It was as if the pain had heightened each inch of her skin, making it hum. The pressure built with each strike of the shortened cat-o-nines till Marina could take no more and screamed her release, collapsing on Gregor’s chest. His cock still hard and pulsing deep inside of her.
“Looks like the lass is all warmed up for you,” quipped Gregor to Drake.
Drake dropped the leather whip and climbed up on the bed to position himself between Gregor’s outstretched limbs and behind Marina’s raised ass. Pulling the cork top off a small glass vial, he poured the contents down the crack of her ass, watching as it slid by her tiny puckered hole.
“What is that?” asked Marina as she felt the slightly warm liquid hit her skin. Gregor forced her head back down onto his chest.
“Just a little something we picked up in Asia,” said Gregor with a wink to Drake.
Drake ran his tightened fist up and down his shaft a few times feeling it get harder as he took in the splendid view of Marina’s backside ripe and ready for the taking, her pussy lips stretched taut over the base of his brother’s cock. Knowing it would push the girl over the edge again to feel both cocks impaling her… well… after she got over the pain.
Running the head of his cock through the oil spread across her skin, he moved his hand down his shaft, coating it as well. Finally, lining up the tip of his cock to her back passage, he started to push his way inside.
Marina cried out in dismay and surprise. “What? No! Stop!” Again she tried in vain to raise herself up but was held down by Gregor by the hair at the back of her neck.
Ignoring her cries, Drake pressed forward. Watching as her tight puckered hole relented to the powerful pressure of his cock. Her bottom stretched open wide around the bulbous tip before pulling it in and closing about the shaft. The feel of her ass tightening just below the head of his cock was pure pleasure for Drake.
Less so for Marina.
The sharp pain felt like a punch to her stomach. There was so much pressure and tension as her body struggled to accept his cock. As he thrust deeper inside her forbidden hole, the pressure built. Surely this would kill her? There was no way her small body could take on both large cocks.
“Please, please, please,” murmured Marina, almost unintelligible against Gregor’s chest. He could feel the wetness from her tears on his skin.
Gregor could also feel her pussy tighten as Marina’s muscles contracted and pulsed from the pain in her bottom. He could feel his brother’s cock as it pushed inside their little captive’s body, scraping against his, separated by only a thin layer of skin.
Drake pressed his hands against her ass cheeks, enjoying the heat radiating from her soft skin, compliments of the cat-o-nines, watching as his hands left white hand prints on the pink skin. He pulled his hips back, offering Marina a moment of relief from the pressure.
“Brace yourself, wench. Now comes the fun part,” said Drake with a nod to Gregor.
Both brothers started a practiced rhythm. One pulling almost out of her body as the other thrust painfully deep in.
“Oh god, you’re going to kill me!” sobbed Marina.
It was too much. The constant ebb and flow of pressure and tension as her body felt stretched and pulled. Her insides started to cramp from the strain. Still the painful thrusting continued, relentlessly.
“Goddamn, you have a tight little ass!” exclaimed Drake as her body closed around his shaft like a fist.
“Oh, brother, just wait till your cock gets a taste of her wet pussy,” moaned Gregor as he raised his hips off the bed to thrust inside her bruised body even harder.
Drake grabbed Marina’s hair and pulled her head back, forcing her body at an odd angle. “Tell us you want our cum,” he harshly whispered against her ear before giving it a quick bite.
Marina felt a strange wave of sensation at his primal command. Never thinking it possible, she felt a familiar
“Looks like the lass is all warmed up for you,” quipped Gregor to Drake.
Drake dropped the leather whip and climbed up on the bed to position himself between Gregor’s outstretched limbs and behind Marina’s raised ass. Pulling the cork top off a small glass vial, he poured the contents down the crack of her ass, watching as it slid by her tiny puckered hole.
“What is that?” asked Marina as she felt the slightly warm liquid hit her skin. Gregor forced her head back down onto his chest.
“Just a little something we picked up in Asia,” said Gregor with a wink to Drake.
Drake ran his tightened fist up and down his shaft a few times feeling it get harder as he took in the splendid view of Marina’s backside ripe and ready for the taking, her pussy lips stretched taut over the base of his brother’s cock. Knowing it would push the girl over the edge again to feel both cocks impaling her… well… after she got over the pain.
Running the head of his cock through the oil spread across her skin, he moved his hand down his shaft, coating it as well. Finally, lining up the tip of his cock to her back passage, he started to push his way inside.
Marina cried out in dismay and surprise. “What? No! Stop!” Again she tried in vain to raise herself up but was held down by Gregor by the hair at the back of her neck.
Ignoring her cries, Drake pressed forward. Watching as her tight puckered hole relented to the powerful pressure of his cock. Her bottom stretched open wide around the bulbous tip before pulling it in and closing about the shaft. The feel of her ass tightening just below the head of his cock was pure pleasure for Drake.
Less so for Marina.
The sharp pain felt like a punch to her stomach. There was so much pressure and tension as her body struggled to accept his cock. As he thrust deeper inside her forbidden hole, the pressure built. Surely this would kill her? There was no way her small body could take on both large cocks.
“Please, please, please,” murmured Marina, almost unintelligible against Gregor’s chest. He could feel the wetness from her tears on his skin.
Gregor could also feel her pussy tighten as Marina’s muscles contracted and pulsed from the pain in her bottom. He could feel his brother’s cock as it pushed inside their little captive’s body, scraping against his, separated by only a thin layer of skin.
Drake pressed his hands against her ass cheeks, enjoying the heat radiating from her soft skin, compliments of the cat-o-nines, watching as his hands left white hand prints on the pink skin. He pulled his hips back, offering Marina a moment of relief from the pressure.
“Brace yourself, wench. Now comes the fun part,” said Drake with a nod to Gregor.
Both brothers started a practiced rhythm. One pulling almost out of her body as the other thrust painfully deep in.
“Oh god, you’re going to kill me!” sobbed Marina.
It was too much. The constant ebb and flow of pressure and tension as her body felt stretched and pulled. Her insides started to cramp from the strain. Still the painful thrusting continued, relentlessly.
“Goddamn, you have a tight little ass!” exclaimed Drake as her body closed around his shaft like a fist.
“Oh, brother, just wait till your cock gets a taste of her wet pussy,” moaned Gregor as he raised his hips off the bed to thrust inside her bruised body even harder.
Drake grabbed Marina’s hair and pulled her head back, forcing her body at an odd angle. “Tell us you want our cum,” he harshly whispered against her ear before giving it a quick bite.
Marina felt a strange wave of sensation at his primal command. Never thinking it possible, she felt a familiar
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