Intern Gangbang 2 by Traci Wilde Page B

tiny seed of fear sprouted deep inside me, but the feeling of her hands on me, binding me, her lips on the back of my neck as she did so was intoxicating. Paralyzing. More than arousing.
    Mr. Powers stepped forward, took my face in his hands and kissed me, hard and deep, tongue slipping between my lips. I moaned into his mouth and then Dragon Lady pulled the ropes tight. She fell to her knees, began kissing along the back of my thighs – sending little jolts of electricity up and down my legs.
    Without warning Mr. Powers ripped my blouse open, then stepped away, left the room. He returned with a pair of scissors. My body trembled uncontrollably now as he cut my clothes away – the blouse, my skirt, then he sliced off my bra. He dropped the scissors to the ground and cupped my breasts in his hands, pinching my nipples.
    I moaned as he returned to my mouth, pressing hard, kissing, tongue slipping inside. Fonda continued kissing along the back of my thighs, her hands playing up and down the front of my legs.
    "Please," I whispered, turning from Mr. Powers' kiss as her fingers played along the edge of my panties.
    "Please?" she asked.
    "Yes, please," I whispered.
    Suddenly, she stood and slapped my ass hard, twice.
    "You do not speak unless we ask you to," she said, her voice now hard. "Do you understand?"
    "What? I—"
    Another smack, this time much harder, from Mr. Powers.
    I looked at him. He smiled, but there was little humor in the grin. That little seed of fear I felt earlier suddenly bloomed.
    Fonda began looping more rope around my arms, not just the forearms but my upper arms, tying them tightly together, then lashing my arms to my body. She wrapped the rope around me several times, looping it around each breasts until she had bound them as well. By the time she was done, I couldn't move my arms at all, and even my breasts were tied so tightly they didn't move much.
    That's when he smacked me again, on the ass, over and over.
    "Please," I cried. "Please stop."
    Dragon Lady grabbed my hair and yanked back, then kissed me, her tongue slipping into my mouth, her other hand on my sore breasts, grasping them hard, playing with my nipples. She let go, slipped her teddy off and let it drop to the floor.
    They forced me to my knees. Mr. Powers undressed, smiling at me the whole time. Finally he stood in front of me, nude, his cock in my face. She stood behind me, straddling me so that the back of my head was against her pussy.
    Then Fonda showed it to me – the strap on. I squirmed, pleaded – I was afraid she was going to put it on, ram it up my ass. I was still sore from last night, from having those cocks inside my ass.
    Instead, Fonda looped the strap-on's belt and around my face, head. One strap she put right over my eyes, so that I couldn't see. the other she wrapped around my face, right above my upper lip and below my nose. The third length of harness she wrapped around my throat. When Fonda pulled tight, the harness squeezed my neck, cut off part of my breath. I panicked, tried getting away.
    Mr. Powers grabbed my breasts, pinched my nipples and pulled. I cried out.
    "Remain still, or I can always squeeze more." He gave my breasts a quick hard squeeze to demonstrate. When he did, another shudder ran through me. My breasts hurt, but his hands there, squeezing, sending pain through me, while I was bound and helpless was surprisingly arousing. I whimpered – I'm sure he thought from pain or fear, but it was from the growing sense of wanting, craving.
    Soon enough Fonda was done. The strap-on was hanging from the back of my head, held firmly in place by the harness around my face and neck.
    That's when Mr. Powers stepped up to me, his cock against my face. I struggled, tried turning away, but Fonda held my head firm in her hands and Mr. Powers pushed his cock against my mouth. I refused to part my lips, but then he pinched my nostrils shut. I held as long as I could, finally gasping for breath. When I did, he shoved his