Enslaved (31 page)

'Enough! Please, enough!' she cried as the thrusting into her bowels continued. But her cries only served to increase the force of the penile thrusting, the solid knob ramming into her bottom-hole with such impact that her naked body rocked violently. At last, the penis withdrew, leaving Marianne panting, gasping, her body perspiring, her long blonde hair matted, concealing her flushed face. Squeezing her cuntal muscles, she managed to eject the vibrator, sending it to the floor with a dull thud. Her girl-come flooding from her gaping vaginal hole, pooling on the carpet, Marianne stilled her quivering body, slowed her breathing, praying now that shed be saved from another anal fucking.

'Now it's my turn!' a gruff male voice bellowed as Marianne's buttocks were yanked apart to expose the inflamed entrance to her bowels. Squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip as the third bulbous knob eased its way past her tight brown ring, she clung to the bench, her body tense in anticipation as the shaft slipped easily into her hot sperm-drenched tube. Hands gripping her hips as the thrusting began, her young body rocked, jolting with the anal pounding, taking her closer to yet another orgasmic summit. Her vaginal lips dripping with her girl-come, slapped by the heavy balls, she began to wonder now whether she really wanted two men using her, driving their penises deep into her tight holes.

'No, please, I can't take ...' Her words drifting around the garage unheard, the men gathered round her aching body, gazing at her bottom-ring, the taut brown flesh gripping the sliding shaft. 'Please, stop now!' she begged as hands groped beneath her young body and squeezed her firm breasts, painfully twisting her erect nipples. Again, the buzzing vibrator was forced deep into her tight vaginal canal, taking her ever nearer to incredible orgasm. 'No . . . Can't come . . . Can't come again! Please, I can't come again!'

As her climax erupted nonetheless, sending violent waves of lust through her abused young body, she felt the penis within her anal sheath swell and eject its sperm. The thrusting harder now, she wailed her painful pleasure, her head rolling from side to side, perspiration stinging her eyes as her very core shook ferociously with the beautiful anal pounding.

'Please, no more!' she begged again as her orgasm began to subside.

'We'd better give her a rest,' Barry said as his friend thrust his knob into the girl's bowels for the last time ancf slipped his wet penis from her inflamed anus.

'No way!' another objected. 'We've paid for the bitch, and we're going to have her!'

At least Barry had
some
compassion, Marianne thought as the vibrator slipped from her fiery cunt and dropped to the floor. But, compassion or not, she was shown no quarter. The fourth solid glans defeating her weary muscles, penetrating her hot bowels, the heavy balls resting against her swollen cunt lips, Marianne gripped the sides of the bench and held her breath in preparation for another gruelling anal fuck.

Her rectum hot, inflamed, brimming with sperm as the fourth knob began its rectal fucking, Barry focused the video camera between Marianne's buttocks, recording her gruelling ordeal as she was cruelly screwed with the hurried urgency of an inexperienced schoolboy.

'God, this is the first time I've ever fucked a tart's arse!' the man cried as he thrust harder into her rectal sheath.

'Take it easy!' Barry cried. 'It's not her cunt you're fucking! You'll rip the whore open if you're not careful!'

'Course I won't! The slag can take it! She'll
have
to take

it!'

The cold words of crude sex echoing around Marianne's racked mind, she jolted as three fingers drove deep into her vagina, massaging her drenched inner flesh as she lay bound by her wrists in her strange hypnotic state - unable to halt the evening of sexual torture. Suddenly, she thought of Jill's gentle touch, her caressing tongue, her massaging fingers. But, she had to admit, she craved both the cruel male attention and the gentle female. Not that Lydia, the rampant lesbian, had been particularly gentle!

Her face rubbing against the padded bench-top, her hair matted with the perspiration of frantic sex, Marianne took the fourth anal pummelling, the violating vaginal exploration.
One more
, she thought as the man behind her grunted, his sperm gushing into her exhausted young body.
One more and then . . . and then what? The pillory? The whip? What else will they subject me to?
Surely she was worth more than forty pounds for an entire evening of depraved sex, she mused. Barry the bastard should have charged them at least fifty each, if not more!

Virtually delirious now as the spent penis slipped from the furnace of her rectal sheath and the fifth solid cock-head drove past her fatigued muscles, she whimpered, her tears flowing, pooling on the soft padding. Fingers still massaging her cuntal sheath, drawing out her slippery sex-cream, Marianne felt her clitoris swell, ripe for orgasm yet again.

The penis pumping out its sperm, draining the heavy balls slapping her distended cunt lips, Marianne gasped as her climax erupted, sending a succession of pulsating sensations through her aching pelvis.
No more! No more!
she screamed in her racked mind as the flow of sperm stopped and the pistoning penis stilled. Soaking up the inner heat of her bowels, the bulbous knob rested, the root of the massive shaft enveloped by her taut brown ring as she lay quivering in her climax.

The sticky fingers leaving her vagina as her orgasm subsided, Marianne wondered about her future. She'd definitely leave Barry and only return when she'd mastered the fine art of hypnosis. And then she'd be in complete control, use
him
for cold sex, use
him
as her slave.
If lean survive this evening, I'll be all right
, she thought as the fifth penis stirred again inside her aching rectal sheath.

The fifth and final knob withdrawing and then stabbing once more between her tensed buttocks at her sperm-drenched brown hole, Marianne grimaced. Inch by inch, the huge shaft entered her bottom-hole, bloating her pelvic cavity, but she knew now that her dream wouldn't come true. She'd desperately craved three penises in her female orifices, filling her young body with sperm, but the men wouldn't have the staying power to realize her dream. The fifth penis ejaculating again, creaming her rectal sheath, she gave a sigh of relief.

Her anal ordeal was almost over. The final knob spurting the last of its come into her aching bottom, she convulsed as the organ withdrew, leaving her body brimming over with orgasmic spend, aching, yearning for rest.
Ten times
, she pondered as her hands were released and her aching body brought upright.
I've been fucked ten times!
Clinging to the bench as she stood on her sagging legs, her inner thighs flooded with sperm.

'God, she's in a right state!' Barry laughed, focusing the camera on her inflamed cunt lips, her drenched thighs. 'So, what do you want to do to her next?'

'I know!' one laughed as he lay full length on the couch. 'Get her to squat over me and I'll fuck her cunt. And then, someone else can kneel behind her and fuck her arsehole!'

'OK, do it, Marianne!' Barry ordered. 'This'll be great for the video!'

'We'll all get a copy of the tape, I hope?'

'Of course you will, you're the movie stars! A friend of mine is going to make copies, he's got the equipment. You'll each have a copy in a few days.'

Time to grab the original
, Marianne mused as she mechanically climbed upon the bench and knelt astride the man's erect penis. Lowering her body, she sensed her vaginal sheath expand as the huge member drove deep into her young body. Her cunt lips settling around the broad base of the penis, she rested on her elbows, her buttocks high, splayed, the portal to her bowels exposed. Suddenly, a bulbous knob was there, between her taut buttocks, pressing hard against her tight anal ring.

Her pelvic cavity already full, she gasped as the knob drove into her bottom, only stopping when the base rested against her sensitive brown tissue. Completely impaled on two cocks, she gasped as someone slapped her buttocks, causing her to jolt, her pelvic muscles to grip the intruding male organs.

'Let the whore do the fucking!' Barry laughed. 'Marianne, rock your body back and forth, you can do all the work -slave!' Complying, Marianne began to rock, the penises withdrawing and entering her abused holes in unison. The sensations delighting her, she grinned inwardly, imagining the lewd sight. The pain from her sore anal duct now outweighed by insurmountable pleasure, she opened her mouth wide as a man turned her head and presented his purple knob to her full red lips.

Three penises!
she thought in her rising wickedness.
Three at once!
But would they all manage to come in unison, to fill her female orifices with their gushing sperm simultaneously? As she took the silky-soft glans in her mouth and gently sucked, her rocking body impaled her on the two shafts entering her holes between her legs, and then on the solid member within her mouth. The knob driving to the back of her throat and then withdrawing, she quivered, her body electric with shock waves of pure sexual lust.

The man beneath her pulling and twisting on her erect nipples, her entire being became alive, glowing with sex as Barry focused his camera on the two penises driving into her tightening holes. Fingers massaging her clitoris, bringing out another incredible orgasm, Marianne became rigid, every muscle locked, every nerve ending tingling with lust as the three penises exploded in orgasm, filling her mouth with gushing sperm, bloating her aching bowels, filling her vaginal cavity. On and on she rode the crest of her shuddering climax, her naked body drinking the male offerings, perspiring in the crude four-way coupling.

Finally the men stilled their cocks, gasping as their slave's body convulsed, twitched, sending pulses of lust through their knobs. 'Perfect!' Barry cried, moving around the bench with his video camera. 'Bloody perfect! OK, what next?'

'What next?' the man with his penis rooted deep within Marianne's bowels asked. 'Christ, I need a rest! I'm all out of spunk!'

'And me!' the man beneath Marianne rejoined.

'That's a shame!' Barry complained. 'Oh well, if you're all knackered, then ...'

' Jffc're not!' the pair standing by the table chuckled, much to Marianne's horror. 'You lot have come three times, and we've only come twice!'

'Great!' Barry replied excitedly. 'So, what's it to be?'

'How about her mouth? Both in her mouth together?'

'Yes, that's good! I like that! OK, do it!' Barry ordered.

As the penises withdrew from Marianne's racked body, and she climbed off the bench, she was ordered to kneel before her masters. Eyeing the two purple knobs wavering before her flushed face, she prayed that this was it, the last debauched act, the last gruelling test of endurance. Opening her full red lips and taking the pair of knobs into her mouth, she ran her tongue over the silky glandes, imagining two loads of sperm gushing, filling her cheeks to capacity. As she sucked, fingers probed between her buttocks, her cuntal lips. Her inflamed rectal opening yielding as two fingers slipped into her sperm-drenched duct, she moaned deeply through her nose, delighting in the enforced act. More fingers slipped deep into her cunt, stretching her sex-duct wide, delving, exploring, as she took the two knobs further into her hot mouth.

Cupping each pair of heavy balls as she mouthed on her masters' knobs, she felt their penises twitch, their glandes swell. Four fingers now embedded within her anal tube, painfully stretching her delicate tissue, she quivered as her clitoris was vigorously massaged. Her body shuddering as her climax gripped her very being, she licked and sucked, swallowing her masters' jetting come as the knobs exploded within her mouth, filling her cheeks with spunk.

Like a babe at the breast, she mouthed on the knobs, drinking as the sperm flowed. This was her role in life now, she mused. This was the role she was destined to play, the role of a wanton tart - unless she could master hypnosis. 'Swallow our spunk, slave!' one of the men towering above her gasped as he thrust his knob deep into her mouth. The other man following suit, Marianne could barely accommodate the pulsating knobs, but she could do nothing to stop her body obediently responding, her mouth opening wider. Control over her actions had been lost, possibly forever.

'Christ, that was bloody good!' came the satisfied voice from above as one knob finally withdrew.

'We'll do this again!' the other man said, slipping his dripping glans from Marianne's mouth. 'Again and again!'

The fingers finally withdrawing from her sex-sheaths, Marianne remained still. Sperm running down her chin and dripping onto her pert breasts, her inner thighs drenched with male come, she could take no more. Eyeing the pillory through her lashes, she prayed that she'd not be whipped, thrashed before the men finally left her to collapse in a heap of exhausted trembling limbs.

As the men left the garage, Marianne fell to the floor, her naked body sprawled out across the carpet, aching, convulsing from the enforced sex. Without so much as a word of appreciation, they'd gone, discarded her.
They could have at least made me comfortable on the bench
, she thought as she rolled onto her back and stretched her aching limbs. But slaves weren't to be made comfortable! They were to be used, fucked and abused.