Paul Gable - Bound for pleasure

"Ohhhhhhh God!"

In a second Jack was all the way in her shitter. She could hear the slapping of his balls against her rounded buttocks. He was starting to saw in and out of her shitter, pounding her without any regard as to damage he might cause in her body. The pressures in her cunt and asshole wore building up. Linda was starting to enjoy this fully, pretending to be in intense pain and indignation when her pussy was really so hot it could melt steel.

The trucker reached around her thighs with both hands now, fingering her pussy mound, laughing when he felt it move like a tiny furry animal at the lightest pressure. He peeled back the outer labes, revealing the dark red moist meat. When be traced his fingers up and down her small inner cunt lips, Linda thought she was going to die. Hot flashes soared through her cunt, radiating to her asshole, then shooting back again. And swirling below her prancing feet was Shadow, his big head tilted back, his tongue hanging out invitingly, watching the woman struggling and twitching above him.

It had hurt her badly. But accompanying that hurt was a wonderful, thrilling sensation. The excitement was building in Linda. Her basic fear at this point was the power of her orgasm.

"Baby, you dig this, don't you. Come on, fess up. You dig it, right?" Jack panted.

"Oh yes! Yes! Goddamn you, yes, I love it!" she panted. There, she'd said it! Let them think what they would of her.

Jack stabbed into her asshole viciously than before, pounding into the tight clutch of her shitter. Linda writhed from side to side, her body swaying. Qver and over Jack's cock pistoned into her asshole.

"Baby, you're killen' me. Man, she's too much," Jack said, slowing down for a second while flicking one finger over her hot little cunt.

Linda went out of her mind. She tossed her hips wildly, her head snapping back, her long blonde hair washing over her face and jiggling tits. Hot electric jolts – more intense than those from the generator – flowed from her sex spindle. Jack was toying with her well, drawing the maximum amount of pleasure possible from her cunt with his careful finger manipulations. Oh, how she wanted to be flat on her back, her legs scissored around the big trucker while her cunt was stuffed to the hilt with that fat dick. The image of that scene burned into her brain, actually intensifying the delight sparking around her clit now.

"Uhhhh… ohhhhh."

She was starting to feel her butthole tighten up, tighten up almost as much as her cunt. She was working her ass around in frantic circles – at least as much as she could considering Jack was splitting her butt in two with his dick on her neck. He was close, close to firing his hot load in her butt.

"Now, shit, now!"

Jack pumped faster and faster. Suddenly Linda felt a searing sensation shoot through her butt. It was so powerful it took her breath away. She couldn't control herself. Wailing, the woman felt herself topple over the brink. It was a double orgasm – her asshole and pussy clenched, relaxed, then exploded into a fit of grasping again and again. Jack kept fucking her butt with his cock, then let out a few yelps, his signal that jets of white hot jizz were spurting into her shitter, scalding the sides of her bowels.

"Ohhhhhhwawwwhh!"

"Go for it, baby!" Sam encouraged.

When she was through, the woman hung exhausted from the hooks. They could have turned lions loose on her and she wouldn't have flinched.

"Take her down," Sam said.

"Ohhhhhh God, God."

Linda didn't remember much of what happened next. Hands moved along her arms, then she was gathered up and carried somewhere. She faded in and ant of consciousness, knowing only that she had had one of the most all-encompassing, powerful sexual experiences of her life. Soon comforting darkness enfolded her and within seconds she was asleep.

Linda had no idea how long she'd been out. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the crumpled rags that had been Shadow's bed. The smell was almost overpowering. Oh, how her shoulders and arms ached! She tried to get up, then realized the men had tied her wrists together again. The ropes were scraping away what little flesh there was.

Blinking away the light fog of sleep, Linda heard the sounds of a struggle coming from the other end of the basement. She made out Sam and Jack, then realized in a flash that Max was back. But there was someone else there, a woman crying out for help. In an instant she recognized the voice as belonging to her niece.

"Janice!"

Linda was filled with horror and despair. She'd done everything to keep her niece out of this. And now the girl was here, forced to endure what she had. And there was nothing in the world Linda could do about it.

"Janice!" she screamed again.

Max turned around, his hands on his hips. He strolled over to her. Linda tried to struggle up, then felt back against the wall. She stared up at the big trucker with a sneer of contempt. Oh, how she hated him! How she wanted to plant her feet hard right into his balls, make him pay for what he'd done to her and what he was going to do to her ward!

"Janice's over there. You wanna see her?" Max slipped one hand under her right arm and half dragged her across the floor. Linda tried to gather her legs under her, tried to walk. But Max purposely kept her at such an angle she crawled, stumbled, was dragged to the opposite corner of the cellar. There she saw her niece.

"Oh, Janice," Linda said in a low, trembling voice. The girl's clothing was badly torn, her tits exposed, her cunt naked to the world. "Have they… done anything to you?"

"Oh, Aunt Linda, who are these men?" Janice asked, her eyes filled with tears.

"Boyfriends," Sam interrupted. "And we're gonna show you both one hell of a date."

Janice sobbed quietly, staring wide-eyed at her bewildered aunt.

Neither woman would ever forget what happened next. Linda tried to kick and bite at the men. But all three only laughed, pushing her aside whilethey finished with Janice's degradation.

Linda watched helplessly as her young niece was totally stripped, slapped several times across the face, then on her butt. Janice was constantly screaming, hitting back at the men, trying to kick them as they ripped her clothing off.

"Stop it!" Janice cried.

"Hey, don't worry. I ain't gonna let nothin' like that happen to you… not until I get a taste of that hot fertile cunt first. You sure dug me on the phone, know that?"

"What?" Linda asked, her forehead wrinkled up with curiosity.

"Man, one night I called up the house just for the hell of it and got this young piece of ass," Max said, running his fingers over Janice's thighs and licking his lips.

"Don't!" Janice wailed.

"And she answered," he continued, fumbling with his zipper. "Man, I started tellin' her what I was gonna do to her. And she couldn't keep still. Must've been fingerin' the shit outta her cunt. Now you're gonna find out firsthand, ain't you?"

"Man, do anything you want with me. But just leave her alone," Linda said as firmly as she could.

"Now, that's a tempting offer. But one I'm gonna pass up."

They fell on the girl like a pack of wolves. Sam had unzipped his trousers and shoved his cock into Janice's mouth before she could let out another shriek of protest. When he tried to back away, he slapped her several times, back-handing her, making the girl finally surrender to his dick.

Max told his buddy to move up. He didn't want to smell his ass when he stuck his dick into her slot.

"She ain't no virgin," he said, shoving three fingers up her cunt up to his knuckles and feeling around. Janice's knees shot up, clenching his wrists. "Hot… hot like you."

"Mmmmmfffff!"

Jack was left to tend to Linda. He held her back, pinching her nipples at times, laughing at her and her niece as the girl was violated cruelly before her eyes.