He fucks Syd up the ass

Wesson let them continue for another couple of moments, enjoying the silky feel of the two gorgeous detective’s mouths around his balls. Syd Burnett and Nancy McKenna sucking his testicles like his own obedient bitches… he couldn’t think of a more sexually gratifying moment in his life. Lifting his head, he looked around and saw the sheer support of his men, boosting his own ego. When he had arrived, his local partners had set him up with his own mansion here, eager to keep him happy as despite all his momentary setbacks he was still a very powerful man. When he had demanded a large **** of manpower to surround him, they had obliged, giving him a sizable team of hitmen and staff to cater his every need and re-build his empire from the ground up.

It was another thing, however, to get the respect of the foot soldiers. While the higher-ups knew who he was and what he was capable of, treating him with the respect he had earned through years of hard work, the lower-level grunts saw a small, geeky looking American, a bookworm. Someone each of them could snap in half with one hand if their bosses allowed it.

It had not taken Wesson long, however, to change the narrative. One part of it was toughness. He had instilled the appropriate amount of fear in his men through strict punishment of insubordination. Soon, his new men knew better than to underestimate him, and their condescension disappeared within days when they realized that he was not to be fucked with.

The other, more important part: he made them live like kings. He had managed to put away enough money before the collapse of his American syndicate, to have everyone live large around here as long and as often as he pleased and each and every tough guy on his staff grew to love him when they ate high-end meals, drank delicious booze and fucked top-shelf sluts on a regular. He had bought their affection, but he had it now and having twenty big, strong men cheer him on as he humiliated his biggest adversaries really gave him a thrill that was worth it.

Boosted by their support, he decided to move things along, give his men another show. McKenna cried out in pain when he roughly twisted his hand in her hair, causing her to spit out his drool-covered nut and the men laughed as he pulled her up to her feet, keeping the pressure on her scalp. She was a tad taller than him, but that didn’t matter now as he held her face close to his and looked her deep in the eyes, loving what he saw. The will to fight was still there, somewhere, but the resolve wasn’t. Her vision was blurred with tears as she stared back at him, more afraid than furious now and when he leaned in and kissed her hard, she only moaned, but didn’t fight. Instead, she let his tongue chase hers, dominate her, while her partner and friend still sucked his balls.

“Always knew you were a tasty whore, Detective!” Wesson hissed at her when he finally broke the kiss, leaving her quite breathless. “Now I want you to go on all fours on the lounger. Show me and the boys that ass of yours. And make it pretty! Arch your back, I want to see that cunt and asshole!”

He let go of her hair and Nancy whimpered, giving him a pleading look. He could have just manhandled her over, but it was more fun to have her participate. To act on it all herself, have the smart cop be his obedient slut. The sheer humiliation on her face was delicious as she complied with his order and crawled onto the lounger, showered by hoots and cat-calls from the audience. Wesson watched with a grin as she lowered her head in shame, but complied to his demands to a tee, pushing her butt out to let that beautiful, smooth pussy bulge out between her thighs.

“Very nice!” he nodded, appreciating the sheer perfection that was McKenna’s butt. Firm and athletic, yet well-rounded and visibly soft, it was pretty much flawless and he had spent more than a little time thinking about it.

Detective Burnett sobbed like the pathetic mess she was when he pulled her away from his balls and dragged her to her feet as well. He gave her tear-streaked face an amused look, briefly wondering what the customs officers had done to the tough woman he had known to make this blubbering bimbo out of her, but he decided that it didn’t matter for now. “You are bisexual, aren’t you?” he asked her, recalling a dossier he had had his private eyes put together back when the two women had first shown up on his radar. According to that, the Detective went through a slew of rapidly switching partners of both sexes, with hardly anyone ever returning to her bed for a second performance.

Syd nodded, then cried out as she was turned around by her hair and he made her look at her partner, who was kneeling in doggy-position on the lounger in front of her.

“Well, what do you think of your partner’s ass? Did you ever want to… you know… get in there?”

Her lip wobbled as she took in the sight of the Latina in front of her, who didn’t move a muscle. Of course, Nancy was beautiful all around and legitimately sported one of the best butts she had ever seen, but she was also her best friend! While she had seen her naked in the communal showers at the precinct’s gym numerous times and recalled those memories in some weak moments when she was alone at home, she had never dreamed of acting on those desires. It wasn’t in the nature of their relationship.

“Can’t see enough?” she had Wesson’s cruel voice in her ear before he addressed Nancy. “Yo, McKenna! Burnett over here needs a better view. So be a good whore and spread your cheeks for us so we can all have a good look at your asshole and can hear what Burnett thinks!”

Both women sobbed loudly at his words, but the fight was gone from them. Nancy’s petite body shivered as she lowered her head to the lounger for balance, then reached back with both hands to pull her buttocks wide apart, presenting Syd, Wesson and twenty horny men with the puckered iris of her asshole. The tiny, light-brown sphincter clenched under their collected gaze, shy under all the attention.

“There it is!” Wesson whispered. “Beautiful, isn’t it? So small and tight…”

“Y… yes!” Syd sniveled, giving in before things could turn even worse, “It’s… it’s b-beautiful!”

As the surrounding men erupted in cheers, the two women bawled with humiliation, tears now streaming from their eyes.

Wesson snickered, loving every second of this ****. “Well, Burnett, today is your lucky day!” he hissed, and shoved her forward towards the lounger, “Go ahead and give it a nice, big kiss!”

Syd staggered forwards and caught her footing before she looked back with a pleading look, but realized right away that it was hopeless. Shuddering with degradation she faced her partner and slowly bent down, watching as Nancy was completely frozen stiff. Placing her hands gently on either of her buttocks, the black detective slowly lowered her face. Bending over resulted in her pushing her butt out in a similar way to Nancy and the men behind her whistled, letting her know it, but she hardly cared as she stared at the tight, wrinkled opening of Nancy’s ass.

“Ohgooood…” Nancy moaned with humiliation as her partners full, soft lips pressed against her backdoor. It was a soft, almost loving kiss and the pure, physical sensation was surprisingly nice, but the sheer degradation of haven a crowd of men watch and cheer was just overloading. Her face was deep red as Syd continued the kiss.

“Very good! That’s a good bitch!” Wesson smirked, stepping up behind the black detective and grabbing her firmly by the hair again. Instead of pulling her back up however, he pushed her deeper. “Use a little tongue, too! Come on, this is your chance! I know you can do this!”

To his satisfaction, he saw Syd jumping to comply. A visible shudder ran through Nancy as her asshole was licked, Syd’s talented, nimble tongue flickering over it, teasing it around the rim. She had rimmed people before, women and men, finding that more often than not they responded quite positively to a tongue in their ass. Despite her obvious peril, Nancy’s first reactions were promising too. While she clenched up and jumped immediately, it took only a few seconds of gentle, careful stimulation for her to draw out the first, **** moan.

As she gave her less experienced partner pleasure, Wesson’s movements behind her told her that she was likely in for a much rougher experience. Her suspicions were proven correct when the crime lord roughly kicked the inside of her ankles, pushing her feet apart to a shoulder-wide stance as he took position behind her. She mumbled something into Nancy’s ass, but didn’t even break the kiss she was giving it for a second when she felt Wesson’s thick cock nuzzle up between her ass-cheeks, quickly finding her own dark brown butthole. Closing her eyes, Syd Burnett resigned herself to her fate.

“MmwwwwaAAAARGH!”

It didn’t matter that she was tough. It didn’t matter that she actually liked anal sex, the primal nature of it. It didn’t matter that she had sensed what was coming. When Wesson’s fat cock pushed forward and the thick, round head **** its way into her ass and stretched her sphincter wide in the process, Syd cried out in pain. She heard Nancy cry in the distance, she heard the noise of the men, but it all didn’t matter at the hard, sharp pain she felt as her anus was **** open to allow merciless penetration. She wanted to cry out again, but Wesson cruelly shoved her face back into Nancy’s butt, muffling her as he tunneled deeper.

“Be nice to your friend, Burnett! She wants her slutty asshole licked!” Wesson hissed through clenched teeth. It hurt him too. Syd’s booty was tight and hot, gripping him like a firm fist and all he had for lubrication was the two Detective’s combined spit. But he knew that while it hurt for him, it was excruciating for Burnett. Adding to that was the satisfaction of sodomizing the stunning black woman who had chased him out of the country, paying her back for what she had done to him. It motivated him to push deeper.

“Lick her fucking ass, Burnett or I swear to god…” he threatened, shoving her face back between Nancy’s cheeks as Syd had once again lost focus. Both women were crying profusely now as what was going on had to be close to their own, personal versions of hell.

“Pl-please, Wesson, st-stop this!” Nancy wailed, feeling her friend getting rocked by his thrusts and able to fill in the blanks as Syd desperately tried to satisfy his demands, licking and lapping the Latina’s rear entrance.

He just smirked. “Tell me you’re a slut, Nancy!” he ordered, his groin beginning to smack against Syd’s firm butt with every thrust as his cock shunted in deep. “Tell me you are a worthless cock socket!”

“I am! I’m a… a s-slut! A worth… less co-hock socket!” the former elite soldier cried, all pride forgotten. Hearing Syd’s muffled grunts and cries of pain as her face was repeatedly shoved into her ass, she would do anything to stop it.

Meanwhile, experience took over for Syd. She had had enough anal sex to know how to enjoy it and get the best out of it, so she relaxed. She allowed Wesson to have her, stopping herself from clenching down and the pain gradually ebbed away as she herself managed to relax.

All this didn’t escape his attention either. Leaning over her, never missing a beat of anal violation, he hissed into her ear. “That’s it, you pretty bitch! Just relax and submit to me! Be my little whore!” He heard her moan in response and added a smack to her butt for good measure. “Now shove that slutty tongue of yours up your friend’s ass, understood?”

Nancy could hear him talking, but over the cheers of the surrounding men she couldn’t make out what he was saying to Syd and she was utterly caught off guard when her partner changed tact. Switching from kissing her ass and licking around the rim, she felt Syd’s hot, wet tongue suddenly pressed against her sphincter. Her eyes widened as the tip managed to worm its way in, stretching her asshole open.

“Ohmygod!” Nancy cried in horrified shock as her butthole was penetrated by Syd, her ring muscle sufficiently relaxed by the previous rimjob to allow her to **** her way in and stretch Nancy open, a weird, wet, yet somehow pleasant sensation in the most humiliating way. Her eyes and mouth went wide as she was tongue-fucked up the ass for the first time, by Syd of all people, much to the amusement of some of Wesson’s men who had circled around for a better view of her face in all this.

“Good little cunt!” Wesson expressed his approval by placing another spank on Syd’s brown buttock, making the woman grunt as she eagerly continued to violate her partner, anything to satisfy the crime lord who held her fate in his hands. To show her submission even further, she reached back with one hand and spread her buttocks apart to show him how her dark brown asshole was tightly wrapped around his thick, white cock.

The act elicited some more hoots and amusement all around and Wesson smirked, loving it all. Syd and Nancy were really reduced to being the most pathetic bitches he could have ever imagined. It was glorious!