Betty pressed down with her mouth. His cockhead expanded out to a silky smoothness that she could feel with her tongue. She scrubbed the tip of his pecker, darting her tongue into the tiny mouth of the cockhead.
The three men around them were making sighing sounds and watching. Betty couldn't help but notice that they were there. She wanted to block them out, and tried again to concentrate. Even though the sex with Bud was good, she couldn't. Hating herself for not being able to abandon herself to sex the way she had with the others, she plunged her head down on his prick, almost hurting herself on the huge cock.
Bud continued to eat her, slurping away at her hairy tunnel with his darting tongue. Betty felt the heat rise in her cunt, soaring to the burning point.
Choking again, Betty swallowed his cock, letting the contractions of her throat pull the member into the tightness of her throat. She was letting herself go now, abandoning all worry or shame, thinking only about the pleasure she and Bud were giving each other.
Bud put is arms around her thighs and spread them wider, opening up the juiciness of her velvety twat. He lapped at her cunt like a dog, broad strokes of his tongue picking up all of the juices which had formed there. Betty felt depraved; and she liked it. The feeling of the tongue crossing her twat sent tiny sparks of electricity shooting throughout her tense body.
His tongue darted again into her snapping cuntmouth, caught there by the muscles of her twat. Bud moaned, and then began jack hammering his head down at her pussy, forcing his tongue deeper and deeper into the secret hole.
Betty began picking up speed until she had gained the same rhythm that Bud had on her cunt. Then faster and faster they went.
Betty could feel her orgasm moving down her body to the opening of her twat, and could tell by the jumping of Bud's balls that he was about to come also.
Suddenly she was lifted into the air by Shorty's strong arms, pulling her mouth off of Bud's cock with an audible pop.
"What in the hell are you doing?" she yelled at Shorty, thrashing and kicking like she was crazy.
"I told you I wanted to see some rim shots," said Joey. "And that's what I mean."
Shorty set Betty back down on the bed, and she climbed back on top of Bud, forcing down her feelings of shame and embarrassment. Bud lifted her by the thighs and put her cunt back over his face, forcing her legs wide apart. Betty felt the residue of the incomplete orgasm aching at her crotch. She wanted release, but she didn't want to be degraded any more, so she suppressed the desire and put her face down to the base of Bud's huge balls.
"Now ream each other!" Joey demanded.
Betty licked her tongue down the hairy, wrinkled ridge of Bud's balls while he drew his tongue up from the rim of her cuntmouth to her anus. He licked it and then blew on it, and Betty could feel her sphincter tighten up in response. She felt her asscheeks convulsing.
Bud didn't seem ready to stop licking her sphincter and sending tiny electric thrills up her spine, so she wet his asshole with her puckered lips and blew. Bud froze, vibrating in the wind of excitement as the cool air passed over his ass.
Betty could see the hairiness of his cheeks, and she put her pretty, sensuous mouth on the dark, rosy hole. He gained back his composure quickly, and ran his tongue again down the crack of her ass. Instead of backing up and blowing, he darted his tongue toward the clenched sphincter and dug the tip of it in, causing Betty to moan lasciviously.
She felt her asscheeks clamping around his face, capturing the tongue in her asshole tightly. His hot breath shot from his nose, making her relax against her will and causing his tongue to dig deep into her anus.
She retaliated by sticking her tongue in his ass, prying his cheeks open with her finger and going as deep as she could before his sphincter reacted and locked her tongue in. Bud began pumping his tongue in her asshole quickly, softening and relaxing the tight muscles. She began doing the same, feeling the softness of the hair on his ass brushing her cheeks as she went.
Bud began slurping, working like an oil rig pumping into her ass very rapidly and rhythmically. Betty tried to emulate him, but found his speed very hard to match.
"Look at them go!" Fingers exclaimed with obvious admiration for the two fucking figures.
"Ya," said Willy. "I ain't never seen no one that hungry before in my life!"
Just then Betty felt her orgasm shoot quickly down her spine and leave her body through the opening in her cunt, spewing hot cum onto Bud's neck and chest.
She didn't want to collapse now, she wanted to satisfy Bud like he had satisfied her. She pumped faster and faster, feeling the weakness of her orgasm make her limbs shake and her head spin. She wanted to get Bud off.
Suddenly she felt the convulsions of his asshole, slippery and winking around her darting tongue. Once. Twice. Three times she dug her tongue so deep that she could feel the cottony tissues of his anal tract. And Bud was coming. Buckets of spreading sperm covered Betty's chest and shot between her breasts. She began to slide off him as she collapsed, slipping her tongue out of his ass, unable to continue any longer.
Bud had a determined grip on her asscheeks, shoving his hips up at her as his cock pumped out spunk.
"Pull her over here," Joey said. "Over by the bathroom door."
Willy and Shorty picked up a spent Betty and carried her to the doorway.
"Now string her up by that hook," he said.
Bud was trying to get off the bed as best as he could, but he was weak and unable to fight the way he wanted to. Fingers led him over to the door also.
"Now we're going to have Fingers and that cop both fuck her at the same time, that should show them."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Willy was going to protest, but Betty couldn't tell if it was because he wanted to fuck her, or because he wanted his money and not Joey's neurotic games.
Betty almost collapsed again as they were tying her hands above her head. Shorty pulled, obviously unaware of how strong he was, for he pulled her clear off the ground so that she was hanging by her tender wrists.
"Let her down a little," said Joey. "We only want to see fear in her eyes, we don't want to hurt her."
Shorty let the rope slip through his hands, lowering Betty so that her tiptoes were touching the floor, taking some of her weight off the wrists.
Joey moved up to her and grabbed one of her bobbing breasts, squeezing it and sneering at her face. Cupping her tit in his hand, he sucked one of her flat nipples into his mouth. Betty was so enraged that she pulled herself up on her arms and tried to kick him in the balls, but the angle was wrong and the rope dug deeper into her wrists.
"She still has a lot of spunk left in her," Joey said. "And you wouldn't think it by the way she's been coming all day."
Bud tried to break loose from Fingers and get to Joey, but he was held too securely.
"You get at her ass, Fingers, and this one will fuck her in the cunt." Shorty moved over and grabbed Bud as Fingers moved toward Betty. He put his finger into her anus and pushed quickly, forcing the muscle to let him in. Betty jumped and then clenched her asscheeks around his hand as tightly as she could.
"I think she's ready for this one, boss," Fingers said. "She's real hot and nasty."
Police work was looking more and more as if it wouldn't be her life's work as she had hoped. And these criminals weren't doing anything to bolster her confidence in herself.
Fingers moved his naked body next to hers, forcing his prick in between her legs so that she was riding it like a rail. Hanging helpless like she was, Betty felt terrified and awful. She tried clamping her legs hard around Fingers' cock to try to dissuade him, but it only heightened his excitement.