Paul Gable - Whipped captive

"Ohhhh!"

What was happening? Was it because of the intense fear that her cunt sucked in air, opening in an uncontrollable spasm as the knife traced along the outer line of her cunt-lips? The soft area and its vulnerability to the blade terrified her. She bit her lip, her face twisting into a mask of intense concentration. Closing her eyes, the girl wished she could faint.

The knife pulled away. Christina let her breath out. She relaxed her muscles. The nipples of her fleshy tits touched the sheet. She felt a trickle of juice and sweat ooze down her thighs.

"Oh!"

Christina stiffened once more, her back arching high in the air. A shocking chill froze the center of her cunt. Mike was pressing the flat of the blade against her cunt-slit, rocking it from her clit to the bottom junction of her pussy-lips.

Christina's pussy clamped down on nothing, the sharp edges of the knife slitting her cunt-flaps.

"Nooooo!" the girl cried, feeling delicious pain ripple through her pussy. The constant, repeated touch and chill of the blade sent streamers of incredible lust through the terrified young blonde teen. She slowly became conscious of the increasing heat in her cunt. Oh, it was happening again! She was turning on to her own degradation. When would it ever stop?

"Man, I'm so fuckin' hot," Chuck said, rubbing his crotch. Finally, the biker couldn't stand watching Mike having all the fun. He moved around to the head of the small bed, unzipping his fly and pulling out his cock.

"Head, baby, good head. Give it to me," he whispered tightly, climbing onto the bed and shoving his opened Levi's down to his knees.

Christina shook the hair from her eyes and tilted her head back as far as it could go. As Mike moved the knife up and down her spasming pussy, Chuck bent his knees, lowering his hot crotch to the level of her mouth then wiping his dick-head against her full lower lip. Christina could taste the salty flavor of his cum. Yes, she'd be swallowing jizz again!

"Yeah!" Chuck whispered, sucking in a deep breath as he drove his cock-head into the girl's waiting mouth.

Mike backed down, throwing the knife on the floor while opening his trousers and yanking out his stiff cock. He watched his buddy lean against the back wall and hunch his hips back and forth, sawing his dick in and out of Christina's mouth.

Then he spat on his palms and slicked down his cock with hot saliva.

"Gonna have a big surprise for you," he said, crawling behind her and hooking his hands around her asscheeks. Christina expected to be fucked, but not where she finally took his cock.

"Ohhhhhfffff!" the teenager cried in pain. Tears rolled again down her cheeks. He was shaving his cock-head against her asshole! He wanted to fuck her in the ass!

"Fuck, tight, fuckin' tight," Mike grunted, his face wincing, showing the strain as he hunched forward and down. His legs shook from the effort while his dick bent at the middle.

"Keep it up, baby. Go on, Mike, man, she's beggin' for it," Chuck said in a tight voice.

Christina let out a series of strangled cries, muffled by the bulk of Chuck's pistoning cock.

"Man, this chick's too much. But I'm fuckin' tired of cunts givin' me head," Chuck said, sliding his dick out of Christina's mouth. A string of drool oozed down from one corner of her mouth.

"Ohhhh!"

Christina's lips parted to form a wide circle. Her sphincter muscles gave way, admitting the first three inches of the biker's cock-shaft. The blonde teen felt as if someone had driven a stake through her belly. A dull, throbbing ache radiated out from her violated asshole down to her cunt, then across her belly to her swinging tits. Christina grunted like a stuck pig, tugging at the linen holding her arms to the bed. She jerked and twisted, her hair brushing across her knuckles as the bed squeaked and groaned from her efforts.

"Man, I got her asshole," Mike grunted in a tight voice, holding hard onto her moving hips while squeezing his asscheeks together and driving in another inch of cock.

"Forget that, man." Chuck, said, standing up, then sliding back down under the girl. He held her head to one side, shoving her back slightly as he wormed down under her. "Always wanted to have a chick on top of me," Chuck muttered, holding his spit-slick cock in one hand as he tilted his thighs up and tried to stick his cock into her pussy.

"Not gonna work, man, not gonna work," Mike said, glancing down and seeing his buddy trying to fuck the girl from below.

"Damn it. Okay, then we'll do it on the side. It'll be fuckin' good fucking this bitch at the same time," Chuck said, wiggling back up, untying Christina's arm while Mike tucked his legs under the girl, wrapping his hands around her waist and rolling to one side.

Chuck had forgotten to untie her ankles. Her legs twisted painfully around one another. The blonde teen kept howling until Chuck released her leg, muttering obscenities under his breath as he climbed back onto the bed and hunched up to Christina.

"Okay, baby, you got me workin' as much as you're gonna. Now you're gonna put out," he said, reaching up and pinching her stiff nipples while shoving her knees apart with his legs. Reaching down, the blond biker felt pussy-juice seep from her hole and slick down his fingers. "Yeah, good and hot and ready."

Behind her, Mike was going crazy, pistoning his dick in and out of the grunting girl, smoothing his hands over her body. Chuck held onto Christina around the waist, pushing his legs farther between hers and bunching up. With one powerful thrust, the biker managed to bury half his dick in her swampy cunt.

"Uhhhhhh!" Christina cried, throwing her head back and banging it against Mike's chin. She felt the rough hairs of his chest scratch her back and shoulder blades playfully while his hands kneaded and pinched her flesh. His legs shoved against the backs of hers while Chuck's knees kept trying to spread her thighs farther apart. Two men were sandwiching hp, pounding their dicks into her willing body. Their mutual body heat made her sweat. Christina let out another sigh of excitement as Chuck drove in another inch into her pussy. Reaching down, the blond stud worked his fingers around the top part of her pussy, concentrating on her clit, making her cry out again and again that she needed his dick.

"Beg for it, baby. Tell me how much you dig gettin' fucked by me and Mike," Chuck gasped between his teeth, pinching her nipples hard.

"Owwwwww-yesssss! Oh, God, yes, I love it, I love getting fucked by you and Mike!" Christina shouted. She sucked in more breath to feed her plunging body. The men were fucking in tandem, bouncing her from one to the other.

"Hey, buddy, I'm gonna lose it fast," Chuck suddenly blurted out. His face slackened while his eyes rolled back in his head. He was making funny wheezing sounds through his nose.

"Hold on, man, hold on. I'm right behind you," Mike said, reaching down and pinching her ass cruelly while hammering his cock into her asshole.

Christina jerked back and forth between the two men. Their hands worked over her body together while their hips banged against hers. She was close, oh so close. And the thought of coming with two men shooting off their dicks in her body drove her over the edge. She clawed at Chuck, grabbing him by the shoulders and driving her nails in his flesh while letting out a hellish yelp of sexual ecstasy.

"Iiiaiyeeee!" the girl cried, her legs snapping apart, then falling back together.

"Fuck, comin' I'm… comin'!" Chuck wailed, slamming his dick up to the hilt and leaving it there. Gouts of hot jizz shot out of his piss-slit and splashed against Christina's rumbling cuntal walls. She felt the pressure and wetness of his orgasm and went wild.

"Cum, cum, oh, fuck yes, cum!" she cried, her cuntal muscles cramping and grabbing onto the blond biker's shooting prick.