Pedro led me into a luxurious bedroom like the one I'd tried getting out the window of. The two women sat on a loveseat sipping their drinks. My eyes skittered around the room looking fretfully for special torture devices. I didn't see any. The room was nice. It even had a large canopy bed with strong supports.
"Fasten her to the usual spot," one of the women breathed musically.
Pedro led me to the end of the bed. He reached under the velvet side curtains and revealed four lengths of chain. One hanging from each corner at the foot. Each length of chain had a cuff at its loose end. He clamped them to my wrists and ankles and locked them. I was standing spread-eagled at the bottom of the bed. I was a captive audience for whatever happened in the bed itself.
The women dismissed Pedro and came over to examine their helpless prize.
"Have a piece of candy, sweetheart," one of them smiled sweetly, holding it to my lips.
I took it without thinking. They began to feel of my body. I was surprised at first. They weren't rough. They were curiously gentle. Then something strange began to happen to me. My body began to ache for a cock.
My cunt drooled and quivered. My twat simmered. My belly boiled. The women reached out and stroked my pussy leisurely. They slowly undressed and lay on the bed, naked. One of them twisted Mound playfully and ran her smooth, well-kept fingers up the inside of my thighs. The nectar dribbled from my cunt. I was in heat. Painful cramps of consuming need tore through my belly and cunt. I needed my pussy stuffed.
"Please… " I sobbed as the woman rubbed her fingers along the sides of my cunt. "What did you do to me?"
I watched helplessly as they wrapped their arms around each other and fell onto the mattress in a long, sweet kiss. I stared unhappily at their smooth brown-eyed tits pressing against each other. I squirmed as they slipped a thigh between each other's legs and began to roll their beavers gently.
My snatch was on fire. I couldn't control myself at all. I twisted, begged and pleaded for release as they petted. The women answered my agonized sobs with giggles and demands that I tell them how
much I needed sex.
They forced me to watch as they sucked each other's boobies. I made the strong canopy supports tremble as I twisted in a vain attempt to free myself. It was more than I could bear to see their flesh break out in goosebumps and their nipples stiffen.
I felt the honey from my twat run down my thighs. I stared at them with wild eyes. I was panting. I screamed at them. I shook the bed. My torment just made them hotter.
One of the women began rubbing her hands across the other's neatly brushed bush. My pussy was snapping and popping as I watched her scratch her hairy cunt-mound lightly.
"Don't torture me like this… Goddamn you! I need a cock stuck in me! I'll die unless I'm fucked. Please! Oooh, please!" I sobbed, my voice cracking as the one woman spread the other's beaver so I could see the sparkling juice between her pink pussy-lips.
"Pleaseee… " I sobbed as she skinned back the woman's foreskin and exposed her clit.
There was nothing I could do but twist and turn, grinding my hips and ass like a go-go dancer in frustrated need. I wanted to take my eyes off them, but couldn't. I watched as they drew circles on each other's tummies. I watched as their tongues dipped into each other's belly buttons. I watched as they squeezed, massaged and kneaded each other's boobs.
I was being thoroughly humiliated by those two bitches. They had me both body and soul. I tried to fight it. I clamped my teeth together and strained to keep from crying or begging. I couldn't do anything about my body showing its need. I could try to control my mouth.
It didn't take the two heated bitches long to notice my silence. They giggled hotly and came at me. I smelled their perfumed, well-kept hair as they lowered their faces to my tits. One of them reached around behind me and began to brush the crack of my ass. The other slid her finger up and down my tender cunt-petals. Each of them teased one of my nipples lightly with their tongues.
"Please… take me! Make love to me. Eat me out! Finger-fuck me! Please! Please! Oh-Goddamn you-please!" I exploded, ending in a crescendo of incoherent sobs.
The women laughed and twisted back onto the bed in a sixty-nine. The one facing me was careful to keep her hair from hiding the action. I watched their hips twist and gyrate, grinding against the other's face as they thrilled each other.
The Spanish fly wasn't wearing off It was getting worse. I watched in utter despair as the top girl pulled back. She smiled at me and began to finger the other girl's cunt. Her long, slender finger disappeared slowly into the other's hole. I watched through tear-filled eyes as it came back out all wet and slick. I tried to bring my thighs together and couldn't.
The girl slid another finger between the pink twat-lips. Both fingers disappeared from view. I let out a piercing yelp. The women giggled. The one began to twist her fingers around inside the other one's twat.
Every inch of my snatch burned and itched with fleshy lust. My wrists and ankles were raw from jerking mindlessly against the iron cuffs. The girl kept her fingers gliding in and out of the other's cunt. She lowered her head so she could lick the cunt shivering above her juicy fingers.
The two women began to twist and tremble to each other's thrilling advances. They started to ignore me. The heat rose like static electricity and filled the room. I could feel it. It made me even hotter. I was afraid I'd go crazy at any minute. I had to be fucked! I began to sob and plead with them again. It made them hotter. They began to lick each other frantically. I watched in sheer desperation as the fingers flew in and out of each other's boxes. I could hear my own popping with need. They panted and cooed. I choked on my own frustrated sobs.
I begged them to unchain one hand. I wanted to shove my fist up my twat-clear to the elbow. The sight of their naked asses rippling and bucking was too much. Little streams of spit dripped from the corners of my mouth. I glanced down and saw that my sore nipples were rock-hard.
The wooden end of the bed frame came to just above my knees. I let my legs go slack and dangled
by my arms. I tried to get low enough to rub my boiling snatch against the frame. I couldn't quite reach it. All I did was succeed in hurting my arms worse.
The women were bucking and grinding in the final throes of their climaxes. They reached release. They were flushed with a glow of satisfaction. They were thrilled and satisfied. I begged them to help me now.
Instead they rang a bell. The torture became worse. There was a knock on the door. One of the guards came in. He grinned evilly as he came up to the side of the bed. Slowly, deliberately, he removed his clothes. I stared wide-eyed at his prick.
"Please-please stick that big cock up my cunt!" The man moved over to my side. The two women laughed as he let his hot tool press against my hip. He stroked my tits as he moved around behind me. He rubbed the bruised nipples as he guided the hot, drooling head of his cock up and down the back of my thighs.
I screamed in anguish as he drew it across my snatch-snaps and then pulled it back. He slid his cock-head along the crack of my ass. He walked around in front of me. Climbing onto the bed, he rubbed his dick against my belly. The knob was so hot and beautiful. It was so smooth and red! The heat and wetness burned through me and made me ache twice as bad with frustration.
The man fell back onto the bed laughing and ran
his hands up and down his stiff prick.
"Noooo! Noooo! Noooo!" I slobbered as the two women lay down beside him.
I squirmed and tugged at my chains. I watched helplessly as they toyed with his balls and stroked the underside of his prick-shaft with their fingernails. I twisted and turned frantically as he fingered the two women's cunts. It was more than I could stand.
I hadn't known such passion was possible until they used that horrible drug on me. Every cell in my body screamed for the release of the rod between the man's legs. I had to have it or something jammed inside my cunt. I hurt so bad I thought I'd die. If I had been free, I would have driven a bottle, vase or stick clear through my snatch.
The women were taking turns kissing the man. They tilted their heads so I could see their tongues darting back and forth. I broke out in goosebumps as one of the sluts pointed the man's prick towards the canopy and pressed against the base of it. His pecker was so big!
The cock stood there with its skin drawn taut. Its mouth was open and drooling. The skin running along the bottom, from its crimson crown to the balls, was so tight it shimmered.
I watched as the women pulled off him. The guy grinned and stood up on the bed. The two women crowded around me and began to caress my body lightly.
"Would you like me to fuck you?" the guy tormented.
"Yes! Oh, yes! Please stick your cock in me!" I sobbed.
He pressed his hot dick against my lips. I believed that he might do it. I would have done anything to please him if he had. I opened my mouth and let his rod slide in. The salty taste made me burn brighter. The strong scent of his manly need set off a chain reaction inside me. New supplies of pussy-juice dribbled down my legs. My cunt hummed in frustrated desire. My tummy muscles locked and made me bend forward with cramps of lust.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth and rubbed its wet head in circles on my cheeks.
"Please… " I whimpered, knowing that he was just teasing me.
The three of them stepped back and laughed. The man collapsed happily onto his back. I screamed obscenities as one of the broads mounted him and slid his cock up her cooze. The other stood at my side and caressed my red beaver. She didn't do it long enough to let me climax. She just kept the lust building and building inside me.
I watched helplessly as the woman drew her ass up and down. The wet, proud tool vanished inside her cunt and reappeared. She fucked leisurely, making sure she could hear my obscene appeal.
The other girl pressed the button again and went to answer the knock. Five more men came in. They
all stood beside the bed and stripped. They watched the fucking couple on the mattress with interest. They began to rub against me. I almost blew my mind as they started sliding their hands over their heated pricks.
I hadn't ever needed anything as bad as I needed their tools right then. I twisted and begged for more. Chuckling, they rubbed the hot shafts between my legs without filling my cunt. I watched the glossy back of the woman as she kept fucking up and down on the first man's hard-on. The second woman slid her hand between my legs and massaged my clit-mound.
One of the men wedged himself between the bedframe and my hips. I felt his hard cock burn my belly. His cock-head was within inches of my snatch. I could rub my sloppy split against the shaft. That was all I could do.
The cock was right there. I was frantic. I had to fuck him. My cunt was three inches below the crown of his rigid rod. I jerked and pulled at the chains holding my ankles. They were too tight. I couldn't raise my box quite enough to get the meat in.
My snatch was screaming for fulfillment. I swayed back and forth in a desperate dance. I rubbed my gash against the hot, ready prick. It wasn't going to do me a damned bit of good if I couldn't plug my hole with it.
This was the most frustrating torture anyone could have devised. I had cringed at the thought of
being fucked for the last few days. My stomach had knotted with fear every time I saw a man. Now I needed them! I was on the brink of insanity. They kept tormenting me. They wouldn't give me a cock.
The door opened. I didn't know or care who it was until the two newcomers came into my line of vision.
"You, you, you!" I screamed brokenly as I saw John and his partner.
The whole room filled with laughter at my outburst.
"My-my," John chuckled. "The college girl had a bad case of the hots."
The two men pulled chairs up and sat down to watch the show. The woman bouncing up and down started fucking faster. The other cocks were burning around us. I forgot that my tormentors were enjoying the show. I tried in sheer desperation to raise up enough to get the cock between my legs. Nothing worked. I sobbed and choked in frustration.
"Remember how good this felt?" John laughed, unzipping his fly.
I tore my eyes away from the couple fucking on the bed and stared wildly at his big tool.
"Remember how thrilled you were to get these eight inches in your hole?" he chuckled.
I sobbed as he began to rub his cock. I did remember. It had been so good! It just wasn't fair!
"Bastard!" I whispered under my breath.
The girl leaned forward a little more. I could see her asshole winking as she hammered up and down on the hard-on with desperate urgency. They were panting and gasping for breath. The girl's shoulders were blushing. Sweat was running off her back. I shivered as I imagined how wonderful that cock would feel sliding in and out of my itchy cunt.
The man moved out from between me and the bed. I sobbed in total misery. I needed their cocks so bad. The guy being fucked tensed his legs and drove his ass in the air. He carried the girl up with him. I saw his legs rippling and the bottom of his meat as it pulsed.
He held her that way for a long time before sinking back onto the bed. The girl rode up and down on his prick. Trails of cum clung to his shaft. A puddle of the slimy milk began to pool on his balls as it squirted from her hole. I saw her ass began to twitch and her legs went crazy. She collapsed in a heap on top of the guy and purred happily. I shuddered violently as they rolled off the bed. John took their place. Everyone stood around watching.
My abductor grinned as he stroked his rigid prick. The woman who hadn't been fucked yet slipped down on the bed beside him. The bed shook with the efforts to tear myself loose. I wanted to kill the bastard. I wanted his cock!
The woman bent directly to John's cock. She smiled sweetly at me and gnawed on his meat like it was a dog bone. She pinched the head of his tool
and forced a couple drops of his golden oil out. Catching it on her fingertip, she reached over and wiped it on my belly. I sobbed and jerked at my bonds.
She stopped gnawing and drew her tongue from the very bottom to the crimson tip. She mashed her upper teeth into the top of his tool, just past his pee-hole. I saw his legs tense in excitement. She was thrilling him more than I had. That made my humiliation even greater.
The bitch pinched the skin of his sac. She stretched it tight around his nuts so I could see their shiny outline. Taking her mouth away from his hot prick for a second, she asked me how it felt to know I wasn't going to get any of his cream.
I almost broke my arms trying to get at her. The men laughed at me. I thrashed around and tore at my bonds. One of the guys cupped the bottom of my ass with his hands and began brushing my drooling cunt with his middle finger. The need tore at my belly. I doubled over as far as the chains would allow.
"God-oh, please!" I blubbered, stripped of the last shreds of sanity.
The man slipped his hand lower and pushed his rough finger just inside my cunt. I stretched mindlessly. I completely ignored the knifing pain in my arms as I wiggled my hips down in an effort to get more of the finger.
There wasn't enough penetration. I just couldn't get him far enough into me to do any good. I tried
and tried until I was worn out. Each time I stretched lower, he moved his hand lower. Nothing would make him stop. I had no way to make him have mercy.
John shot his load into the girl's mouth. She got up and spat 'it into my face. Another man jerked off while I watched. I was helpless. There wasn't a thing I could do. The itches started to wear off at last. They noticed I wasn't struggling as hard. Someone squeezed my jaws open and stuffed another candy into my throat.
The whole agonizing need started over. The group had tired of their fun. I was unchained and dragged screaming to my cell. The two guards took great pains to chain me to the floor in such a way that I could get my fingers within an inch of my snatch, but no closer. They laid a big dildo next to my face and locked the door behind them.
It took hours for the driving need to ebb. My wrists were raw and bleeding from trying to free myself. The door unlocked about the time my need was almost gone. It was a new guard. I saw the bulge in his pants. Maybe he didn't know what was going on. I decided on a desperate plan.
"No!" I squeaked. "Please don't fuck me!"
I hoped it sounded convincing enough. I held my breath. I was in luck. The guard grinned evilly and began to undo his belt. I squirmed in an effort to put on a good show. The effect of the Spanish fly had almost gone, but I was still held a prisoner of the frustration that gripped me. Only a cock
could solve it for me.
The man laughed. He dropped between my legs. I sobbed in relief as he drove his big tool into my sloppy pit. He didn't know what was happening. His burning shaft slashed past my cunt-petals and drew a long, satisfying thrill along my cunt-top as he filled me.
My whole cunt shuddered with relief as he began to piston back and forth. He drove his cock all the way in to his balls. It kissed my cervix and roared back out. The pecker left trails of sparks where he'd been. My cunt was on fire. My ass was trembling like a leaf. I'd never felt anything so good.
He drove down harder. His hips grated and slapped against mine. I arched and twisted. Pedro had managed to make them shrink almost back to size with his massages and ice packs. Now it was paying off. The man filled and stretched my pulsing cunt. The guard mistook my need for terror. It was anything but that.
I could feel his cock pushing my insides out of the way. I could feel it burning against the tight muscles at the front of my snatch. I could feel it stretching the wrinkles and soothing the frustrated itches and heat that had been stored there for hours by the drug. The weight of his body mashing my sore tits even felt good.
My ass bounced against the hard concrete, absorbing the rough beating from his grinding pelvis. The heat of growing passion melted through
me. My insides turned to molten lava as the fires glowed brighter and brighter.
I could smell his sweating body. I could hear his panting struggle to climax. I could taste the need in my mouth. I was flying toward the peak. I arrived just ahead of him. My mind floated off into a blissful peace that had been denied me for so long. Waves of wonderful fulfillment kissed my tormented body. I whimpered and purred with satisfaction and release.
The guard didn't get wise. He fucked back and forth faster and faster. He hammered in and out of my box harder and harder. I began to boil again. His cock grew longer. It swelled, spurting stream after steam of his milky goo into my snatch. The need was back like it had never left.
Getting up with a grunt of satisfaction, he pulled his pants up. He kicked me roughly in the ribs and left the cell. I lay helplessly with a sickening pain in my ribs and a gnawing need in my snatch.