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CHAPTER TWO

Even though she was scared shitless, Glenda Farrell was burning up with erotic heat. The blood pounding through her veins seemed charged with electricity. Desire, helpless and wild, seared and tingled between her legs.

She lay there, on an uncomfortable bed of cement, in a deserted lot, completely at the mercy of three brutal drunken animals. The ropes binding her wrists together and clamping her ankles to steel posts were tight, chafing her tender skin painfully.

Hank Rigorettino's shoelaces were cinched savagely around her torpedo-like knockers, biting harshly into the resilient globes, making them bloat outward like water balloons almost ready to explode. But this tit-bondage inspired pleasure as well as pain. Dark, primitive pleasure which scorched her nipples, making them pucker and bloat, sticking away from her knockers like tiny peckers.

"OK, guys, let's go for it!" Hank panted huskily as they stared down at the helplessly roped red-head.

Hank, Moose and Bob began to strip, tearing off their shirts and shoes and trousers, grunting with bestial impatience. In a few moments, they towered above Glenda, buck naked, surrounding her, looming like sensual monsters before her startled hazel eyes.

Hank nodded mutely to his king-sized buddies, and Moose and Bob dropped to the ground, panting hoarsely. They were big sons of bitches, big everywhere.

Moose's beefy, hulking physique was covered with thick ringlets of dark hair. His enormous ramrod jerked arrogantly in mid-air, eleven inches of wrist-thick flesh and gristle, leaking a clear bead of pre-come.

Bob's hard-muscled, six foot four, two hundred and seventy pound bod was black as ebony, gleaming with a fine sheen of sweat like polished lacquer. His bull-meat was a solid twelve inches long and just as fat as Moose's.

Bob and Moose stooped down on either side of Glenda. She felt their hot, boozy breath on her aching, trussed-up knockers.

Glenda whimpered, half-closing her eyes as Moose and Bob wrapped their hungry, suctioning lips around her sensitized nubbins, slurping and mouthing at them greedily. Their hot slobber drooled down the quivering peaks of her lily white titties, making them sparkle.

Moose and Bob rolled their wet tasters all over the pebbly halos of Glenda's nips, then flicked at the sprouting tips, tantalizing them sensually. In spite of herself, Glenda felt molten rapture spill through her throbbing nipples, charging her huge breasts with steamy sensation which set fire to her tingling loins.

"Work those big fuckin' tits!" Hank Rigorettino panted hoarsely, stroking his horse-tool as he watched Bob and Moose slurp on Glenda's large mammaries. "Give the slut something to squawk about! Chew 'em! Slurp em!"

Glenda uttered a strangled screech, her eyes snapping wide open as Bob and Moose clamped their strong jaws together, digging their teeth into the pliant flesh of her swollen tits. The big dudes growled animalistically as they bit and worried her throbbing nubs, dragging them away from her body and letting them snap back like elastic.

Mingled flurries of pain and exquisite pleasure twined and strobed through Glenda's upper body. She arched her back, thrashing feebly, tears staining her cheeks as the brawny studs mercilessly worked on her jiggling jugs.

Both dudes ran their hands down her smooth, sleek belly and fingered the bloated, coral pink mound of her wet snatch. Glenda had a beautiful pussy. Very softly dusted with golden peach fuzz, her cunny was pink and pretty, moist and succulent, with a tiny, quivering cut and a hot, tight fuck-hole.

Bob and Moose rubbed their thick, calloused fingers all over the tender petals of her hot mons, plucking and twisting at them a little roughly, their thumbs scraping over her sensitized love bud, sending blistering darts of almost unbearable ecstasy through Glenda's body.

She bucked and twisted, her bonds cutting into her tender flesh as helpless waves of sensation engulfed the buxom red-head time and time again. She groaned feebly as Bob pumped a long, black finger in and out of her squirming, oven-hot cunt hole, twisting it around inside her.

Moose worked a finger in her vagina too, and the muscular guys started frigging her spread twat simultaneously, testing the elasticity of her quivering, dripping snatch.

Moose let her ripe boob pop out of his mouth. Deep tooth marks indented the aching white flesh surrounding her erect nipple. The hairy stud scrambled up between her spread legs.

Crouching down, Moose greedily stared at her pink, spread pussy up close. The juicy cunny lips were quivering with girlish excitement. He loved the sweet perfume of her over-heated sex. It made his mouth water and his tummy tighten with savage heat.

Growling, Moose clamped his mouth greedily around her moist twat, suckling it lasciviously, sliding his licker up and down her molten gash. Glenda screamed through the sock gag and arched her back as electric jolts of pleasure scorched her tongue-tortured pussy.

She tossed her mane of russet red hair as Moose's long, drooling taster snaked up deeply inside her and wiggled around. Moose poked his tongue rapidly in and out of Glenda's fuck hole, masturbating his horse-sized dong as he lapped up her cunny juices.

Bob Smith continued to maul, pinch, twist, suck, lick and chew her swollen boobies, turning them into burning hills of angry sensation.

Hank Rigorettino watched this hot action greedily, stroking his sex-thickened tool, lust burning like fistfuls of red hot coals in his huge, sweaty balls.

With a low grunt, Hank sprang into action, his heart pounding with sadistic excitement as he crouched beside Glenda. He pulled the spit-soaked sock out off her mouth, and the red-haired beauty gasped and moaned out loud, looking up at him with enormous, helpless hazel eyes.

"What you got to say to me, bitch?" Hank snarled, grinning maliciously.

"I'll… I'll do anything you want! Anything!" Glenda croaked weakly.

Hank slapped her cheek, making it smart, bringing hot tears to her eyes and making her pussy squirm around Moose's wiggling tongue.

Hank thrust two thick fingers into Glenda's whimpering mouth and began to lewdly pump them in and out over her warm, velvety tongue.

"Suck my fingers, whore!" he ordered harshly. "Show me how good you can suck!"

Glenda obeyed, slurping on his strong, thick digits, wrapping her tongue around them, forbidden delights igniting in her tummy.

"Yeah! I knew you could suck good, cock-tease!" Hank muttered thickly. "You gonna suck something a lot bigger and thicker than my fingers, too, wench! C'mon! Tell me you want to suck my cock and balls! And call me sir, bitch!"

"Y-Yes, sir!" Glenda stammered weakly as he plucked his fingers out of her mouth.

"What do you want, slut?" Hank demanded, slapping her lightly.

"Y-Your cock, sir! P-Please!" Glenda whimpered.

"What about my cock, cunt?" Hank snarled.

He was kneeling beside her, his bull-dick arching in the air at a forty-five degree angle, his hairy nuts dangling above her flushed face. His thick pecker looked gigantic as it jerked proudly up and down in the air, the rosy, mushroom-shaped cap snapping against Hank's rippling stomach muscles.

"I… I want to suck it, sir!" Glenda moaned.

"Beg for it, whore!" Hank hissed.

"P-Please, sir! Please! Let me suck your cock! I… I want it so badly!" Glenda babbled wildly, her head spinning with confused emotions.

Glenda had never before felt so excited, so shocked, so out of control, so deliciously sexy, in her whole life! Glenda found herself slipping into the role of bound helpless beauty as if it had been made for her, as if finally, suddenly, unexpectedly, she had discovered her true identity…

"Yeah, cunt! You're gonna worship my big fuckin' balls and cock! You're gonna make me squirt my hot stud load right down your wet bitch-throat!" Rigorettino growled thickly.

He straddled her slender shoulders and squatted down, scooping up her head in both hands as he lowered his heavy, meaty testicles right on Glenda's lovely face. Hank had huge nuts. Baseball-sized and heavy with scum, they were encased in a wrinkly, furry sac.

The powerful heat of his man-crotch flooded her senses as his hefty nuts rolled over her lower face. Blindly, Glenda puckered her lips and stuck out her taster.

She sucked and licked at Hank's big, greasy nuts, the acrid flavor burning smokily on her hungry, lashing tongue. Hank groaned huskily with savage pleasure as the red-haired slut tongued his musky balls all over.

Glenda wrapped her full, sulky lips around each egg-shaped gonad, slurping on them hungrily, sliding her wet tongue back and forth all along the underside of his scrotum.

"Awwww, y-yeah! Tongue my balls, bitch! Suck those big fuckin' nuts good!" Hank moaned hoarsely, jacking his bull-sized sex-tool as he rubbed his meaty testicles all over Glenda's upturned, lapping face.

He squirmed forward, mashing his hard-muscled buttocks down around Glenda's face. Glenda gave a humiliated gasp as the stud's sweaty ass cheeks clenched aggressively at the sides of her face. The blasting heat of the drunken guy's musky ass scalded Glenda's senses, making her gurgle and shudder with whorish pleasure.

"Come on, slut! Rim my asshole! Lick it clean, you stuck-up twat!" Hank roared, rotating his hips, rubbing his ass all over Glenda's grimacing, gasping face.

Glenda could hardly breathe. Instinctively, she thrust out her sweet, coral pink tongue. She ran it deftly up and down his deep, slimy ass crevice. The salty, acrid tang of his stud ass seared her mouth, filling the bound beauty with a wretched delight she could not control.

Hungrily, the trussed up red-head lapped and sucked on Hank Rigorettino's tight, spasming asshole, sliding her taster way up his pungent colon, feeling his sphincter muscle grab aggressively at her probing tongue.

"Aaaaaah! Y-Yeah! Go for it, slut! Lick that butt-hole good!" Hank groaned hoarsely, his pecker jerking in his pumping fingers as he grabbed at Glenda's tongue with his slimy bunghole.

Dimly, Glenda felt Moose and Bob at work below her waist. Moose was lapping her aching, burning clitoris while he pumped two thick fingers in and out of her dripping gash.

Bob had his black face pushed up between her pillowy buns and was sucking her anus. He pushed his finger way up inside her steamy butt-chute and fucked it in and out, lust seething through his Negroid loins.

Glenda could hardly breathe with Hank's hard, sweaty ass mashing down brutally on her flushed face. Abruptly, Rigorettino jerked back, straddling her bouncy knockers, clamping his knees around her slender shoulders.

He fisted his horse-sized phallus in one hand. He slid his other hand beneath Glenda's head and jerked her face towards him. Grinning down at her savagely, the handsome jock slapped his healthy dong roughly against her face, rubbing the dewy, pulpy knob all over her cheeks and lips and chin, smearing her skin with pre-come.

"Kiss my meat, bitch!" Hank ordered gruffly.

Glenda puckered up, obediently smooching his throbbing, corrugated member. She stuck out her tongue, tentatively rolling it other the sticky, pulpy crown of his cock, lapping off a clear bead of moisture, savoring its salty taste.

She hummed sluttishly as she started letting her taster glide up and down the thick, pulsating sides of his manhood, painting it with spit. Hank groaned with bestial satisfaction, his fingers digging cruelly into the back of her neck.

Clenching the root of his bull-tool, Hank roughly shoved the knob of his pecker between Glenda's moist, parted lips.

"Suck!" he muttered harshly. "Suck my big fuckin' meat, cunt!"

Glenda shuddered, tears stinging her hazel eyes as she yawned her mouth wide open. She gurgled as Hank thrust his healthy dong deep in her mouth, clamping both hands around her head in a savage, vise-like grip.

His heavy prick spasmed massively on her curled, satiny tongue. She felt it press against the roof of her mouth, sliding back till the dick-head jammed against her tonsils.

Glenda gagged, tears streaming from her eyes as she fought for breath. Hank tightened his grip around her head, grunting thickly as he pushed forward, clenching the muscles of his sweaty, spit-polished ass.

"Swallow it, slut!" he commanded hoarsely. "C'mon! Swallow that whole fuckin' meat! Deep-throat the fucker! Aaaaaah!"

He bellowed in bestial satisfaction as his huge sex-muscle squelched right down Glenda's gagging gullet. Glenda's eyes bulged, her senses reeling, as her nose and "O" shaped lips were mashed into the thick, musky mane of his honey blond pubes. Her rosy mouth slurped blindly at the fat, twitching base of his thick hardon. She felt it jerk mightily in her aching throat.

She was light-headed from lack of air, but wild, almost hysterical shock-waves of intense pleasure and desire were reverberating throughout her trussed up, squirming body. She began to suck.

Her flushed cheeks hollowed as she vacuumed Hank Rigorettino's healthy whanger. Her licker vibrated and squirmed all around the heavy, twitching shaft. Her hot, deep throat hummed and gurgled around his fat dick-head.

"Awwwww, y-yeah! Milk my fuckin' dong, bitch! Aaaaaah!" Hank roared huskily, tossing his handsome head from side to side, twisting his hips as he stirred his meaty member around in Glenda's choking throat.

Hank's furry balls nudged Glenda's chin. His thick pubes tickled her nose. His fingers twisted cruelly in her tangled reddish hair.

Hank slackened his grip and pulled his dick-head out of her coughing throat long enough for Glenda to inhale some oxygen through her nose. Then he pumped right down her gullet once more, grunting with animalistic satisfaction.

Hank began to pump his prick back and forth over Glenda's warm, velvet-soft tongue, groaning thickly as the bound beauty slurped and gurgled around his lust-thickened bull-tool. Savage heat churned through his healthy balls, setting fire to his blood. His hard-muscled, sleek body glistened with sweat. His testicles smacked rhythmically against Glenda's chin.

"Yeah, bitch! Suck it! Suck my cock!" Hank snarled roughly. "See, you know you wanted it, slut! Fuckin' cock-tease! That mouth was made for suckin', bitch! Now take it! Take it deep, you fuckin' bitch! You're gonna slurp down my hot stud load!"

Hank shuddered violently, his horse-meat throbbing masterfully in Glenda's warm, squirming mouth and throat. Glenda was suctioning greedily, little bubbles of saliva frothing at the corners of her widely stretched lips.

Hank uttered a choked sob, his muscles contracting and rippling beneath his sweat-polished flesh. Keen primal rapture scalded his senses with rugged force, exploding through his balls, searing every corner of his big, strong body.

"Awwwwwwwww!! Take it, slut! Take my hot fuckin' scum! Nnnnnnngh!" Hank roared, plunging his cock down her throat.

Glenda's eyes widened and she gave a strangled grunt of sluttish shock as big, hot jets of sperm pumped down her cock-stuffed gullet, hosing into her tummy again and again. Hank jerked his spitting dong back, so that the rosy knob rested on Glenda's slithering tongue. He pumped the last few hot, thick squirts of his virile seed onto her taster, filling out Glenda's cheeks.

Glenda mewled whorishly, slurping greedily on his huge cock, savoring the acrid pungency of his potent scum, gulping down the salty rivulets as fast as she could. She milked him dry, trickles of semen running from the corners of her mouth, soaking her cheeks and chin.

Hank groaned thickly, rolling away from him, flopping on his back on the ground and panting hoarsely. He was dizzy and drained from his ball blistering orgasm…

Bob and Moose were all revved up to go. The hairy dark-haired brute and the hulking black stud scrambled up on their knees on either side of dazed, mewling Glenda.

Gripping their over-sized whangers, the outrageously well-hung buddies waved them arrogantly in Glenda's face. Glenda moaned weakly as Bob and Moose slapped and rubbed their huge prongs all over her face.

They forced her to lick their wrist-thick bull-tools from stem to stem. They shoved their huge, sweaty balls in her mouth. They took turns cramming as much of their peckers down her gagging, aching throat as they could…

"I wanna fuck this bitch's tight pink cunny, man!" Moose groaned huskily as he slapped his bulbous dick-crown against Glenda's bruised, moaning lips.

"Yeah, sock it to her, Moose! Show her how you can use that moose-dick of yours!" Bob Smith grinned toothily.

Moose scrambled up between Glenda's widespread legs, breathing hard. Planting one hand alongside of her waist, he guided his spit-lubricated boner up between her gams.

Glenda whimpered feebly as she felt the fist-like knob of his eleven inch whang prod the wet, puffy lips of her labia. Dull twinges of dark, primal need burned deep in her crotch.

She was trembling uncontrollably. Her bonds chafed the tender skin of her wrists and ankles and swollen breasts. And she was on fire, burning up with seething, womanly passion…

Moose grunted thickly, humping forward with his hairy ass. Glenda's slippery, buttery snatch slowly strained around his massive member, and he started to slide slowly up inside of her.

Something snapped inside of Glenda. She arched her back and screamed, tossing her thick red hair. The sensations which rippled through her squirming, dick-stuffed cunt were so intense, they were almost excruciating.

"Hey, keep her quiet, man!" Hank panted warningly.

Bob growled, scooping up his discarded jock strap. Grabbing Glenda by the chin, the black buck stuffed his sweat-soaked jock between her teeth, stifling her hysterical squeals of whorish exhilaration.

"Damn! She's got a tight, hot cunt, man!" Moose groaned in a husky, lust-thickened voice.

He shuddered as he pumped all eleven inches of his meaty dong up her fuck-sleeve, feeling the hot, slippery clutch of her silken vagina around his throbbing manhood. He wasted no time with foreplay.

The hairy muscle-man began to pound his bull-sized tool in and out of Glenda's sopping, distended pussy, heaving back till the mushroom fire of his dick-head peeped out, then ramming up to the balls inside her once more. His furry belly clapped and rubbed against her sleek stomach, and Glenda's huge, tied up knockers whipped up and down and wobbled like swollen water balloons.

Hot slurping sounds came from the point where her gaping pussy lips milked around Moose's vein-latticed horse-meat. Moose grunted and moaned, grimacing with bestial excitement as he heaved his ass up and down.

"Yeah, bitch! Yeah! Take it! Take my big fuckin' cock up your hot pussy! Uh huh! Squeeze it, slut! Awwww, man! Aaawwww, m-man! This bitch's gonna milk me dry, man! Yeah! Y-yeah! Get ready, whore! Here it comes! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Here it fuckin' comes! Aaaaaawwww!!" Moose bellowed savagely, pounding into her with pile-driver force. His huge member crammed deep in her sleek, squirming cuntal glove, punching the far wall of her vagina, stretching it beyond belief. His lust swollen balls clapped up lewdly against her twitching buttocks.

Moose shuddered violently, his eyes rolling as he threw back his head and sank his schlong one last time in her honeyed box. Glenda gave a choked shriek, biting into Bob's musky jock strap as she felt Moose's cock go off inside her like a Roman candle.

Hot jets of man-sperm blasted into her belly, pumping again and again from the lusty stud's bull-sized nuts. Each time he let loose with another molten volley of scum, Moose uttered a hoarse grunt of bestial satisfaction.

The force of the hirsute brute's ejaculation triggered something inside of Glenda. Frantically, she made muffled squawks, arching her back, milking at his spitting whanger with her hot, spread cunt.

Rockets and flares mushroomed through her loins, racing through her nerve endings, exploding in a molten, blinding shower behind her tear-dazzled eyes. She was coming! Coming gloriously whorishly, wretchedly! Her hot, cock-stuffed pussy gushed with warm, honeyed secretions.

She flopped back, uttering broken sobs, gnashing her teeth around the wadded jock which filled her mouth. She felt Moose pull out of her as the sweaty stud rolled onto his back on the ground with a hoarse moan…

"Now it's my turn!" Bob Smith snarled, his teeth flashing as he grinned with jungle lust.

The hulking Negro stud flexed his massive muscles, making his foot long pecker jerk masterfully up and down in the air as he towered over the buxom, bound beauty. She stared up at him with wide, frightened eyes, but through the fear, he saw the naked pools of wanton desire which reflected her Bob Smith strode over to one of her legs. Squatting down, he took his switch-blade and sliced through the rope which bound her ankle to the pole. Shuffling over to the other pole, he cut loose her other foot.

Gripping her by the legs, Bob flipped Glenda over on her belly. Her big, aching jugs were crushed painfully against the cement, and the shoestrings twisted cruelly into her tormented, creamy flesh.

Swiftly, Bob moved down to her feet again, pulling them together. Nimbly, he wound a short length of rope around her slender ankles and cinched it tight, tying a strong knot.

Now, poor Glenda Farrell was gagged with her hands tied behind her back, her feet bound together, her trussed up titties mashing cruelly against the ground.

What in the world did that big, mean black man plan to do with her now?