His hands and feet were put through the loops in the ropes, and the loops tightened. When it was done, he laid there spread-eagled, so wide that he felt all stretched out, pain in his joints and muscles.
The women studied him with predatorily smiles on their lips.
Then they descended upon him.
Jord was not prepared for the shock from their hands suddenly being all over him. As soon as the women got onto the bed, they were groping, squeezing, pinching, and roughly caressing all over his naked flesh. Soon the attention focused on his most sensitive areas, as they plucked at pinched at his nipples, fingered the taint and anus area, groped his privates, pulling and squeezing his balls and, perhaps the worst part, eagerly kneaded, squeezed, and pinched his penis.
He gasped as the cruel-faced woman (not that all of their faces didn’t appear cruel when they hungrily ate him up with their eyes, as though he was a cut of prime meat) once again peeled back the foreskin. She went for the exposed, sensitive head (without lubrication this time), and he let out an involuntary whimper as he jolted. The women laughed at this, pressing him down against the bed as they kept abusing him. Again he noted how strong they were. The woman to his right clapped her bejeweled hand hard on his mouth so that he could barely move his head. She grinned down at him nastily while continuing to roll his nipple in her fingertips.
Cruelface relented soon, pulling the foreskin back up and getting off the bed. The relief, however, proved short-lived. The other two women between his legs took his cock over and forced the protective skin right back again. Then, with their spit as lubrication, used their rough fingertips (with plenty of long nails between them) to start mercilessly rubbing the cockhead. While this went on, the other two kept focused on his nipples, keeping up a steady stimulation of pinching and tugging.
Breathing heavily, Jord closed his eyes in desperation. He felt utterly violated and helpless! The attention on his nipples made his cockhead more sensitive to the assault, made him feel the abuse reverberate all across the abdomen and down to his toes. He had the notion that such feeling should have been pleasurable, but having them forced on you made it nothing but torture, plain and simple. And from the way the women visually devoured him while they worked, he could see that they were fully aware of his feelings. Wholly reveling in them. This, he realized, was what they had bought him for after all. For torturing.
The woman with her hand over his mouth said something to him. She removed the hand, gave his nipple a hard twist. She repeated what she said, harsher.
“Please,” Jord begged, “I don’t understand!”
The woman slapped his face. The rings around her fingers hurt as they hit. She said something else. They all laughed. Then, leaving his mouth free, she continued to play with his nipple, the nails of her other hand digging into his arm.
Cruelface returned on the bed holding a small vial. The other two women made way as she took his cock in her hand again, pouring onto it the clear liquid from the vial. The liquid was cold, and he gasped lightly at the feeling. Then Cruelface started rubbing the oily stuff in with her long, thin fingers.
Jord breathed deep at the almost overwhelming sensation of his cock in the woman’s tight grip. A strange feeling, like a strengthening tingle, started spreading out to his entire body. To his horror he realized that his cock was rapidly hardening. The women’s eyes gleamed.
He had a big cock, even flaccid but especially when erect: long and thick with a large and symmetrically shaped head. He was proud of it. He had been waiting for the moment when a girl first saw it. The look of desire in her eyes. Her smile. He had imagined the moment countless times when touching himself.
He had not anticipated this. These malicious old women at whose mercy he now was, the lecherous grins with which they regarded his engorged young sex organ. This was not at all how he wanted it to be. He could hardly believe it. But it was real. And he could not change it. They owned his body now. They owned him.
Jord’s cock rock hard in her hands, grinning Cruelface examined it like a trophy. She said something to her comrades. The other women replied with a malignant murmur of gleeful, and obviously increasingly aroused, laughter.
Then their hands were all over him again.
Jord closed his eyes. There was no describing the utter sense of helplessness he felt with all those rough hands invading him. Rope chafed the skin on his wrists and ankles as he involuntarily strained against his binds, so intense were the sensations forced upon him. His cock aggressively stimulated, with the attention on his nipples increasing the penile sensitivity, and his balls and anus fondled, the combined affect made his breath come in gasps and whimpers. His entire body was permeated with this odd tingling sensation which had steadily grown. And finally he was loathe to identify the feeling: it was arousal, powerful arousal! Albeit that it felt like the inverse of it, like pleasure turned into torment. His mind seemed to rebel against it as well, reacting to it as though he was being subjected to pain.
This was somehow the doings of the liquid, he understood. Witchcraft! Some kind of dark magic which perverted the functions of his own body and mind. He recognized that what this feeling overwhelming him was supposed to be was supreme sexual pleasure, but his mind could not interpret it as anything but torture.
And there was nothing for him to do but to endure it. Though as the feeling yet grew, that seemed to become increasingly difficult.
In addition to the ongoing stimulation, he was every now and then touched in a way that made him jolt. Some pinch or a certain extra sensitive spot of his cock found. The women seemed to greatly enjoy seeing this reaction.
Then suddenly, the woman with his right nipple pinched it with her long nails, and he cried out. The woman on the left then took her turn and pressed a violent hand over his mouth, pushing his head back down. She whispered some words into his ear in her serpentine language, then grinned with a whole mouthful of yellowed teeth. She kept the hand pressed hard over his mouth as the merciless molestation went on.
The nearly intolerable sensitivity of his cock only seemed to grow. His body kept twitching as Cruelface’s hand twisted relentlessly around the head. Ropes kept him spread out. Hands kept him down. And hands kept feeling him, and feeling him, and feeling him. And he started to feel he might soon lose his mind.
His mind told him he was being killed from within. All he wanted was to escape. To imagine he was somewhere else. But the moment kept him right where he was. He could not help but feel everything. There was no escape.
Oh please, oh please-
The woman to his left suddenly let go of his mouth. She then turned his head in her direction and proffered her large, pendulous tit at him. His eyes focused in the big, brown nipple. The woman motioned with her mouth. Suck it.
Hesitatingly Jord took the nipple in his mouth. He closed his eyes and did what he thought to be his best. She held him by the hair as he did. Pulling harder once in a while, which he took as indication to put more effort into it.
After a while, the woman to his right then grabbed him by the head and turned it in her direction. Sticking her own smaller tit with nipples just as dark in his face. His mouth got to work.
Yet a while later the first woman took him back. In his mouth the nipple went. He felt humiliated but there was little else he could do.
He was doing his best to focus on his mouth instead of his cock, albeit with great difficulty. But then Cruelface let go of his penis. He almost looked over to see as to why, but a hard tug on his hair kept him sucking.
Out of the corner of his eye, he then saw Cruelface move up on the bed, positioning herself over him. When she took hold of his cock again, that’s when the nipple came out of his mouth and his head whipped in the woman’s direction. Cruelface was spreading her cunt with the fingers of one hand, guiding this cock in with other.
“No!” Jord found himself crying out, with a futile jolt against his binds. Trying to rise. He did not want her to-
The women in both sides grabbed him by the head, his jaw and his hair, and pushed him back down violently. Incensed words were hissed at him. He reluctantly relented.
Hopeless took over. So this was how he was going to lose his virginity, raped by this horrid woman. And, he knew, after her the rest of them would take their turns. He felt he would not be able to take it!
Panic and helplessness filled his heart. Yet it was no use trying to fight this. It could only anger them.
Cruelface smiled as she then lowered herself on his cock, taking him inside. Her cunt felt as though burning him. He’d never known a feeling like this before.
What he felt like inside was like crying and screaming at the same time, yet he simply laid there, trying to contain his anguish. The women clearly saw all this. And it was obvious that they loved it. Monsters!
Catching his nipples in her fingertips, Cruelface started riding him, grinding to and fro on his cock. The woman on his left sill had him by the jaw, the one on his right by his hair. Made it feel as though all three were raping him at once. Meanwhile the other two kept busy with his balls, ass, and thighs. Squeezing and clawing.
He closed his eyes. He’d wondered so many times how it felt to be inside a woman. He’d always imagined it would feel wonderful.
It felt terrible! Like the most vulnerable part of him was trapped within some hostile life-form. The sensation starting from the tip of his cock and rippling up and down his whole body. A dirty sensation. Like being consumed.
The woman to his left released his jaw, then rose to position herself squatting above his face. She rubbed at her sex with one hand and, catching his eye, touched his lips with the other. She motioned with her own mouth: open up and stick your tongue out!
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