"You ain't gonna get any," Psycho said, laughing. "But I'm gonna get a lot." He grabbed her hands and forced them down on his cock. "Now jack me off in your cunt!"
Well, something was better than nothing, Debby thought, clutching at his swollen prick. She began jacking the loose foreskin furiously up and down over his oval-shaped, purple prickhead.
After about ten seconds, the end of his cock ballooned then exploded with thick, yellow masses of cum. The fiery fuck juice hit her cunt hairs, and shot into her slender cunt opening.
"Stick your cock in! God, please!" Debby begged. "I want your prick inside me. The cum-fuck me! Please!"
"No way, whore," Psycho said, keeping her from jabbing his bursting cock inside her yearning pussy. "All you get is the cum – no cock right now."
Debby thought her pussy would shrivel up with hunger, but it was useless to beg. This insane animal was going to refuse her any pleasure. The thought made her angry.
"I feel like my cunt is on fire."
Psycho gave a sadistic laugh and pounced forward, crushing her beneath his body. He then lifted his hips slightly and stabbed his cock firmly into her begging cunt. But instead of fucking her, he merely lay on her. And his hulking weight made it impossible for her to move.
"Fuck! Fuck me," she pleaded, clawing at his arms. "Don't just lay on me. Fuck me. God – please!"
"No, baby, you're gonna crawl and beg for it," Psycho said, again laughing at her torture.
"I will. I'm begging now, you motherfucker," Debby cried out, hardly recognizing the hunger in her voice.
Psycho lay on her for perhaps another three minutes, then pulled back, letting his cock flop upward, hitting his stomach. As he did, he had to push Debby back down.
"No… no, keep your prick in me," Debby said, her eyes riveted to the velvet tip of his cock. "I want it so bad."
Psycho grabbed the ropes that lay on the mattress, then jerked Debby's hands behind her back. After tying tight knots around her wrists, he bound her ankles together. He then stood up and spread his legs. His bobbing cock was about two feet from her gaping mouth.
"Crawl, whore bitch," he said. "And while you crawling, beg for my cock."
When the tip of his prickshaft buzzed between her tonsils, she felt her pussy jerk, then spit out foamy streams of fuck juice.
"Aaaghhhh," she gurgled, locking her lips firmly around the smelly, hairy base of his cock.
"Suck my cock, cocksucker," Psycho said, pumping his ass back and forth. "All the Goddamned way in. Make your sweet mouth like a pussy. Yes, like that – all fucking tight and juicy."
Debby worked on his cock like it was the last one on earth. And now she no longer cared about the humiliation, the degradation. Nothing mattered but the silky texture of his prick, the acrid flavor of his cum.
"Mmmmmmmmm," she groaned, her eyes glazed with ecstasy. Her pussy was burning, tightening. Another moan escaped her lips and became muffled in his greasy crotch hairs as her orgasm swelled and fluttered in her cunt.
Just as before, her climax was interrupted by Psycho. He grabbed her under the arms and threw her across the room. She landed on the bottom half of the mattress, curled in a writhing ball of flesh.
Immediately, Psycho walked over and stood over her body, his feet against the small of her back and her, stomach. He then humped slightly over and began jacking his cock up and down.
"Gonna come on you, whore," he panted, his eyes moving over her body. "You like this? Huh? Cum on your fucking face and your shoulders?"
Debby turned her head and looked up. Mesmerized she watched his large hands squeeze around his slippery cockmeat. A couple of seconds later, a thick, smoldering glob of cum shot from his cockhead and splattered against her shoulder. A second wad hit the side of her neck.
"Here it comes, bitch," Psycho laughed, gyrating his hips so that his jism splattered over most of her upper body. "Big sweet load of jizz."
Debby stuck out her tongue and tried desperately to catch the dripping jism. It was obvious, however, he wasn't going to give her that pleasure. She would have to be satisfied with licking the cock juice from her own flesh.
If he let her do that, the bastard!
A couple of seconds later, Psycho pulled with both hands, releasing the final lump of cum. It hung from the end of his cock, then plopped down on her left tit. He stood over her for a few seconds, then moved away.
As best she could, Debby lapped at the stray wads of cum, feeling her pussy throb with growing pleasure. Then it hit her – pleasant, but somewhat empty, climax. She writhed and bucked, pulled against the ropes at her wrists and ankles.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she screamed, then went limp, her chest heaving with exhaustion.
A few seconds later, she felt Psycho's hands on the ropes. After he untied her, he watched her scoop the rest of the cum from her body and drink it down, then crawl toward him.
"Please," Debby begged, hating herself for allowing him to create the sensations that raced in and out of her burning cunt. "Let me suck your cock. Fuck me – do it, please. God, please."
"Shit, I'm through with you, baby," Psycho laughed. He walked to the door and opened it. She was alone in the room.
Had Debby thought quickly enough, she might have managed to escape just then. The window was half-open, and all she would have had to do was grab her clothes and climb out.
She didn't, however. Nor did she even think about it. Instead, she lay back on the mattress and dug her fingers into her demanding cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck me," she panted, lifting and lowering her hips. "Cock! I want a big hard cock."
When the door opened once more, she jerked her head around, expecting Psycho, and dreading what other games he had in mind.
Instead, a man she'd never seen walked in. And unlike Tony and Psycho, the look in his eyes was almost kind.
"They say it is my turn," he said, closing the door.
"Will you fuck me?" Debby asked, urgency in her voice.
"Hell. Yes," the man said.
"Thank God," Debby moaned, then closed her eyes.
As she lay there, she no longer cared about her feelings of humiliation. She had become an animal like them. And what was worse, she loved the feeling.
"Fuck me," she begged, spreading her thighs and cupping her tits. "God, hurry up and fuck me before I go crazy!"
The man grinned and knelt don on the mattress beside her.
CHAPTER SIX
The men had hardly shucked off his jeans and shirt before Debby pounced on him. She threw him to his back and swallowed his massive cock inside her yearning pussy with one thrust.
"God!" she screamed, climaxing before his cockhead penetrated her cunt fully. She froze for a second, then began bouncing around on him, tearing at his hairy chest with her nails. Her mouth was wide, her emerald-green eyes flashing. "Fuck – fuck – FUCK meeeee!"
"Holy fucking Jesus!" the biker grunted, watching her anguished expression. "What the hell's the matter with you, baby? You act like you act like you've just had your first cock."
In a way it did feel that way for Debby. Her pussy was so tight, fluttering about his throbbing prickshaft. And she couldn't seem to get enough. All those long moments of being denied Psycho's prick had almost made her insane with desire.
She flinched again, then felt her climax slowly subside. She fell forward on the man's body and squirmed her ass around, her warm mouth against the side of his neck.
"Ohhhh. Promise me you won't take your cock out – ever," she murmured. She was so grateful for the release of her pent up emotions, she turned her head slightly and kissed his mouth passionately. "Ole Tony really knows how to pick them," the man said. "You're the best he's ever drug up here."