New (old) material redux

Hey studs and sluts, 

Still more toothpaste from the old material tube. 

This one goes back to the dockside pub, remember that...?

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For a few seconds, all three of the three lovers appeared frozen, all of them turning their heads towards the door.

“What!?” Tanya broke the silence, her voice betraying her irritation over being disturbed.

As soon as Tanya had shut her mouth again, the door was barged open, and Lara came tumbling in, hitting the floor face-down.

Coming in after her were Erin, and two rough-looking men. All three of  them were entering the room with their weapons drawn, Erin apparently  having taken Lara’s, while both of the men were holding large revolvers.

As for Lara, she had been gagged with a piece of cloth, and her hands  were forced behind her back, tied together by a shiny plastic string.

This was not good, Anya surmised, as neither she nor Sebastian was  within easy reach of their own weapons. And even if they had been, the  two men already had their guns aimed right at them.

“Shit, Erin!” One of the two men, a black man with a broken nose, hollered out.
“Yeah,” the other of the two, a slim little pale fellow, grinned  maliciously at the trio, “you didn’t tell us that there were four of  them. We’ll make a fortune out of selling these!”

“What’s going on?” Anya asked, her tone of voice revealing her rapidly increasing concern.
“I’ll tell you what’s going on, bitch,” Erin grimaced at Anya, “my old  friends here, Zack and Vic, just happened to stroll into the bar…”
“Uh-uh!” The black man chuckled, while the smaller man muttered “That we  did, that we did,” while his gaze was looked on Tanya’s ample bosom.
“And they made a friendly call on me and Lara, who looks so delicious  grovelling on the floor like that by the way, and wondered what I was up  to. So, when Lara had her pretty little head turned, I grabbed Zeke’s  gun and pressed it into her side.”
At this, Lara looked up at Erin, and spat a muffled series of insults at the triumphant woman.

“After that, I told Zeke and Vic about what was going on, and proposed that we should intervene to stop your escape.”
“But why?” Anya wondered. Erin’s betrayal had shocked her; Anya had, in  the end, done right by her, despite the way in which they had met.
“Why?” Erin echoed back, mocking Anya’s question, “I’ll tell you why,  you self-important cunt!” With that, Erin strolled across the room up to  Anya, Tanya and Sebastian, and slapped Anya’s face with the top of her  right hand.
Sebastian had to resist the urge to grab hold of Erin and choke her,  knowing that Zeke and Vic were still aiming their guns at him.

“After you had dragged me to Obille, threatened to sell me as a fucking  slave, forced me to suck Billy Fucking Pocket’s cock, then you expected  me to leave my town, my home!”
At that, Erin grabbed hold of Anya’s right tit, her thumb rubbing against the blonde’s nipple, giving her a nasty smile.
“But why would I run from my home when I can make a small fortune out of  selling you? And as for Lara and Sebastian, I’m sure that Sharkey will  be pleased with getting hold of his runaway slaves. Hell, I’m sure he’ll  pay a good deal if I hand over Billy’s killer to him.”
“You fucking cunt…” Anya growled at Erin.
“Quite,” Erin callously replied as she turned to face her two partners, “Boys! Make sure that dumb stud can’t move!”

Before Sebastian could react, the large black man had knocked him over, and was pinning his arms behind his back.
“Nice punch, Zeke!” The small man called out, while at the same time kneeling down by Lara and pulling her clothes off.
“I want to get a look at them fine titties, bitch!” He cackled as he used a small knife to shred her top with.

It didn’t take Zeke long to tie Sebastian down, the large black using a  thin plastic string identical to the one used on Lara to pin his wrists  together behind his back.
After that, Zeke rose up and gave Sebastian a kick in the side, causing the naked and defenceless man to wince with pain.

“Don’t fuck him up to much, Zeke; I need him to be presentable tomorrow  when Sharkey gets here.” Erin grinned at her friend, her facial  expression showing no sign of resentment towards how the man had treated  Sebastian.

While Sebastian had been bound by Zeke, Lara had been stripped by Vic;  the small man having frantically shredded her top to pieces with his  knife before moving on to cut off the string of her thong, and to cut  her belt in two. This meant that Lara was now only dressed in her opened  shirt and platform sandals, her sunglasses having been knocked off her  face when she had been thrown to the floor.

“Shit, I can’t wait to have my cock nestled between these two!” Vic  cried out, his left hand weakly slapping the side of Lara’s left tit,  causing the gargantuan orb to jiggle.
“Zeke,” Erin kept her gun aimed at Anya as she spoke to her partner,  “why don’t you dump that dumb, tied-up blonde slut on the bed, where she  belongs?”

“My pleasure,” Zeke reached down and pulled Lara up in his arms, Vic now  standing next to Erin, “even if I have to say that she looks as though  she belongs on the floor as well, lying tits-down like that with her  big, fat ass glaring up at me.” After Lara had been placed on her  stomach on top of the bed, Zeke hands forcibly spreading her legs apart  to expose her pussy and asshole, Erin turned her attention to Anya and  Tanya.

“Alright, you two bitches! Get over there and crawl down next to her!”  Erin told the two women, neither of which saw any other option but to  obey, albeit slowly and with defiant demeanours.
Anya didn’t like this one bit, seeing how both Sebastian and Lara were  tied-down, and Zeke and Vic were now busy piling up the party’s weapons  on a small table just behind Erin.

No weapons ready to be grabbed when no one was looking, while the two  strongest individuals of the small group had been rendered harmless by  strings. This was not the way in which Anya had hoped that the night  would develop.
“This is all of it!” Vic told Erin after having placed the last gun on the table.
“Alright boys, they’re all yours…” Erin smiled wickedly and nodded her head at the bed.

“This is bullshit!” Tanya protested as she watched how Zeke and Vic  began to strip out of their clothes, “I fucking work here, my boss will  have your genitals on a plate if you lay a finger on me!”
“Yeah, about that…” Erin grinned at Tanya, “your boss didn’t mind us  crashing your little party, not after I had promised him two gallons of  bourbon and your replacement first thing tomorrow. But don’t worry  honey; I’ll sell you together with Anya. After all, Anya & Tanya is a  damn fine nickname for a pair of whores…”
Anya had no intentions of protesting anymore, having made up her mind  not to resist at first, but to instead comply with every demand that the  three intruders made, thereby hopefully lulling them into a sense of  security that she could then prove to be false.

As the two men got naked, Anya noticed that she might even enjoy this:  Vic was surprisingly well-endowed for a man of his small stature, while  Zeke’s cock rivalled and possibly even surpassed Sebastian’s in size and  width, his richly veined and fully engorged pillar of black meat  standing straight out as he approached the bed.
“I’m going to enjoy watching this…” Erin said as she sat down on a chair  next to the table, sliding her right hand over her crotch while her  left hand held a gun at Sebastian, the raven-haired slaver ready to shot  him if the girls tried anything funny.

The three sluts on the bed looked at the two dicks being wielded at them  with no small intent. Anya’s face was stinging with the taps she had  taken, but there was something inside her that made her melt at the  sight of a massive dick, and the sight of Zeke’s huge cock made her  salivate so hard that she could actually feel the fluid gather in her  expectant mouth.

“Shit, look at this picture,” said Zeke, admiringly. Lara, Anya and  Tanya were all kneeling on the bed facing he and Vic, “all of a sudden  they drop the hard act and look cute the second you get your dick out.  You like this, bitches?”

The thick set black man hefted his hard shaft in the air, almost  hypnotising the three girls as their eyes followed the passage of the  bulbous black cockend. Zeke smiled. He held the thick pillar of flesh by  its base in order to maximise the impression that the thick,  concrete-hard length would have on the eye.

“To think that some men never even see a pair of tits like this even  once in their life, and we’re seeing three all at once!” said Vic  delightedly.

“You three sluts have a choice,” said Erin. “You can refuse to play with  my two friends here and in that case Sebastian gets shot full of holes.  Or, you can accommodate Zeke and Vic as best you can, and I might even  be nice to him. I might even let him shoot his load. Now wouldn’t it be  preferable to spend the reminder of the evening making each other happy  rather than arguing and griping over who’s about to enslave who in the  morning?”

Seeing as there seemed to be little element of choice in Erin’s  proposal, Anya looked across at Lara and Tanya and indicated that they  might as well apply themselves to the task. And it was just as well that  she was able to count on the co-operation of her fellow captives, for  when Zeke approached the bed and presented his enormous, glistening  member for their edification, there seemed no conceivable way to service  the thick rod thoroughly without the benefit of teamwork.

Together with Tanya, Anya hunkered down and began at first to massage  the heavy appendage with their tongues, running their mouths all over  the meat and making it slick with slurping laps of their already  ravenous and mobile tongues. Trapping the humongous pillar of throbbing  flesh by curling their tongues around it and attempting to lever it  upwards, they were both careful to spit and slobber long ropes of saliva  at Zeke’s tool to lubricate it thoroughly. Before long the girls’  contributions had not only glazed the shaft, but dripped off it in long,  extruding strings as Anya and Tanya closed their glossy lips over the  head of Zeke’s dick, kissing each other over the black crown, swirling  their tongues in each others’ soft mouths and trading the glimmering  droplets of precum that beaded at the tip.

Lara had done something similar, spitting as many foamy ropes of saliva  as she could onto her gorgeous tits in preparation of Vic’s tit-fuck.  Vic almost trembled with anticipation as he pressed his generous dick  into the firm, slippery cleavage of the voracious sexual predator, and  smooched the enormous breasts together, beginning to rhythmically pump  his shaft into the cleft of titflesh.

Meanwhile, Erin was idly stroking Sebastian’s massive penis as she  watched the show unfold in front of her, making him wince with her  expert ministrations, summoning reserves of semen that he never knew he  had from deep within his roiling ballsack. She was watching Tanya as she  had gone into her natural ‘exhibitionist’ mode, flicking her long  tresses to one side of her neck to allow Erin – who was obviously in  charge here – full view of her attempting to take all of the now-seated  Zeke’s dick in her mouth. She and Anya were bent over on each side of  Zeke, their heads nuzzle in his groin, fighting each other to get a  taste of the juicy shaft. At the moment it was in Anya’s firm grip, who  pressed Tanya’s head onto the protruding tool, all the while impaling  the slutty stripper’s throat further and further down the black pole. A  reservoir of saliva had collected around his ballsack, and Anya slurped  it down greedily.

Anya was sure that ‘cumshot galore’ would be a major understatement to what was to transpire at the end of the suckfest.