William Burke - Bondage slave niece

The bell above the door rang and Melissa rose to answer the summons of her cruel mistress, Diane DeMarrow. She quickly stood, spun on her heels and turned to leave the tack room.

"Oh, my God!" Melissa gasped as she found herself looking into the evil brown eyes of Bruce. Bruce was blocking the doorway, standing up straight, with his arms crossed and leering at her with a look of lust pasted to his handsome face.

"Well, hello there Melissa," Bruce hissed. He licked his lips and surveyed the curvaceous lines of her body. Then he stared right at her, piercing her eyes and making her shudder with fear.

He was certainly a good-looking man, she thought. A big man, with a massive chest, muscular arms and a thick shock of black hair on his head. Yes, Bruce was handsome. But he sure was a mean son of a bitch.

"I think it would be a very good idea for you to suck my cock, Melissa. I'm in a rather sexy mood and your cute little mouth will satisfy me for the present. So get down on your knees and suck my prick, you little wench!" As Bruce spoke, he pulled his big, thick cock out of his pants and wagged it obscenely in front of him.

Melissa dropped to her knees and, after pushing aside the black leather riding boot that she had been cleaning when Bruce first startled her, she glanced up at him. A tear ran dawn her cheek. She felt so degraded, so terribly humiliated, but she knew that Bruce would force her td suck his prick. She had no choice at all. If she refused his depraved demands, he would beat her. She reached for his cock, but he slapped her hands away brutally.

"You stupid slut," he said. "You'll suck my cock, but you'll just have to wait a little bit." At that, Bruce stepped forward and pressed his bulbous cock-tip into her eye. He moved his prick slowly over her face, stabbing it into her other eye and jabbing it into her nostril. Then his yoke thundered with a loud sadistic laugh.

Feelings of fear and hate welled up inside of the debased woman. Suddenly the bell rang again. Melissa gasped. She knew that Diane must be growing very angry at having to wait after ringing for her! If only Bruce would leave her alone.

"Bruce, please let me go," Melissa pleaded. "Diane just rang for me again. If I don't go at once, I'll be in real trouble." Melissa was begging now, hoping that he would take pity on her.

"You dumb bitch. You're not going anywhere until you suck my cock." He pressed his cock-tip against her closed lips and rubbed his member lewdly across her straight row of sparkling white teeth. "Now suck my cock! Now!" he commanded. "And suck it right or you'll be damned sorry, you stupid cunt."

Melissa had no choice. She opened her mouth wide and his prick slipped between her lips. She licked and sucked at his cock-tip. She really hated Bruce. She had only known him for a week, but she knew that he was a brutal and vicious man. Oh, he was red handsome, and quite a stud of a man, with a giant prick, a real credit to his gender. But the trouble with Bruce was well, Bruce was nuts.

He was evil, wicked, nasty, crude and depraved. And, as if that were not bad enough, so was Diane DeMarrow, the voluptuous blonde beauty who was waiting for her upstairs in her luxurious bedroom. They were both as crazy as drunken loom. Melissa wondered how she had ever been dumb enough to get mixed up with Bruce and Diane. It was such a dreadful situation.

"I don't think your mind is on your work, Melissa," Bruce snarled. "I'm in a real horny mood today. Right now, I need a good fucking. And I think your mouth will do quite well for starters. Now get your fucking mouth moving over my prick, you bitch! And suck me nice and hard!" he shouted as he rammed his cock deep into her throat and jerked his hips violently.

Melissa sucked hard on his prick, trying to please him. But Bruce was not satisfied with her efforts. He grabbed her behind the neck, pinching her flesh cruelly, and brutally forced her head forward.

"Unnnggghhhhh!" he panted. "That's better. Keep it up sweet-cunt."

As Melissa sucked his prick, her thoughts returned to her lamentable situation. She was their slave! She had served Diane for two years, but more in the role of a servant than a sex slave. Then, a week ago, Bruce had moved into the mansion and the two of them had turned poor Melissa into a bonafide sex slave! It was almost too absurd to believe. But, it was true!

They used her as though she were a mere sexual toy to be played with whenever they felt the urge to act out their perverted sexual desires. She hated them both and swore that some day she would have her revenge. But, as for now, Melissa had to obey Bruce's decadent command or she would be brutally punished.

Bruce was panting as he stabbed his mammoth cock into her mouth. His hips jerked rhythmically as he ground his crotch into her face. His huge, thick prick was forcing Melissa's jaws apart brutally.

She grimaced in pain; tears filled her eyes. His giant cock was literally tearing the muscle fibers of her jaws. She gagged and pulled her face away from the man. His prick slipped out from between her lips. It was hard and slick, and stuck out from his matted crotch hair, wagging obscenely, as if scolding her for doing an improper cock-sucking job.

"I'm so sorry, Bruce!" she cried. "Please believe me. I'm doing the best I can. It's it's just that your cock is so huge. It is really too big for my mouth. Please forgive me!"

"Fuck you!" he yelled as he struck her, slapping her hard across the cheek with a backhand blow that sent her sprawling on the floor. He kicked her in the side and she winched in pain. "Get the fuck up, bitch! I haven't finished with you yet. I told you to suck my cock and I meant it. Now suck me hard," he commanded. "And if your mouth is too damned small," with a cruel rasping tone of voice, "then maybe well just have to stretch it so that it fits around my cock. Now get on with it, sweet-cunt!"

She lifted herself from the floor, leaned forward, and gasped his cock once again. Melissa was really scared now. What the hell did he mean anyway when he said: we'll have to stretch your mouth so that it fits my cock?

Lifting his prick to her lips once again, she licked the underside of his cock-shaft with long tongue movements, giving special attention to the sensitive flesh just below his bulbous, hot cock-lip. Then she sucked his cock as hard as she could. She managed to suck his entire cock-shaft between her lips. But, as she sucked, his cock kept growing in her mouth. It kept getting harder and harder, bigger and bigger, thicker and thicker. Her jaws began to ache again as she sucked Bruce's cock. His giant cock seemed to grow an inch or more every time she sucked hard on it.

"Uuunngghhh," Bruce moaned. "That's it sweet-cunt. Keep it up. You're starting to get the hang of it now. Just keep on going, bitch."

Bruce was a big, muscular man with a rather extraordinary slab of cock between his legs. Melissa had never seen a cock the size of Bruce's spectacular prick. And she had seen quite a few in her twenty-one years. Bruce had an abnormally large cock, she thought. Hell, with a prick like that, Bruce could clean up at a carnival. His prick was so huge and thick that it seemed almost freakish. Yeah, she thought, Bruce would undoubtedly be a big attraction in a carnival side show. As she sucked his cock, she wondered if people would actually pay money to gape at such a gigantic cock. Then she wondered if some people might actually pay to suck his big prick.

"Oh, yes. Way to go sweet-cunt. Get down on my big cock, you little fucking bitch," Bruce blurted. "Keep it up."

Bruce was really into it now, she thought. He was face-fucking her. Stroking her brutally with his thick cock. His hips ground away in a steady back-and-forth movement. His cock was so big now that it filled her mouth to the brim. And still there were about two inches of fleshy cock-shaft that had not yet penetrated her mouth.