Remaining naked, I went to fetch them into the room. Sandra’s life was about to get even worse.
Frank McCain and his two brothers laughed aloud as I walked butt-naked into the office where they were standing. They had taken off their coats and thrown them over one of the office desks. They stared at my naked body. Barney, their fat and very aggressive Rottweiler lay slavering and panting at Ian’s feet. He growled as I entered the room, but a light kick from Stan shut him up.
“Well this is a fucking funny welcome.” Frank stated, staring at my limp cock. “I hope there is some pussy in there for us, Kurt, and not some fucking homo crap from you.”
“I told you, Frank. I wanted to hurt the bitch first. I did. I hurt her damned good and loosened her up for you guys, but she is still plenty tight enough. Come on in and fill your boots.” I replied, smiling at the brothers.
“Right, so we get your fucking spunked-up sloppy seconds?” Stan moaned disappointedly, but I put the three men at ease.
“No! I only shot down her throat. I fucked her cunt and ass, but did not leave any seed in the bitch. What she got, she swallowed. The pleasure of filling her ass and cunt is all yours, gentlemen. Come see for yourselves.” As I spoke, I turned and walked back into Petra’s office. The three McCain brothers followed, but left Barney tied by his leash to a desk leg. I wondered if it would stay that way. I had heard rumors that especially Stan liked to set Barney onto women, letting the hound fuck them. Was Sandra going to be the one to prove those rumors true today?
“Holey fucking Christ.” Frank explained as he entered the room. “So there is a fucking audience here to watch? Why not get everyone naked and have some fun, Kurt? Four men four women, the numbers seem perfect to me.” He chuckled.
As he spoke, he walked past Sandra, who was still naked kneeling and sobbing on the floor. He let his left hand slide over the top of her head, stroking her hair, but he kept moving forward, his eyes fixed on Petra. He approached Petra’s desk, unzipping his trousers as he went.
“Frank, it’s just the girl.” I stated flatly pointing at Sandra. “She is yours. Fuck her. Hurt her. And yes, we are watching.” Frank ignored me.
“Hello Petra.” He said in a low voice. “Have you missed me, sweetheart? Have you missed this?” He asked and pulled out his now hardening cock, just a hand’s reach away from Petra’s face. She shot me a worrying glance, but spoke up for herself.
“Fuck off Frank. Just do what you need to do to that silly bitch, and then get out of my office. I am not part of this deal nor is my employee, Rachel.” She added, throwing a glance towards Rachel and Lena.
“Whatever deal you have made with Kurt, it is only about that stupid cunt on the floor. If Kurt has promised you anything more at all, the deal is off. Forget it. You do not touch me and you do not touch Rachel.” She hissed, but did not mention Lena in her last sentence. She knew fine well that if I chose to give Lena to these brutes, I would and could do it. It was not her call.
“Like I said, Frank, it’s just the fuck-bitch on the floor, Sandra. She has agreed to this Frank. You can do whatever you want to her, but no one else is to be touched by you guys, unless I say so.” I said, not fully affirming Petra’s words, in order to let her and the two girls on the sofa that I was still their master, their owner. If I wanted to see the McCain brothers fucking the shit out of any one of them or all of them, I could.
“Unless of course they want me to.” Frank said in a flat voice, staring right into Petra’s eyes. “What then, Kurt? What if one of these pretty ladies begged me to stuff them full with this big bastard?” He asked, turning away from Petra, a malicious look of on his face, as he glanced at me. He then turned his attention to Sandra. His cock was now fully erect and he was slowly wanking himself. Sandra saw it, too, and a flash of fear shot across her face as she let out a small sob.
“I guess if one of my fuck-toys begged me to let you fuck them, I might allow it, Frank.” I said seriously. As I said this, Petra remained emotionless but a look of absolute terror crossed Rachel and Lena’s faces as both of them stared in disbelief at Frank’s monstrous shaft.
Frank McCain has the biggest cock I have ever seen on a man. Not only is it long at perhaps 25 or more centimeters, but it is thick. In fact about the thickness of my forearm. I was sure there is no way that he could possibly pleasure any woman with that slab of meat. Having him in their cunts must have been more like giving birth than having sex, and I was not even sure if it was possible for him to get it in an ass. I guess we were about to find out, and my cock twitched just at the thought of seeing him force his way into Sandra’s tight holes.
“And how much can we hurt the bitch.” Stan asked his excitement clear.
“Just nothing permanent.” I said. “Other than that, go to town. Anything goes.” I stated, and Sandra flinched.
“Then I guess it’s time to get naked fellas.” Frank laughed and started to unbutton his perfectly white shirt, his brothers followed suite, all three men undressing and letting their clothes simply fall to the floor.
Sandra let out another heavy sob that shook through her chest. Having seen Frank’s tool, I worried for a moment that she might try to back out of our deal, but she said nothing, despite knowing that the pain I had caused her was nothing compared to that which was coming, and Frank let her know it in no uncertain terms.
“Sweetheart, you have no fucking idea.” Frank whispered quietly and slid his belt from his pants before letting them fall to the ground. His brothers did the same thing. Each letting their trousers fall to their ankles but retaining their leather belts. I knew immediately that they were going to use those leather straps on Sandra’s already reddened skin, and she immediately knew it, too. She closed her eyes, but managed to whisper a plea, as the brother freed themselves of their underwear.
“Please don’t lash me anymore. Anything but…” She started to beg, but Stan’s violent blow took her by surprise, cutting the sentence short in her throat.
“Shut the fuck up fuck cunt.” He barked, lashing Sandra with his belt hard across the face. She fell to the floor with a screech of pain, face down, her hands going to her face. Stan started to rain blow after blow over her back, buttocks and thighs. As he flogged the screaming girl, he growled abuse and spat at her.
“You filthy piece of fucked up fuck meat. Do you have any idea what we are going to do with you? Do you have even the slightest idea of the pain, the fucking using and abusing that we have in store for you, you filthy dog. You bitch, you fucking filthy whore.”
Frank and Ian were also naked, and stood with rigid cocks watching Stan beat Sandra with his belt for a few seconds. Then, both stepped forward and joined in. bringing blow after blow down onto her naked body, for what seemed like minutes. Sandra had curled into a ball, trying to protect as much of her face and sensitive bits as she could. She howled and screamed, begging them to stop. The McCain’s did not care. They lashed at any exposed skin they could, leaving purple and red welts on her naked skin. I even saw blood as skin on the bones of her hips split. It was brutal.
“Come on, slut, why you hiding all the best bits?” Stan growled, grasping both of Sandra’s ankles and dragging her out of her balled position, forcing her les out and apart to expose her anus and cunt as she now lay face down on the ground. Frank’s next lash went straight for her sensitive holes and brought a terrifying scream from the woman. He lashed again, deliberately aiming for her exposed cunt.
Seeing these three men, these three brutal beasts surrounding Sandra’s tiny frame took me back to a hot August day in the woods behind my parent’s house. There I had watched and then helped three other men beat, torture and rape a young pretty girl called Patricia who had been pleasuring me for the first time in my life. It was on that day I learned the pleasure of dominating women and using them for my own sadistic pleasure. Danny, one of the men had sort taken me under his wing. He seemed to like me. The four of us had used Patricia’s holes. We had double penetrated her and we had pissed in her and on her. We had done some permanent damage to her body and mind, and now my cock throbbed at the idea of watching the McCain brothers destroy Sandra in the same way. I had never seen them fucking before, but I had heard the stories, and as they lashed Sandra’s already swollen and bruised body, I was excited to see just how brutal they would be.
Sandra’s screams started to fade as she slipped towards unconsciousness. Recognizing the telltale sign, Frank finally stopped it. “Stop, stop!” He commanded. “That’s enough for now. I want this bitch to suck my cock. If we beat her unconscious, we can only fuck her. I want her awake so she can gobble my fucking meat.” They all stopped the beating and threw their belts aside. Ian made the first move.
“Ok, bitch. You heard my brother. Get back onto your knees.” Ian growled.
As he spoke, he leaned over and grabbed Sandra by the hair, violently dragging her back to her knees. Her hand went instinctively to the source of this new pain, but she quickly understood it lessened if she moved with his hand. She was immediately on her knees, facing Frank’s monstrous shaft in front of her.
“Open up bitch.” Frank growled and shoved the bulbous head onto her lips, which parted obediently. “Suck my fucking cock.”
“Open wider you fucking whore.” Ian shouted, He was still holding a fistful of Sandra’s hair, and he forcefully pushed her onto his brother’s cock. I think I heard a small cracking sound as Sandra’s jaw violently opened as wide as it could physically go, but it could have been imagination. I moved slightly to the side to get a better view.
“Come on, honey, you can do better than that.” Frank laughed and pushed even deeper into Sandra’s face. I had never seen a woman’s jaw forced open wider in my life. Frank was huge. My own cock was throbbing at the sight. The woman’s jaw was distended to the absolute maximum. Frank placed his right hand on the top of her head and took her jaw in his left
Sandra was turning bright red, and then turning purple in her face. Veins bulged in her neck. She was clearly receiving little to no air. Snot dripped from her nose onto her lips and Frank’s cock. I could see the outline of his massive glans in her throat, yet there was still masses of cock outside the girl’s mouth. There was surely no way for him to go any deeper, and yet he pushed. Sandra screamed or shouted; who knows. It came out as a deep gurgling sound. Something had clearly hurt her, and I worried that Frank might have torn a ligament or something in her throat. Sandra started crying in a high-pitched bleating sound, like a child.
“Remember, nothing permanent, Frank.” I said in a low voice.
I do not know if it was because of what I said or already part of Frank’s plan, but he pulled out of Sandra’s throat, pulling back until only his monstrous glans we in her mouth. She immediately started to cough, splutter and gasp for air, trying to free her face completely of the invading cock. Frank held her tight and maintained his position, still in her mouth. Satisfied that she had enough oxygen, he pushed again. This time swiftly and hard, right into her throat.
“Oh you fucking tight-necked fuck-whore.” He growled as around 20 centimeters of man-meat forced its way into Sandra’s throat.
He actually reached her collarbone. I could see the full length of her throat distended around his shaft, and yet still there was still plenty outside her face. My own cock throbbed and had already come back to life. I would need a hole to put it in soon. I love throat fucking women and girls, and I love watching it. It is one of my favorite things to do and I have a big enough cock to choke them of air completely, but I am nothing compared to Frank. “Jesus fucking Christ.” I thought speaking aloud.
Frank growled like a wild animal, still pushing hard into Sandra’s face.” Come on bitch, open up wide. I still have plenty to give.” There was no way I could imagine him getting any deeper into Sandra’s throat. Surely, her collarbone would restrict him, but to my surprise, I saw his penis going deeper and deeper into her punished neck. I could no longer see the outline of his glans, as they had passed deep into her throat, but her entire neck was stretched around his massive shaft. He was literally just a couple of centimeters away from full penetration.
“Hey, come on Bro.” Ian laughed. Let her get some air while Stan and I get some off that tight assed tail.” As Ian spoke, he pulled roughly on Sandra’s hair, pulling her off Frank’s shaft. While she again gasped for air and wiped the snot and slime from her face with the back of her hand, Stan was already lying down on his back, knowing exactly what Ian was intending to do.
“Come on bitch; sit that tight fuck-pussy down on my cock.” He laughed, and Ian was already dragging Sandra over his brother’s thighs.
“Sit on it, cunt.” Ian growled, and whilst still holding Sandra’s hair in his right hand, he kicked at her thighs to direct her into position. Sandra followed the instructions, and obediently guided Stan’s cock into her pussy. I had already loosened both her fuck-holes, so Stan’s large cock, which was not as big as Frank’s but still a good size, had no trouble fully penetrating her. Ian was already kneeling between his prone brother’s legs, and I knew what was about to happen. I presume Sandra was also aware that she was about to be double penetrated. My cock throbbed again as Ian lined up in order to push into Sandra’s ass. Frank, for the time being, seemed content just watching his two brothers, and gave them encouragement as he retrieved his belt from the floor.
“That’s it boys. Stretch that filthy bitch out or I am likely to tear her apart when I get to those filthy fuck-holes. Make the bitch scream before I stuff her mouth again.”
Sandra bellowed like a stuck cow as Ian forced his cock into her anus. He did not try to fuck in and out, but just pushed violently until her sphincter opened and he could go balls-deep into her ass. Fully impaled on both cocks Sandra was breathing heavily, trying to get round the pain and the two brothers allowed her the small break, but Ian wanted to goad her.
“Where is my cock, bitch?” He demanded, and slapped Sandra’s right buttock as hard as he could. “Fucking say it fuck-whore. Tell me where my fucking cock is.”
“It’s in my ass.” Sandra panted. “Your cock is in my ass.”
“And where’s my fucking cock?” Stan now demanded.
“In my cunt.” Sandra answered without hesitation. I had already taught her how to answer when a man has his cock inside any of her holes. She knew she was to follow orders and answer questions, though she was not calling the brothers master, which pleased me. She was my fuck-bitch. I had broken her. I was her master, and her master had given her to these men. “Your cocks are in my ass and in my cunt.” She added, knowing they wanted to hear it.
“And now also in your throat, gag-whore.” Frank growled. He stepped up to Sandra’s face, slapped her hard across her left cheek and spat into her face. “Open up bitch, time for that third cock.” As he spoke, he looped his leather belt around her neck and pulled it tight.
“Ok, ok.” Sandra cried. The slap had been vicious, and she had a massive palm mark on her face. It would bruise by morning, but so many parts of her would bruise by morning. Frank slapped her again.
“Shut the fuck up bitch.” He yelled and forced his massive pole back into her mouth. “Let’s fuck this bitch good, boys.” He commanded and his two brothers started to fuck in and out of Sandra’s stretched holes, she groaned heavily around Frank’s cock, but he was already forcing his way back into her torn throat. It had to be torn, I thought.
Sandra’s voice had also been scratchy and forced as she was speaking. As she was telling the whole room what was in her ass and what was in her cunt. I just hoped none of the damage was permanent. Though frankly, I was starting to care less and less how much damage Sandra took. If the brothers destroyed her holes, then so be it.
“Come on boys, pick up the pace. I want to have this gagging bitch squeal around my cock. Fucking hurt the bitch.” Frank commanded, and both his brothers followed his instructions. Ian was the timekeeper, pushing Sandra off the two cocks inside her and violently yanking her back down onto the two erect poles. The brothers themselves were moving very little, simply forcing Sandra to double-fuck herself. Frank got his wish, as Sandra started to groan and squeal around his cock, which was now almost balls-deep again. How the fuck did that work?
Just the sight of these three men fucking Sandra in all of her holes at the same time was getting me off. I needed a fucking hole to put my cock into; this was so intense to watch. I walked over to the sofa and flopped down between Lena and Rachel.
“Rachel, get your fucking mouth down on my cock. I want you to fuck your own throat with my prick.” I commanded, and Rachel, after flashing a tiny glance of worry at Lena, obeyed her master as she had been taught to do.
As Rachel’s warm mouth engulfed my swollen glans, and she slowly sank them into her throat, I leaned over and kissed Lena softly on the lips, caressing her left cheek with my right hand. The kiss was loving and passionate, Lena reciprocating my penetration of her warm mouth with my tongue. Our tongues swirled around one another, hers dipping into my mouth and mine hers. She formed a fist in her groin with her right hand; she was turned on. I finally pulled away. As our lips finally parted, I whispered very quietly, and Lena understood the severity of my words.
“When this is over, you should be grateful to Sandra for accepting the proposal. One way or another I had to give those three some holes to fuck, or lose that deal. And I sure wasn’t going to take one for the team.” Lena pulled back and stared at me in horror.
“But, erm. Master, no. You wouldn’t have. You couldn’t have.” She stammered, and I smiled softly at her.
“Lena.” I whispered so that only Lena and Rachel could hear me. “I can do whatever the fuck I want, and you little lady, like Rachel here, will do whatever I fucking tell you to whenever I tell you to. If I tell you to suck someone else’s cock, you suck it. If I tell you to sit on it, you fucking sit on it. If I tell you to drink a stranger’s piss, you will drink it, and if I wanted to give you to those brothers, I fucking can. Do you fucking understand me, fuck-toy.” Lena looked as if I had punched her, but she got the message.
“Yes, master.” She whispered, and glanced down at Rachel’s bobbing head. “I understand, perfectly.” She reached down with her right hand and placing it on the back of Rachel’s head, began to encourage the girl to go faster.
“Is she pleasing you, master?” Lena asked, and that was the point I knew she would never be jealous again.
“Yes, Lena, she is doing a good job. I have trained her well. I have trained you all well.” Just then, there was a muffled scream, and I turned my gaze back to the main event.
“Just open up, bitch” Ian was growling at Sandra, and from where I was sitting, viewing from the side I presumed he was trying to double penetrate her vagina with his brother. Then his words told me I was wrong.
“You’ll fucking thank us once Frank get’s to work on this tight shitter, bitch. Me and Stan can open you up before big boy rams that beef-pole up your ass. So quit screaming and bitching, just relax. One way or another both these cocks are going up your butt, either with or without your help.”
While I had been concentrating on Lena, The two brothers had pulled Sandra’s cunt of Stan’s cock and pushed it into her ass. Ian was now also trying to get into her back passage. They were going to double anal her, and it was hurting. Frank meanwhile was rhythmically fucking in and out of her mouth. Not pushing fully into her throat, but with each thrust I could see her neck stretching around his enormous glans.
“Oh, bitch” Frank whispered. “I am going to get me that ass good. So you better let my brothers open you up first, or I will tear you wide open. But first you cock-sucking piece of fuck-meat, I want to fill your stomach with my juice. First the cream and then the gold, baby. All the way.”
I couldn’t stand it. The tingle at the base of my spine spread across my whole body and I tensed into my orgasm. I shot my load deep into Rachel’s mouth, pushing seep into her throat and pulsing wave after wave, emptied my balls into her face. Lena seeing I was spraying cum into Rachel’s throat forced Rachel’s head down, impaling her throat on my pulsating cock and making her gulp down my seed.
“That’s it Rachel.” I groaned. “Just how I taught you. Swallow the whole fucking lot.” She did. Gulping and swallowing until there was nothing left to swallow. “Let her up.” I said to Lena, who took her hand of the girls head. Rachel sat up, and noticing a small glob of spunk at the corner of her mouth, Lena reached over and wiped it onto her finger. Placing her finger into her mouth, Lena swallowed the small drop of cum.
“Don’t worry, Lena. I will have more for you later.” I said, smiling at her.
“Yes, master.” She giggled and turned her eyes back to Sandra, who was now groaning and clawing at the floor with her fingernails. The two brothers had clearly finally managed to embed themselves in her ass and they were now sodomizing her, rocking her by the hips, making her fuck herself on their ridged poles. Frank’s head was rocked back as though he was staring at the ceiling but his eyes were tightly closed. He was clearly about to shoot his load into Sandra’s mouth, and she knew it.
“Oh, fuck, oh fuck.” Frank moaned, and grasped Sandra’s head even harder, pumping her face with quick deep thrusts. “You fucking piece of cock-sucking cum-drooling shit. You fucking whore, eat my fucking cum.” He roared and blasted the first wad into Sandra’s face.
Sandra had sensed the climax coming, but the sheer force and amount took her by surprise. He was on a deep thrust as the first blast came, and it must have shot right in her throat, she gagged and coughed, sperm and drool shot out of the corners of her mouth as Frank continued to face-fuck her whilst emptying he balls into her mouth and throat. The next deep thrust sent a jet of cum and snot out of her nose. Her eyes were bulged and red, her cheeks puffed, her throat saw and ripped from the brute force of Frank’s massive cock, and now what seemed like a never-ending stream of man-seed was filling her mouth, throat and belly.
“That’s it bitch. Eat the fucking lot.” Frank groaned as he finally pulled his now softening cock out of Sandra’s mouth. He still grasped her face by the jaw with his right hand, then using the index and ring finger of his left, he started to scrape and push all the snot, slime and cum from Sandra’s face back into her mouth.
“Swallow it, cunt.” Frank hissed as he spat once again directly into Sandra’s mouth.
“Fuck, I’m cumming.” Ian suddenly blurted out and jumped up from behind Sandra’s ass. He was clearly not intending on shooting in her butt. He quickly positioned his cock at Sandra’s mouth as Frank moved aside, and continued to wank himself into her open mouth.
“Here it comes, bitch. Here comes the next feed for our cock-sucking whore.” He groaned and sent three short bursts of spunk into Sandra’s open mouth. “Suck it bitch,” He added and pushed his shaft into her mouth, while spending the rest of his load. Sandra dutifully gulped at the seed shooting into her mouth, and Ian humped her face like a horny dog.
“Ok, get the fuck off me, bitch.” Stan mumbled from beneath the girl. “I got a nice sack-full for you, too, bitch.” He added as he slipped Sandra off his cock. “Stay on your fucking knees.” He demanded as he also positioned himself in front of her. He too continued to wank himself, but instead of forcing Sandra to open her mouth, he spattered her nose, lips and chin with his thick semen, groaning as his seed shot onto the woman’s face. “Fucking look at me.” He growled and Sandra dared to open her eyes, as he smeared the last of his come across her bruised left cheek. “Now eat it, bitch.” He added as he moved away from her kneeling body.
“Wait, I’ll help.” Petra suddenly said, and the whole room was surprised. Standing, she walked over to Sandra and using the same technique Frank had used, she scooped and pushed the cum on Sandra’s face into the woman’s open mouth.
“You have to get your daily protein, Sandra.” Petra laughed., and finally let the kneeling women suck her fingers clean before walking back over to her desk and retaking her seat. I wondered if I was the only one who noticed that Petra sneakily sucked on her own fingers as she sat down. The filthy cum-whore.
I know Petra very, very well. She was hot. Turned on by watching Sandra being so brutally abused and possibly a little by watching Rachel suck me off. I had seen her glancing over from time to time as the girl had serviced me with her mouth. I had also noticed how Petra had been pushing the heel of her right hand hard into her crotch. I wondered if she was perhaps changing her mind about taking on that massive meat-pole that Frank had between his legs.
“Fuck, I need a drink.” Frank said, breaking the silence.
“Rachel, get the gentlemen some beers.” I commanded, and Rachel jumped to her feet to cross to Petra’s in-office fridge. “Bring me one, too.” I added, and she popped the lids off four bottles. “No glasses.” I added. “Bottles are fine.” She hesitated before moving towards the McCain brothers, clearly in fear of them, but she finally found her feet and moved.
“Well thank you little darling.” Stan said as he took a bottle from the frightened girl’s hand. “That was some mighty fine cock-sucking you put on display there, pretty girl. I wouldn’t mind getting a go, too. What do say Kurt? You willing to let this pretty thing suck my bargepole?”
“No. The deal is Sandra only.” Petra said in a very commanding voice. “You do not touch me; you do not touch the other two girls. Now have you boys got any more to put on show, or is that your lot?” She scorned, and Frank replied.
“Sweet Petra, always a bitch, still a bitch. That tight fucking ass of yours needs to loosen up a little. Or rather needs to be loosened for you. How would you like me to give it a go?”
There was no malice or threat in Frank’s voice. He was baiting Petra and she knew it.
Having handed out the bottles, Rachel quickly retreated to me, and handing me my bottle, sat down next to me.
“You know what, Frank?” Petra laughed. “I do want to see that fucking donkey-cock of yours in an ass. I want to see you rip that little bitch there wide open. Get that fucking slab of meat in her ass and fuck her guts out while I finger my own twat. I will even let you watch. How about that for a deal? Would you like to see my cunt, boys? Do you want to watch me pleasure myself whilst you tear that bitch apart?” She was serious.
As Petra spoke, she actually hitched her skirt up over her hips. She was not wearing her panties and as she spread her legs, her beautiful cunt glistened. She sank two fingers into her own fuck-hole, then withdrew them and put them in her mouth.
“Come on boys. Show me what you’ve got.” Petra smiled. “That bitch is still not done. Surely you can make me come.”
“Fuck me!” Frank whispered, and his cock started to rise again. He began to stroke and wank it back to life, staring at Petra’s open cunt, where she had once again inserted two fingers.
Sandra looked at me, horrified. She knew, however, that this was her fate. She would soon have that over proportional slab of rock hard man-meat in her ass, and it was going to hurt. It was going to hurt a lot, but fuck, I had no idea what was about to happen, I thought I did, but I did not.
My own cock was twitching back to life, and Lena looked at it with love.
“Master.” She started, but I interrupted her.
“No, Lena. Not yet. Just watch.” I needed to piss again, and wanted to get it out before I was too hard to do so.
“Rachel, get on your knees.” I commanded, but kept my gaze on Lena. Any flash of jealousy or contempt at this point would be a giveaway, and I would need to punish her more, but she simply smiled sweetly as Rachel got onto her knees in front of me. I took a large swig of beer.
“What do you do when I am drinking beer, Rachel?” I asked looking down at the keeling girl. She smiled up at me.
I drink your piss, master.” She said a little hesitantly, flashing a quick glance at the McCain brothers and then at Lena.
“That’s right suck-toy.” I confirmed. “You suck the piss out of my cock and swallow it because you are my own personal piss-whore. What are you Rachel?” I asked, and she knew to reply correctly.
“I am your toy, master. I am your fuck, suck and piss-drink whore. I am your ass-lick slave, your fuck-toy. All my holes are yours. I serve you and only you.”
“Open your piss-mouth, Rachel.” I commanded and she obeyed. I pushed the tip of my cock into her mouth and let it rest on her tongue. Rachel knew how this worked and immediately closed her lips around my penis.
“Good girl.” I whispered as I started to piss directly into her mouth. She gulped down my frothy, steamy piss. It was not a lot, but I let it go full flow. I had been training Rachel weekly and she had become very good at swallowing a good strong flow. She did not let me down now, and as The McCain brothers watched, I emptied my entire bladder into Rachel’s obedient mouth. As I did so, I took swigs of beer and smiled at the brothers.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Stan exclaimed. “That is fucking hot. I gotta get myself some of that.”
He did. He positioned his cock in front of Sandra and gave her slap to the face. Not too hard, but enough to get her attention. “Open up bitch.” He commanded, and as Sandra opened her mouth, he began to piss, urinating over her tongue and into the back of her throat. Sandra coughed and spilt piss onto the floor.
“Fucking wonderful.” Petra exclaimed ironically. “Close your fucking mouth bitch. Swallow that shit; do not spill it on my clean floor.” Sandra obediently closed her lips around Stan’s cock as he pissed into her mouth. She swallowed.
As I sent the last few drops of my own piss into Rachel’s mouth, Ian was already standing in line to piss into Sandra’s mouth.
“Come on, bro.” He moaned. “My bladder is busting. I want that fucking filthy bitch to drink my piss, too.”
“Almost there, bro.” Stan laughed, and actually shook his cock as though he was pissing into a urinal. Ian immediately took his place to give Sandra her third bladder load that day. Sooner or later she would need to piss, too, and I actually saw her belly extending as Ian now filled her with even more piss. Any more throat fucking and she might puke piss and cum all over the place.
“Rachel. Get a bucket.” I commanded. Our piss-whore will need to piss soon, too. Or she might need to puke into it.” Rachel jumped to her feet and disappeared out of the door. She was back in just thirty seconds, carrying a blue plastic bucket.
“Give it to her.” I commanded, and Rachel set the bucket down next to Sandra’s kneeling body. The McCain Brothers stepped back to watch. “Piss.” I stated simply staring at Sandra.
Sandra could barely stand. She wobbled as she got to her feet, and Frank actually took her arm to steady her. He held her as she went into a squat position over the bucket and began to empty her bladder. There was a loud splashing sound as her urine hit the base of the bucket as the whole room watched.
Meanwhile Frank McCain who had been watching this new ordeal with a grin on his face whilst steadying Sandra by the arm was rock hard again and I smiled to see how Petra fixed on his cock with her gaze as she continued to masturbate. She hated Frank, but I knew she would love to know how that gigantic cock would feel in her pussy. I wondered if she was also fantasizing about it being stuffed up her ass.
Sandra finished using the bucket, and Frank helped her back to her feet. However, he soon pushed her back to her knees as Stan once again pushed his now hardening cock back at her mouth.
“Now you can fucking suck me hard again, bitch.” Stan growled and started to hump his relatively soft cock in and out of Sandra’s mouth. “Come on, piss-whore. Suck me off.” Sandra did as she was told, but was aware of Frank moving behind her, her eyes following him until he disappeared from view.
“Sit down on the floor, Stan.” Frank ordered of his younger brother. “I want this bitch on all fours like the fuck-dog she is. Get down there fuck-bitch.” The whole room knew which hole Frank wanted exposing, yet Sandra knew to pull out now would make no sense. She needed the money and would let this happen. She was resigned to her fate; I could see it in her eyes.
Stan dropped onto his ass, pulling Sandra with him, keeping his now hard cock in her mouth. Taking her head in both hands, he pulled and pushed her mouth and throat over his cock as Frank knelt down behind the woman he was about to open wide. His unnaturally big cock was going to easily be the biggest thing I had ever seen enter an ass, if indeed he was even capable of getting it into Sandra’s puckered hole. I had loosened her earlier and the double anal Stan and Ian had subjected her to would have opened her quite a bit, but this was going to hurt. Hurt a lot.
“Get your cock deep in her throat.” I advised Stan. “You are going to love this.” He followed my advice and just as Frank pushed the bulbous head of his cock hard at Sandra’s sphincter and she started to howl like a stuck pig, Stan’s balls touched her chin.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.” Stan groaned as the pleasure of Sandra’s screams vibrated over his cock. “This is fucking amazing. Fuck her bro. Fuck this tight throated bitch deep in the ass.”
I stood and crossed the room in order to get a better view of Frank’s massive cock slipping millimeter by millimeter into Sandra’s already ravaged butt. I would not have held it for humanly possible, but he was actually pushing deeper and deeper as the woman howled and screamed around Stan’s cock in her throat, and then she passed out.
“Fuck, she’s out, man.” Stan said, still using Sandra’s unconscious head to wank his cock. “Or have you killed her, bro. Maybe we should stop for a while.”
“Shut the fuck up.” Frank growled and forced even more of his massive cock into Sandra’s rectum. I am going to butt-fuck this bitch until I shoot in her ass, and I don’t give a flying fuck if she is awake, unconscious or dead. I am going balls-deep. Now!”
As he shouted the word now, Frank heaved back on Sandra’s hips and thrust brutally forwards into her butthole. I could not believe my eyes as the full length and girth of him disappeared into the woman’s back passage. He did not try to fuck her at first. He simply held it there, letting her still fighting muscles massage his cock deep in her guts.
“Come on, sweetheart.” Frank whispered almost lovingly, then took a swig of beer, the bottle still in his right hand. “Wake up babe. Daddy want’s to hear you scream bitch. It isn’t fun unless I know I’m hurting you.” He added, as he poured the remains of his bottle over Sandra’s scratched, cut and bruised back. Sandra started to stir.
I knew exactly what Frank meant. There are men who drug women and get off on abusing them whilst unconscious. I can fuck a bitch when she is out cold, but I prefer them awake, crying, screaming and suffering. I like to break them. Break their fight and their will, humiliate and hurt them. I had learned that lesson back as a child on that hot August day as Danny, Nico and Joey had abused and let me abuse Patricia. Up until that day, I had never even had sex, and yet my coming of age was complete. We had beaten Patricia, fucked her in every hole, sodomized and double and triple penetrated her, and my future life was decided. I became a hunter. I became Night Hawk.
However, something was changing. I could not quite put my finger on it. As I stood watching these men abuse Sandra, I sensed Petra standing beside me. She had moved over to my side to get a better view and had now fully removed her skirt. As she continued to masturbate, I glanced at Lena, who was not masturbating but who was clearly turned on. Rachel was not. She was looking away and I considered forcing her to come over and watch this massive meat-pole stretching Sandra’s ass beyond imagination, but I did not. Instead, my thoughts went to Simone. Beautiful raven-haired Simone. The most beautiful creature I had ever set eyes on. I had not brought Simone with me today. I said it was because this was just about Lena, but in my heart, I knew that I did not want her even in the same room with these three men. I did not want their eyes to feed their fantasies about what they would want to do to her. Things I had already and still do to her. Nevertheless, I do them to her, no one else.
I suddenly snapped awake from my thoughts as Sandra let out an all too familiar bellow. Deep and guttural.
“Welcome back bitch.” Frank hissed and began slowly pulling his cock out of her ass. Once only the tip locked behind her sphincter, he pulled her back onto his rod and she again cried. A girly, whimpering cry and Frank started to slowly sodomize her with long deep strokes, penetrating her anus to the full.
Ian had not moved in on this new abuse so far. He, like me, was standing with a raging erection apparently fascinated by his brother’s massive dick actually fitting into Sandra’s ass, while Stan continued to fuck her face.
“Jesus, bro.” He finally exclaimed. She must be one fucking loose fuck-whore to get your meat in there.” He finally said taking a swig of his beer. “Any more free space for your not-so-little brother?”
I could not believe what Ian was suggesting. He was genuinely proposing double penetrating Sandra again, but this time with Frank still in her butt. That had to be a no go! Surely, they would not be able to fit that amount of cock into the poor woman.
“Hey, bro.” Frank chuckled. “No idea. Let me check for you my brother. Stan, hold the bitch steady.” He added in a menacing tone. I wondered what he was about to do for a second, but then fully understood as he flipped the now empty beer bottle round to hold it by the neck.
Stan had to hold Sandra tight as she started to buck and flay with her arms. She screamed and cried as Frank pushed the fat end of the bottle into her vagina, stretching the woman beyond imagination, and yet the bottle went in. It amazes me how much a woman can be stretched down there.
“Looks like this bitch could take seven men or five horses, brother.” Frank laughed as he fucked Sandra with the bottle. I prayed it did not break inside her. “Come get it bro.” He laughed, and plopped his cock out of Sandra’s gaping pink asshole. Stan also pulled out of her mouth, allowing Sandra to beg them not to try.
“Please, please don’t.” She cried. It’s too much. There is no way I can take both of you, please…” Stan cut her off with a hard slap to the face.
“Shut the fuck up bitch or I will put mine in there, too. How about three fat cocks in your cunt and ass, bitch.” He goaded her, but my cock twitched at the prospect. Petra, still masturbating with her left hand took hold of my throbbing cock with her right.
“Jesus, Kurt, this is so fucking hot.” She whispered as she began wanking me in time to her own masturbation. “I hope they rip her open, fucking stupid bitch. And I swear, once she is healed up and back to work, I am going to have this dumb bitch eating my cunt every day for the rest of her life.”
“I think you are dreaming of Frank’s fat cock spreading your own holes, boss.” I giggled, and Petra laughed, too.
“If he wasn’t such a fucking twat. I can’t stand him.” She whispered, making sure, only I could hear her. “What woman wouldn’t be curious about how that thing could possibly fit? But as we have seen, it fucking does, even though it even made my eyes water just watching.”
As Petra whispered her dirty fantasies to me and continued to wank us both, Ian had positioned himself on his back beneath Sandra’s bruised and beaten body. Frank had already forced her down onto his brother’s cock, guiding it into her vagina.
“Bend forward, bitch.” Frank growled, forcing Sandra down flat onto Ian’s chest. “Let me get my cock back into that tight shit-hole again.”
“Oh god, please.” Sandra started, but Stan once again forced is cock into her mouth, stifling her objections and begging. He knew the pleasure she was about to give to his cock and wanted it deep in her throat when the screaming started.
“Oh my Jesus fucking Christ.” Petra gasped as Frank forced his glans back into Sandra’s butthole.
I too was surprised at how easily Sandra’s sphincter gave way and sucked the massive head back behind her stretched muscle. Yet still Sandra screamed, clearly in extreme pain as Frank’s massive shaft pushed forward into her bowels. It was amazing that this thin, frail woman could take so much cock into her holes at the same time. Then again, if you think about it, a baby’s head comes out of a woman’s cunt, too. Then again, that baby will not have both its arms up her ass at the same time. I laughed at the image, and Petra’s hand slowed on my cock.
“This isn’t funny, Kurt. It is fucking amazing. God my fucking pussy is so wet; I swear I might just let that fucker fuck me if you don’t.” Petra panted, and I knew she wanted cock. I took her hand off my cock and stepped behind her.
“Where do you want it?” I asked, rubbing my glans up and down between her cunt-flaps.
“Do I fucking sound like I care? Just stick the fucker in me.” She panted and I impaled her cunt with a single thrust. She groaned and pushed back to meet my thrust. I fucked her hard and fast. Full-depth thrusts followed by shallow pumping. She fingered her own clit the whole time I was fucking her, and never took her eyes off Frank, Stan and Ian fucking Sandra in all her holes.
“Rachel, get over here.” I called to Rachel, who immediately stood and followed my orders. “On your knees in front of her. Lick her cunt, help her cum.” I demanded and Rachel sank to her knees in front of her boss. As Rachel separated Petra’s folds to get at her clit with her tongue, I removed my cock from Petra’s cunt and positioned the tip at her tight butthole. She pushed back to meet me, telling me with her body that she wanted me in her ass. I pushed.
“Oh fuck, Kurt!” She exclaimed. “Yes please. Fuck my fucking ass, and you young lady, lick my fucking soaking wet cunt. I want to come in your mouth.” This time she did not whisper, she shouted and Frank looked over to see what we were doing. A broad smile crossed his face.
“Are you sure I can’t help you there, Petra.” He laughed. “I will be done here in about two minutes, and then could get this bad boy into you if you like.”
“Oh God, Kurt! Fuck me harder.” Petra cried, and I knew she was fantasizing about Frank’s massive cock spreading her holes to the maximum. Was I bothered that she was using the image of his cock to get off on mine? Not one bit.
“That’s what you want Petra. Admit it. You want that massive cock to tear your cunt and ass wide open like it has done to Sandra. You want Frank to force that massive piece of fuck-meat up your anus and to butt fuck the living shit out of you. Admit it.”
I was whispering into her ear as I continued to butt-fuck her and she came. With the combined effort of me sodomizing her, Rachel licking her and her own brain imagining Frank forcing his pole into her cunt and ass, she exploded, screaming for God, Jesus and all the saints as she smeared Rachel’s face with her juices. I pulled my cock out of her ass and fed it into Rachel’s mouth.
“Clean me.” I commanded, and Rachel started to suck my cock as Petra continued to shake and shudder with the strongest orgasm I had ever seen her have. She finally managed to step over Rachel’s head and sank to her knees, still watching Frank sodomize Sandra while his brothers fucked her cunt and mouth.
Sandra continued to wail like a hurt dog. No longer screaming she whimpered with each double thrust that were stretching her ass and cunt to the max. Frank was close to coming. Again, he had thrown his head back and closed his eyes. He was about to fill Sandra’s butt with spunk, and he told her so.
“Oh fuck, that’s it, that’s it. I’m fucking coming.” He growled. “I am emptying my fucking nuts inside your filthy fuck-whore butt you dirty fucking cunt.”
“Stan and Ian both piped in with a “fuck, me too.” All three men climaxed more or less in unison, pumping Sandra’s throat, cunt and butt full with almost identical DNA. All three uttering insults and obscenities towards Sandra.
“Swallow it, bitch.” Stan growled ad spat into Sandra’s face. A hard slap clearly stung her, but she swallowed Stan’s seed as he smeared the end of his cock over her face. “You dirty little fucking cock-whore.”
Then, something happened that surprised and shocked me to the core. Raising her head, still on her knees, Petra suddenly shot across the floor on all fours. She came within reach of the three men as they were still emptying their balls into Sandra and made a grasp for Frank’s cock, which was still half way inside Sandra’s butt.
“What the fuck.” Exclaimed Frank as Petra pulled at his cock, trying to free it of the other woman’s ass.
“You filthy fucking bastard.” Petra hissed as she pulled Frank’s still semi-hard cock out of Sandra’s butt and stuffed it into her own mouth. She sucked on it, she licked it, and she slobbered over it like a dog with a bone. Frank just knelt there, watching this woman frantically slobber on his cock. I felt my own cock twitch back to life in Rachel’s mouth. Petra was in a frenzy. I had never seen her like this before.
“Stop.” I said gently to Rachel, and pulled my cock out of her mouth. I urged her to her feet as Petra continued to slobber on Frank’s cock. “Go home Rachel.” I smiled at the girl. “You are done here.” She turned and walked to the door, but before going out she looked over her shoulder and smiled.
“Goodnight, master.” She said and left.
I looked down at Petra who was now sucking on Ian’s cock as drips of sperm plopped from Sandra’s cunt, coating Ian’s belly with cum that Petra hungrily lapped up. She even pushed her face into Sandra’s gaping cunt to lap spunk directly out of her stretched hole. She moved back to Frank’s cock, forcing the massive head into her own mouth. What a fucking beast. Frank was already hard again. Petra was possessed moving from one cock to the other and then back to Sandra’s cunt.
Stan had sat down on a chair and was watching Petra going at his two brothers.
“Jesus fuck, Kurt.” He laughed taking a swig of his beer. “That is some fucking boss you have there.”
“Yes, she is.” I smiled as I walked across to where my boss was still servicing two men with her mouth whilst pausing with her sucking in order to insult therm.
“You filthy fucking bastards.” Petra was growling. “Show me what you can do with those fucking cocks. Still any lead in those pencils boys? How about you put them to use on a real woman?” She was then gagging herself, forcing first one then the other cock into her own throat.
I slowly extracted Sandra from the bodies, taking her hands and guiding her to her feet. She wobbled and almost keeled over, but I got my arm around her shoulder.
“Lena. Come here and help me. Bring her clothes.” I said and sat Sandra on a chair, steadying her until Lena arrived with Sandra’s clothes. “Dress her.” I said and went to gather my own clothes and to get dressed. The deal with the McCain brothers was that they decided when it was over with Sandra, but I figured now they had Petra the deal was still being fulfilled. A few minutes later, Lena and I were leading Sandra out of the door, supporting her as she could not really stand or walk by herself.
As we left the room, Stan had rejoined the fun, and all three brothers were being sucked on and wanked by Petra. “You are going to fuck me with that fucking beast-cock of yours Frank McCain. I want you in my cunt and in my butt. I want you to show me that you know how to use it. You are all going to fucking use my holes until I say I am finished. Now one of you motherfuckers get your motherfucking cunt-licking mouth on my pussy. Get on your fucking back so I can sit on you ugly fucking face. You, Stan, lie down you filthy useless bastard.”
I smiled as I closed the door. On the way out, I grabbed a set of keys to one of the company pool cars in order to drive Sandra home. There was no way I was going on the subway with her in this state. As we walked through the large entrance office, Barney woke and growled.
“Hold her.” I said to Lena and let go of Sandra’s arm. “Come on boy.” I whispered to the dog and unhooked his leash from his collar. Hooking my fingers into his collar, I guided him to Petra’s office, opened the door and pushed him in, closing the door behind him. I was sure Petra would be happy for an additional cock.
“Wasn’t Petra supposed to be coming home with us tonight?” Lena asked as I took hold of Sandra’s arm again.
“Yes.” I replied. “But we can do it another time. For now, we should take this mess with us so you and Simone can make sure she is ok. I am worried Frank may have torn some shit.”
“Yes, master.” Lena whispered, and we made our way to the company carpark.
A few moments later in the car as I drove, with Lena in the passenger seat and with Sandra curled on the back seat, Lena asked me a strange question.
“Master, are there cameras in Petra’s office?” She asked.
“Of course there are, Lena.” I replied with a smile.
“May I watch what they do to her on the recordings, tomorrow?” Lena asked, and I could tell she was still feeling horny.
“Yes, Lena. You may.” I answered. “Are you frustrated right now, fuck-toy?” I then asked.
“Yes, master.” She simply replied.
“Good.” I stated, and let her suffer. This too, was part of the plan.
As we stepped into the night air, Sandra began to sob uncontrollably. Her chest heaved and tears rolled down her face, mixing with the snot dripping from her nose. Her throat was clearly damaged somewhat from being fucked so many times; especially from Frank’s beast of a cock. Her voice was scratchy and frail as she spoke.
“I hurt so badly.” She sobbed. “Those fucking bastards have torn me apart.”
“Look, just be glad they didn’t finish by giving you to their dog. I have heard stories that they often do that. Watch and take pictures of the dog fucking women they have already fucked. People say they especially like to force girls into sucking the dog’s cock. Actually, I was sure they would bring Barney into the game at some point. Although, compared to the fucking meat-poles you had already taken, his cock would have seemed like nothing.” I laughed.
“That is disgusting.” Sandra croaked. “I would have refused.”
“I think we were past the point of agreeing or refusing, Sandra. And that would have been a lot of money you would be throwing away.” I stated flatly, as we finally entered the company carpark.
“Kurt, they are going to beat me, fuck me and abuse me like that at least once a year?” She said her tone indicating it was a question.
“Yes.” I said.
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