The two moved in close and probed me with their fingers. Neil’s lips devoured my breasts. He sucked my pierced n*****s, bit the flesh, and rammed two fingers in my cunt, while Jackson worked me from the rear, opening my ass wide as if he planned to fist me there.
Then, as if they were working in perfect agreement, they stopped at the same instant and Jackson pushed me toward the concrete wall with its glaring eyebolts.
They tied my body flush against the rough surface, face forward. Wrists. Ankles. And a fat leather strap anchored me at the waist. Then, because Jackson likes an ass stretched taut, he stuffed a small firm pillow up and against my belly. There would be no way out of this vulnerable position short of taking the beating as planned.
A sense of urgency filled the air. The
