Kidnapped Models Ch. 04

"Ahhh! Fuck! I'm filling you up again, cute pussy!"

Bianca groaned as she felt Master Gary's cock spew up her slit, filling her with his hot jism. She settled onto his lap, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Master Gary's finger collected one of her tears. He brought it to his mouth, tasting it.

"Mmm. Your tears taste good, bitch. Now you be a good slut and wait here. I need a break." Saying this, Master Gary untied the girl's wrists only to re-bind her face-up on the bed, spread-eagled, her wrists and ankles bound with rope. He forced her jaw open, inserting a red ball-gag, fastening it to her mouth.

"MMMPPHHH!!! UHH!!"

"There, that should keep you quiet."

Master Gary took one last savoring look at his helpless captive lying naked on the bed. Her thoroughly raped pussy had swollen labia, and he loved the sight of the light dusting of pubic hair enshrouding her sex. He would have to rape that pussy again before the night was through.

Now Master Gary turned to see what Max was up to. The man had grown impatient to try out the blonde captive, it seemed. He had her on the floor, one hand pinning her by the neck, slamming her pussy full with his cock, raping her with savage fucks.

"Uhh!!! You go on upstairs. I need to fuck this slut's brains out before we take a break."

"By all means," Gary said over his shoulder. As he went upstairs, Stacey's moans and Max's grunts filled the room.

"Say it, bitch," Max shouted. Thank me for this cock raping your tight pussy!"

"UgghhkK!!" When he half-choked her for not responding, she sputtered what he wanted to hear.

"Th-thank you Master!! Ugh!! Thank you for raping my tight pussy!"

"AAAahhh!!" Max looked down at the slender, naked beauty pinned beneath him like a sacrificial offering. He looked at her mouth-watering tits, bared before him, jiggling with the force of his fucks as he impaled her helpless body. He looked at her beautiful, flawless face frozen in fear. It made his dick so hard, and finally he couldn't stop himself. He drew his glistening shaft out of her warmth. He looked down.

"Are you wet, you horny slut? Is that your juices I see clinging to my shaft?"

With shame and the ultimate embarrassment, the blonde beauty admitted the awful truth.

"Y-yes Master."

He reinserted his shaft at her opening and slammed himself balls-deep into her silky-soft wetness.

"That's what I thought. Uhh!! We're going to have a nice, long fuck now."

Stacey squeezed her eyes shut. She tried to pretend she was somewhere else, anywhere but here. She tried to pretend that the traitorous lust coursing through her body was someone else's, that her cunt cream wasn't practically flooding and coating every inch of the cock sweeping through her sex. But she was lying to herself, and she knew it. A hidden, forbidden feminine instinct deep inside of her craved this - had always craved it. She loved being fucked hard - no, more than that. She loved being thoroughly raped and dominated.

Stacey was still afraid and she still hated these madmen, but now she hated one more thing - her own traitorous body, responding with lust to these savage men, to the savage cock now impaling her without her consent. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt Max's penis straining inside her. He was about to...

"AAAHHH!!! Filling you up, cunt! Now you keep this spunk in your pussy. I have a job for you!"

As he twitched inside her, shooting his sperm deep inside her, Stacey wondered if he had just impregnated her with his nasty seed. But she didn't have time to worry about that now. Instead she gasped as he pulled out and yanked her wrist down so that her hand covered her just-ravaged sex.

"Now keep that pussy covered and hold my cum in your fuck-hole. I want you to kneel over your girlfriend's face and let it ooze into her mouth. Do it!"

Stacey couldn't believe what twisted ideas entered her captor's mind, but she knew she couldn't hesitate. The sight of the cattle prod in the corner was enough of a reminder, and she knew that the shorter man was still nearby and armed with a gun. So she obeyed. The sexy blonde climbed awkwardly onto the bed. She looked sadly into Bianca's pleading eyes as she straddled the girl's naked figure. The blonde's naked form soon squatted above the sexy brunette who lay prostrate and spread-eagled. Stacey slowly removed her hand. She watched as the sliding streams of jism oozed onto Bianca's ball-gag. Unable to keep her mouth closed, Bianca could only wait until the jism slid down the sides of the ball-gag and into her mouth - until she was forced to taste both the cum of their captor and the sweet feminine fluids of her friend.

Soon afterward, stars exploded in Stacey's vision. She slumped sideways from the blow, temporarily stunned.

"That's enough, cunt. Good job. You get your reward. You get to take a nap now." Max tied the semi-conscious blonde on the bed beside her girlfriend, spread-eagled and helpless. He pinched the girl's nipples and gave her a rough kiss. Then he reached down, fingering the girl's snatch, loving the feel of his remaining jism in her still-sticky folds. Soon she groaned and began to stir. He kept fondling her clitoris until she moaned, bucking into his fingers.

"Awake again, eh? You nasty little whore." He pumped his fingers deep inside her, rubbing along the inside of her passage. Then, using his other hand, he pinched her clitoris gently, thrusting his fingers hard and fast into her slit. She whimpered, her back arching, and gushed all over his hand. The scent of her fluids filled the room. His cock was hard again, incredibly enough. He just couldn't get enough of this blonde's sweet young snatch. He climbed onto the bed.

"Please, no more," Stacey sighed.

"Shut up. I want to fuck you again." He positioned his straining penis right at her opening. He pushed himself inside her, his buttocks clenching up as he fucked her like a machine. His balls slapped against her inner thighs with each brutal fuck. He grunted, spearing into the semi-conscious girl, blanketing her slender form with his hard body, until she groaned loudly, feeling his cock bathe her insides with a fresh surge of spunk.

Pulling out, he looked down at her cum-soaked cunt with pride.

"There. More cum to keep you nice and sticky. Sleep well, little bitch. It may be the last sleep you ever get." After fastening a pink ball-gag to the blonde's mouth, he turned off the lights and went upstairs.

'Let them have an hour or two of rest,' he thought. A dark reminder entered his twisted mind. The girls' torture and sexual subjugation might last for days, if he and Gary didn't sell them to Guzman or to the Sheikh first, or if they didn't dispose of them when they grew tired of them, like they had the last few girls. But the evening was still young, and Max was confident that he and Gary would take this to its natural conclusion, wherever it happened to lead.

One thing was certain. As evening darkened into night, so too would the men's appetites.

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To Be Continued...