Hobson's Choice
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Still...
Another disembodied cock floated into her vision, and she bent to her task, a little less enthusiatically than before. Soon she was wrapped up in it and giving her all, and then she froze as she heard the door behind her open.
'I hope she likes the view,' she thought.
Dee wagged her glistening globes, trying to entice Gina while she sucked the cock up to the wall. She felt large, rough, warm hands on her ass, separating the greasy halves. The high heels held her up at a most enticing level, she knew. Gina must have left the door cracked open, and this guy had come in for some casual rape. It surely didn't look like rape to him, she guessed. After all, she was trussed up, greased up, dressed like all she wanted in the world was for some nameless faceless guy to come in and rip her ass open while she sucked another cock sticking out from the wall.
He pressed her forward just as she was backing off the pulsing member in her lips to ask him to leave. She gagged when her face pressed against the wall. Now she was panicking! She couldn't tell him she didn't want this. She was helpless and about to be fucked without Gina there to help her.
"That's it, baby," came a low growling whisper. "I like the way you wiggled that ass for me when I came in."
"Mmmphmmph!" Dee was trying to get the words out when she heard his zipper.
Meanwhile, the action in the movie playing sounded out. A man's voice was screaming "Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" It seemed very appropriate for what was about to happen.
She knew she was lost. There wasn't any way to stop it. The cock in her mouth flexed, demanding attention. She went with it, sucking on it while she awaited her unplanned deflowering. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she felt the thick spongy head slide up and down her very available crack. It paused at her entrance, soon enough. Her heels began to tap on the hard cold cement floor as it popped through her last defense, and slithered its way up inside her. Next, she felt his pants, his open zipper on her thighs and her ass cheeks as he dipped in as far as he could reach. He pulled out about halfway, and started to plunge in and out like he wanted to cum as soon as possible, like she was just a receptacle for his fluids. His hands were on her hips, rocking her back and forth on his invading pole of lust, slamming her face up and down the rod in her mouth.
She became lost in the sensation of being taken without her permission. All she could think about was where was Gina, and why wasn't she here to share this with her?
The one in her mouth went off, she let the juices run down her chin and onto the bench. The man behind her began to grunt and thrust as his seed shot deep into her well. Dee thrilled to the hot splash of the sperm in her belly, groaning as she flexed her ass around his organ to milk it of its last few drops. He yanked it out of her, and zipped up after wiping its length on her left ass cheek, leaving a sticky trail.
Another cock in her face. Her lips went to it without thinking as the door opened, and she heard the man behind her leave, but she didn't hear the door close until she heard the unmistakable sounds of footsteps entering the booth.
Dee continued to suck, while this man, like the last, unceremoniously unzipped his pants, rubbed his cock on her, and entered her. She submissively let him fuck her as long as he liked, which in fact was a good ten minutes, before he shot off in her, and he too left the door open when he left.
More footsteps. The word must be out. They would be lining up to fuck her out there. How many would she have to accept before Gina returned to rescue her?
Another man, and another. Dee was tiring, now. She'd stopped sucking the cocks poking through the glory hole. Her ass was used continuously, and she was getting very uncomfortable in this postion while cock after cock came and went in her open ass. After a while, Dee became more than a little frightened that it might not ever end, that she would be literally fucked to death. She lost count of them. There were too many. There was no technique, no effort to pleasure her, other than the pulsing in her asshole. Somehow, she was still enjoying it on some level, but her tears fell as she realized that this would be her fate until someone came in and freed her.
"Damn, Dee, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes."
It was Frannie!
"What are you doing here? Where's Gina?" Dee demanded.
"I'm right here, love," Gina's voice came from behind her. "I've been here all the time, watching you."
"Why..." she grunted as the man plowing her ass came, wiped his cock on her ass, and wordlessly left. "Why would you let me think I was alone?"
Another man entered, unzipped, and popped in her open, dripping asshole. Dee sighed as he slid in with little effort. She was sure you could drive a mack truck in there by now, she was so open. After all the fleshy poles she'd taken at this point, she couldn't deny yet another man his pleasure. But her legs were getting a bit sore, her back ached and she really wanted to change positions. She was too polite to complain with the man there, so she just let him fuck her while Gina spoke.
"I wanted you to see that yes, Dee, you really are the slut of your dreams...and mine! Just so you know, all these men were interviewed before we let them in. I've been setting this up for a long time. They even had to supply me with STD test results, so I'm sure you won't catch anything. I just wanted you to have this, love. I hope you don't mind."
"Well, I was kind of hoping that Bill would be the first," Dee whined as the man in her ass came.
"He was the first, Dee," Frannie explained. "He was also the fifth."
"How many times have I been fucked?"
"Well, Dee," Gina whispered, "you'll get to see it all on DVD tomorrow, if you like. But if you must know now, you've been fucked by six different men, and three of them came back for seconds, and one came back for a third helping. Are you tired?"
"I'm exhausted, and I think I may never be able to stand up straight again," whimpered Dee pitifully.
"Aw, poor baby," chuckled Frannie as she used the cordless screwdriver to release Dee's bonds.
"Can you do one more, Dee? There's one man who we interviewed that just got here. He's almost crying after seeing your picture. Can you do one more?" Gina asked him.
"As long as I can change position and bend my legs, yeah, I guess so."
Gina kissed her cum-streaked face. "Thank you so much for this!"
Dee couldn't see any of the man's features as he stepped into the dark booth. The light was behind him, and very bright. He let her lie back on the bench as he lifted her legs. His cock was huge. It was the first that Dee had had any trouble accepting thus far. It was even larger than Gina's strapon. Dee groaned when the head finally forced its way past her anus, to continue non-stop until it rested deep, oh so deep, inside her belly. Dee felt his hairy balls resting on her poor abused cum covered ass, and she sighed as he held it there for at least two minutes, flexing it to stretch her even further with its power. Dee's eyes remained unfocused in the darkened booth as the man began to piston his prodigous manhood in her. He was obviously aware of his size, and she appreciated that he took care not to tear her apart, because from what she was feeling, it would have been very easy for him to do so.
Soon, however, the man's monstrousity was slipping in and out quite freely, and he was pounding away at her like all the others. And Dee was loving it, now that she knew Gina had been there for her all along, and was loving her for being the slut that she had made Dee to be. The man's belly was rubbing onto Dee's own cock as he drew his entire length in and out of her clenching ass. Looking for Gina, Dee felt her hand grasp her own as Dee felt that tingling sensation run from her exhausted legs, through her stretched and abused ass, up and down her spine, her nipples became hard as pebbles under the breast forms, and her cock was chafing the man's abdomen as he rose and fell, rose and fell into her opening.
"Fuck me," Dee gasped, her legs wrapping around his waist. "Keep fucking me!"
Soon she heard herself grunting with every plunge the man delivered into her "fuck!...fuck!...fuck!!!..."
Then Dee was cumming, her sperm shooting all over the man's shirt. She gasped breathlessly as she felt the wet splash on her belly, followed by his gush of hot cum deeper in her ass than anyone or anything had ever been. Her hands held his shoulders in an iron grip, holding him down onto her. She felt him soften inside, yet still she held onto him, refusing to let him remove his worn muscle from her overused depths. She just held him there for four, five minutes, as she shook with the overwhelming sensations of being so totally overused, by so many, in such a short time.
Finally, her legs spread, limply. Her hands fluttered down to the bench.
The man slipped out of her with a painful final tug at her anus when his cock head plopped out. He stood over her, tucked his withered member into his pants, and wiped at his brow. She still could not see his face. Something about him was terribly familiar, though, and she strained herself up on her elbows to squint and get a better view.
Dee thought she'd die of embarassment when she heard her boss' voice say "Thanks for the great ride, Dee. I can't wait for you to get back from your honeymoon, girl. I think we'll have some new duties all lined up for you when you return. Maybe we can hire your wife, too. You can expect a big raise, if you accept my offer."
Dee sighed, too exhausted to think, now that the shock had worn off.
"She'll certainly consider it, and I will, too, Mister Jenkins," Gina answered for her. "For now, I think I want to have my little Dee all to myself for awhile. She's been quite the party girl tonight."
Jenkins chuckled, tweaked her exposed nipples, nodded and walked out, closing the door behind him.
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