John Friday - Tormented widow in bondage

They passed the magnetic table where Doc's ex-wife lay moaning, bound by the handcuffs clenched to the metal top. Three life-like artificial cocks were fucking her mouth, pussy and ass in perfect unison, thrusting so hard and fast: the woman could hardly draw a breath.

Rita couldn't help feeling some sympathy for the raven-haired beauty being ravaged by REAM, but Rita was far more concerned with her own fate.

"My father is waiting for you," Honey said. She peeled off the hood of her skeleton suit and removed the microphone.

"He has every reason to hate me," Rita said bleakly. "I feel awful about what happened to him.” "Don't tell me." Honey took her down an inner hall. They passed a closed door and heard Reggie crying and begging for cock.

"Ooooh, Wayde! Ungh! Yes, fuck me, my darling. Love my cunt and make me cum!” "I wish I thought what's in store for me would be so pleasant," Rita said distractedly.

"How pleasant or painful it is will be up to you," Honey told her. "My father has always wanted you, even before you married Wallford.” "I remember, but I was afraid of his big cock. It bulged so long and hard in his pants whenever he saw me.”

Honey stopped at the end of the hall and opened a door. Rita entered a six by eight foot room that looked like a prison cell.

Doc Watson sat nude on the edge of a metal framed bunk with his head in his hands. A perfect picture of dejection. He didn't look up when Rita walked in, or when Honey closed and locked the steel door behind her.

"I had this room made up exactly like my cell," he said. "That is so you and I will never forget.”

Rita cringed. She'd always been fearful of cramped places. She swallowed an icy lump in her throat. "Doc, I'm sorry!”

Head still bowed and covered by his hands, he chuckled mirthlessly. "You're sorry? Is that all you can say?”

He looked up and glared. She saw his gaunt face and the hideous scar. Her shrilling scream echoed loud and long in the small concrete walled room. Rita turned to face the back wall and sobbed in horror. The image of Doc's hairless head and body still burned in her mind.

"I suffered greatly because of you," he said.

Rita gulped and swallowed hard again. "Doc, I'll make it up to you. I'll do anything! But please… oh please, don't make me suffer any more pain!”

He stroked a hand down her back through tawny waves of red-golden hair softer than silk. "You're getting married soon," he said absently.

"No! I never want to see Benton Stanhope again!” "I don't mean to him. I mean to me. You're going to be my beautiful bride.” "Oooooh?" she moaned with tears streaming. The image of his grotesque face and gaunt frame was still fresh.

He sensed her shivers of rejection. "That's the easiest way for me to regain control of all that you've stolen from me. A law suit would ruin you.” "Yes, I know.” "With me you can still share your ill-gotten gains. I won't mind as long as you play the role of adoring wife.”

Rita shuddered and moaned. "I can't. I don't even want to look at you.” "But you will, bitch! You'll spend the rest of your life looking at me! That is your sentence, and there is no possibility of parole!”

He grabbed her arm and whirled her to face him. Rita clamped her eyes shut and refused to look. Doc slapped her hard across the face. Stinging hot pain made her open her dazzling blue-green eyes. More tears flooded down her cheeks when she saw him.

"Down on your knees! I want you to suck my cock and lick it clean. There are smears of drying cum and fuck honey plus cherry syrup from Reggie's cunt. Swallow it, whore! Swallow it all!” "I-I've never sucked a cock as large as yours.” "You'll do it regularly from now on. You'll keep it clean and make it hard for fucking your beautiful daughters. We're going to be a close family, Rita. A very close family!” "You bastard! I'd rather die!” "But you won't die, Rita. You'll be exposed as a thief, a liar and a slut. You'll lose everything and wind up in a cell like this one without my big cock to console you.” "All right! I'll suck your stinking cock! I'll even help you fuck my daughters if you want. I'll give you money, but don't… please don't make me marry you!” "But, Rita, you've worked so hard all this time to make yourself a respectable member of society. I wouldn't want you to stop now. I want to meet all your important friends with you standing lovingly by my side.”

Beaten and dejected, she took his glossy wet cock in her trembling hands. It was half limp but already pulsing with vigor. "Swallow it, Rita. Swallow my cock and swallow your false pride!”

She raised the bulbous knobbed head to her quaking lips. The tastes was rank and bitter because of the anguish in her mind. Rita gulped, steeling her nerves, and parted her soft lips. Her tongue circled the massive ridge just back of his cockhead. Her breath came in ragged gasps. Rita closed her eyes and decided to concentrate only on his big cock. That was the one part of her punishment she might enjoy. She'd never seen or felt a longer, thicker cock. What a magnificent fucker it was!

Pulsing blue veins throbbed under her sucking lips. She felt the hammering surge and it made her own heart beat faster. She resented the man but adored his mighty cock.

Drawing back, Rita said weakly, "I'll be a good wife.” "Don't tell me. Show me!” "Hhhmmmm!" She lunged forward and filled her mouth with throbbing cock. His prick thudded against the soft back and curved into the sleek tunnel of her throat.

"Take it all," he told her. "Don't stop now.”

Rita pressed forward and felt her throat strain. She sucked and swirled the tender underside of his long cock with her teasing tongue. Her mind strayed, remembering Doc as the handsome man he was once.

With good food to put more flesh on his gaunt frame, with a hairpiece and normal teeth, perhaps plastic surgery to minimize the hideous scar-he wouldn't be all that bad looking. And Doc was a genius in his field. He could certainly run the company better than she could.

Rita's cock-gorged lips curved into a smile. She was starting to think that her punishment might not be so bad after all. Her lips inched down his long prickshaft, nibbling to reach the hairless root of his monster prick.

She fought the reflex to gag and cough up his choking length. Her throat heaved, embracing his long prick with damp warmth. Doc clamped his hands back of her head and tangled his fingers in her hair. He held her head and began to fuck her pretty face.

Long gliding thrusts craned her neck. His cock swelled fully hard. He tilted her head back and pumped it deep in her throat. Rita gurgled and moaned. Her pussy began to squirm with anxious contractions.

Her wavering fingers cupped his hairless ball sac and loving stroked the two big orbs inside. Giving him pleasure was the only way to avoid pain. Rita sucked harder and wiggled her tongue to delight him while her fingers twirled.

She felt heat radiate from his big balls. They were boiling up a great load. The quaking fury of balls on fire made her tense. Doc grunted and rammed his cock in and out with increasing joy.

"Get ready to suck cum," his voice rasped. "I'm going to fuck your face full and watch it dribble from your lips!”

Rita nodded, braced for the first wet charge. Spunk exploded deep in her throat with such force that it rocked her back on her knees. She lunged forward and gulped, lips pulling to get more.

He jetted more. Her throat flew into spasms, unable to swallow it all. Doc pumped faster, grunting sounds of delight as his hairless loins battered her lips. Jism came up in her throat like an incoming tide.

"Glungh," she moaned. "Huuummmm!”

Jizz slathered her rippling tongue and flooded over the top of her back teeth. Rita felt her cheeks puff, but she still kept delicately teasing and stroking his balls to get more delicious fuck cream.