Sean, with his hands tied behind his back around a wooden pillar, could only watch in pain as his girlfriend, Dawn, writhed in fear. For the past 24 hours, they have been confined to a guest bedroom, in a bungalow owned by a ‘good samaritian’ who offered them a room in exchange for a free-show (as they hooked up).
Being just seventeen year-olds, the couple couldn’t be any happier to strike that deal, solving their dilemma with a small trade-off. Little did they expect, to see men storming into their room after Sean got his ‘relieve’, restraining them at a torturous distance apart. A tall, paint bucket with a toilet cover on top of it, was shoved under Sean’s butt for ‘waste disposal’, while Dawn, was kept on the bed for reasons they dare not imagine.
Her arms, were tied at the wrists to the top two corners of the bed. Her knees and ankles, were held by similar restraints that ran under the wooden bed frame. They had made sure to keep her ass elevated in the air, for some ‘tender’ loving.
(Man speaking through the door) ‘You’re next? Money? Come in.’
Another male, this time in his late forties, entered the room as he put a few pieces of ten-dollar notes into the stack the owner held in his palm. He promptly stripped his pants off and climbed onto the bed, ignoring the pleas of Dawn as he forced his cock into her.
The last time she screamed, the owner and another man stuffed her panties into her mouth, and pinched her nose to suffocate her while twisting Sean’s arms behind the pillar. Thereafter, no more noises came from them, except for the cries which Dawn could not hold back whenever a cock was inside her.
Sobbing at the rhythm her pussy was getting ravaged, the man showed no signs of slowing down, even picking up speed as moans were heard escaping from her mouth. It was no longer a surprise to both Sean and the owner, that she could climax to a dick she had no emotional bonds to. A high-pitched wail came and went, in place to a desperate, agonising grunt from the man as his body shivered to an intense downfall.
The sudden pause in all movements on the bed materialised yet another horror of Sean. The unexpectedly long, flaccid cock that pulled away from Dawn’s swollen, plump vagina did little to shock the then-numbed Sean, let alone the waves of cum oozing out of her after that.
‘You? How old are you? Show me your IC? Okay. Money?’
A guy in his twenties showed up all nervous, took his shorts off and knelt behind Dawn. His unusually thick dong was then slowly slid into her cum-filled pussy, before exacting the same wrath as the men before. In less than five strokes, Dawn’s screams of pain turned hoarse, and then quiet. Before Sean’s eyes, she was fucked in and out of consciousness repeatedly, body going through waves after waves of violent convulsions.
The way he managed to go even faster frightened Sean greatly, since he watched Dawn’s eyes turned blank. A series of loud grunts came as cum sprayed over her back, on top of the dried up stains already there.
‘Have a good rest guys. Just five more in the morning, then you’re free to go.’
The owner picked up a camcorder below his chair and left them alone, to properly cry and calm each other down for the rest of the night.