08-04-2022, 01:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-04-2022, 06:01 AM by B1ryani. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
**Part 24.**
Nila's face was close to Dean Thomas’s shoes, her body arced over his lap. Her hands were on the floor, struggling to push herself up and out of this awkward position. Dean Thomas had pulled her white pants down, her black panties laid visible to his eyes. He had his right hand inside her undergarment, his middle finger stuffed into the trench between her butt cheeks.
She continued pleading as she felt the finger poke the entrance of her anus, trying to make him stop, “Sir … please don’t sir … I'm begging you. It hurts.”. She wasn’t lying.
Last night, the three bastards had made her remove her pants and enter the little security guard office at the entrance of her college. The guard working the graveyard shift was an old man, taken by surprise by the sudden appearance of a semi naked girl standing in front of him. She showed him the metal buttplug, to his awe and amazement, not knowing what to make of the weird looking metal piece.
His face changed when she told him what she wanted him to do, having to bend over the little table, spreading her legs showing him her virgin anus. The guard was excited of course, immediately trying to ram the plug into the dry tight hole. The minute she started to scream in pain, it hit him that he needed to lubricate her asshole.
Using both his hands to spread her ass cheeks apart, the guard buried his face between them. As uncomfortable as it was having his oily bearded face stuffed between her ass, the guard was a master ass eater, sticking his tongue deep inside her butt hole. Nila tried resisting at first, until she felt the wet slimy appendage entering her anus, cleaning the walls. She had never felt that kind of pleasure before, eventually succumbing to moaning loudly.
The guard eventually remembered his task, grabbing the metal buttplug off the table. Nila gasped as she felt the tip of the circular spade slowly expanding her little hole. The guard continued to push and push until the entire plug entered her, the shiny pink diamond tip glittering under the little bit of light in the little standalone office.
The guard held her face down on the table, unzipping his pants. He saw an open opportunity between her legs. The dark pussy lips looked so warm and inviting. Nila screamed for help as she felt the guards cock head rubbing between her slit, wanting to use her wetness as lubricant to enter her. Both Ravi and Ganesh burst in, pulling him off her. Nila heard loud scuffling but she did not wait to see what was happening. She ran back to the waiting BMW to a gleaming Viraj.
Nila was made to wear the buttplug throughout the entire night. Eventually she had nipple chains clipped onto her nipples with little dangling hearts. She had to give a blowjob to a beggar under a bridge then had two young boys pull her pussy lips apart as she peed in an open field. The torment continued as the three boys took videos and had everything photographed.
After a night of thorough humiliation, the trio of bastards brought her back to the little flat. They tied a ball gag around her mouth, pulled out the butt plug, then took multiple turns ravaging her holes. Her muffled screams fell to deaf ears as she felt the cocks penetrate her. When she got exhausted from shouting, Ravi had removed the gag from her mouth, replacing it with his cock instead while the other two boys each took a hole behind her.
When Nila had passed out, Ganesh took the opportunity to have one last fuck before they left the flat, sticking his thick fat cock into her asshole, he gave her all he could, filling up her bowels with his cream. He quickly grabbed the butt plug off the floor and stuffed it inside her, blocking his cum from flowing out.
“A little departing gift for you.”, PHAPPPP! Ganesh smacked Nila’s right butt cheek as all three boys laughed, amused at the thought of her waking up to find her anus full of Ganesh’s seed.
Her asshole was sore. Very sore. Nila could feel Dean Thomas’s finger gently tracing the outer rim when it suddenly pushed into her.
“AHHHH!... sir … no! … “, Nila shouted in surprise as she could feel about an inch of Dean Thomas’s stubby finger enter her.
“It went in really easy.”, he mocked her, enjoying the feeling of having her warm anus walls wrapped around his finger, “They must have had a lot of fun with your ass.”
Dean Thomas continued to finger the little hole for a little while then pulled it out. He slowly pushed her panties down to her knees as well, exposing her bare ass to him. He grabbed Nila’s right butt cheek, squeezing it hard.
“Beautiful.”, Dean Thomas muttered under his breath, not taking his eyes off Nila’s ass, “This is why I love young village whores. Everything is so ripe for my taking.”
THAPPPP!
“AHHHhhh ...”, Nila shouted out loud as she was taken by surprise by a sudden burning sensation coming from her behind.
THAPPP! THAPPPP!! THAPPP!! Nila could feel the meat on her ass jiggling to every slap her behind was receiving from the dean. Every slap felt like a sting of ten bees on her skin. Dean Thomas was not holding back, spanking her ass as hard as he physically could.
“Sir!.. Please … that hurts sir … stopp“, Nila started sob hard, crying profusely from the multiple strikes the dean was laying on her bottom.
THAPPP!!! THAPPPP!!! THAPPPP!!! Left ass cheek, then right ass cheek, then left.
“Pleaseee … stoppp...”, Nila was struggling to hold herself together from passing out.
“Whore’s like you should be taught a lesson, Nila.”, Dean Thomas said casually as he laid another slap on her ass.
THAPPP!!! “Thirteen”, THAPPP!!! “Fourteen.”, THAPPP!!! “Fifteen.”
Nila could barely hear him count each hard painful spank she was receiving. Her head was spinning when she finally heard ‘twenty’.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?”, Dean Thomas asked, smiling at her, resting his hand on her bruised ass, inflicting even more pain. “We are not done yet.”, he chuckled.
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“Twenty.”, Thomas looked at his handiwork. The girl’s ass was burning red and bruised, a bright contrast against her dark brown skin. He placed his hand over it, gently pinching her burning skin.
“Ahhhooww... sir... Please let me go sir …", she pleaded, crying hard.
Thomas removed his hand from her body as she slowly slid down to the floor, falling near his legs. She was in a fetal position, both hands grabbing each butt cheek as she cried hard.
He slowly stood up, “Fucking cheap whore.”, Thomas unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall to his feet. He held the belt buckle in his right hand “You allowed some boys to fuck you like the cheap slut that you are, then dare to come into my office, and make threats against my college and me?!”
PHAPPPP!!! Thomas swung the belt at her, hitting her thigh.
“AHHHH... sir... Stop sir. Stop.”, the girl cried, holding her hands up to try and block him from hitting her again. Her pants and black panties were wrapped around her knees, making it hard for her to get up and run.
PHAPPP!!!! Thomas swung the belt at her again, hitting her body.
“Sir, it hurts sir …", she was crying hard, tears dropped off her face onto the floor.
“You are a nobody. Relying on the goodwill of others for your education. And now dare show your true colors.”
PHAPPP!!!! The belt hit her across the stomach.
Thomas pulled his underwear down, making his hard cock jump out and hit his big underbelly. The crying girl looked up at him from the floor, shocked to see a thick 6-inch black cock staring back at her under the shadow of the dean's stomach. It's fat foreskin covering the entire black mushroom head. Little drops of his precum were dripping onto the floor as Thomas moved his big body around, ready to lay the belt on her again.
PHAPPP!!!
“You should just sell yourself on the streets, whore. That would help your family. Do you think you are going to get a job and save them from their misery?”
Thomas reached down, grabbing her long hair and started to drag her across the room to the middle seating area.
“Ahh... Ahhh... I’m sorry sir... I'm sorry … please... “, she used both hands to grab his wrist, trying her hardest to reduce the pull of her hair.
Thomas let the girl go, making her fall down onto the lush Kashmiri carpet. His eyes caught sight of her smooth cleanshaven pussy lips for the first time as her legs parted a little in front of him. Thomas smiled.
“Take off your clothes, whore. “
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**End of Part 24.**
Nila's face was close to Dean Thomas’s shoes, her body arced over his lap. Her hands were on the floor, struggling to push herself up and out of this awkward position. Dean Thomas had pulled her white pants down, her black panties laid visible to his eyes. He had his right hand inside her undergarment, his middle finger stuffed into the trench between her butt cheeks.
She continued pleading as she felt the finger poke the entrance of her anus, trying to make him stop, “Sir … please don’t sir … I'm begging you. It hurts.”. She wasn’t lying.
Last night, the three bastards had made her remove her pants and enter the little security guard office at the entrance of her college. The guard working the graveyard shift was an old man, taken by surprise by the sudden appearance of a semi naked girl standing in front of him. She showed him the metal buttplug, to his awe and amazement, not knowing what to make of the weird looking metal piece.
His face changed when she told him what she wanted him to do, having to bend over the little table, spreading her legs showing him her virgin anus. The guard was excited of course, immediately trying to ram the plug into the dry tight hole. The minute she started to scream in pain, it hit him that he needed to lubricate her asshole.
Using both his hands to spread her ass cheeks apart, the guard buried his face between them. As uncomfortable as it was having his oily bearded face stuffed between her ass, the guard was a master ass eater, sticking his tongue deep inside her butt hole. Nila tried resisting at first, until she felt the wet slimy appendage entering her anus, cleaning the walls. She had never felt that kind of pleasure before, eventually succumbing to moaning loudly.
The guard eventually remembered his task, grabbing the metal buttplug off the table. Nila gasped as she felt the tip of the circular spade slowly expanding her little hole. The guard continued to push and push until the entire plug entered her, the shiny pink diamond tip glittering under the little bit of light in the little standalone office.
The guard held her face down on the table, unzipping his pants. He saw an open opportunity between her legs. The dark pussy lips looked so warm and inviting. Nila screamed for help as she felt the guards cock head rubbing between her slit, wanting to use her wetness as lubricant to enter her. Both Ravi and Ganesh burst in, pulling him off her. Nila heard loud scuffling but she did not wait to see what was happening. She ran back to the waiting BMW to a gleaming Viraj.
Nila was made to wear the buttplug throughout the entire night. Eventually she had nipple chains clipped onto her nipples with little dangling hearts. She had to give a blowjob to a beggar under a bridge then had two young boys pull her pussy lips apart as she peed in an open field. The torment continued as the three boys took videos and had everything photographed.
After a night of thorough humiliation, the trio of bastards brought her back to the little flat. They tied a ball gag around her mouth, pulled out the butt plug, then took multiple turns ravaging her holes. Her muffled screams fell to deaf ears as she felt the cocks penetrate her. When she got exhausted from shouting, Ravi had removed the gag from her mouth, replacing it with his cock instead while the other two boys each took a hole behind her.
When Nila had passed out, Ganesh took the opportunity to have one last fuck before they left the flat, sticking his thick fat cock into her asshole, he gave her all he could, filling up her bowels with his cream. He quickly grabbed the butt plug off the floor and stuffed it inside her, blocking his cum from flowing out.
“A little departing gift for you.”, PHAPPPP! Ganesh smacked Nila’s right butt cheek as all three boys laughed, amused at the thought of her waking up to find her anus full of Ganesh’s seed.
Her asshole was sore. Very sore. Nila could feel Dean Thomas’s finger gently tracing the outer rim when it suddenly pushed into her.
“AHHHH!... sir … no! … “, Nila shouted in surprise as she could feel about an inch of Dean Thomas’s stubby finger enter her.
“It went in really easy.”, he mocked her, enjoying the feeling of having her warm anus walls wrapped around his finger, “They must have had a lot of fun with your ass.”
Dean Thomas continued to finger the little hole for a little while then pulled it out. He slowly pushed her panties down to her knees as well, exposing her bare ass to him. He grabbed Nila’s right butt cheek, squeezing it hard.
“Beautiful.”, Dean Thomas muttered under his breath, not taking his eyes off Nila’s ass, “This is why I love young village whores. Everything is so ripe for my taking.”
THAPPPP!
“AHHHhhh ...”, Nila shouted out loud as she was taken by surprise by a sudden burning sensation coming from her behind.
THAPPP! THAPPPP!! THAPPP!! Nila could feel the meat on her ass jiggling to every slap her behind was receiving from the dean. Every slap felt like a sting of ten bees on her skin. Dean Thomas was not holding back, spanking her ass as hard as he physically could.
“Sir!.. Please … that hurts sir … stopp“, Nila started sob hard, crying profusely from the multiple strikes the dean was laying on her bottom.
THAPPP!!! THAPPPP!!! THAPPPP!!! Left ass cheek, then right ass cheek, then left.
“Pleaseee … stoppp...”, Nila was struggling to hold herself together from passing out.
“Whore’s like you should be taught a lesson, Nila.”, Dean Thomas said casually as he laid another slap on her ass.
THAPPP!!! “Thirteen”, THAPPP!!! “Fourteen.”, THAPPP!!! “Fifteen.”
Nila could barely hear him count each hard painful spank she was receiving. Her head was spinning when she finally heard ‘twenty’.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?”, Dean Thomas asked, smiling at her, resting his hand on her bruised ass, inflicting even more pain. “We are not done yet.”, he chuckled.
----------
“Twenty.”, Thomas looked at his handiwork. The girl’s ass was burning red and bruised, a bright contrast against her dark brown skin. He placed his hand over it, gently pinching her burning skin.
“Ahhhooww... sir... Please let me go sir …", she pleaded, crying hard.
Thomas removed his hand from her body as she slowly slid down to the floor, falling near his legs. She was in a fetal position, both hands grabbing each butt cheek as she cried hard.
He slowly stood up, “Fucking cheap whore.”, Thomas unbuckled his belt, letting his pants fall to his feet. He held the belt buckle in his right hand “You allowed some boys to fuck you like the cheap slut that you are, then dare to come into my office, and make threats against my college and me?!”
PHAPPPP!!! Thomas swung the belt at her, hitting her thigh.
“AHHHH... sir... Stop sir. Stop.”, the girl cried, holding her hands up to try and block him from hitting her again. Her pants and black panties were wrapped around her knees, making it hard for her to get up and run.
PHAPPP!!!! Thomas swung the belt at her again, hitting her body.
“Sir, it hurts sir …", she was crying hard, tears dropped off her face onto the floor.
“You are a nobody. Relying on the goodwill of others for your education. And now dare show your true colors.”
PHAPPP!!!! The belt hit her across the stomach.
Thomas pulled his underwear down, making his hard cock jump out and hit his big underbelly. The crying girl looked up at him from the floor, shocked to see a thick 6-inch black cock staring back at her under the shadow of the dean's stomach. It's fat foreskin covering the entire black mushroom head. Little drops of his precum were dripping onto the floor as Thomas moved his big body around, ready to lay the belt on her again.
PHAPPP!!!
“You should just sell yourself on the streets, whore. That would help your family. Do you think you are going to get a job and save them from their misery?”
Thomas reached down, grabbing her long hair and started to drag her across the room to the middle seating area.
“Ahh... Ahhh... I’m sorry sir... I'm sorry … please... “, she used both hands to grab his wrist, trying her hardest to reduce the pull of her hair.
Thomas let the girl go, making her fall down onto the lush Kashmiri carpet. His eyes caught sight of her smooth cleanshaven pussy lips for the first time as her legs parted a little in front of him. Thomas smiled.
“Take off your clothes, whore. “
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**End of Part 24.**
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