Widow in bondage

CHAPTER FOUR

Wayne pulled Karen up from the floor by her hair and dragged her to one of the beds. As Wayne threw her atop it, Karen saw that this one wasn't a bed at all but a hard platform with just enough leather cushioning to give comfort to knees and elbows. She realized, sadly, that there would be no give beneath her when Mark impaled her on his monstrous cock.

Wayne rolled the sex-crazed widow onto her shoulders, turning her over until her cunt hung over her mouth. Karen tried to struggle when she realized the position that Wayne was putting her in, but he put his foot on her forehead and held her in place as he spread her legs into an obscene split and strapped them with leather thongs to posts that stood at the sides of the bed. Then, quickly, to keep her from slipping out of her spread position, Wayne looped a length of shining silver chain around her stomach and tied it to the end of the bed.

Karen groaned in pain and lust. Her legs felt like spaghetti from all the ways they had been tied. She watched the way the muscles in her thighs jerked and tensed and wondered that they hadn't been torn to pieces by the strain they'd been placed under. Her back hurt now, too, and she was humiliatingly aware of how open her pussy had been pulled by the position she was tied in. Still her cunt drooled juice and her swollen tits burned with lust. She needed Mark's giant cock.

"Fuck me!" she whimpered, and then Mark was standing above her. "Fuck me please!"

Wayne unzipped the glove that had bound her hands together and slipped the leather off her arms. The brush of air against Karen's sweaty arms felt so good that her cunt clutched tight, and a low growl of pleasure escaped her lips. Both of the men laughed at his terrible need.

"Hold your cunt open," Mark said, "… and put my cock in."

A burst of shame swept through Karen. Her face flushed red and she closed her eyes. This was it, the ultimate defilement. She was going to be torn to ribbons by Mark's monster cock, but the excitement of her body had betrayed her so much that she was going to spread herself open for him and guide his killing cock inside. She knew now that anything they wanted she would give them. They had stripped her of her will, she no longer had any self control. She was the slave of the two men, the slave of her own body as well.

With trembling hands, she reached toward her cunt. It was hard to keep her fingers from plunging into the moist, hot cavern, but she resisted, knowing the punishment that act would bring. Instead, she propped the fingers of her left hand against the puffy, red lips of her pussy and spread them even farther than the split Wayne had forced her into had done. And her right hand grasped hold of Mark's cock and tugged its fist-sized head toward the waiting hole of her cunt.

"Fuck me," she mumbled, unable to take her eyes off the drama that was playing itself out above her head. "Fuck me, Mark! Fuck my slutty ass into the dirt!"

"Yes!" Mark hissed as the tip of his cock brushed the fevered flesh of her cunt. His cock-head dwarfed the entrance to Karen's cunt, even spread apart and held open as it was. "Put me in, Karen. Put me inside your pretty pink pussy."

Wayne sat down by Karen's head, his legs spread out on either side of her face, his cock lying half hard on her cheek. Karen barely noticed him. She was staring at Mark, thinking blearily that he looked like a God standing above her. She too saw that his cock-head was larger than her cunt, and fear knifed through her, but there was no going back now. She had to have a cock inside her, and even if Mark killed her putting it in, at least he would scratch the terrible itch that was burning her cunt.

Mark lunged forward without warning, wanting to catch Karen off guard so that there would be no quick, involuntary contraction of her already-tight cunt. His giant cock-head dwarfed Karen's hole and she grunted with pain at the first impact of his cock. Mark grabbed her widespread thighs for leverage and bore down harder, leaning all of his two hundred pounds against Karen's pussy. He didn't even relax enough to smile when he heard her first scream.

It wasn't going to go in. It couldn't go in. Karen thrashed against the chains and leather bindings that locked her in place. She dropped her hands from her cunt and Mark's cock and clawed at the air. Her eyes bugged from her head and every muscle in her body marbled with tension. She hadn't known it would be like this. She hadn't even imagined it would be like this.

Mark's cock-head began to bull its way into Karen's cunt, pushing her fat, pink cunt-lips in front of it. The pressure from his giant cock spread Karen's legs even farther. Her body bent more and more under the pressure until her pussy rested no more than an inch away from her face. Mark's feet left the cushions now and he leaned all his weight atop her. Karen couldn't stop screaming.

"Open up, you fucking slut!" Mark shouted gleefully, hunching his hips against her pussy, watching his cock-head slowly wedge its way inside. "Widows can't be picky, Karen! With a dead husband you've got to grab your cock wherever you can get it!"

"And you've grabbed a lot of it this time, you fucking widow sleaze!" Wayne added, rubbing his leaking cock back and forth over Karen's pretty face.

Karen gasped for breath like a dying fish. Her face was turning bright red. She could feel her pelvic bones being pushed out of place as Mark implanted his massive cock into her body. Her back bent even more, until she could feel the brush of her labored breathing against the silky blonde hair of her cunt. Now she could see in gruesome close-up the ravaging of her tender pussy, the endless stalk of Mark's prick as it extended from the open wound of her cunt back to Mark's heavy, powerful body.

Mark grinned savagely as he forced his cock into Karen's helpless, straining body. The head of his cock was tearing the lips of her cunt farther open than they had ever been stretched before. Mark knew that fucking his cock was like delivering a baby in reverse, that the sweep of his prick when he fucked it fully into her trapped body would push all her internal organs aside. And Karen had a tighter cunt than he'd ever found on a woman her age. He knew that she'd never had a child, but just an average amount of fucking should have opened her up more than this. She was as tight and tender as a virginal teenager. Well, he thought, his grin growing wider still, she wouldn't be for long.

"Please!" Karen pleaded in a tiny voice. She could feel the rim of her pussy tearing to allow the penetration of Mark's terrible cock. "Please! Please, please!"

She wasn't even sure what she was pleading for anymore. Her cunt was drooling sticky pussy-cream, her clit was wiggling like a worm on a hook, but she knew that Mark was going to kill her with his cock. Her belly felt plugged with flesh already, and she hadn't even taken all of the ghastly, grapefruit-sized head of his prick.

She squirmed, but she could barely move with her legs and waist bound and Mark's heavy weight lying stop her. She could feel her body being opened up as his huge cock-head slipped inside her, but she couldn't believe that her cunt could be stretched so far. She felt something tearing at the mouth of her pussy and she knew that even the most elastic flesh of her body couldn't accommodate the monstrous intrusion being forced on it now.

The head of Mark's cock popped fully inside her cunt with a wet tearing plopping sound, and Karen went into a fit. Her legs thrashing against their bindings and her ass danced back and forth under Mark's onslaught, almost knocking him from her. Her head whipped back and forth and Wayne amused himself by bringing his cock around to slap her in the face with each turn of her head. Mark felt her cunt tearing to accept him and he drove forward. He knew that now the head of his cock was inside her that the rest would be easy. Easy for him, anyway.

Mark drove forward relentlessly and Karen watched through glazed eyes as his cock disappeared into her beaten cunt. Her pussy-juice flowed in tidal waves, trying to ease his passage, but her body couldn't cope with the power of his gargantuan prick. Her juices splattered against her face, and the wet slap of her sticky fuck-lube was the only thing that kept her conscious as Mark tore her body in two.

Karen's belly swelled as Mark pushed his cock inside, the huge sausage size of his prick puffing her flat belly up until she looked almost as if she were pregnant. Karen stopped breathing for a moment at the shock of his intrusion. She'd stopped screaming, no longer having enough breath or mind left to do so. Seven inches of his cock was inside her and already she had taken far more than her body could accept.

She could feel every inch of Mark's cock as it passed into her body. Her torn cunt-lips burned as his massive prick rubbed over them. Her cunt-sheath was stretching, flattening, pulling out of itself as it accepted the ball-bat thickness of Mark's cock. Eight inches, nine inches, she hadn't taken half his cock yet and her pussy was being stretched to its limits. Her tight ass-cheeks trembled, her legs kicked helplessly while her hands clawed at air. Ten inches. She felt the awful, fat head of Mark's cock bang against the back of her cunt, nudging her cervix.

"Put it in, boss," Wayne groaned in disappointment as Mark pulled his cock back out of Karen's cunt. He pushed the leaking head of his cock along her parted lips and watched a juicy drop of pre-cum slip inside her mouth. "Give her it all!"

Karen wasn't even aware that Mark was pulling his cock out. Her cunt was burning with pain, torn and stretched beyond endurance. Mark pulled back until only the head of his prick was still inside her throbbing pussy and waited for her to tighten up again. This time she was going to take it all, but he didn't want to make things too easy for the tight-assed whore.

Karen screamed at the instant Mark drove forward again, and she continued to scream as he fed her every inch of his terrible cock. She felt it filling her, stretching her, tearing her apart. Her body bent farther still, until her gasping mouths was filled by the golden fur of her cunt and Mark's balls draped heavily over her nose. She stared up blankly into the ass-crack she had just cleaned with her tongue, not seeing the awful drive of Mark's prick into her devastated cunt.

Mark yelled with joy as he passed the foot mark. He was pushing her cervix hard now, feeling the tiny hole of that second chamber straining against the advance of his cock. Karen's cunt was giving way before his unstoppable advance and he ground his ass harder to deliver the last third of his prick.

Wayne stood up for a better view of the fuck, his cock as hard as a rock in his hands. He'd already cum three times with the sleazy bitch in the last couple of hours, but he was so hot again already that he was afraid he'd blow off at any second. He'd hated Karen and her husband for the last six years of his life, and he'd lusted after her tight, twitching ass and bouncy tits and pristine cunt for almost as long.

That cunt wasn't so pristine anymore, he thought with grim pleasure. Fourteen inches in, fifteen inches in, only three or four more to go. Mark was going to stick it all the way in. Wayne was surprised it hadn't killed she scummy bitch. She'd had a fucking tight cunt.

She didn't anymore. Karen didn't even move now, her body frozen as Mark force-fed the last inches of his horse cock into her blasted cunt. She could feel the monster head of his cock poking up between cunt-lips. She could feel the lips of her cunt drawn inside her as her body strained desperately to accept Mark's perverse intrusion. The silky skin of her ass and stomach was drawn tight with the pressure Mark was putting on her battered cunt.

Her clit was smashed flat by the width of Mark's prick, but it wiggled and danced against the crush of meat. Pussy-juice gushed from her cunt, pouring over Mark's balls, splashing against Karen's pale face in a waterfall. She raised her head to lick at the little stalk of Mark's cock that had yet to impale her and she screamed out her pleasure and pain. He was killing her, but he was driving her insane with pleasure too.

"Look at this," Mark rasped to Wayne. "She loves it. The stinking whore loves it!"

Mark's cock hit bottom and Karen screamed louder at the feel of his pelvis kissing hers. Drops of blood spattered her face along with the gush of pussy-cream, but the pain from the spots where he'd torn her just added to the insane ecstasy of her writhing, burning cunt. Her pussy worked on his cock like a jacking fist, and the throes of Karen's massive orgasm almost drove Mark over the edge.

"Fuck me!" she screamed. "Wayne, put your cock in too. Fuck me hard! Cum on me! Piss on me! Mark, shit in my face!"

Mark savored the feel of her cunt for a moment and then pulled back. He looked down to see the glazed look of delirium on Karen's face, watching the way her body twisted and tossed even beneath his weight and the tight bonds that held her.

He stabbed in again, as hard as he could, and her cunt clutched spastically around his cock for all eighteen inches of its entrance. She was loving it. He was tearing her to pieces, but the sluttish whore loved every second of it.

Agony sizzled through Karen's torn cunt and tethered legs, but the pleasure that bubbled through her veins was far stronger. She lifted her head and took Mark's fat, cum-filled balls into her mouth, sucking on first one huge ball and then the other. She lathed her tongue over the crinkly, hairy bag until his balls glistened with her saliva.

Mark was spurred to greater action by her tonguing, fucking her fast and hard. Karen's cunt was stretched obscenely around the monstrous girth of his prick. Her trembling thighs were coated with the slick cunt-juice her pussy gushed in a desperate effort to ease the devastation of the terrible fuck. Her torn pussy clamped spastically around Mark's thundering cock, and with a tiny, hopeless cry, Karen began to cum.

Her asshole puckered with every stab of his prick and her satiny ass-cheeks flexed in rhythm with the spasms of her cunt. She drank her own cunt-juice as it poured over the pistoning shaft of Mark's cock. Her tongue never stopped wagging and her cunt kept jerking spastically with each punch of Mark's cock inside her. Mark smiled. If the haughty whore loved this so much, he was going to give her something really special.

"Wayne, why don't you stick your cock up this gutter slut's ass?" he asked as he ripped into Karen's cunt again. "She's not enjoying herself enough yet."

Wayne leaped to his feet without a word. His cock was painfully hard, and he wasn't sure that he would be able to keep from shooting his load until Mark was finished with ripping the stuck-up whore's cunt to pieces. He was glad that now he wouldn't have to find out. He stood up above Karen's shuddering, tanned ass-cheeks and pointed his big, hard cock right at the squirming circle of her asshole. And then he slammed in.

The world exploded around Karen. She could only squirm a little trapped beneath their heavy bodies, but pain and lust ignited through her body in a blast of sexual delirium. Her back felt as though it would snap under the pressure of their combined weight. The lining between her cunt and ass felt as though it had already been burst.

All Karen could feel was a massive intrusion inside her, a living impalement that pushed her bones and vital organs aside with every thundering stroke. She lifted her head again and tongued the straining mouth of her cunt and the terrible stalk of Mark's cock as it swept in and out of her body.

Karen's tongue whipped madly about the raw opening of her pussy and the slick juice of her cum splashed directly into her mouth. It was tinged pink with her blood and mixed now with the heady broth of Mark's copious fuck-lube. She slurped it up, unable to drink enough of the sexual fluids. She tried to pull her head up farther and get at Wayne's ass-ramming cock, but her tongue wagged inches away from her goal.

She squirmed her ass between them, and in spite of the weight and ropes that held her, she humped back and forth to match their brutalizing beat. She couldn't think anymore, all she could do was fuck. Pain had lost meaning for her now, it was all part of the mass assault of sensation that was driving her mad. Cock was goring her savaged cunt and asshole, and she couldn't stop cumming, couldn't stop urging them to damage her more.

Karen cried at her humiliation, at her degradation at the hands of the two men, but she couldn't keep her body from responding. They were tearing her up now, maybe ruining her forever, and still her body betrayed her fucked them back, exploded with climaxes, forced her face up to lick Mark's cock and drink the juice and blood from her own cunt. Tears and saliva and fuck-juice mixed to cover her pretty, pale face.

Mark groaned as he felt the stuck-up widow's body thrash helplessly through another climax. She wasn't so stuck-up now, he thought happily as he pounded remorselessly at her ruined cunt. But he could see that he hadn't broken her completely yet, either. It was okay. He had all the time in the world.

She licked and sucked at his cock like a slave, twisted like an out-of-control marionette between his and Wayne's hard-fucking bodies. Her face was twisted with shame and lust and little-girl eagerness, and Mark could feel his cum boil in his balls as he looked at the helpless play of feeling across her slimy, pretty face. He couldn't wait to see it dripping with the cum that he was going to drown her cunt in.

One orgasm was starting before the last one finished and the itching was just getting worse with each climax that rumbled through her Karen's hands clutched at her pointy, silky tits and clawed them raw.

She tore at her nipples with her fingernails and mauled her tits, twisting them across her heaving chest and pulling them cruelly out from her body. She needed more. She wanted a cock in her throat. She wanted them to fuck her harder. She came again and bucked harder against her ravishers.

Mark and Wayne grinned at each other over the bowed back of the sex-crazed widow. Both were on the brink of cumming, and each was determined to fuck the lithe, snotty bitch into the ground before he spilled his load.

They stabbed their cocks into her faster, cramming their thick meaty shafts to the hilt in the straining blonde's over-stuffed holes. They see-sawed her body back and forth between them, never letting a moment pass when Karen's trembling body was empty of battering, reaming cock.

And Karen had been driven into a frenzy, her body convulsing beneath them, her hands clawing at her swollen tits. She shrieked as she was buffeted between the two men. Her cunt and asshole engulfed their massive cocks. Orgasm after orgasm burst through her, merging into a single overwhelming climax that went on forever. Dimly Karen realized that she would never be happy again without a cock fucking brutally inside her.

They used her like a piece of meat, slapping her between them with no regard for her body. When they hammered her cunt and asshole so hard that a shadow of pain crossed her lust-contorted face, it spurred them on to brutalize her pulverized sex-holes even more. Karen orgasmed through it ail.

Wayne and Mark began to spurt in the same instant, and the first explosion of cum into her body drove Karen mad. They geysered into her with firehose velocity, filling her belly with steaming white jism. With Mark's second burst, his cum began to pour back out of Karen's demolished cunt. It streamed down over Karen's gasping face, painting her chin and filling her open mouth.

Wayne saw the cum gushing down over Karen's delicate features and yanked his cock out of her grasping asshole. His cum began to drool out over the widespread slit of her cunt. Wayne aimed his cock for her wide brown eyes and jerked himself off.

While Mark's waterfall of jism glossed Karen's chin and cheeks silvery white, and pooled between her glistening, parted lips, Wayne barraged her eyes and golden hair with greasy lines of slop.

Karen bucked against Mark's powerfully fucking cock. She came every time he pulsed another gluey wad of jism into her swampy pussy. His frothy cum fountained out of her as quickly as it exploded in, and Karen's upper body was mottled with his fuck-slop. Her open mouth was a deep lake of jism, her throat held a pool that trickled down the sides of her neck with every gasping breath she took. Her cheeks and chin were painted white, and even her shoulders and tits were blotted with drops of pasty cum. Karen was awash with the juices of lust.

"Take it, you scuzzy cunt!" Wayne moaned, and he jerked his cock, festooning Karen's hair and forehead with his cum. He'd submerged both her eyes under dollops of cock-cream and even shot one pasty string up the quivering holes of her nostrils. "Drown in it, you fancy bitch! Drown in our fucking cum!"

Karen swallowed as fast as she could, rubbing the cum that had slopped onto her tits into the heated flesh until her skin glistened with a coat of jism.

Her injured cunt wrenched at Mark's spurting cock, wringing every ounce of his foaming goo into her thrashing body. He pulled his cock from her, still hard and oozing cum, and he drained the last of his jism out on the bridge of her nose before he stepped away from her.

Wayne rubbed his cock clean on the quaking flesh of Karen's tanned ass before he, too, stepped back off the bed. Karen continued to thrash against the bindings that held her legs and waist, her writhing wilder now that the bodies of the two men no longer held her down.

She walled her lust and pain and gulped down the cum that still sloshed from her lush, parted lips. Her hands tore at her burning red nipples.

Karen's cunt looked as if a truck had been driven through it. It was a swamp of male and female cum-juice. Her cunt-lips were almost purple with the boiling blood that filled them and her clit was extending like a cock, just peaking from the swollen lips of her pussy. Wayne whistled at the awesome sight. Mark had shattered her cunt with his gigantic cock.

But her cunt-lips still fluttered with excitement, and her fresh cunt-juice was pumping out to freshen the old. And her cunt began to tighten as the men watched, adjusting itself to its normal size now that the inhuman intrusion of Mark's prick was no longer buried inside it. And still it squirmed on itself, her clit buzzing with lust while her luscious ass-cheeks squirmed.

"Fuck me!"

Karen dipped her fingers in the cum that submerged her face and stuck them in her mouth. She spread the plaster of jism over her pretty face and rubbed it down over her silky tits. Her tongue wagged out over her lips and chin to collect every bit of cum-juice she could reach. Her eyes were dull with earthy, animal lust. Her lips and tits and cunt were bloated, swollen with an overload of sexual excitement. She scratched at the heavy lips of her creaming cunt with her long, sharp fingernails.

"Fuck me again, please! Oh please, please fuck me!"

"No, Karen," Mark said, an evil smile tilting his lips. "Take care of yourself, you sewer bitch. Lick your own cunt, Karen. Eat yourself out!"

Karen scooped gobs of tacky jism out of her eyes and stuffed them in her mouth. Then her eyes fluttered open, stinging with the jism that leaked in, eyelashes painted silver with spilled cock-cream. Her cunt looked like a cesspool. She had licked around it while Mark was fucking her, but she couldn't, wouldn't do this.

"Eat yourself out, Karen." Mark jerked on his cock. His magnificent, pussy-rending, world-ending cock. "You're burning up. Your filthy little pussy is squirming for attention, and your pretty pink tongue and soft red lips and sharp little teeth are just inches away. Eat yourself out!"

"No!" Karen's voice trembled as she spoke. Her body jerked against its bonds as she tried to quell the lava flow of lust through her long, lean frame. "No. I'm not your servant. I won't eat my own cunt!"

She stared at her pussy. It was an open wound on her body, a red slash that was leaking sex-juices. Her pussy-lips slithered together and her clit wiggled with the tumult of her cunt. Her head lifted from the table.

"Fasten your lips around that aching cunt, Karen!" Mark ordered. "Bite your little clit and play with it with your tongue! Stick your pretty little face into your dirty gash and lick yourself clean. Then we can dirty you up all over again!"

A fat drop of pussy-juice squeezed out of Karen's cunt and hit her right between her eyes. Her tongue flickered out like a frightened pink worm between her thick red lips.

Her head was spinning, and the stink of her cunt was driving her over the edge. She wanted to throw up, but she wanted to bite down on the swollen red lips of her cunt even more.

"When you lick yourself clean, we'll fuck you again, Karen," Mark called and he waved his wonderful prick at her to get her attention. "You'll get all this hard meat again just as soon as you lick yourself dry."

Karen groaned hopelessly. She was their slave.

After everything they'd done to her, after the horror of being raped by Mark's horse cock, there was still lower to sink. Karen knew now that Mark and Wayne were going to push her completely into the muck.

Tears tracking through her slime-fouled face, Karen clutched her thighs with her hands and pulled her head up into her crotch.