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I awoke to the sound of the alarm clock screaming, I looked around the hotel room one last time, finally I was going back home. It was a great visit with friends but it was time to get home, I missed my wife and my own bed and frankly I was horny as fuck. I packed up my things and headed to the airport. My wife on my mind the entire time, her long black hair flowing over her ample 38 C tits, her long muscular legs, her ass round and firm, her shaved pussy just waiting to be fucked. After all it had been two weeks. I missed her soft sexy lips on my own, but what I was longing for was to have her wrap them around my thick 7 inch cock before I pounded her pussy and finally rammed my cock deep into her tight asshole. You wouldn’t know it to look at her but she was definitely my whore. She craved my cock all the time and I knew I had to get my cock deep into her waiting holes.
The cab arrived at the airport, the driver shocked me out of my thoughts with a simple, “Hey Buddy, that’ll be $88”. I passed him a hundred and told him to keep the change, as he didn’t interrupt the day dreams I was having of my sexy slut wife. The walk through the airport and through the customs area was uneventful and surprisingly my plane was on time. I was surprised merely due to the fact that I was not scheduled to return home for two more days. I booked an earlier flight so I could return to my beautiful wife. Mainly because our fucking internet went down and since we switched to Vonage, that also killed our phone so I was lonely and I knew she was lonely too, cell to cell phone sex isn’t the same. In hind sight if I hadn’t switched from my iPhone we could have FaceTime fucked, but that really didn’t matter now. I boarded my plane, snuggled in as the flight attendant swung her arms and pointed out the emergency exits. “Who cares!” I thought as I dozed into slumber,” if we crash we’re all going to die anyway……..”
The wheels hitting the runway was all I needed to jolt me back into reality. “On time?, weird” I thought. I felt incredibly rested, or as rested as one can be after sleeping for 6 hours in a giant cigar tube built by the lowest bidder. My head was a little sore from where it had been resting against the plastic interior of the plane but shit, I was almost home. My cock began to twitch again. “Is she ever going to get it!” I chuckled to myself. I de-boarded the plane and walked past the lost souls expecting to actually collect their luggage. “Travel light!” I always say, with my carry on in hand I exited the airport, fell into the back seat of a limo, and when I say limo what I mean is a black taxi with leather and tinted windows, I don’t care if it costs 20 bucks more I prefer not to ride in a shit can with no suspension or air conditioning. The driver kicked the thing in the guts, like they always do and sped towards my home. Ah yes, home, my king sized bed, my own shower, my horny wife un-fucked for 12 straight days! “an extra $20 if you get me there fast b*o!” I said, Red lights? Speed Limits? No sir! This fucking guy drives like me! We pulled up in front of my townhouse. I paid the man cash, gave him an extra $50 for a job well done and closed the door. It was only then I noticed the four Shaw cable vans outside of my building. “must be a bigger problem than just a bad cable!” I thought to myself. Up the walkway I went, dodging bikes and squirt gun streams as I went. “Fucking Brats!” I thought as I giggled to myself, “it’s good to be home!”
I fetched up solidly against the locked door. My nose poked my own eye I’m sure, “Fuck! Why is this door locked?” I mumbled as I found my keys, unlocked the door and walked inside. The house was quiet, except for some music playing upstairs. Everything appeared normal but something wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it. In the entry way there were several pairs of work boots, in the hallway there were three work bags, screw drivers, pliers and the like. On the kitchen counter two more work bags. All with the same general tool lay out, a roll of duct tape next to one of them. “Ah, the cable guys, wow it must be serious.” I giggled, “how many repair guys does it take to fix the internet around this place?” I grabbed a soda from the fridge, took off my shoes and made my way up the stair case to the bedroom. It may have been that I was still groggy from the flight, could be the excess amount of alcohol the night before, not sure but my Spidey senses didn’t really start to tingle until I opened the bedroom door.
In front of me tied to the bed with co-axial cable, duct tape over her eyes, naked and sweaty, one cock in her mouth, one in her ass and a third in her cunt was my sexy wife! Two other hard cocks waited patiently. None of the bodies attached to the cocks noticed me, a sixth fully dressed man, only his cock out of his freshly pressed Shaw cable uniform, was standing back to me with a video camera in hand. Now ones first response is shock, then anger or disbelief. A normal man would have lost his shit, freaked out, called the cops or started swinging fists. I on the other hand, after noting my sexy wife could not see me through the blindfold, lightly tapped the gentleman holding the camera on the shoulder, pressed my index finger to my lips and waved him out into the hall way. He obliged and followed me, only after setting the camera onto the clothes dresser, so as not to miss any of the gang fuck that was taking place.
He trembled as he closed the door behind himself, and started to open his mouth but no words came out. “That’s my wife!” I started, “you need to tell me what the fuck is going on here, or I am going to have to kill all of you!” I quietly and calmly said to the poor guy. His cock now flaccid drooped out of his fly. His cock was about as big around as he was, skinny little shit but huge cock! “Well mister,” he said as he trembled. I may have forgot to mention, I am a big boy, 5’8” 280, not a body builder or athlete but I look like a heavy weight MMA fighter. So this poor fucker was terrified!
“Um, well Phil” he said, to which I interrupted, “No Names Junior! Don’t Be An Idiot!” “Sorry” he continued, “my buddy, called me and the other boys over, Um, he told us he came her to fix this little sluts internet and phone, um, and the horny little thing was running around in a short dress, flashing her pussy and ass, she needed to be fucked whether the whore wanted it or not. He said to come to this address and we would all have some fun with the fuck slut! Then we would leave her tied up for her husband when he, um, you! Got home in 2 days, but you are home early huh?”
I laughed and told him to relax, Then I said “Go get this Buddy of yours and bring him out here, I need to talk to him!” “Scrawny” did just that, as Phil walked out the door my right fist caught him square in the nose and jaw and he dropped like a stone, blood splattered the wall and his limp body hit the top step and tumbled to the bottom. He landed at the bottom of the stair way in a heap like the steaming pile of shit he was. “Scrawny” just looked at me in horror, “Now go get the rest of your boys! Tell them you need them to come downstairs for a minute. Do not tell them why, just tell them it’s important. Don’t worry Junior, I’m not going to hurt you or any of the other guys. K?” I said again very calmly. “O-K mister.” “Scrawny” said as he disappeared back into the bedroom.
I walked down the stairs, took out my 45 and sat in my easy chair, “Ahh, How I missed this chair!” I said to myself out loud. The remaining 4 naked cocks, bodies attached came down the stairs, one after another, followed by “Scrawny”. Each paused for only a second as they stepped over “Phil” who was now making a mess bleeding all over my hardwood. Not one of them said a word as they looked into my eyes and noticed the 45 resting on my lap. Once they were all in attendance I started to speak, only one decided to open his mouth for just a second, big guy, black as tar, huge cock on him built like a brick shit house, eyebrows and lashes the only body hair he had. “Mister?” was all he got out before I trained my 45 on his cock and put my finger to my lips and said “Shhhhh.” He did, Shhhhh very quickly.
“Now gentleman, what we have here is a good old fashioned gang fuck. A very poor decision on Phil’s part could have lead to his death and or dismembering, he he, dis-member” I couldn’t help laugh at the pun. “As you see Phil made a mistake, Phil has to be punished. As for the rest of you, I would like to continue the events already started up stairs, she however cannot know I am involved! “Scrawny” my boy you need to ensure my face is never seen on your camera, and from this point on no names are to be used! Capiche?”
Unanimously and in unison they all nodded. The big guy once again opened his mouth, I like this guy I thought, “Mister, you’re ok with us fucking your wife?” “OK with it? The little whore fucking deserves it, one rule, no one cums in her pussy, no one! Her ass and mouth are fair game! “Scrawny” you want to take the lads back up stairs and continue where you left off, keep that camera rolling” I said with a wink.
To “Mr. Black”, I calmly got up, walked to him and put my arm around his naked shoulder, walked him into the kitchen, put the 45 away in the drawer and looked him in the eye and said “how much you make a week?” He put his head down and replied. “Bout $320 after tax.” “Well I said, how’d you like to make an extra grand?” a smile crossed his face. “all I want you to do is show Phil a good time, you know like the one he wanted to show my wife, maybe he’d like that big cock of yours stuffed into his mouth, or rammed up his ass! Maybe both! Leave my fucking wife tied up for two days until her husband gets home? I don’t fucking think so!”
“Mr. Black” didn’t say a word, nodded his bald head, casually walked to Phil, who was coming too by now. Kicked the son of a bitch in the stomach hard enough to make me cringe, picked him up by the hair on his head, glanced back at me and smiled the biggest smile, and dragged Phil’s flailing body into the spare bedroom and closed the door. “I would NOT want to be in that man’s shoes right now!” I thought as the muffled screams from the door were followed by the gagging noise one only makes as a cock is stuffed down their throat! The same noises my wife makes when I fuck her throat, “My wife! Fuck! I’m missing the fun!” back up the stairs I galloped, through the door I flew, the lads turned only for a second and continued with what they had been doing.
The cock now in her throat was owned by “Fatty”, 5 foot’ nothing, 350 pounds, the sweat ran down his belly and dripped onto my wife’s face as he fucked his skinny nine inch cock, balls deep past her soft sexy lips. Like I said that sound of choking on a cock being rammed down your throat is unmistakeable. He would thrust his hips into her face two or three times, then pull his cock out, give her a chance to breathe then shove it back into her throat. “What a gentleman!” I thought as the tears streamed out from behind the duct tape covering her eyes, she had obviously put on make-up today, as the black stripes on her cheeks proved. Her matted hair was sticking to her face and providing a nice hand hold for “Pepe” the Frenchman, his lean muscles glistened as he said “Ma Oui” over and over as his fat, veiny, eight inch meat stick slowly worked its way, inch by inch deep into my wife’s tight asshole, slowly he worked his cock all the way to the nut sack, and then all the way out. His purple head dislodging from her sphincter made a popping sound every time he pulled out. Slowly he put it back in ensuring she felt every vein and ripple of flesh no matter what else was happening to her.
“Stan” was laying under her, he really did look like Stan from American Dad. At about 6’2” 200 pounds he licked and sucked the cunts hard nipples as she was fucked in all her holes. His little cock and huge balls covered in the fuck juices and spit running out of her asshole and pussy. He would occasionally bite down hard on her nipple, just to hear the slut whimper past the cock in her mouth. His face was also coated in her saliva as it dripped from her chin. You could see he was in shear bliss, “Fatty” pulled his cock out of her mouth and “Stan” gave it a little lick himself, I am sure “Fatty” had no idea.
In the chaise near the end of the bed was “Tony”, if I had any fear of anybody involved in this event, “Tony” was the man. His eyes, cold as ice, no emotion could be read on this guy. He just looked on as the fuck of my once beautiful wife continued. I knew what he was thinking, I could see he and I were cut from the same demented cloth. His turn was coming and he was going to enjoy it. “Fatty” groaned as his balls ached, he thrust forward hard, burying his cock into my wife’s throat and unloaded his charged nuts. His thick hot spunk was too much for her to take and thick gobs of his man spunk leaked from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. “Fatty” didn’t let up as his convulsions continued, he held her impaled upon his cock! Finally he shuddered and pulled his cock from her mouth, removed himself from in front of her face and left the room. “Stan” smiled, removed his mouth from my wife’s pained nipples and licked and sucked the cum from her chin and neck. His little cock still fucking her used pussy. “Scrawny” passed the camera to “Tony” who jumped up and took his directorial skills seriously, he was sure to get close ups of the severe fuck of this fucking slut!
“Scrawny” then took his position in front of my wife’s teary, make-up stained face, he rested his cock on “Stan’s” fore head, as my wife begged and pleaded for the assault to stop! “Stan” took the cock into his mouth and sucked the tip until it was hard, my poor wife’s crying and begging did nothing to slow the rock hard cock that was now poised ready to be rammed deep into her throat. “Scrawny” placed a hand on the base of his thick hard cock and the other on the back of my wife’s head. He drove his cock, balls deep into her pleading mouth, his balls slapped her chin as he fucked her whore throat mercilessly.
“Fatty” entered the room carrying “Phil” followed by “Mr. Black” who was still smiling from ear to ear, “Phil” slowly picked up his clothes and proceeded to get dressed. He was obviously in shock and looked to be very sore. He was bent over to pick up his boxers as “Fatty” grabbed him by the hips and rammed his cock, now rock hard again deep into his bowels, the shriek that came from this piece of shit was deafening. “Mr. Black” shoved his cock into the open mouth of “Phil” and quieted everything back to a reasonable level where we could all enjoy the whimpering of my whore wife getting a proper fucking. “Pepe” was now pounding my wife hard in her once tight asshole, he was an a****l! Each thrust pushed her off of “Stan’s” tiny dick at the same time her throat was forced deeper on to “Scrawy’s” massive cock! He roared “prendre cette salope bite!” which I found out means “take that cock bitch!” He unloaded his cock into her, as he pulled out, his cock slid down her cunt only to meet “Stan’s” the feeling of “Pepe’s” cock resting on top of “Stan’s” little prick was too much for “Stan” to take and he shot his mighty load up into the air, thick globs of cum landed onto “Pepe’s” cock and balls. This was too much for “Scrawny” and he too stiffened and filled my wife’s ravaged throat with his seed! Buckets of cum poured from her lips and into “Stan’s” waiting mouth, “Stan” strained to lick and suck “Scrawny’s” balls as “Pepe” removed himself from the bed. He looked at his manhood, covered in another man’s cum. You could see the wheels turning as he brought his cock to “Phil’s” mouth for cleaning, “Mr. Black” removed his huge cock from “Phil’s” mouth and “Pepe” took over. “Fatty” dropped his second load of the day into “Phil’s” ass. He removed his cock and got dressed. “Mr. Black” untied my wife’s bindings and eased her onto her back, her spirit now completely broken, she didn’t have any fight left. “Mr. Black” left her naked body splayed out, her abused cunt dripping, her devastated asshole gaping open for all to see. He whispered into my ear, “Do you mind if we shower before I have my turn?” I shook my head no, and he walked to the bed, picked up my wife, still crying, her body trembling and ravaged. He carried her off to the shower. “Nice guy!” I thought.
“Pepe” satisfied with the cleaning he had received, told “Phil” “vous êtes une bonne salope!” “Phil” lifted his tear stained face and wiped his chin and finished getting dressed. “Pepe” looked at me and said with a smile, “I tell to him, he is a good slut!” “Pepe” too retrieved his clothes as did “Scrawny” and they all dressed. I walked the four repair men to the door, where they put on their boots and picked up their tools, “Phil” asked politely if he may use the rest room to get cleaned up. He washed the blood and cum from his face, apologized for any inconvenience he may have caused and the four men left.
I walked back up the stairs to the bedroom, “Tony” had changed the sheets and “Mr. Black” had returned with my whore wife, placed her back onto the bed, her wet hair sticking to her dark skin, teeth marks and small bruises could be seen on her gorgeous tits, her pussy and asshole were abused and you could see “Mr. Black” had removed the duct tape from her eyes and replaced it with a portion of the mini dress she had been wearing that started this entire thing.
She was so beautiful, she must have thought the assault was over, she seemed very surprised when “Mr. Black” climbed onto the bed between her legs and pinned her hands above her head, her swollen pussy had been washed clean of the cum and juices that might have served as lubrication. “Tony” grinned as he focused the camera on her face as “Mr. Black” pressed his massive cock head against her cunt. She begged him, “Please, I’ll do anything, Please don’t do this…” He smiled and replied, “So if I don’t stuff this fat cock into your dry pussy, you’ll do anything huh?” she frantically shook her head yes, “ANYTHING!” she said. “Ok, miss” he said, “Up that ass it is!” and with that he violently rammed all ten inches of man meat into her asshole, she screamed as the water bottle thick cock tore into her ass, he smiled down at her and said in a stern voice, “You DID say ANYTHING! Didn’t you? You filthy, FUCKING WHORE!” “Tony” did his best to keep the camera from shaking as he laughed. “Mr. Black” pounded my wife’s asshole with his huge cock, her body went limp after about twenty minutes, “Tony” wouldn’t have that, he slapped her hard across the face, lifted her ear to his mouth and whispered, “if you don’t act like you love this I will torture you and leave your naked, battered body for hubby to find, is that what you want?” he looked up at me and gave me a wink.
She shook her head no, her lips parted and she screamed “Fuck Me! Fuck Me Like The Whore I AM! Pound THAT ASS, HARDER, DEEPER!” she screamed over and over. You could hear the fear in her voice, the tears fell like water falls from her covered eyes. After an hour and a half, “Mr. Black” ripped his cock from her asshole with a pop, without missing a stroke he buried it into her pussy balls deep, her body slid up the bed he thrust so hard. She continued forcing words from her mouth, “Oh Yes! Fuck My Whore Pussy! Give It to Me! Fuck Me Harder!” the abuse on her pussy slowed, “Mr. Black” removed his cock, brought it to her lips and unleashed a tsunami of cum into her mouth, thick streams coated her face, gobs landed on her cheeks, her forehead, up her nose. He dropped so much cum it ran into her ears and dripped onto the bed.
He then placed his sweaty nut sack onto her lips and said “Show me whore, are you a good cock slut or do you need to be punished again!” She opened her mouth and sucked and licked his balls, slurping and sucking were the only sounds in the room. He slowly worked up higher and I watched this fucking cunt lick and tongue his asshole. She was certainly a fucking whore! What skills! “Mr. Black” lifted his body from her face, gave her a little slap on her pussy and said “Bitch, you are a fucking whore! You better act like it for your man too, when he gets back you shove that tongue up his ass, drink his cum, you tell him to piss in your mouth slut, you hear me? I’ll know if you don’t bitch! Got that?” she just nodded her head and “Mr. Black” looked at me and gave a nod, with that he was dressed, I walked him out, he grabbed his bag from the counter, I passed him ten hundred dollar bills from the safe, he turned and said “Thank You Mister” passed me his business card and winked. Then he was gone.
“Tony” was one diabolical prick, he had my wife shower again, then naked and still blindfolded he had her make the bed once more. Her fat abused cunt lips hung low as she moved around the room, feeling her way. “Tony” by now was redressed, I wasn’t sure why until he ordered her “Get your whore ass over here and strip me cunt!” she started to walk to him, he stood and backhanded her knocking her to the floor. “YOU CRAWL LIKE THE DOG YOU ARE, WHORE!” he bellowed. My wife quickly got onto her hands and knees her mouth opened “I’m sorry sir” she said “I’ll do anything you want sir!” and she crawled to him. “Tony” stood and my wife slowly removed his belt, her trembling hands reached up and unbuttoned his pants, slowly she unzipped his fly, his cock now free from his uniform once more flopped out and hit her in the tip of her nose. She opened her mouth and slowly took his cock inch by inch. “THIS WHORE, IS HOW YOU BETTER GREET YOUR HUSBAND WHEN HE GETS HOME!” He yelled at her. Without taking his cock from her mouth she replied “yes sir, I will” Her hands worked their way clumsily up his torso and unbuttoned his shirt, he reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair pulled her slowly from his cock, when her lips met his he kissed her deeply, she returned the kiss but you could see the fear and disgust on her face, he walked her to the bed and laid back. He gestured to me to grab the camera that had been sitting on the dresser. Now I was the camera man of my own wife’s abusive fucking. “Tony” looked up at her and very softly said, “You are a whore, you will do anything you are told, right now you are mine. When your husband returns you will be returned to him and be his whore, you will do anything he says, no matter how degrading, no matter how disgusting, you were put on this earth to please men! Do you understand?”
She only nodded. “What are you?” he asked her. “I am a whore” she replied, “I will do anything I am told. I am your whore until my husband comes home then I will be his whore! My reason for living is to please men.” “Very good” he replied, “Make love to me whore!” he said, she slowly climbed on top of “Tony” kissed and licked his chest and neck, reached between her legs and guided his hard cock into her pussy, you could see her wince in pain as her tortured cunt took on another cock. She didn’t miss a beat, she slowly rode his cock, running her hands over his chest, kissing him deeply. He smiled at the camera, she fucked him slowly and made sure to moan, telling him how good his cock felt in her pussy. She lifted her cunt from his cock and slid her body down his, dragging her nipples across his flesh as she licked and kissed his body. She stopped only when she reached his cock, slowly she sucked his cock, stroking it up and down licking and sucking like a true pro. She stroked his cock while she licked and sucked his balls.
“Tony” lifted his legs and she didn’t miss a beat, she ran her tongue in circles around his asshole, flicking her tongue across the wrinkled skin. Slowly fucking his asshole with her tongue, “Tony” twitched, she moved her mouth back to his cock, slipped a finger into his ass and sucked his cock until his balls swelled, she slowed and sucked his cock deeper into her throat. “Tony” groaned as he shot his cum into her mouth, she kept working his cock, up and down. “Tony” was spent, she removed his cock from her mouth, still stroking the shaft from base to tip, “I still have one more hole for you sir!” and went back to sucking. My wife was always a whore for me but this was great, she was now broken and was not just a whore for me but she was a true whore! I knew she would do almost anything I asked her to do but now I knew she would do anything I said. She worked “Tony’s” cock until it was hard again, turned reverse cowgirl, grasped his cock, aligned it with her battered asshole and plunged her hips forcefully onto his cock.
The expression and pain on her face were vastly different then the words from her mouth, “Yes DADDY, Fuck that Whore ass!” she screamed! The tears again streamed down her cheeks as she rode “Tony’s” hard cock, pounding his cock deep into her ass, the pain she was enduring was incredible. She fucked his cock wincing in pain every time she had him buried. Calling him daddy, begging for him to cum in her ass. For an hour she fucked his cock in her ass, until he did fill her with his cum. She laid beside him and cuddled into him and dozed off. “Tony” got off the bed slowly, careful not to wake her, grabbed his clothes and took the camera from my hands. We exited the bedroom, walked down the stairs together, he removed the memory card from the camera, placed it in my hand with his business card. “These are usually for blackmail and insurance” he said “but you did miss the first three hours of fun” he grinned.
“Sorry we didn’t get your internet fixed, your router is fucked” he said “its ok” I replied “I’ll tell her to call and get it fixed when I get home” I smiled, “I do have your card now”
“Tony” laughed then left, I cleaned the blood from the wall, and the hardwood. Put “Tony’s” card into my pocket, Funny, I called him “Tony” because he reminded me of Al Pachino in Scarface, on his business card in bold text, “Internet Service Technician – Anthony”
I grabbed my bag from the bedroom, my wife sleeping soundly on the bed, slowly walked out of the bedroom, called a cab and went to a hotel down the street. Eight hours she endured that fuck, eight hours from the time I got home, three hours before. It was now 10pm. I called my wife from my cell, she didn’t answer. I left her a voice mail and told her I was horny and missed her and would be home a day early and I would see her in the morning. I told her I loved her and hoped she was ready for a good fucking. I jerked my cock while watching the video and I received a text from her around 3am. “I love you Daddy, your little whore can’t wait to see you!”
I awoke early, jumped in the shower and headed for home, I called her from the cab and told her I was on my way. I arrived home, she met me at the door, naked most of the bruises on her tits were gone, unless you knew what the remaining ones were I wouldn’t have noticed.
She dropped to her knees before I had even closed the door behind me and slowly undid the button of my jeans, unzipped my fly and took my cock in hand, slipped my cock into her mouth and sucked my cock like a whore in heat, just to be a cunt I asked “did the internet get fixed?” she removed her lips from my cock, apologized and said “no.” “that’s ok,” I replied. “I found this card in the door” and while she went back to sucking my cock I called Shaw, Anthony in fact, she shuddered but didn’t stop sucking. “Hello, is this Anthony? Yes, I found your card in my door. Yes we are home right now. Good, we’ll see you in twenty minutes.”
I led her to the bedroom, asked her where the sexy little mini dress I bought her was, “it got ripped yesterday as a matter of fact” she replied, “That’s ok baby” I said “you can wear this!” I told her holding up a see through top, and very short skirt. She swallowed hard, “but the repair guy is coming over!” her voice trembled a little. “I’m sure you want to tease the repair guy, you like being my whore don’t you?” Without another word, she put the garments on. There was a knock at the door. “You should get that, I’ll be right down” I said. She left the room, and answered the door. “Well hello miss” I heard Tony exclaim, “I’m here to fix your internet, is your husband at home today?” he asked. “Yes, yes he is!” she trembled. I came to the bottom of the stairway, introduced myself, as did he. He went to work and put in a new router, 10 minutes later he was done, internet was faster than ever, cable was clear he even upgraded our internet speed for the inconvenience. “You’ve got me for an hour” he laughed “anything else you want me to look at?” he asked as he looked at my wife standing beside me, her tits clearly visible through her top, her naked legs sticking out from her very short skirt. Without a word I turned her around, bent her over the back of the couch, her skirt slid up her ass exposing her asshole and pussy. She didn’t speak, he smiled, walked around the back of the couch, took his tool belt off, she unbuttoned his pants, just like before, unzipped his fly, I placed my hands on her hips as she took his cock into her mouth, I rammed my cock up her ass, knowing how much it hurt I fucked her violently! He and I came about the same time, Me filling her ass, him filling her mouth. I pulled her off the couch on to the floor, Tony and I sat on the couch and she reached up and jerked both of our cocks until we were hard again, I pulled her ontop of me and she took my cock into her still swollen cunt, Tony mounted her from behind, he too stuffed his cock into her cunt, she looked at me tears running down her cheeks, “Its ok” I told her “You are a whore, you will do anything you are told, you will do anything I say, no matter how degrading, no matter how disgusting, you were put on this earth to please me! Do you understand?”
“Yes Daddy, I understand!” was her reply……