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Chapter 27 by supman supman

What do the Steelheads do?

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The three Steelheads stared at her. One of them half kneeling on top of Smitts who had been knocked ****. The way the so called 'Boss' was looking at her was beginning to make her uneasy. There was a deeper level of scrutiny then she would have expected coming from a man that just wanted a piece of ass to fuck.

“Strip.” The boss said. Maybe he was just a pervert looking for a quick screw after all.

Max knew it was coming but her heart still skipped a beat when she heard the words spoken out loud.

Slowly Max began to disrobe. First she peeled her nearly skin tight shirt over her head, she dropped her bra down in front of her before sliding the pants off her long smooth legs.

Completely naked Max looked up at the ceiling her arms crossing over her breasts while she tried to angle herself so they couldn't get a good look at her. She didn't know why she bothered knowing full well what she was about to let them do to her.

The Boss looked back at Smitts, confident his only leverage against Max was under control he moved to Max, grinning as he ran his hands down her sides.

“You made quiet an impression on me today,” he whispered. “Did you really think I'd just let you go​?”

Max shuddered against his touch.

He leaned in closer his hands sliding between her legs. His grin growing wider when he felt how wet she was. Unceremoniously he led Max over to the sofa and roughly bent her over the arm rest. Her legs spread slightly and her ass arched up.

Max bit her lip and waited for it. There was no foreplay, he thrust into her with no warning, impaling his long hard cock deep inside her. They both cried out. Max hissed a pleasure filled moan through her clenched teeth as he began to fuck her.

His thrusts were long and quick, as he stabbed himself into her making Max moan. She clung to the sofa's cushions holding tightly as her body lurched forward with every powerful thrust.

He was angry and wanted to punish her for embarrassing him two times that day., He used his cock as if it was a weapon as he roughly ravished her from behind. One hand he pawed at her ass squeezing the firm mount of flesh of her cheek and with the other he pulled on her hair.

It was fast, hard and painful. Max cried out moaning in pleasure, gasping for breathe as his hips slapped against her, she had never been one to shy away from pain, it wouldn't have been a lie to say she liked it rough and the Steelhead wasn't holding back.

His two lackeys watched on as he fucked her hard and harder until he grunted out and held still. Max froze as she felt his cock twitch and throb inside her.

“That was for this morning.” the Boss grunted.

As quickly as it had begun it was over. Max lay panting, her ass still arched in the air as the Steelhead pulled out from her. If he had lasted any longer she would have came that was for sure, the tingle of near orgasm still lingered and she stayed still, half hoping he would somehow continue or one of the other Steelheads would take his place.

Instead the Steelhead leader pulled on her hands and began to wrap them with something.

Max went to stop him when she was warned not too. The threat of **** against the innocent man keeping her in place.

Not wanting to repeat the ass kicking they had received twice already he tied her hands behind her back. Then dragged her up to a sitting position. He nodded to one of the other Steelheads.

Max watched as he approached, he pulled at the large bulge in his pants and he came up to her. His zipper slid down and his hard cock came out.

“Now,” The boss began, Max's attention left the cock and back to the largest Steelhead. “You're going to tell me how a little thing like you managed out power three men twice your size.”

Max's eyes narrowed. She smiled, “I eat a lot of vegetables.”

The smaller Steelhead grabbed her head twisting it back towards him and pushed her cock against her mouth. Max protest before finally letting him slid past her lips. Her cheek bulged as he pressed the head of his cock hard against it. His hands tangling in her hair, forcing her to move her head over him.

Max looked up watching as he groaned his eyes rolling back as she sucked on him, his cock sliding over her tongue deeper into her throat. He pulled free and Max coughed, saliva running over her lips onto her chin.

“You have a choice to make,” the Boss told her. “We can take you back and you can be the fuck toy for every Steelhead in this city. Or you can tell me how you are so fucking strong.”

What does Max do?

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