Trish Wheeler was passing through a long, dark passage. No light existed anywhere except at the very end of that darkness. Trish began to hear voices, but only faintly. The words were unclear and jumbled. She struggled to understand, but the elusive phrases escaped her comprehension.
The light began to grow, and her eyes tried to focus. The voices grew clearer, and someone was throwing cold water in her face.
"Come on, little whore," she heard Mike say teasingly. "You aren't finished yet. You got your goodies licked by Ginny. I think it's only fair that you return the favor for her. In the meantime, there's no reason that the rest of us can't have a little bit of fun, too."
In shock, Trish gazed across the room. The manacles that she had so recently occupied now imprisoned Ginny.
The young girl's wrists and ankles had been chained, her arms and legs spread wide to accommodate her captives. But she had been harnessed up in such a way that she was bent forward at the waist. Greg stood behind the chained girl, the monstrous slab of his cock slamming in and out of her dripping cunt. Charlie, standing just to one side, had a double handful of the beautiful teenager's hair and had pulled her head around so that he could shove the fat length of his pulsing cockshaft between her bruised lips.
Ginny's face was smeared with sweat and cum. Her nude, firm body gleamed with sweat, and everywhere across her trembling tits, gobs of jism dried into crusty patches of salty milk. It was obvious that the three men had not wasted any time while Trish had been unconscious.
With little or no effort, Mike lifted the woman's aching body from the floor. He carried her across the room and dropped her to her knees in front of the grunting girl. It was only when he dumped her that Trish realized how exhausted she really was. Her aching arms would hardly support her weight, and she half fell forward, burying her face in the trembling, cum-slimed mounds of Ginny's tits. The young girl moaned softly as Trish's lips accidentally brushed against one nipple.
"Suck her tits, bitch!" Mike said, grabbing a handful of Trish's hair and pushing her face forward, burying ft in the girl's tits. "Suck it good and lick all that sticky cum off her nice titties."
The barely disguised threat in his voice made it more than clear that she had better do exactly as he demanded. But it was just too I much for Trish to bear.
"No, please, Mike," she pleaded, her voice barely rising above a whisper. "Don't make me do this. Haven't you done enough to me already?"
She felt hopelessness, knowing that nothing she said or did could have any effect on her torturer. At that instant, she felt the flat of Mike's palm slam across in a stinging blow to her ass, and as the pain brought a tear streaming across her cheek, Trish lurched forward and took Ginny's stiff young nipple deep into her mouth.
Poor kid she thought, as she looked up at Ginny's cock-stuffed face. But even as the thought entered her head, Trish felt the young girl shiver with delight from the feeling of having her tit sucked.
The nipple was hard and rubbery, and it tasted of cum from the coating of partially dried jism that covered its surface. Salt and sweat and man-smell. The odor of bodies that had absolutely wallowed in musky pools of lust. All the fragrances mingled to make a heady cloud of sensuality that caused Trish to become dizzy with its suffocating reality.
She kissed and licked, tracing the blue veins that ran outward until they became lost in the swollen pout of Ginny's nipple. Salt and cum. Odors and tastes. Poor baby, Trish thought again. If they're going to make me do this, the least I can do is make her feel good after the job she did on me.
Trish's tongue slid softly through the valley between the beautiful twin globes of Ginny's quivering tits. She kissed and sucked at the almost invisible, blond hairs that trembled and jutted outward from the girl's skin. It tastes good, she thought with amazement.
Her lips traced fire and ice, and as her growing hunger caused her to suck first one nipple and then the other into her watering mouth, Trish was rewarded by the sound of a grunting groan as it built in the back of the teenager's throat and forced its way around the spit-slimed shaft of Charlie's cock. Trish soon found that Ginny's chest was clean of cum and sweat, shining now with the juices of Trish's own lips.
"Now, little whore," Mike said, again grabbing Trish by the hair, "let's see how you are at sucking a juicy pussy." With that, he pushed her face down until it was buried in the tangled blond jungle surrounding Ginny's cunt.
Trish felt her own fires begin to build, and she started rubbing her nose and lips gently through the wonderful, furry mound between Ginny's legs. Just below her chin, Trish could see the slimy shaft of Greg's cock. Like a huge piston of meat and muscle, it slid in and out of the blood-engorged lips of the young girl's cunt. Drops of Ginny's cum coated it, milky white, and dripped to the floor below. It was obvious that she had already had several orgasms, and Trish began to wonder just how long she had really been, unconscious.
"Come on, you cum-sucking slut!" Mike snarled, kneeling behind Trish and grabbing one of her tormented tits with his rough hand. "Eat that slimy cunt."
The pain lanced through her pinched nipple, but Trish realized that it didn't matter. He didn't have to torture her. She wanted to suck Ginny, wanted the teenager's pussy juice, wanted to taste the depths of the young girl's fuck hole. With a soft groan, the woman resigned herself to her own lust and dived head first into the sweaty Y of Ginny's crotch.
Trish quickly found the throbbing nubbin of the girl's clit. It stood out, pulsing and angry, begging for attention. She sucked it fiercely between her lips. Then, holding the clit between her teeth, she flicked at it with the hard tip of her tongue.
Ginny went crazy. Her pelvis bucked and convulsed so violently that both Trish and Greg nearly lost their grip on her body with its sweat slickness. Reaching forward with both hands to find support, Trish suddenly discovered the puckered glory of Ginny's ass. She gently wormed two fingers into the young girl's asshole, and Ginny shrieked around the meat of Charlie's cock.
Trish's other hand, however, found only the slick, pounding shaft of Greg's cock. Instinctively, her long grasping fingers locked around the cock's driving thickness.
She pulled the girl forward by the tormenting finger hold she had in the quivering asshole, and with the secure hold that gave her, Trish began sucking and licking, first Ginny and then Greg.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Greg growled, his throat nearly paralyzed with the lust of his sensations. "This is the first time I've ever had a blow-job and a piece of pussy at the same time."
"Goddamn!" Mike swore, watching his brother's wife as she gave a double suck, "you really are hungry, aren't you, bitch?"
The sight was too much for him, and he quickly fucked the full length of his quivering cock into Trish's aching cunt while simultaneously pushing two fingers deep into the convulsing well of her asshole.
"Aaaaarghhhhh!" Trish groaned at the double attack.
Oh, God help me, Trish thought. I can't help it. I love it… all of it… I've got to have it. Whatever he wants to do, I've got to have it.
She was surrounded with lust, immersed and drowning in the pure animal rut of it. A sea of grunting bodies crushed her, smothered her in sweat and cum and the feeling of slickened skin against her own.
With a sudden inspiration, she slid Greg's cock out of the depths of Ginny's cunt and began smearing it across her own cum-slimed chin and lips. At the same time, she returned her mouth to the teenager's pulsing clit. She was the center, the focal point of all three of their bodies. Her mouth and lips, her hands held them all together in a vortex of pleasure that was almost more than they could bear.
Both Greg and Ginny had started to complain about the interruption of their fuck. But only for an instant. In the next breath, they realized what she was doing to them. At the sine time, she was sucking them both off and forcing them to masturbate each other by friction. Her mouth wide, her tongue whipping from one to the other, Trish was acting as the guide for their hunger. Greg's cock rammed forward, only to slide from Trish's lips and lashing tongue and then slam home into Ginny's sensitive clit. And all the time, Ginny was grunting and pounding her pelvis forward, grinding her cunt into Trish's mouth and Greg's swollen cockhead.
"Ummff… ummff… ummff," the young girl grunted around Charlie's cock.
At the same time that Trish was making her discovery in the front, she was also totally aware of the effects of Mike as his slimed cockmeat slammed through her guts from behind and his fingers tore fresh waves of joy from her ass.
Flames of pleasure and pain washed through her belly and down. If it hadn't been for the firm grip that her brother-in-law had on her body, she knew that she would have fallen forward, so great was the weakness that swept through her legs.
With startling suddenness, the domino effect took hold again. Charlie, whose massive cockmeat was being sucked all the way into Ginny's young throat, finally could hold out no longer. His body grew rigid, and then he began slamming forward with all the weight and strength of his powerfully muscled legs. His shaft disappeared all the way into the teenager's wide-stretched lips until only his balls remained visible as they bounced off her chin.
"Now, bitch, now! Suck my cum… now!" With no further warning, his body arched, balancing on the balls of his feet. Looking up, Trish saw Ginny's eyes fly wide open as vast waves of the older man's jism boiled upward from his swollen balls. Ginny's cheeks puffed outward with the flood of cum, and her muscles were working overtime in her attempt to get all of it into her throat. Streams of Charlie's cum began spilling out around the girl's lower lip and running down her chin while more poured from her flaring nostrils.
The effect of Charlie's orgasm, combined with Trish's sucking below and the feeling of Greg's cockhead as it slid and slammed into her trembling clit, was too much.
Ginny screamed around the piece of cockmeat that still filled her mouth and throat. The girl began hunching ferociously against Trish's face, the waves of her orgasm racking her sweet young body with convulsions.
Huge, thick gobs of the young girl's pussy juice were running out of the gaping hole of her cunt, and at the same time, Trish felt the stream of Charlie's cum as it poured around Ginny's lips and downward to splash across the older woman's back and shoulders.
It was then that Greg's lust carried him over the edge.
"Oh yessss!" he growled. "I'm gonna blow… blow your face full, slut."
Trish scrambled frantically as the first wave of his jism sprayed its scalding load against her cheek. With her mouth opened as wide as possible, she formed a cavern of hot flesh around both Greg's cockhead and Ginny's stiff vibrating clit. Instantly, both organs were drowned in the tidal wave of his cum as Trish's boiling tongue lashed at the tender flesh of both their crotches.
Trish felt pain lance through her ass as Mike reached out behind her. But her pain was immediately transformed into searing joy as her brother-in-law's loaded balls began spraying her guts full of scalding cum.
Oh, God, she thought, fill my whole body with delicious cum. My ass… my cunt my throat. I don't care! Just fill me until it pours out of every hole I've got.
The gut-wrenching orgasms seemed to go on forever.
Charlie stood, breathing hard, his slowly deflating cock still buried in Ginny's throat. The girl instinctively sucked at its emptied length as gobs of his jism smeared around her lips.
Ginny still hunched against Trish's face.
The chained girl was so weak that she could hold nothing back, and along with the warm streams of Greg's cum that shot spasmodically into Trish's mouth, Ginny released a stream of piss to mix with the man's cum-load. It burned and stung the woman's mouth, but she drank greedily, chewing at the man's cockhead and the girl's pussy, swallowing the delicious mixture of cum and piss as it filled her throat and spilled onto the floor below.
In total exhaustion from her own orgasm and released from Mike's vise-like grip on her body, Trish sagged to the floor and allowed herself to drift off to sleep.
She awoke later. The others were gone, except for Mike, who sat a few inches away and was watching her sleeping.
Trish lay quietly, feeling tension return from the multitude of aches and bruises that occupied her flesh. Her body was filled and covered with cum. Lying there, she waited for the blackness of shame to close in over her head like a smothering blanket of guilt, but it failed to appear. She raised herself into a sitting position and stared downward at her seeping cunt. The fuck hole had been so abused.
In one day, she had been repeatedly raped and humiliated by three men. A young girl had been forced to suck out Trish's pussy until she experienced orgasm after sweeping orgasm at the end of the teenager's tongue. Then she had been forced to eat the girl. She had been pushed to such levels of sexual insanity that she had thirstily drunk the combination of piss and cum.
There had been agony of pain and excruciating fear like nothing she had ever known before. There had been so much humiliation that her mind had been boggled by the immensity of her degradation. Yet, there had also been unbelievable, screaming pleasure that had ripped through her body with primitive rawness.
Trish looked at the silhouetted figure of her brother-in-law, and wondered. Where is the shame now? What happened to the hatred I felt for him? What happened to the humiliation?
Mike reached over, offering Trish his hand. "Don't you think you could use a shower, lady?" he asked with a smile. "You look a little whipped."
Trish studied his smile and realized that something had changed and that his face was honest, open and sincere.
"Do you despise me now, Mike?" she asked.
"No," he said, looking deeply into her eyes. "I never really despised you at all. It's just that we've been alone here since Ginny's mom died. I guess that I just resented someone else coming in like that, as a perfect stranger, into our little family. My resentment rubbed off on Ginny too, but not to the same extent as I felt. Then, when you walked in on her and me and started all that self-righteous horseshit, it just sort of pushed me over the edge. I didn't give a damn about you at the time."
"Do you now?"
"Well," he smiled sheepishly, showing the same, little-boy grin that had drawn Trish so strongly to his brother, "it's not as if we haven't been properly introduced."
But Trish felt troubled. "But what about Dave? How do all the pieces in this silly puzzle fit together, anyway?"
"I don't think I'd really let it bother me," Mike said. "Dave is out of the house a whole lot. We've got a growing business, and he's good at what he does because he likes it so much." His smile grew broader every moment.
"We can amuse ourselves when he's gone," Mike continued, his hand gently brushing over her tit and causing the nipple to leap back to full attention. "Besides all that, my baby brother is quite a swinging stud in his own right. I've noticed the way his eyes follow Ginny's ass around the room when she wiggles it. If we let him have a bit of that young pussy, I don't see how he could object to you and me fucking. Wouldn't you agree?" Trish's cunt took only another second to begin juicing at the very thought of watching her Dave fuck his cockmeat into Ginny's young pussy. And God, she thought, the idea of maybe fucking both of the big-cocked brothers at the same time.
"Oh," she moaned, massaging the head of his awakening prick, "fuck me again, you son of a bitch."
Mike carried her gently to the mattress. This time, his cock fucked smoothly in to her well oiled cunt.