Page 2 of The Prince and His Bodyguards
“Yes ma’am,” Mizhir grunts as he pushes her breasts together in order to suckle from both teats at once. “That’s only the beginning, sweetheart.”
Then, both men take turns running their dicks through her wet pussy folds. They take care not to penetrate her because we’re not there yet. Instead, they lube their shafts up in her copious nectar, making sure to circle her clit a few times with the tips of their dicks, and even nudging at her ass so that it’s prepped as well.
“Unnnnh,” the blonde groans, bucking wildly again. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Mizhir and Rizza look at each other with devilish grins, and then peer into the shadows at me. I nod slightly, and that’s all it takes. Rizza goes over to a crank by the wall, and starts to turn the winch. The cross begins to levitate then, the blonde beauty lifted in the air as if she’s floating above a flat surface. When she’s about three feet above the ground, they strap a heavy leather belt about her waist, and check the ties at her wrists and ankles. Then, Rizza takes his position between her spread legs, pulling her pussy lips wide for a glimpse at her ruby-red interior.
“Oh yes,” he rasps, black eyes gleaming devilishly in the light. “She’s ready to be fucked. Look how wet she is.”
“Pulsing too,” Mizhir muses, reaching one finger forward to stroke circles over her asshole. “Fuck yeah.”
Then, Rizza spits on her back button and positions his cock at her anal opening. The blonde jerks her head up for a moment, staring at the two men.
“Wait,therefirst?” she gasps with surprise. “But don’t you always do pussy first when it comes to double penetration?”
“Hell no,” Mizhir rasps, massaging a firm buttcheek with one hand. “We’re not everyone, sweetheart. The regular rules don’t apply.”
Then, Rizza pushes deep into the girl’s anal chamber, making her squeeze her eyes shut as a loud scream bursts from her throat.
“Unnnh!” she wails. “Oh shit!”
“You look good taking cock in your ass,” Rizza pants, his eyes fastened to where his thick member disappears between her cheeks. “Just relax and it’ll go in easier.”
But Mizhir isn’t one to miss out. To the girl’s surprise, he hoists his big frame onto the wooden cross, crawling above her as he looms over her curvy body.
“Don’t worry,” he rasps, harsh streaks on his cheekbones as sweat drips off his muscled chest. “This thing is made of solid oak, and the straps are heavy-duty leather. You’ll be fine. We’re not going to crash and fall.”
Then, he nudges her pussy hole with that massive shaft before easing himself in. The blonde’s look is one of pure surprise as her mouth opens without sound. Then, her cries begin and the room is filled with a blend of moans, wails, and high-pitched shrieking.
“Ooooh!” she screams. “Mmph!”
“Fuck,” Mizhir rasps, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. “She’s real tight with you invading her ass.”
Rizza merely grunts, forcing his huge shaft into that tiny backdoor as the blonde strains and shrieks, lost to ecstasy.
“Rub her nipples,” Rizza growls. “Maybe she’ll loosen up more.”
Mizhir obliges and the blonde lets another yell rip through the air.
“Mmmmm!” she squeals. “Fuck my ass! Fuck my pussy! Yeah yeah yeah!”
To be honest, I love it when a woman talks dirty, but this girl is like a five-alarm siren. She’s so abrasive and overbearing that my ears ring, and I grimace a bit in my hidden spot. The endless screaming forms a series of curses and shouts, and it’s honestly off-putting. I love watching a woman enjoy herself; what I don’t like is when she comes off as a rabies-stricken animal in need of sedation.
But the blonde has no idea how unattractive she is. She bucks with my two servants lodged in her pussy and ass, as if she’s trying to push them out. Of course, it’s the opposite.
“You’re fucking me so good!” she squeals. “You’re so big! Rub my tits! Fuck my pussy! Give it to me hard in the ass!”
“We are,” Rizza manages in a droll tone, his hips pistoning like a mighty machine. “In fact, you’re about to get it.”
Then, the expression on his face intensifies, and I literally see the cumshoot on Mizhir’s dick begin to pulse. Both men let out shouts of ecstasy as they ejaculate hard, spraying the beautiful blonde with ream after ream of male virility.
“Fuuuuuck,” Mizhir groans. “Hell yeah.”
“Unnnh,” Rizza adds, his dick squirting like an open firehose. “Fuck.”
The blonde, meanwhile, is still screaming and shouting while cursing up a storm. Her sentences have become nonsensical, and I wonder if she’s speaking in tongues.
“Lord deliver you!” she cries out. “Oh Heavenly Father, yes! Yes yes yes! Jesus, take the wheel!”