Steiner Solveig, the blonde giant who looked as magnificent as Michelangelo's sculpture of "David," reluctantly let his mind return to the present. The smell of sex filled the air, and the rapist-killer and kidnapper stared down at Amy, the blonde captive who still straddled one of his man-slaves. The man-slave's softening cock was still encased in the girl's warm and wet sex when Steiner grasped her by the nape of the neck and thrust her torso forward against the man-slave's chest.
"There. You two sex kittens can stay all cuddled up. Rest up, blonde cunt. You're going to need it." He watched the blonde's cute, glistening butt as he walked away. Amy's breath came in rasps against Bull's neck, and the man-slave wrapped his arms gingerly around her, ignoring the blood on his face. Sticky cum escaped from the girl's pussy as Bull's flaccid cock slipped out. But Steiner thought he saw the man's cock twitch back to life a bit as the sexy blonde's breasts snuggled against Bull's chest.
Steiner wasn't sure if he'd broken the man-slave's nose, but it hadn't been an injury he'd wanted to inflict, just a knee-jerk instinct of self-preservation. He knew well enough the frantic, cornered-prey look that emerged in a captive's eyes the moment before they struck. Hopefully the idiot would learn his lesson and know that resistance was never a good idea.
Sauntering out of Amy and Bull's cell, Steiner proceeded to the third and final dungeon room. He'd had these three cells specially designed to accommodate three different slave 'couples.' After already tormenting Tanya and Tom and then forcing a little action with Amy and Bull, it was time for one last visit before he left his dungeon compound for a nice little road trip to scrounge up some more kidnapped pussy and ass.
At the age of 22, Kassandra Stark was the oldest of his female captives. She had a lithesome body, breasts larger than average, and a resplendent waterfall of rich mahogany hair that made his cock want to worship her pussy in the worst way.
'Old Man' was the nickname Steiner had given to the man-slave in Kassandra's cell. But judging from the man-slave's enthusiasm, despite the graying chin stubble, a better nickname might have been 'Getting-Her-Done.' The older man-slave had snapped Kassandra's wrists into one of the chains dangling from the ceiling. With the young woman's hands immobilized, he was fucking her while standing up, her cute butt bouncing on his thick, black cock.
"Uh..uh..uh..M-Master p-please make him stop," Kassandra groaned, her wrists chafing in the metal bracelets as the Old Man slammed his cock upward into her snatch. Kassandra's hips clung to her man-slave's torso, and her mouth opened reluctantly to meet his hungry kisses. As he bruised the sexy brunette's lips one of the Old Man's free hands smacked her ass cheeks with a loud, even rhythm.
Steiner entered the cell and approached with caution. Unlike the other two man-slaves, the Old Man seemed to be truly ENJOYING the act of dominating his fellow sex-slave. Kassandra's steady song of groans played musically to Steiner's ears.
The blonde killer had brought in a bag of his favorite 'toys' too, and one of them was a belt fitted with a holster which held a loaded handgun. Steiner secured it easily around his waist. Naked but for the belt and shiny weapon at his fingertips, Steiner confidently approached behind the unsuspecting girl.
Steiner studied the Old Man's glassy, pleasure-hazy eyes. "You like the pussy I gave you, Old Man?" He rested his right hand on the gun at his belt. "Better use your manners and remember who your Master is."
The Old Man's eyes focused suddenly on Steiner, and his grunts grew a little less intense. "Y--yes Master. Don't hurt us. I'm fucking her hard and giving it to her rough, Sir. Just - just like you prefer, Master." The Old Man's hands cupped Kassandra's firm ass cheeks possessively, using them as leverage to bounce her up and down his straining penis. But his eyes were fixed on the gun at Steiner's belt, and Steiner decided it was time to play mind games with these cute fuck-slaves.
Drawing the weapon he fired it - POW - grazing Kassandra's hair without drawing blood. Kassandra screamed and the Old Man's face turned a paler shade. Admirably the man-slave only let the gunshot interrupt his rhythm for a moment. Kassandra's terrified, panting ribcage was heaving, her beautiful breasts glistening with sweat as Steiner smelled her fear.
"Close one, eh little bitch?" He prodded her tiny ass hole with the barrel of his gun.
"Please don't kill me, Master! This slave won't protest again, I swear! I'll be a good slave! I'll fuck. I'll do whatever you say!" Kassandra sobbed. Now he was getting somewhere, Steiner thought. Breaking these three cunts and man-slaves had been a long process - yet it looked like his relentless drive was paying dividends.
"Maybe you can show me how sorry you are, little bitch. Your ass looks DELIGHTFUL," Steiner hissed. As his mouth spoke the words into her ear, he watched with satisfaction as chills erupted up and down her arms. He poured a vial of lube onto his engorged prick and spread it liberally until his cock glistened with as much moisture as the girl's sweet breasts.
Then he carefully positioned his cement-slab of a cock at her star-shaped hole and began to apply a relentless pressure.
"OOOHHH Master! It's so big!" Kassandra wailed. He felt the brunette consciously try to relax her sphincter muscle, letting his firm member push inward inch by inch.
"Good girl...better relax that sweet ass or I might tear you something awful. We wouldn't want that, would we?" Steiner said with a sadistic chuckle. Kassandra moaned with a long, plaintive note as the double-penetration of her slender body began in earnest. She could feel the man-slave's cock rubbing against the sides of her cunt even as Steiner's cock cleared the first three inches into her sexy bottom.
"Are you feeling full, sweetie?" Steiner asked, his tongue licking the back of Kassandra's neck. He carefully watched the Old Man out of the corner of his eye for any sign of treachery. If the man-slave was thinking about making a try for freedom, he made no sign of it.
Instead the man-slave seemed even more excited now that Steiner was participating in the now three-way orgy. The black man was straining mightily, his cock spearing upward into Kassandra's heat as he grunted like a beast.
"Uh...yeah Master...punish the slut's little ass. I want to cum in her sweet pussy. Uh...FUCK, and I'm almost there. Permission to cum, Master?"
Steiner was almost touched that the man-slave was smart enough to ask permission. Clearly the Old Man was smarter than the brain dead man-slaves in the other cells.
"Not yet, Old Man. Wait for it." Even as he said the words, Steiner finally had his glorious cock fully encased in Kassandra's ass. He pumped into her with slow, sturdy thrusts, enjoying the jolt of sensation as her tight ass squeezed the whole length of his manhood.
"Uuuhh yeah, bitch. Squeeze daddy's cock with your sexy ass. Squeeze on my cock with your ass like your life DEPENDS on it. DO IT!" Steiner growled.
Kassandra obeyed, her eyes fluttering and her breasts heaving as both men flung their cocks into her tight, warm holes. She couldn't believe the sensations assaulting her body. The twin cocks rubbing in her two orifices ignited reactions she didn't think possible, sending her flying over the edge. Her muffled moan, with the Old Man's tongue plying between her lips, came unexpectedly as she shuddered and spasmed around the man-slave's cock.
