'Noooo!! Damn you, you fucking, son-of-a-bitching bastard! Damn you damn you!"
She wailed on, spluttering incredible obscenities at her captor, her torturer, venting her frustrations on him with her words and voice for what she was unable to achieve with her clenching fists. She continued to shrill her rage at him, but all the time, Burt was climbing off the mattress and stepping back into the waiting darkness surrounding the bed. She continued her screaming and shouting. If she'd stopped for a moment, she'd have heard the sharp, metallic "click" of a switch.
As it was, the first she knew of what he was doing was when the bonds about her hands and feet tightened and she began to rise up into the air, supported only by her wrists and ankles.
For a moment, it felt as if her arms and legswould pull out of their sockets, and she screamed all the louder and more furiously for that. But the machine stopped when she was about two feet up over the surface of the bed. Her legs had been forced still farther apart by the new tension on the bonds, and looking up at her reflection, she could see the end of the dildo between her cunt-lips and for some reason, that impelled her to silence, and further arousal. For long moments, she stared at her own reflection, increasingly turned on by what she saw. She could see the glistening drops of pussy-juice gathering and dripping from her labes. She felt herself tensing the inner, well-educated muscles of her cunt, and that caused the dildo to move within her fuck-hole, no more than a half-inch, to be sure but movement, nonetheless, and a movement that was conveyed back to the length of her cunt and cervix and womb by twelve full inches of hard dildo, thick dildo!She felt herself starting to come, just beginning, the heated throbbing within her twat growing to an all-consuming surging and pulsing of lust that was going to overcome her, that she wanted to overcome her to which she would eagerly surrender herself completely and utterly and without reservation. But at that moment, Burt intervened again.
From somewhere within the depths of the bed, he'd produced yet another dildo, this one less awesomely proportioned than that he'd shoved up into her cunt, but still of considerable size. It was, she guessed, a good eight or nine inches long and solidly an inch and a half in diameter. And it was gleaming in the spotlights even though it appeared to be made of the same flexible latex as the first false cock. She suddenly realized what he intended.
"No! No! Nooooooo!!"He did, anyhow.
Burt stepped back up onto the bed, between her wide stretched legs. He had the dildo in one pale hand, and slipped to his knees. Carefully, he placed the knob of the greased dildo against the tightly puckered constriction of Virginia's asshole. She bucked and heaved with convulsive strength, suspended as she was by the four tethers bound to her ankles and wrists, but it was to no avail. Burt was well-practiced at what he was doing and was obviously determined to fuck Virginia's asshole with the big latex prick. Virginia groaned as she felt the head of the second dildo penetrate the ring of her shitter, pressing up into her hot guts. The dildo was bigger than any cock she'd ever tried taking up the ass, and she was unsure of her ability to accept such a large reamer into her tight bung.
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ting on the only fact that came readily, naturally, instinctively to her overheated mind: She wanted to milk his big balls dry of jism, all of it, to drink it dry, to feel it hot and thick and running down her throat.
Automatically, she tightened her lips and mouth and throat about his prick, treating it to exactly the same kind of powerful alternating suction and pressure as had been given her wonderfully large, firm tits since he'd fastened the plastic bags at the ends of the vacuum hoses to her jugs. Suddenly, though, Burt pulled his cock out of her mouth and stepped away from her. For a moment, Virginia could do nothing but hang there, coming and coming again, head lolling back loosely, upside down from her shoulders, her long, glorious hair hanging down almost to the bed. But then she felt something pressing against her forehead, her nose and finally her mouth. She opened her eyes and found herself with an upside-down view of Burt's hard, throbbing prick and his enormous balls. She willingly opened her mouth and accepted the head of his prick. She tightened her lips about the depressed ring in the flange, just behind the head on the shaft, and whipped her vixen tongue over and around the soft, velvety flesh of his cock-head as if it were an ice-cream cone that had to be licked before itmelted. Finally, she sucked it farther back into her mouth. In that position, the head of his prick easily slipped past the constricting curve at the back of her throat and pushed down into her gullet.
All at once, she found herself with the base of his dick thrust up between her lips. His oversized balls were draped over her eyes and most of her forehead. She could feel them humping up and down inside the loose, fleshy sac as she varied the strength of her sucking and throat contractions on his prick. She loved it.
For the first time since she'd arrived, since the weird encounter had begun, she felt and sensed evidence of real lust and urgency in Burt's skinny, bony body. She could hear him grunting as he hunched his hips up and down, forcing his trick in and out of her willing mouth. She could feel his hips shaking and the constant movement of his balls and most of all, she could feel the spastic throbbing of his blood and jizz-swollen cock within the suck tunnel of her throat."Now, bitch, now! SUCK!" he cried, in a guttural, harsh voice that she found hard to believe had come from his cultured lips and tongue.
But which, nonetheless, had the desire effect onher.
Burt's huge balls leaped and jerked within his scrotum and his dick spat great, gushing torrents of cum into Virginia's throat. She swallowed, desperately, again and again, and still there was too much of it. She began to choke and gag, and the sticky goo splattered up out of her mouth and onto her lips and the underside of Burt's pale belly and all over his balls and she was coming as she realized what it must look like, coming as she felt the machine's sucking at her always too sensitive tits and coming as she felt the twin dildos vibrating and shaking within the convulsive clutches of her asshole and cunt, and she was coming as she swallowed all of was load and found he had still more fuck-juice to drench her with, coming and coming and coming and coming…
She awoke with the awful pressure gone from her wrists and ankles. She was lying on a soft surf ace, in complete darkness.
She was clothed. Virginia slipped her fingers beneath the waist ofher slacks and panties and found that her cunt-mound was soft and fluffed, as if…
Washed?She sat up, and suddenly gulped, fighting down a wave of nausea. Her head began to pulse painfully, and she closed her eyes in an effort to relax. Finally, she opened her eyes again. Gingerly, she stood by the side of the bed and looked around. A soft glow was creeping down out of recessed ceiling panels.
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she realized that she was in the same room as before. The light was coming from behind the mirror. Which, she now realized, was two-way.
"Burt?" she called, her voice a croak."Yes, yes, right here. Well, lovely, lady, how do you feel?"
She ignored that."I want to get out of here," she said, trying to make her voice hard, trying to imply a threat."Fine. Precisely what I had in mind." The disembodied voice hesitated as if and she had a sudden chill as she thought of this as if he were talking to someone else."Uh, yes, precisely what I had in mind. Come out, my dear."The door of the room opened. Squinting against the steady light from beyond, Virginia made her way through that opened doorway. Burt was standing there.
So was Chad. And Jade. And Jeff