Chapter 8
Donna had been fucked so many times she lost count. The taste of cum was constantly on her breath, and her throat was raw from being fucked by hard, throbbing cocks.
She turned slightly in the bed and felt the ropes at her feet and hands cut into her flesh. A body-she didn't know whose-lay against her side. It didn't matter anyway, for all three men seemed to melt into one sadistic brute who fucked her over and over.
On the second day of her capture she'd given up all hope of escape. Even if they untied her, she was too weak to make any attempt.
"Mmmmm, you awake?" she heard a deep voice say.
"Yes," Donna replied numbly. She didn't know what time it was, even what day it was. The room was darkened and it could have been evening or morning. "I'm awake," she added.
A heavy body crushed down on her form, then she felt the rock-hard texture of a cock sear between her thighs. The familiar, sandpaper-like pain hit her insides as the swollen cockhead fucked deep into her reamed-out canal.
"Ahhhh ... nothing like a sweet piece of ass to start the day," she heard him say, finally recognizing his voice.
It was Tony, and for that, she was thankful.
At least he wasn't quite the beast Wayne and Bob were. She still bore the bruises on her flesh from their fucking.
It seemed that each day brought new horror, new humiliation from them. With Bob, especially. It seemed he wasn't satisfied with her screams of anguish until her voice was also racked with pleasure. Lately, she couldn't even distinguish between the two sensations.
"Mind if I suck on your tits?" Tony said, moving his warm, wet mouth from her neck to her tits.
Mind? What choice did she have?
Her pussy entrance widened as the root of Tony's cock throbbed inside her cunt hole. She could now feel the loose flesh of his balls just under her pussy crack. They were pulsating like two furry animals.
"Ohhhh," she murmured, feeling the dull sensations at the back of her cunt become electric.
"God, baby, you've got the sweetest goddamned cunt," Tony grunted. "Sure gonna hate leaving here today."
Donna flinched with surprise. Then it had been a week! It was almost over!
"Today is ... Sunday?" she asked.
"Yeah," Tony said, smacking his lips around her nipples. "Guess we'd better clear out before your old man comes home."
Oh ... sweet Hollis, Donna thought. What would his reaction be when he found out what had happened to her? Coming home to a house that had been robbed, finding his wife on the bed, suffering from an entire week of fucking and sucking?
He would probably blame himself forever, and even though neither was at fault, it might be the ruin of their marriage.
She decided then, if she could help it, he wouldn't find out. About the rape, anyway. After they came home from the airport, she would try to register surprise at finding their house looted.
Hollis ... Hollis ...
She could see his dark good looks, his firm, pulsating cock, feel his muscular, hairy arms embrace her.
"Mmmmm, fuck me," she whispered, arching her back. "God ... stick it to me and screw my pussy good ... "
"You got it, whore," Tony said, biting into the delicate flesh of her tits. "Gonna ream this little cunt out so fucking hard!"
With that, he began fucking wildly into her pussy. Soon his hairy, tight ass was bobbing up and down in a fleshy blur, his balls slapping the insides of her thighs.
"Yes ... God, yes," Donna panted. "Just like that ... harder, baby ... all the way in ... make it ... hurt."
Donna didn't care that it wasn't her husband on top of her. With her eyes closed, it could very well have been Hollis. Tony's cock was just as big and thick, his shoulders wide and muscular.
A sudden burst of ecstasy hit the back of her cunt, causing every muscle in her body to tighten. Slowly, the burning sensations swept forward, then exploded around her cunt opening.
"Hard!" she shrieked. "Goddamn you ... hard!"
The warmth of Tony's mouth seemed to pull her tits right down his throat. Another jolt of climax riddled her guts. She began screaming with anguished release.
Then, when she didn't think it was possible for the sensations to get any more intense, they did. She felt his cock jerk with life, begin to spit out thick, milky wads of cum.
"Fucking ... take it, slut!" Tony gasped, biting from her tits to the hollow of her throat. He licked over her chin, then clamped his mouth around her parted lips. He stabbed his tongue over hers. "Here ... bitch ... screw it ... unhhhh ... up here! Take it ... all the way ... here!"
Soon, Donna's insides were a bubbly cauldron of cum. But the best part came when the bulk of his jism showered her pussy. The fluid blasted over her fluttering cunt walls, then melted backward, rolling over her buzzing clit. The liquid was like boiling acid, eating right to the core.
"Aieeeee!" she wailed, then fell back, gasping for air. "Fuck ... yes ... fuck me!"
"Ohhh ... shit," Tony grunted, fucking in the last of his cum. He squirmed his ass around, fucking his cock inside her slicked-up pussy opening. "Felt like I screwed my ... brains out!"
After they had lain there for a few moments, Donna heard the shuffling of feet in the hallway. Before the door opened, she knew what was in store for her.
Bob and Wayne had spent the night with Carla, probably fucking her crazy, and they would now start the day with her.
But it was the last day ...
She had held on until now, she could take a few more hours.
She shivered. Maybe she couldn't. If she three-way fucked a thousand times, she would never get used to having three cocks inside her at the same time.
A woman just wasn't built for such abuse.
"You ready for us, baby?" Bob said after opening the door, entering the room naked. Behind him trailed Wayne, an eager smile on his face.
"Aw, shit, I thought I had her all to myself," Tony said.
"You thought wrong," Bob said, getting onto the bed. "Ok, off. Let me at that sweet cunt."
Perhaps the most terrible thing about it was the fact that they wouldn't untie her. And with three of them fucking her body, her bonds pulled against her until all her joints throbbed with burning spasms of pain.
Tied up and fucked by three men at the same time. She still couldn't get used to the idea. It simply wasn't real. It was a nightmare.
Tony pulled away and crawled up on the bed. He flopped his cock down to her face and forced the tip of his cum-stained prickshaft against her lips. At the same time, Donna felt herself repositioned. Bob lay on top of her and fucked his cock savagely into her pussy. Wayne lay behind her and fucked his prick deep into her shitter.
"Ohhhhh!" she screamed around the wet texture of Tony's cock. "It ... it's killing me!"
Her words became a gurgle of anguish as Tony shoved forward, fucking his prick fully into her throat. He then reached between his legs and rolled his balls over her cheeks.
After the first blinding spasm of pain had subsided, Donna relaxed slightly. Her only hope was that the three-way fuck would be over soon.
"Like this?" Bob grunted, kissing the inside of her arm as he fucked his cock in and out of her pussy. "Hmmmm, baby? Three big cocks at the same time? Bet your husband can't give you thrills like this."
Even if Donna could have answered, she would have been dumbfounded as to an answer. Did this jerk think this was pleasure? She felt like her insides were on fire.
"Hey, Bob, I think you're gonna have to chain out her shitter again," Wayne said from behind her. "She's closing up some."
His words were like a knife in Donna's brain. Not that chain! Bob had worked on her with that chain until she knew she couldn't take it again. Her only hope as to try to relax completely so Wayne's cock would go in and out more easily.
"Mmmm, that's better," Wayne said, kissing the back of her neck. "Ohhh ... yes, a lot better."
When Donna forced herself to relax, she felt a growing pressure inside her body, although it wasn't from their cocks. She'd never felt anything like it before.
Her lips closed more tightly around Tony's cock and she rubbed her nose into the wiry patch of crotch hair.
Cock ...
In her throat, in her pussy, in her ass.
Grinding in and out, totally filling every crevice. And after a few seconds, it was as if she had become a part of them.
"Mmmmm," she gurgled, rocking her head back and forth. She flexed, then relaxed her pussy and ass muscles, felt their cocks fuck farther inside her body. Another moan burst from her throat, becoming muffled in Tony's thick growth of crotch hair.
"Suck it, cocksucker," Tony said, pumping his ass back and forth. "Right ... between your cum-loving tonsils, whore!"
Donna was almost afraid to admit it, but she was beginning to like this. There was no pain, and her body seemed to be filling with liquid warmth. She began writhing, clawing at her palms with her nails.
Three cocks fucking wildly inside her body ...
Before the thought was complete, her insides flooded with a clawing pleasure. And, a couple of seconds later, she experienced a series of climaxes that were so powerful that she thought the top of her head would blow off.
She jerked her mouth away from Tony's cock and bit the inside of his thigh, drawing blood.
"Fuckkkkkk!" she shrieked, her eyes squinting shut. "All ... all of you ... fuck me ... God, I've got to have it ... together!"
As the last few words escaped her lips, she felt a warmness splash over her face. She quickly opened her eyes and saw Tony's cockhead jerk wildly, spitting out thick globs of molten cum. She lapped out her tongue and caught some of the fluid, sucking it greedily into the back of her throat.
"Jesus ... fucking Christ!" Bob growled, heaving forward, fucking in the first of his massive cum-load.
While cum burned into her stomach, Donna felt her pussy swell under Bob's savage fucking. Then, to her disbelief, she felt Wayne's cock expand, explode with his jism.
Three cocks at the same time ... blowing their loads at the same time!
Just the idea was enough to cause her insides to react violently. Soon, ecstasy bordered pain, leaving her writhing in anguished desire.
And it wouldn't stop. Each time she felt the subsiding pangs of orgasm, another burst of climax would fill her guts. She was out of control, every cell in her body becoming a vacuum for their cum, their fucking cocks.
"Screw on it, you cocksucking ... whore!" Bob grunted, pumping in the last of his jism.
"Take mine, too," Wayne whispered, nibbling at the back of her neck as he ground in the final globs of his release.
At last, Donna went limp, her tits heaving with satisfaction. She knew then that she had experienced few other women ever would.
Total, pure, raw pleasure. It was so good, so intense, her teeth were tingling still.
"Ohhhhh ... God," she whispered, letting Tony's prick slide from her throat. She kissed the tip of his cockshaft as his prick slipped from between her lips. "It ... it was ... wonderful ... "
"Not bad," Bob said, pulling away. He sat back on his haunches and looked at her firm, ripened body. "But just wait until you find out what we've saved up for you."
Donna didn't like the sound of his voice. It was even more cruel than before.
But if she'd taken this horror for almost seven days, what on earth could they do to her now?
"We're gonna lean up against the wall, and you're gonna crawl back and forth. You're gonna suck us dry, baby," Bob said.
What's unusual about that? She'd sucked their cocks all week long.
"And then you're gonna put on another show for us," Bob added.
So? What's the big deal? They'd made her eat out Carla more times than she could count.
And besides, if the prick thought he was forcing her to do things she didn't want to do, he was wrong.
She liked sucking them off, and she liked tongue-fucking Carla's pussy.
Donna smiled. They no longer had any control over her. She had reached her limit of humiliation. She couldn't possibly absorb anymore.
"This next show is gonna be a little different," Bob continued. "You'll have a ... dog-gone good time."
Donna was puzzled by their laughter.
"But first, get on your knees, cocksucker and lick some big prick," Bob said, fumbling with the ropes at her hands and feet.
After she was free, Bob pushed her roughly to the floor, then tied her hands behind her back. He spread his legs as he stood before her and thrust his hips forward.
"Suck me," he commanded, rolling the tip of his cock over her lips. "Take it down ... and eat me dry ... "
As Donna gulped his prick to its furry base, she looked at Wayne and Tony move beside Bob. The three of them were standing there like three pagan gods, their cocks rigid, ready to fuck their loads of jism into her throat.
And then they would watch while she ate out Carla's pussy.
"That's it, baby, eat it down like a good little girl," Bob said, placing his hands behind her head. "Get yourself all warmed up for the show you're gonna give us."
"Make sure Carla is in here to watch, too," Wayne said.
Carla watch?
They had something else in mind, but what? She looked upward, through the brush of Bob's crotch hairs, a puzzled expression on her face. He was looking down, a sadistic grin on his mouth.
"You wondering about the show, baby?" he said, fucking his prick back and forth. "You're gonna get doggy-fucked, that's what," he added.
Doggy-fucked? So? They had done that, too. They had fucked her from behind scores of times.
"His name is Rex," Bob laughed. "That means king."
"Mmmmmfff?" Donna gurgled, her mind darkening with a new-found terror.
"And his big ol' dog cock is long and red and he just loves fucking lady pussy," Bob said.
It took a long while for his words to register. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. Surely, they wouldn't make her do anything that terrible!
"You're gonna have your little pussy just pumped full of hot dog cum," Bob said.
"No!" Donna screamed, recoiling from his grasp. "I ... won't! I can't!"
But, as she looked at their faces, she knew she would have to.
Later, her tears mixed with Bob's cum dripped from her chin to her upturned tits while her mind was filled with thoughts too horrifying to put into words.