Stacy bounded over to the tied up woman's side, leapt up onto the bed and straddled her chest, her pussy inches from Lissa's gaping mouth. "This is Brent, my boyfriend. Once he saw a picture of you he said he'd love to help me get my own back. Hell, we've been fucking like crazy over the stuff you've been doing for us online, why wouldn't we want to share you in the flesh?"
"You weren't wrong baby, she looks so much better in person!" Brent rumbled, as he undressed. Lissa struggled to see what he was doing around Stacy, but the young girl's pussy was blocking her view. Stacy was pinching her nipples in excitement. Feeling Lissa's breath on her naked sex was getting her hot, that and knowing what she and her boyfriend had in store. Thrusting forward a little, Stacy pressed her wet pussy into her ex-boss' mouth.
Lissa's head was spinning, her world crashing down around her, but her tormentor wasn't going to let her go. When Stacy pushed her young pussy into her mouth she was going to resist, but just at that moment she felt fingers stroking her own pussy once more.
She groaned out in pleasure, sending vibrations through Stacy's near-dripping cunt and instantly had to catch herself. Her own pussy was sending waves of pain into her head, screaming for release. Stacy felt her ex-boss' head trying to shake from side to side and got up,
"Oh shit, please!!!" Lissa cried to the tormenting couple, a tear leaking down her cheek. Her legs crossing, trying everything she possibly could to stop herself from peeing.
"Come on baby, let's let her go..." Brent said, staring at Lissa squirming on the bed. Lissa didn't even register that he was now naked, she was just focused solely on not pissing herself as Stacy undid her restraints. As fast as she could move, Lissa bolted for the door to the bathroom and almost cried when she got in there.
The toilet seat had been clamped shut, she tried futilely to force it open, but to no avail. Stacy and Brent were both standing in the doorway, totally naked, almost laughing at her panicked state. Lissa felt tears run down her cheek, she literally could not hold on any longer and there was only one option.
She jumped into the shower cubicle and pressed her back against the wall. "Please don't watch..." she begged her two tormentors, but even as they laughed at her, Stacy bringing the camera up, Lissa could feel it happen.
Her bladder took control for her and released itself. Lissa spread her legs as the hot stream of piss flowed hard from between them, splashing against the clear wall of the cubicle. She was ashamed beyond belief at the thought of pissing herself in front of these two people, but worse than that, having it caught on camera!
Stacy stepped closer, honing the camera in on Lissa's gushing crotch. Lissa felt like it would never end, looking up she saw that Stacy was not only grinning as she filmed, but was also toying with her own pussy! Then, looking to Brent she gasped, the stream of piss stuttering with her. Brent was watching as intently as Stacy and was stroking his hard cock right there in the doorway!
Even through her humiliation, Lissa could not help but notice just how much bigger Brent's cock was in real life. It was thicker than she had ever seen even if not as long. The fat, round purple head seemed to be leaking precum as he stroked it, his eyes never leaving her.
As her stream of warm pee subsided Lissa realised that as much as she hated to admit it, her pussy was still tingling slightly, her knees weak. Stacy swooped in and turned the water on. In seconds Lissa was drenched in warm water, frozen to the spot as Brent approached her. Pinning her against the shower wall he ran a hand up her inner thigh and stroked her smooth pussy.
He kissed her neck as two fingers slid deep inside her, Lissa's head was spinning, overwhelmed by all that was going on. She felt her body on the verge of betraying her again when Brent picked her up and laid her on the floor. Gripping his thick, hard cock he got between her slippery legs.
"Pinch your nipples for me." He said in a deep resonating voice. It was how Lissa had always imagined it when she had read his orders in the office. "Pinch them for me now..." His demanding tone was conflicting her reasoning. What on earth was she doing? She should be getting out of there, calling the police, but here she was, on the bathroom floor of a stranger, having just cum by his girlfriend and now pissed herself in front of both of them. On the floor, his throbbing penis ready to be pressed inside her, being ordered to pinch her nipples for him...
Her hands drifted to her round breasts and circled her already hard nipples.
"I'm waiting..." Brent rumbled. Lissa's fingertips gripped her own nipples and she bit her bottom lip as she pinched them, hard, tugging them out. Just as she did so, Brent pressed his dick inside her. Squeezing his girth into her, balls deep, in one swift motion. Lissa cried out as she was stuffed fuller than ever before.
She reached out to stroke Brent, touch her breasts, further her sexual feeling rippling through her at the thrusting of his cock inside her, but she felt her hands pinned above her head. Stacy was there,
"Oh no, missy, he's my boyfriend. You're just here for OUR enjoyment." Saying that, Stacy swung her leg over Lissa's head and sat on her face. Pinned to the ground, Lissa had Stacy's wet pussy ground into her mouth while her boyfriend pistoned inside and out. "Suck it! Suck my pussy, make me cum or you won't!" Stacy ordered.
