Manna flared inside. She'd been won in a card game! Her master had gambled her mouth and lost. But she didn't dare stop giving head. She had to suck this stud off to keep the whip from scoring across the whiteness of her back.
Chains clanked as she moved her hands up and down the thickness of the man's prick. She quickly clamped her sucking lips on the acorn-tipped end of his cock. Her cheeks went hollow with the suction she applied. The man danced around, moaning loudly.
"If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't I've believed it," said the other man. "Do I get a chance at her mouth, too? I still have the marker from the game."
Manna heard paper rustling. Dr. Nathaniel laughed and said, "He's enjoying the blow job too much. Why don't you whip out your prick and fuck her? She won't mind. She loves it, don't you, cunt?"
The whip sent intense agony ripping into her young body. The blonde coed tried to move away but the chains on her wrists and ankles prevented it. She was totally at the philosophy professor's mercy.
"So I can just drop down behind and butt-fuck her?" the man asked. "Shit, this is too good to be true. Uh, Roger, are you sure she likes this sort of trip? It's pretty heavy."
"Speak, slave. Tell him how much you love all this."
"I do, God, yes, I love this, master!" she blurted. Manna felt a hot flush crossing her face. She hardly believed she had actually uttered those horrible words. But she meant them, no matter how disgusting it seemed to her. She needed the abuse Dr. Nathaniel gave her…
It put meaning into her life that had never been there before. She knew her role. She knew what her single goal was to pleasure her master. That kept life a lot simpler than it had been when she worried about jobs and competing with men and all the other hassles in the world.
"Fuck her asshole," came Dr. Nathaniel's cold words.
The second man dropped his jeans to expose a long, hard prick that made Manna's pussy water just looking at it.
"Oil that prick of yours, dummy," said the mane Manna was sucking off. "You wanna tear her ass up or something?"
"Listen to the big stud. Whatta you know about butt-fucking?" But the man behind her stopped and looked down at her. "What do I grease my cock with?"
"Here," said Dr. Nathaniel, handing over a tiny jar. "Hot sauce. It will make your fucking even more intense."
"Well," the man said dubiously, "if you say so."
Manna watched him squirt the slick red sauce all aver his prick. He took his cock in hand and ran his fingers up and down it a couple times until it was thoroughly covered with the hot sauce. Then he advanced. She gasped when he dropped to his knees behind her and put his hands on the white curves of her ass.
He twisted and pulled until he could shove his prick down into the humid canyon between her meaty slabs of ass. She cringed as she felt the reaction of the hot sauce on her welts. Wherever Dr. Nathaniel had whipped her burned like hellfire. No matter how she turned, she couldn't escape.
"Goddamn, but her ass is hot!"
"Shut up and fuck her, for Christ's sake," called the other man. "I can't keep going much longer. Her mouth is like a fucking vacuum cleaner. She's gonna pull all the jizz outta my balls yet."
"Her asshole," the man behind mumbled. "It's like a tiny door that's slammed shut." He pressed forward and the blonde teenager yelped. He reduced the amount of pressure and soon the tiny muscle of her sphincter opened enough to allow his hot-sauced drenched cock into her asshole.
A shudder passed through her body. Pain! Searing paint the hot sauce touched her raped asshole and sent lightning bolts of agony up her spine. Then even more pain threatened to make her pass out. The man rammed his cock balls deep into her asshole.
She wiggled her ass and then shoved it backwards into the man's groin. If she shouldn't stop the pain, she could at least get him fucking her hard enough to make her forget it. She began grinding her butt into his hairy upper thighs.
"Ummmm, God, she's good, Roger. We're gonna have to play poker more often. I never felt a chick this tight around my cock. Hell, I never ass-fucked a chick before," he admitted.
Manna's lips worked like a fish's mouth against the long, throbbing cock pressed deep into her mouth. The way her jaws worked allowed her to tongue the hidden prick, cradling it in her rough tongue to give it all the stimulation she could. She gulped and moved to open up her throat to his prick.
Gasping, she swallowed hard. The thick cock shot past her tonsils and down into her throat. Every time she swallowed, she massaged his deep-throated cock. Then she gasped for air. She couldn't keep him down all day long. Air gusted into her lungs again and she felt the sharp sting of a whip across her back.
"You're not cooperating, cunt," said Dr. Nathaniel in a cold voice. "I shall severely punish you if you don't fully go along with what my friends desire most."
"Watch it, Roger. I'm happy. God, can this bitch suck!"
"Silence," the man barked. The whip licked over her back again and she cringed from the searing agony rocketing into her tender body. "I am the master. She is the slave. I tell her what's best. Now, suck, you cunt, suck better!"
"She may be able to suck better, but her ass couldn't be hotter. Like a blast furnace in there. And it ain't the hot sauce that's doing it. It's like a hangman's noose around my cock, too. If she tightens up any more she'll chop me off at the balls."
"How delightful," said a disgusted Dr. Nathaniel. "Just fuck her ass and be done with it. She needs careful discipline and she won't get it from the likes of you two."
Boy men laughed at the philosophy professor. Manna felt a surge of panic. If they laughed at him, he would only take out his wrath on her. She had to please him. She had to get both these men off in the fastest way possible to keep Dr. Nathaniel from really punishing her.
She tensed up her ass muscles and felt the thick probe of cock moving in her bowels. The hot sauce burned horribly but she had to have him fucking faster, adding to the carnal heat. The sauce leaked from her ass and dribbled down the insides of her thighs. As she tensed, he began plunging in and out with harder strokes. Her cunt juice mingled with the hot sauce to form a burning, sluggish mixture on her whipped thighs.
"I… I'm going to come. Want me to come in her mouth?" asked the man in front of her. He moaned and sank back, his eyes tightly shut. The girl couldn't take her mouth from the end of his prick. If anything, her cheeks went even more hollow under the immense suction she applied to his virile cock.
When his prick began bucking, he arched his back and jammed his cock into the girl's mouth all the way. He began face-fucking her. She swallowed repeatedly, wishing her hands weren't chained. She wanted to fondle his balls, to really make him come.
He gushed out his cum into her mouth then his cock went limp and gently fell from her mouth. Manna gasped and fell face, forward. She managed to catch herself at the last moment. Having her hands chained like this was dangerous.
She concentrated fully on the ass-fucking. She twitched and twisted and drove her ass back into the hot-sauce-covered cock with all the power locked in her lithe body. She soon gasped for air, so excited she could hardly bear another thrust of his cock.
The man's entire body shook as if he were a rat caught in a terrier's jaws. His hips launched forward and his prick vanished entirely into the young college student's asshole.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned out piteously. Only small, trapped animal noises came from her lips. Words were beyond her now.
He fucked her butt with a frenzy of activity. She wanted to take as much of his prick up her ass as she could while it was still steely-hard. His jism would wash away the hot sauce that gave her so much inner torment. As she came, she felt his cock slipping from her butt. His jizz didn't wash out the hot sauce. He creamed all over her whipped, straining back.