"Take it, you scuzzy cunt!" Wayne moaned, and he jerked his cock, festooning Karen's hair and forehead with his cum. He'd submerged both her eyes under dollops of cock-cream and even shot one pasty string up the quivering holes of her nostrils. "Drown in it, you fancy bitch! Drown in our fucking cum!"
Karen swallowed as fast as she could, rubbing the cum that had slopped onto her tits into the heated flesh until her skin glistened with a coat of jism.
Her injured cunt wrenched at Mark's spurting cock, wringing every ounce of his foaming goo into her thrashing body. He pulled his cock from her, still hard and oozing cum, and he drained the last of his jism out on the bridge of her nose before he stepped away from her.
Wayne rubbed his cock clean on the quaking flesh of Karen's tanned ass before he, too, stepped back off the bed. Karen continued to thrash against the bindings that held her legs and waist, her writhing wilder now that the bodies of the two men no longer held her down.
She walled her lust and pain and gulped down the cum that still sloshed from her lush, parted lips. Her hands tore at her burning red nipples.
Karen's cunt looked as if a truck had been driven through it. It was a swamp of male and female cum-juice. Her cunt-lips were almost purple with the boiling blood that filled them and her clit was extending like a cock, just peaking from the swollen lips of her pussy. Wayne whistled at the awesome sight. Mark had shattered her cunt with his gigantic cock.
But her cunt-lips still fluttered with excitement, and her fresh cunt-juice was pumping out to freshen the old. And her cunt began to tighten as the men watched, adjusting itself to its normal size now that the inhuman intrusion of Mark's prick was no longer buried inside it. And still it squirmed on itself, her clit buzzing with lust while her luscious ass-cheeks squirmed.
"Fuck me!"
Karen dipped her fingers in the cum that submerged her face and stuck them in her mouth. She spread the plaster of jism over her pretty face and rubbed it down over her silky tits. Her tongue wagged out over her lips and chin to collect every bit of cum-juice she could reach. Her eyes were dull with earthy, animal lust. Her lips and tits and cunt were bloated, swollen with an overload of sexual excitement. She scratched at the heavy lips of her creaming cunt with her long, sharp fingernails.
"Fuck me again, please! Oh please, please fuck me!"
"No, Karen," Mark said, an evil smile tilting his lips. "Take care of yourself, you sewer bitch. Lick your own cunt, Karen. Eat yourself out!"
Karen scooped gobs of tacky jism out of her eyes and stuffed them in her mouth. Then her eyes fluttered open, stinging with the jism that leaked in, eyelashes painted silver with spilled cock-cream. Her cunt looked like a cesspool. She had licked around it while Mark was fucking her, but she couldn't, wouldn't do this.
"Eat yourself out, Karen." Mark jerked on his cock. His magnificent, pussy-rending, world-ending cock. "You're burning up. Your filthy little pussy is squirming for attention, and your pretty pink tongue and soft red lips and sharp little teeth are just inches away. Eat yourself out!"
"No!" Karen's voice trembled as she spoke. Her body jerked against its bonds as she tried to quell the lava flow of lust through her long, lean frame. "No. I'm not your servant. I won't eat my own cunt!"
She stared at her pussy. It was an open wound on her body, a red slash that was leaking sex-juices. Her pussy-lips slithered together and her clit wiggled with the tumult of her cunt. Her head lifted from the table.
"Fasten your lips around that aching cunt, Karen!" Mark ordered. "Bite your little clit and play with it with your tongue! Stick your pretty little face into your dirty gash and lick yourself clean. Then we can dirty you up all over again!"
A fat drop of pussy-juice squeezed out of Karen's cunt and hit her right between her eyes. Her tongue flickered out like a frightened pink worm between her thick red lips.
Her head was spinning, and the stink of her cunt was driving her over the edge. She wanted to throw up, but she wanted to bite down on the swollen red lips of her cunt even more.
"When you lick yourself clean, we'll fuck you again, Karen," Mark called and he waved his wonderful prick at her to get her attention. "You'll get all this hard meat again just as soon as you lick yourself dry."
Karen groaned hopelessly. She was their slave.
After everything they'd done to her, after the horror of being raped by Mark's horse cock, there was still lower to sink. Karen knew now that Mark and Wayne were going to push her completely into the muck.
Tears tracking through her slime-fouled face, Karen clutched her thighs with her hands and pulled her head up into her crotch.
CHAPTER FIVE
Karen buried her face into the swampy slash of her cunt. At first she wanted to throw up as Mark's cooling sperm, mixed with the thinner more pungent fluid of her cunt, dribbled into her mouth and up her nose.
She wanted to pull her face away, scream at the vile monsters who were forcing her to degrade herself. She wanted to get away and spend the next year of her life locked in a hot shower. Instead, she locked her lips around the slimy mouth of her cunt and lashed her tongue inside its creamy, heated depths.
"Look at that bitch," Wayne said, his cock soft but his eyes glittering. "She's starving for it. What a hot fucking whore!"
"She'll do anything we want now," Mark observed simply. His cock was still a rock-solid pole jutting almost two feet out from his stomach. "She needs fucking now and she knows it. She needs other things, too. She needs to be hurt. She needs to be humiliated. Don't you, Karen? Doesn't it get really hot when we make you cry?"
Karen sobbed but she drove her face farther into her steaming pussy. She collected every trace of Mark's and Wayne's cum with her flicking tongue. Now she was nipping at her clit and smooching at the lips of her cunt. Her ass-cheeks and tightly muscled thighs shuddered with the pleasure she was giving herself.
"Put a finger up your asshole, Karen!" Mark slapped her ass-cheek to punctuate the command, leaving a sizzling red handprint on her tanned ass. "And keep feeling your tits. Do it, bitch!"
Karen groaned helplessly and closed one hand over her tits. Her other hand reached slowly around the sleek curve of her hip, her fingers splaying out over the trembling cheeks of her ass. She scratched at the fevered skin of her ass, digging welts into her flesh, puffing her ass-cheeks far apart. She cried at the depth of her enslavement, but she slowly teased her fingers into the crack of her tender ass.
Her cunt damped spastically against her burrowing face, squirting pussy-juice into her eyes and up her nose. Karen sputtered and choked and screamed as a massive orgasm shattered her trembling body. She bit her clit hard and then slithered her tongue as far into the spasming reaches of her cunt as she could. She plucked at her nipples wildly, as though she wanted to tear them from her body. And she slammed two fingers into the loosened grommet of her ass.
"Fucking whore," Wayne muttered.
Another orgasm tore through Karen as her fingers penetrated her asshole. A fresh wave of sweat broke out on her twisting, tortured body and animal cries sounded from her cunt-stuffed mouth. The muscles of her flat stomach roiled and her ass-cheeks clamped like a vise around her violating fingers. She sucked her clit into her mouth and worried it as a dog would a bone. Her cunt gushed pussy-cream down over her already-slimy face.
The world was spinning away from her. Karen could feel crashing waves of lust batter through her, one hitting her body as the last was just pulling away. She twisted against her bonds and yelped like a dog. She tried to force her head completely into her cunt. One of her legs tore free from the ropes that held it, and she kicked wildly through the air, hanging now by one foot and her waist. With her foot loosened, Karen's cunt began to raise away from her face, but she locked her arms around the backs of her thighs and pulled it back down, engulfing it with her mouth.