Learning Intimate Customs
"MMRMRRGPHH!!" Jill screamed as loud as she could into her gag. Not that anyone would be able to hear her through the ball, the panel or the loud roar of the military truck's engine. Still the bookish redhead refused to give up. Her struggling and thrashing made one of the men move away from the writhing Julianne and towards her.
"Whoa this little wildcat needs some taming!" one of the soldiers said as he finished pulling down Jill's shorts and pulling back her shirt.
"NNNGGRPHH!! LGGHHH UUGGHH GHHH!" Jill whined, shaking from side to side in an effort to try and get away from the man behind her. Her efforts only made the buzz of the vibrator against her pussy worse. She was getting closer and closer to another orgasm. Already she'd been utterly humiliated when she'd been forced to cum across the top of her own passport. Now it, alongside her best friend's, were tossed aside next to Julianne's discarded clothes. Drops of cum both from the caught co-eds and their captors now cried across the documents.
The man behind Jill grabbed handfuls of both her breasts, his erection pressed against the redhead's asshole. Her eyes widened and she shook her head from side to side. He squeezed her breasts until her pleading turned into pained whimpering, "Behave, cunt, this body doesn't belong to you anymore. We get to do whatever we fucking want and you can't do shit about it."
"Even with that gag she's still running her mouth," the soldier who'd come to help his comrade added. "I think we should put it to better use, what do you say, wildcat?"
"FMMK YMMMPH!"
"Yeah that's what I thought." the soldier began undoing the panel ball gag, loosening it enough to pop out of Jill's mouth and hand around her slender throat like a collar. The drool that coated the ball drizzled down her tight sweaty skin.
"Ah...fuck let us AAAUUUGGGPHH!" Jill only had relief for the briefest of moments. Her demand was interrupted when the man behind her forced himself into her ass. The shock and pain forced her to cry out and soon her mouth was filled by the erection of the soldier in front of her. "UNNGGPPH!"
The man behind her leaned forward, his body tight against the pinned redhead's, his hands kneading her breasts, "You even think about biting down on my friend's cock and your little blonde friend will pay for it, you got that, whore? Now fucking SUCK!"
Jill had never sucked a cock in her life, fortunately she didn't have to do much of the work. Instead the man in front of her grabbed her hair and began pulling her mouth up and down his erection. Jill felt his shaft fill her mouth, even press against the back of her throat. She felt as though she were choking and couldn't understand how anyone could handle a man as big as him. Her face turned red with the effort of trying to breathe, her nose filled only with the sweaty scent of her captors.
When the man forcing her to blow him came, he held her head still and filled her mouth with his seed. Her eyes widened as the disgusting stuff flooded her mouth. She tried to keep from swallowing only to be jerked back by the man impaling her from behind, "UUNNNRGGPHH!"
"Swallow, bitch! Swallow every fucking little drop. That's your dinner for tonight and you're not going to waste a drop."
While Jill was writhing beneath the onslaught of two men and a vibrator, her best friend's situation wasn't much better.
All of Julianne's clothes had been discarded, leaving the beautiful blonde completely vulnerable to the elements. The man left with her had wrestled the former cheerleader to the ground and filled her cunt with his cock. He'd forced the bright pink vibrating dildo that was supposed to be strapped to her leg into the helpless girl's mouth. It was far bigger than even the dick filling her friend's mouth and Julianne could barely think with the massive rubber shaft spreading her jaws wide and grazing the back of her throat.
Her captor lay atop of her, pounding away hard enough to rock the blonde harder than she'd ever been rocked before.
"UNNGPHH! UNNNN! UNNNGPHH!! PLLFFHH UNNN!" Julianne moaned. She wanted to spit the dildo out and curse at the man taking her. But with the overstimulation flooding her. The near choking...the assault on her sex...the sound of her friend orgasming...the heat of the desert around them...she couldn't concentrate enough on any one thing to do it properly.
Then a shrill ringing pierced the hot air of the truck bed. Someone's phone. Somehow they must have driven into an area with a signal. Julianne felt her tormentor shift atop her, wrapping an arm around her throat to get to the phone. Suddenly he laughed.
"Who's John, huh slut?" the man raised the phone to show John's name displayed with a little heart as he attempted to video call her. "Someone special back home? A boyfriend maybe?"
The phone came into sharp focus. John had been the one to warn her and Jill about Aljins. He'd been the one to tell them not to go. Yet she'd blown him off as she always had. He never liked to have fun the way Julianne did. That's part of what drew her to him, as if somehow she'd be able to break his stern shell and let the inner party animal out. Turns out she should have listened to him not the other way around.
"Why don't we let John see what he's missing? Maybe he might enjoy the sight, what do you say little whore? One last peek before you go up for sale? Maybe he'll come to the auction! HA!"
Julianne's eyes widened and she shook her head. She couldn't bear the thought of John seeing her and Jill now. Stripped and fucked like two hookers off the street. The humiliation alone would be enough to break her, she thought, much less the sorrow at the thought of John knowing and being unable to help either of them. But more importantly she didn't want him to know just how right he'd been about their trip...
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"MMRMRRGPHH!!" Jill screamed as loud as she could into her gag. Not that anyone would be able to hear her through the ball, the panel or the loud roar of the military truck's engine. Still the bookish redhead refused to give up. Her struggling and thrashing made one of the men move away from the writhing Julianne and towards her.
"Whoa this little wildcat needs some taming!" one of the soldiers said as he finished pulling down Jill's shorts and pulling back her shirt.
"NNNGGRPHH!! LGGHHH UUGGHH GHHH!" Jill whined, shaking from side to side in an effort to try and get away from the man behind her. Her efforts only made the buzz of the vibrator against her pussy worse. She was getting closer and closer to another orgasm. Already she'd been utterly humiliated when she'd been forced to cum across the top of her own passport. Now it, alongside her best friend's, were tossed aside next to Julianne's discarded clothes. Drops of cum both from the caught co-eds and their captors now cried across the documents.
The man behind Jill grabbed handfuls of both her breasts, his erection pressed against the redhead's asshole. Her eyes widened and she shook her head from side to side. He squeezed her breasts until her pleading turned into pained whimpering, "Behave, cunt, this body doesn't belong to you anymore. We get to do whatever we fucking want and you can't do shit about it."
"Even with that gag she's still running her mouth," the soldier who'd come to help his comrade added. "I think we should put it to better use, what do you say, wildcat?"
"FMMK YMMMPH!"
"Yeah that's what I thought." the soldier began undoing the panel ball gag, loosening it enough to pop out of Jill's mouth and hand around her slender throat like a collar. The drool that coated the ball drizzled down her tight sweaty skin.
"Ah...fuck let us AAAUUUGGGPHH!" Jill only had relief for the briefest of moments. Her demand was interrupted when the man behind her forced himself into her ass. The shock and pain forced her to cry out and soon her mouth was filled by the erection of the soldier in front of her. "UNNGGPPH!"
The man behind her leaned forward, his body tight against the pinned redhead's, his hands kneading her breasts, "You even think about biting down on my friend's cock and your little blonde friend will pay for it, you got that, whore? Now fucking SUCK!"
Jill had never sucked a cock in her life, fortunately she didn't have to do much of the work. Instead the man in front of her grabbed her hair and began pulling her mouth up and down his erection. Jill felt his shaft fill her mouth, even press against the back of her throat. She felt as though she were choking and couldn't understand how anyone could handle a man as big as him. Her face turned red with the effort of trying to breathe, her nose filled only with the sweaty scent of her captors.
When the man forcing her to blow him came, he held her head still and filled her mouth with his seed. Her eyes widened as the disgusting stuff flooded her mouth. She tried to keep from swallowing only to be jerked back by the man impaling her from behind, "UUNNNRGGPHH!"
"Swallow, bitch! Swallow every fucking little drop. That's your dinner for tonight and you're not going to waste a drop."
While Jill was writhing beneath the onslaught of two men and a vibrator, her best friend's situation wasn't much better.
All of Julianne's clothes had been discarded, leaving the beautiful blonde completely vulnerable to the elements. The man left with her had wrestled the former cheerleader to the ground and filled her cunt with his cock. He'd forced the bright pink vibrating dildo that was supposed to be strapped to her leg into the helpless girl's mouth. It was far bigger than even the dick filling her friend's mouth and Julianne could barely think with the massive rubber shaft spreading her jaws wide and grazing the back of her throat.
Her captor lay atop of her, pounding away hard enough to rock the blonde harder than she'd ever been rocked before.
"UNNGPHH! UNNNN! UNNNGPHH!! PLLFFHH UNNN!" Julianne moaned. She wanted to spit the dildo out and curse at the man taking her. But with the overstimulation flooding her. The near choking...the assault on her sex...the sound of her friend orgasming...the heat of the desert around them...she couldn't concentrate enough on any one thing to do it properly.
Then a shrill ringing pierced the hot air of the truck bed. Someone's phone. Somehow they must have driven into an area with a signal. Julianne felt her tormentor shift atop her, wrapping an arm around her throat to get to the phone. Suddenly he laughed.
"Who's John, huh slut?" the man raised the phone to show John's name displayed with a little heart as he attempted to video call her. "Someone special back home? A boyfriend maybe?"
The phone came into sharp focus. John had been the one to warn her and Jill about Aljins. He'd been the one to tell them not to go. Yet she'd blown him off as she always had. He never liked to have fun the way Julianne did. That's part of what drew her to him, as if somehow she'd be able to break his stern shell and let the inner party animal out. Turns out she should have listened to him not the other way around.
"Why don't we let John see what he's missing? Maybe he might enjoy the sight, what do you say little whore? One last peek before you go up for sale? Maybe he'll come to the auction! HA!"
Julianne's eyes widened and she shook her head. She couldn't bear the thought of John seeing her and Jill now. Stripped and fucked like two hookers off the street. The humiliation alone would be enough to break her, she thought, much less the sorrow at the thought of John knowing and being unable to help either of them. But more importantly she didn't want him to know just how right he'd been about their trip...
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