wrong place, wrong time

Beer and drugs and the bitch. 

They were really flakey. Right out of a bad movie. Loud and raunchy. One was about my age, mid 30's. Then other one could have been our dad. The younger one looked like he worked construction, and the other one looked like he didn't work at all. But they were fun and bought me several rounds of drinks. I thought the older one was a little too handsy with me. Grabbing my arm with every stupid story he told,  and slapped my ass when I got up to pee. 

I'd had enough and needed to go. I was a little more buzzed than I should have been for just having 4 or 5 beers. I shouldn't be driving, I thought to myself. But I went out to my car anyway. It seemed like the he two guys followed me out. I was wandering around looking for my car with no luck. One of them pointed to an old house on the corner. 

"If you can't find your car, stop by our house and I'll give you a ride home."

I went back on the bar looking for my keys. Fuck! No car. And now I misplaced my keys too? What a bad night! I kept falling in and out of a dizzy daze. Somehow I made it to the front porch of their house. I politely knocked on the door. The older guy opened it. 

"I knew you'd be by. Come on in, bitch"

He took me by the collar and pulled me inside. I was immediately pushed down to the floor. He laid me on my back, straddling me. He had a beer in his hand. He took a drink, then spit it in my face. 

"Stupid bitches like you should never accept a drink form a stranger. You never know what could be them. Drugs or something. Maybe something to make you dizzy. Maybe something to make you do whatever I tell you to do. Maye something to make you my bitch."

I hear the other guy laughing. I almost pass out. The man's hand slaps my face. 

"Wake up, sweetie. We have some fucking to do!"

Another spit of beer in my face. Looking this guy in the eyes, and listening to his stern voice, I feel my cock start to push against my jeans. I'm horny as hell! I'm enjoying being taken, kidnapped and manhandled. What the fuck?

The other guy is looking down at me. "This one is pretty out of it. Maybe we shouldn't have given him 3. We won't need to much to hold him down."

The old man on top of me sternly replies. "Get the gear out anyway. We can pour a Red Bull down him and use some poppers. I want him bound up, anyway. I like it better when they cry and squirm."

What the fuck? A Red Bull and some poppers later, I'm wide awake and wishing I wasn't. The next thing I know I'm handcuffed and being led to the back of the old, shabby house. And I'm having trouble hiding my erection for the situation. I'm hard as a rock. The old man grabs my crotch. He gives my cock a good hard squeeze until I cry out in pain. 

"It looks like the Xtacy and the Viagra are doing their jobs. HA!"

In the bedroom they pull off all my clothes. I'm kneeling on the floor in the middle of the bedroom. I hear the sounds of buckles and chains rattling. A wide leather strap wraps around me, over my arms and around my chest. Holding my arms tightly against my body. One of them puts a collar on me. It's a big, heavy leather one with rings and chains hanging on it. I hear the ripping sound of tape pulling off a roll. A wide sticky piece covers my mouth. He presses it tight over my mouth. Then another. This time longer, and stretched on even tighter. 

Strangely, I'm enjoying their hands on me. I like being naked in front of them. Like I'm some sort of prize they won. They grope my chest like they are feeling up a drunk prom date. One of them keeps kissing and licking my gagged mouth. My cheeks and my neck. And then the other. I don't seem to mind any of it. My cock is rock hard and standing straight out. Why am I liking being molested by these two fuckers? Am I really a bitch? 

They each take an ankle spreading my legs out. I feel tight leather straps around each one. A pole or a bar is between the cuffs. Holding my legs apart. Another strap, but a much wider one, wraps around my waist. It's like a harness with more straps running up under my crotch. One of them splits my cheeks and pushes up tight against my butt hole. Then it tugs at my cock and balls as it wraps around them and snaps in front of me. My hands are pulled up in front of my face, cuffed to the front of the collar. 

The old man tightens the last strap and buckle. "I think he is ready. Leave me alone with the bitch for a while."

The younger guy leaves, closing the door. "Mummphh!"

The man walks around me, surveying his work. He likes it. He takes a drink of beer. Leaning in close, he spits it in my face. 

"You hard cock tells me you want to be my bitch. My little cock hungry bitch. Is that right?"

A long, long pause. 

I assess my situation. I'm really horny. I'm sweating I'm so horny. He is slowly unzipping his pants. A big fat hard monster pops out. His pants drop to the floor. He holds his huge cock in his hand, pointing it at me. The cock head is glistening in the dim moonlight. He steps out of his pants and walks close to me. He takes a handful of my hair and pulls my head closer to him. Lifting it up so I'm looking in his eyes. The tip of his cock is rubbing my face! 

"Are you my cock hungry bitch? Answer me!"

More pause.

I nod. 

What the fuck?

"Good girl."

The tape slowly pulls off. One strip, then the other. I gasp for breath. Before a can compose myself his cock splits my lips and slides right in. I have to open my mouth all the way to take it. 

"Ahhhhhh! Fuck!"

And there I am. My cuffed hands holding his huge balls and gripping the base of his hard cock. Slurp, slurp. Suck, suck. Gag, gag. Choke, choke. Slurp, slurp. In and out. In and out. Over and over. He is pulling my hair and pinching my nipples. His hand guides my head back and forth. Sometimes holding it in deep until I can't breathe anymore. He likes to force me to choke and gag on his big fat member. He likes me squirming while he pinched and groped my chest and nipples. He likes me sucking him. I did my best.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, he speeds up, takes a deep breath and chokes me with a big wet load. He held my head firmly, keeping his cock deep in my mouth, until he was completely done. I choked and gagged and spit and drooled and even swallowed some of it. I couldn't help it. Cum was everywhere.

I was leaning against the side of the bed, exhausted. Spitting and drooling cum all over the front of me. I hoped it was all over. The man took something from the dresser and stuffed it in my mouth. I tried to fight it, but there was no hope. He pushed the rubber ball in deep. The strap around the back of my neck was extra tight. I looked up at him with nervous eyes. Why had he done this? I'd been a good bitch. 

"You were a good little cock slut, baby. But my friend doesn't like the mouth."

"Mummphh!!

the fucking.

coming soon