Grabbing her by the hair, I guided downward toward her knees.“Hey,” she said, “I told you it’s 40 bucks.”I smacked her face with my free han... and continued to force her to the floor. Once I had her on her knees, I released my grip on her curly hair. I slapped her face with my open palm and then backhanded her.“Shut the fuck up, open your damn pie hole, and take this like the whore you are,” I said. All the while, I undid my fly and fished out my semi-erect throat-gouger. Her eyes grew wide, her. I dont know if it was the wine but I was committed to being used that night, I went in again to take in a longer whiff and followed it up with a sweet kiss on the smelly little asshole. He pushed back lightly towards me, his ass cheeks pressed on my face as I kissed it. I pulled back again, repulsed by the smell, a sense of shame took over me as I noticed my favourite mascara smudged on Gordons ass cheeks. To buy myself time I sheepishly grabbed his thick dick and started stroking it, noticing. ”He seemed to not hear me or not care as he took his shirt off and unbuckled his belt and pants “Emma, I know this is what you want and its what I want. I always get what I want Emma, do you understand?” before I could answer he grabbed me and pulled a rope out of his bag and tied me to the best post. I couldn’t scream, I was too shocked by the moment. “Are you going to be a good little girl?” he whispered in my ear. I nodded and found my situation exciting and somewhat pleasurable “yes sir.”. Licking my lips. “So we are good?” Johnny said as he came down the stairs.“Bro! Seriously, don't let this girl go,” Damien said as he stood.“I will try not to,” Johnny smiled. Johnny gave me a pitiful look as he looked at me standing there staring at Damien. “Go back upstairs,” I said.“What?” Johnny asked.I was staring at Damien's huge limp dick, and I wanted more. “I said go back upstairs, or leave, or stay. I don't care.”I pushed Damien back onto the couch and jumped onto his lap. His big.