Blake Garfield - Barmaid in bondage

"I love it!" Lynda moaned, drinking down the last of Buck's piss. She turned the mug upside down and let every last drop of piss splatter between her parted lips. "I love your cock, Buck! I love your piss! I love it! I can't wait until everyone fucks me!"

"Such a good little slut," Buck whispered. "Such a beautiful little slut. And such a big girl. You're the sexiest bitch this town has ever seen, Lynda big tits, big ass, and the sweetest little face a man could ever want. And you belong tome, don't you?"

"I do, Buck!" Lynda moaned, pulling Buck tight with her long legs, flipping her ass up to meet every thrust of his huge cock. "I'm your whore, Buck! I'm your slut! You're going to make me cum! Oh shit, you're making me cum!"

"You're making me cum, too, Lynda," Buck gasped, grinding his cock savagely into her shitter. "And I'm not going to cum in your big sweet ass. I'm going to cum in your hot little cunt."

Lynda cried with disappointment when Buck yanked his cock from her asshole. She shrieked with ecstasy when he buried it to the hilt in her cunt. Her climax hit her like a speeding truck. She went into convulsions, writhing and twitching wildly. She dropped the mug and grabbed her tits, tearing and twisting at the big, silky mounds until she caused herself to bleed.

"Cumming!" she screamed, her big eyes glazed, spit drooling from the corners of her mouth. "Cumming! Cumming, cumming, cumming! Oh, Buck! Oh, Buck! Fuck me!"

Buck screamed with pleasure too. Her cunt was so wet and hot that Buck couldn't hold back anymore. It squeezed and tugged on his cock in a convulsion of pure lust. With a deep, long groan he hosed his jism up her burning hot pussy.

"Agggggghhhhhhhhh!" Lynda shrieked, deranged with the pleasure she was feeling. "Oh! Ohhhhh! Yes!"

Buck's jism burned into her pussy like acid. Every wet shot of his cum inside her drove Lynda a little bit crazier. Her pussy clamped around his cock as though it never wanted to let it go. One orgasm after another pounded through her beautiful, thrashing body.

"Do you want to fuck these other guys now?" Buck asked at last, fucking his still-hard cock inside Lynda's swampy pussy. "Are you going to make all my friends feel good?"

"Yesssssss!" Lynda hissed, tossing her head and driving her hips up at Buck's thrusting cock. "I'll fuck them all so good! I'll make them all cum so good!"

"Good," Buck said with a smirk, puffing his cock from her cunt. "Give her a bottle, Grady. The good stuff. I think we've got a real pet here. Yeah, I think this big-titted whore is ready to make us all real happy."

"And for a real long time," Grady said, pulling a bottle of whiskey off the shelf. "And after she drinks this shit she might just love us all as much as she loves you."

"I aiready do," Lynda said, her mind nearly unhinged. "I love you all. All of you, and all of your big, hard cocks!" When Grady shoved the bottle between her lips, Lynda drank the whiskey as though it was mother's milk.

"Pretty cocks," Lynda cooed, looking up at the stiff, dripping pricks that surrounded her. "Such pretty, pretty cocks!"

Grady had made her drink most of the bottle of whiskey before the men had turned her over on the bar. Now she was lying across it on her stomach, staring at the three hard cocks that were pointing at her face. Behind her two more stiff pricks were rubbing over the lush, silky cheeks of her ass. Dozens more hard, dripping cocks were waiting to take their turns on her. The news of what was happening at Buck's Bar had spread through the town. The place was packed now, so full of horny men that Pete had had to lock the door and turn off the sign. There wasn't room for anyone else.

"Please don't hurt me," Lynda said in a little-girl voice, looking up at Buck. "Please don't hurt me bad!"

"Why would we want to hurt you now?" Buck asked, flashing the other men a mocking grin. "You're being such a good little girl, such a good, big-titted little girl."

"I am a good girl," Lynda said eagerly, and when Buck rubbed his hand over her face, she licked and kissed his fingers like a happy little puppy. "A very good, big-titted girl."

"Let's fuck her," one of the men rubbing his cock over her full, round ass said. He slapped one meaty asscheek. "Hey, whore! Tell us you want us to fuck you!"

"I do," Lynda said, her crystal blue eyes wide and thoughtful. She was drunk almost to the point of passing out and in a state of shock from all the fucking and torture she had endured. "I want you to fuck me right now!"

"And beat you?" Pete asked, stepping up inside Lynda and slapping his belt softly against the small of her back.

"Oh please," Lynda said, fat tears slipping down from the corners of her big, blue eyes. "Yes, please beat me too! If you want to beat me, that's what I want too."

Lynda looked to Buck for approval, and when she saw him smile, she felt warm and wanted inside. Lynda had never had a steady boyfriend, and in her drunken, muddled state that was what Buck seemed like. She wanted to do everything she could to make him happy.

Pete lashed the belt down against Lynda's lush asscheeks, leaving a thick red stripe across her tanned skin.

One of the men behind her stuffed the head of his cock between the swollen, drooping lips of her cunt and fucked his cock inside her until his balls were snuggled tight against her quivering, silky thigh.

The men in front of her stepped closer, rubbing their hard, leaking cocks all over Lynda's beautiful, aristocratic face. One of them plunged his cock straight down her throat, squirming his ass and shoving his cock until Lynda's pretty face was mashed into his musty crotch hair.

Then the other man behind her stepped close and pushed the head of his cock against the cock-stuffed lips of Lynda's pussy.

"Mmmmgggrrffhhhh!" Lynda cried around her mouthful of prick. She arched her back against the hellish pressure on her cunt, jerking her big, sexy ass wildly from side to side.

Her pussy had been fucked loose and filled with so much jism that it was slick as greased ice. Her pussy-cream was running down the insides of her thighs.

Even that much lubrication couldn't ease the penetration of two thick cocks into the squirming, captive body. She squealed with pain as the second man pressed his cock into her tiny pink cunt mouth.

The head of the man's cock popped into her pussy, stretching the mouth of her swollen cunt wide. Lynda cried out in agony, then moaned deep in her throat as the man drove his cock to the hilt inside her. Her long, sultry body trembled with the pain of the unnatural penetration.

Her poor, tattered cunt felt like a sock on Christmas morning, stuffed so full of toys that it was stretched almost to the point of bursting wide open. Her legs felt as though they were dislocated. It was as though she was sitting on some huge wooden stake, one that was piercing every inch of her body, driving a wedge inside her that was going to split her in two.

Her throat was clogged with cock. The other two men dragged their slippery pricks all over her face. The man on the right slapped her face with his cock, beating Lynda's pretty face as though he was wielding a billyclub instead of a hardened length of fuck-meat. The man on the left was smearing his cock all over her face, probing her nose, her ear, even bumping the slick head of his prick into Lynda's wide blue eyes.

The man in the center was fucking Lynda's throat as though it was her cunt. Lynda choked with every throat-stuffing thrust, but the man only laughed and wiggled his ass so he could drive his cock in deeper. He pulled his cock out and the man on the right slid his in, driving even deeper past her gullet. The center man took over slapping Lynda's face, smearing her spit and his fuck-lube over her nose and cheeks and forehead.