Barbara licked and slurped on his hard dick, taking the throbbing hot meat down into her throat, then pulling it out and jerking it off. The tip of his cock slid over her cheek. She tongued it while her hand flew up and down his rod, while she kissed and sucked off his prick.
Out of the corner, of her eye she saw someone else walk into the room. She turned her head, still with his prick in her mouth, and saw a woman staring at her. The woman was about thirty, dressed in black, and her hair was just as dark as her clothes, long and straight. His wife, she thought. She'd forgotten all about her. And now she was caught.
"This is Barbara, I take it," she said. She came over to her husband and watched in fascination as his long wet prick slid in and out of Barbara's sucking lips. "You're right. She's every bit as good as you said she was." The woman grabbed Barbara's head and pushed it down on her husband's prick. "Eat it," she said. "Eat it, you little bitch. Suck it into your mouth."
Barbara's lips opened and closed around the fleshy shaft that stabbed into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down so fast that she was dizzy, but she couldn't stop. The two of them held her head so hard that all she could do was go along with whatever they wanted.
And now Barbara knew it was all a setup. Holt had planned this all the way. He and his wife wanted a piece of her, and this way she couldn't do anything about it. Both of them could get her in a lot of trouble if they wanted to. The only way out was to please them, to let them do whatever they wanted to her. Barbara got scared. She knew they had her as long as they wanted her, and there wasn't any way she could get away from them. It was going to be rough, too. She could tell by the way the two of them forced her to suck on his dick. Barbara groaned as it sloshed in and out of her mouth. It was hot and wet and long, impaling her head, forcing her to suck it all the way down. Her slurps and her drooling lips made them both laugh.
"Look at the slut," he said. "Look at her suck on it. No wonder the guys all liked her. She's a real cocksucker. A fucking sex-hungry cunt."
"And she's ours now," his wife said. "All ours. And we're going to show her that."
She rocked Barbara's head back and forth, and then she pushed it from side to side. After Barbara sucked on it for a while, the woman grabbed her husband's cock and jerked it off onto Barbara's face. With each stroke of her sticky fingers the thick knob bashed away at her lips. "Suck on it, honey," she said. "Let's see you get his cum into your mouth. And then you can swallow it all." Her hand beat up and down faster and faster, and the throbbing flesh went in and out of her lips, coating them with a thick liquid. He was getting ready to come. His prick quivered and grew even thicker, making her cheeks bulge, making her lips spread even wider so he could fuck her mouth.
"Yeah, beat it off," he said to his wife. "Faster, Ann, faster, stick it into her lips."
"Ooooh," Ann said. "Doesn't that feel good when it goes into your mouth? You love it, I can tell. That's right, be a good little bitch and suck it up."
Her voice was laced with a cruel tone. And Barbara knew she was in for it, that the woman really wanted to torment her. It was just starting now. With a sucking mouth, with puffy lips, that's how they wanted her, she thought. A slave. A sex slave.
She was forced into it again, and now, as the thought of being trapped, being punished, raced through her mind, Barbara felt wet. Her juice dripped out of her cunt and soaked her panties, seeping right through her jeans. She inhaled his dick, slurped on it, and then ran, her tongue around the pulsing tip.
It quivered in her mouth and then shot off all over her tongue. Barbara slobbered on dick, sucking his tip while it spat gobs of thick hot cream into her. The steam of sticky cum splashed onto her tongue and then squirted down her throat. She could feel throbbing sensations in every inch of his cock. The hard vein that ran down the middle of it pumped and splashed into her. It grew and quivered in her mouth, stiffening, spitting. And then the cream ran out of her lips. It dripped down onto Ann's slapping hand, all white and creamy. Ann pressed her fingers up to Barbara's lips. "Suck it up, bitch, take all that cream into your mouth." With the cock still banging away at her mouth, Barbara slurped as hard as she could. And bit by bit she pulled the cum into her lips. Stands of it led from Ann's fingers to Barbara's mouth. Then her mouth was full of more cum as he jiggled it around, fucking her face, emptying his last load of hot cream.
"Now swallow it all, you whore," he said when he pulled it out of her sucking lips.
"Yeah, honey, let's see you do it. Let's see you drink all that cum," Ann said.
While the two of them watched her bulging cheeks, Barbara swallowed a mouthful. She choked it down because there was more, another thick gob that slithered down her throat. Then she opened her mouth and gasped as the hot sweet cum settled down in her stomach.
"Okay, honey, come on with me," Ann said. She pulled Barbara from the chair and led her across the room. Then she pushed her down a dark hallway. Barbara heard the footsteps of Mr. Holt following right behind them.
She stumbled a few times in the hallway, and that made Ann laugh out loud. "What's the matter," she said. "You nervous? Well, let me tell you, baby, you should be. Because now we're really going to have some fun with you."
Ann threw her into a small room. In the darkness Barbara could barely make out the shape of a bed in the center of the room. She headed for it automatically, knowing that was going to be for her. As she sat down on the wide mattress two flickering lights went on. She saw Mr. Holt lighting still another candle, fastened into the wall.
Then, in the shadowy light, she saw a huge wooden board nailed onto one side of the wall. And on the board were metal bracelets, long black whips, and a number of what looked like velvet ropes.
Holt closed the door. She heard the lock snap into place. And when he turned around to face her there was a wicked leer spreading from cheek to cheek.
Ann slid her hand down the front of her black blouse, unzipping it. Barbara stared at the woman's huge fleshy mounds as they jiggled in front of her face, jutting out from a tight black bra. The nipples protruded just above the cups, and they were hard.
"Suck," Ann said, shoving her tits into Barbara's face. "Suck on my tits."
Barbara opened her mouth and fastened her lips around the fleshy tit that pressed into her. She slurped on it, inhaling as much of it as possible. Her hard nipple poked against Barbara's tongue.
Then Ann moved her chest from left to right, slapping at Barbara's face with her tits. Her lips went from tit to tit, sucking and slurping on the milky white jugs.
Ann stepped away from her. She bent over and hooked her thumbs into her black skirt. As it slid down her legs, Barbara saw the crotchless panties that she wore. Her slit was wet, and Barbara could see pearls of liquid on her cunt hairs. Ann slid her hands down her black stockinged legs, pinching her thighs and then moving her finger back up to her cunt, sticking it right into her hole.
"Give me some head, bitch," she said. She pressed her curd into Barbara's face, rocking her wet cunt lips across her mouth. Her dripping clit smeared Barbara's face with cunt juice the minute she touched it. And then Barbara snaked out her tongue, fucking her as if her cunt was the best tasting thing in the world.
The juice ran down her lips. She grabbed Ann's hips and pulled her closer. As her fingers slid towards the back, Barbara felt bare flesh. There was a wide opening in the panties and her firm ass cheeks were ready and waiting. She groaned as Barbara cupped her ass, sliding her fingers up and down the crack, then prodding the tight hole.