She stretches, arching her back cat-like and crawls to edge of her
sleeping pallet. She recognizes the aches and pains from the vigorous
tasks of last day and merely smiles.
She crosses to the door and enters the washroom. She sets the timer to
5 minutes, this is all the personal care time she is allowed. She
turns on the shower and squats backwards over the toilet while the
water warms up.
She emerges from the bathroom rubbing herself with the harsh towel,
steam billowing out around her. She hangs her damp towel after drying
her waist length hair.
The men are awake she can hear them in the kitchen. Excitement
quickens her pulse and she hurrys to join them.
There are four of them ranged about the table and she trembles
slightly as she stands to the side and attempts to be invisible. She
is not permitted speech, everyday she starts with only two rights, one
is the shower and the other is to rise and join them.
The sandy haired man is watching her and she blushes, last night his
hands were so rough on her that today she has purpling finger and hand
prints. She was thrilled that he wanted her so much.
He gestures and she glides forward to him. He gestures to the table
and she starts to turn to face it when he grabs her, rising so quickly
from his chair that it tumbles over.
She squeaks, his hand has tangled in her hair and is pulling her so
she is forced to lay back on the table. She struggles against it but
the others join in and there are to many hands pulling her down now.
Her arousal is obvious in her erect nipples and the blush that has
risen on her chest. Her heart is fluttering wildly and she is scared
but hungry for what ever the men have planned.
Sandy is telling the others to hold me down. He pinches her nipples
and she crys out in agony and ecstasy. He slaps her tits around and
leans down to bite her nipples as he squeezes her tits. The
stimulation of her breasts overwhelms her and she teeters on the edge
of orgasm. Whimpering and bucking her hips she feels his hand slide
down her tummy and to her sopping wet labia. His thumb and forefinger
find her throbbing, swollen clit and as her bites down harder he
pinches her clit.
Her orgasm rages through her like wildfire. She is crying out at the intensity.
He releases her nipple and walks around to stand between her legs.
Looking down at her cum drenched pussy, she is blushing wildly and
being so exposed, why is it so hard for her to accept when others give
her pleasure instead of just pain?
She squirms against the hands holding her as he grabs her inner lips
and pulls the wide open. Oh her pink depths are bright red and
glistening in greedy desire. He comments to the rest of the men that
he will need lube and a bottle of it is produced.
She doesn't understand how she couldn't be wet enough for anything he
could do to her. When she sees him slipping on a latex glove and
lubing all the way to his wrist.
Panic starts thrashing wildly inside her. He is going to put his huge
fist inside her! No no no she doesn't want this it will tear her in
half! The hands hold her firmer and she feels his gloved fingers start
pressing inside.
Two fingers inside and stretching and fucking her eager hole. Her face
is flaming in a blush as she realizes how she wants this.
Four fingers now, she is gaping and pleading and struggling against
tears. Her pussy is so full and so stretched. The other men start
rubbing her arms and legs to get her to relax a bit.
His hand is hearly inside now and her opening to her vagina is
stretched taunt. She is gasping in great breaths of air and trying to
relax, knowing he means to have her whether she wants it or not.
Her orgasm is building and his fist pops inside her and she screams.
Her entire body writhing as her passion uncoils and spreads to every
cell. Fire rages through her mind as he rocks his fist inside her and
uses his thumb knuckle to press her g-spot. She screams incoherently
and her cums gushes and squirts. Her pussy is squeezing his fist and
he holds his hand inside her.
As her orgasm subsides his fingers are back at her clit, pinching it
hard and suddenly the blue eyed man to her right growls and attacks
her nipples with her teeth violently.
She squeals and twists and is completely helpless, there on the table,
spread eagle.
Ripped apart by an insistent fist and that is beating her from the
inside out. Clit torn at and breasts devoured.
Orgasms flow through her in an unending river of bliss. She becomes
her pleasure and wanders lost among the sparkles of lust that bind her
more fast than any rope could.
*side note, mobile blogging is a complete pain in the butt especially
when using a mini keyboard. Hopefully my internet is fixed tonight!*
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