Janet gagged, tasting that bleachy, familiar flavor of his cum. She knew what it felt like to be fucked in the mouth. She had denied it only to make him force his cock into her. She enjoyed that, enjoyed being forced, being raped in the cunt, in the mouth.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Bill moaned, his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. His hips were working now, sliding back and forth, sawing his dick in and out of her dick hungry mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!"
Frothy drool oozed from the corners of her stretched lips, dribbling down her chin and wetting the tabletop. Each time Bill shoved his cock in, her cheeks puffed out, her breath coming in short, frantic pants. At times Janet thought she was going to pass put from lack of air. She jerked her head from side to side, sucking in oxygen through her flared nostrils with a wheezing sound.
"Man, I think I wanna crawl into that mouth when I get a chance to fuck 'er," Greig said, watching in fascination as Bill kept fucking Janet.
Janet kept protesting, knowing that the men wanted to hear her cries, her screams. Looking up again, she saw that wolf-like stare in Bill's eyes, the same stare she'd seen in Jack's. They sought out women like her, needed women like her. She was one of their kind, a woman who enjoyed being tamed, mastered, but who still revolted only to be mastered again. Janet had no idea why she was like this, why she was so different from other girls. But there it was and she had to live with it.
"Ohhh, yeah, take that dick. Gimme good, fuckin' good head!" Bill cried, feeding her mouth more and more of his cock.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Janet felt Bill ease his knees off her cramped arms. He was smoothing his thumbs over her cheeks. The weight, the heft, the bulk of that heavy cock chugging in and out of her mouth was sending shock waves through her. She was actually turning on to what was happening to her. The girl then realized that sucking a cock, working her tongue over and over that fucking prick, was doing this to her! Incredible!
"Come on, baby, don't give up on me now," Bill said.
Janet sucked more and more furiously. She increased the pressure of her lips around the massive dick filling her mouth. At the same time she wiggled her tongue frantically around the ridged underside, flicking it back and forth, feeling the young man on top of her go crazy. How strange it was that only a few days the thought of putting a dick in her mouth was repulsive. How the thought of it had made her gag, nearly retch! And here she was sucking on a prick as if her life depended on it!
"Swing on that rod, baby. Come on, man, swing on it! Ohhhh yeahhh, good head, bitch, good fuckin' head," Bill groaned, his head flopping from side to side.
"Man, she's gonna make him pop right now," Greig said, watching the girl's head jerk frantically up and down.
"No, man, no!"
Bill was reaching behind him, his fingers groping for her clit.
Janet was thrashing against the ropes, her mouth sucking hard, her tongue going crazy against his pumping cock. For a moment the girl wanted to bite down on his dick. Yes, that would show him, show all of them that they couldn't torture her, couldn't harm her. But that thought passed. The next second she was back sucking for her clear life, feeling more and more of his bleachy cum oozing from his piss-slit, coating her tongue, her mouth, her throat, the taste of it making her swallow more and more.
And then he was pinching her clit, taking it between his thumb and forefinger and pinching it hard. The girl let out a wild scream, her mouth opening wide, air rushing against his prick. That was all Bill needed. Still teasing her clit, the big stud came, sending rushes of cum down her throat.
"Aaggghghhhh!" Janet swallowed, hard. She knew she would drown in jizz if she didn't. More and more gouts of cum spattered against the insides of her cheeks, wadded up, then slipped down her throat.
The young stud on top of her was going crazy, his knees hitting her chin, the sides of her head. Janet wanted to scream, to scream as loudly as she could. But that spraying cock in her mouth kept her from doing much more than gagging.
In a moment Bill was through. Sagging back, pulling his flaccid prick from her mouth and wiping the greasy head over her lips, he fell from the panting young woman.
"Man, she's still in heat," Greig said with pleasure.
"Yeah, she didn't cum when I did," Bill said.
"Well, she's gonna make it when I fuck the shit outta her," Greig said, pulling his pants down.
"Hey, come on, let's both get the bitch," Jack suggested.
Bill was wiping his cock off, having slid off the table. Jack moved up and took the screws off her cuntlips, making Janet murmur a thanks. The ropes were the next to go, the knots untied, the line taken from her body.
Janet was exhausted, too tired, too degraded and shamed to fight back. Jack took her feet, Greig her hands and head and moved to the sofa.