monstrously large cock free from his jeans. Even before he gripped the back of my head and pulled my mouth onto him, I was salivating at the thought of sucking him off.
I’d barely gotten started when my other boss, Bobby, who was equally big and muscular and fuck-me-now sexy, came to my other side and freed his tool. They worked me back and forth, forcing their cocks past my gag reflex and deep down my throat over and over again while the machine fucked me down below.
It didn’t take me long to get Bobby off. When he was done, he tucked his cock back inside his jeans while David kept fucking my throat. Then Bobby bent down by my head and stroked my hair back from my eyes.
“Today of all days was not a good choice for being late, Sarah.” His voice held a note of warning—one that left me full of dread. “We’ve got clients coming in today. As part of the package for them hiring us for this build, I’d planned to let them fuck you today. Now they aren’t just going to fuck you, but they get to punish you, too.”
I let out a little moan on David’s cock at the thought of strange men punishing me and fucking me all day. The vibrations from my moan were all it took to set him off, and he shot his load deep down my throat while I worried. Bobby and David regularly fucked me, and there had been several occasions where the construction workers on their team had taken part. But these were all men I knew. Well, at least they were men I knew now, even if I hadn’t known them when I first started this job.
But they’d never let other men outside the company touch me. The closest they’d come to that was punishing me or having sex with me (or both) while on a conference call.
This was entirely different.
While I worked to swallow the salty, musky stuff, Bobby moved around to the other side of the curtain again. The motor of my fucking machine revved up, and it started thrusting into me at an insane pace. David put a spider gag in my mouth and fastened it behind my head. The chain tugging on my clamps jiggled and then resettled with my nipples and clit stretched even more painfully than they already had been. A blindfold settled over my eyes. Random objects were placed on my stomach—and at least one of them was a flogger. The soft falls tickled against my skin. As a final touch, noise-cancelling headphones were placed on my ears.
I couldn’t see a damn thing, couldn’t even hear myself breathe. Nothing.
And then I was alone.
I couldn’t tell you how long I was there, strapped to the table, unable to see or hear or move even the tiniest little bit. I also couldn’t put into words just how bad I wanted to come, from the fucking machine moving in and out of my pussy so fast I was sure the motor would burn up, and from the clamps biting into my three most sensitive parts, and from the inability to focus because of all of that. Hell, I couldn’t even tell you how hard I jumped against my restraints when hand after hand lifted those random objects off of my belly. But I definitely knew how loud I screamed when an arm came down over my shoulder blades and dragged from there down to my thighs, popping all of my clamps and clothespins free in one fell swoop.
Well, not that I heard my own scream. I just know how raw my throat felt after the scream—like I’d done damage to my vocal chords or something. So yeah, I screamed pretty fucking loud. So many tears were coming from my eyes so fast that my blindfold was drenched from them.
And then everything was happening at once.
A massive cock shoved into my mouth through the spider gag and strong hands held my head still while he face fucked me. The tip of a cane struck one breast while a crop smacked repeatedly over the other. The fucking machine stopped and the dildo came free.
Then the speculum was pulled out of my pussy, but almost immediately pressed inside my asshole. It went deep, hot and wet with my juices, and stretched my nether hole wide. Now,
I’d barely gotten started when my other boss, Bobby, who was equally big and muscular and fuck-me-now sexy, came to my other side and freed his tool. They worked me back and forth, forcing their cocks past my gag reflex and deep down my throat over and over again while the machine fucked me down below.
It didn’t take me long to get Bobby off. When he was done, he tucked his cock back inside his jeans while David kept fucking my throat. Then Bobby bent down by my head and stroked my hair back from my eyes.
“Today of all days was not a good choice for being late, Sarah.” His voice held a note of warning—one that left me full of dread. “We’ve got clients coming in today. As part of the package for them hiring us for this build, I’d planned to let them fuck you today. Now they aren’t just going to fuck you, but they get to punish you, too.”
I let out a little moan on David’s cock at the thought of strange men punishing me and fucking me all day. The vibrations from my moan were all it took to set him off, and he shot his load deep down my throat while I worried. Bobby and David regularly fucked me, and there had been several occasions where the construction workers on their team had taken part. But these were all men I knew. Well, at least they were men I knew now, even if I hadn’t known them when I first started this job.
But they’d never let other men outside the company touch me. The closest they’d come to that was punishing me or having sex with me (or both) while on a conference call.
This was entirely different.
While I worked to swallow the salty, musky stuff, Bobby moved around to the other side of the curtain again. The motor of my fucking machine revved up, and it started thrusting into me at an insane pace. David put a spider gag in my mouth and fastened it behind my head. The chain tugging on my clamps jiggled and then resettled with my nipples and clit stretched even more painfully than they already had been. A blindfold settled over my eyes. Random objects were placed on my stomach—and at least one of them was a flogger. The soft falls tickled against my skin. As a final touch, noise-cancelling headphones were placed on my ears.
I couldn’t see a damn thing, couldn’t even hear myself breathe. Nothing.
And then I was alone.
I couldn’t tell you how long I was there, strapped to the table, unable to see or hear or move even the tiniest little bit. I also couldn’t put into words just how bad I wanted to come, from the fucking machine moving in and out of my pussy so fast I was sure the motor would burn up, and from the clamps biting into my three most sensitive parts, and from the inability to focus because of all of that. Hell, I couldn’t even tell you how hard I jumped against my restraints when hand after hand lifted those random objects off of my belly. But I definitely knew how loud I screamed when an arm came down over my shoulder blades and dragged from there down to my thighs, popping all of my clamps and clothespins free in one fell swoop.
Well, not that I heard my own scream. I just know how raw my throat felt after the scream—like I’d done damage to my vocal chords or something. So yeah, I screamed pretty fucking loud. So many tears were coming from my eyes so fast that my blindfold was drenched from them.
And then everything was happening at once.
A massive cock shoved into my mouth through the spider gag and strong hands held my head still while he face fucked me. The tip of a cane struck one breast while a crop smacked repeatedly over the other. The fucking machine stopped and the dildo came free.
Then the speculum was pulled out of my pussy, but almost immediately pressed inside my asshole. It went deep, hot and wet with my juices, and stretched my nether hole wide. Now,
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