Scorpions.

“Sting her with scorpions until she begs for you to stop,” Mark said.

I moaned at his words as Donald grabbed a fist full of my hair. “Are you ready?” he asked as he dragged me to my feet and started to drag me across the room.

“Please, please, Donald, please, let your scorpions sting me,” I begged him. “Let them sting me while you breed me.”

Sharna smiled, “This is going to e so hot. Mark, you should hold out. Her tits are going to be so hot and swollen. They will feel great around your cock.”

I shuddered at the thought. “Please, Mark, fuck my swollen tits, fuck my tits after the scorpions have stung me after they have brutalised me.”

Mark shuddered in Sharna’s grip, and I saw her tighten her grip as Donald dragged me over to a small tank. “You can’t cum yet, Mark,” she teased him.

Donald held me by the hair as he opened a small plastic tank. “You should hold her while I set it up,” he told Mark.

Mark kissed Sharna before stepping over to me. He held me in place as I watched Donald slide a glove onto his hand. He pulled the scorpions out one by one, putting them into a shallow glass container.

“Are you sure?” Mark asked me.

I turned my head in his grip, the strain on my scalp, “Let him, please.”

The glass container was rectangular. I don’t know why that stuck out to me. It was about a foot long and half that wide. After four or so scorpions were dropped into the glass container, Donald looked towards Mark. “Bring her.”

Mark dragged me towards him, and as he did, I noticed Sharna fucking herself with a dildo. “God, this is hot.”

“You know I’m not going to call a stop to them, right?” I asked Mark.

He nodded, and Donald groaned, “Damn, that’s hot.”

Mark pulled me over to the table where the glass stand was. He dragged me around one side and pulled me roughly down. My head hung over one side, my arse on the other. My tits pressed against the bottom of the glass container, and I felt the scorpions moving under my bust.

“Fuck me, Donald, and Mark, stop me from screaming,” I begged.

Mark wasted no time in presenting his cock to me. I knew he liked teeth, so I wasn’t too concerned. As I sucked him into my mouth, I felt the first sting. The spine penetrated my skin, it hurt, and a moment later, it became a burn. I groaned onto Mark’s cock as I felt Donald grab my hips and push his cock into me.

The second sting came to my other breast, right atop my nipple, and I grit my teeth. Mark shuddered, and I felt him cum as I bit his cock. The burning intensified with each sting, the first four or five I could tell apart, but after that, it just grew.

I felt sharp cuts on my skin as I pushed myself down onto the container, the sides of the glass biting into my flesh. I moaned as Donald fucked me. I wanted to beg him to breed me, but Mark hadn’t gone down.

My tits were hot, they throbbed, and pain radiated out from my breasts up and down my body. I felt it was difficult to breathe as Donald pushed himself deeper, and I felt his balls against my arse.

The stinging continued, and I started to shake. At first, I thought it was an orgasm. Then I felt my whole body shaking. It was a painful wrack that ran through my body as I shook and seized. Mark pulled out of my mouth with an exclamation of pain. “Fuck, she’s tight,” Donald said as Mark stepped away.

I let out a groan of exhalation as Donald continued to fuck me. The table shook with our motions, the glass container shaking. As the shaking continued, the scorpions became more aggressive. The stings came more frequently, and that was the last I remembered.