, and she felt more of Dukey entering her mouth. Her lips stretched widely as the big shaft slid home. He eyes began to enlarge, as if her head was so full of cock there was no room left for eyeballs. The tip of him edged into the upper end of her throat.
But hands were on her body. She recognized the touch of Greta, could smell the other waiting presence, almost at the same moment. The small soft hands cupped her tits. The warm full lips pressed at her shoulder, her neck, her cheek. Emily sighed around Duke's cock, and she stirred, and more of him slipped inside, but she didn't feel that badly about it now, and it was surprisingly easy, all considered.
Another hand was working her legs. She squirmed, responding to the friction of Chaz's palm moving up and down the inside of her tingling thigh. She reached down, covering his hand, and guiding it to her cunt.
She steered Chaz's fingers onto the plump, wet-lipped bun of her pussy, and he re-entered the hot tight cunt tube that he'd already explored so deeply and digitally not long ago. He had one finger in her cunt, another tickling her clit. Her clit shivered and stiffened, and Emily's pussy began to fill with hot sticky juice that leaked onto Chaz's hand as he continued to penetrate her.
She was hardly aware that Duke's cock was halfway down her throat, that her lips were pressed against his balls and the base of his groin. The realization almost made her gag, but she was salivating so heavily that gulping only greased her throat that much more. He pulled out a little, came back in again, and she gulped again, but she was taking him, holding him. She heard Greta purr in approval as the blondes hands continued to caress Emily's upper body.
The hand she'd been using to guide Chaz was no longer needed on that job. He lifted it from his, pulled it slightly to the left, and Emily squirmed excitedly as he fitted her fingers around the stiff shaft of his cock.
He'd squirted a gallon of hot cum down her throat, but here he was, hard as a rock all over again, and the proof of his arousal throbbed massively inside Emily's fist. She clamped down and started to work her fist up and down his prick, milking him with the same rhythm that he used in finger-fucking her wet hot pussy. Her mouth slid up and down over the bulk of Duke's cock.
She heard Duke sigh, and he yanked his cock out of her mouth. She snapped for it with hungry, impulsive lips, but he was out of reach. She looked up at him, licking her lips, sticking out her tongue to tease him.
"Gimme some more!" she said huskily. "I want more!"
He was panting hard, fist jerking up and down the hard shaft of his prick.
"You want more?" he said. "I'll give you some more, bitch!"
She stroked harder at his cock. It looked bigger, sticking out of his fist, than Emily had ever imagined a cock could be. The head was blood-red and enormous, shining where she had coated it with the wet flow of her drool while he was in her mouth.
Greta's hands squeezed at Emily's tits, milking the nipples with erotic insistence. Chaz's finger worked in and out of Emily's cunt, his thumb rubbing hot passion into her clit. Her own hand moved lightly but with unmistakable power on Chaz cock, and she could feel him trembling in her grip.
Duke was still pumping his prick. Froth was bubbling on his lips, and his chest heaved. His fist was tight around the big cock, and Emily knew he was going to come. Rocking between Chaz and Greta, she could only lie back, panting, waiting.
"Aaahhh!" Duke gasped, and the cum began to fly from the tip of his enormous cock. Emily jerked back automatically as the first spurt left him, but it splashed against her tits, and she relaxed as Duke continued to gush his jizz onto her tits and Greta's fondling hands.
Her chest was splattered with the sticky white stuff. She looked down at herself, shivering in delight. She had a hand free, and she raised it to her chest, touching one of the cum-bubbles.
"Lick it off yourself!" Duke said. "I wanna see you eat my cum off your tits!"
Still stroking Chaz's cock, Emily inclined her head downward, tongue extended, and she slurped at the creamy cum that coated her tits. She heard Greta giggle, and the hot blonde squeezed up on Emily's tits, bringing them closer to the captive wife's face. Emily stretched out her tongue and worked it back and forth across a jism-smeared nipple.
She couldn't lick up all the cum. Some of it clung to her cheeks, her chin. When she'd gotten all she could, she looked up at Duke. She reached for his cock, leaning up so she could take the cum-dripping prick back into her mouth for a little more sucking.
His cock was starting to go soft when it entered her mouth. Emily yanked at him with her lips and teeth. He gasped, more in astonishment than in pain, but his cock filled up almost immediately, and the stiff prick filled Emily's mouth faster than she could suck it down. Her hand tightened on Chaz's cock, and she rammed her fist up and down the long hard prick.
"Oh, baby!" Duke gasped. "I think you're starting to get the idea now! Leggo my dick! I'm ready to fuck you now!"
Emily relaxed her mouth and leaned back.
Her pussy was sopping wet with Chaz finger still working in and out.
"I'm already being fucked." She giggled, pointing down at her finger-filled pussy. "And I'm going to come, real soon."
"Fuck me, Dukey!" Greta suggested, coming out from behind Emily. "Let's show this bitch that she doesn't know, as much as she thinks she does. She still has a few things to learn, I betcha."
Greta went onto her knees, putting a sofa cushion under them first, and her big round ass stuck up, all pink and shiny. Duke knelt behind her, after he'd kicked out of his fallen pants, and he played with the hard meat of his cock, looking at Greta's exposed cunt, then at Emily's sweaty, flushed face.
"Get her ready for me," he told Emily. "Lick her up and make her all hot and juicy so I can fuck her."
Emily was torn. She loved what she was doing to Chaz, and what Chaz was doing to her, but she was also dying to taste Greta's pussy just one more time.
"I know!" she said to Chaz. "You fuck me with this big sweet cock while I lick our little Greta, okay?"
She didn't wait for him to answer.
She crawled toward Greta, put her hands on the blonde's big ass, and started to lick and kiss away the trails of sweat that ran down Greta's flesh. Her own ass was sticking up, and she sensed, rather than observed, Chaz coming in behind her, his hard cock sticking out like a pointer's nose.
Spreading Greta's cheeks, she snake-fucked her tongue at the creamy pink slice of Greta's pussy. The lips snapped at her eagerly, and she spread them wide, working her tongue up and down the cuntal trench. Behind her, Chaz was going into position. She felt the kiss of his cock against her own cunt, and then he was inside her, pushing deeply, and she stopped licking Greta for a moment so she could gasp her own pleasure.
The tip of Chaz's cock rammed deeply into Emily's pussy, and she lifted up her ass, riding high, taking him on a slantwise fuck up her hot cunt. He hit bottom and she gasped. He pulled back, came at her again from a slightly altered angle.
His cock frictioned in and out of Emily's cunt, poking all the way to the root of her pussy. His balls made a ticklish swing along the ridge of her clit, and the hairs scraped like sandpaper it her highly aroused clit. She swung her ass in response, and she swallowed his cock with her hungry pussy.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed, dropping her face back down to Greta's cunt. She still had the cunt lips spread, and the pink gem-like button of Greta's clit was sticking out in arousal. Emily leaned lower and gave it a flicking lick that made the little bump quiver and grow even bigger. She pried the pussy mouth open and got her tongue inside, scooping out the hot cuntal wetness that oozed from Greta's aroused depths.
"No, baby," Duke said, tapping the side of Emily's face. She looked up. He stuck out his hand and pointed to Greta's tight red asshole. "That's where I'm gonna fuck her. That's where you have to get her all wet and hot and ready."
"Ooohhh!" Emily almost froze in distaste. "You want me to lick her asshole? Oh, God, that's so dirty!"
Duke pushed her face against the crack of Greta's ass.
"Yeah, bitch, and you know you're gonna love doing it. This must be heaven for you. You can do anything, and nobody will ever have to know how slutty you were with us, right? Well, get slutty, bitch! I wanna see your tongue fucking Greta's shithole!"
"C'mon!" Greta encouraged. "This is gonna be soooo much fun!"
Emily could have died for shame right then but Chaz's cock was still reaming her curt, and the heat of his fucking was putting her brain on hold. She knew that asshole-licking was perhaps the filthiest, most degrading, disgusting thing that she had yet been commanded to do. But as her pussy expanded and contracted to the hot horny fucking of Chaz's cock, she found her inhibitions slipping away.
She closed her eyes, pretending that she wasn't nervous, and she pressed her nose against Greta's rectum. She sniffed, but it didn't smell too much like shit.
She spread the cheeks, and she let her tongue work up and down over the rear part of Greta's crotch. She licked fast, hoping she might sort of slip-slide around the asshole, but the hole gaped, thanks to the spread of the cheeks, and on the second pass she felt her tongue brush it.
"Ohhhhh!" Greta gurgled. "I like that, baby! Yeah, stick your tongue inside me! Mmmmm, Emily, get me all wet and juicy! Drool all over my hot ass! Make me ache to get fucked in the shitter!"
The slutty, lustful tone of Greta's voice was a spur to Emily's clit. Or maybe it was the hot, hard way Chaz was fucking her with his cock. All she really knew was that she felt totally, erotically alive right now, and there was nothing she couldn't do if she put her mind to it. She grabbed the blonde's big hot ass and she spread the cheeks wide apart, so that the asshole looked as deep as a grave, and she stabbed her tongue hotly into the opening.
It did taste a little shitty, but it was too late to worry about that now. She worked her tongue around and around, reaming the wrinkled flesh of the hole, and she edged it as far inside as she could go. Greta moaned and squirmed and humped her ass up into Emily's face. Emily kept on licking. But licking wasn't enough.
She stuck her thumb into Greta's asshole, and she corkscrewed it in and out, opening the hole even more. The aroma of fucked ass was tangy in her nostrils. She shook her head, swirling her hair back out of her eyes, and she moved in, with both of her eyes wide open, now.
In her wildest dreams she'd never fantasized she could get off on anything like this, but there was no denying it, now that it was happening to her. She pulled her thumb out of Greta's ass and stuffed her tongue back in.
"Oooooweeee, baby!" Greta trilled. "Do it! Do ittttttt!"
She covered the asshole with her mouth and sucked. Saliva ran from her, drenching Greta even more than her own arousal was doing. She took a bite out of Greta's ass, nipping hard, wickedly, but not half as wicked as the in-out penetration of Chaz's cock, fucking the hell out of Emily's cunt. Her thumb shot back into the asshole, and she reamed again, dilating the shitter almost to the ripping point. Her fingertips were on Greta's pussy, and she could feel the clit throbbing with arousal.
Juices squired from Greta's cunt as Emily toyed with the pussy lips and slipped a finger up inside. The captive looked up over her shoulder at Duke.
"I think she's ready," she smirked. "If you think you're up to fucking this hot-assed bitch!"
"Get your head out of the way and I'll show you what I'm up to," Duke replied.
Emily lifted her head, shaking it to throw back the fallen-down hair once again, and she held her breath, watching as Duke steered the tip of his hugely swollen cock to Greta's asshole.
"Fuck me!" Greta panted. "In the ass, the mouth, the pussy – I don't give a fuck where you fuck me, just so you fuckin' fuuuuuck meeeee!"
"Put it in her!" Duke told Emily. "Put my cock in her ass!"
Emily giggled. She took hold of his cock and she pressed the tip against Greta's tiny asshole. She'd done a good job loosening up the muscles. The hole dilated as the big cock-knob pressed against it, and the velvety red flesh of Duke's cock eased into Greta's ass.
"Wooooohhhh!" Greta gasped as Emily wedged the cockhead just a little farther inside.
Emily was shivering, imagining the feel of a cock that size entering her own tiny asshole.
Duke pushed, and Emily's hands fell away. She wasn't needed now. He was wedged in Greta's asshole, and all he had to do was fight his cock the rest of the way into her shit tube. It didn't really look as if there was much of a fight involved.
Greta's hips were arched upward, and she was straining to take Duke's fat cock up her ass. There was no question she wanted it; the only problem was whether her asshole could expand far enough to take it inside. Duke pushed, and it seemed that her resistance died all at once. He slammed into her shitter, and Greta let out a wailing screeching scream.
Emily was on the point of screaming herself. Chaz was fucking the hell out of her pussy, but the sight of Greta, getting fucked in the ass, had driven Emily almost wild with arousal and desire.
"Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me too!" she gasped as Chaz rammed in and out of her cunt.
"Can I fuck you in the ass?" he asked. "Like Dukey's doing to Greta? You ready for that, Emily? You ready to get your shithole cherry popped?"
"No, God, no!" Emily moaned, "I mean, no, of course not! I mean – would it hurt a whole lot?"