Cindy and her female friend added to the atmosphere. At the corner, I saw them share tenderly kiss and feel one another, as they shot a few gazes at my direction. They gave a voyeuristic feeling of pleasure that I never knew that I enjoyed. Stimulation coursed through my body, as these two muscular men went to work on me.
I felt Jackson cup my breasts with both hands, as his tongue played with my nipples. Behind, Sam began to finger my ass, and pussy. Soft moans continued to escape my lips, as my mind trailed off into bliss.
“Love that, baby?” Jackson asked in an assertive voice.
“Y-yeah,” I admitted.
Moving on their own, my hands reached to their dicks. I began to stroke their erect shafts. My fingers made their way also to their balls. These small movements caused the two to move with more heat and energy, as the huffed and grunted.
I felt myself slowly kneel, as I gazed at their giant dicks. Both already dripping with pre cum. I stroked harder and faster, spitting on them both to add lubrication. The two raised their heads, and stiffened, as they pressed their penises against my cheeks, begging to be tasted. Who was I to deny such a delicious meat set in front of me? I started with Jackson, and began to suck. It could barely fit in my mouth, and I needed to push it a slightly deep into my throat, to get it in. I gagged and coughed a bit, but did not stop. After a time, I moved to Sam and blew him off as well. My mouth switched between to the two, as I serviced them both to the best of my knowledge. Their expressions and movements showed intense delight.
Before long, we took this over to the bed. I was at their mercy. Jackson spread my legs far apart, and forced his cock inside of me. I jerked with a moan, as I felt those eleven inches enter my vagina. Before my mind could even register, Sam went back to work on my mouth, and shoved it in as well. I felt their hands restrain my wrists and ankles, as they simultaneously pulled. It felt as if they were tugging for possession of me, when they were really trying to push their dicks in as deep as they could. I could not resist, only comply.
On the corner, Cindy and her friend were also moving to other positions. I could spot Cindy just tongue the other woman hard, making her squeal and twist on the floor. While my mind was focused on these two studs, I will admit that a part of me wanted to try what Cindy was giving over. The thoughts soon vanished, when Jackson and Sam continued to plow their dicks into me. From there, they too would experiment different positions, and switch it up a bit. They filled my mouth, ass, and pussy, driving me insane over a rocking bed.
After a minute, it finally happened. They came together, and released a heavy load in my ass and mouth.
“Oh, that felt good,” Jackson muttered.
“Damn good,” Sam admitted. “Ready for another round?”
Before I could answer, Cindy and the girl suddenly appeared behind the two. They suddenly placed a napkin around Jackson and Sam’s mouths and noses, suffocating the two. Both resisted, and tried to fight back, but it took a mere seconds for their movements to slow down in more weakened states. It did not stop there, however. From under the bed, they grabbed some thick wire, and began strangling the two.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” I yelled, snapping out of my sensual state.
“Rub their dicks!” Cindy ordered.
“W-what?!” I yelled.
“RUB THEIR FUCKING DICKS!” Cindy boomed.
Shocked by this sudden change, I simply obeyed, and began rubbing Jackson, and Sam’s still erect dicks. As I did, Cindy and the other woman tightened the wire around the necks of the two. The women’s faces displayed psychotic pleasure in seeing the two men lose oxygen. Their eyes rolled up, and their tongue stretched out, as their arms gradually stopped moving. Moment after, Jackson and Sam ejaculated an explosive load on my face that I quite literally fell back from this sudden release. Usually, I’d enjoy getting a bit on my face, but I found myself shocked and speechless. I wanted to scream, yet could not find my voice.
Cindy and the woman released Jackson and Sam. The two studs dropped to the ground, knocked out unconscious. I stared, horrified with what I had just seen. This was not exactly a kink I was right into.
“Oh… did you see the look on their faces?” Cindy purred to the woman, kissing her. “Made me feel so good!”
“Still got a bit of life in them,” the other woman smirked, kissing back. “Looks like we’re gonna have a lot of fun, wringing every ounce of life.”
“What about you, Yasmin? Ready for this snuff party?”
Although unable to speak, my body got up, and rushed right outside the room. I held my mouth, wanting to gag. What the hell just happened back there? What kind of fucked up kink was that? Was this normal? My answer soon arrived.
In the next room, I heard other similar struggling noises. I took a peek inside, and found one of the men being strangled and choked by the company of women he had with him. They took immense pleasure in his struggle and suffering.
At another room, a man tried to crawl away. However, other women dragged him back inside. It was not just the rooms. Down at the hall, I could see all the women attacking the men, taking delight in their pain and futile resistance. It was not the playful kind either. Some women literally punched them across the face, kicked them in stomach, and even outright bit them. The entire mansion became drowned with the screams of pained men, and pleasured women. Several of the men stopped moving completely, but the women did not stop using their lifeless bodies for their own fun.
Soon, I saw Martin also being attacked, and trying to get away. I rushed over, and just slammed the women off him. I then took his hand, and led him outside of this madhouse. Fortunately, no one really gave chase, as they quickly had their attentions drawn to other men.
We ran outside the mansion, naked. None of us really cared. We just had to get away from there. The two of us ran, until we felt ourselves a comfortable distance from the mansion.
“Are you okay?” I asked, huffing.
“Y-yeah,” Martin answered, shivering on the ground. He was folded into a ball, with eyes full of trauma.
I placed my hand to comfort him. As I did, he immediately gave me a tight hug, and sobbed his eyes out, apologizing for all this. He made several promises of being a better boyfriend, a better man, and a better person. Never before had I seen him in such a broken and miserable state. The entire ordeal may not have been too long, but it left a clearly deep scar in his mind.
“There, there,” I sighed, patting his head. “Everything will be fine.”
“Y-Yasmin, w-why’re you holding me like that?” he asked, looking at me.
I did not understand his question, until I saw my face reflected in his eyes. I wore a sadistic expression, one which I did not know I could even make. Suddenly, I reached for his neck.
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