Escape.

The need was undeniable, uncontrollable. Like a heat fueled fever the **** coursed through her veins lighting her body on fire. For the moment all thought of escape was lost as Max was unable to think of anything but the way the man?s cock felt against her tongue as she greedily sucked on him.

Frank pulled away from her leaving her gasping ,her eyes still shut and her mouth open ready for more. She barely noticed them untying her leg and freeing her arm. Too caught up in the moment as they rolled her over onto her stomach, too lost in the feeling of hard cock teasing her, rubbing up and down between the cheeks of her ass.

Max moaned, her face buried in the dirty pillows, arching her back, she offered herself to him. She wasn't sure which one of them was behind her, she didn't really care, but whoever it was didn't waste any time. With one hard long thrust he burred himself into her aching body. Her pussy clamped around him, her eyes rolled back as the feeling overwhelmed her senses. She cried out and pushed back against him.

She wanted to beg him for more, to tell him to never stop but whatever dignity the **** had left her kept her from speaking; instead she sobbed another moan into the pillow and arched her hips up for him. They?re bodies slapped together as he pounded into her, the bed shook, squeaking with every thrust.

"Ohgod," Max moaned, her climax coming as hard and fast as the cock slamming into her. Her hands grasping the pillow she had buried her face in she tried to hold back another moan. Frank grunted the feeling of her pussy quivering around his cock bringing him close. Leaning down he braced himself, his arms holding onto the headboard he pushed himself harder wanting nothing more to hear his little sex toy cry out in pleasure again. Max could do barely more than hold on and wince as he emptied himself into her.

"You love that don't you," Frank grunted out, his breathing heavy he leaned forward and looked down at Max's bare back. He couldn't help but smile, she was the hottest thing he had ever had fucked, and it was only going to get better from here.

Maybe it was his insulting tone, maybe it was just her orgasm bringing her down from her **** filled high but for a moment Max's head felt clear and the twitching cock that was buried her pussy didn't turn her on but disgusted her. She wasn't going to let the rare moment of clarity escape her.

The handcuffs that once bound her to the bed laid unused just inches from her. Before Frank had even realized what was going on she had cuffed him to the bed and rolled out from under him. Adam, who had been watching from the chair across the room, was equally surprised, and was barely able to make a grunt before Max bull rushed him into the wall. Leaving the drywall cracked and Adam hunched over, coughing in pain.

It was only a few seconds, a mere blink of an eye but Max had been able to overpower both men grab whatever clothes she could rich and sprint out of the room.

"Get back here!" Frank yelled, "Adam you shit, get these cuffs of me," the cries of the two men making it to Max's ears just before she found the nearest exit.