Chapter Tags: MF,bond,viol,rape,a2m
Content Warnings: Rape, violence, and Being a Dick
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The crew take turns with Morgana while JC starts his torture of Bianca
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Chapter 55(MF,bond,viol,rape,a2m)
Tommy watched on as everything unfolded, according to his plan. His noble, selfish, glorious, sadistic plan. Everything was both going out of control and according to plan. He watched helplessly as the crew arrived and subdued everyone. He did nothing to help Drew try to stop the attack. He watched as a gym rat beat the shit out of his friend. His friend, he might add, whose wife he Tommy was having an affair with. He watched as these professional rapists captured, stripped, and raped the woman he loved. Tommy saw the anguish build in Drew’s eyes as Sam violated his wife, just feet away from him.
He was disgusted and thrilled. Disgusted that he thought that this crazy plan of his could work. Thrilled that so far it seemed to work.
Tommy knew how strong Morgana was, how she might look like any high maintenance girl but deep down was a tough, kind, caring, and loving person who would suffer to help others. He was hopeful that she would survive everything the Really Useful Crew would throw at her and then some. What he wasn’t sure of was how much it would take to scare Drew off. If his plan succeeded, Drew would run away screaming after all of the shit they put him and Morgy through. Throw in Aislinn, who Drew viewed like a little sister and Bianca, and stir that up with the constant guilt-tripping that the Crew were doing, and he was sure to have a breakdown.
Drew’s torture was just beginning. He’d watched this fat man just rape his wife less than two meters away from him, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do. He’d almost gotten her killed a few minutes ago, was pretty sure he might have internal injuries, and now watched that fat fuck gloat about how he had fucked his wife. What’s worse, Drew did a quick count of everyone in the room. 12 people. Him, Morgy, Ais, B, Tommy, James, Mr. and Mrs. Karen, and the four attackers. He had no clue how long they’d be there, if they’d even make it out alive, but so far one of the attackers had raped his bride, and the second one was naked and raring to go.
Steve walked over and slapped Sam’s hand, tagging himself in. He was going to enjoy fucking that blonde Aussie bitch. He was already naked except for the ski mask, and his cock was at full attention when he climbed onto the pull-out bed.
Morgana had barely processed what happened when she felt the bed shift. She let out a soft cry as she looked up and saw the man that beat the shit out of her husband climb on the bed between her legs. He hurt Drew, now he was going to hurt her. As she prepared for him to just ram his dick into her, he did something she wasn’t expecting. He grabbed her and flipped her on her side. Apparently she was connected to the bed in a way that would allow these monsters to move her. As soon as he had her in position, he reached for her bra clasp and unhooked it in seconds with one hand. He dropped her back down, holding the loosened bra in his hand and slid it up over her breasts and head, leaving it tangled with the zip ties. As it moved, she could see the white spots on her black bra, the fat man’s cum. It was still on her from seconds ago, and here her next rapist was getting ready to take her. She looked down and saw his dick pointing straight out at her, that was a mistake. She panicked a little at seeing it’s size. ‘Dear God, it’s about as big as Drew’s.’
As Sam sat on the edge of the couch, he looked around. He saw JC looking for something. It was a series of rags and ropes and stuff to further bind and gag the crowd. The shock and horror of the first rape was hitting them hard, but JC knew crowd control well enough at this point in his rape career that shit could turn sideways quickly. Better to gag them now and keep them from screaming for help or begging for mercy and get some nosy do-gooder’s attention. Sam thought that was a good idea. He motioned JC over to discuss that plan.
“You gagging them next?” Sam whispered. JC nodded. “Homemade or…”
“Homemade for the guys but I’ll see what inventory’s in the luggage. Got a priority order for the ring gags. Blonde bitch, Bianca, the sister, and then Mari.” JC replied with a whisper.
“Start with the homemade ones for now for everyone. Once done, throw a ring gag in Morgana, then we’ll have some fun with her mouth, then the rest of them.” Sam said. JC nodded, seeing where this was going. He left, grabbing a few spare shirts from Joe’s luggage to cut into strips to make some gags for everyone.
Kim got into position with the camera, getting a close-up on Morgana’s face as Steve penetrated her for the first time. He pushed his member into her, and only settled for a second before he started fucking her. Steve started slow for him, but it was still fast and hard. After less than a minute, he was thrusting his full 8 inches in and out of her twat hard and fast. There was no pretense of pleasure for her, he wanted to pound her and hurt her.
Morgana couldn’t help but cry with each thrust, and him spreading her legs as far as they could go didn’t help matters, either. He fucked her like a jackhammer. She looked up and saw hate and lust in his eyes, like he did something to personally offend her and the only way to make it up was for him to fuck the shit out of her. He pushed her legs back as far as they’d go, then tried a little farther.
“Aaahh! Please, don’t!” She managed to block out most of the fat guy fucking her, but this man was trying to hurt her. This was confirmed when he bent over and bit her tits. Not even the nipples, he just started biting her tits wherever he could. And through all of it, he kept fucking her harder and faster.
“Yeah, make that fucking bitch scream.” Kim said, standing next to Drew. She tousled his hair as she kept filming the brutal assault in front of them. “C’mon Drew, I know you must love seeing another man actually fuck your woman like she deserves.” If looks could kill, Kim would’ve been dead on the spot. “Got ya riled up, huh? Hey, fuck’er harder, Drew loves it!” Steve grunted more as he pounded into Morgana, making her cry more.
Meanwhile, JC had made enough strips of cloth from a couple of Joe’s old shirts. He brought them as sacrificial items, knowing that they’d be ruined this weekend. It’s part of the admission cost for an event such as this. JC made sure that he had enough strips of cloth for everyone except Morgana. They all had other ideas for her mouth. He started with Joe, who for the most part had stopped bleeding. Joe opened his mouth and waited as the cloth was tied in place. JC then moved on to Mari, who was the only person whose hands were not bound over and behind her head. She didn’t fight the gagging, either. Since Drew was already gagged, that meant Tommy was next. JC simply said “open” and Tommy complied. A moment later and he was gagged. He skipped Aislinn for the moment and gagged James. That only left Bianca and Aislinn. He thought how best to approach this. On the one hand, he really wanted to fuck with Bianca and once she was gagged, he wanted to strip the bitch. On the other, he knew getting her settled down would make getting the skinny bitch with the panic attacks to calm down. But then what’s the fun in that? He walked behind Aislinn, who was acutely aware of where he was, and with a strong grip on the strip of cloth quickly moved it over Aislinn’s head and in front of her mouth. Instinctively she screamed, which meant that she opened her mouth enough for the gag to go in, and JC tied it behind her head. That just left Bianca.
“Open your fucking mouth, you stupid cunt.” He wasn’t this mean with anyone else, and the way he spit those words at her frightened her. She hesitated for a moment, which was all the excuse he needed. He thwapped her on the backside of the head. It wasn’t hard enough to really hurt, but hard enough to get her attention. “OPEN YOU WHORE!” She opened her mouth, expecting a piece of cloth. Instead, it was some weird hard plastic circle with leather straps on it. No, it wasn’t plastic, it was metal covered in silicone. He slid it in behind her teeth, and that’s when she realized what it was. It was a ring gag. She’d heard of them before, but never seen one up close. Her brain fired wildly with all of the implications of that this meant, and none of them were good. She was going to suck some dick before too long, probably after these monsters were done with Morgana. Or maybe sooner, if this guy got his way. She felt this man attach the clip behind her head, securing the gag in place. She had a brief moment of hope when she realized how she was bound that she could almost reach the gag with her hands, but that hope was quickly dashed when the man tied a piece of cloth around the clasp, preventing her from working it loose. A moment later, he disappeared outside. He then came back into the room carrying one of the benches from the back deck picnic table. He dropped it next to Bianca’s position, then returned a minute later with the other bench. He maneuvered them into such a position that he could stand with his dick at her head level.
As he left her tied and gagged, he reached over and grabbed her flimsy white tank top. Once he had a good hold on it, he pulled hard and tore it off of her, leaving her in her sports bra.
Steve was still fucking Morgana, who was weeping at the continued onslaught. He didn’t want to cum yet, no matter how great she felt around his cock or how exciting her cries of pain were. He thought about the starting lineup of the Alabama Crimson Tide’s offense from the last FCS National Championship game and whether or not they could legitimately beat an NFL team. Normally it wouldn’t even be a question, but Alabama had an entire starting lineup that would be high quality NFL players, higher quality than most NFL teams, and they’re coached by the best coach in College who learned from the best coach in the pros. He thought they could really beat a few decent NFL teams. Then Morgana’s cries brought his attention back to the pussy he was busy raping. It was a tough battle between thinking about Nick Saban and Morgana’s pussy, but Morgana’s pussy won.
He grabbed her hips and slammed into her harder than before, grunting hard as he came in her pussy. She could feel him pulse inside of her, filling her with his vile seed. She could only hope and pray that he wasn’t carrying a disease or worse.
Steve breathed heavily as he regained his composure. It took a tremendous amount of focus to not scream and yell as he fucked her, but doing so could tip his hand that he knew them and vice versa. Steve’s voice wasn’t as distinctive as, say, Mike Tyson’s, but it was still easy to attach his voice to a face. As he pulled out, he grabbed what was left of her tank top and wiped himself off with it, then dropped it on the bed next to Morgana. He walked on wobbly legs across the room before crashing in a recliner. He looked around the room, then at his watch. 12:45PM. Not bad, they’ve been at this for less than an hour and he’s already busted a nut. ‘This is looking to be a good weekend.’
Sam looked around the room. The shock and horror on the faces of the other women were palpable. Bianca looked sexy as fuck with that ring gag in her mouth and Aislinn’s panic was turning him on. He was going to have them both before the end of the weekend, but for now it was either Bubbles’s or JC’s turn. He was going to ask how they wanted to figure this out when he saw JC drop his pants in by the edge of the couch bed and climb on up. He must’ve removed his boots sometime after redecorating the living room with outdoor furniture. JC was actually a shade longer than Steve but skinnier. He was still taking off his camo shirt when he kneeled between Morgana’s legs. He rubbed his dick up and down her pussy lips with one hand as he undid the last buttons and took off his shirt. Just like the other guys, he skipped wearing a t-shirt this morning. He looked down at Morgana as he slid into her. Before his shirt hit the ground, he pulled a small bottle out of one of the pockets. It was a bottle of sex lube.
After a couple thrusts, JC yelled at her. “That old bitch with the big tits, who is she?” Morgana didn’t respond, she was just trying to block out the pain. That’s when he reached down and twisted her nipple. “WHO IS SHE?!” Morgana cried.
Kim spoke up. “Her name is-“
“I’M NOT ASKING YOU, I’M ASKING THIS FUCKING CUNT!” JC spit his response at Kim. Kim was surprised at how he yelled at her, and even Sam was caught off guard. JC turned back to Morgana, leaning over and getting in her face as he fucked her. “WHO IS SHE TO YOU?”
“She’s my friend, my boss, I work with her. Owww, please stop.” She cried. JC still hadn’t let go of her nipple.
“Your boss, huh? She ever give you shit for a bad day?” JC said, continuing his long thrusts. Morgana nodded. When he squeezed her tit and screamed again, he spoke. “Answer me, yes or no.”
“Yes.” Morgana just wanted the pain to stop.
“Well, I’ve got an idea. Since she’s given you so much shit over the years, let’s return the favor.” No one was really sure what he meant by that, they just needed to see where this was going. JC pulled out of Morgana’s pussy and grabbed the lube. She had a little bit of natural lubricant, but not enough for what he was planning. He opened the bottle and squeezed a generous amount on his dick and then a little on Morgana’s little brown pucker.
“Oh God no, no, please don’t, not that! Please, no!” Morgana begged him to not do what he was prepping to do. Drew couldn’t do anything but watch as the skinny man lubed up his dick to fuck his wife’s ass.
“Oh yes, that.” Drew lined his cock up with Morgana’s asshole and pushed in, slowly. He took his time as he got used to the tightness of the blonde beauty’s anus around his shaft. Morgana cried and moaned as he violated her shitter, trying to push his out. All that did was make it hurt worse as he pushed in. Kim moved into position to get a great view of everything.
“How’s her ass, NotDave?” Sam asked, having moved off of the couch, standing behind Mari. He could feel his cock start to stir again. He knew he’d be ready to go again shortly, but like a fancy buffet, needed to figure out his next meal before he went to the line.
“Fucking tight. You should try it.” JC said between sharp breaths.
“Sounds like a plan. Sounds like a plan.” Sam said, letting his hands rest on Mari’s shoulders, then creep down her bra-covered breasts just slightly. Depending on how things went, he’d either fuck Morgana again next, or go for Mari. He’s wanted to fuck Mari for a long time, but Joe is his best friend and she’s been off-limits. But today, well today anything goes.
JC fucked Morgana’s ass for a solid five minutes before he felt his orgasm build. In any normal attack, he’d bust his nut in her ass or if he wanted to humiliate her a little extra, he’d pull out and cum on her face. But this time, he had a special plan. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum. And I’ve just the place in mind.”
As JC pulled out of her ass, Morgana fully expected him to climb over her face and finish on her, or worse, force her to suck him off. It came as a complete shock to her when he pulled out and climbed off the bed, rock hard dick in hand. He ran right past her, and even Drew. For a brief heartbeat she was afraid he’d do something to her husband. Instead, he made a beeline for Bianca and the benches he set up earlier.
Bianca’s eyes went wide when she saw this man approach her, his dick sticking straight out like a weapon. In one step, he was on the bench and climbing up. He grabbed her by the hair and twisted her head around to meet his crotch.
“Suck it you fucking whore! Suck it!” He picked giving her the ring gag for a reason. As her slobber and drool had begun to leak out of her mouth, he positioned his dick for the whole and shoved it in.
Bianca had sucked quite a few dicks in her life, but none so foul as this. It smelled and tasted like shit, and she gagged at the intrusion. Just moments earlier, this dick was in her friend’s ass. Now, it was in her mouth and she had no choice. This man, whoever he was, had it out for her and was going to hurt her any way he could.
JC bucked his hips back and forth, fucking Bianca’s mouth with vigor. She was bound in a way that she couldn’t fight, couldn’t push him off, and couldn’t protect herself if he decided to choke her. She tried to imagine the dick was anything else, but the smell and taste overpowered her. She fought as hard as she could in her mind to not lose her lunch. She did what she could to get him off, hoping that he would cum soon and her ordeal would be over. Fortunately for her, he was already close when he invaded her mouth the shit-covered pecker. He grabbed both sides of her head and held on tight as he screamed.
“AAARRGGHH!” He sounded like a pirate as he came in her mouth. She felt spurt after spurt shoot into her mouth. He held in place far longer than he needed to, and Bianca panicked. She couldn’t get him out of her mouth, she couldn’t breathe, and she was afraid that he would choke her. It wasn’t until she thought that she might actually die that he finally pulled out, giving her a chance to breathe. She heaved, spitting out the vile contents in her mouth all over herself, getting his semen and her bile on her pants and sports bra. She heaved, hacked, and coughed until she could breathe again, pulling hard at her restraints as they dug into her wrists.
James looked on with concern. He didn’t know who this guy was or what his deal was, but he seemed to take an especially cruel fascination with Bianca. He knew that the women would be treated badly this weekend, but the Club has rules, and at the top of that list is no killing. This guy, this guy almost broke that less than an hour into the weekend.
As Bianca struggled to catch her breath, her attacker climbed down. He looked at her, then talked in a mocking tone. “Aww, what a shame. Those clothes are such a mess. Completely ruined. Time to get rid of them.” With that, he grabbed a knife he found nearby and smiled. He was going to enjoy this.
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To Be Continued...
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