They try the other side

The two men chat with to each other as they brutalize your mouth. It becomes clear John still wants to fuck you in the ass, so they begin flipping you over by rolling your tied up body like a barrel. You end up with your bare butt wriggling helplessly in the air, wrists still bound tightly to your ankles, laying on your crushed tits and staring off the table at your father's shoes.

He grabs your ponytail and pulls your head unnaturally far back, as far as it can go, sliding his cock back down your throat to stop your complaints as they start. He begins roughly tying knots of twine in your ponytail to connect it to the rest of the bindings around you while gently fucking your face to hold you in the uncomfortable position, so he can use both hands. He stands back as he finishes, releasing your head and watching it stay firmly in place as though he never let go. Movement of your neck in any direction except further back pulls and tears at your hair.

You try to look up at your father pitifully to gain sympathy but can't see up past his torso from your craned position. You plead with him anyway, begging to just keep blowing John, who is now behind you, tentatively inserting fingers into your well exposed asshole.

"Shhh... sweetie don't worry. He'll still feed you his dose when he's done." You father coos at you as he slides his cock back into your mouth mid sentence. You can see a strange shiny metal ring with two thin straps around the base of his penis for just a second as he works his way down your throat again. As he comes to a rest near the hilt, your father pushes the ring into your mouth and behind your teeth before securing the straps firmly around the back of your head.

"Perfect!" He declares, pulling out of your mouth and away from you again. Your mouth remains held open at near the limit of your jaw. Any attempt at complaint turns into garbled nonsense and drool through the ring gag as you flap your tongue uselessly about your mouth; the only motion still available to you.

Your father seems to stop regarding you as human, if he ever did, as he tests the ring's fit by taking long strokes down your throat, pulling out of your mouth entirely, then stepping back into each cruel nose crushing thrust. You don't think John could even fit through the gag with his tremendous size, but he seems to have different plans anyway, as he begins roughly pressing his giant cock head into your unprotected asshole from above your hunched form.

You feel ready to pass out from the pain from your rear as your father continues his methodical **** to your front. For what it's worth, you find the metal ring handy to bite down on as hard as possible without injuring your father while he enjoys himself pulling in and out of your completely stationary mouth. You find little relief in this as John finally pops through your sphincter. Your nearly eyes flutter closed as you let out a **** gag/scream.

Your muffled screams turn to light sobs around your father's cock as John continues to press his length down into you. Your situation seems helpless. Your father begins humping your throat while watching John disappear into you, not noticing or caring about your gagging tears.

You don't see how this could get any worse for you.