My husband, Brad, and I were on vacation at a resort in the Dominican Republic. That night we had decided to leave the resort and explore the surrounding area. At the end of a fun and adventurous evening we had stopped in at a local bar to wind down and have a few drinks. It wasn't the nicest bar but it had been sufficient. We had each had a few drinks and I had danced with a couple of the local guys since Brad hated to dance. He preferred to down a couple of more drinks rather than to dance. Being a little drunk I had danced for what seemed like hours but in reality was probably just around an hour. During my dancing, as always, I had flirted and grinded into the local guys just enough to feel naughty but not actually enough to have been considered over the line. Brad didn't care when I danced while we were out, he got to drink a little bit more and it always made me horny so he got sex afterward. When it was time to leave the guys I had been dancing with begged us to stay for just a little longer. We declined until they offered to buy another round of drinks. We agreed to have one more drink and I would dance for two more songs. I headed back to the dance floor while one of the guys got our drinks for us. We drank and danced the agreed upon amount and then it was time to go.
As Brad and I walked to the rental car we could tell a couple of the guys had followed us out of the bar. Our pace quickened but it was to no avail. Before we could get to the car we were each grabbed by a couple of guys and escorted in another direction. I could feel a gun pressed up against my back and I assumed the same was being done to Brad. We both pleaded for them to let us go in peace but were simply told to shut up and follow orders if we wanted to make it out of this in one piece. We were led to a van and forced to get in. The windows were blacked out so once inside I couldn't see anything but the front of the van. I could see two guys in the front and watched four others get in behind Brad and I. Once inside the van started to move and the guys in the back blindfolded Brad and I and put handcuffs on us. We drove for probably 30 minutes before stopping. The van door opened and we were pulled outside and then into a building.
Once inside we were led into a room and had our blindfolds removed and were released from our bonds. All six of our captors were there with big grins on their faces, obviously ready for what was to come. We were in a large room with a couple of beds but plenty of free floor space. The guys started to seat in chairs around the room and instructed Brad to do so as well. The guy who seemed to be in charge stepped forward and told me, and Brad to an extent, that we were to do as told and we would be let go unharmed when they were finished. After looking to Brad for answers that I knew he also didn't have I gave a small but affirmative nod, not wanting to piss them off. This got a roaring howl of approval from the guys. Then their leader went into a rant about how they were tired of uptight American girls coming into their town and bar to flirt and get just enough pleasure from them by feeling naughty without giving any pleasure to the guys they were flirting with. The whole time I tried apologizing profusely but it was to no avail. They had made up their minds and I was to give them the pleasure they desired.
Then he told me to do what I feared was coming. I was ordered to strip off my clothes. But not just anyway, I was ordered to give them a strip so, since as he put it I so loved to dance. Again I pleaded for mercy and for them to let us go, as did Brad. The only response I got was one of them sticking a gun to Brad's head and a demand for me to start. I did as instructed.
I was nervous and scared. I was terrified of these men now. Afraid of what they would do to us. I didn't want to show them my body but it seemed as if I had no choice. Nervously I started to dance. I knew it looked bad but it was the best I could muster with what was going on. I had never given a strip show to anyone before, not even Brad. I danced around the room in front of these men. I tried to be seductive as I slowly removed my clothes my their pleasure. I hoped and prayed that this was all they wanted, to see me naked. I went on until I was fully nude in front of them. I danced until I was ordered to stop. Again I pleaded for this to be over but I could tell that they were not done yet.
One of the guys got up and walked up to me. He cupped by breast in his hands and then sharply pinched my nipple sending a pain through my body. I was then led to the bed and roughly forced over it. Bent down with arms on the bed but my legs on the ground, being spread for their viewing pleasure. My pussy was on display for them. The degrading comments coming from the guys was like a dagger to my heart. They could see all of my shaved pussy. My ass was high in the air for these guys. To make matters worse the whole strip show and the lust in the eyes of our captors had made my pussy just slightly wet.
All of a sudden I felt a sharp pain on my ass. It had come from a hand slamming down into me. I was now being spanked. The assault of my ass continued as more spankings rained down on it. I yelped with each one, trying to keep as quiet as possible so they wouldn't get the satisfaction of the pain they were inflicting on me. The skin of my ass was getting blazing hot from the spanking I was getting, I knew that by now my ass must be bright red. Once it was done I was able to turn around and my heart sank at what I saw. All of my captors had stripped out of their clothes and were standing around watching while slowly stroking their dicks. I looked past them at my husband and saw him gagged and tied to the chair he had been sitting in. I looked back at these men in a panic, not knowing what to do. I desperately tried to think of one last way to get out of this right now but nothing came to mind.
I was pushed to my knees and almost immediately had dicks shoved into my face. I just kind of sat there dumbfounded until one of them grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to look at him. He harshly told me to start sucking and then laid the head of his dick onto my closed lips. I timidly opened my mouth and took a couple of inches of his dick into my mouth. His dick was big, really big. I had only seen three dicks before that night including my husband's. All three had been a lot smaller than this monster that was now in my mouth. I looked around at the other guys and noticed that they all were well endowed as well. The smallest of the six dicks must have been 7" long. My husband was 5".
It was at that point that I decided to do my best to get them off with blow jobs. After all, like Brad, they should be done for the night after they each had had an orgasm. I started sucking and stroking their cocks with an urgency. While sucking one dick I would be stroking two more. They certainly appreciated my newfound energy. It wasn't long before I got the first guy off. He jerked and stiffened and shot spurt after spurt of hot sticking cum into my mouth while he held my head still. I simply swallowed and went on to the next guy. One by one they shot their loads into my mouth and retreated to let the next guy take his place. The last guy had the biggest dick of all of them. It had to have been over 10" long and was three times as thick as Brad's. I had been saving it for last, partly out of fear from the size of it and partly because of the awe and curiosity it struck in me. I used both hands to stroke this beast in front of me while also sucking as much of it as I could manage in my mouth. I could barely fit half of it in my mouth but he kept pushing more into me, making me gag. He was fucking my throat hard. I was having trouble breathing but I finally felt his release. He filled my mouth and throat with his cum and yet I still didn't have it all. His cum was dripping out of my mouth onto my tits.
When he finally pulled out I got up satisfied with my work and ready to leave. I went to grabbed my clothes but was quickly stopped. It was to my horror to see that the dicks that I had gotten off not moments ago had already sprung back to life. I was in disbelief. The worst part yet was that each guy still had a deep seeded lust in his eyes. I lust that I knew I was going to have to fulfill. I was grabbed on both sides and led to the bed. Once again I was bent over it and I got ready for another round of spanking. Only this time it didn't come. They had retrieved Brad and ushered him over to where I was. To my horror they forced him to his knees and ordered him to get my pussy ready for their dicks. I was panicked. I didn't want him to lick my pussy. He soon moved his head forward and I felt his tongue lightly flicker over my clit. Embarrassment washed over me. Not because of what Brad was doing but because he now knew my secret. My pussy was dripping wet. Sucking off all of the big black dicks had stirred a lust inside of me as well. I didn't want them in my pussy but my body certainly did and now Brad knew this. Yet still, he licked my pussy expertly just like I've always liked. I moaned and clinched the sheets in my hands preparing for my impending orgasm but it never came. Brad was pulled off of me before he sent me over the edge.