Paul Gable - Sorority slavegirls

Vickie had never done this before, had never even thought about it. But considering all she'd done and had had done to her this evening, a man's dick wouldn't be out of the ordinary.

"You haven't got much of a choice," Scott said dryly, working his fingers slowly over his hard flesh, milking his prong gently until it was standing straight out from between his opened Levi's.

He was right. Before the men left they had tied her in another grotesque position. Her belly rested on the top wide board of a kind of sawhorse, her ankles and wrists fastened with cuffs and chains to the legs of the device. She was bent over the horse, but able to raise her head level to Scott's dick.

"Interesting, isn't it?" Scott said, moving up to her and trading his fingers down the bumps of her spine. Vickie shuddered at his touch. "The others are gone for a while. I've got you all to myself. Don't have to worry about pleasing the others, about them butting in."

Scott's voice was thickening as his fingers worked lower until they were caressing her asscheeks. Vickie felt them kneading the soft, resilient flesh, felt them sliding into her butt rack and up to her tiny shit-hole.

"That's for later," he said with effort, backing away and moving up front. She felt his hands touch her shoulders. Raising her head, the young man pushed his cock forward.

"Ugh!"

The sour odor of stale sweat and cum made the girl wrinkle up her nose and forehead. She felt dizzy, nauseous with the idea he was going to stick that dirty thing in her mouth.

"Didn't wash up, but I didn't think about this 'til after the boys loft," Scott said with a nervous laugh, enjoying the young woman's discomfort. Moving his hands up, he wrapped several thick strands of her blonde hair between his fingers and yanked up, keeping her head level with his crotch this way. Vickie cried out, her eyelids flickering while her arms and legs moved as much as they could in their bonds. He was going to snatch her bald! The pain radiated down from her scalp, creating knots in her belly, making her open her mouth and shout with pain.

"I've got somethin' that's gonna stop up that Goddamned mouth!"

Vickie felt him shove forward, felt his juicy dickhead bang against her nose. She clenched her teeth and let out a hissing breath. Scott growled, yanking back on her hair harder. The girl strained every muscle, trying to keep the upper portion of her body parallel to the floor and thus lessen the pain in her scalp. But Scott seemed to enjoy what he was doing. The higher she managed to push her torso, the harder the big man pulled at her hair.

"Man, your mouth's gonna feel real good on my dick."

He closed his fingers around the thickness of his big hunk of meat, squeezed and stroked back. Vickie saw the tapered, bulbous head wet with droplets of his pre-cum. For a second, the girl wondered what it would feet like to have something that big in her mouth. Did she want to suck on him? Did she want to have those big balls shoved against her face? No, no, she'd do it because she had no other choice. But Vickie swore to herself she'd never enjoy doing this voluntarily.

"Open up, damnit!"

Vickie did as she was told, slackening her lower jaw, forcing her mouth into a big "O" and closing her eyes. The smell of Scott's unwashed crotch became stronger. She felt something hot and wet touch her lips. He was rubbing his dick-head back and forth over her mouth, holding his cock with one hand while pulling her hair even harder than before with the other. Vickie could taste something salty and bleachy start to coat her throat. It made her swallow hard. Then Scott let out a moan, pulling her hair back and hunching forward. In an instant, the hogtied teenager found the big man's dick-head inside her mouth!

"Mmmmghhfff!"

Her eyes popped open, her face an expression of surprised horror. She worked her fingers against the wood, hunching her back up, tensing her arm and leg muscles.

"Ohhh, yes, suck me off!" Scott groaned, rotating his hips so his dick would twist in her mouth.

Vickie gagged, trying to swallow her spit to keep from gagging. Her face flushed beet red while tears of shame and agony streaked her cheeks. She let out strangled sounds as more and more of the big man's cock-meat slid into her mouth. How could some women actually enjoy doing this? She could hardly breathe! Already she was making whistling sounds through her nostrils, sucking in as much air as she could.

How long would he keep this up? Scott seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. Maybe he was going to keep sticking his cock in and out of her stretched mouth until he popped off? Oh, God, no! Vickie remembered how much cum the young man had in his fat balls. She remembered how quickly his jizz had filled her pussy, remembered the sensation of his hot spunk dribbling down her thighs and oozing into her narrow ass-crack!

"Work that tongue around it, honey. Yeah, that's it, come on, milk it for me! Make me feel real good!" Scott said, lessening the tension on her hair. He was holding her head now with one hand, caressing her face while pile driving his dick in and out of her, mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of his prong sliding over her lips and down her throat. He told her to suck harder, pulled at her hair until her cheeks caved in and rubbed against his fat rod with the increased suction.

"Man, good head, good head, whip it on me, baby," Scott moaned.

Vickie sucked in more air through her nose, forced to keep his dick lodged in her mouth. Her tongue lashed over it, licking and tasting the pistoning dick, coiling around his big cock. At times she could feel his balls swinging against her chin. They were big, fat, hairy sacs filled, she imagined, to the brim with his boiling cum. "Mmmnnghfff!"

If only she could get her breath! The young girl felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen. He rammed his dick all the way down her throat and held it there. The thick wiry hairs on his crotch tickled her nostrils while his balls pressed up against her lower jaw and lip. She could feel his cock-head slipping down her throat, heading down toward her belly! "Man, gonna shoot, gonna cum if I keep this up," Scott said in a thick, gruff voice.

Vickie panicked. In this position she knew she wouldn't be able to take his cum and breathe at the same time. She tasted more and more of his cum as it oozed freely from his piss-slit. He was growing excited, getting very close to popping off. She could hear him gasping and sobbing for breath, hot as a fired pistol, aching to shoot his load into her mouth.

Then with great effort Scott pulled back, holding tightly onto his dick with both hands as if it were a poisonous snake. Vickie coughed and gagged, shaking her head from side to side and sucking in breaths of air in between her hacking fits.

"Fuck, honey, you're one hell of a little slut to suck that dick that way," Scott said, relaxing his muscles after regaining control.

"I couldn't help it," Vickie protested. "You were hurting me, pulling my hair, making me!"

"Sure, yeah, sure. Keep tellin' yourself that. Maybe it makes it easier for you to deal with. But man, you were really gettin' into it."

Vickie couldn't believe that. Her pussy wasn't hot in fact, she had remained relatively unmoved by all that had happened since she regained consciousness. All she cared about was survival. And the best way to survive now, it seemed, was to give in completely to these men. If she satisfied them, served them to the best of her ability, then maybe they'd finally let her go.

"Well, I'm gonna give you a real treat this time," Scott said, sucking in a deep breath, then moving around behind her. In this position the blonde teenager could twist her head around to see what he was doing. She saw his fat dick wiggling past her face, then could only hear as he moved around behind her an. "Yeah, you got a real nice ass… real nice," he cooed, sliding his hands back and forth on her smooth butt-flesh. Vickie felt him squeezing her buttocks so hard she squealed, curling her toes and digging the nails against the floor.