I turned my head and cried softly, the tears wetting my upper arm that was stretched and cuffed high over my head. I tried to hold my body as high as I could to prevent the dildo from fully penetrating me, but it was no use. My thighs were strapped into the table and added to my weight was more than my arms could hold up for very long. Finally I resigned myself and gasped as I stopped trying to hold myself up and sunk to the saddle like surface, the dildo forced all the way in me.
"Oh, please " I groaned as I felt fingers part my slit and nest my clitoris into the cup attached to the dildo.
"Just wanted to make sure you get the full effect, Bitch," the white guy said as he stepped back behind me. I braced myself, but nothing seemed to happen for a few seconds, then I gasped a large gulp of air as the first slight feeling of warmth touched my nub. For a few seconds it was hard to tell if it was my imagination or the cup and dildo were really getting warmer, but soon it was almost, but not quite too hot.
I could feel the heat inside my vagina and on my clitoris. "Please " I begged, "Don't burn me."
"Don't worry Bitch, it won't burn you, but the heat adds to it. The last whore passed out because the orgasm and the heat were too much for her to take."
The vibrations took me by surprise. My thighs stiffened against the straps holding them to the table as the gentle movement forced my clitoris to move with the cup. "Oh, no, no, please, please" I gasped in a panicked whisper as the movement against my sex increased in intensity.
My eyes widened as the dildo slowly began to move in and out of my vagina, adding even more to the sensations caused by the vibrations. I tried to fight the feeling forced upon my bound body. I tossed my head from side to side as I felt my body respond and a flood of wetness coat the inside of my sex. Through the sexual stimulation I tried to force myself to return to reality, the reality that I had been raped, and forced to cum against my will, but it was no use. The white guy must have done this many times because he seemed to know where my mind was in relationship to my body. Every time I almost slipped back to reality he varied something the machine was doing to me. The results were devastating to my version of reality and after what seemed like hours, but was only about ten minutes, my mind merged with my body's sexual needs.
I was moaning steadily, my entire body taunt as a bowstring against the bonds, my skin glistening with perspiration as the sexual torture continued. I couldn't stop the stimulation and my whole being began to tremble as I felt the first wave of an approaching orgasm deep inside me. I threw my head back and wailed in frustration and need as I felt suction on each nipple. The two blacks were nursing on my breasts as the orgasm began to gather strength. "Oh, oh, please, please " I screamed as the combination of the stimulation drove me right to the edge of the cliff. "Yes, YES, YESSS" I screamed only to suddenly have the stimulation withdrawn at the last possible moment. "Oh, oh, oh, Please, please----don't stop, not now, no" I sobbing in sexual need.
I could help myself; my sexual need from the forced stimulation over rode all reality and I begged them to let me cum. I have never been in such sexual need that I didn't care about anything except my satisfaction. My breathing was ragged as I hung there, my body backing away from the orgasm that almost engulfed me, as the white guy walked around in front and faced me. He placed his hands on my breasts and rolled both nipples between his thumb and fingers. His face was smirking when he asked if I wanted the three of them to fuck me. I had recovered somewhat by this time and said "You bastard!" as I spit in his face. The look he gave me truly scared me and I cringed as he tightened the grip on my nipples and said, "You'll pay for that Bitch! I'm going to make sure that you'll fuck anything before I'm through." With that, he motioned to the two blacks and stepped around behind me again.
The blacks started to tease and nurse on my nipples again and soon I closed my eyes as I felt the nubs harden. I swallowed hard and tensed as I felt the dildo begin to work it's way deep in me only to pause when it was fully inserted and then begin to pull out again. I braced myself for the vibrations on my clitoris, but when it started I couldn't help myself and moaned as the stimulation started to take me where I didn't want to go. With more bravado then I was feeling I screamed at them, "You bastards, you can't handle a woman on your own----Oh, oh, please, oh, ah." Both the speed of the dildo and the intensity of the vibrator were turned to the maximum and my body betrayed my reason.
Every tendon in my body tightened and stood out as I fought to keep my sanity. My face and neck were flushed with unwanted sexual excitement, my body shone with the perspiration from a combination of the heat in the room and the stimulation inflicted on me. Again the wave of a forced orgasm began to build within me until I knew that I was approaching the point of no return. Just when I was sure that my body couldn't take any more, the stimulation abruptly stopped and I was left moaning with desire, my body stretched tight as I stranded for what I by now desperately needed. "Anything, oh, oh, please, please anything, anything," I sobbed, my reason and will almost gone, replaced by an overwhelming need for sexual fulfillment.
Again the fat white guy came around to face me. This time he lightly brushed his fingers over the cup on my clitoris and I couldn't help the shudder that betrayed my need as he again asked the question. "Really for us to fuck you?" My head hung and my chest heaved as I gasped for breath, my breathing rapid and ragged as I fought for control.
It was no use. I couldn't take much more without loosing myself completely in this world of perversion. Slowly I nodded my head and whispered, "Anything, please, I'll do what you want, but please take it out of me." Tears came as I realized that I had given in and that these perverts had broken my spirit.
"Good, Sandy! OK John, let's see if she's serious about it." One of the black men got on the table and positioned his crotch so it was level with my face. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down, his erect black cock inches from my lips. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head against the tip, leaving a wet place on my cheek. Twisting my head so that the tip of his cock was against my lips, he tried to force himself deep in my mouth. I knew what they wanted, but I just couldn't do it. I twisted my head away, tears dripping off of my cheeks and begged them not to do this. "OK Bitch, let's go through it again." John stayed where he was, his fully erect cock inches from my mouth. "I'll stop when you begin to suck that cock Sandy."
I started to say something when the cruel forced stimulation began again. I cried and pleaded, but to no effect as my body was again forced to undergo the sexual torture that threatened to turn me into a whore that would do anything to cum. He could tell from my actions and flushed face how close I was and he started to turn the machine on and off for short intervals of time. He never turned it off long enough for me to regain sanity and never left it on long enough to force me to orgasm. I screamed and moaned as the man played with my body, my chest heaving for air as the other black continued to nurse on my nipple.
Finally the sexual stimulation became too much for any woman to endure. I had reached the point of no return as the movement of the dildo and the vibrations on my clitoris pushed me until I couldn't go on. "Yes, yes" I gasped and started to open my mouth to suck John's black cock when the orgasm hit me. I couldn't believe the force of the waves of pleasure that washed over my bound body. I cried and moaned, my body straining against the bonds that held me in place as my vagina contracted over and over around the plastic dildo that continued to fuck in and out of me.