Amy was released from the horse and was allowed thirty minutes to clean up and rest in the bathroom. The refreshed woman returned to find Gloria on her knees giving the men head. She was delighted to see that the dom’s ministrations had restored their erections. She was very roughly placed in a bottomless canvas seat that forced her knees back against her tits and allowed her ass to dangle through. After Gloria tied Amy’s arms and legs up out of the way, she went to a small control panel on the wall and pressed a button marked “UP”. Amy was smoothly hoisted off of the floor by a concealed motor. “Most of the red has disappeared from her ass,” Gloria observed. “I’ll put some of the blush back on those pretty cheeks.” Amy once again felt the sting of a crop against her sensitized skin.
When Gloria was satisfied with the rosy glow emanating from Amy’s ass, she returned to the control panel, pressed a button marked “DOWN” and lowered Amy onto the “tack”. Jack grinned as he aimed his greasy cock at Amy’s puckered anus. Amy thought that she would split in half as Jack’s prick pried open her ass. Jack’s announcement that the head was in was drowned out by her shrieks. Gloria lowered Amy until all of her weight was on Jack and all eight inches of his prong were planted, then she raised the basket until there was just enough clearance between their bodies to allow for spinning. “GIVE THE SLUT A SPIN!” Dave shouted. The old pervert was beside himself with excitement.
Amy squealed as she spun around on Jack’s cock like a wheel on an axle. The pain that she had felt on penetration quickly evaporated as Jack’s greasy cock caressed every nerve in her anus and rectum. At the end of the first spin, Gloria quickly strapped the ball-gag to Amy’s pretty head to stifle the nerve-wracking animal noises that the slut was making.
As Jack fired his buckshot deep into Amy’s rotating rump, she had such an intense orgasm that she lost control of many of her muscles, including those that controlled her bladder. The laughing orgiasts scattered as Amy’s cunt sprayed a stream of amber fluid toward all points of the compass. Jack, who bore the brunt of the shower, was thrilled. He grabbed her to stop the spinning and took the golden shower on his chest and belly.
By the time Amy had sat on all four “tacks” she was exhausted from countless orgasms. The muscles in her thighs, belly, and cunt ached, not surprising considering what she had been through. Her tormentors allowed her to rest while they gave in to Gloria’s demands to be fucked. The men treated their partner in sex as an equal and fucked her as primly as though fucking their own wives.
Gloria huffed and puffed as the four men serviced her. Even though she didn’t equal Amy when it came to screaming, she made it very clear when she was cumming. Amy watched it all through half-opened eyes and soon grew envious of her mistress. “Someone please fuck me some more,” she pleaded. “My God, what does it take to satisfy this bitch?” Gloria asked as she reached for her strap-on dildo.
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