Karen lashed her tongue up and down the tight crack of Mark's ass, her rational mind once more slipping away as the pain and humiliation grew too great to bear.
"Oh, fuck me!" she whimpered into Mark's dilating asshole as the passion overwhelmed her reason.
She began to grind back against Wayne's savaging cock, her hips rotating in tight hard circles on the hard floor. Pain flared from her asshole with every move she made, but she couldn't stop herself. There was something so degrading about her obscene defilement at the hands of the two men that she lost control.
"Fuck, she's going to make me cum if she keeps that up!" Mark said with something like wonder in his voice.
"You aren't the only one, Mr. Drey," Wayne agreed. "The scuzzy little slut's gone crazy again."
Gone crazy. Yes, Karen thought as she lathered her tongue up and down the spit-soaked crack of Mark's ass, she had gone crazy. That was why she was driving her ass back at Wayne's cock every time he rammed it up her battered ass. They had forced her to do these horrible things and it had driven her crazy. That was why she was enjoying herself while Wayne tore into her ass-chute like it was a cunt.
Fresh pussy-cream speckled the lips of her cunt. Her fat cunt-lips began to shudder as she drove herself back against Wayne's cock. She fucked him harder, hoping, praying that she might climax. Karen locked her lips on Mark's asshole again and sucked with all her might, thrusting her tongue deep inside while she drew out the musky taste of his ass. She flipped her shuddering ass back harder against Wayne, impaling her brutalized ass-chute on his massive cock. She was teetering on the brink.
"Fuck!" Wayne shouted, his cock jerking deep inside her ass. He began to spurt inside her, his cum blasting so far into her ass that she felt jism heat in her stomach. "Fuck you bitch, grind that sweet ass on my cock!"
Blast after blast of his cum rocketed into Karen's asshole and she launched herself back at him, urging his cock deeper and deeper inside her.
Her clit was doing a dance inside her cunt, her pussy-muscles were convulsing in ecstasy. Another plunge of his cock and she'd be over the edge.
Wayne yanked his cock out of her asshole and wiped himself clean on the satin curve of her ass. Mark brought his feet down hard on Karen's shoulders and knocked her flat on the floor. Her face hit the wood hard. For an instant Karen was sure she was going to pass out.
"Nooooo!" she whined, shuddering and thrashing at their feet. She rubbed her shaking thighs frantically together, hit at her cunt-lips with her leather-bound hands. "Make me cum! Make me cum! I've got to cum!"
Mark's cock stood rock-hard at a right angle to his body. It was like a fleshy cannon, long and fat and lined with veins. He held it over Karen's flushed face and watched a slimy strand of pre-cum slip from its tip to stain her cheek. She thought she was ready, but she wasn't. He was going to show her what sex was all about.
"Fuck me, Mark!" she cried, and Mark smiled. She was pleading for a new cock to fill the hole her husband had left vacant. "I licked your ass out. I sucked it good. Please fuck me, please!"
"Are you my slave?" Mark asked. He watched Wayne's jism slip from her asshole, her own juices bubble from her cunt.
"Yes," she nodded her head quickly, pitiful in her desperation.
"Okay." Mark sat back down on the bed. "Wayne, get her ready."
And Karen felt a chill go through her superheated body. Mark was going to fuck her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Wayne pulled Karen up from the floor by her hair and dragged her to one of the beds. As Wayne threw her atop it, Karen saw that this one wasn't a bed at all but a hard platform with just enough leather cushioning to give comfort to knees and elbows. She realized, sadly, that there would be no give beneath her when Mark impaled her on his monstrous cock.
Wayne rolled the sex-crazed widow onto her shoulders, turning her over until her cunt hung over her mouth. Karen tried to struggle when she realized the position that Wayne was putting her in, but he put his foot on her forehead and held her in place as he spread her legs into an obscene split and strapped them with leather thongs to posts that stood at the sides of the bed. Then, quickly, to keep her from slipping out of her spread position, Wayne looped a length of shining silver chain around her stomach and tied it to the end of the bed.
Karen groaned in pain and lust. Her legs felt like spaghetti from all the ways they had been tied. She watched the way the muscles in her thighs jerked and tensed and wondered that they hadn't been torn to pieces by the strain they'd been placed under. Her back hurt now, too, and she was humiliatingly aware of how open her pussy had been pulled by the position she was tied in. Still her cunt drooled juice and her swollen tits burned with lust. She needed Mark's giant cock.
"Fuck me!" she whimpered, and then Mark was standing above her. "Fuck me please!"
Wayne unzipped the glove that had bound her hands together and slipped the leather off her arms. The brush of air against Karen's sweaty arms felt so good that her cunt clutched tight, and a low growl of pleasure escaped her lips. Both of the men laughed at his terrible need.
"Hold your cunt open," Mark said, "… and put my cock in."
A burst of shame swept through Karen. Her face flushed red and she closed her eyes. This was it, the ultimate defilement. She was going to be torn to ribbons by Mark's monster cock, but the excitement of her body had betrayed her so much that she was going to spread herself open for him and guide his killing cock inside. She knew now that anything they wanted she would give them. They had stripped her of her will, she no longer had any self control. She was the slave of the two men, the slave of her own body as well.
With trembling hands, she reached toward her cunt. It was hard to keep her fingers from plunging into the moist, hot cavern, but she resisted, knowing the punishment that act would bring. Instead, she propped the fingers of her left hand against the puffy, red lips of her pussy and spread them even farther than the split Wayne had forced her into had done. And her right hand grasped hold of Mark's cock and tugged its fist-sized head toward the waiting hole of her cunt.
"Fuck me," she mumbled, unable to take her eyes off the drama that was playing itself out above her head. "Fuck me, Mark! Fuck my slutty ass into the dirt!"
"Yes!" Mark hissed as the tip of his cock brushed the fevered flesh of her cunt. His cock-head dwarfed the entrance to Karen's cunt, even spread apart and held open as it was. "Put me in, Karen. Put me inside your pretty pink pussy."
Wayne sat down by Karen's head, his legs spread out on either side of her face, his cock lying half hard on her cheek. Karen barely noticed him. She was staring at Mark, thinking blearily that he looked like a God standing above her. She too saw that his cock-head was larger than her cunt, and fear knifed through her, but there was no going back now. She had to have a cock inside her, and even if Mark killed her putting it in, at least he would scratch the terrible itch that was burning her cunt.
Mark lunged forward without warning, wanting to catch Karen off guard so that there would be no quick, involuntary contraction of her already-tight cunt. His giant cock-head dwarfed Karen's hole and she grunted with pain at the first impact of his cock. Mark grabbed her widespread thighs for leverage and bore down harder, leaning all of his two hundred pounds against Karen's pussy. He didn't even relax enough to smile when he heard her first scream.
It wasn't going to go in. It couldn't go in. Karen thrashed against the chains and leather bindings that locked her in place. She dropped her hands from her cunt and Mark's cock and clawed at the air. Her eyes bugged from her head and every muscle in her body marbled with tension. She hadn't known it would be like this. She hadn't even imagined it would be like this.