"Aaeeiii!" Brenda screamed as the fuck thrusts came hard and close together.
The fat prick was like a piston in her tortured cunt hole, fucking in and out of her again and again. But, thankfully, her cunt ring was beginning to slowly adjust and give up on its painful resistance. The reprieve from at least that much pain gave Brenda a chance to raise her face once more to search the other side of the room to see if help from her husband was finally on the way.
Things across the room had gotten even worse. While Brenda had been preoccupied with the cock ramming into her tight pussy, Bill had somehow managed to lose all of his clothes. He was as naked as Brenda, still kneeling in front of Carla with his tongue stuck up the older woman's cunt. The vest was gone from Carla's chest and her magnificent tits bobbed seductively about as she humped pussy into Bill's waiting face. He was sucking and licking so furiously that his loud slurping filled the room, and Brenda groaned to herself when she saw pussy juices streaking the front of his body. Carla's cunt was like a fountain squirting into his face, and Bill apparently was beyond even caring that he was being forced into the role of a slave.
"Bill," Brenda sobbed, but her pleas did no good.
It was as if her husband didn't even hear her as he worshiped Carla's glorious cunt. As Brenda watched, Carla reached down and grabbed Bill by the hair. The tall woman shoved his face even farther into her crotch, then began fucking back and forth with her cunt.
"That's right, you little shit!" Carla snarled down at Brenda's husband. "Eat my pussy real good or I'll piss right into your mouth."
Brenda groaned at the obscene suggestion, but it apparently fired Bill to lick cunt even better. He fucked his tongue far up the woman's leaking pussy hole, and, Brenda couldn't help notice, between his legs his cock was as hard as a rock. She was horrified by what that suggested. Then slit remembered her own cunt was pouring juices over Tom's raping cock.
None of it made any sense at all to the frightened young newlywed girl. Just the day before she and Bill had been happily settled down into their new married life and now, suddenly, everything seemed to have fallen apart. These were neighbors, not some midnight rapists, yet here she was with her hands bound and a stranger's cock in her cunt. Her own husband was being forced to eat pussy right there in front of her. She felt like she had fallen right into the middle of one of those old Twilight Zone shows.
Tom was taunting her without ever slowing his cock-strokes. "Watch your Goddamn pussy eating husband," he laughed sadistically. "Look at that bastard bathe his face in my wife's cunt juices. He's supposed to be your loving husband and he doesn't give a holy shit that you're getting raped by my hard, lusty prick!"
Brenda gasped when she realized it was true. Tom's pussy-raping cock was fucking in her cunt hole and Bill wouldn't even bother to glance over and see. She had screamed at him and begged him to help her. And he hadn't even concerned himself to look around to see if his wife was being hurt. Instead, he appeared consumed with eating his neighbor's hot pussy, while leaving Brenda to get raped and to suffer alone. A deep feeling of dread filled her guts. She tortured herself with the thought of how she must look, lying there face-down on the bench with Tom's evil prick fucking into her cunt. Right now Brenda felt completely abandoned, like an unwanted piece of trash.
Brenda cried at a particularly brutal cock thrust, and she wiggled her naked ass in a renewed futile effort to escape. Her head went downward but that wasn't what Tom wanted, so he grabbed the back of her hair with one hand. A hundred thousand pinpricks of pain erupted in the back of her scalp as Brenda's head was pulled back into the air.
"Watch it!" Tom snarled down at the captive girl impaled on his prick. "I want you to see that asshole of a husband of yours eating pussy while you're getting raped. Look at his fucking tongue dancing in my wife's cunt. That tongue's sliding so far up her fuck-hole that it's about to pull out by the roots."
The tears of pain came to Brenda's eyes. Her face burned with shame. It embarrassed Brenda to see her husband slobbering in that woman's pussy, seemingly unaffected by the horror of what was happening to his wife.
"Ooooooh." Brenda groaned as the end of her pussy was battered by cockhead again.
By comparison, Bill had always been gentle when he fucked her, so Brenda had never conceived of such terrible pain. It was as if Tom's prick was actually a brutal weapon designed to be used to punish the cunt of his slave.
"You've got a tight fucking pussy," Tom snarled down at her. "You haven't had many pricks up that cunt. Well, you've come to the right neighborhood to cure that, bitch! You're going to find out what pain and pleasure are all about."
His words assaulted her, kicking and slapping her. Nothing he was saying made any sense at all, and she couldn't figure out what he was trying to claim. The hammering cock in her cunt hole jolted her mind each time she tried to sort out his stupid words.
Then suddenly the thick prick grew quiet in Brenda's tortured pussy, with the cockhead jammed against the deep end of her cunt. The cockshaft jerked inside her, almost lifting her ass even higher.
"Hey," Tom called over to his wife, "the little bitch has seen her husband eat pussy, so now's the time we show him how his baby wife sucks on some good, hard cock."
Carla laughed shrilly and reached down and grabbed Bill by the hair. She jerked savagely to pull his face from her hot, juicy pussy. "Hey, cunt-licker!" she chided him. "You want to watch your little darling face-fuck somebody else's prick?"
"Noooo!" Brenda cried, for the first time understanding what was about to go on.
Already, Tom's prick has slapped her face, and now he was threatening to fuck that evil cock into her mouth. And, to make matters even worse, they were going to drag Brenda's husband over so he could watch.
"Oh please make them stop!" Brenda whined.
She raised her head, searching for her husband. She spotted him still on his knees, turned away from Carla's pussy, his eyes were vacunt as if he didn't understand what he saw. His face below his eyes glistened from cunt juices, which also covered his neck and streaked down to his chest. As Brenda watched, Carla nudges Bill in the back and he stumbled on his knees across the carpet toward the bench.
"Get up, Bill!" Brenda wailed desperately.
"Oh God, please help me! I'm your wife, Bill! Don't let that man fuck my mouth!"
For a second Brenda thought that her pleading words had finally penetrated the fog of Bill's brain, since his eyes slightly cleared. But before even a flicker of resistance to his captors began to grow, Carla kneed him savagely in the side and knocked him onto his naked ass only a couple of feet to the side of Brenda's head. The red-haired Amazon went to one knee and reached down between Bill's legs for his rock-hard cock. Long, slender fingers closed around the throbbing prickshaft and squeezed. The fog returned to Bill's eyes as he began to lustily groan. The sound was pure torture for his desperate wife, as she realized that any hope of assistance had been lost.
As Brenda trembled, the raging cock backed out other pussy halo, and the walls of her cunt slowly collapsed back onto themselves. Tom glanced down at Bill then laughed loudly, as he realized how completely dominated the young man had become. Then Tom walked around to the front of the bench and stood with his wet prick, covered by pussy juices, pointing right toward Brenda's face.
She whimpered and clamped her lips tightly, then turned her face away from Tom so he couldn't attack her mouth with his cock. The slippery prickhead slid across her left cheek and poked into the bell of her ear. Then thick fingers wrapped into her hair and jerked her head back around. The greasy cockhead centered itself squarely on her lips. He held her face there for a moment, prick touching lips, and Brenda desperately pinched her mouth closed.