“Are you sure this is the right place?” she asked, looking up and down the poorly lit street, then her eyes fixed on the bar sandwiched between a warehouse and a truck parking lot. It was dingy and dark, red neon poured out of the shuttered and sticker covered windows, Motley Crue could be heard blaring from inside, and a row of harleys were parked out the front.
“Yeah don’t worry babe, its like one of those manufactured dive bars, its very chic and I know the owner” I put my arm around her small waist and she lent into me seeking reassurance. “oh yeah, right you mentioned it before… cool I guess. It looks really… authentic”
As we crossed the street two burly, bearded men staggered out, wearing leathers, the music and the yelling and cheering of the patrons followed them. They eyed us off as they went to their bikes, laughing as she tried to steer away from them. “Darling are you sure this place is okay? I mean they look, and I’m… dressed like this?” she asked. I put my hands on her shoulders assuringly, looked her up and down taking in her petite body in a pink, silk cheongsam dress, heels, and red lip “trust me babe, it’ll be fine” looking in her eyes. She pouted, then nodded “okay okay, sorry, I’m just being stupid” I laughed and led her to the doors “nah don’t stress, i get it”.
We went inside, the bar was lit by industrial hanging lights and neon beer signs, it was smoky, reeked of spilt drinks and sweat and cigarettes. There were about 20 guys inside. All in leathers, beards, tatts, getting rowdy and drinking. One of them looked over as we approached the bar “Oh hey, there you are!” he called out jovially waving us over.
“Hey, good to see you Chris” I shook his hand and he grinned, eyes sliding to her standing next to me. “So, this is the girl huh? she’s even cuter in person—Hey love, my names Chris, your beau has told me a lot about you!” she smiled nervous but warming to the space “oh, uh thanks, I’m Stacey” the room was getting quieter as the all the guys started to turn to us, expectation and hunger in their eyes. They knew what was about to happen.
“yeah, I reckon she’ll do—consider the debt paid. You can fuck off, or stay if you want” dismissing me he stood up from the stool, putting a thick hand on her shoulder and she tried to step away “uh, what is he talking about? what debt? whats going on” she asked looking with confusion to me and back to Chris. I winced “Yeah sorry babe, look, I fucked up and owe these guys some cash. A lot of cash… But they’re happy with a night with you to clear that” I shrugged stepping back as two more guys rounded on her and Chris smirked through his beard “yeah, we got a thing for gang banging Chinese girls… well any asians really, but you’re looking extra yummy… now make this easy for yourself and get down on your fucking knees” and he shoved hard, she staggered and resisted, grabbing at his arm, eyes wide not believing what was going on, and one of the others kicked her legs out.
She tumbled to the filthy floor with a shriek and was hauled up onto her knees as the three surrounded her, Chris has his cock out and she was wide eyed, trying to push away “no no no, what the fuck you can’t” she struggled as one of them smacked her hard across the face, snapping her head to the side. She let out a long whine as tears started to flow. Another grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back, and Chris forced his thick cock into her mouth.
Her whine cut off wetly as she gagged on his cock. His hands grabbed her pigtails and after a couple of thrusts got her head at the right angle and plunged all his cock down her throat. That thick cock looked so good disappearing into her little mouth and pushing down into her wind pipe. “Wooo look at that throat bulge!!” one of the guys hooted. Her eyes rolling she struggled helpless. Two guys got down behind her, yanking her dress up around her waist, tearing the buttons on the side and the delicate fabric to expose her tits. Their dirty, strong hands sliding between her legs from front and behind as they toyed with her holes. “oooo this bitch is freshly waxed, were you expecting us tonight you little slut?” they laughed cruely and plunged two fingers up into her cunt, dry.
The crowd were cheering, getting undressed and drinking as they watched her get forced, getting ready for their turn. Chris pulled out after throating her for a few minutes, she gasped and spat out drool, managing to beg “please… stop” as the next guy grabbed her head and forced her mouth onto his cock. They took turns with her face, one after another as she was dragged from cock to cock on her knees. Her makeup ruined and running, drool dripping down her chin.
“Feel how fucking wet this bitch is!” one of the guys toying with her cunt yelled “fucking slut loves it” she was starting to involuntarily roll her hips as they worked her clit, fingering her ass and pussy. She moaned despite her revolution at what was happening to her. After what must have been 15 minutes of them sharing her face the guy fucking her mouth moaned “Oh fuck yes… YES”, grunting and pumping her face faster and faster. She was gagging violently as he used her mouth like a flashlight “ugh fuck I’m gonna cum” he moaned and with a jerky thrust pushed all his cock down her throat and blew his load.
Her tiny body spasmed as she choked on his cock, his thick load emptying down her throat. She coughed and spluttered, face against his stomach, balls on her chin, and swallowed his load. “give me that slut” said another, dragging her mouth off the still pulsing cock. Her eyes goggling, rolling as a thick string of cum and drool dripped down from her mouth, barely able to focus on the cock being stroked over her face. “ohhhh YESSS” he moaned, shooting a thick messy load on her face.
“lets get at that little cunt” said Chris “put her on the pool table” and two of them grabbed her by the arms, dragging her shocked, and drooling, dripping cum, to be used. Read more »