Day 4
I wake with my morning wood in Kristen's mouth. But I don't need sex, I need a bathroom. So once again I hold her head in my hands. As I force the first squirt out of my dick, her eyes open wide, and now that she is awake, I let the stream go as she keeps swallowing it.
"Kristen, go see if Beefy wants to feed you breakfast," I say.
She walks slowly, like a prisoner to his execution, to the adjoining door where she stops and knocks. Beefy opens the door naked.
"Beefy, sir, do you wish to feed me breakfast?" Kristen asks head never look higher than his ankles.
Beefy smiles, "Why sure why not. I am keeping it warm over there."
Kristen's eyes move up to the bed and sees the hotel clerk that checked us in the night before. She is tall and black, and she welcomes Kristen into her bed. Seeing Beefy nod, she takes Kristen's head and guides it to her freshly fucked cunt. I know she doesn't enjoy eating pussy, but she does it because she knows she has no choice. Beefy and I enjoy the show, and even though I bet against it, Kristen does make the black girl come.
After it was over, and yes, we get dressed to finish the ride home. Fortunately for her, Beefy's already had his fill, because I think his huge cock would do serious damage to her already tender ass and cunt.Kristen has not had her hands free from the time I found out her secret, and won't until we are back home. I slip back on her G-string as I pull it up, I take note how swollen her cunt is and I see some dry blood from her asshole. I put on her leather bra so that we won't get pulled over by the cops. Lastly the heeled sandals have to go back on because I left the boots in the RV.
Once on the bikes again we ride fast and hard. Another brother, Hammer is at my house, and as soon as we get home, he and Beefy grab Kristen off the bike, and not letting her feet touch the ground as they take her into the house. She's been quiet up to now, but now screams as she has no idea what is going to happen and is scared out of her mind. I have to slap her to get her to stop yelling bloody murder.
After she's done screaming, she's stripped naked and her arms are tied above her head. She's lying on a bed with her legs open and blindfolded.
The room goes quiet for what I am sure feels like a long time to Kristen, but is really only around fifteen minutes. The next voice she hears is a female with a Vietnamese accent.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Yes Gwen."
Next Kristen feels something being placed on her nipples, something that bring pain and makes her arch her back off the bed and scream again.
"Bitch who the fuck am I? You know you're not supposed to call me Gwen?"
