Nathan Silvers - Widow in bondage

Karen undulated across the wood floor, unmindful of the chafing of the rough wood against her tender skin, her mouth gaping open so that she could catch the maximum amount of piss.

She dug her fist into her cunt and began to fist-fuck herself, and then she bent over and began to force her other hand up the tighter channel of her ass. As the gallons of piss rained down atop her, Karen tumbled head over heels across the floor, fucking her hands into her pussy and asshole at the same time.

"Fuck boss!" one of the men gasped. "What kind of whore is this?"

"The best kind," Mark answered drily, pulling his cock from Antonella's cunt so that they could both save their orgasm for the beautiful blonde. "The kind who takes everything she can, more than she can. The kind who'll eat your shit and thank you for beating her for it."

The men followed Karen, laughing at her as they pissed on her lust-wracked body. They spit on her and called her names and kicked her when she floundered too close to a corner. Men jerked off over her body and watched their cum being washed away by the piss that splattered down from every direction.

Men leaned over so that they could piss straight into her gasping mouth and they kicked Karen in her tits or head when she couldn't swallow it all and coughed acrid yellow piss out through her nose. Finally they tilted her up on her knees and shoulders so they could whip her while she fucked her fists into her ass and cunt.

Mark watched it all with a smile. Karen's ass waved wildly back and forth as whips flickered pain across the welted, tawny cheeks. Her cunt and asshole were both distended insanely by the penetrations of her fists and she seemed intent on driving them farther inside her with each new thrust. A man dropped down to sit on the floor in front of her and she took his cock into her mouth without hesitation. A moment later his piss began to bubble out of her nose and seep from the corners of her lips but she didn't pull her head away. Mark's smile grew with every contraction of her throat as she drank the man's piss.

Karen was smiling too, smiling madly with the fuck-lust that had driven her mad. She pounded her fists into her cunt and asshole and drank down the piss the man was shooting into her throat. She wriggled her hips against the lashes that were being welded by the workmen behind her.

And she came. And she came. Her orgasms were never ending. Each one was stronger than the last. It was like one eternal, ever-increasing orgasm. Karen didn't ever want it to end. And when the man who'd pissed down her throat began to fuck her pissy mouth in earnest, her smile grew even wider.

Karen was sitting atop a cock now, too tired to move. Five cocks speared toward her face and she switched from sucking one cock to another. A lot of the workmen had gone home over the hours since Karen's mass abuse had begun, but a lot more had stayed. Karen wasn't sure what time it was, but the light that had been slanting into the room from outside had vanished a long time ago. It seemed to Karen that it must be very close to morning, but she really wasn't sure. She guessed it shouldn't matter much to her what time it was anymore. It was always time for cock.

A man groaned as he pulled Karen's unresisting mouth over the fat bulb head of his prick. Her thick red lipstick smeared obscenely over the vein-lined stalk of his cock and he moaned again at the sight. How many times had Antonella replaced the blush on her cheeks, the eyeshadow over her eyes, the lipstick on her trembling lips? Karen wasn't sure she remembered anymore. She knew she'd had five trips to the tub, but that had been for the men more than her. She couldn't stink too bad and she had to look pretty.

The man beneath her fired his cum up inside her aching cunt, and Karen suffered through another orgasm as he did. Her yelps were whining, pitiful things, and one of the men standing next to her pulled her face all the way down the shaft of his cock to plug her throat and shut her up. His cum began to boil directly down Karen's grasping throat and she swallowed the pulsing waves. It was all she'd had to eat today, as the piss had been all she'd had to drink.

"How does it feel, Karen?" Mark asked, walking close to her. She watched the bob and sway of his massive cock with glittering, hungry eyes. "Are you still getting hot?"

Karen whined like a whipped puppy and reached for Mark's wonderful cock. He had it just out of her reach and shook his head. One of the men standing at her side erupted against her cheek and Karen clamped her mouth over the jerking prick, keeping her eyes on the massive, cunt-ruining length of Mark's cock.

"All right, you guys!" Wayne shouted on a signal from Mark. "Everybody out. Mark wants a private conference with the company whore. You guys can come back in a couple of minutes."

Karen suckled the last of the cum the man had to give her, and then he pulled away, following the rest outside. Karen slumped against the floor and looked around, her face a mask of puzzlement. Where was everybody? Why wasn't anyone fucking her, making her suck their cocks or their balls or their asses? No one was whipping her or pinching her tits. Where had everybody gone?

"We've got to talk, Karen," Mark said simply. He nodded to Wayne and Wayne stood the see-saw device up straight. "I've got some papers I want you to sign. Just a couple of them, really. One is to sign your husband's assets over to me, the other is to entrust your care to Antonella. You do need care now, you know? Hard cocks in your cunt and ass and mouth. You wanted to make the plant work better Karen. Remember?"

Karen whined and tried to reach for Mark's cock. Wayne held her back and dragged her toward the see-saw. Why were they talking business to her? All she cared about was cock, any cock, especially the wonderful, monstrous cock that was swinging back and forth between Mark's hairy, muscular thighs. She knew now that all she was good for was fucking.

"Fuck me!" she whimpered as Wayne strapped her into the see-saw. This time he spread her arms and legs wide one the metal device. "Fuck me, Mark! Fuck me with your big cock!"

"We will!" Antonella hissed. "We'll both fuck you with Mark's big cock. This is your new office, Karen. We'll have fun here for a long time together, you and I and everyone we can find for you. Won't that be fun?"

Karen looked blearily toward Antonella and her breath caught in her throat when she saw that the beautiful brunette was wagging a cock every bit as long and hard as Mark's. Through her haze of lust, pain and confusion Karen tried to figure out what was happening, but it was beyond her. Most everything was beyond her anymore, she realized sadly, except what to do with a big, hard cock.

"Fuck me!" Karen walled, twisting her body against the metal cuffs that held her in place. Her long, lean body writhed with her need, her lush tits roiling across her chest, her curved hips bucking out in a shameless bump-and-grind. "Fuck me up my cunt and ass! Fuck me, fuck me, please!"

Each shuddering thrash of Karen's hips sprinkled her cunt-juices out across the floor. Each jerk of her blonde head left a trail of her spittle behind it. Mark smiled at the way he had utterly destroyed the old Karen and replaced her with the sex-crazed animal before him. He'd transformed a prim and proper high-class cunt into a pain-craving nymphomaniac.

"Will you sign those papers, Karen?" he asked reasonably, rubbing the grapefruit-sized head of his cock up and down the crack of Karen's taut ass. The head of his cock dwarfed the crack it rubbed against. "Will you do that for me?"

"Yes, please," Karen pleaded, and then she began to oink, squirming her body against him. "I need a cock so bad, sir! I really need to be fucked!"

"We know that, Karen," Antonella said, standing in front of the tortured blonde and rubbing her huge artificial cock over the drooping red lips of her cunt. "That's why we had this made for you, honey. It's an artificial prick made one inch bigger than Mark's cock so that when he's busy, you can still have his big prick around to play with. Wasn't that nice of us?"