It’s a late night, after the slaughter house has shut down. You told me to wait for you in the carving room. I sit on a hard cold metal table in the middle of the dark, dark room. As my the back of my thighs touch the table my nipples get incredible hard and a shiver runs up my spine. My pussy begins to get wet with anticipation, I want to rub it through the soft cloth of my short shorts that I’m wearing. The thought of me never being fucked in a slaughterhouse makes me start to get extremely horny, and ever more wet.
Sitting on that table with my pussy juice soaking up my little panties, I hear a door creak open and your head pop in. You enter slowly with that casual walk, grabbing yourself. When you get to me to tell me to remove all my clothes, and lay naked on the table till you were done. I hear your clothes rip off as I take off my last piece of clothing.
Laying on the table spread eagle, I hear chains rattling. You tie my hands together one to each chain. My nipples are stiff and sore from the coldness of the table, my clit pulsing waiting to licked or touched. My juices are leaking out making it slippery where it sat. You get off of the table and start to get the chain raised, I feel myself going up until I’m at least 5 feet from the table.
You crawl back up on the table and grab me at my waist, pulling my legs to sit on your shoulders. I feel your breath tickling my hard clit, then a slight flick from your tongue. Your hands caress my butt, while you being your work. Fist licking, for the taste, then lapping then pretty soon sucking and tasting all of my sweet honey that is dripping out. I twist and turn as I come closer to my climax, you stop just before I hit it. Pulling back you raise a hand and slap my pussy making it more hungry, I squeal in pleasure as you dive back and suck my fat clit. I cum and pour it all over your face.
After you make me cum you lower the chains to where my feet are just barely touching the table. I feel your hand massage my clit and playing around with my lips. You start to put your fingers in me. One, two then three, four and finally you work in your whole fist. I give out a painful yet pleasurable sigh. You slowly work it in, then your pounding me with your fist, I cum, and cum again, I can’t control cumming, the chains rattle as I cum. My cunt juices is pouring all over your fist down your wrist. You use the other hand and stick two fingers up my asshole making me come instantly. My clit is swollen with excitement. You slowly pull your hand out of my fat pussy and juice drips out, on the table. You lean down and kiss it, then come up to face me, you kiss me, then make me suck your fingers clean. I take each one in my mouth licking and sucking my honey off. When you are satisfied you pull your hand out and squeeze my breast leaving them sticky, then running your hand down to my clit and spank it again. Then you grab hold of my breast and suck them hard. One engulfed in your mouth while the other being pinched between your fingers. Switching off until they are covered in huge bruises. When you are down you tie a red silk ribbon around my eyes and gag me.
It now goes completely dark as I hear you scramble off the table to answer the pounding at the doors. I hear some laughing and muffled chat. Another male has entered the slaughter room. I didn’t know what was going on I thought it was just going to be the two of us, fucking hard on the metal table. I began to get scared I’ve never fucked with two men. You both start to get closer to me and then he speaks, “Is that her?”
“Yes.” You respond.
“Good, her pussy looks fat I’d like to taste that and her tits. Did you do that?” He asked
“Yes,” You respond.
“Good job. She’s going to get the fuck of her life. She tight.” He asked
“Yes, ver tight. Asian Tight.” You answered.