He stood in front of her, his cock still free and loose, the knife waving around, but always pointed towards her. Then he knelt on the floor and ran the knife edge over the inside of her legs. The steel snagged the weave of her panty-hose tights, laddering them beyond repair. His hand disappeared under her skirt, pushing the knife up between the nylons and the wool of her skirt. Suddenly, the blade had turned and split the waist band of her skirt as if it was nothing. The blade continued, parting the heavy fabric until it reached the hem and the skirt parted like curtains opening. He reversed the knife so that it pointed backwards along his arm, then, with infinite care, he split the waist band of her tights. The knife was laid on the floor, close enough to be reached quickly if needed. His calloused hands grasped her tights, with one huge yank; he rent them from her to ribbons. He tore at them, pulling and ripping until they were completely tattered and useless.
All she had on now were her cotton panties with lacy insets at the thigh and just under her belly button as a decoration. He stood and studied her unhurriedly.
The other two attackers had now changed their attentions, leaving her to the three who seemed to have paused now that Anne was in nothing more than her panties. They approached Bill, tied as he was to the table, stood end on.
His shirt was ripped open by the taller of the two while the other knelt and undid the button of his trousers. They were pulled down unceremoniously to fall around his thigh, unable to go further where his legs were held apart. Then his jockeys were yanked down as far as they would go. His cock was grasped and disappeared into the mouth of the balaclava clad head. He was being sucked off and could do nothing about it. Neither could he do anything about the instant hard on her got. The unknown mouth was doing its magic while a gloved hand tossed him at the same time. He gasped as the mouth took his whole length.
Meanwhile, the three who were concentrating on Anne had pulled her around so that her legs were over the arm of the sofa. The knife slid up her leg to cut through the flimsy fabric of her panties. With two deft flicks, the material was rendered tattered and performing no function anymore. Suddenly, although she couldn’t see, a tongue lapped her cunt, warm and moist, it shocked her into an involuntary jerk, surprising her captors, for a moment, she was free and tried to hit the head between her legs. Her freedom didn’t last for very long, strong hands grasped her wrists and pulled them cruelly over her head. The unseen tongue, continued as if nothing had happened, lapping at her cunt, rasping over her clit and sucking it into a warm mouth, between sharp teeth.
Suddenly, at an unseen signal, she was lifted bodily in something like a sitting position by two of the anonymously clad men. The other who had been sucking on her cunt, stripped quickly in front of her, held captive as she was. His body was revealed, taught, muscular, hard with a washboard stomach. He kept the balaclava on to hide his identity. His cock stuck out at right angles from his groin, twitching in anticipation of her depths.
He lay on the rug covered floor and indicated that they should lower her onto his erectness. Anne screamed at her captives and struggled violently; freeing an arm and then fetching the one on her right a reasonable blow to the side of his head. Instead of lowering her onto his cock, they threw her headlong onto the settee once more, but before she could take advantage of her temporary liberty, her hands were firmly tied behind her back with part of her panty hose. Another length was tied as a blind fold and cinched tightly at the back of her head. Then, she was lifted roughly again, her legs parted by two strong hands while two more supported her under the arms. They lifted her easily, and just as easily, lowered her onto his cock.
It slid into her with no resistance, deeper than she was used to; Anne yelled at the top of her voice, but to no avail. Suddenly, the support of the hands was taken away, allowing gravity to take effect on her and drive him even further into her body as her weight rested on his pelvis. His length and depth effectively cut her tirade of abuse as if his cock head had entered her throat from the inside out. She felt his loathsome hands grasp her waist as he bounced her on his cock, driving even deeper. Some how, her body accepted him all.
She heard Bill, somewhat breathlessly yell to her to hang on, it would soon be all over. She couldn’t answer him, being so stuffed full of a huge cock. She felt it as passed beyond her cervix and was fucking her right into her womb. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her hair at the back of her head, making her gasp as it yanked her backwards. She opened her mouth to scream, but it was stifled in her throat as a cock head passed between her lips and into her mouth. The hand pushed her forward, still gripping her hair cruelly. The unseen cock invaded her mouth and was pushed to the back of her throat. She gagged and managed to avoid throwing up. Auto responses took over, preventing the reflex action of gagging to allow her to get a breath. The cock, seemingly even bigger than before, was shoved back into her throat and then again and again. She could do nothing about it; the hand controlled the depth and pace. The two cocks were relentless, fucking into her mouth and cunt simultaneously.
Bill was able to see the treatment his wife was getting; the hooded mouth was still sucking him and licking his aching dick. Somehow, the knowledge that Anne was getting the fuck of her life with two cocks, was taking him to the point of blowing his load. His cocksucker stopped and stood. Slowly, the buttons of the coveralls were undone, one by one, to reveal the woman beneath. He noticed the tattoo over her right breast as she shucked off the heavy fabric. She wore no underwear at all. Naked, she stepped out of her clothing and grasped his twitching cock. She moistened the fingers of her other hand and shoved them into her cunt, spreading her lips while she stood facing him. She lifted her slick fingers, covered with her wetness and wiped them over his lips. He tasted her musk and was still licking his lips as she stepped closer and pushed his cock head into her body. He couldn’t help jerking back, pulling him out of her, but she shuffled even closer, adjusted her position a little and pushed him back inside of her. She needed a shave, her stubble rasped his pubic bone, but Bill hardly noticed as he thrust into her as much as his position would allow.
Meanwhile, Anne was still at the mercy of the two cocks, pistoning into her body. The grip on her hair tightened and pulled the cock from her mouth.
“Open it, bitch”. The gruff voice instructed her. Anne, fearful of the consequences, did as she was told and felt him rubbing himself towards a climax. His cock was resting against her bottom lip; she could feel the jerking as his free hand was getting him closer and closer to spilling his load.
The first spurt hit the back of her throat, making her choke, but he held her head in place as the second spurt coated her tongue. More of his filthy spend spurted over her face, entering her nose and laying over her cheek. He shoved him self back into her mouth to finish coming. Anne had to swallow some or suffocate. He yanked her head back and then let her go. All the while, the other cock had stopped thrusting, just resting in her womb while she took the semen from the other.
“Lift her.” The order came from beneath.
Hands lifted her still in a sitting position.
“Put her back.” She felt herself being lowered again, only this time, his cock was positioned at her anus.
“Let her go.” The hands dropped her onto him. His entry into her ass was violent, but again, her body accommodated his length. He gripped her waist roughly and fucked into her pitilessly. Mercifully, he shot his load deep into her ass very quickly. Spurt after spurt emptied into her until he ordered her pulled off and laid on the floor. She landed a little awkwardly where her hands were so tightly bound behind her. Anne wriggled enough to relieve the pressure on her wrists into a more comfortable position.
Unseen, the four men divested themselves of their coveralls. The woman was already naked with bill lodged in her cunt and doing his best not to shoot.
