Madison had been surprised that Luis did not let any of the other men have sex with her. Every one of them had asked him if they could "fuck her," a phrase she found so offensive that she begged Luis that he not let them.
"Please say, 'no,'" she implored him despite sitting naked on the mattress. "I made it good for you, didn't I?" she added pathetically.
Luis had barely gotten up from the bed before the men were asking to be allowed to take her sexually. She watched as he walked butt-naked to a chair at the far end of the small room. His muscular buttocks and large thighs seemed like those on a body-builder's body.
He turned and looked at the beautiful blonde woman sitting up on the mattress with her fearful eyes on him. She had her legs curved beneath her body and her arms and hands covered her ample breasts and nipples.
Madison looked at the massive cock that hung limply from his pelvis. Even limp, it was long and thick and rubbery. Behind it were his immense balls in the fleshy, male sac.
How did he get that thing in me? she wondered.
Luis let out a long, animalistic groan. "OOOOfffffaaaallleee! Compadres, she has a tight, tight pussy! She is a great fuck!" he said looking at the men and shaking his head like he could not believe how good she had been sexually.
One of the men spoke out. "Luis, let me fuck her!"
Luis played with the man. "First you, then Armando, then ... everyone. By the time she leaves here, her cunt will be the size of a bucket!" All the men laughed at his joke.
Madison's face turned scarlet at the talk.
"Who cares about her, Luis? Let her learn to like it! We'll teach her to like it!" another said.
Luis sat quietly for a few seconds contemplating the men's desires. His thighs were spread and his thick cock was laying limp between his legs.
"Can you blame them for wanting your pussy?" he asked looking at Madison. "There only a few guys! You want to be nice, yes?" he reasoned. "What kind of girl doesn't want to be nice to guys?"
The look in his eye was evil and frightened the young woman very much. She was powerless here and knew it.
"Show them your tits," he said coldly. "Maybe that will satisfy them."
"Please, no," she said softly. "I did what you asked me to."
The man who had asked to be allowed to fuck her now spoke again. "Luis, she thinks she's the boss, man! Let us teach her!"
She thought for just a second and knew that she needed to do what Luis said. There was no escape from this place. She didn't want to have sexual intercourse with all these brutal men.
Madison's arms and hands slowly dropped from her chest exposing her firm breasts. Her cheeks, neck and chest flushed red with despair. Her breasts looked like ripe fruit on her chest, just a bit too big for her slender body. Her pink nipples were slightly upturned and perky, about the size of silver dollars.
The men gazed at her in silence but their smoldering passion was barely contained.
Her eyes darted from the men to Luis, who held her fate in his hands. As she looked back at the men, one of them was massaging his cock through his shorts!
He stood and brazenly approached the bed that she sat on. His manhood was outlined beneath the shorts he wore. It was long and thick and forbidding.
Madison scooted away from him and looked pleadingly at Luis.
The Mexican man was in his forties and paunchy. He wore a thin, white wife-beaters t-shirt and athletic shorts. His hair was thinning and laid against his scalp as if it was pasted on. When he got near, Madison smelled his sweaty body.
He grabbed Madison by the wrist and pulled her harshly towards him. Her titties jiggled as she was pulled. She tried to leverage her legs against the mattress but she was jerked forward and lost her balance. Her long legs splayed out awkwardly beneath her and exposed her pussy to the men. They laughed.
"No!" she protested. "No!"
She struggled to pull away from the man but his grip on her wrist held firm.
"You're hurting me!" she yelled even as she knew that he was not. "Let go!"
Madison used her free hand to slap the man on his shoulder. All that got her was a hearty laugh from the man and the others.
He tried to grab her free hand as she struggled with him and she realized that he was really just toying with her. His strength was much greater than hers but she refused to give in. She struggled to get her legs underneath her but when she faced him about to stand, he swept his arm across her torso and she fell on her back on the mattress.
She grew more frustrated by the fact that everyone was laughing at her, including the despicable man she fought. To her exasperation, he had both of her wrists in one of his big hands and was holding them pinned against the mattress above her head. With the other hand, he began to try to control her legs.
He clambered onto the mattress and straddled one thigh of hers while he tried to gain control of her other leg. Madison's flexibility made it easy for her to avoid him completely controlling her leg, but she realized that she was opening her private area up by spreading widely in her attempt to fight him.
She continued to yell at him to "let me go, let me go!" but it did no good. In less than a couple of minutes of struggling, Madison found that he had grabbed her free ankle and that she was merely wearing herself out by tugging and pulling with her leg.
Two of the other men had left the table and were next to the bed as she tussled with the man. Her face was beet red and her eyes beginning to water as if she was about to cry. She knew that it was from frustration but nonetheless, she felt beaten and upset.
The man that she had wrestled with looked at the others and said "hold her." One of them took her wrists and controlled them easily, separating them above her head. The other man took one of her legs and held it tightly. The man who had wrestled with her still could not let go of the leg he was straddling. He looked at one of the other men and motioned him over.
Three men now held Madison down. Two held one leg each while the third held her arms. Now getting angry, she began to try to flail her hips and arms and legs. It was useless, but she continued as she watched the man drop his shorts to the floor. He smirked at her as he stood there wearing only his wife-beater t-shirt. His cock was big but still not completely erect.
"Luis, I'm going to fuck her in her ass because she fought me," he said as a matter of fact.
"No! No! Please, no!" she said.
Luis smiled at the man. "Montelongo, you just want to fuck her up her ass!" he said calmly. "She's not one of us. She don't know the rules," he said with a smile.
He sat there calmly looking at the gorgeous young blonde. Madison felt that her very fate was in his hands and she looked at him with watery eyes. Her tanned thighs were spread wide and held firm by the men. They could do anything they wanted to her. Her pink slit was in perfect view!
Montelongo looked angry to her. "Luis," he said, "now she knows the rules, right?'
Luis nodded at him. "If she fights you now, Monte, it's because she wants her white ass fucked."
Madison was terrified!
Montelongo stroked her soft inner thigh all the way down to her pussy opening. The two men holding her legs open eyed her pint slit.
Monte then scooted off the bed and towards her head. Grabbing her hair, he looked into her blue eyes. "Suck my cock," he ordered.
His eyes were as cold-blooded as a snake's. Madison was too afraid to do anything but what he said. She opened her lips and he fed the semi-hard man-meat into her mouth.
The cock was pungent to her but she tried not to think about how he tasted or smelled. She knew that the quicker he was erect, the quicker he'd be out of her mouth!
Physically, she was in an extremely awkward position. She was laying on her back and her arms and legs were still being held by the three men in the same position as before. This while Montelongo was trying to get her to suck his dick by simply turning her head.