Owned by the Billionaire(19)

Marco reached for me first, but Harry slapped his hand away. Licking his lips, he stared at my breasts, the soft flesh jiggling in time with my shaking knees. I turned my face away as he leaned towards me, and his stubbly lips slid across my cheek. He grunted in irritation, and tangled his hand in my hair, painfully yanking my head around to face him. His wet mouth slid across mine, and his tongue probed against my tightly closed lips. I shuddered, and then whimpered as hard fingers slid between my legs.

Marco had knelt down beside us, and his blunt fingers were shoving against my panties. He seemed perplexed by the flat vibrator sewn into the crotch, and twisted it, the hard plastic biting into my pussy. I gasped in startled pain, and Harry took the opportunity to cram his thick tongue into my mouth. I choked and tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip in my hair until I couldn't move, and his intruding tongue leisurely explored my mouth.

Impatiently, Marco ripped the vibrator away, tearing my silky panties and exposing my shaved pussy to the cool air. The sound of ripping fabric caught Harry's attention, and he finally released my mouth, looking down in confusion. "Hey!" His bass grumble made Marco look up, just in time to catch a heavy fist across his jaw. The blow knocked the smaller man to the floor, and he snarled up onto his elbows, blood leaking down his chin from a split lip. I gasped, heart pounding, but unable to move with Harry's fist in my hair. He growled at Marco, shaking my head painfully for emphasis. "I get her first, asswipe!"

Marco coughed and spat, leaving a bright red spray across the white marble floor. "We're supposed to double-team her, dumbass. You heard the boss." Harry's face darkened with anger for a moment, but then he laughed, chuckling coarsely. "What the hell. I just want her pretty mouth for right now. You can do whatever the fuck you want to the rest of the slut." He shoved me onto my knees, leering at me and revealing a missing back tooth. "You're going to suck my dick, bitch."

I felt frozen with dread, but to my utter shame, the degrading treatment was somehow also arousing me. Marco shoved the center of my back, knocking me forward onto my hands and knees, and then ran a calloused hand across my bare ass. Even as I shuddered under his touch, heat gathered in my traitorous pussy. The crude man snickered, pinching me painfully. "Hey, check out these bruises! This slut likes the rough stuff." He slapped my ass and I yelped, shocked at the sudden sting. "Shut the bitch up already!" Another hard slap fell across my reddening skin.

Harry knelt to the floor in front of me. His huge hand came up to grip the back of my head and he ground my face against his crotch, the rough denim abrading my cheek. I could feel the hard outline of his cock under his jeans. With a satisfied grunt, his hands dropped down, and he unzipped his fly. He wore no boxers, and his hairy cock instantly sprang free, thick and long. Oh God, this is really happening.

The odd numbness that had dulled my thoughts vanished, and I jerked back with a whimper. Marco laid a punishing blow on my ass, and I cried out. Harry grinned down at me. "It's too late to back out now, whore! The boss owns your ass." I gulped, head hanging down, struggling for control. I had to do this. Just get it over with, already. Reluctantly, my whole body shaking in revulsion, I raised my head and opened my mouth.

Harry shoved his cock between my lips with a happy groan. He grabbed my hair when I tried to pull back, and sank his thick dick even deeper into my throat. It was huge, painfully stretching my jaw, and I gagged and choked as the broad head bumped the back of my throat. Grunting, he pulled his cock half-way out before slamming it back into my mouth. I gasped for breath between strokes as he set up a fast, pounding rhythm.

The force of his thrusts rocked me back and forth on my knees. Marco laughed, and slapped my ass in time, making me yelp around the cock in my mouth. Then his hands slid down my ass, and rough fingers probed my pussy. I couldn't stifle a moan as his hard finger ground against my clit, sending unwilling pulses of pleasure through my straining body. "Ha! Her pussy's wet. She really is a whore."

I closed my eyes, hot tears of pain and humiliation streaking down my cheeks, as Harry slammed his cock even deeper into my throat and Marco's thick finger slid into my virgin sheath. My pussy clenched around him reflexively, and he groaned appreciatively. "God, she's tight. I'm gonna fuck her raw!"

Harry pulled his cock from my mouth, and I turned my head away gratefully, gasping for breath. "Hell yeah, you fuck her pussy and I'll do her in the ass!" Marco responded by shoving more fingers into my twat, stretching my pussy more than ever before, and then forcing a rough thumb into my asshole. He slammed his fingers into my flinching body hard enough to bruise, again and again, ignoring my pained cries. I sobbed from the burning ache in my pussy and ass, resting my forehead on the cool tiles beneath me. Oh God, please let this be over soon! But I knew the worst was yet to come.