You simply take it

You swallow your distaste at Rick's remark and nod meekly. Next thing you know you feel Keith grab a fistful of your hair as he sticks his rock hard dick deep into your sex without any warning whatsoever. You scream out loud, but immediately quiet yourself when Keith wrings his hands around your neck. Behind him, you see Rick standing next to the couch with his phone in hand, obviously filming the both of you.

"I told- I told you not to take too long", Rick tells Keith, which immediately causes the latter to start fucking you faster. Rick leans in, holding his phone right next to your face. You try to adjust your facial expression to be less slightly less agonized and slightly more orgasmic, but it's hard when Keith keeps pounding into your sore opening. "You want me to- You want me stop Keith from shtrangling you?", Rick asks. You look up and cast Keith a pleading look, but his thumbs press harder into your windpipe in response, and the stern gaze he returns indicates that you better just take it.

"N-No!", you feel **** to **** out. Keith flashes you a smirk as he releases the pressure on your neck, while Rick steps back to get a better overall shot with his phone. "That's the spirit", Keith smirks as Rick films him vigorously slamming his cock into you. You're not even sure how to process what you're feeling anymore. You just know it no longer feels good, and you're in pain.

Keith's thrusts don't get any slower or gentler; relentlessly pounding into your young body. You hear him grunt and moan, but you try not to feel or think anything anymore. You close your eyes as your mind seems to drift away from you. You're not sure how long it has been when you come back to your senses, but when you open your eyes you see Rick leaning over you. For a moment you think you catch the slightest bit of concern in his eyes. "I think she'sh ready", Rick say quickly. You notice he has put his phone away, and his gaze is certainly less unfocused than before.

"Ready for wot?", Keith grunts, and you wince when you become painfully aware that he hasn't stopped thrusting his dick into you in the meanwhile.

"For her to play the part in the movie", Rick answers, and you notice he is slurring his words less. You feel Keith's completely rigid dick twitch as he suddenly holds it still and stiff inside you. You try to squirm away, but his strong hands on your shoulders prevent you from moving too much.

"Are you sure she's ready?", Keith asks, looking down at you as you squirm in his grip. Each time you meet his gaze you realize that you're not a person to him; more like a vagina with appendages.

"I'm sure", Rick says, and you gasp in relief as you feel Keith pull his dick out of you. You immediately move your hands and legs to try and cover yourself, but suddenly Keith grabs one of your legs and pulls on it. You try to resist, but end up slipping around in the lubricant as he easily flips you on your stomach. You feel him pull your hips towards him, and before you can react he slams his dick into you from behind. You let out a loud scream as your whole body shakes from the sudden thrust. "Keith!", you hear Rick call out, but Keith doesn't stop. He keeps on thrusting into you as strained tears now start running down your face.

"I think she's enjoying it", you hear Keith say optimistically as you feel his cock and balls slam into you again and again. Your mind goes blank as you just focus on his dick pounding into you. You don't even know how long it's been when you finally feel Keith release himself into you. He lets out a final loud grunt before you feel his manhood start to go soft and he messily pulls himself out of you. He releases your hips and you flop flat on your belly onto the couch. Your breasts and elbows slip in every direction on the lubricated leather, and your holes are thoroughly aching and leaking sperm.

"See?", you hear Keith say as you curl into a ball and look up fearfully at him. "She was a good sport about it", he chuckles as he wipes his brow clear of sweat. "Man, I needed that. Want to do a real scene together, Marcy?", he asks, but you just stare back at him in confusion and horror. There is a sharp pain and pressure between your legs and you can't tell if it's just a combination of the thick loads and heavy **** that you received, or if you're moments away from urinating all over yourself and the couch.

"She needsh time to herself", Rick says almost sympathetically, casting a disapproving look at Keith. You'd almost be grateful for Rick's sudden change of heart, but you're all too aware that Rick didn't lift a single finger to try and stop him either. Worse; he got you into this whole situation.

"Yeah maybe you're right", Keith admits as he stands up from the couch to get dressed. "She's a good lay, though".