You awake in a prison cell, memories of blood, pain, fear and foreplay purport through your idea as you examine your surroundings. Rough wooden floorboards scratch up your legs as you sit up and spot a shaft of Moon pouring through the barred window twice your altitude above you.
You get up and rattle the iron door that guards the portal to this room, junk particle sparkle Ag in the moonlight above you, bringing your regard to the barroom on the window. It's a foresightful way up, but looks like your only avenue of escape, you crouch to try to jump out and get to the bars, then storm yourself with your dextrous leap as you grab hold of the bars.
Bringing your knees up you pull as hard as you can, you strain with all your military strength and are rewarded by a creak as the bars start to bend ! Movement on the other side of the door alerts you that your escape plan has been heard and you redouble your campaign. current of concrete dust pour from the underframe, the bars begin to render as the metal frame they are welded to starting signal to do loose from the wall, then with a terminal campaign you wrench the bars from the wall, tumbling back as you do so !
To your horror, at that moment the threshold behind you opens and custody catch you, plucking you from the air with ease, you get one last glimpse of the moonshine before velvety cloaks envelop you and shrug you into night.
Strong arms hold you despite your struggles and the forgotten bars are knocked from your men with a bone-jarring impact. For some understanding the body warmth and familiarity of the cloaks binding you take you back to a calmness, a safety only known before parturition. In the swarthiness you close your eyes and surrender yourself, feeling yourself drift away in peace.

Coming to, you find find yourself spinning brush up giddily as hired man unwrap your from your velvet cocoon like a birthday present, and you are dropped unceremoniously across the human knee of someone.
"You really mustn't try to escape."You hear the voice of the man whose lap you straddle, as you try to get up you are forced down by an impossibly strong hand.
"You are staying here at our pleasure."As you open your sass to protest your hair is pulled, your head pushed down and you feel sharp-worded nails lightly scratch down your back, followed swiftly by icy shivers of pleasure.

You realise with a shock that you are getting very turned on by this !

quivering your nous in rejection of this you hear a ‘ savour !'and feel the impact of a hand upon your buttock. You are still in electric shock when you feel a strike upon the other cheek.
"This is how we treat those who try to escape."The cryptic, wicked voice intones. Strikes upon your buttocks become rhythmical, alternating between cheeks, high and low, hard then diffused. At offset it stings and you start to cry out, then a warmth flows through you and you feel a strange detached safe. You lower your eyes, giving in to the curse and feel a thrill of pleasure flow rate through you, as if anticipating this, the smasher come hard and fast, sending a frisson through your body and a shamed damp between your legs.
A groan rises from within you as you lift your head and are startled to fine a pair of bright green eyes gazing into yours. Your nervous smile is reflected by one with confidence and mischief and as you open your mouth to say something to this pretty girl she leans forward and kisses you deeply. Your mind swims as you feel your eubstance raise in rousing, a hungry lustfulness growing within you as she sucks your tongue and soft, ardent work force find their way to your bare breasts.
The rhythmical pounding behind you increases as her tongue flicker in and out of your lip. You feel a damp run down your thigh and smell your musky smell of rousing, a shame and a shudder arouses you further as your handwriting reach out to caress this beautiful stranger. She is wearing some sort of strait-laced bodice, and you massage her breasts through the stiff corset. You feel her deft hands fumble underneath you and feel the man's strong thick humanity placed between your breasts by her.
Playful, delicate hands knead your warm, sonant breasts like boodle, enveloping his humanness and pleasuring him amongst your cernuous cleavage. For a moment you feel appall ! You are being used for their delight, as a plaything ! Before you can do anything about it two strong, lissome finger slip within your slick fair sex, filling your body with rapturous moving ridge of pleasure, they push deep within you and explore your femininity. Whether tis the ardent pain on your behind, the degradation you are suffering, or the complete lack of control, you don't know, but your senses feel more alive, the flavor to a greater extent vivid than you've ever felt before and you arch your backbone in shamed pleasure.
As you do so the girl in front of you moves back to align her bodice, presenting you with a beautiful pair of pallid breasts. Her red curls tickling your nozzle as you pounce on her breasts, covering them with kisses and licks.
Deft fingerbreadth play within you releasing a moan from your sass as they find your G-spot and gently caress it, you can feel your juices flowing and an orgasm rising within you as the female child in front of you speeds the rubbing of your breast against his egotistic shaft.
You feel closer and closer to the bound of expiration until his finger slips underneath you and begins to tease your bud. The change of pleasures calming you and leaving purring in the voiced, warm cumulation of her breasts.
"How is she doing ?"you hear his deep part intone,
"Good."She purrs,"Though I think I'd like a little more."and her hand pathfinder yours as she lifts her skirt, leading your fingers to her soaking wet quim.
"Give her expiration, and you shall be rewarded."He whispers to you. You try to reply, but your spokesperson is muffled by the red-haired woman's breasts as she presses into you. He leans over you, and you hear kisses as you dip your fingers lightly into her hot womanhood, then dampen her bud with the juices. She frisson and presses closer, squashing you and moving your breasts up and down his length. Behind you, you feel his thumb slip into your fair sex, it twirls around making your articulatio genus weaken, then his ovolo gently caresses your arsehole as his finger's breadth return to slipping in and out of you.
For a moment you feel fear rise in you. Your own previous experiences with anal sex having been cumbersome and afflictive, but his thumb gently massages your anatomical sphincter, relaxing and uncurling it and you feel yourself spread up to him. With mollify ease he slips a finger into your awaiting bum, your juices lubricating you as he slips his finger's breadth in and out both of your maw in a gentle caress.
"I love watching that."You hear her musky phonation from above you, her quim is damper than before and pressing hard against your script as you rub on her hot throbbing button. A pap is presented to you and you eagerly suckle upon it, barely noticing the second fingerbreadth slipping into your arse.
"She takes it very well doesn't she ?"His hand strokes the whisker from your fount revealing you sucking eagerly on a teat. The pace of his hand step-up, you find your finger's breadth dipping within her, and teasing her bud faster and more often as the kissing above you resumes. Your hair is being stroked by one hand, as his other violates you so deliciously. You increase your pace making small wet dress circle of her juice upon her clit faster than before. His script behind you quickens and Emergency Alert System, bringing you so close, then easing you away. You feel thwarting at being teased so mercilessly. You take her early teat in your oral cavity and notice her hands slowing on your smooth breasts. You can sense her tensing in anticipation, as taut as a bowstring and you dip your finger's breadth and rub twice more around her bud, and with a shuddering gasp ! She comes, clutching your hand tight to her genital organ as you continue to pleasure her. She shudders twice more, and relaxes, sitting back down behind you.
"Good girl."His smoky deep voice uttered as he takes your juice-moistened deal and lap your fingers clean. You can discover the red-haired woman still breathless behind you, as you look up at his nobleman face. He smiles and you see a glint in his eye before he guides your head down onto his lap and you take his conceited manhood in your mouth, and suck gruelling on him, taking him cryptical to the back of your throat and you feel a tremble of pleasure shake your knees.
It feels so haywire to be doing this, but the lust within you has left you at it's mercifulness. You feel the need to delight these two strange capturer as you kneel before him, your head word bobbing up and down gently your tongue dextrously tantalising him. Behind you, you hear the fair sex shucking her clothes, from above you hear his content sigh.
You lean upon his leather-clad thigh, cupping his Ball as you run your tongue up and down his length. His finger brush your hair out of your center as you tease the tip of his shaft with your tongue. As you start to look up sharp nails scratch down your back, slowly and languidly from your shoulder joint to the curves of your bum. Shivers of joy wavelet through you as the nails shekels harder, and you take him deep into your throat aegir to please. The redhead's hair's-breadth brushes your back as her sassing grace your human body, kissing away flecks of blood.
His humanness begins to thrill in your oral fissure, your succour bringing him close but before you can terminate him you are twirl around, and pushed face-first into her raw lap. You pause, unsure with yourself, having never gone down on woman, but forever been curious, then the smell of her musk solicitation to something deep within you as you feel your coxa lifted, and your prat held up in the air. Leaning forward gingerly you lick along her sass, your tongue catching droplets of moisture, as you gently lick up and down and a shudder runs through you as a care comes true.
The red haired young woman sighs above you as you dip your tongue within her. Tentatively you explore her femininity, savouring the pleasure you are giving her as she strokes your pilus. Behind you he begins to lick and nibble at your sodden quim, you feel more moistness flow from you as you circle her bud with your tongue. The reaction is explosive ! She grabs your hair and grinds your face against her hips, moaning loudly. Behind you his tongue expertly probes you, and two fingers press against your bunghole. He places his bridge player underneath your belly, and with aristocratical strength raise you slightly as he slides his fingers within you. As he does this he sucks upon your clit, making your legs weaken and you give yourself up to these joy, wildly licking and sucking at her bud and feeling his deft fingers pleasuring you from within.
The woman grinds her hip against you, moaning as you suck on her bud, pausing only to whimper as your own bud is sucked and teased betwixt teeth and tongue. Movement in the corner of your eye catches your tending for a secondment, and the susurration of velvet, then his fingers stroke within you, making a tactile sensation of bristly relief and you are very distracted.
She reaches underneath you, cupping your knocker. To your surprise she lifts you up to her human face, and licks and kisses her moisture from your lips, a warmth grows from your bud, the room spins and the heat rises within you as you start to mislay ascendance. Your juices flow as the sensations become more and more sweep over then he stops licking you ! You groan into her mouth, you were so close ! You try to object then gasp ! As you feel his manhood pressing against your quim-lips and slowly entering you. His fingers slip in and out of your tight arsehole, playing with his end through the reduce wall between tail and cunt. You can see the Melanerpes erythrocephalus watching over your articulatio humeri and enjoying the show.
He gently rocks his hips as, inch by inch, he slides within you, filling you gloriously you've never felt so minuscule control, but so athirst for satisfaction. Twice he brought you so close, the motherfucker ! Below you, you sense her moving something underneath you, removing her skirt and putting something on. As she does so she kisses you deeply and hungrily, watching him make full you with his rock-hard length. Your pussy-lips are spread so that he can enter you more freely, and you feel a third finger assertively slip into your bum, momentarily uncomfortable, he strokes within you, stroking his length inside you and leaving a relief, of an itching finally satisfied.
You feel yourself pushing against him, having never taken such a length within yourself before, he feels so stiff and satisfying, one hand holds your hips as he begins thrusting in and out of you, his hard manhood filling you and emptying you as her tongue prickteaser yours. You feel another climax rising within you, your quim tightening and rippling around him as he pushes in and out of you, slowly getting deeper. A low growling acclivity in your throat as she slides in and out of you from behind, your senses becoming more alive than ever before as a tremendous coming approach path you need to take him recondite within you.
Rocking your hip against him, you try to take him deeper but he stops you, and takes his length out of you. Before you can sound off the redheaded girlfriend stands up and you find yourself facing a turgid leather strap-on dildo belted to her articulatio coxae. You look up nervously and she grins at you mischievously before he hoists you up between them and they hold you close.
"Do you suppose she's make for this ?"The redheaded fille asks as she looks at you, her beautiful green optic glittering,
"I believe she is substantial enough."His strong, deep voice intones as you are slowly lowered. Both their backtalk find yours as your tongues entwine. His swollen glans presses against your bum, guided by her hand as she presses her dildo against your soaking quim. She takes your thighs in her handwriting and spreads your pegleg, a fiddling. A tiny panic rises within you, but resistor has been lost to you and you feel them skid within you effortlessly, completely fulfilling you.
Deeper and deeper they fill you, a slight hint on the wall between pecker and dildo but it feels so good ! You feel completely submissive to their power, the strength of these two as they begin to thrust within you, getting deeper and more live up to. Tongues flicker onto each former as you feel a great gorge advance within you, he begins to bite your shoulder as they press in, and out of you, leaving you full, them empty, full then empty. Never have you felt anything like this, used, pleased, and dominated with such might ! She bites your neck, the pain and pleasure intermingling as they thrust simultaneously, a powerful round like a great steamtrain. Great rut wage hike from within you building up from both sides of you sending your mettle tingling and your integral body more alert than you've ever felt before, a great animalistic cry erupts from your throat as they both bite harder, until you finally find your handout !
A great white sun boils within you as finally your love is fulfilled. Waves and waves of euphory wash over you as your integral body seems to do, the power of the moment making your soul sing in pleasance. Your blood flow unheeded from your shoulders as the girl shudders and comes with you, her collar digging into your chassis. Behind you, you feel his strong manhood pounding faster as he thrusts once more, and finally flowing within you, his hot center filling you and stirring inscrutable primeval tone within you.
Their sexual climax releases another wave of joy from you. The three of you collapse in a heap, him still coming within you, and the both of them holding you close. For a minute their great forcefulness seems washy, you open your mouth to say thank you, your vocalism hoarse from the cry you gave and a cool ignominious cloak falls upon you. Before you can object several Thomas More cloaks come from the darkness and the last-place thing you feel is a easy hand stroking your whisker and a whisper,
"You're half-way there. ”