Mark drove his cock in harder, plugging her throat, flattening her tonsils as he shoved inch after inch of his gigantic prick past the stretched ring of her lips. Saliva and pre-cum bubbled past the tight ring, leaving smears on her cheeks and chin. There was a constant drip of fuck-juice down her throat now, too. This was the first cock other than her husband's that Karen had ever sucked, and now she was drinking his pre-cum. She knew that soon she'd get more to drink than that.
She tried to apply suction to Mark's cock as he drove it into her. She tried to do anything that would get him to stop driving his cock down her throat and let her breathe. There wasn't much she could do, though, with her jaws levered unnaturally far apart and her tongue smashed flat to the bottom of her mouth. She could use her cunt on Wayne's cock, though, and she fucked back against him with animal lust now, her mind confused about whether she was just trying to end his brutal fucking and beating of her or if she were truly excited.
Suddenly Mark pulled back, his cock sliding slowly out of Karen's throat and back through her mouth, its leaving almost as painful as its entrance. Finally even the fat, red head popped free and Mark laid his cock on Karen's cheek. It was slick with her saliva and leaked a steady stream of pre-cum on her face, but Karen was grateful that Mark had taken it out of her mouth.
She tried to close her mouth again and couldn't quite seem to do it, and her throat felt raw. She prayed that Mark wouldn't stick it down her throat again.
"Karen, suck and lick my cock! Kiss it and suck it and lick it until I shoot and I won't make you swallow it all again!" Mark grinned, seeing that the slickness of her saliva only reached about halfway back his giant shaft. "And you only swallowed half of it that time."
Tied on her stomach and with her hands bound far above her head, it was almost impossible for Karen to do what Mark asked, but she stuck her tongue out of her mouth and twisted her neck until it burned with pain to lick and kiss his cock. His cock shifted lazily across her face and Mark made no move to help her as she tried to balance it on her cheek while she kissed and licked it. Wayne laughed at her desperate eagerness to please Mark and slapped her creamy sides with his belt. He fucked her even harder, the jolts of his body driving her against the desk, making her task even harder.
Karen smooched and gnawed the underside of Mark's massive cock, running her tongue along first one pulsing vein and then another as she moved her head up and down the foot-and-a-half-long cock. She dribbled saliva on it and then licked it off and flapped her tongue along every inch of its ghastly length.
Taking a chance, she caught the very tip of the head between her lips and held it there while she teased her tongue over the head. She even stuck her tongue in his piss-hole, and he rewarded her with a burst of fuck-juice that overflowed her mouth and dripped in lines down her face.
Every inch of Karen's back was burning red with the beating that Wayne had given her. She arched her back against his blows and drove her clutching cunt back against his cock. Wayne fucked into her pussy while he raised the belt above his head and pulled back for another thrust while he brought the belt crashing down.
"Here, Karen, I guess I'll just have to help you." Mark sounded disgusted and Karen felt a flush of shame at his disapproval that made her wonder if she were losing her mind. He reached up and loosened the belt long enough to pull one of her hands free, then tightened it on the other. "Now you'd better finish me off or I'm going to introduce your throat to the other half of my cock."
Karen grabbed hold of his monster prick immediately. Her hand didn't even reach halfway around it, but she jacked his cock determinedly and held it close to her mouth so that she could kiss and lick its head. She worked on it as though she were in a frenzy, her hand a blur as she jacked it up and down the monster, her tongue lashing and her lips smooching as though there was nothing in the world she cared for as much as the gargantuan cock that hovered above her.
"Oh Karen, yes!" Mark hissed, and his hips began to buck for the first time. His pre-cum dripped in lewd strands from Karen's lush lips and his cock jerked so powerfully that it almost escaped her manic grip. "I think I'm going to have fun training you. I think you're going to be a perfect little slave."
Karen refused to believe what was happening. She was lashed over her dead husband's desk, being fucked and beaten by his plant foreman while she jacked and sucked off the freakish cock of his crazy partner.
And she was cumming. Somehow, in some perverse, insane way, this was making her cum. She writhed insanely against Wayne's brutalizing cock, her cunt dripping juice, her body on fire.
"Tell us you love it!" Mark ordered.
"I love it," Karen muttered against the steady spritzing of Mark's pre-cum in her face.
"Tell us what you love!" Mark ordered, his hand digging beneath her to crush one of her tits.
"I love you fucking me! I love your giant cock!" Karen's hips were doing a dance above the table now, her ankles were bleeding from the strain she was putting on the bonds that held them.
"Ask me for my cum!" Mark ordered. Wayne was tearing into Karen's quivering ass-cheeks with the belt now, forcing her into even more frenzied thrashings against him.
"Please give me your cum. I want to suck it, I want to drink it. Please!" Karen's arm ached but she jerked harder yet, and her lips smooched desperately at the blood-red cock-head, her tongue licking circles around it.
"All right, Karen. Anything you ask!"
Mark began to cum. The first shot of his sperm hit Karen in her right eye and splattered over her face. It sealed her right eye shut.
The second shot flew straight into her mouth, too much for her to swallow all of it. She choked and cum stained her tongue silver, bubbled past her lips and traced a river over her cheeks.
The third blast drew a line from her right ear to the corner of her mouth, the fourth added a streak of silver to her hair. The fifth joined the second in her mouth and Karen was swallowing cum, choking on cum and drooling cum all over herself.
Wayne began to cum, too, his cock firing line after line of burning cum into Karen's battered, clutching cunt. She squealed as she came, her cunt gushing with her own fluids as Wayne filled it with his.
Her blonde cunt-mound was stained silver and her tanned thighs were painted with cum. Their twined juices poured from her spasming cunt onto the desk top and streamed down over its edge.
And Wayne continued to beat her, his blows now coming down in rhythm with the pulses of his jism in her sodden cunt.
Mark fired burst after burst of gooey white stuff against Karen's face. Her hand never faltered in its jerking up and down on his prick, though, and she kept her mouth open, her tongue wagging, as he buried her face in slime. He stepped closer and she rubbed his still-leaking cock over the trails of jism he'd spurted on her, rubbing the cum into her face until she wore a solid mask of silver.
Finally it ended. Karen's orgasm faded, her hand slipped from around Mark's still-hard cock. He took some of her shining blonde hair in his hand and wiped his cock clean in it. Wayne pulled out too and rubbed his cock against the reddened, silky flesh of Karen's ass-cheeks. Karen slumped weakly against the desk, horror filling her mind as her orgasm faded.
"Welcome to the company," Mark said, amused at the way her cum-stained face flushed red. "I think we've found the perfect position for you."
Wayne laughed wildly and Karen thought she would die from shame. And then Wayne said the words that made her heart freeze in terror.
"Where do we fuck her next?"
CHAPTER TWO
Karen didn't resist when Wayne untied her from the desk and hoisted her up over his shoulder like a sack of garbage. She wouldn't even look him in his leering face.