Pablo quickly realized what had happened. The open bottle of tequila in Raul's hand combined with the fact that Vivian was still on her knees and that her hair was ruffled left little to the imagination. His intuition told him that Raul had already fucked the girl in the mouth.
"I have the confession," he said, displaying the large manila envelope while he moved closer to the girl. His kindly smile turned to a lecherous grin as his desires for the lovely gringo girl began to build. She had been on his mind the whole time he was out of the office.
"Oh, please help me!" Vivian cried, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. She was still on her knees and more scared than ever. It was obvious that her would-be hero was as evil as the madman who had just made her suck him off. She cringed as her eyes caught sight of his swollen crotch.
"You need more than help," Raul laughed as he moved next to the girl. "You need a miracle," he finished, his hands again pressing against Vivian's firm young tits, making the nipples respond against her will.
"Please stop!" Vivian screamed, fighting the hands that roughly grasped her tender jugs. All she wanted was to see her lover, Max. Why was all this happening to her?
Raul again smacked the struggling girl across the face, stunning her into submission.
"She is one hot little mamma," Pablo moaned as he joined Raul next to the girl, dropping the manila envelope on the floor, freeing his hands. He wanted to touch the girl and ram his cock into her mouth, but still had to wait for Raul to invite him to take the pleasures that were setting him on fire.
Vivian trembled with fear, the combination of abuse and alcohol totally new to her. The reality of her dilemma was almost too much to comprehend. All of her life she had been pampered and given the best that the world had to offer; the sudden change in the circumstance of her existence was more than frightening – it was exciting. Much to her horror, Vivian found that the tequila, the lack of sex for over a year, and the humiliation at the hands of a perfect stranger were all combining to arouse her.
"Do you want to have your cock sucked?" Raul asked Pablo as he ripped Vivian's dress from her chest, revealing her tender upturned tits to view.
"I want to shove my cock as deep as it will go down her lovely throat," Pablo chimed, reaching out and caressing the exposed tits, making the nipples taut. His cock was straining against his pants, showing just how excited he was.
"Oh, please stop!" Vivian cried, clutching at her boobs, trying to ward off the probing hands of both men. She wanted desperately to hide the effect on her of their assault.
"Did you hear that, Pablo? She said to please stop!" Raul laughed.
Vivian opened her mouth and breathed as deeply as she could and then screamed. Both men laughed and continued with their assault, leaving the girl totally aware of her helpless state. Hands mauled her body, and she heard her dress rip again. She was determined to struggle. She screamed and kicked, trying to fight both men and the tequila as well. She was forced onto her back while her dress was completely ripped from her. She fought back, but to little effect; her clean white panties were wrenched to shreds, leaving her totally naked. Four hands at a time were roving up and down her body, touching, pinching, mauling, and defiling.
Vivian suddenly grew too weak to struggle. Her mind raced back to the tender love she had had with Max. It had been so different than this!
Pablo pried her legs open and rammed two of his short stubby fingers into her cunt. He was so hot that he had begun to drool. It had been a long time since he had been next to a girl so young and lovely. A drop of pre-cum pushed to the tip of his swollen prick.
Raul found himself becoming excited again. The sight of Vivian's naked body set him on fire. He wanted to shove his hard cock into her soft, satiny cunt. He watched as Pablo's fingers worked in and out of her lovely pussy, making the girl suck in her breath and squirm wantonly.
"Jesus, is she tight!" Pablo groaned. "My fingers can hardly fit into her hot little snatch."
"Well, don't stretch it too far, I'd like to fuck something tight myself," Raul moaned as he continued to abuse the girl's tender tits.
Vivian sobbed, unable to do anything else about the assault her body was undergoing. Foul-tasting lips crushed against her own and made her want to puke. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see whose tongue was forcing its way into her mouth. She was suddenly thankful for the tequila Raul had forced down her throat. She was becoming drunk enough to lessen the humiliation of her rape.
"You fuck her in the mouth while I get some of this hot pussy," Raul said to Pablo as he unzipped his fly, exposing his hard prick.
"Okay," Pablo sighed, pulling his fingers from the girl's trembling cunt with a plop.
The two men positioned themselves over the naked girl. Raul was between her legs and Pablo over her face. They were both burning with lust.
"Open that pussy, baby, here comes a hot hard prick," Raul grunted as he pushed against the yielding flesh of Vivian's lovely cunt.
"Oh, God help me!" Vivian screamed as the invading cock pushed into her box. Her cuntlips opened to the reaming cock that spread open her hole. For a moment she was sure it was Max, and responded by clutching at the body that pressed against her soft flesh. Just as quickly she tried to push the body off. She was totally confused by her drunken state.
Pablo knelt over the girl's face and unzipped his fly, letting his bulbous cock jump out. He used his hands to rub the tool over her lips and cheeks. The softness of her skin added to the desire that was already burning in his groin. He wanted to push his cock into her warm wet mouth and shoot his load down her throat.
The feeling of the hard cock pushing to the depths of her pussy made Vivian buck up to meet the invader. Her pussy was slick and smooth and took the entire length of the cock without pain. She shuddered as the pounding prick pushed up against her swelling clit. A sob of despair escaped her lips as she tried to remember she was being raped. The arousal she was feeling did more to humiliate her than anything the men could do.
Raul's hands swept under her ass while Pablo ran his dripping cock over her lips, stabbing it into her face while he jacked it.
"Please, dear God…" Vivian groaned as her body trembled on the verge of a climax. She wanted to deny the response her body was about to experience.
Pablo used his hands to pry open the girl's jaws and inserted his prick between her lips. The warmth of her mouth almost made him come immediately. He strained, trembling to keep his orgasm from coming so quickly. He wanted to linger on in her mouth for a while and enjoy the blow job for as long as possible.
Raul's clutching hands pulled apart the cheeks of the girl's ass and plunged a long hard finger into her puckering asshole, making her wiggle and squirm under him.
Oh, my God! Why am I on fire? Vivian asked herself as her pussy pushed up to meet the pounding prick that filled her while her asshole clutched at the piercing finger and she sucked at the cock in her mouth.
"She likes it, Pablo!" Raul groaned, feeling the girl respond to his expert fucking. Her pussy was gripping his cock, manipulating it with a mind of its own, sending shivering sensations sweeping across his body. He continued to push his finger in and out of her asshole in tempo with his rapidly pounding cock, adding to his pleasure.
"She's a regular slut!" Pablo bellowed in response, his hard cock pushing against the back of the girl's throat, amazed at the way it opened to him.
Vivian was shocked at the responses of her body. It was trembling on the verge of an orgasm; her pussy was clutching madly at the stiff cock, while her throat opened willingly to another prick as she could suck the entire length into her mouth. She was drunk with tequila and mad with lust, all the time hating the way her clit throbbed, and shuddering as her pussy began to spasm with a climax.
"Oh! AHHH!" she screamed as the pleasure of an orgasm coupled with the pain and shock and alcohol. The utter truth that she was capable of experiencing a climax under such conditions left her with a sick feeling.
Raul knew the girl was coming and continued to wriggle his finger around in her tight asshole while his prick ran in and out of her slick hot cunt. He used his free finger to stroke her hard clit and sent her reeling into the bliss of a multiple climax.
Vivian began to pant heavily, sucking the cock in her mouth as deeply as she could. The image of Max flashed into her mind, and, for a moment, she thought it was his prick that left the salty taste and odor in her mouth and nostrils. She was beside herself; there was nothing she could do about the responses of her body.
"I'm coming!" Pablo shrieked as his bulbous cockhead slammed against the back of the willing throat that received the river of sperm that pushed from his balls while the rest of his shaft was caressed tenderly by the girl's mouth and tongue.
Vivian willingly accepted the hot jism as it poured into her throat and instantly compared the taste with the first she had sampled just a short time ago.
Raul continued to push and pound with his cock in the girl's tender hot hole. He could feel his own climax build and brutally shoved a second finger into her tight asshole, making her squirm with renewed passion and adding to the friction his cock was feeling.
Pablo pulled his cock from the sucking girl's mouth with puckering noises. He wiped the head across her face and squeezed a few more drops of cum from his drained cock. He wiped them over her entire face and laughed.
Vivian shuddered with disgust at her reaction to what was happening to her. She didn't understand why the pain and humiliation were turning her on, but there was no disguising the fact that her body was alive with both desire and passion.
"I'm going to bust my rocks!" Raul howled with pleasure as he erupted with a violent climax, shooting his hot, sticky fuck juice into the panting girl while he rammed his fingers into her ass as deeply as possible.
Pablo zipped up his fly as he looked at the humping couple on the floor. The girl's mouth was warm and wet and he knew from the frantic fucking of Raul that her pussy was hot and tight. It was a shame that they didn't have enough time to fuck her some more before they transferred her to the Procuraduria. She was so nice and young that it seemed a shame to send her to such a brutal place.
Raul slowly pushed himself from the girl's burning twat and stood looming over her. He pushed his cock into his pants and zipped up his fly.
"This little bitch must sign the confession!" he bellowed in his most menacing voice as he reached down and pulled the still panting girl to her feet. She was naked and helpless against the men.
"What do you want of me?" Vivian finally sobbed. All this talk about smuggling and a confession was spinning in her head just like everything else. The tequila and the rape had left her drained, both mentally and physically. She found the humiliation of her enjoyment of the perverse sex acts more confusing than anything else.
"I want you to sign this confession!" Raul said as she accepted the large manila envelope Pablo picked up off the floor.
"B-But…" Vivian stuttered. She had done nothing wrong and was at a loss as to why she was being treated the way she was. After all, she was the daughter of a United States Senator and a good Christian; she was drunk and deep in turmoil.
Raul backhanded the girl, knocking her to the floor before she could say anything. He was determined that she be submissive to his every command.
"Pablo," he said, turning to the older man, "get the tequila."
Pablo did as he was told and fetched the bottle from the desk where Raul had set it earlier. He was still excited by the naked girl and was hoping to fuck her again before Raul was finished.
Vivian lay stunned on the floor. The room was spinning and the fear she was experiencing was racing now to new heights. She was still uncertain as to why she was being detained, or why she had been so ruthlessly raped. The only thing she was sure of was that it was useless to resist the two men and that it would be best if she did as she was told, if for no other reason than to avoid further violence. Her father would find out what had happened and do something – that was her only hope.
Raul took the bottle of tequila from Pablo's hand as the older man moved next to him again.
"Stand up, you fucking little slut!" he commanded of the naked and startled girl.
Vivian did as she was told without a second's hesitation. She was naked and alone with two men who would do anything to get what they wanted.
Raul handed the trembling girl the battle while he clasped her long blonde hair in his free hand and gave it a vicious tug. "I want you to drink this until I tell you to stop," he commanded, his voice filled with rage.
Pablo watched as the girl took the bottle to her lips and drank the tequila one gulp at a time. He was amazed at the amount she consumed so quickly.
"Now, sign this!" Raul demanded, pulling the bottle away from the girl's mouth and producing the manila envelope which he opened and set on the desk.
Vivian did as she was told without reading or thinking. The fresh injection of tequila added to the fear that already had her in its grip; it was more than she could handle. She gladly accepted the pen that Raul offered and signed the blurred piece of paper set before her. She no longer cared about anything except getting away from the two men who had raped her and humiliated her beyond her wildest belief.
Pablo watched as the girl signed the confession. She had just admitted to smuggling three ounces of cocaine and would soon be taken to a Mexican prison where she would be at the total mercy of the women who were housed there. It seemed a shame to waste such good pussy on a women's prison, or so he thought.
"Pablo," Raul said as the girl finished signing the document, "go make arrangements for your lovely young guest to travel to the Procuraduria. I think she is going to pass out."