Beyond My Limits 3

Tyson switched on the machine, my tied up thighs spasming as he pushed the box closer. 

The movement was slow at first as the got the cock to line up with my pussy. 

“Please” I said in a cracked voice, my wet and eyes searching theirs. 

“You want this, Anna. Your body craves it” Ricardo muttered gently, pushing the cock into me and stepping back. 

My body froze as the cock stabbed gently, a creaking sound beginning to blur away. 

“Fuckkkk” I cursed, feeling so humiliated and turned on by their eyes darkening at my not so tight hole. 

An inage of me feeling in charge earlier this morning after my mom left, straddling Ricardo and dry humping him. 

His face moving from shock to fear and then anger. I should have known he would loose it… should have but too late for that now. 

Yet… my body opened up willingly accepting all their hardcore treatments, secretly craving for more. 

I wanted to please them, I wanted to be the readon the groaned, howled and mercilessly stabbed their raging hard ons inside me, filling me with theirs seeds. 

“Urghhhh” Tyson groaned, cracking his neck as he stood stiff, probably not wanting to loose his balance. 

Ricardo on the other hand, had a small remote which he pressed, the machine picked up speed. 

“Oh myyy godddd” I cried out, unable to move. 

The machine’s speed picked up, pummeling my insides mercilessly, while I groaned repeatedly, raw and animalistic. 

“Rrrrr” I grunted with my teeth clenched hard while the men watched, their rods in their palms, rubbing off the flesh. 

“Fucking bitch” Tyson sneered, moving closer and tapping on my clit. My mouth hung open a raw scream tearing through. 

“Aggggggggghhhh….”

Ricordo stepped forward, our eyes locking together while he held the remote before me, a sick smile spreading through his lips as he pressed a button. 

The machine moved in a sickening blur, a shout escaping my mouth. “Bastard” I cried out, breathing heavily. 

“Fucking bastardsssssssss,” my eyes tolled to the back of my head, pussy becoming more slippery, juices splashing as my body froze. 

“That's what you are, Anna! You are a fucking hole that wants to be pummeled till you forget what it's like to think” Ricardo shouted, while Tyson was grunting like an animal. 

An uncontrollable smile spread on my lips, my neck falling limply to the side as the orgasm racked me, only my legs shaking through the restraint. 

“Yesssssssss” I cried out as the orgasm tore through me, the machine still pounding in a blur inside me. 

“Black fucking bastard” I screamed, smiling as the orgasm died down, my body too sensitive against the unrelenting machine. 

I shivered, another orgasm crashing through me, my eyes wide in shock, Ricardo smiling at me this time as the machine broke me. 

My mouth hung open, a cracked scream breaking through before the tears came, “pleas-eeee” I pleaded, thrashing against the ropes. 

“Please, what?” He asked, nose flaring, the smile dropping suddenly. 

I opened my mouth to speak but words wouldn't come out. 

Tyson laughed, a dark sound that bounced off the walls. “You're a hole,” he hissed at me, stalking towards me. 

He stopped before me and gripped my neck in a firm grip, “I will ruin you” he growled low and deep. 

Then I felt the machine slow to a complete halt, my entire body shivering like I was soaked in cold water. 

My eyes faltered while I panted, our eyes locked. I bared my teeth, something dark spreading through me, they had already broken me, why wait any further. 

A slow and treacherous smile spread on my lips before I barred my teeth at him, “do it. Fucking ruin my hole.”

The moment the word left my mouth, his expression cracked, almost softening but darkening almost immediately. 

“I do not have limits but when things get too much say the word hole”, his grip loosening a bit. 

I blinked at him, unsure of how I felt that he was even considering me. His grip tightened, shaking me roughly. 

“Hole!” He barked and I nodded rapidly. 

“H-hole” I stuttered and he roughly released my neck, stepping away. 

Ricardo pulled the sex machine slightly to the left and occupied the space. 

“You are in for a ride, my little niece” he smiled, an actually cute smile but it did nothing to soothe the heat that pooled in my stomach.

Both men exchanged glances before closing in on me and undoing my bounds. They moved eagerly and with precision like they had done this multiple times. 

For some reason, my heart sank but the feeling was short lived when they dropped me slowly. My body was weak and shaky. 

Tyson pulled the nipples clamps hard, “arghhhh” my back arched before he took the clamps off. 

The soreness came in waves, the sharp sting that came from the release hurt more than when it was clamped, my body shook as a small sob broke from my lips. 

Ricardo laid me down on the padded bench and immediately dived for my sore boobs, “sssss” I hissed, my back arching. 

“Mmmm” he moaned deep in his throat, his tongue swirling around the sore flesh. 

My body quivered with every suck and twirl of his tongue. 

After some minutes, he pulled away, palm grabbing his painfully hard cock. “Get on all fours” he hissed. 

Slowly, I got in position, body yet to recover from the long restraint I had been in. 

Tyson got in front of me, guiding my head to his cock, “go ahead and suck” he muttered, breathing through his mouth. 

I swiped my tongue on his cock tip, arching lower and angling my head to take his balls in my mouth. 

“Urghhhh” a strained groan tore from his lips, “that's it” his hand lightly guided my head, lower region whining towards my movement. 

“You're such a bad girl, Anna” he whimpered as my movement became bolder, eager, my core leaking a great amount of juices. 

My ass arched further into the air when cold air fanned my parted globes.

Tyson's hand became firmer, licking my head in place so I wouldn't turn around. 

“Ohhhh” my head slipped away from the cock despite his firm hand when I felt something wet on my puckered opening. 

Ricardo slapped my ass hard, not giving me a chance to cry before his rough palm soothe the sore bosom. 

Tyson, bent his knees, pushing his cock against my lips, “suck” he said barely audible through ragged breath. 

Ricardo ran his tongue against my entrance, lubing it with a generous amount of his saliva before swiping away. 

A cold shiver ran up my spine. “Mmmm” my moan muffled against Tyson's cock. 

“Take my cock down your throat, Anna” he whimpered, his hips moving desperately and without a particular rhythm against my mouth. 

“Awwwww” his back arched as his cock brushed the back of my throat. 

“Gawwwwwwk” my throat convulsed, my back curved inwards as a dry heave wracked my body. 

“Fuckkkk” Tyson hissed while Ricardo’s tongue stabbed at the hole. 

“Ngggghhhhn” a muffled moan curled up from deep within my throat.

His tongue stabbed unrelenting, more wetness, more stabbing, rinse and repeat. 

I could smell his heat as his nails dug into my ass, his tongue moving fast, eager to open me up before my hole finally gave way, his tongue slipping in easily.

My back froze just at the same time, Tyson buried himself into my throat to the base, my nose touching his stomach. 

“Damn man, open that puckered hole up”