Let’s Shake On It

“Well, I feel we should make an agreement to keep your 18 year old girl loosed up as best we can. We’re all here to help loosen her up into the perfect little fuck whore, after all. What do you say?”

Her father pauses for a moment, then has an idea pass through his mind.

“You’ve got a deal. Let’s shake on it,” he says as he grabs her by the back of the head and stuffs his arm deep down her throat. She gags horribly, grabbing at his forearm. Tears well in her eyes as they roll back in her head. She flails wildly as he pushes deeper and deeper, watch the bulge of his fist travel down her throat, down past her collarbone.

The other men get the idea, and grab her flailing limbs to hold her down. The man slowly and tortuously begins to **** his hand into her destroyed ass, gaped and yet still tight due to her petite stature. She would scream if she had any air passing through her, but her airway was stuffed tight with her father’s muscular forearm, down to the bicep.

The man’s fist rose deeper into her tight, fit frame, emitting a bulge from her soft, slim stomach. He hit an angle where he met some resistance, but chose to ignore it completely, instead deciding to **** his way deeper. He had to wiggle his fingers around to really work his arm up into her. He kept pushing deeper and deeper, until the bulge met her ribcage and his arm was past the elbow.

Her violent shaking began to slow into occasional twitches against the grip of the men holding her down, her face turning from red to blue. Her father and the other man then used as much strength as they could muster as they **** their hands to meet and grip somewhere deep inside of her, then proceeding to firmly and violently shake hands, before ripping their arms out of her now **** body.

“I think this is the beginning of a great partnership, and this is just the beginning.”