Free Use as Punishment 1.3: Mackerel

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As Jacob carried her inside, Mackerel made his way to the chain dock-that’s what the two of them called it, anyway-and began to pull at it, walking over to Jacob.

He was essentially sitting on her, her net and cuffs still on her, grinding his crotch on her.

“Yeah, babe, didn’t think you could get away?”

“Fuck off of me!”

Mackerel spoke. “Jacob? You need the chain?”

“Yeah, sure, why not?” he motioned, Mackerel giving him the chain. Mackerel walked up to her, holding her cuffed hands above her head as Jacob tied the chain around her arms, the chain going up and down her arms, from forearm to wrist. She fought the whole way, but even Mackerel was able to resist.

The two of them have done this enough; there were multiple chain anchors, one was at the back of the seats (this is the one in use now) and two more were against the sides. The two men, Mackerel holding her while Jacob used the chain, used these two extra lengths of chain to keep her legs spread.

Then, with her trapped, her fighting waning due to exhaustion and surrender, Jacob started unentangling the net as Mackerel drove the car. A torturous 20 minutes later had Mackerel already by the mailbox of their agency when Jacob finally got everything ready.

“Alright, babe. You ready for some fun?” Mackerel heard-and saw, he already made his way out of the driver’s seat-Jacob whisper into her ear, forcibly holding her head down by the side. When she didn’t answer, he kissed her on the cheek quickly before sitting up-grinding crotches all this time-and working on her pants.

“Hey.” called out Mackerel to Jacob, who looked up, a crazy look on his face. It waned quickly as he saw Mackerel’s look, not one of enjoyment.

“What’s up dude?”

“I want in.”

“Oh, well, I’m a bit busy…”

“Nah dude.” he said, holding up a metal cylinder with a hole of about 1.5″ in diameter. Jacob saw it and understood.

“Okay, sure.” he looked back down and continued working on Lilliana’s pants while Mackerel kneeled over her head and began working on his own.

A short while later, Jacob finally got her pants off, and he began feeling around her crotch with his right hand, the other working on his pants. She shuddered and let out a groan, not one of enjoyment, as the two of them heard the chains get pulled around.

Mackerel took the chance to widen her mouth, observing her teeth-pretty, for a cocaine smuggler-and placed the cylinder in her mouth, one hole facing her throat and the other facing Mackerel. Her groans sounded fairly alluring with this new item for acoustic.

As Jacob’s belt hit the ground, he relieved his groping hand for just a moment, pulling down her black panties a few inches down her slim legs. He got his boxers to a similar position relative to his own beefy legs, and he guided his cock along her entrance, teasing her non-consenting self over her lips.

Meanwhile, on her other lips, she felt the touch of another warm penis. Her eyes widened as she noticed what was happening-and as Mackerel slid his dick down the tube, she tried to bite down-but said tube protected him, and he stuck it in enough for her to feel it in the back of her throat, and her lungs kicked around in her chest. Her chains went berserk, but they were too tight for anything.

Jacob, noticing her action, took the chance to thrust fully in, all at once, and her lower self bucked, getting yanked back down by the chains, slamming herself against the floor of the van. She cried out, but it was mostly muffled by Mackerel’s dick.

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