Unknown to Malory, Kain had moved behind her head. He had stripped his red thong, and was oiling up his large, shaft with the green liquor.
“My God!” Trip gasped. The man was huge. His dark cock was close to 10 inches in length and quite thick.
When Malory was slid forward, her red hair dropped off the bar. It was quickly followed by her head. She blinked her eyes at the throbbing lights. Once her eyes adjusted, she was starring up at Kain’s thick, liquor-covered, cock.
“Hey, wait,” she protested.
“Hold her still,” Andrea quickly ordered the group.
Many hands came forward, taking Malory’s arms and legs. Kain reached down and pinched the wife’s nostrils, easing his shaft towards her sweet open mouth.
“Wait…They can’t do that,” Tripp complained to Erin.
“Just hush, Lover. You don’t want her to see me holding your cock. You don’t want to explain where you meet me, and what we have been up to these last few years,” she stated.
“But, Erin, this is rape. They can’t mean to…”
“Just watch the show, Tripp. I can feel you’re enjoying it.”
Malory choked as the thick shaft pushed into her mouth. Mint flavored pre-cum lathered her tongue. From above she felt cool air caressing her breasts. Andrea had pushed her bra down to smother her breasts in wet kisses. Her tender nipples were sucked into the woman’s wet mouth. She could feel the bare cunt rub across her belly. The cock at her lips slid deeper. Malory panicked, jerking uselessly at the many hands. She couldn’t breath.
Andrea leaned down to lick at the wife’s bulging throat. “Easy there, Girl. Breath through your nose. Lean your head back and relax your throat. He’s going to fuck it, and I’m going to eat your fresh pussy.”
Andrea turned around to face Malory’s crotch. Her wet cunt rested over the girl’s breasts. “Unbutton the rest of her dress, Guys and open it up,” she said.
As the red dress parted, Andrea leaned forward and buried her face into the pink panties. She breathed in, inhaling Malory’s scent. “Mmm,” she moaned, rubbing her nose in it. Her head lifted, “Someone pull these panties off; I want to see it.”
Malory’s legs kicked back, as her panties were drawn down her thighs by the unseen hands. She felt her legs being gripped and spread aside, opening her already damp cunt. Her complaints were only garbled cries behind a hard, black cock. Everyone leaned forward to glimpse her tightly cropped, red curls. Her vulva was puffy with arousal; The nether lips dotted with moisture. The aroma of her aroused cunt drifted from below.
“Sweet,” Andrea remarked, before dipping her head and diving in. Malory’s legs jerked, but the many hands held them steady and spread.
Erin had reached into Tripp’s pants and was massaging his stiff cock.
“Isn’t your wife cute. Look how her throat bulges from that cock. I bet you didn’t know she could take one that deep. She’ll sure be hoarse for some time,” Erin commented.
He saw the dark haired woman reach beneath his wife, cup her ass, dig her nails in, and lift Malory’s pussy to her face. Her head shook violently, lathering her tongue in the girl’s sex. Kain was really slamming her face. He held her by the hair, yanking it down while stroking his cock into her choking throat. Drool ran in slimy strands down her face. After a loud grunt of pleasure from Kain, Tripp saw his wife’s eyes widen in horror. Her cheeks ballooned, then cum shot out from around the black cock and her lips. More bubbled up from her nose. Her chest rose. As the dark shaft slipped from her throat, it stayed connected by skinny strands of cum and spit. Malory coughed up more cum. It spewed out and down her face. Kain used his spent cock to paint her face with the goo.
The sight was too much for Tripp. His own load was spent uselessly on the floor beneath him, while his lover still held him in her firm grip.
“I see you liked that,” Erin said, before dropping to her knees and quickly licking him clean.
Tripp was startled by the gray haired man. He had quietly stepped up behind them.
“There’s my Red,’ he said, ‘Damn, I seemed to have missed the show. Your wife is some looker. I’m sure you wont mind if I have a little fuck.” He waited for no answer from Trip, and walked to the bar. Gently he tapped Andrea on the shoulder, interrupting her dinner of cunt. “Mmm, that sure smells good. Be a Doll, and when your done, please bring her to ‘The Playroom’. You know where.”
“For a kiss,” Andrea insisted.
His hands cupped her face. They passionately kissed, then he lightly licked her face. Smiling, he licked his lips and walked away.
Andrea shuffled down. She pulled Malory’s head up by the hair, and planted a kiss. Her tongue lapped around Malory’s lips then drove into her mouth. She pulled back with a sigh. “Mmm, you taste good. Hope you enjoy your own flavor too. I did.” She turned back to the group; “Will a few of you please help me get her to ‘The Playroom’,” she asked.
Several hands picked up Malory, lifted her body, and began moving her from the room. Malory fussed and visibly protested, but by then, the green liquor had begun to take its control. The other dancers paid no head to the struggling girl. They had obviously seen this before.
“Where, where are they taking her,” Tripp questioned.
“To ‘The Playroom’, Love. Come along. I’ve been waiting for this,” Erin remarked.
As Tripp entered ‘The Playroom’, his wife was being strapped down to a piece of sex-furniture at its center. It consisted of a metal frame with separate, red, back and head pads, a lower, knee-level pad, and 4 curled, padded, metal bars, two at both its front and rear. He remembered seeing something like it on-line once.
Malory was placed on her back over the pads, her arms strapped the the curved, bars above her head, her feet to the remaining curved, bars. Those bars were a little higher, lifting her ankles and spreading her legs apart. She cursed, erotically wriggling her body while pulling at the strong straps.
“Now, now, let’s not have that,” someone said, slipping a metal, ring gag between her teeth and strapping it around her head.
Malory’s eyes looked frighteningly around the room. It was quickly filling with partially dressed guests. Some took seats in the surrounding plush seats, while others leaned comfortably against the red, padded, walls. Most of the room was dim, except for the one bright set of hospital-like, lights above her frame. She thought she saw Tripp and Erin in the shadows, and screamed to them. Her words came out broken and unintelligible. The red dress had been removed in the struggle, leaving her completely naked, save for the red heels. Her sex felt cool and moist. It was still damp from her unwanted arousal, and Andrea’s wandering tongue. The taste and aroma still lingered on her cum-painted, face.
The gray haired man entered the room. He was naked save for a long, crimson, open robe. His cock dangled precariousness from its opening. At half-staff, it was a good 9 inches in length. Stepping to Malory, he shifted a few red locks aside to stare into her frightened eyes.
“Now, My Red, have no fear. We are here to give you pleasure; To give you the sex you have been denying for so long. You will learn what your body is meant for. Your sweet mouth and holes will be open for our cum. Once my friends prepare you, your body will eagerly await my cock.” He turned to the others. “My friends, Please do not waste your seed. Play all you want, but make sure you empty yourself in Dear Red’s waiting mouth. Erin; Want you please do the honors of preparing Young Malory for my cock.”
As Erin walked up to Malory, she took an iced glass of the green liquid from a guest.
“Well, Hello there, Malory. I have been waiting to meet you like this. You have been such a prude to your husband. I’m sure that will end after tonight. Now, let me see if I can get those cute little nipples so hard.” Erin said.
Malory watched unable to do anything but grunt under her gag. Erin took some ice from the glass dripping cold drops over each nipple before placing the cube over one. It wasn’t just ordinary ice, but cold, frozen, rocks of the green liquid. Green, frigid, liquid trailed down her skin as it melted. She arched and shifted her body from side to side, still unable to shy from the frigid ice. One by one, each nipple began to swell, harden, and rise. Arousal had began to leak once again between her thighs.
Once Erin was satisfied with the size of Malory’s peaks, she slowly began to draw the ice down her body. Malory’s head rose up, squawking her outcry, as the cold, cube trailed towards her curly, red, mound. Her hair was soon soaked; The cold liquid melting and flowing down the crack of her sex. It drained between the swelling folds and tickled the little, oval of her tight ass. A squeak rose from Malory, as Erin’s warm, thin, finger forced the cube into her tight sex. Melted, green, liquid drooled from the hole.
Malory groaned again and again, after more frozen cubes were pushed into her tight sex. Erin smiled down at her, holding up another shimmering emerald cube.
“You know where this one’s going?” she asked.
Malory shook her head in protest, as Erin’s hand disappeared between her spread thighs. She stared at Erin in disbelief, as the cold bite of the ice punctured the warm ring of her rectum.
“That’s right, Baby, all this cold will soon make you warm,” Erin stated, before nodding at a man to Malory’s right.
The man tipped back Malory’s head and poured a large glass of the liquid down her throat. She coughed a few times before he held her nose, forcing her to swallow it all. After that, he began to hold his polished knob over her face and stroke its engorged length. The aroma of his man-flesh captured her senses. Her body had begun to arouse. Her hips jerked, as Erin’s soft, middle, finger touched her cold clitoris. The hard nub, twitched in response. The finger withdrew from her clit, replaced by a thumb, as the digit entered her cunt. Slowly, it began to fuck in and out, as the thumb circled her clit. Malory groaned as her body again reluctantly responded. Erin was always there, smiling, humiliating her before the crowd.
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