Nathan Silvers - Widow in bondage

The two men whipped her harder even though Karen's bronzed back was already spotting with tiny, red drops of blood. She stared madly back over her shoulder at the men who were torturing her, her eyes glaring out from a slimy mask of cum.

Lindy aimed his whip higher and cut the lashes across her cheek. Karen howled as the pain ravaged her and the inferno of her orgasm flared hotter.

"Again! Hit me fucking again!"

"Fuck you, bitch!" Lindy screeched. "I'll beat your ass to death and then fuck your filthy cunt!"

Lindy brought the whip back and forth across her cheeks while the other man whipped her back. The men fucking her armpits came at the sight, splashing their jism into the hollows beneath her shoulders. Their sticky goo slid back down her shuddering sides and slender arms. Each time the whip hit Karen's face, jism splashed across the room.

"You bitch!" Lindy shouted, and he threw the whip at Karen. The handle hit her in the temple and knocked her over. "You stinking, whorish cunt! You corrupt, filthy harlot!"

"Oh yes!" Antonella whispered to Mark and Wayne. "We definitely need to keep him a regular visitor."

Before Karen could rise back up from the blow, Lindy leapt atop her dazed, lusting body and buried his cock in her cunt. He pulled her off the bed and to her feet and another man closed in behind her to fuck her up her ass. Men on either side grabbed her sperm-soaked hands and clamped them tightly around their cocks.

Karen realized dully that she had been borne aloft, that her weight was being fully supported by the cocks fucking into her ass and cunt and the hands that were jammed roughly into the creases of her jism-fouled armpits.

The pain was terrible, worse by far than the whipping had been, even when Lindy had aimed his whip at her face. Karen howled her pain, but her hips kept jerking back and forth between the two cocks. Her hands never stopped moving over the leaking pricks that filled them. She thrashed her whip-stung and jism-covered face back and forth, and Lindy released her arms to grab her jouncing tits. He sank his dirty fingernails into her tender flesh and held her high. Karen screamed again and Lindy ducked his head to suck and bite at her nipples.

"You'd better watch out!" Antonella cautioned, sliding atop Mark so that she could take his monstrous cock inside her. "If they're not careful, your men could really damage her. And if she's going to be damaged, I'd rather it be us who did it."

"That's what we're here for," Mark groaned as he felt the velvet flesh of Antonella's tight cunt on the throbbing stalk of his cock. "So far everything's going just the way we want."

Karen screeched in pain and orgasm as she was borne about the room by the two cocks fucking her body apart. Her cunt and asshole had to be tearing under the stress of supporting the whole weight of her body. The pain was so extreme that Karen's cunt convulsed on the cock impaling it.

Her cunt cramped against this newest outrage and Karen wrenched her body so wildly that she pulled free of the horrible grips Lindy had on her tits. She spun on the two cocks and her head struck the wood floor.

Only after a man knelt atop her and forced his cock between her open lips did Karen realize that neither the cock in her cunt nor the one in her ass had slipped out.

The two men whose cocks she'd released when she fell, crowded back around her and she grabbed for their pricks again, hoping that no one would punish her for letting go of them, hoping that someone would.

As she rubbed them over her cheeks, both began to jerk, and her face was hosed with another twin burst of fuck-slime.

She dragged the cocks over her face, rubbing their cum into a sheen on her features. Old jism mixed with new, the mixture at once crusty and sticky and wet. The man forcing her to suck him came in her mouth and Karen let his jism bubble down her throat and out the corners of her lips.

Lindy cursed her as he came, and he pulled his cock out of the upturned, drooling mouth of her cunt to let his jism burn down onto her helpless face. The man fucking her ass kept his cock inside her, but her ass-chute was already so full of jism that the fresh load squirted back out of her asshole and dribbled between her ass-cheeks and down her back. Her cunt was leaking cum, too, drooling it down over the stinging flesh of her freshly denuded cunt and and the trembling firmness of her stomach.

A man stepped in to take over for the workman who'd cum in Karen's ass, and two men bent her knees over their thrusting cocks. While Lindy still blocked the way to her cunt, letting his jism drool onto her pretty, slimy face, all three of the men orgasmed.

The men fucking behind her knees coated her legs with a silvery sheen that dripped down her body. The man in her ass blasted so strongly into her asshole that it felt like she was receiving a cum-wad enema.

When he pulled out of her, he looked for a clean spot to rub his cock off on, but there was none. Karen's whole body was covered with the cum-juice of the plant's work force.

"Sleazy harlot!" Lindy shouted down into Karen's bleary, uncomprehending face. "Corrupted, slovenly slut! Have you had enough?"

Karen felt a new cock sliding into her reamed out ass and tried to make sense of what the funny old man was screaming at her. She thought she recognized him, a skinny old man named Lindy who'd helped run who'd helped run somebody's plant for them. Karen wasn't sure anymore. She wished that she could answer him. And her cunt was itching so badly.

She couldn't squeeze her asshole or cunt around the cocks that speared inside her anymore. She guessed that they were tired out. She hope that it wouldn't make the men so bored that they'd stop fucking her, because they hadn't scratched half her itch yet. And her tongue and lips felt numb and slimy and tired, but she hoped more of them would fuck her throat because she wanted to drink some more cum.

"I asked you a question, whore!" Lindy thundered. He held his fat, limp cock toward her gasping, mired face. "Have you had enough? Do you want some more?"

"If her slut's ears are filled with cum, let us clean them out!" Lindy made the pronouncement, and then he began to hose his piss directly into the maddened blonde's cum-encrusted face.

"All right, Lindy!" one man shouted. "Drink piss, you whore!"

"Yeah!" another man added. "So much for you and your fucking high-class old man. Now you're getting a jism facial and a piss shower to wash it off in. How you like it, bitch?"

"More!" Karen screamed, writhing free of the man who was fucking her ass. As she squirmed away from him across the floor, his cock jerked wildly and he began to cum.

His jism spotted the already soiled curve of her ass.

"Fuck me, suck me, piss on me, beat me! Please do something, damn you. Do something!"

"I'll do something," a man laughed, stepping closer to her frenzied body and pulling out his cock. "I'll piss on you, just like old Lindy. Maybe that'll cool your hot ass down!"

"Yes!" Karen hissed, clawing at her battered, reddened tits with her fingernails and bucking off the floor, her cunt-lips snapping open and shut. "Piss on me! All of you, more of you, all of you. Everybody, piss on the whore! Piss on the slut!"

Dozens of the men stepped forward to do as Karen begged, but even more simply stood in awe of the fiery lust that possessed the blonde widow.

She writhed like a tortured snake beneath the torrent of piss, her slick, wetted thighs rubbing together, one hand tearing at her tits while the other tore at her cunt.

Lindy's piss hadn't been enough to penetrate all the layers of jism that caked Karen's face, but as more men stepped up to help, the slime sloughed away, revealing the whip-welted, sensual face of the demented blonde. Even Antonella and Mark were shocked at the intensity of her orgasm.