Richard Barraclough (author)


Richard barraclough

i felt a thumb pushed against my perineum and i gasped, tightening my throat around his cock. i heard a few approving voices and that became the game for the next six men. The would push their cocks as deep as they could into my throat then press my tender muscle, enjoying the constriction of my throat. Press, release, press, release, over and over until they unloaded into my belly. They'd pull themselves out, cum drizzling up my nostrils and over my eyelids, onto my forehead.

When the last man finished, they slammed the table upright. my bones shook from the quick jerking motion. They spun the table around, i was vertical now, head high. It was frightening, not knowing who was where, what they were planning. Then, i heard familiar voices and knew that the bullwhip was coming out again. And they were taking bets. Someone explained it to me, a whimper paid odds, a scream paid better odds but complete silence was a win for me. They didn't tell me what i would win but it didn't matter. They had no obligation to give me anything anyway. Hands ran over my body, someone untied the ropes from around my breasts.

 

Pain shot through them as the circulation started again.

It was quit for a minute. The first stroke came across my belly, just below my navel. It was clumsy and didn't hurt. They laughed at the man, teasing him, you pussy! i felt his fingers twist and pull my nipple but it hardly mattered after everything else.

The second stroke was intense and i screamed. This man had practiced. He slashed across the top of both breasts, i was sure he'd whipped them off. There was talking, laughing, money changed hands. Someone kissed me and whispered thanks. i felt a finger slid up into my cunt. Did he shove money inside me?

It went on that way for a long time, money changing hands, my body weaker and weaker. Finally the room went quiet. i listened intently but there was no sound, it was like they'd all left. But they couldn't have, i would have heard.

David, what was next was exquisite. i felt a tongue slide between my cunt lips and lick my clit and nearly exploded.

 

i bucked my hips hard, but the tongue went away. Something slid up inside me, filling my cunt. Then, it started growing. Something hand pumped, inflatable. The tongue came back and i felt my cunt swelling again. Then, the inflatable grew. And grew. My cunt was stretched, it felt like it was the size of a beach ball. But the tongue kept coming back, one lick at a time. The agony between licks was incredible. When i started to cum, there was another explosion of pain across my belly. A flogger, two dozen tails biting hard into my flesh. i came and came, the painslut going insane. Finally, they pulled the fully inflated balloon out of my cunt. i collapsed against the board.

The rest of the night was mostly fucking again, one, two, three at a time. No wig, no costume, no whips and ropes.

 

i passed out several times, mostly from simple exhaustion. It had been a long week.



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