Robert Jenkins - Suzy in bondage

With a crash, the door flew open. The three men stared into the dimly lit room.

"There she is ain't she a beauty?" one of the men said.

Across the room, crouched on a thin mattress, was a naked young blonde girl. Although she shrank back from the three grinning, leering men, she made no move to cover her nakedness. Her legs were open, baring her blonde-furred cunt. Solid, beautifully shaped tits swooped out from her rib cage.

"Jesus you were right, Hank," one of the men said. "She's really something. You sure it's all right for us to be in here?"

"Sure," Hank said. "Frank told me we could poke her any time we wanted. As long as we don't damage the merchandise."

The blonde girl had shrunk back into a corner. She seemed afraid. Bruises scattered over her lovely white skin told why.

"Do we gotta hold her down?" one of the men asked.

"Naw," Hank replied. "Frank's got her trained. Watch this."

Hank snapped his fingers. The girl's attention locked on him. It was the attention of a trapped animal that knew there was no way out. Her eyes were dull and hopeless.

"See this, girlie?" Hank growled. His fingers were working at the front of his pants, unbuttoning his fly. A moment later his cock flopped out, long and limp.

"Come over here and suck it," he ordered.

With a tired sigh, the girl started to get up.

"No!" Hank snapped. "On your knees! Like a dog!"

For an instant a flicker of anger appeared in the girl's eyes. But it faded away almost immediately. Dropping down on all fours, she started crawling across the floor toward Hank. The going was fairly easy, because the floor was covered with a thick cushiony carpet.

"Did you hear what I said?" Hank snarled. "I said you're a dog! Let's hear you bark like one!"

"Arf!" the girl barked.

"Louder!"

"Arf arf!" The girl barked again and again. A hopeful grin came over her lovely, tired face. She even began to wag her ass back and forth as if it were a tail.

"See what did I tell you," Hank crowed to his companions. Then he turned to the girl again.

"Now lick my cock until it gets hard. Lap it like a dog."

The girl was now kneeling directly in front of Hank. His soft cock was staring her in the face. Obediently she stuck out her tongue and slithered it over the tip of the big organ.

"Jeez, that feels good," Hank moaned. He turned to his friends. "You guys ever been licked by a dog?" A broad smile spread over his brutal face. Then the smile died as he looked down at the crouching girl.

"Lick harder, you stupid bitch," he snarled. "If you don't get it hard I'm gonna use your tits for frisbees."

But his cock was already beginning to swell. As the girl's tiny pink tongue licked faithfully up and down the length of the white tube of flesh, the knobby tip began to swell. The whole meaty length slowly turned purple as blood rushed into the rubbery shaft.

"That's a good doggie," he panted. "Now you're gonna become a girl again, without no sharp teeth. Open up. I'm gonna fuck you inna mouth!"

When the girl was slow about opening her mouth, Hank reached down and rammed his thumbs into the nerve centers behind her jaw. With a yelp of pain, the girl opened her mouth.

"Haw! Attsa way!" Hank chortled. Instantly his swollen cock pounded past her soft red lips and rammed deep into her mouth.

The girl choked as the bloated rubbery cock-tip shoved back against her throat. But she knew by now that she mustn't let anything stop her from sucking.

"Look at her go!" Hank gasped, staring down at the lovely blonde head welded to his hairy loins. He gasped as a powerful suction began drawing at his mouth-trapped cock. The girl's cheeks were hollowing and filling, hollowing and filling as she sucked.

"Keep it up, bitch, keep it up!" Hank growled. "I want you to suck the jizz right up out of my balls."

The blonde's lackluster blue eyes were focused dully on the root of Hank's cock, where it soared out of the hairy tangle of his loins. His bristly pubic hairs were tickling her nose. She had to fight down a desire to sneeze.

"Jeez leave some of her for us," one of the watching men said.

"Don't get your ass in an uproar, Pete," Hank panted. "There's plenty of this hot little cunt to go around."

Hank was slowly beginning to lose control. His legs were quivering. His hands were clenching and unclenching. He was clearly going to cum soon.

"Make your mouth like a cunt, slut," Hank panted. His clenching fingers suddenly grabbed handfuls of her blonde hair.

"Suck! Suck!" he bellowed.

Using the girl's hair as a lever, Hank began fucking her mouth on and off his bloated, near-bursting cock. Each time he rammed his hips forward, he jerked down on her head, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth.

The girl choked again. Hank's swollen cock-head was pounding against the back of her throat. Her tense throat muscles resisted for a moment, then relaxed.

"Aaaaahhhhhh Jesus!" Hank blurted out as the girl's throat opened. His cock slipped another three inches into her mouth. Now her nose pressed flat against his hairy loins.

Hank stared down at the girl's ovaled lips stretched so obscenely around his thrusting shaft.

"God I'm gonna cum!" he moaned. With his fingers still tightly gripping her hair, he rammed his cock into the girl's face two or three more times.

"AAARRRRGGGHHHH!" he cried suddenly. His head arched back, his muscles strained. Jet after jet of hot semen boiled up from his balls and shot into the blonde's sucking mouth.

"Keep it up, bitch, keep it up!" Hank bellowed. "Suck it dry!"

He held his cock buried to the hilt in the girl's mouth. Her throat expanded and contracted madly as she did her best to swallow every drop of his thick slippery cum. She had to, or she would strangle on the hot flood.

"Suck it suck it!"

Hank was bellowing and writhing as he pumped the last of his sperm into the gasping girl's mouth. A thick rope of his cum was pouring back out around where her lips were locked to his cock-shaft. He twisted his fingers in her hair, making her cry out with pain.

When Hank had shot the last of his load, he released the girl. She collapsed back on her heels, gulping, getting her breath back. A long strand of Hank's cum was trailing from her chin. Almost absent-mindedly she wiped it away with the back of her hand.

"Pete Joe she's yours now," Hank volunteered. Stuffing his still-dripping cock back into his pants, he waved the other two forward.

Pete and Joe moved quickly to the girl's side.

"Jesus what'll we do first?" Joe wondered.

"I wanna hunk of that blonde cunt," Pete drooled.

"Those tits really turn me on," Joe decided.

Through all this the girl remained sitting back on her heels, looking dully down at the floor. She was still licking the last of Hank's cum from her lips.

"Lay down, baby!" Joe snapped. "We got plans for you."

Obediently the girl lay down on her back. Her legs automatically fell open. She knew from habit what the men wanted.

"She got a name?" Pete asked.

"I heard Frank call her Sue," Hank replied.

"Okay, Suzy-baby," Pete snickered. "Open up and say 'ah'. You're gonna get a cunt fulla finger."

Sue gritted her teeth, waiting. Her whole body flinched when Pete brutally rammed a finger up into her cunt. But she didn't make a sound, just gritted her teeth.

"Hey somebody's sure been working this broad over," Pete said. "Her cunt's like hamburger."

"It gets a lotta use!" Hank guffawed. "She's the local punch board."

Sue tried to detach her mind from the pain in her cunt. When that didn't work, she tried to concentrate on making herself grow wet, so Pete's thrusting finger would slide in and out easier. It helped.