The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27 - Sex Stories

The Shark and Seal - Tourists in Hell Part 27

... tourists, the longer the night had unfolded, the less

human

they’d become to me. I had somehow reached a point where it was like they weren’t even people to me anymore. Just objects.

Eventually, vaguely, I was aware once more of Sasha cooing and grinding atop Sara’s boyfriend. Her smooth belly flexed as she moved her hips with a mesmerizing rhythm. The girl’s fingernails raked down his chest. Her hard nipples jutted out like twin peaks. Throwing her head back, she moaned louder and louder… like a porn star whore looking for an award at an orgy competition.

“YES… oohhh god, baby, you feel so good. Your cock belongs deep in this pussy. Mmmm. Let me have it now. I want your sperm. Don’t hold back. Give me everything, pretty-boy. Everything! AHHHH!” She crooned like the shameless cunt she was, all but announcing the bitch-boy’s orgasm as he spewed inside her. He groaned beneath her and I wondered if the knowledge that he’d reached orgasm despite witnessing the demise of his girlfriend’s future brother-in-law had created a scar that would never heal. Sasha stroked his chest and stayed sitting on him as if to revel in the feeling of his sticky load filling her up. Staring at the ceiling with a look of haunted resignation, he looked spent from his exertions.

Meanwhile, Sasha basked in a certain afterglow as she sat astride her rape victim.

“Baby, can I keep him.

Please??

”

Rex sauntered up to his wife and leaned down to give her a surprisingly tender and ...

... almost sensual kiss. “You may, bitch. After today, you can consider him your personal fuck-toy. Try not to go through this one as quickly as the last one though, OK?”

Sasha smirked. “I can’t make any promises, baby. Sometimes a girl likes to play

rough

with her toys.”

A few minutes later, they led Sara and her boyfriend Marcus through my bar toward the back door, where a van had pulled up. One Frost Demon was holding the back door open. I could see the black van and hear its idling engine as snow blew in from the cold.

“Don’t want our new fuck-toys to freeze to death on the ride back,” Rex said with a wink. “The rest of my men are waiting for them back at the warehouse. Our sweet lovebirds will have their asses shafted together, and that brunette’s pussy hasn’t even

begun

to feel cock compared to what’s coming to her between now and sunrise.” Sara’s face crumpled while Marcus’ expression looked completely numb. Rex reached out and pinched the dark-haired girl’s nipples before giving her ass a slap. He even grasped the base of the boyfriend’s cock and gave it a playful squeeze before ordering his men to take the two away.

I watched as the young couple, still naked and now with their wrists tied in front of them, were escorted toward the exit by four muscular bikers. Their fate would forever remain a mystery to me, but I had no doubt that whatever it would be, it would be grim. Fucked and tortured to death by the gang or sold to human traffickers… Neither ...