He knew where she was going, she knew what would happen. Were they both aware of what would be the result? I do not think until the end. That was the final turn towards a completely different relationship. Both she and he needed more.
There were five of them. And she. He stayed at home. Without contact with her. In monstrous and painful waiting. Without the right to masturbate. In the chastity belt, which he fastened on himself. And without an orgasm at this point already a couple of weeks. He constantly wrote some messages, complained, was angry, departed, screamed. I felt that I was excited to mist in my head, to almost insanity.
He constantly muttered something about how they would fuck her, how he wanted to lick her, suck them, and that I fucked him and many, many different degrees of adequacy. Floated completely.
Five and she. The conditions were simple. They picked up a long and carefully. In essence, she knew how they looked and how they communicated. But she didn’t understand how she would treat her in this fuck and in the framework of common efforts.
You can finish anywhere. You can urinate. You can spit. Insult. Humiliate. Flog to tangible traces, but without injury. Double, in a circle. Vaginal fist. Clips, candles - that's trivia.
Do not tear, do not beat, do not break.
The guys were adults, serious. They were pleased with such careful preparation, they felt the female, which already flows in advance and is ready for anything, just to otbebeali.
But, the fucking that interested her a little. Rather, it was not the main thing.
She was sucking on the eve, she was champing and whining, fully immersed in the process. She did not fuck and did not finish about a week. I gave her freedom, and she was not ready for her. I did not know what to do with it.
Came, asked to take her under the collar, without freedom.
And she wanted her down. Just down. To the bottom. Her fantasies and dreams have gone far and deep. She understood that there were five of them and that they would do whatever they wanted. And, hardly she can stop something. That is, full power over it. Burning fear, and no less bright excitement.
Of course, it was agreed some kind of stop word, some rules. But, the risk of getting out of control is and always will be.
- Do you understand that I will not be there? That I will not save you. What is your choice?
- Yes...
Her voice trembled, and as if turned duller, lower. Almost not her voice. And not her look. It was the look of an animal.
- I understand everything. And want.
- Can you stop then?
- I do not know ... And let him. Now I just want it so much that I don’t understand how to wait, how to get it ...
The place was chosen rather remote mansion. specifically for sexytal.com Decently furnished. Equipped. Allowed the ban on alcohol. The guys did not resist. The condition is important, so that absolutely the roof is not demolished from such and such.
And it all happened.
She was brought to 10 am the next day. With them she was from three in the afternoon of the previous day.
No video, no photo. Only the audio on which she moans, mumbles, mumbles. The sounds of lashes or belts, screams, pleas, laughter, negotiations, and again her sobs and howls.
She was very tired. Lay down on the carpet in the bedroom. I covered it with a rug.
Suddenly she crawled and began to kiss her feet ...
- Thank...
- For what, baby, you wanted this, not me.
- For pushing ...
She slept in a clean white t-shirt. Feeling thin but obviously happy.
Woke up.
- I want to suck
- It was not enough for you to fuck up, the creature, now the whore wants more?
- You are my master, they are just the ones who did what you wished.
Slap, more, and more. She is red, with tears in her eyes, with a lack of understanding in them.
- I ... for what ...
- Proto so. It will be as I want. Is always. You are a lowered animal. No more. Go to your husband, suck him ...
- Nooo ... Now no. Now his place next to me ... Let him be lowered too.
- It was your decision. Are you revenging him?
- Not. I want this. It is somehow strange ... I do not feel tenderness and at the same time I feel that he is a husband. But he wants it. This is all you!
She suffered a tantrum. She screamed, rushed at me. Something about the broken life and the family said. True and calmed down quickly.
She lay down in her legs, also quickly stopped screaming.
- I am ready to accept punishment. I understand who I am.
She was calm. As if she accepted what was happening to her and what had already happened.
- You played, girl.
- Not. I am finally calm and get what I want.
She clucked and began to tell.
- I was very good. I remember not all. Not everything is clear. The first hours and a half are bright in details. How I was stripped, squeezed, crushed. Wrenched nipples, to bruises tortured chest. I was like wax or plasticine, if I also pour it with lubricant from my cunt, then here I am.
And these insults, orders, pushes. Some kind of crazy rhythm and turnover of members in me, next. I feel they end up in me, as it flows from me, and now in the ass and fucking dick, I rumple somebody's dick and my mouth is busy. And I got high from this appeal and from this fuck. From these penetrations. From the fact that they do not ask, but simply rotate me, fill me up. And she stopped remembering, considered time to think.
I was whipped, my whole ass and thighs were bruised, someone even thrust a fist into me, or maybe there were several of them ... I was lying in a pool of urine, licked my asses, took sperm and again urine. I was a rag and a maid. I was fed some kind of salad from the floor, to which they had finished ... Something else ...
I stopped feeling alive. Like a real thing, a toy.
They just took when they wanted, as they wanted who wanted.
Infinite sucks and dicks in my holes.
My whole body hurts.
- Look what I am.
She took off her T-shirt and began to spin.
Indeed, solid bruises, abrasions. The lips are swollen.
She lay on her back and stretched her legs. Cunt was swollen, too, with bruises.
The back is in the tracks of whipping, and the ass is just two big bruises.
- And you know where already in the morning I clearly realized, I want to see him nearby, and that he was on the same day. But even lower. Below me. To his open mouth took the mixture that flows from me. Sperm from the ass, and urine, which is immediately pumped into the pussy, and in fact it was ...
They fits right into my holes, that there is a mouth, or a body. They wiped me, my face and hair wiped the floor from everything that flowed, dripped ...
I licked the sperm like an animal, otklyachit ass.
I was just a hole.
But, I constantly thought that I wanted him nearby. To his tongue in the pussy with sperm and secretions, in my mouth another dick, and sperm flows from my mouth, I crush. They were not shy, and did not think about my comfort. It is choked and all right. To finish without taking out, just put his head, pressed.
- Toy ... Yes. Doll cloth and helpless.
- And I liked it. Thank you.
She was excited by this impetuous tale, flushed. Breathed often, often.
- Let me suck, please.
And here she is tormented, haggard, covered in bruises and sadinas, sucking, champing, wallowing, moaning.
Suddenly she broke away from the dick and, when she saw my surprised look, hastily muttered: “Let me call him, but, well, please, he wants to know and worry, please ...”
He drove his tongue over the head, looked into my eyes, there was such a fire and such a passion that I just nodded. Let him play on.
Breaking away from the dick, she enthusiastically told him in paints everything that she had previously told me, but there were other intonations, here she played the first role. She called him cute, sucker, babe, and something else so sugary and humiliating. She dominated. How was able. And over whom she could.
- Baby, do you want the Boss sperm? I can bring you in the holes. I will ask the Master to round off my holes. You want, you want, yes? Well, if you agree to fuck such a creature like me, yes, so that you can feed you too, then yes, wait dear ...
She crawled in her legs for five minutes and begged. And it was a beautiful sight. Her body is exhausted, her current pussy, and she is cancer, having twisted holes, worn out holes - begs for more fucking, spreads her point with her hands, then pussy, thrusts her fingers, down under her stomach, bends, moans and asks ...
- Fuck you? Bingo? Here in this hole? No, baby. Cum in your mouth, turn into panties, put on wet sticky, dirty and so lucky, schmuck.
She spit cum on her black translucent panties. Drops and portions. And then she pulled them. Arched, showing a dark spot and flowing streams of semen and lubricant with secretions. She sucked, digging in her pussy, and almost finished with dick in her mouth.
Skirt, blouse, stockings, raincoat. Nice tired girl.
After party.
Only something carries sperm to her husband. In shorts. Just something lowered fucking. It happens.