Then she heard the distant buzzing sound of a vibrator. She strained to see who had brought it in, but couldn't. Suddenly there was silence in the room. Knowing what was going to happen, the trussed blonde gritted her teeth, tensed every muscle in her body, and waited helplessly.
The man standing between her legs suddenly turned on the vibrator and shoved it deeply inside her trembling snatch.
Sheila, screaming and jerking violently, went insane. Once again, the tape came loose from her mouth. It was quickly reapplied to her mouth by a man who was standing nearby.
The trembling blonde kicked and shuddered so violently that she knocked the chair over. She fell to the floor with a heavy thud. The breath was knocked out of her. She blacked out again.
Robbie set about reviving her once again with cool water. She came to a few minutes later, moaning and sputtering beneath the gag. She took a few deep breaths and tried to relax. Then she realized that her breasts were still bound with ropes. She was thoroughly sick and tired of this position, and she twisted helplessly in the chair in an effort to free herself. Her grunts were viciously angry. Her eyes tried to burn through the ropes at her wrists.
Then the vibrator resumed in her cunt.
Her entire body throbbed. She twisted and jerked in the chair again. This time, she realized that two men were bracing each side of the chair so that it would not topple over. Her heart sinking, she convinced herself that she was once again helpless and exposed.
The vibrator filled the inside of her steamy gash. The man who was holding it pumped it in and out of her quickly with long strokes. She felt it as it slammed inside her, pulled out, vibrated against the pink lips of her asshole, and slid deeply inside her ass. The helpless blonde felt someone nibbling her clit at the same time. Despite herself, she began to enjoy the sensations.
Then the vibrator was turned off.
The smooth, hot prick slid between the lips of her swollen cranny and crawled deeply inside. The blonde gasped and shuddered. She felt her heart increasing its pace. The two men bracing the sides of the chair reached down simultaneously and began rubbing her tight, bound titties. The blonde's body was soon saturated in a hot cloud. She purred beneath the gag of tape and yielded to their caresses.
The man's balls whacking against her cunt, he slammed his prick home. Her cunt filled hotly with jism. She tried to spread her thighs wider for him.
Suddenly the man's prick was growing larger in her honey tube. He grunted, jerked, and coated her pink canyon with a gallon of thick male juice. The juice heated her insides and made her pop three times in succession.
Then he was replaced.
Lou positioned himself behind her, turned on the vibrator, and pressed the blunt tip of the machine against her throbbing clit. The action caused the bound girl to pop her rocks again and again, squealing and jerking on the chair, whimpering pitifully, straining against the ropes. The jism bubbled up at the opening of her pink crack and splashed down her long, golden legs.
Lou kept the vibrator snugly against the pulsating clit. He thrust his thumb into her drowned pussy and swirled it around, until his thumb was well-oiled with slit cream. Then he inserted his wet thumb into her creamy asshole and moved it around until it was lubricated to his satisfaction. He pushed the vibrator into her ass crack and shoved it deeply inside.
Once again, someone had to re-tape the screaming blonde's mouth. Her body shuddered viciously, her arms and legs straining and trembling uncontrollably. Her hips and ass rocked.
Lou pumped the asshole, shoving it all the way in and letting it linger deeply inside before he pulled it back out. There was cunt juice all over his hands, fingers, stomach, and thighs. The helpless blonde was splashing her jism all over. Her thighs and calves were drenched with the stuff. Her stomach and arms were wet with perspiration.
Lou gave the vibrator to someone else. He then proceeded to stuff the head of his prick into her soggy gash. As soon as his prick had entered the pink slit, he heard her cry out and tremble on the chair. The inside of her cunt grew red-hot, and she got off again and again, until there was nothing left.
By the time Lou had resumed his thrusts, Sheila had once again blacked out.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When she woke up, Sheila once again realized that she was still bound and gagged.
This time, she was lying on the bed, on her back. Her arms had been pinned to her sides and tied there, the ropes wrapped around her wrists and wound tightly around her stomach, hips, and breasts. She realized that it was another helpless position. The only thing she could do was flip over on her stomach.
Then she discovered that her legs were free. She immediately tried to sit up. It was impossible. The ropes wrapped around her torso kept her from bending at the waist. She merely sighed deeply and waited for the men to resume their attack on her trussed, helpless body.
Neil entered the room.
"It's about time you snapped out of it," he said, smiling and making his way to the bed.
Sheila muttered something underneath the tape. She did not snuggle. She had realized some time ago that she was having the time of her life. She merely wanted the men to get on with the gang-bang.
Neil spread her legs. As soon as she felt his warm hands on her moist slit, the blonde moaned in delight and squirmed on the bed.
He prodded her softly, with slow, deliberate strokes. His index finger slid in and out of her cunt. His thumb and index finger squeezed and massaged the swollen, red clit. He entered her with two fingers, then three. Sheila jumped and washed his hands with slit cream.
Then he was mounting her, his rod thick and hard and pulsating. She felt it sliding slowly inside her. The round, thick head split open the juicy walls of her cunt. Her clit rubbed against the length of him as he went inside. Perspiration beaded on her forehead. She moaned thickly and Neil felt her blood pounding within her.
His thick prong pumped her, spreading her wide open. She thrust her twat against him and moved with his jabs, her pelvis stirring sensuously. Neil felt her get tight and hot. The muscles of her soaked gash loosened around his cock. He felt her quim walls growing slicker.
Then his balls were slapping her in the ass. She was hot and wet with jism as his peter slammed into her. Their bellies whacked against each other wetly, the sounds quite loud in the room. Pussy juice laced his hot pecker, heating his balls, making his blood boil. He reached up and rubbed her tight, bound boobies with his hands as he pumped her.
Then he sat up and grabbed her ankles. Raising them and pushing them toward her, he pressed her thighs flatly against the blonde's red tits.
The effect was glorious. Neil's prick moved two extra inches up her greasy, hot well.
Sheila, whimpering under the gag, felt the hot juices washing her insides. The storms plunged thickly within her jerking body. She began breathing deeply, her hot breath gushing from her flared nostrils. Her thighs, pressed tightly to her breasts, were sending hot flashes throughout her body. She closed her eyes and purred like a happy kitten.
Neil's joint ravaged her, splitting her wide open, caressing her soggy, hot flesh, rubbing against every inch of her saturated slit. Groaning, he felt his balls getting tight and congested.
The blonde orgasmed thickly, her bound body jerking helplessly on the bed. Neil felt her pussy muscles clamping down on his thick hose. The jism splashed out of her tube. Neil groaned and tensed his entire body. The hot jism shot out of his trembling rocks and sprayed her thickly in the cunt. The blonde whimpered and squealed in pleasure. Her quim muscles tightened around his spending tool. Her soggy tube drank every thick drop.
Neil lay panting on the helpless blonde for a few minutes before he got up and left the room.