THE SHARK AND SEAL – TOURISTS IN HELL
Ch. 9 – Getting Her to Move
GARY
“Oh fuck, I’m inside!” Slasher yelled as if he’d just achieved some great accomplishment like world peace. I saw his cock fully seated inside the blonde’s asshole. He began to thrust furiously as she wept. Rex held her tight against his chest. In another mockery of true romance, the musclebound biker stroked her hair while taunting her.
“Oh yeah, bitch, feel that cock deep in your ass. That’ll be number 2 of about 50.” He tucked her head against his shoulder. I could hear her wretched sobs as Slasher pummeled her ass and Rex kept caressing her hair.
A table of hunters nearby called for refills. Out I went with a tray of tequila shots. Once I’d finished serving the table of customers, I turned back to see Slasher clutching the blonde’s waist and fucking her like an animal. He called over to me.
“Hey Gary, can I get one of those?” I nodded and retrieved him a shot. Moments later, I handed it to him. He kept plunging his stiff erection into that girl’s butthole while he took the shot from my hand.
“Put it on our tab,” Rex grunted. He had stopped stroking the girl’s hair and now just had her head tucked against his shoulder. Her face was twisted sideways. I could see her expression. I saw the vacant look in her eyes, a look of pain deepened into agony, agony in turn deepened into numbness for the sake of survival as the girl encased one cock with her pussy and felt her ass mercilessly reamed from behind. The blonde’s pretty mouth widened for a plaintive groan. Her face, red from tears, looked puffy. The tears had finally run their course though. Now she just lay there, resigned to her ordeal, grunting and groaning in time to Slasher’s ass-destroying fucks.
I watched Slasher down the shot in one easy gulp and hand the glass back to me.
“Thanks, brother.”
I took the glass back. As I did so, one sight gave me pause. I looked down and noticed that Slasher’s cock wasn’t just coated in his own pre-cum. It also showed a trace of blood. He had torn the girl’s ass. I wasn’t surprised. Unlike Rex, he hadn’t bothered to put more than a token amount of saliva on his cock or in the girl’s ass before plunging right in.
The pained grunts of the girl took on new meaning now that I realized the true extent of the damage.
As if Slasher had just read my mind, he now shouted out for the other bar patrons to hear. “Yo, looks like I tore this bitch’s asshole. Yeah, you’re welcome, cunt. Now you can consider yourself a real woman and a real PAIN-SLUT. You’re one lucky fuck-toy, gettin’ to please so many Frost Demon cocks tonight.”
The naked blonde hardly registered a response. Her only reply was to whimper pathetically as fresh tears sprang from her eyes.
Rex smacked her cheek. “You heard the man. He tore your ass. You need to thank him properly.” Rex called out to Slasher. “Hold this bitch upright and make her show some gratitude.”
The overweight Latino man leaned over and pulled the girl up against him. He snaked one arm around her belly, the other arm also around her torso but higher up so that he could cup and squeeze one of her breasts. His body rocked into hers as he spoke into her ear.
“Say ‘Thank you for the ass-fuck Sir. This worthless slut deserves to have a bloody ass.’ Let me hear you say it, whore.”
The girl sat limply astride Rex’s lap now as Slasher ass-raped her. Rex looked up, admiring the view of those big tits before his gaze slid down to the sight of her pussy clamped around his cock.
“And while you’re at it, tell that bitch to move her hips and stop sitting there like a dead fish,” Rex bellowed.
Slasher’s lower arm slid up higher. He grasped the front of her neck, squeezing, choking her as he hissed, “You heard the Boss, bitch. Let’s hear that thank you and let’s see you start to participate. No one likes a limp doll. We like our fuck-toys eager to please.”
When she still seemed halfway comatose and unwilling to respond, Slasher snarled, “Hey Dmitri, grab the belt that Boss was using earlier. I think this cunt needs to have her tits beaten.”
The Frost Demon named Dmitri stepped up and did exactly that. Now, with the borrowed belt in hand, he approached just as Slasher lowered his hands to the blonde’s waist, leaving her big, supple cones fully exposed. Dmitri lashed that leather right across her jiggling breasts. The girl’s eyes snapped wide as she squealed and the loud THWACK of leather pounding flesh filled the bar.
“Keep going.”
Dmitri struck again. Again, the gorgeous blonde’s squeal erupted, this time even louder.
“AAAAYYYY!!!”
“Tell me what I need to hear, cunt.” Slasher thrust his pelvis against her backside again. I could imagine that cock fully embedded in her ruined anus. Now the belt came down to pummel her right across her right nipple.
“AAAAYYYYYY!!! Please!!!” the blonde cried out, finally snapping fully from her comatose state. A fresh torrent of tears glistened on her face. “P-please I—th-thank you. Th-th-thank-uuuu-ugh!!!” Her words cut off as the belt struck her tits again. She realized she had to be faster, and now her words came out in a babbled, semi-coherent rush. “Please-thank-you-for-the-ass-fuck-Sir-this-worthless-slut deserves-to-AAAYYY!!!!—have a bloody assssss!!!! EEE!!!”
The girl got the words out, but not before Dmitri sent the belt smashing against her breasts two more times in quick succession.
“She said thank you, but the bitch still isn’t squeezing my cock. Keep beating her until I feel her clamping up harder around my dick,” Rex ordered. Dmitri’s next blow landed across her belly. She jerked and let out a powerful scream.
“EEEEE!!!!”
A few moments later, I heard a grunt of satisfaction coming from Rex. Staring at the scene, I realized why: the naked blonde was now moving her hips, gyrating on the biker’s lap. Her tits swayed in time to her new gyrations, her cunt sliding up and down the biker leader’s shaft.
“Fuck, now that’s more like it, cunt. You’re learning,” Rex groaned. He lay back, hands pillowed behind his head, and just enjoyed the glorious view. I could imagine the sensations he was relishing now, the blonde’s cunt muscles tensing up around his manhood. She did all the work and he just lay there and enjoyed the fruits of her labor.
Meanwhile, I could sense Slasher nearing his bursting point…
END of CH. 9