In A Way That Makes Her Work

"I think I know the perfect way," the man replies, "You both lay down on the bed. She takes turns fucking you. When you decide that she is done, you let her stop...before giving her to me."

"I like it," Bill says, "She's going to ride me long and hard."

"After all I've done, it only seems fair," Jamal adds.

Both of them get to work undoing the suspension they had put her in earlier. They set her on the ground a couple minutes later and loosen some of her limbs. She is left with her upper body still tied quite tightly, including the ropes that were looped under and above her breasts. Her legs are untied completely, allowing her full freedom of motion to fuck.

Both Bill and Jamal lay back down on the bed, their shorts and underwear now on the floor. They are still very erect.

The hispanic women turns towards them and is still a bit **** about what she agreed to. When she considers the alternative, however, her face changes to one of **** acceptance.

"Which one of them do you want to fuck first," Stallion asks her enticingly.

She looks back at him before turning towards Bill and Jamal. With great shame in her stride, the woman walks over to Bill and climbs onto the bed. She stands up over him and begins to lower herself onto him. The white man lines up his big dick with her cunt, filling her up quickly.

After so much sex, both the fucker and fuckee are very well-lubricated. She gets all of him inside her within a minute. She looks back at Stallion.

"What are you waiting for? Get to screwing! Unless you want him to switch holes, you will make it good."

With a sad look in her eye, she nods and begins to lift her body up. A moment later, she drives it back down. She begins to set a rhythm, but does not seem happy about it.

"That's good," Bill says, "But pick up the pace. Fuck me like you mean it!"

She nods her head and begins to do just that. She seems to get a little more into it, as is visible by her body language. Her excitement increases with her pace.

"Yeah, you're a good slut now," Jamal says, reaching over and smacking her on the ass, "Make him cum. Just save some energy for me."

She nods once again, too lost in passion to consider what is being said to her.

After a few minutes, the young woman can notice that Bill's face is being to contort with sexual excitement. While she is no whore, she can definitely recognize the face of a man who is about to cum.

"That's it! Keep going! Make me cum you dirrrrty sluuutttt!"

He thrusts his body up into her suddenly, his body tingling all over. His load is entirely shot in her pussy. For a brief moment, his facade of power momentarily gone.

A moment later, he regains his composure and grabs both her breasts.

"Thank me," Bill says commandingly.

"Thank you for cumming in me, master," the woman replies.

"You're welcome. Now go fuck Jamal. He wants to tap that ass again."

"Yes, master."

The woman does her best to dismount the white man, who has to help her a little given her bonds. She walks across the bed and stands over the large, black man. He points his large dick up towards her pussy.

With no ounce of hesitance, she lowers herself onto his member. It fills her up even more quickly. She manages to adjust for it, but it does take a moment longer.

"Good bitch. Fuck me good."

She says nothing, merely choosing to follow orders. The woman begins to fuck him, slowly working up to her quick speed set with Bill. If she is not into this, then she is an amazing actress.

Jamal manages to last a few minutes longer than Bill, showing his stamina. He still cums though.

"Take all of it! Make me cum you fu-ck-ing biiiitch!!!"

In one big thrust, he shoves his groin into her and unleashes his seed. It drips down her thighs, mixing with Bill's juices as well.

"Thank you for cumming in me, master," the woman says unprovoked.

"You're welcome," Jamal replies a bit surprised.

"You did a good job," Stallion says, "Now there is one thing left to do. Someone needs to clean you up before I fuck you. I think our visitor is the right person for the job. What do you think, ****?"