One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers Part 2, [Threesome] [Double Penetration] [rough][anal sex][oral][bdsm][milf][MMF]

Part 2, One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers. Continued from this post.

Things took a turn for the worse when they went from ‘incredible orgasm’ to ‘beating with a belt.’

After putting welts across my ass and even my thighs, he was finally done. The uncalled for whipping had infuriated me and I glared over my shoulder at Jake and my mouth began to run amuck as I struggled against Hound-dog’s grip on my wrists.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? You two need professional help,” I yelled, not thinking before speaking. I’d blame my stupidity on the pain and a severe aversion to being whipped, but my mouth ran out of control frequently.

Hound-dog let out a bark of laughter, but Jake didn’t think it was funny and brought the belt down upon my ass again, causing me to scream.

“I’m sorry! Please stop,” I begged, now wishing that I’d locked the library doors just a few minutes before these two came in. Especially now that it was revealed that they clearly had severe sociopathic tendencies.

Jake stepped back, and I took a shaky breath while praying he was done. Hound-dog yanked me to my feet and my panties dropped from around my thighs to rest on my high-heeled shoes. I kicked them off because anything touching my ass at the moment would hurt like hell. Still, I felt very exposed in just my garter belt, stockings and shoes.

My hair was sticking to my sweat dampened face and I was a mess. I didn’t remember every being in such an unladylike state, at least not outside of the video game world. I wanted to run, but remembered how well that worked the last two times and didn’t attempt it again. I breathed heavily as I backed away, trying to keep my ass as far from them as possible.

After the belt episode, I was shaky and ready for them to go far, far away. The problem was, I had no idea how to tell them and thought they probably wouldn’t listen anyway. If only they wouldn’t have started that whipping bullshit, things would have been perfect. I glared furiously at them for ruining my fun and they grinned back at me, like I’d told a joke.

Hound-dog came into my personal space, and stroked a finger gently down my sweat dampened cheek. “Get us our book and then we’ll have some more fun.”

Fun? I bit my lip to hold back the grouchy retort and I went to my new book ladder. I’d been so excited about it that morning, now when I looked I’d just remember that horrible whipping. I pushed it to where I needed it and climbed up to get the book off the highest shelf. When I turned to move back down, Jake blocked the way. He held out his hand for the book and I handed it over but he stayed put.

I didn’t like this one bit. They were toying with me now, trying to scare me. Unfortunately, they were succeeding.

Hound-dog tilted his head as he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh. He went all the way up, until his thumb slipped inside my wet pussy. I pushed at his hand, but not before I began to feel aroused again. The muscles inside me tightened around his thumb and he grinned knowingly.

I was still very indignant though, and tried to turn away while resisting the urge to smack the big biker upside the head. I knew if I did that, I’d pay dearly. “Maybe you two can um…move out of the way?” I asked. When they stayed put, I added, “Please?”

Hound-dog removed his thumb from inside me and sucked it clean.

“Show us your clit,” Jake said, his eyes focused between my thighs.

Humiliated, I shook my head and Hound-dog looked at Jake. “Should I have a go at her ass this time?” he asked, reaching up to pinch a welt.

I winced and shook my head again, not wanting any more pain. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to spread myself open for them because it would be embarrassing. However, I didn’t seem to have a choice so I reached down and parted the moist folds of my pussy.

“Nice. Now sit your hot little ass on that top step,” Jake commanded, smacking my ass.

I yelped and quickly sat, just to get it out of his reach. The cold brass felt very nice on it, though. Suddenly, they each grabbed one of my legs and draped them over the decorative curves in the ladder’s handles, causing my pussy to be very much on display as my legs were spread wide open.

They pulled their belts off and I gasped. “No! Please!” I shouted, struggling against their grip.

They ignored me and used them to strap my legs to the ladder, forcing them to stay parted. I frowned at how cleverly they’d done it, and thought if I had the chance, I’d throw their damn belts in the trash.

“Show us how you make yourself cum,” Hound-dog commanded, leaning against the shelf to wait.

When I hesitated, he smiled at me. “I’m sure there are a lot of other punishments we could come up with, Jane.”

“Okay, okay. I…I’ll do it,” I said, wondering what I’d gotten myself into.

Slowly, I reached down and stroked my clit just how I liked, going back and forth. It took a little longer than usual before I began to feel excited, but soon it began to swell. I dipped my finger inside my pussy, dragging my juices up over my clit and stroked it some more.

“Here, let me help,” Jake said, sliding his thick middle finger inside me, stroking me deep as I worked my clit. I groaned in ecstasy, now very close to cumming.

Much to my dismay, just before I came, they untied my legs and Jake had me over his shoulder again. He headed toward the library’s reading area and tossed me onto the couch.

“Hope you’re ready for a nice double penetration,” he said, wiping the wet finger that was just inside me down my cheek, leaving a trail of moisture in it’s wake.

I knew it could feel good, however, I also remembered a few times when it had been more scary than pleasurable. I cringed as a vision of the rather brutal gang bang by possessed military men flashed through my head. I would never go back into that messed up game in a million years.

Still, I tried to forget the painful punishment I’d just endured and get back in the mood. The sight of Jake on the couch beside me with his cock at attention did it for me. I couldn’t resist the perfect specimen of manhood that was just waiting for me to impale myself on it.

Extremely excited, I eagerly straddled him and sheathed my wet vagina upon it. I slid down the length of him until it was fully inside me and rotated my hips, grinding on him. It felt so good swirling inside me that I dug my nails into his shoulders and groaned.

Hound-dog came in behind me and I felt his big body pressing into my back as he lowered himself down. “Spread your ass open and beg me to fuck it hard,” he said, his voice a growl in my ear. “Tell me how bad you want me to split you in half with my huge cock, and make it good.”

Jake smiled smugly up at me, waiting to hear me to beg for his friend to tear into my ass. Hound-dog stroked my anus with the head of his cock, and I felt his cum smearing on it. I knew it would hurt, but after that painful initial penetration, I hoped it would be mostly pleasure. The size of him worried me though. Even so, I’d had my ass stretched many times before, even once by a sadistic man with a blockish rectangular cock who held me underwater, chained me to a wall and tried to keep me as a sex slave.

I reached back and spread my ass open for him as I leaned forward on Jake. After getting up my nerve, I took a deep breath and let the embarrassing begging commence. “Please ram your giant cock into my ass. Shove it in hard and make it really hurt,” I said, hoping I was doing a good enough job, even though my voice just a whisper. “I…I really want you to…stretch my ass hole.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” he said, his big body pushing forward, slowly driving his thick cock into me. It hurt as he forced it inside the tight unlubricated hole and it stretched wider. He groaned in pleasure and I gasped in pain, as I obediently held my cheeks spread for him even though it hurt like crazy. Jake moaned, too, as my pussy became tighter around his cock.

I felt the friction from their cocks when they began fucking me and held on as they started out slowly. Having both of my holes filled at the same time hurt at first, but after a few of their long slow strokes, it was pure heaven…with a little bit of pain mixed in. My cries grew louder as Hound-dog began ramming into my ass harder. He wasn’t going easy at all now, and I was grunting loud with each thrust of his cock. Jake was fucking me from below as I sat on him and grinding up into me as he pinched my nipples very hard. Another hand went down and pressed my clit, then pinched it.

All of the stimulation pushed me over the edge. I screamed and screamed while the ultimate orgasm ripped through my body. It went on as they kept fucking me, while pinching my clit and my nipples.

Their thrusting suddenly grew much more violent and painful, jolting my body. Both of them moved their grips to my waist to hold me steady while they became animalistic in their fucking. It was like they’d been waiting for me to cum so they could do this.

The longer it went on, the more it all hurt. Their fingers digging in were even brutal, as they pumped in and out of me harder than I’d ever been fucked before. Once again, my screams of delight, turned to screams of pain. I knew I’d be bruised and need days to recover after this sadistic pair were completely done with me.

I could tell when they were closer to their finish because they both pounded into me full out, using all of their strength. Hound dog had even moved to standing so that he could thrust into my ass even harder.

They both came at the same time, groaning while filling me with cum. I felt their cocks pulse inside me and Hound-dog’s body leaned against my back. I whimpered as his hand went down to squeeze my welted ass.

“You guys are mean,” I said, thinking I much preferred video game sex. At least when shit like this happened in the games, I was fully healed when I went home. Now I’d be sore for days.

Jake chuckled and lifted me off him. I curled into a ball on the couch, feeling shaky and exhausted. If it weren’t for my lecherous boss finding me like this, I’d stay there for the night. My son would be gone all weekend, so I could get away with that.

“You’re not done,” Jake said, nudging me out of my stupor.

Both men stood looking down at me, and I couldn’t help but glare up at them in return. My defiance caused Hound-dog to chuckle as he helpfully reached down and dragged me off the couch by my hair, until I was on my knees in front of them.

“Clean us off,” Hound-dog said, crossing his arms over his chest. His look dared me to argue.

I almost told him to get a washcloth and do it himself, but I was too afraid of what would happen. So I did as he asked and licked his cock clean, all the while glaring up at him with obvious anger. He didn’t care for the attitude and glared down at me. When I realized that I pissed him off, I toned it down a notch. Hound-dog grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my mouth off of his now clean cock, and shoved me roughly toward Jake.

Jake stroked my hair as I sucked him into my mouth, taking care of him, too. He nudged his friend, who still looked pissed as he fastened his belt. “I’m going to keep her,” Jake announced. “I haven’t gotten a chance to fuck those tits yet.”

Oh, shit! My eyes widened, and I backed up fast. His wet cock came out of my mouth with an audible pop. No way did I want to prolong my visit with these two. They were way too rough for the real world.

My terror perked Hound-dog up, because he was now smiling. However, it looked a more menacing than friendly. “Sounds good to me. I’d like to teach her some manners,” he said, tucking the library book in a pocket of his leather vest.

“No, you can’t,” I blurted, causing their eyes to narrow. Obviously, they didn’t like to be told that they couldn’t do something, so I quickly reworded. “I mean…please don’t. I’ve got a son that needs me,” I told them. They looked unimpressed and I considered saying I had a few more kids, but I was a terrible liar.

Hound-dog went to get my clothes, and threw them at me.”Get dressed, we’ve got a long ride ahead of us,” he said.

I took a side-step toward the front desk, thinking of running as I shook my head franticly. “I can’t go with you, I—” My words died abruptly when he began unfastening his belt. How could I talk them out of this? It was ridiculous. They couldn’t just take a woman with them that didn’t want to go…could they?

I started dressing and even the delicate fabric of my skirt hurt as my ass. As I zipped it up, I noticed various fingerprint bruises forming on my body. Now I was giving second thoughts to my sexy lingerie, as I pulled on my thong and lace push-up bra. My hands shook as I attempted to fasten it and Jake brushed them away, taking over. He looked at my blouse, noting the missing buttons and tossed it aside. “Just wear my shirt,” he commanded, pulling his Harley tee off and handing it over.

I shivered at the sight of his ripped chest, the smattering of red hair just begging for my touch. He was a huge guy, and his shirt hung to my thighs, but it was soft and smelled nice.

Even so, I didn’t want to go with them and I was terrified. My mind raced to find a way out of my predicament.

“And to think, I thought being a librarian was a nice, safe job,” I muttered, looking up at the two waiting men.

**Continued in part 3 on my blog:**

This is an ongoing story on my Casual Sex Gamer WordPress blog. I’m not sure if a link is allowed, but I will put one in the comment section. I’ve got some pictures on there that go with the story, too. I hope you enjoy it!

*Edit: typos.

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