Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
“I know, Ash,” Saint says, and my body trembles as my legs try to fight his hands holding them wide open. “But I want to see how wet your cunt gets while they fuck your mouth.”
Tears burn my eyes before they leak down the side of my face. I try to rock back and forth, arch my back. Anything to try to relieve the pain, but Saint doesn’t let up.
Haidyn comes to stand to my right at the table while Kashton stands at the left. They each take the excess rope connected to each leg and then bend down on either side of the benches. Moments later, they stand, and Saint removes his hands from my knees and jumps off the picnic table.
I try to close my legs now that he is no longer holding them down, but they remain wide open. I try harder but the rope just tightens on my sensitive skin. Spit flies from the gag and hits my face as I try to calm my racing heart. They’ve got my legs bent, ankles tied to my thighs, and spread wide open so the heels of my feet touch my ass. Then tied the remaining rope to the benches, keeping them open.
Saint walks around to where my head is and pulls me toward him enough so that my head hangs off the sharp edge. I blink, and fresh tears run down my face. He takes a new piece of rope and begins to wrap it around my slick neck, then he bends down and secures it underneath the bench.
He’s made it impossible for me to lift my head. The table's edge smashes my tightly secured arms, and I struggle to breathe through my runny nose.
“Be a good girl for me, sweetheart, and show them how good you’ve gotten at swallowing dick.”
SAINT
I stand next to the picnic table watching her squirm. I have her tied in a Frog tie position with a single tie: double column tie—each ankle to thigh. Then I had the guys tie the remainder of the rope down to the benches. It keeps her cunt and ass wide open for me to see and her completely immobile.
“Your bodysuit is soaked, Ash,” I say, looking at the wet spot between her legs. “Is that from you or me?”
Reaching out, I pull the material to the side exposing her to the world. Cum covers her swollen cunt, and I smile. “A little bit of both.” I observe, and the sight of the butt plug gets my attention. I grab the base and turn it counterclockwise, making her squirm and moan through the open-mouth gag.
Kashton steps up to the edge of the table and smiles down at her tear-streaked face as he undoes his jeans. He pulls out his hard dick and doesn’t waste a second thrusting it into her mouth. He takes it slow, fucking her pretty face. He shoves his hand down the high collar of her bodysuit and squeezes her nipples, playing with them while he rocks his hips back and forth.
I push two fingers into her cunt, and she clenches down on them as I add a third.
“Look at you, sweet cheeks.” He praises her. “You are getting so much better at taking a dick. You’re not even gagging.” He removes his hand from her bodysuit and places it under her tied neck, arching her more so he can go deeper.
“You like to spend time on your knees, don’t you, sweetheart?” I force a fourth into her soaked pussy, and my dick strains against my zipper.
Her tied legs shake, and her stomach caves, outlining her ribs through the thin material while she tries to breathe between his thrusts.
“I love a whore on her knees.” He groans, watching his cock slide in and out of her drool-covered face. She’s a mess. Just how I like her. “What about you, Haidyn?”
He’s standing over by his bike, watching intently. The outline of his hard dick on full display. “I prefer an ass.” He shrugs. “But a mouth can be good too when it’s not filled with a gag.”
“Goddamn, Ash…” Kash trails off, both hands reaching across her tied body and grip her inner thighs, digging his fingers into her flesh. She arches her back the best she can as he pounds into her mouth harder, the sound of him fucking intensifies with each gurgle of saliva.
He slams forward, holding his cock down her throat, his zipper pressing into her face, and she fights the ropes harder, begging to breathe before he groans and comes down her throat.
Pulling out, she’s gasping as drool and cum leak down the sides of her face.
Her body shakes as tears run from her blue eyes. “Such a pretty little whore, sweetheart,” I say, continuing to finger her soaked cunt. I can see her hard nipples through the thin material of the bodysuit. I want to rip it off her and suck on them, but I won’t. She needs something to wear on the way home. I just wanted to get her out of Carnage for a good time. When we return, I’ll tie her naked ass to my bed and use her for my own pleasure.