Midnight Raid

Jax pov

I creep quietly in the darkness of the wealthy widow's estate. The moon shines at late night, casting its rays on the expansive garden.

My heart races as I search for guards. My name is Jax, and I'm a thief looking for quick cash.

The widow is currently unmarried, or so I think. Her husband died rich, and the estate is full of riches.

I slip between the tall fence and proceed towards the back door.

The lock is simple. I open it with my tools and push the door in softly. Silent in there.

Marble floors and fancy paintings everywhere. I proceed into the living room, focusing on the safe I had heard about.

Footsteps ring out suddenly. I freeze. Lights flicker on.

Two burly guards appear, guns at the ready. 'Got you,' one of them mutters. I try to run, but they catch me fast.

Their fingers are tight on my arms. They drag me down the corridor.

The widow emerges at the end. She is tall, in a silk robe, loose dark hair. Piercing eyes.

'A thief in my home,' she smiles. She's not afraid. She nods at the guards. 'Take him down to the basement. We'll take care of him.'

They pull me downstairs. The basement is cold, with stone walls and chains dangling from the walls.

They force me into a room which contains a metal table and ropes that dangle from the ceiling.

I try to struggle, but one of the guards strikes my stomach. I double over, gasping.

They strip me quickly. ripped off my shirt , pants yanked down. Before you know it I was naked , my cock hanging loose.

They tie my wrists with coarse ropes and hoist me up. My arms are stretched out above my head, feet barely on the ground.

The widow watches, her robe open slightly, exposing her curves.

'You thought you could steal from me?' she spits. She steps in and grasps my chin between her fingers.

Her fingernails bite in. 'You'll pay with your body.' The guards laugh. One unclips a little box containing wires and pads. Electro-play equipment. My stomach writhes.

The widow puts a pad and attaches it to my chest. Another on my leg, close to my balls.

She turns the device on. Low buzzing starts. Then wham, a shock hits me.

Burns, makes my muscles twitch. I grind my teeth. 'Not bad,' she says. She turns the gain up.

The second shock is stronger. It tears through my body, down to my cock. I buck in the restraints, a grunt escaping.

My dick stirs, starting to stiffen despite myself. The guards strip as well. They're both fit, cocks already fat and hard.

The widow shocks me again. This time, it pulses in waves.

My balls draw together, and pre-cum drops from my tip. 'See that,' she says.

She leans towards me and strokes my shaft slowly. Her hand is firm, squeezing.

I push my hips, hating the way it feels.

A guard steps back behind me. I could feel his hands on the folds of my ass cheeks.

He shoves them apart wide. 'Open him up time,' he growls. Something cold touches my hole.

Lube, and then his finger drives in. It is rough, no warning. I clamp down, but he makes him go deeper.

The widow still surprises me, tiny zaps now, making me stiff.

The finger in my ass rotates, spreading me open. Another finger comes in, scissoring.

It hurts but the shocks make my body betray me. My cock throbs in her hand.

She releases me and gets on her knees. Her mouth envelops my cock head.

She sucks fiercely, tongue spinning. I gasp loudly. The guard in the rear inserts a third finger, pumping furiously. I'm stuffed full, stretched.

The widow bobs her head, swallowing more of me down her throat.

They withdraw. The widow stands, wiping her mouth. 'Fuck his ass,' she tells the guard.

He queues his fat cock. The head stalls my hole. He thrusts in hard. No quarter. I scream as he thrusts deep, tearing me apart.

Pain is combined with the jolts she sends via the pads. My body trembles.

He begins pounding, hips banging my ass.

Every thrust hits my prostate, making me force moans out. The widow takes my cock in hand again, jerking it hard while he fucks me.

The other guard observes, jerking his own dick. 'My turn next,' he states. The widow nods.

She turns up the power of the electro. Jolts hit my chest and thigh, making my ass clench around the cock inside it.

The guard groans, enjoying it.

He hits harder, his balls banging against my skin. My back is slick with sweat.

My arms ache with the ropes. The widow milked my cock, her hand glistening with my pre-cum.

My balls strung up with tension. I wanted to make it stop, but the shocks overwhelmed me.

I shoot hard, ropes of white spilling out. It strikes her robe, her face.

She laughs and keeps stroking, milking every drop of it. My cock goes into spasms, sensitive as could be.

The guard in my ass does not let up. He grunts and fills me, hot cum spilling deep.

He pulls back, cum trickling down my legs. The second guard takes his position quickly.

His dick is larger, opening me up further.

He drives in, utilizing the lube and cum as lubricant. I whine, body shaking with aftershocks.

The widow sets the electro pads aside.

She completely unties her robe, and it falls away.

Her body is firm, breasts heavy, pussy shaved.

She climbs onto the table in front of me, legs spread. 'Fuck my mouth while he fucks you,' she orders.

The man behind me pushes my hips up, pushing me forward.

My spent cock washes over her lips.

She sucks it in, even though it's flaccid.

The backfucking jolts me into her mouth. He plunges hard, deep thrusts.

She sucks and licks me, getting me hard once more. The ropes creaking as I swing back and forth.

Butting pain gives way to heat. The guard lashes my cheeks, raising red welts. 'Take it, thief,' he growls.

The widow fingering her pussy while she sucks me. Her moans vibrate my shaft.

The electro box is back on low, pads on my balls now. Zaps have me jump, forcing me deeper into her throat. She gags but persists.

The guard speeds up, fucking brutally. My butt burns, raw. Pre-cum squelches with each thrust.

I feel another load building, too soon. The widow senses it and sucks harder, hand around my base.

I cum again, weaker this time, spilling into her mouth. She swallows, gaze on my face. The guard roars and discharges, pumping more cum inside me. It trickles out as he withdraws.

They untie me from the ceiling but leave my hands tied. The widow lies on the table, pulling on me.

'Your turn to serve,' she says. She puts me on my knees, ass up. The guards tie my ankles spread.

She wears a thick dildo, oils it. One guard holds my head, giving me his cock. Salty, half-hard cock.

Suck as instructed, tongue working the underside of it. The widow gets on her knees behind and inserts the dildo.

It's thicker than the cocks, filling me up through. She slowly starts to fuck me at first, making me feel every inch. The guard in my mouth thrusts, face-fucking me. Drool runs down my chin.

She accelerates, hips snapping.

The dildo crashes home, prostate pulsating. The electro pads are placed on my nipples now.

Shocks make me suck harder, body twitching. The widow moves around and nips my cock, already dripping again.

'Three times, and you're not done,' she says. The guard cums in my mouth, I must swallow.

Thick and bitter. He backs off, the other one does it, shoving his dick into my mouth.

The widow fucks ruthlessly, body covered in sweat. My ass clenches around the strap-on.

Shocks hum, making me restless. She grabs the electro remote and shocks my cock stiff with a small wand. It stings acutely, making me shout around the cock in my mouth.

Pain and pleasure blend. My body shudders. The widow removes the dildo and transitions to her fingers, three at once inserted, curling inside me.

The guard face-fucks harder, balls against my chin.

She milks my prostate, her hand on my cock jerking. I can't hold on. Cum spurts weak, onto the table.

Drained, sensitive. The guard cums also, pulling out to shoot on my face. Hot ropes across my cheeks.

They roll me over onto my back. Ropes hold me spread-eagle to the table. The widow mounts, sitting on my face.

'Lick me clean,' she commands. Her pussy is wet, dripping onto my lips. I lick her folds, clit hard against my licks.

A guard lubricates my ass again and slides in slowly. He fucks while I suck her out.

She rides my face, moaning. The other guard is on his knees beside my cock, sucking it despite how spent it is.

Electro pads on inner thighs now, tingling light. It keeps me convulsing, tongue going faster.

The widow comes, juices pouring into my mouth. She rides my face through it, thighs tightening my head.

My ass guard drives deep, coming in again. Cum overflows, pooling under me. The man sucking my cock gets me hard enough for a dry one, just spasms, no more seed.

They go on. Hours pass in the cellar. Ropes burn my skin. Shocks drain my muscles.

More fucking, my asshole open and raw. Widow with toys, guards with cocks. They drain me until I'm spent.

Finally, I break. 'Please. mercy,' I beg, throat sore. Cum covers me, inside and out. My body haze, submission complete. The widow smiles, stroking my hair. 'Good boy. Now you're mine.'

The guards let me go. I am tired and drop. The night ends with me theirs, no longer the struggle.