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  Yet she was prepared. She'd been close with him before, and she knew the darkness that shadowed his eyes. She could not even imagine what he might do to her. All she knew is that she ached to feel him inside of her.

  He bit her breast then, hard, causing her to shriek. She had expected it, she knew what sort of man he was, but that did not compare to the reality. His teeth broke the skin. He pulled away, to reveal her reddened breast, swollen from his attentions.

  He let the blood pool and began to flow down, his darkened eyes following it down the curve of her breast. Then, slowly and deliberately, he began to lap it up, his eyes, gazing into hers, watching for any sign of discontent.

  Yes, it was painful. Yet below, where she had so recently been invaded, she felt her nether regions ached for his touch. The blood somehow seemed intimate, as if he were sharing something with her that no one else would.

  He began to suck at the shallow wound, drinking the blood that welled from it until it finally stopped. His free hand had begun to trace down her side, causing goosebumps to rise at his touch.

  “I'm supposed to clean you and prepare you for transport,” he said, his voice hoarse with desire. “But I have needs too. And I have waited too long.”

  With that he quickly flipped her over, slamming her into the concrete floor. Her arms didn't quite work right, and she was barely able to catch herself, before they began to tremble. Suddenly her face was against the cold, wet concrete.

  Clark didn't seem to care. He simply grabbed the rope that held her hands bound in front of her, and tugged on it a few times, to show her he was in charge. He slapped his hand against her rear again, hard. She yelped and jerked away, it was still painful from before.

  She could hear the unmistakable sound of a belt being loosened behind her. The zipper followed soon after. She struggled as much as she could, she had wanted him, but the floor was so cold, so uncomfortable.

  He smacked her ass again, admonishing her. “Stop that wiggling!”

  She couldn't help it, the pain was simply too much after what Carlos had done with her belt.

  “Dammit girlie, I said stay still!” She felt his freed monster stabbing against her well worn area. He slowly ran it up and down, teasing her clit.

  “Yeah, bitch. I knew you liked it.” He had her rope wrapped around his hands, but he still reached forward to jerk her face away from the floor by the hair.

  “Tell me how much you want it.” He demanded.

  “I...” She wasn't quite sure how to play it. Despite how much she did want him, he was the kind of man who enjoyed her discomfort.

  He jerked her head back, harder. He leaned forward so his lips were only barely above her ears. “Tell me, you little slut. You love my dick, you've wanted it since it was down your throat.”

  She stammered then. She couldn't help it. His strength, his monster dick, she didn't have to act here at all. “I... I do...”

  “I know you do.” He shoved her head down then and held it there, pressed to the cold concrete. He kept running the head along her slit, teasing her clit, and slowly dipping in to her dripping hole.

  “Course,” he began, still roughly holding her face to the ground. “I can't just go somewhere that hasn't been cleaned.”

  Before she could comprehend the magnitude of his words, he stuffed himself deep into her ass.

  She screamed again then. He was so big, and she was not prepared. She knew she'd feel this pain for a week.

  Clark was a cruel master.

  Though she was no anal virgin, she knew of all the preparations necessary for this sort of act. He had done none of them. She was stretched to her limits, wet only by her own excitement, and he was extremely well endowed. He was taking a few moments to hold her face down, his other hand supporting himself against her rear.

  “You are one tight-ass bitch, you know that?” He removed his hand from her head, and joined the other one tightly gripping her by the hips. “Maybe if you hadn't wiggled so much I wouldn't have had to do this.”

  She said nothing. She knew from the moment he'd walked in, he'd already decided he'd have her ass. The only thing that could stop him was her telling him she wanted to break the pact. She wouldn't, even if this was almost more than she could take. And he wasn't even moving.

  He seemed to realize this around the same time she did. Slowly he began to pull himself out, and she could feel her rear quickly move back together, sealing up against him as he backed up. Then, half way out, he thrust back in again. It was so hard she felt her whole body move forward.

  “Stop that! You will stay still, do you understand?”

  She nodded feebly. She might argue it was his thrusts that was causing her to move, but what use would it be? He was going to have her this way, and if she distracted him, it would just take longer.

  So he kept his tight grip of her hips, the rope still wrapped twice around his wrist, and slowly pulled himself out to the head, only to plunge right back in again. He did this several slow times, seeming to enjoy the screams that ripped from her throat.

  She realized then where he'd pulled her still bound hands. Having no need to support herself, they'd somehow been pulled down between her legs, still with a bit of slack. She decided there was no reason he should have all of the fun.

  It didn't take long for his deep thrusts to begin to feel less painful as she began to work between her own legs. She knew herself like no other, of course. And though she'd often brought herself while thinking of very similar scenarios, the pain her body was in from his assault could certainly use some pleasure to help it along.

  It didn't take long until she was moaning underneath him. From her turned head, she could see the brutal smile cross his face.

  “Knew you were an ass whore,” he declared. He began to speed up his invasion.

  Finally in a position to enjoy what he was doing, she felt her unused canal began to tighten. Maybe all the humiliating things he said, was he right? She could be alone, she could have done this all by herself. But she wanted to be used by these men. She wanted to be taken in ways beyond her imagination. Hell, this was tame by what she wanted.

  Yet she could feel her own excitement dripping down to her bound fingers as she kept rubbing those little circles. She could feel his long balls slapping into her hands, as he found the rhythm. She could hear the suction of her tight, dark hole as he slammed into it, from head to hilt, over and over again.

  So tight was it inside that she could tell when he was close. She could feel the monster dick tremble, but he fought it. His grunts grew in intensity behind her until finally, she could take no more.

  Her body shook in orgasm, tightening and releasing, over and over, her juices running down her hands to make a puddle on the floor. The same thing happened above, where he was buried. Not expecting it, his careful control was lost. Two more thrusts and he too exploded, his balls against her clit, deep inside. His juices were expelled so forcefully that it actually pushed his dick out of her body slightly.

  A satisfied chuckle escaped his lips. “I should have fucked you the first time I saw you,” he said, carefully releasing the death grip he'd had on her hips. She could see the red marks where he'd clutched her so tightly.

  She had stayed quiet, demure, while he took her. She couldn't help but ask, “Why didn't you?”

  He had been staring into space, panting, but he turned his eyes towards her. “Didn't know if you could handle it. Also, figured I needed to bring you to the boss. Ed would have...”

  She heard the door open then, and a second familiar voice.

  “I would have what?”

  CHAPTER 3

  He at least had the grace to look embarrassed, the man buried inside of her. Ed had his hands crossed over his chest, a frown across his lips.

  Clark looked to him, then back down to Gwen. “This isn't what it looks like.”

  Ed raised an eyebrow.

  Clark laughed then. “Alright, it's exactly what it looks like.”

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p; Ed shook his head. “You gotta get her cleaned up. Who knows when the boss man will be back?”

  Clark slowly pulled the head from her rear, a popping sound escaping as he did so. She could feel his seed seeping from her ill-used hole.

  “Well what the fuck is he gonna do? We found her. We made the bargain.” He began to turn from her, grabbing a towel to wipe himself up. “Besides, she wanted it.”

  Ed looked at him in disbelief. “In the ass? And what, did you whip her?”

  Clark shook his head. “No, that was Carlos.”

  Ed's eyes moved to Gwen, as if finally considering her as a human being. “Is Clark telling the truth? Did you really want this?”

  She rolled to her side, trying to see him better, since her hands were still bound. “Yes. I wanted this. No, I do not wish to be released from my bargain.”

  Ed sighed. “Fine. Lets get her cleaned up.”

  Clark was still busy cleaning himself up. Ed went to fetch the hose, which he turned on with great flourish.

  She was surprised at how much water pressure it had, considering how little infrastructure was left. Still, Ed set upon cleaning her with great efficiency. He ran the nozzle down her body, paying special attention to her holes. He knelt behind her, pulling them apart so that he might spray even deeper inside of her, pulling out any left over seed. He took a bit more time than was necessary, his fingers probing inside of her. Seemed to her like his control was wavering.

  She heard Clark laughing, and heard the sound of the hose being turned off.

  “Knew you couldn't resist.”

  She could hear Ed fumbling at his clothing, one hand on her dripping wet hips. “It's been so long since I've been inside a woman.”

  Both Ed's muscular hands gripped her waist, turning her around and then lifting her into the air. He gestured for her to wrap her bound wrists around his neck and her legs around his waist.

  “I didn't want to betray the boss, I mean, she's his bitch,” he said, his lips moving down to her unbitten breast, and slowly pulling her nipple between his lips.

  “She's her own bitch.” Clark suggested, sinking into the folding chair that Carlos had left behind.

  Ed's eyes sought Gwen's. “That true? You're your own bitch?”

  She let her legs fall to the ground, her arms still around his neck. “I choose to be here. I fuck who I choose to fuck.” She slowly let her eyes wander down his body, then back up to his eyes. “You'll do nicely, if you promise me one thing.”

  His eyes were already glazing over with a possessive look. He nodded to her, willing to give her whatever she desired. “Anything.”

  “Don't be gentle.”

  CHAPTER 4

  Ed didn't need to hear another word. He jerked a hand over each of her butt cheeks and lifted her again to the air. She was able to wrap her legs tightly around his waist. He quickly carried her to a nearby wall, pushing her against it. He pulled her butt cheeks apart before savagely pushing his entire, long dick deep inside her tight hole.

  She shrieked then, as she often did in surprise, pleasure or pain. This was a mixture of all three. He was just as long as she'd remembered. Her insides, having so recently exploded, wanted nothing more than to feel a thick cock buried inside of her. His would do.

  She was already spasming, much to his surprise. She screamed out as the orgasm hit her, though he did not move. His eyes slowly searched out Clark's while her head was thrown back against the wall in pleasure.

  “What the Hell, did you already prime her?”

  Clark laughed, pulling out a cigarette. “Primed herself.”

  He looked astonished. “She came from her ass being fucked?”

  Clark took a long drag of his cigarette. “She made herself come.”

  She could feel Ed's dick jerk at that news. It sent her over again. Once she'd had one orgasm, others came hard and rapidly afterwards.

  Ed's attention turned back to her. “I'm gonna fuck you until you go hoarse from screaming,” he declared, pulling her legs apart by holding them at the knees, pushed against the wall.

  He was true to his word. His long dick, while not as fat as others she'd felt, invaded deep inside her. He was so deep that she could swear he was touching the entrance to her womb. Slowly he would work himself out, only to thrust hard and deep inside of her. She could feel his hairy balls as they slammed into her still wet rear, still slowly, still widening her for his pleasure.

  But he was nowhere near done with her, no matter how many shrieks escaped her lips. In fact, the more she spasmed, the slower he would go.

  He leaned forward, whispering in her ear. “Beg me for it.”

  Her breath was shallow, she was lightheaded from numerous orgasms. She would have done whatever he asked.

  “Please, give it to me.”

  “Give what to you?” he asked, having pulled out to only the tip, using it to trace small circles on her clit.

  “Your dick, your long, wonderful dick. Give it to me.”

  He laughed then, teasing her. She was pinned, she couldn't move. She couldn't force him inside.

  “Master”, he prodded.

  She was so far gone, her eyes heavy lidded with pleasure and pain.

  “Give it to me, Master.”

  “That's right.” He slammed it in again, once more his balls smashing into her ass. He began to build up steam, trapping her between the hardness of the wall and the hardness of his dick.

  Over and over he crashed into her, leaving bruises on top of the welts that their boss had already created. Grunts escaped his lips as he did so, and she could tell he was gearing up to finish.

  Suddenly, she was pulled away from the wall. So gone to the pleasure was she that she didn't fully realize when another set of hands were caressing her body. Clark had slid between her and the wall, his hands reaching from behind to squeeze her sore breasts.

  “Thought this might be a bit more comfortable than the wall,” he explained, slowly running his teeth down her neck. He bit slightly, and she worried he would tear the skin again, as Ed kept pounding into her front.

  He didn't though, merely clamped his mouth onto her neck and began to suck. She screamed as another orgasm hit, not worried that others in the camp might hear.

  That was when she felt Clark's real reason for moving between her and the wall.

  Ed was lost to his own lusts, he was not going to stop his frantic rhythm. But neither was Clark willing to give up his favorite hole. She felt his monster stabbing at her, despite being full already from Ed.

  She wasn't sure how he managed it, but she felt the head pop inside her tight hole. He kept shoving, moving his own body so that he did not distract Ed from what he was doing. Still, Ed must have noticed, she was suddenly full to the brim with both of their dicks, each in it's own hole, each stretching her nearly to bursting.

  Ed finally realized what was going on. Instead of smashing his own body into her, he began to lift her up and drop her down on both of their dicks, letting gravity do it's job. His face was a terrifying snarl, a man who was lost to darkness, one who would not stop now until he had released himself.

  And suddenly gravity wasn't enough, and they began to yank her both up, and down. Her body trembled, yet another of her seemingly endless orgasms ripped through, spasming down Ed's dick and tightening around both of their pistoning cocks. Ed thrust the both of them into the wall and buried himself as deeply as he could, releasing spurt after spurt of hot, sticky seed deep into her unprotected womb.

  But she wasn't done. Ed wasn't even able to catch his breath before Clark kept up his own thrusting. As soon as Ed was able to pull himself out, Clark pushed her forward, into Ed's arms. Ed held her upright while Clark stabbed his monster dick into her dark hole over and over, until finally the second release escaped, deep inside of her, warming her insides with his juices.

  Finally, spent, the three of them collapsed to the floor. Clark was still buried in her ass, not seeming to be in a hurry to pull out. Ed lay back, try
ing to catch his heaving breath.

  “Fuck,” he exclaimed. “Now we gotta wash her again!”

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