“Swallow it whore, swallow all my cum.” He hissed as he emptied his cum into her mouth. She gagged on him and Martin saw the man’s cum seeping out of her mouth. Then his attention was focused on his own orgasm.
“Fuck yes.” He snarled, ramming as hard into her as he could as he came. Pumping his cum into her body with deep shuddering groans of pleasure. The woman moaned sharply as she felt him cumming in her. Once he had emptied himself inside her he pulled back. The man who had just cum in her mouth was still holding hair. He dragged her up to her knees.
“Jesus you really should look at yourself. You look just like the whore you are. All fucked, and with cum on your face.” He snapped to her as he began to drag her across the warehouse. She staggered to her feet, stumbling alongside him. Martin followed them and saw they were heading towards a dark van that had been hidden from his sight behind a wall. The woman was pushed into the back of the van by the man. He clambered out, closed the doors and moved towards the driver’s door. The other man went round to the passenger side and pulled something out. Then walked back towards Martin, who saw he was holding a wad of cash. He held it out to Martin.
“We’ve been paid for this so you should be too.” He said, Martin blinked.
“Paid, someone paid you to rape her.” He said in a shocked voice.
“Yes, she did.” Martin looked at him in amazement.
“She paid you to do that?” The man nodded.
“You really didn’t think this was real did you. If it was you’d not have been anywhere near us. We do this for a living, we work for a company who provides sexual fantasies. You’d be surprised how many women want the rape fantasy. Hers was to be taken by a few strangers. You arriving was just luck and helped with the fantasy for her. So here you take the money and continue on your way.” Martin reached out to take the cash. There looked to be a few hundred pounds in Twenties. The man turned back to the van then stopped and turned back to him. He handed him a card. “Take this, you were quite good at this. If you feel like earning a living at this call us.” Martin looked down at the card wondering as the man returned to the van and it drove off.
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