"Please, cheri, you mustn't," pleaded Madeleine, getting off the bed to stand between him and Annette where she lay. "Mon Dieu, she means it, Shannon… the animal is a killer. I couldn't help myself… I had to let him…"
"Shut up!" he snapped at her, pressing her to one side not too gently. Then, to Annette who hadn't moved except to close her thighs: "I'm going to fuck you, doll-baby… and if that canine makes one move toward me I'll crush his elephant skull with a chair. Now… you going to take it willingly… or do I rape you?"
Annette couldn't avoid the tiny galvanic tingles his lewd words raised inside her, nor control the thrill of excitement his pledge caused to ripple along her spine. She stared at him round-eyed, her line of vision once more fixing upon his stiff, thick sinewed cock, and as she gaped he drew the heavy foreskin back exposing its huge purplish, rubbery head and causing tiny droplets of its seminal fluid to ooze from the split at its tip. A tiny series of shudders spiraled through her and she felt the gooseflesh standing out on her naked skin.
"D-Damn you!" she gasped finally.
"Please, Shannon…" Madeleine tried once more, reaching for his arm, but he shook her off and began to move slowly toward the bed.
"Spread 'em, baby-doll… spread 'em wide," he hissed, "'cause this Yankee bastard's going to fuck you like you've never had it before…"
"Damn you! Godamn you…!" She groaned out between hard clenched teeth and began to move, but Shannon climbed onto the bed, grabbing her as she tried to roll away. Roughly, he pressed her onto her back and forced his way between her kicking legs as Launcelot growled and gave a start, his great muscular body tensed and quivering, yet, unmoving in obedience to his mistress' last command.
"How'll you have it, baby-doll… a fucking in the mouth or pussy… or maybe you'd rather take it in the ass for starters?" Shannon hissed down at her, his weight cradled between her forced-apart thighs, pinning her body while his big hands held hers tight to the bed.
Annette trembled in rage, fear and hate; still, she was aware of the hot churning desire the sight of his massive prick had re-kindled in her belly, along with a certain twinge of shame and humiliation that flickered through her confused mind. She struggled, throwing her head from side to side, tears of frustration streaming down the edges of her cheeks.
"One… one word from me, damn you and Launcelot would kill you!" she reminded him, spitting the words up at him between clenched teeth.
"Don't try it, sweetheart… not if you value the dog's life," warned Shannon firmly. "Just answer the question… which way?"
"You… you Yankee bastard!" she snarled viciously, but giving up her struggles.
"Oh God, cheri, please don't…?" Madeleine begged from where she stood beside the bed gaping helplessly down at them, realizing even as she spoke that her words were falling on deaf ears.
"You want me to decide for you?" Shannon taunted, grinning obscenely as he ground his rock-hard shaft against the tender, sensitive, pink moist slit in Annette's defenseless crotch. "You seem to like the sucking approach… maybe, you'd like to eat a little cock first, eh?"
"Oh God…!" Annette moaned helplessly. "Fuck it! Go ahead… fuck me, you Yankee bastard!" she hissed at him, the fire licking through her loins at the brutal contact with his huge prick, spurred further by her sheer helplessness and the obscene position in which he was holding her. "Well…? What're you waiting for… an engraved invitation? Come on… fuck my cunt! Now!" she half-screamed up into his salaciously leering face, wiggling her buttocks in lewd, suggestive fashion.
Shannon needed no coaxing. He let free of her hands and reached down to draw her legs up and back over her head before she hardly realized what was happening, pressing the toes of her feet harshly into the mattress on either side of her shoulders. Her tortured body was bent back double, the sudden pain of her strained muscles raising an agonized little groan from her throat. The glistening, flattened plane of her delightful crotch was presented up to him to ravage as he would with his thick cock aimed straight at her defenseless upturned split. Suddenly, his heavy body crushed down on her twisting form, smashing her taut breasts tightly back into her chest. His heavy rod plunged into her unresisting cunt like a blunt fence-post, pushing the velvety moist folds of sensitive flesh in rippling waves before its cruel turgid head.
"Aaaauuuggghhhhhhh!" Annette grunted loudly at the sharp, brutal impalement, even more surprised now at its heavy-veined thickness as it soared up into her, ramming painfully against her cervix. She winced beneath the agony, but it was only a temporary shock that soon passed as the greedy moist walls of her vagina clasped around the massive shaft voraciously, the hair-lined lips slithering up wetly to devour its length to the hilt. His bloated balls smacked hard into the wet, naked crevice of her buttocks and she moaned in masochistic degraded humiliation at the pleasurable pain surging through her.
Madeleine watched in sickened, if, growing fascination the sight of Shannon's raised buttocks tensing heavily as he drove downward with unmerciful force, sinking his sinewed prick all the way into Annette's moist, gaping channel, until only a narrow white stretch of it showed, wet and glistening, beneath his heavy balls. She cringed, hearing the smack of his pelvis against the girl's, and stared as he withdrew and thrust, withdrew and thrust in ever-increasing rhythm, the underside of his prick's huge head becoming visible with each withdrawal. At last, he freed Annette's long slender legs and quickly they wrapped around his hips, her heels tight against the cheeks of his ass, straining to pull him back inside her. The cords on the insides of her thighs flexed tightly as she raised her soft, down-covered genitals back up over his spearing cock, her hollowed buttocks lifting inches off the bed while she struggled upward desperately in her effort to absorb the entire length of his rod back into the fleshy pink folds of her now hungry cunt. A wet, viscid sound filled the room as they fucked furiously and Launcelot began to whimper on the floor beside the bed.
Madeleine felt her own belly quiver sensuously at the lascivious scene, and her loins began to tingle once more as she became dimly aware of her hands moving over her body lustfully. She couldn't help herself, anymore than she could contain the sensations that had brought about her masturbation earlier. Abruptly, she lay down on the bed beside them and began caressing the swollen nipple of Annette's heaving breast. This, she did with one hand, while with the other she reached between Shannon's legs to grasp the hot slipperiness of his plunging cock. The heat and familiar thickness of it as it pounded savagely into Annette's cunt aroused a welling of carnal passion to fill her, and momentarily she began to run her finger into the soft, yielding flesh alongside the driving shaft… feeling it slide hotly back and forth against the length of her probing digit.
Annette's wildly writhing body was lifting and jerking as if completely out of control now and her moans and whimpers of ecstatic pleasure were coming in continuous gasping breaths.
"Ooohhh… Ooohhh… Oui, oui… fuck me mon cher! Damn you! Damn you! Fuck me hard… harder… harder!" she wailed chokingly.
Madeleine carefully adjusted her hand until she was able to withdraw her finger and insert her thumb in its place; then, with her free forefinger she began to edge her way down into the smooth dampened crease between Annette's buttocks until she felt the tiny puckered circle of her wildly working anus. The girl's hips squirmed and jerked convulsively at the touch, and very gently, Madeleine began to slowly press the tip of her finger into the tight opening… probing almost imperceptibly deeper and deeper into the rubbery warmth of the small clasping orifice. Soon, through the thin wall of hot flesh separating Annette's cunt and rectum, she was able to feel the urgent thrusting of Shannon's cock driving against the pressing contact of her thumb. The sensation of lewd delight it caused within her was all that Madeleine needed to set her off.