...the man on top of me gets up, his cock sliding slowly out of me and puts his pants on, moving quietly out of the room. My ass, aching mildly from his big cock stretching it, feels the cool air brush over it. The man beneath me moves his hips slightly, his cock moving inside me. He flips me over, his cock popping out of me roughly, and drops me face first onto the
bedspread. I try to scurry away, on hands and knees, but his firm hand, slapping down hard on my asscheek, stops me cold in my tracks. "Don't even try it." he warns me. I drop back to the bed submissively.
Hearing the other man return, I look over my shoulder at him as he enters the room again. Seeing he's not alone, I begin to panic again,
struggling to get off the bed and run to lock myself in the bathroom. The man who'd remained in the room grabs me by the hair and pulls me back roughly to him, his breath hot on my cheek as he whispers to me. "You're in for a GOOD time now!"
The other two men move towards me too, grabbing my arms roughly and holding me steady as the first man takes the rope and loops it over a large hook in the ceiling that had NOT been there when she left earlier. She knew immediately that they hadn't just picked her randomly. That she had been a target and these men had spent alot of time planning it. She watched as he tied the knot tightly around the hook and tested its strength.
The new man had his hands on my tits, pinching and squeezing my nipples painfully, and the other had one of his hands down between my legs, rubbing hard on my engorged clit. My body betrayed me by beginning to tingle with excitement, my pussy getting even wetter from his touch. His finger slid easily up inside me, another quickly to follow as his thumb worked on my sensitive clit. My body jerked and throbbed with heated excitement with every flick of his thumb. His fingers move in and out of me, my head tipping back as the one behind me pinches my nipples harder and nibbles on my neck. The new man slides his fingers out of me as the first man loops the rope over my wrists, pulling it tight.
He pulls the rope, my arms moving upward toward the ceiling, my toes barely able to touch the floor anymore. I can feel hands around my ankles as ropes tighten around them too. They are pulled in opposite directions toward the corners of the bed. My legs are pulled wide open as the ropes are tied to the legs of the bed. The urge to scream is strong, but a there's a bigger urge to know what's going to happen next.