Everyone thought that Brenda’s initiation was over, until Carmine broke the silence. He looked at Vito and Vinnie, who were now standing on either side of Mitch. Mitch was still bound in the chair, the duct tape holding him in place. Carmine circled to Brenda’s back, leaned in close, and whispered in her ear. The whisper was loud enough for everyone to hear, and the hot breath tickled the tiny hairs on Brenda’s neck. “Now it’s time to pay Vito and Vinnie!”
Brenda shuddered as the hairs on her neck rose, sending shivers throughout her entire body. However, the whispered instruction slammed against her reasoning brain. “Please,” she cried, turning to face Carmine, looking for sympathy. Hoping he would be lenient.
Carmine smoothed her rustled tresses, with his bared hand. “Look! Vito and Vinnie need to be paid for the ‘work’ they did here today. Either you pay them as agreed, or hubby dear ends up with a few more broken pieces.” He then turned her head back to the two men standing next to her husband.
Once more, Brenda was defeated. Once more, Brenda had to subjugate herself to the sexual whims of her maddened captor. And once more, Brenda had to suffer the humiliation of performing, right next to her bound husband. The humiliation was the worst part of it. Brenda had managed to distance herself from the act, despite being slightly turned on by it. However, the constant reminder of her husband nagged at her. She loved him and wanted to protect him; but there was a growing sense of anger towards him. It was his fault they were in this mess, and it was his fault, she had to get them out of it. The anger fueled her actions to do as told by Carmine.
Brenda rose from her seat and crossed the floor to Vinnie, standing on Mitch’s right. She undid the identical gold buckle and opened the doors to his hidden treasure. She was aghast to see a larger snake than the one she had just drained. She wrapped both hands around the shaft, double stroking it to hardness. With both hands fisted along the cock, there were still another four to five inches staring at her. To make matters worse, he was thicker around, her fingers barely able to touch her thumb.
Somewhere in her demented mind, Brenda made the decision to ‘go for it’! She pressed the fat, bulbous head against her lips, spreading the drop of pre-cum along the parched flesh. She took one big cock and drained it; she’d be able to drain this one also. She pressed forward, parting her lips around the purple helmet till it popped into the wet confines of her mouth. The tight seal provided plenty of friction as her lips traversed the length before coming to rest against her fist. She backed off the oversized monster’s cock, leaving sheen of saliva on the shaft. Brenda brought her hand up and worked her lotion over the part of the shaft covered by her hands. Brenda utilized the dual tactic of jacking off the thick, throbbing tool, while sucking at the same time. She controlled how deep Vinnie’s cock went so he wouldn’t rupture her wind pipes with his massive girth. She did find herself, however, taking him deeper and deeper with every bob of her head, feeling the door knob sized end press further into the back of her throat. Her already-stretched jaw and muscles accommodated him much easier as she continued humming along the length of his spearing sword.
Vinnie was moaning in appreciation as soon as Brenda began, enjoying the velvety wetness of her mouth, along with the tight fit. He was amazed at Brenda’s eagerness and ability to accept him. His nut sack began to tighten as he watched his pole sink deeper and deeper past the exquisite lips. He could see his fat head extend past the suctioning, hollowed cheeks, just before hitting the back of her throat, entering another tight tunnel. He warned Brenda of his coming onslaught and pulled back, leaving just the crowned tip inside her mouth.
Brenda heard Vinnie mumble, and suddenly felt his cock pulse, filling her mouth with his salty seed. She had so much in her mouth, she had to swallow, in order to make room for the next series of blasts coming from his cock. She swallowed again as her second mouthful of cum accumulated. Some had escaped past her lips and was dripping down her chin as she prepared for a third offering. Brenda swallowed that load with gusto and continued sucking, draining Vinnie of everything left in his long tube. She let go of the deflating cock and smiled, for the first time, proud that she had succeeded.
She quickly crawled over to Vito and repeated her ministrations, hoping to finish him off quickly also. After freeing his cock, Brenda convinced herself that the two were twins. His cock seemed identical to Vinnie’s in length and girth. She repeated the double-action technique, jerking him off, while simultaneously sucking his fat cock into her mouth. In no time at all, Vito pulled his cock from Brenda’s mouth, and began jacking it off in front of her face. “Open your mouth, bitch. Here it comes.” Brenda knelt in place, with her head tilted back, mouth open, waiting for her liquid salvation. To her surprise, the forceful jets did not land in her mouth. They criss-crossed her face, with only the tails of the streaking comets landing on her tongue. By the time Brenda had a mouthful of cum, her face had been plastered with a spackling of the hot, white lava. When she swallowed, she was pleasantly surprised by the sweet taste of Vito’s cum.
She was about to wipe the sticky substance from her face when Carmine interrupted, telling her to leave it. He said to leave it until they had left. It would serve as a reminder to her of her obligation to Big Mac, and as a reminder to Mitch of how he screwed up. Brenda knew her sore, stretched jaw would be reminder enough. She returned to her seat as instructed, feeling the liquid ooze down along her cheeks making a path along her neck. The three men took their time putting themselves back in order. By the time they were ready to leave, Brenda could feel the streaks on her face had caked dry, and the liquid was now trailing between her heaving breasts. She watched silently as the three men left the den, informing her that she and Mitch would be hearing from Mac shortly. Brenda waited, listening for the front door to open and close. When she did hear it, she jumped from her seat, leaving Mitch bound in his seat, and rushed to the door. She popped the door slightly ajar, and watched the three men pile into the car, and finally leave.
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