Owning a Dominant Bitch - Complete - Sex Stories

Owning a Dominant Bitch - Complete

... were starving. Her actions were not lost on the two men as the smaller one said something in Russian and the big man laughed. “You like cum,” the small man said, “We have much cum for you. You may even get more than you want.” Diane blushed but even from this distance I recognized that she was turned on. “Suck cock,” he said in his broken English, “suck good or I break face.” Diane didn’t have to be coerced. She went to work like a seasoned whore and within minutes the small man’s dick was hard again. “I like you,” he said, “maybe I not kill you with bullet. Maybe I kill you with cock.” Both men laughed at his joke and he moved back to Wendy. Wiping his dick in the slime dripping from her pussy, he got the head wet and then moved to her anus. Lining it up perfectly her gave one hard push and drove balls deep into her ass. Wendy screamed at the top of her lungs as his dick slid home. She moved frantically as much as her bonds would allow and then screamed again. This seemed only to spur the small man on and he pounded into her ass ruthlessly. After a few minutes of this he reached over and grabbed Diane’s hair, pulling her to him. Still kneeling, she looked up, not knowing what to expect. He pulled his cock from Wendy’s ass and shoved it unceremoniously into Diane’s waiting mouth. She sucked for all she was worth and shortly he pulled it from her and reinserted it in Wendy’s ass. He got into a rhythm of doing this and before long he was ready to cum again. He pulled out of the ...

... bound girl and shot long sticky ropes of cum on her ass cheeks. “Lick it up,” he told Diane. She leapt to the task and within minutes Wendy’s ass had nothing but the cane marks remaining. “You do good,” he said to her, “Yes; maybe I keep you to myself. Maybe I put fist in ass for fun.” Diane’s eyes went wide and she began to tremble. “First we decorate,” announced the small man. He disappeared into the shadows as the giant untied Wendy and unceremoniously slammed her into a chair only to retie her there. A few minutes later the other criminal returned carrying a leather bag. He put it on the table that had been holding Wendy earlier and began pulling out several tools. He moved toward Wendy but stopped short. “You, bitch,” he said to Diane in his heavy accent, “suck tits, make nipples hard.” She crawled quickly over to Wendy and began sucking her nipples. Within a few minutes he was satisfied with her efforts and pushed her aside. I couldn’t see what happened next but a loud scream from Wendy let me know it wasn’t good. When the Russian moved to one side I could see a shiny silver ring piercing Wendy’s right nipple. “You want some?” the Russian asked Brittany. She shook her head and remained seated. “I think we found something.” David was back and I had been so engrossed in what was taking place inside I didn’t hear him coming. “What’s going on in there?” “Nothing,” I said, “they have the girls tied up.” He led me to the back of the building where the twins were waiting next ...