Roughly claimed

I felt my body squirm then, as I try to use my arms, which only caused me to be reminded of the handcuffs holding them tightly behind my back. I moaned then, loudly, as I hear them laugh as I squirm again. I feel a cock slap against my face, which is quickly followed up by him saying, "What a whore this one is... shame we can't keep her for ourselves.

I open my mouth to take a deep breath, only to feel a hard cock get shoved into my mouth. His hand soon moves from my shoulder to the back of my neck. As he thrust his cock into my mouth, I became aware of the fact it's not nearly as clean as I would have liked, as the taste of dirt and dried piss fills my mouth. I manage not to gag, and quickly put my tongue to use around his hard cock, wrapping and licking it as he pressed it deeper inside my mouth. “That’s a good whore, so quick to please. Thats right ... Work it hard."

I felt him move his hand from my shoulder to the back of my throat, and soon I felt him thrust his cock deeper, which soon was **** down my throat. I felt my self-orgasm again, as he started forcefully fucking my face, each thrust driving his cock deeper. I moaned through his cock, as my lips clamp down upon his hard member.

Meanwhile, the man kissing my neck had moved to my shoulder, and hand withdrew his hand from my hip. I felt another orgasm then, harder than before, as I felt his hard cock rub itself across my shaved bush. He played with me a bit, rubbing it across my pussy lips several times, before pressing its tip inside of me. It slipped in easily, the wet folds of my thatch made it easy for him to slip it inside me.

He grabbed me around the waist once more with his right hand, and his left hand grabbed onto my hair, forcing my back to arch backward. I moaned loud as I could, as I felt my body stretched, his cock plowing itself deep into me. Plainly, he was not playing around, as he **** himself deep into me.

I gasped loudly then, as I climaxed upon his cock, but soon my cry of pleasure was cut short, as I felt the man pounding my face thrust himself deep down my throat, his balls slapping against my chin. I was looking him in the eyes and saw a naughty, scandalous grin there. He held his cock deep inside me, “Lick my balls, whore. . . yess, that’s it . “ he spoke dirty, as I got to work licking them. They had much the same flavor as that his cock had, only now it was combined with the feeling of rubbing my tongue across his short hairs.

I moaned lowly in reply, as he held his cock deep inside my mouth. After a bit, he released his cock from inside me, and I watched as spit and other fluids rolled down his cock. I got barely a moment’s reprieve, however; His cock soon plowed deep inside my open mouth, as I gasped for air. He resumed thrusting his cock deep inside my throat, his balls once more bouncing against my chin, slapping hard upon my face. I moaned loudly through it, his partner thrusting himself deep inside me. I felt a powerful orgasm hit me then, as the pair came at me from both sides at once.

The man fucking my face forcefully thrust himself into me, taking a relax past of a man who was enjoying the experience and wanted to make my humiliation at his hands last as long as he could. Not that I could do anything to stop him, my hands bound behind me with handcuffs. Not that I would want to if I could, I thought to myself, as another orgasm bowed through me.

It’s not long before his forcefully pressed into me, and I felt his cock deep inside my throat, and once more, he expected me to lick his balls, which I submissively did. I moaned loudly as I did it, which got quite a bit louder when his cock was pulled out of my mouth, trailing more spit, phlegm, and other fluids behind it. I did not get much time, as soon he was once more fucking my face.

While he thrust himself into my throat, his buddy was stretching me further, pressing his cock deeper inside my pussy with each thrust. I felt myself orgasm, as his balls slapped against my pussy lips, as he pounding me roughly, though at a slow, relaxed pace. With each thrust, I felt his hard member rub across my clit, as pleasure spread through me.

I felt myself being taken at both ends at once, as they pounding me roughly, almost harshly, pressing their rock-hard cocks deep inside of me. I felt my body react with intent pleasure, possibly because of how rough they were or how helpless my body was before them.

I felt myself orgasm hard then, as the man pounding my thought starting to increase in speed, taking my mouth and through faster and faster, until his thrusts were taking me akin to a steam engine. I moan through his cock, working on it with my tongue and lips as best as I can.

Not long afterward, he pulls out, and proceeds to shoot his load into my hair, which I relist will stand out quite considerably as it dries, as the sticky mess will be quite apparent in my red locks. Soon, more of his load lands on me, this time on my right cheek, near my eye, followed closely with more landing on my breasts.

The moment his cock is no longer down my thought, my moans of pleasure go up to a much higher volume, his buddy still reaping his reward, pounding my pussy hard. The man before me shoots me a dirty sneer, before grabbing me around the side of my throat, **** me as his buddy continues taking advantage of my helpless state. Not that I was not supremely enjoying every moment of it, though.

I could feel, though could not see, my face was becoming a shade of red. I heard myself cry out in pleasure, “YEA... aaaaugggh FUUUCKK MEEEEE AHHHHHAHHH yeeeEEEAAA ughHHH”.

I felt his grip slowly tighten further around my neck, my face gradually taking on a deeper and darker shade of red, as pleasure shot through my body at regular intervals. I felt the orgasms hitting me that much harder than before, as he applied pressure to the side of my throat.

It was then that his partner picked up speed, pounding my pussy like a jackknife, his balls slapping across my soft pussy like the head of a drum. I gasped out loud, though not as loud as I could, as pleasure shout through me again and again. I felt my body shake softly from the sensation, as he roughly, and at an ever-increasing speed, pounded himself deep inside me.

Soon, I was pressed over the edge, and felt my body climax once more, soon followed by the sensation of his load-exploding deep inside of me, and I felt him continue pounding me until he released all of his cum inside of my womb.

As he pulled his cock out of my vagina, I felt the man standing before me relax his grip on my throat, and I felt myself slump over, almost toppling onto the bed before I could catch my balance. Which was harder than usual, as my arms were still held behind my back by handcuffs. It was only after they released me, did I realize just how raspy and deep my breath was, and how hard my heart was beating in my chest.

The man before me brush my hair out of my face, streaked as it was with his cum, before saying, “You did well, whore. I’m sure the body will get a great deal of pleasure in using you. The stress they have to deal with will make them all the hornier. . have fun getting fucked out of your mind, whore” Finally, I felt him remove the blindfold from my eyes, and I had to squint as my eyes adjusted fully to the light.

The pair chuckle at his words but soon fall into silence. I felt them connect a chain to my handcuffs. I looked behind me as they left, noticing the chain gave me enough room to lie down or sit on the bead. Likely, it would be enough room that I could be taken from behind with my ass up in the air, or ride someone dick, but clearly not enough to step more than a few feet from the bed.

I let out a quiet moan as they left the room, turning the light off as they left. I soon found myself in a room that was close to pitch black, as I heard the door lock behind them. “As if the handcuffs and being chained to the bed was not enough,” I thought to myself sarcastically.

Left alone for the moment, I felt my heart rate slowly drop back down to a slow, regular rhythm. My breaths, likewise, began to slow from the deep, ragged gasps they had been only minutes before. I tried, as best as I could, to relax my naked body on the bed. Which I found, was not exactly easy, given the fact my hands were handcuffed behind my back, pushing my shoulders back slightly, and accenting my large, firm breasts. Eventually, I lay on my left side, resting my body on my ass cheek and hands, in something resembling comfort.

As I lay there, I wondered how long I would have to spend in this room alone, before someone else arrived. Would more men show, seeking to please themselves? Did they employ women, and would these ladies think to do likewise, with me naked and helpless before them? I also wondered what the recorder was picking up, and how long I would have to wait before I was extricated.

If they would extricate me at all, I reminded myself. I never signed any forms, so I was never officially on the books. I just acted on the word of one undercover cop, and she was the only one who knew I was even down here.

What if she forgot, or conveniently left me out of her report, ‘saving’ days, or weeks later as part of a sting they would run once they finally had the information they needed? For that matter, what happens if this gang moves me to another one of their hideouts before the operation goes underway? Left alone, naked, and chained to the bed, with the only light in the room was from around the door’s frame from the hall behind, I found myself with plenty of time to worry about what was yet in store for me.