Max wakes up in an unkown location and gets fucked.

Max’ ass landed with a thud on an old, creaky table. The jolt was more than enough to wake her from her **** induced slumber. She moaned out into the thick black bag they had shoved over her head to hide their numbers and where they had been going. Apart from the bag and the heavy ropes binding her arms she was still completely naked.

“Last chance,” the Steelhead she had come to think of as the boss called out.

Max twisted as she felt someone's hands come up her stomach cupping her breasts. The black hood was pulled off her head. Max squinted as her eyes adjusted, her pupils contracted, blocking out the light of her surroundings.

The room felt large, but she was in a curtained off area the size of a large bedroom, the walls were little more than sheets strung across four wooden posts to create makeshift walls. Beyond the sheets she could hear more people, the deep voices and heavy footsteps of men. Fortunity for now they seemed unconcerned with what was happening to her. The only things in the jerry-built room were two rusted steel drums and the old wooden table she was laid spread out on. The ceiling above her was high, at least two stories. An abandoned warehouse, maybe a hollowed out house, she couldn’t be sure.

Between her legs the boss stood, his hands resting on her hips as he stared down at his prize. Max lifted her head up slightly rising off the table to look down between her legs, his cock was already out of his pants and rock hard, she bit her lip then looked up at him.

"I'm going to fuck you." the boss declared, and began to rub the head of his cock against her moist slit. "Nothing you do is going to change that."

Max moaned as he teased her clit with his hard member before sliding it down and pushing against her. Unlike before he was gentle, teasing this out as he **** the first inch of himself into her wanton body. She let her head fall back and stared up at the ceiling. Another inch. Max's cunt clenched around him and she whimpered in pleasure, her stomach muscles tensing as she sucked in a deep breath.

The boss leaned forward letting more of his cock push into her aching cunt. Bending down he grabbed one breast in his hand another in his mouth as he thrust himself fully inside her.

"Ohh," Max cried out, her back arching off the table. He pulled out and her body resisted, clamping down tightly around his thick member.

"Fuck me…" Max moaned deeply as he drove back into her and his tongue thrashed over her overly sensitive nipple.

"After I'm done, my men will have you." the boss pulled away slightly, his hips still grinding against her own. Max's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she gasped with every thrust. She wanted him to shut up, shut up and fuck her. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and **** him deeper inside her. "Nothing you do will change that."

He wrapped one hand around her throat, lightly holding her as he sped up, grunting. Max saw stars, spasms of pleasure coursed through her. Her back ached and her ass burned as it rubbed back and forth over the table they had thrown her on. Over and over he drove into her, she cried out in begging for more, her pouty cock sucking lips sucked in heap fulls of breath and she kept her eyes tightly closed.

It came fast and hard and she did everything she could to stop herself from screaming. The throaty, lustful moan that escaped her lips was probably worse, more enticing that a scream would have been to the countless men that must have heard it but at that moment she didn’t care.

Her chest rose and fell in rapid succession, her skin glowing with the light sheen of sweat that seemed to attract all the dust in the air. The boss slowed as Max continued to moan and shake below him.

"What happens next is up to you Max Guevara" he pulled out of her and Max couldn't stop herself from moaning in protest. He walked around the table; Max didn't put up a fight as he turned her head to the side and offered his cock to her mouth.

She took between her lips without hesitation, shuddering in disgusting pleasure as she tasted herself on him. Her tongue pushed against his glands as he began slowly rocking back and forth while she did the best to suckle on him.

"We will use you," the boss groaned, "in every way imaginable. and when we tire of you we will break you and put to work on the street." he grabbed her head and held it still as he **** himself down her throat stopping when he felt her gag and her eyes go wide.

He pulled out and Max gasped and looked up at him. "You don't want that." he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips and began to stroke himself off; Max watched as the cock throbbed in his hand, his abs tightened and he let out a grunt. She closed her eyes before the first splash of cum spurted across her face, leaving a streak of thick white running along her lips and across her cheek, another went up her face, trailing her nose and onto her forehead.

Finally he pushed against her lips, forcing his cock back into her mouth as he deposited the last of his seed into her tongue. Bitter, warm and wet, Max thought as he pulled away, she opened her mouth, his cum coating her tongue and swirling in her cheeks before she quietly spit it up leaving it drooping down the corner of her lip.

The boss took a moment to find his composure. "All you need to do is tell me how you are so strong and you'll walk away from this by tomorrow. This can all be nothing but a bad dream."