“Well looky here, I guess Keith’s new bride really is a whore. What’s the matter honey, Keith no satisfy you enough in bed?” Nolan’s grating voice taunted her and both men laughed.
“Get out of here, Keith will kill you for this! Leave now!” she yelled in a desperate attempt. Her arms crossed protectively over her body. The men moved in closer and it was then that she realized they were both naked. Tears streamed down her face and she tried to think of a way to escape. It was too late though, Charles had her by her wrists and was pulling her roughly from the shower.
Pain coursed through her as her shin hit the edge of the door hard. She was naked and wet, still slightly soapy, making it difficult for him to hold. “Get her feet Nolan and let’s take her to the bed, we’ll show her what a REAL Nelson man can do.” Nolan complied and both men snickered together.
“I’m going to tell Keith, he’ll never let you get by with this! You’re evil! Let me go now!” she struggled in vain to get away. The two strong men took her in and dumped her unceremoniously on the bed. She struggled to sit up and looked around, desperate for some means of escape. A sob broke from her as she realized that the cordless phone was in the kitchen and there was no way out of this room but the door and she doubted they were just going to let her leave.
“Now sugar, don’t you fret, I guarantee that you are gonna like what’s coming to you. By the way, you can go tattle to you wussy husband all you like, but who do you think gave us the key to get in here, and agreed to work today when he should be spending time here with you. Yessirree, Keith knows exactly what’s going on. This here’s the price that he pays for going against my wishes.” Charles voice was patronizing and with a sinking feeling, Wen realized that Keith probably did know what was going on.
The pain in her heart was sharp and bitter, how could he allow this to happen? He loved her. She was on her own now and determined to fight every step of the way.
Nolan stood in front of the door, his arms crossed against his massive chest and his hard cock standing out from his body. It was a lewd display and made her stomach turn thinking of what was about to happen. Charles grabbed something from the dresser and Wen realized that it was rope. He pinned her down with her arms over her head, she struggled and fought, but soon her wrists were bound together painfully.
As soon as he moved to go to her feet she lashed out at him with both legs catching him squarely in the chest with all of her force. This only served to anger the big man and he tied her feet even tighter so that one leg was tied to each of the bottom posts, her body lay spread eagle, and her pussy open for the men.
Charles took his cock in his hand then and stroked up and down the shaft a couple of times. “This here’s gonna give you a lesson that you’ll never forget, Yessirree, you’re gonna be begging for my dick before long.”
With that he moved between her thighs. She tried to twist away but wasn’t able to. She watched helplessly as he guided the head of his large dick to her pussy lips. In one stroke he filled her tight hole, the pain was unbearable, it felt like he had ripped her apart. Without giving her time to get used to the feel of him inside of her he began fucking her hard and fast, driving deeper with each thrust.
Before Saturday night, Wen had been a virgin, Keith’s cock was a lot smaller than his Dad’s was and this hurt her so badly. “Look at me you little cunt, watch me fuck you!” When she didn’t comply he reached up and backhanded her across her face.
