Unknown - The Watch Dog

Her throat emitted an incessant gasping whine of sensual acceptance as the two virile young men threw all their strength into fucking her savagely in both her vagina and anus at once, and she knew now she was up and over the edge … the love-drug had worked its wicked magic and she was wildly-insane with passion, her loins feverishly steaming with desire as she ached for the only relief she knew was possible for her now … the screaming bliss of sexual fulfillment!

An inhuman cry burst from her throat with projectile-intensity. «Awwww, yes, yes! Fuck me, both of your… fuck me with your big cocks! Oh, God, it's so good in my ass and in my cunt! Yes, yes!» She urged them on as the frenzy of her brush-fire passion raged out of control; her belly was literally in flames. Never had she known such sheer wanton lust … it threatened to consume her alive with its ferocious heat. She lowered her head and looked back between her jiggling breasts and glimpsed the lewd and total ravishment taking place between her bruised and battered thighs. She could actually see them thrusting into her sandwiched body in savage unison … see with her own eyes her moist cuntal flesh as it was drawn from the impaled walls of her vagina on the big man's outward motion and then crammed back up into her hair- lined slit as he rammed his rigid cock deep up into her lust-enraged belly with a thudding shudder. «Deeper, deeper, God help me, deeper … I want your cocks in me all the way! … pleasseee!» Suddenly her head arched back as if she had been slugged in the face, her long blonde hair spilling luxuriantly down her unblemished back, tanned from afternoons by the country club pool. «Now! Now, that's it! Oooohhhhhh! I'm … I'm cumming … I'm cuuummmmiinnnggg"'

David's heavy-set friend was the first of her two ravishers to loose the scalding flood of his sperm and shoot it up and into her belly like bursting water from a blowing whale … far up and into her very insides as David suddenly cursed loudly and shuddered, his hairy pelvis tight against her fleshy buttocks as his jerking cock, buried to the hilt inside the velvety fist-like grip of her rectum, began to spurt its raging stream of semen up her rectum to mingle lasciviously with his friend's sperm already pooling deep inside her doubly ravished body. She felt as if she was literally awash with their sperm as a surging tide of ecstatic release swept over her sweat-soaked body and she was gone into the unfathomable depth of pure animalistic release.

When Lucy Barrett at long last found the fleeting moment of strength she needed just to open her tear-moistened eyelids, both David and the man he jokingly called «Large» were stretched out beside her on the bed, one on either side. David's hand rested casually across her thigh and his fingers trailed over the sparse light-haired fluff of her pubic mound; she found his presumptuous arrogance revolting, and she pushed his hand away and tried to get up. She was unsuccessful on the first try, both her knees buckling like they were made of well-worn rubber, but on the second attempt she managed to crawl backwards to the foot of the bed and step down onto the carpeted bedroom floor. She pushed herself erect with both hands clutching at the bed, and she winced in agony from the bruised and battered flesh between her thighs. Tears came to her eyes as she tried to walk, and she felt as if there was still something thick and huge imbedded in her rectum.

«Where do you think you're going?» David demanded, lifting his head and then sitting up. His lust was momentarily sated but there was still a burning glow in his dark eyes – the cruelty of hatred. «You haven't finished yet, baby. There's still my other friend waiting by the front door … and he's gonna' want a real nice blow job!»

The other one sat up and dangled his heavy legs from the edge of the bed; his cock fell limply between them, wetly glistening with the traces of her pussy juices and stained with the last of his orgasm. The bedspread between his legs was wet with God-knows-what, and she looked at the rest of the bed – the covers crumpled and pulled from beneath the corners of the mattress, stains as large as coffee cups dotting the fabric.

«I'll go get your next treat, bitch,» the big man said with an arrogant sneer. «Give her another sopor' Davey, I think she's starting to come out of the first one.»

Lucy's ex-boyfriend reached for his pants pocket and pulled another white pill from the wrinkled paper inside. «No! No, I won't! You made me do it once but I won't again! I'm not some whore you can bounce around from one to another! I won't do it!»

David seemed to fly off the bed, his feet scarcely touching the floor, and before she could move her hand to her face or even cry out in futile defense, his palm had stun its way across her cheek and sent her reeling in a horrified shuddering spasm of terror. «Don't tell me what you won't do, bitch! I don't have to be nice to you now! It's all over and we both know it, but you're gonna' do just like I tell you tonight and take care of me and my friends. And you won't say a word about it ever … not to anybody, or we'll be back. Only next time I'll bring a dozen guys and we'll fuck you until you can't walk, understand? Well, do you understand!?»

Lucy shook her head up and down and answered weakly, her face still stinging from his savage blow; this was a side of David she had never known. And though it was all ended between them, it was still a stunning shock … now could she have misjudged him so? God, what must she have been thinking to get mixed up with a savage beast like this? And all just to spite her mother! She had sold her very soul and body to this piece of trash just for some shred of stupid revenge!

An inkling of an idea flashed somewhere in the hidden recesses of her mind, and she probed with her will for it, seeking it out and struggling to give it voice in her troubled, still-hazy thoughts. Suddenly, like a bolt of summer lightning, it became apparent … there might be a way out for her yet! If only she could avoid swallowing another pill of that «love-drug» and surrendering to their sadistic will again. «I-I understand, David … I won't argue with you again. Whatever you want … but … but could I at least clean up or something. I mean, I'm cruddy dirty and I feel so filthy.»

David looked at her eyes and carefully noted that she avoided looking directly at him; still he assented to her request. «Yeah, go clean up … but use the bath across the hall. I want you close by … and no funny stuff.»

Lucy made her way gingerly across the bedroom, her tread unsure and wobbly, but she found renewed strength and a will to go on in the hope that her plan might work. She was almost through the door, clutching her sheer nightie to her naked breasts, when she felt the heavy grip of a hand on her shoulder. «Here,» said the husky, long-haired man, his yellowed teeth clenched in a sneer. «You almost forgot your medicine.» When she turned to face him, he stuffed another of the «love-drug» tablets between her lips, his thick, foul-tasting fingers filling her mouth and forcing her to swallow. She choked once and the pill was on its way to her belly … she had to work fast before she was once again their sex-slave!

Turning her head away when he released her, she said not another word, though she would have liked to bring the darkest curses of them all onto his head, and strode purposefully into the bathroom as the big husky friend of David's disappeared around the corner into the living room, his flaccid penis swinging braggingly from side to side as he walked. She closed the door silently and opened the lavatory sink fully before locking the door; then and only then did she dare to even breathe. It was a desperate chance she was taking, but the only alternative was unthinkable to her at this moment … a forced spectacle of fellatio with that lanky acne-scarred man in the living room, with David and the other one watching her like spectators at a Tijuana sex show!