Ken knelt and touched one perfect white asscheek, so smooth and silky. Lynn moaned, and rubbed her bare butt against Ken's stroking palm – like a loving kitten.
Lynn felt the hand on hp asscheek and sighed with pleasure. She knew it was Ken – and anyone was better than Harry – and anything was better than this awful bondage she'd gotten herself locked into. She reached back with her freed hand and grabbed Ken's arm, pulling it toward her gag and hood, gesturing for him to help her get out of this painful gear.
"Hey!" Harry called from the doorway to the bedroom. He walked into the living room and pulled Ken's arm away from the hood. "I don't know what you think, buster, but this broad is mine! All mine! Got it?"
Ken stood up and faced Harry.
Without warning, Ken slammed his fist into Harry's soft gut, dropping the man to his knees. A quick hard shove with the bottom of his shoe sent Harry sprawling backward onto the rug.
"She's mine now, you fucking slob!"
"Well… why don't we share the goodies?"
Ken looked toward the voice. Carl was standing in the doorway to the kitchen, smiling down at Harry, then glancing at Ken.
"Look, boys, we've got three beautiful ladies here, all neatly tied up and ready and willing to do our bidding. Why should we fight over them? I think we're all civilized enough to come up with some kind of solution to this… and I think a kind of share and share alike program isn't too unreasonable… don't you?"
Ken chewed his lower lip. He glanced down at Lynn's bare ass, lifted so high and inviting. On the other hand, in the bedroom there was a teenaged girl he'd already fucked, and he had to admit, he liked her cunt. And bound in the kitchen was a girl he hadn't yet tasted in any way.
Yes, Carl had a good idea – interesting, with a lot of possibilities.
"Sounds like a workable routine to me, Carl."
"Great!"
Ken walked over and held his hand out to Harry. "How about you, buster?" Ken said, spitting the word back at Harry.
Harry gritted his teeth, but finally accepted the arrangement and stuck out his hand for help. Once on his feet, he looked at Lynn. He shook his head. Too bad, he'd wanted her for himself, and now he had to share her with these two creeps.
Still, it was better to fuck her like this than to never fuck her at all.
"Are we all agreed, then?"
"Yeah."
"Sure."
"OK, any ideas for her?" Harry suddenly grinned.
"Yeah, I've got one. This is one haughty bitch, fellas, and I think we ought to give her a lesson in obedience before anything else."
Carl rubbed his hands together. "Let's hear about it, Harry!"
"Let's hang her upside down! Then we can take turns… whip her, piss on her, fuck her… whatever we want to do!"
"Sounds good to me. You, Ken?"
"Why not?"
While they gathered up some sheets and began ripping them into long strips, and hammering a heavy hook into the beam in the ceiling, Lynn moaned and struggled in her bonds, trying to tell them: nooooo!
They were going to use her – all of them – any way they liked! And she was going to be absolutely helpless to protect herself from their worst desires!
She screamed into her gag as she felt one of the men grabbing her arms to lock them behind her back again, pushing the cuffs as tight as they would go around her wrists. She struggled, rolling wildly about as she felt another man slip one end of the torn sheet rope between her ankles, tying it to the handcuffs holding them together. And she moaned in utter defeat as she felt her body being dragged upward, her feet lifting high behind her, then her tits taking the full weight of her body, and the painful arching as her head was forced far back, and the sudden swinging free – upside down!
There was a long quiet pause.
She heard the quiet sound of three men whispering, giggling.
And suddenly, she felt herself being struck from three sides by three hot scalding streams of piss. All three men were pissing on her, the hot liquid running down her thighs and flooding over her cunt, running toward the floor, over her belly, to her big tits, to her throat, to her face. Finally, it soaked her hair under the hood and dribbled off the hood to wet the rug, more than a foot below her head.
And then the whipping began!
One hard blow followed another, lash following lash in a rapid, unending series of painful, agonizing blows. She shrieked again and again into her gag, which was soaked with the piss of all three of her tormentors.
The whipping stopped.
Silence.
Lynn wondered what was going to happen next to her throbbing aching body.
All she wanted to do was get fucked!
To be free of the tight bondage, and to feel a man's cock in her hot wet cunt, ramming harder and harder as she rode higher and higher to her climax.
Even Harry!
"Look at her!"
"Yeah! She's horny as hell… isn't she?"
"You know, the worst thing we could do to her… would be to… just leave her alone!"
Lynn shuddered at the sound of their laughter, beginning to tremble violently as the horror of the idea struck her fully.
Noooooo! Don't leave me hanging! Finish me off! Ohhhhhh! One of you bastards better fuck meeeee!
"Look at her!" Harry shouted with glee. "She's dying for a fuck!"
"Yeah… and I'm going to fuck her, too!" Ken shouted.
"How? Unless we just cut her down…" Carl was thinking about this problem when the idea suddenly hit him: "I've got it, Ken! Harry, help me tie Ken's legs together. We'll hoist him up beside Lynn, and then he can fuck her just like she is!"
Harry was laughing hard as they finished the job, turning Ken to face Lynn, his cock resting against her clenched pussy.
"Help me, you guys. I can't get it into her aunt."
Ken was clutching the woman's shoulders to keep his cock at the entrance to her aunt, and he felt his buddies spreading Lynn's pussylips for him and fitting his prick into her cunt. Then, with a hard shove, he rammed his cock all the way up Lynn's hot wet cunt.
It was awkward and difficult, but Ken got the rhythm quickly. He began fucking Lynn's cunthole for all he was worth – while they were both hanging upside down, dangling from the ceiling.
Lynn sighed with pleasure as she felt the cock shoved home inside her aching pussy.
Finally!
She wept with joy as she felt Ken fucking her cunt, his hands clutching her tits, hurting her nipples, then biting her nipples as he clawed her back with his fingernails, trying to fuck into her harder, faster – against the force of gravity.
And she delighted in the reactions of Carl and Harry to this weird fuck-laughter and exclamations of wonder. They were ready to be hung up like Ken was, too, just for the pleasure of her cunt.
She felt quite proud of herself – that she could hold the attention of three men while two er girls waited on their pleasure in the other rooms.
She was a woman, all right!
And it was her duty as a nurse to help all three of these men to the very best of her abilities.
She felt herself getting ready to come. It had been so long… She ached to feel the release of pressure in her loins, the flood of come-pleasure burning through her body.
And it came!
She bounced like a puppet on a string, twitching madly, jerking and shaking and dancing – upside down. She came and came, spurting her fluids from her cunt like a lovely flower-shaped fountain.
Ken came, too. His spunk filled her hole, overflowed quickly, dribbled down over her taut tummy, and they both jerked together, came together, locked tightly together as they came and came and came.
The room was fined with applause.
"Wonderful trick, Ken!"
"Fantastic, God, what a show!"
Lynn mumbled into her gag, but no one could understand the words: "What about me, guys?" She felt the struggles of the men as they lowered Ken from his hanging position. He got himself upright quickly, and all three men dressed, babbling happily about the three women they were going to share – from now on.