"Oh shut up, Karen," Mark sighed. It was as though he'd expected her reaction and found it tiresome to have to play it through. "I'll let you warm up with Wayne first. For now just suck my cock."
"How long's it been since that sick old fuck of a husband managed to get it up?" Wayne pulled the tiny band of her panties away from her cunt and stared at her pussy. "I bet you're really dying for a hard fuck."
"Or two," Mark added, his monster cock pointing toward her face.
"Or ten," Wayne finished, unzipping his pants and pulling out a cock that topped ten inches itself.
Karen grunted at the unexpected intrusion of Wayne's cock as he plowed it into her dry, tight cunt. No foreplay, no thought to getting her ready, she realized now that they were going to be brutal and unmerciful in the way they used her body.
Wayne's cock felt like sandpaper as it rasped over her dry cunt-walls, and he plunged into her fully on his very first thrust. Karen's hips banged painfully against the desk and she just hoped that he'd cum quickly and finish with her.
Mark stepped closer to her and held his cock up above her face. His balls were huge too, bigger than eggs, and as he stepped closer, Karen was overcome with the base smell of his crotch. Mark could see the fear and disgust on her face and he smiled. He slapped his huge cock across her cheek.
"Suck!" When she shook her head, he raised his cock up and hit her with it again.
Karen still shook her head, her cheek smarting from the sharp blows he was giving her with his cock. She grunted with each plunge of Wayne's cock into her unwilling cunt, the air driven from her lungs by the brutal force of his thrusting. Her cunt already felt like raw hamburger from the reaming Wayne was giving her. She almost wished that her cunt would start to juice up, if only to save her from serious injury.
Mark bashed her with his cock again, this time across the bridge of her nose. Karen felt sick at being beaten with a man's cock, but she wasn't going to give in. She couldn't keep them from fucking her cunt if they wanted, but at least she could keep her mouth shut to them. Mark's next blow hit her squarely across her lips, almost knocking her mouth open. She wondered if it was possible to be beaten to death with a prick.
"Suck!" Mark's voice was calm, commanding. His tone told Karen that he knew that sooner or later she was going to obey him. It made her want to resist even more.
His cock was leaking pre-cum now, and Mark stopped her prick-whipping to rub the slimy juices over her face. He painted her cheeks with his fuck-lube, then rubbed his cock all over her nose so that all Karen could smell was the scent of male excitement. He even rubbed the fat head of his cock into her eyes so that Karen couldn't open them without being stung by the salty liquid. And he leaked so much, more than her husband ever had, more than any of the few men she'd ever allowed to touch her body.
"I don't know if her husband ever fucked her," Wayne growled, driving into her with all the strength his powerful body could muster. "She's tight as a little girl, and a dead-fish fuck to boot. I guess you'll take care of the tight part, anyway."
"Move your ass for Wayne!" Mark ordered, painting Karen's lips with his greasy pre-cum. "And open your mouth, Karen, before I get impatient."
"Fuck, I can get her to move her ass," Wayne said with a laugh. Karen felt sick with horror at the thought of what Wayne had in mind. "You ready, you dead cunt? A little pain might do you good!"
Wayne dropped his hands from around Karen's hips and began to pinch the tanned, flawless skin of her ass. She groaned in pain as his fingernails tore into her satiny skin, bucking wildly to avoid the ripping pain. He caught tiny pieces of her flesh between his fingernails and then sliced into it, burning agony through her lithe body. She squirmed helplessly from the sudden, intense agony.
"Oh yeah!" Wayne shouted, fucking her harder now, riding her like a rodeo horse. "I'm warming her cunt up now. She's fucking almost like she knows what she's doing."
Karen twisted desperately, trying to escape Wayne's punishing fingers or give him enough pleasure that he would stop pinching. She opened her mouth wide for Mark, sick at giving in to them but knowing that she was helpless. If the pinching was the first thing they thought of to bend her to their will, she didn't want to think about what they'd do if she drove them further.
Wayne stopped pinching her when he saw her open her mouth for Mark, but he pulled his belt off and doubled it in his hands. As Mark began to push the monstrous head of his prick against the tightly stretched ring of Karen's mouth, Wayne began to beat her with the belt.
Karen screamed again, her mouth going wider, and Mark managed to drive the tip of the head of his cock into her mouth. She writhed and twisted wildly on the desk, unable to understand why they were still punishing her now that she was going along with them, unable even to plead with them now that Mark had wedged her mouth wide open with the tip of his cock.
Mark bludgeoned forward, grinning at the way Karen's lips were stretched like a rubber band around the huge girth of his cock. His cock was really too big around to go into the helpless widow's mouth, but he forced it in anyway, thinking about the way Karen had teased her husband's employees, about the way she'd treated him like an errand boy. Now she was choking on his cock and taking a beating and a fucking at once. And he was just starting the process of paying the bitch back.
Wayne beat Karen with a brutal abandon. He laid the doubled leather strap of his belt first against her ass and then across the tanned, muscled curve of her back. She bucked and jiggled under his attack, screwing herself against his fucking cock in a frenzy. And she was getting juicy, too. Wayne beat her harder, his own excitement growing as her cunt worked frantically on his big prick.
Mark forced more of his cock into Karen's mouth, and the world started to go fuzzy for her. He had only two inches of his cock lodged in her mouth, not even all of the ghastly head, and already she felt as though her jaws had been sprung.
Her back and ass were burning with the beating that Wayne was giving her and her cunt felt as though it had been fucked with a club instead of a cock.
She cold feel her cunt clasping on Wayne's cock and slicking, but that was more out of self defense than excitement. Her whole body was acting in defense against the brutal sexual attack the two men were dealing her.
Mark's clear, sticky pre-cum was leaking steadily into her mouth now, and her mouth was filling with saliva as well. The saliva and fuck-lube were coursing back out of her mouth, staining Mark's cock and Karen's pretty face. She couldn't open her mouth any farther, but Mark's cock was lodging it farther open as he drove relentlessly forward. When the fist-sized head of his cock hit the back of Karen's mouth, she opened her eyes and almost fainted when she saw that a foot of wrist thick cock still extended out of her mouth.
"Ready to deep-throat me, Karen?" Mark asked mockingly. "Wait until I put this up your ass!"
Karen's mind was whirling away from her now. There was too much going on. She couldn't breathe at all as Mark's cock clogged her throat. Wayne was slowly beating her unconscious, and for some reason her cunt was burning hotly as Wayne drove his prick into her.
She realized dimly that it had been months since her husband had fucked her, and though she'd never liked men much, she and her husband had enjoyed themselves sexually before his illness. She couldn't be getting hot, though, not while being fucked like this!
"Fuck me, bitch!" Wayne shouted, watching Karen's tanned, taut ass shimmy as he drove his cock into her and laid the belt across her shoulders. "Suck up my cum you high-class twat!"
Karen moaned incoherently deep in her throat. Her cunt was clamping on Wayne's cock like a clenching fist. Her juices were leaking out of her pussy and wetting the golden hair of her cunt and the powerful stock of Wayne's prick. Her whole body was on fire, from the fucking, from the beating, from the cock that was smothering her. The muscles in her arms and legs stood out like steel cords as she strained against the bonds that held them.