"Yes, Jack!" she gasped. "Whatever you tell me! I'm just a hot-assed old whore!"
"I'm glad we got that straightened out," Jack said with a grin before he slipped under the desk.
Rachel jerked against the belts that bound her in place, watching fearfully for the approach of the people who were coming into her yard. She could see them now, three men she didn't recognize from the neighborhood. She felt some relief that the men wouldn't know her, but it was little solace in view of what was probably going to happen. The way she was strapped down over the desk she was completely open and helpless to anything the men might want to do. From the angle they were approaching her cunt and ass were hidden behind the desk and her torn blouse draped her enough to hide her huge, hanging tits. But that wouldn't be much defense if the men walked more than a few steps into the yard.
The men were closer to her age than Jack's, big and strong-looking. They looked like construction workers. Rachel gasped with sudden lust as she watched them handling her possessions. They were poking through a pile of her husband's tools. When one of them picked up a long metal spike, Rachel moaned with excitement. She rubbed her lush thighs together, smearing pussy cream all over her silky skin. The beautiful housewife's head began to swim as an orgasm toasted her insides. She couldn't keep her ass from shaking. She humped the air as though it were a giant cock.
"Hey, lady!" one of the men shouted from across the yard, holding up a thin radio antenna her husband had used for his shortwave radio. "How much you want for this?"
"Ohhhhh!" Rachel gasped, trying to focus her big brown eyes on what the man was showing her. She shook her pretty head, but she was trapped in a hazy fog of lust. "Just take it! I'm-I'm sorry! I'm quitting for the day. Please leave."
She had to get them to leave. Her flawless body was burning with lust. If she had to talk to them for more than a minute they were going to discover that she was tied and all but naked.
"Hey lady, you all right?" The man with the antenna walked toward her, his two friends no more than a couple of steps behind. "You sick or something?"
"No!" Rachel screamed. The sight of the big man holding the antenna made Rachel's cunt clench. "Just get the fuck out of my yard, you creepy assholes!"
"What the fuck's the matter with you?" another of the men asked. All three of them stepped closer to Rachel.
Rachel moaned, low and deep and throaty, as another orgasm made her marshy cunt surge. She dropped her head to the desk, tears running down her cheeks as she realized what was going to happen to her. She couldn't resist anymore. Jack had set something loose inside her, something sluttish and vile. Now she couldn't draw a breath for want of a fat cock stabbing deep inside her. She couldn't chase from her mind the image of the men fucking her, one after another, while they beat her sexy upturned ass with the radio antenna.
"Well I'll be fucked," one of the men said. "She's tied to the fucking desk."
"She's stripped too," another of them said, stepping even closer. "Look at those fucking tits! And that's the sweetest ass I've ever seen. You think somebody tied her up and raped her?"
"If they did she fucking loved it," the man with the antenna said. He stepped up right behind Rachel, the antenna still in his hands. "Look at the way that pussy's leaking. What about it, big tits, you get the shit fucked out of you and love every minute of it?"
The way they were talking about her made Rachel even hotter. She could tell from the looks they were giving each other and the way they were leering at her big tits and sexy ass and long, perfect legs that they had already decided on what they were going to do to her. She couldn't keep from thrusting her ass up and out at the man behind her.
"Answer me, big tits!" the man with the antenna yelled, and brought the thin metal whip down across her asscheeks for emphasis. "After all, we can't help you unless you tell us all about what happened!"
The other men laughed. Rachel moaned in pain, shaking her ass from side to side in a desperate attempt to shake away the burning pain the antenna had caused her. A bright red welt crossed both creamy asscheeks like a line of whorish lipstick. It felt to Rachel as if a piece of her skin had been ripped away.
"Look at her shake that ass!" one of the men shouted, pointing at Rachel's gyrating hips while he unzipped his filthy jeans. "The slut must love pain! Fuck, I never thought I'd see a bitch as sexy as her want to get fucked and hurt as much as she does."
"Look at this," the other guy standing in front said, picking up the tattered, pussy-soaked remnants of Rachel's panties. "Wet as a fucking sponge! What a dirty whore!"
The man behind her brought the antenna whistling down again. And again. And again. Pain burned through Rachel's luscious ass. She twitched and heaved wildly, her big asscheeks jiggling as she whipped her hips from side to side. Her cunt clutched on itself so tightly that pussy-cream squirted down her legs like piss.
The man with her panties rubbed them all over Rachel's beautiful face. Rachel gagged at the heady smell and slimy feel of her cunt-creamed panties. The man rubbed them all over her cheeks and lips, over her fluttering eyelids and up into her flaring nostrils. Both he and his friend pulled their cocks out into the open, and Rachel whimpered pitifully at the sight of the two fat, filthy logs of fuck-meat.
"Do you want us to fuck you?" the man whipping her ass asked. He brought the antenna slashing against the backs of her lush upper thighs, drawing a line of fire across the tender flesh where her legs met her ass. "You're cumming all over yourself just getting whipped and smelling of your nasty panties. If you want to get fucked, whore, you better start asking."
"Yeah, ask us pretty." The man with her panties pushed them between Rachel's lips, rubbing them over her even white teeth. "Tell us how lucky you are to get three big men like us, all ready to fuck you and hurt you until you can't fucking stand it."
Rachel wanted to throw up. The taste, smell and feel of her soiled panties filled her senses. The man behind her was flaying her alive, scoring her creamy soft ass and sleek, sexy thighs with the antenna. The dazed, sexy housewife couldn't understand why her body was reacting with pleasure when all she was feeling was pain and revulsion. She couldn't understand why she wanted to beg the men to fuck her until she couldn't move.
"Please!" she whimpered. When she opened her mouth the man in front pushed her panties inside, making her mumble and drool while she pleaded. "Fuck me hard! Be rough! Hurt me bad! I'm so lucky someone tied me down and fucked the shit out of me! I'm so lucky you came along to keep doing it! Fuck me now! Hurt me now! Arrrrrggggghhhh!"
The man behind her shoved, his cock roughly up her cunt. It felt like a rough-barked log. Rachel's dripping cunt clutched at it, then twitched in agony as the man drove it up her to the hilt. The impact drove Rachel halfway over the side of the desk, only the belts that looped her ankles to the desk legs keeping her from toppling forward on her head.
"You feel that, bitch?" the man shouted, jerking his cock back and then fucking it inside her again. "You feel my big cock fucking your sexy little cunt?"
"Yes!" Rachel yelped around her mouthful of soiled panties. Spit rolled down over her full lower lip as she gasped with pain and pleasure. "You're fucking me so hard! You're hurting me so much!"
"That's what you want, isn't it?" the man asked, hooking the antenna under her chin and then pulling back on it, one hand on each side of Rachel's head. "Only a real slut would get herself tied up and stripped naked in her own front yard. You're the kind of whore who needs a cock all the time. A cock and a whipping for your sexy ass!"