Aurelie is face-fucked senseless

Chained to the oar and to the bench, Aurelie had no way to push her rapists away and the jaw-spreader ensure she could neither bite nor close her mouth. She was thus totally **** to the brutal **** of her mouth and throat. The whipmaster and his assistants did not care for her. They fucked her mouth as most men would never even think of fucking a woman's vagina. They held her head tight with their fingers grasping her hair, close to her scalp and then shoved their cock as far as they could, which meant all the way. Their cocks were filthy, sweaty, smeared with the juices of other slaves and their own rancid sperm. They never washed them, except in **** saliva.

When the redhead first had seen the whipmaster's dick approaching her face, she had felt a heave of disgust at its sight and smell. She had tried to turn her head away but he had had strong grip on her hair so that she had felt the big, dark red cock-head push past her wide-parted teeth. Its taste had been even worse than its smell. The first thrust had only reached the back of her mouth but already it had been enough to make her retch. The next thrust went beyond and by the third the brute had shoved his manhood all the way to the back of her throat. Her nose had been lost in the thick, rough, curly bush of his mound and his greasy, hair testicles had rested on her chin. She could see nothing but his pot-belly, an inch from her face while she gagged and retched, her throat painfully stretched by the thick fleshy intruder. She had been unable to breathe even through her nose, whose nostrils flared in a **** attempt at sucking a trickle of air. Her eyes had bulged, filled with tears. He had remained inside her throat like that for a long time while her face turned darker and his cock grew even bigger inside her.

When he had finally pulled out, his cock had been followed by a torrent of bile and mucus, emitted with a horrible gurgling sound. The vile liquid had poured down her chin. Before she had been able to take a full breath, he had shoved his dick back to its hilt.

From then on, Aurelie had lost the notion of time. Instead of remaining deep inside her, which might have caused her to pass out, the whipmaster had begun to fuck her face at a frantic speed. Each thrust banged his cock against the back of her throat and her nose against his pubic bone, while his balls slapped against her chin. Each pull seemed to pump more mucus out of her throat. She was retching, gagging, coughing. She was constantly on the verge of asphyxia and kept disoriented by the brutal fucking. At one point the whipmaster had grown tired of thrusting his hips back and forth and had switched to move Aurelie's head instead. This quickly had the effect of making her head ache and make the world spin around her.

When he had ejaculated in her throat she had thought she would faint from the lack of oxygen. She could feel the big cock spasming and jerking inside her, like a huge worm. The sperm had gone everywhere, down to her stomach, into her trachea, causing a lot more of coughing and up her nose. When at last he had pulled off, she had been totally drained, nauseous, thick ropes of mucus and cum dangling from her gaping mouth and her flaring nostrils, coughing and hiccuping uncontrollably while her belly heaved and caved in.

She had no time really to recover before another cock, as filthy as the first, had invaded her and repeated the ****. It left her even more exhausted and sick than the first and was followed by the third man who continued the same torments. By now she was totally limp. She would have collapsed had the man not held her by her hair. Not that it mattered. Her mouth was as good to him whether she was conscious or not.

At last her ordeal came to an end as the burly man cam abundantly in her mouth and all over her face and into her hair. He shook her head a couple of times by her hair and dropped it. She landed on her oar with a thud. She not totally **** but very dazzled and breathing with difficulty through her cum-encumbered trachea. A lot of sperm had landed in her eyes, making everything blurry around her. The stench of sperm floated around her, tenacious, nauseating. She had the impression she had been filled of it, that her entire skull was awash in sperm and she did not know if she could muster enough strength to row again.