Straight Male / 36
From within the old wood hut you could hear the sound of skin against skin. The grunts of men and a thoathy almost defeated sound of a woman.
Inside the Hut the 3 of us had been at it for 2 hours now, sometimes together sometimes taking turns. Call it what you want to, it was clear what we were doing... we had taken her by force from her home, bound and gagged her and now we were gang r****g Seeta.
Exhausted she lay helplessly and took without complaint what each of us gave her. We had each come several times in either one or more of the bitches fuckholes.
Even Seeta had come twice.
I watched from the corner, slowly smoking my cigatette as John clutching a handful of her hair face fucked her. John was the only white guy in our group, he had always wanted to fuck an Indian woman. His white cock was long and slender with a bulbeous now almost purple head. That long white cock now deep into her throat.
The sounds of Seeta gagging on John's cock only being interupted by the slamming for Dumpies cock into her.
Her legs spread wide, Dumpies rammed his cock harder and harder into her all the while complaining that the bitch was too slippery.
It was a valid point, I had, as the orchestrator of this event, forbid the use of any condoms, and Dumpies was paying the price of trying to fuck a pussy already oozing come from each one of us.
But fuck away he did, the sexual desire had long since faded and he was fucking more in the pursuit of pain than pleasure.
I finished my cigarette and snorted another line. The little room was littered with cigarette butts, beer bottles and empty packets of CAT.
We had all done a lot of drugs by this point, even forcing our little whore to snort up more that she probably should have.
I walked over to her, she could barely muster a response.
I ordered my two accomplices to lift her, I slid under her and pushed my cock into her ass. Her once tight asshole was swollen red and almost distended, we had clearly done some damage.
Pity however was the furthest thing from my mind as we all buried our cocks into her holes.
There is was, spread open impaled by three cocks.
Moaning like a whore, we shot her full of our come and were surprised by her comming again.
It was at that point that our victim became an active participant, betrayed by her own body.
It was now many hours since we had started our violation of her body, the cries of protest and mercy now replaced with moans of pleasure.
We took turns hurling abuse at her, calling her slut, filthy whore and degrading name we could think off.
John now spent said his goodbyes, Dumpies had also fucked himself empty.
It was now only me, my cock being licked as I finger fucked her pussy and ass in turn.
She was my whore now. I knew it, she accepted it and she knew this encounter would not be our last
Inside the Hut the 3 of us had been at it for 2 hours now, sometimes together sometimes taking turns. Call it what you want to, it was clear what we were doing... we had taken her by force from her home, bound and gagged her and now we were gang r****g Seeta.
Exhausted she lay helplessly and took without complaint what each of us gave her. We had each come several times in either one or more of the bitches fuckholes.
Even Seeta had come twice.
I watched from the corner, slowly smoking my cigatette as John clutching a handful of her hair face fucked her. John was the only white guy in our group, he had always wanted to fuck an Indian woman. His white cock was long and slender with a bulbeous now almost purple head. That long white cock now deep into her throat.
The sounds of Seeta gagging on John's cock only being interupted by the slamming for Dumpies cock into her.
Her legs spread wide, Dumpies rammed his cock harder and harder into her all the while complaining that the bitch was too slippery.
It was a valid point, I had, as the orchestrator of this event, forbid the use of any condoms, and Dumpies was paying the price of trying to fuck a pussy already oozing come from each one of us.
But fuck away he did, the sexual desire had long since faded and he was fucking more in the pursuit of pain than pleasure.
I finished my cigarette and snorted another line. The little room was littered with cigarette butts, beer bottles and empty packets of CAT.
We had all done a lot of drugs by this point, even forcing our little whore to snort up more that she probably should have.
I walked over to her, she could barely muster a response.
I ordered my two accomplices to lift her, I slid under her and pushed my cock into her ass. Her once tight asshole was swollen red and almost distended, we had clearly done some damage.
Pity however was the furthest thing from my mind as we all buried our cocks into her holes.
There is was, spread open impaled by three cocks.
Moaning like a whore, we shot her full of our come and were surprised by her comming again.
It was at that point that our victim became an active participant, betrayed by her own body.
It was now many hours since we had started our violation of her body, the cries of protest and mercy now replaced with moans of pleasure.
We took turns hurling abuse at her, calling her slut, filthy whore and degrading name we could think off.
John now spent said his goodbyes, Dumpies had also fucked himself empty.
It was now only me, my cock being licked as I finger fucked her pussy and ass in turn.
She was my whore now. I knew it, she accepted it and she knew this encounter would not be our last
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