Finally to her relief she heard him grunt his loudest and felt him squirt fluids into her body. He only made a few more strokes and she was relieved when he let go of her hair and pulled his cock free of her body. She collapsed on the table.
She foolishly closed her eyes exhausted and relieved he had finished. But before her heartbeat returned to a normal rate Holly suddenly felt a bandage start to wrap around her eyes and the back of her head forcing her to keep her eyes closed. She felt it wrap multiple times more and then the sensation of wrapping stopped but left her unable to see.
She then felt bare legs once again touch on the back of her butt and thighs. Before her mind comprehended what was happening she felt a hard cock begin to push inside her.
“That’s my good dirty filthy pain slut, you’re not even close to sore enough to stop yet. You need to hurt Holly. You need to ache and be sore. I know because your body responds. You know your body continues to respond. Feel him moving inside you Holly? Listen to your voice moaning, feel your lungs breathing harder, feel your heart beating faster. Your body’s not ready to stop yet Holly.”
“Don’t think Holly, don’t question just experience it Holly. I know you’re sore but your body is still responding. Feel the cock stroking in and out of you deep. You’re swollen and raw but you’re still responding even with the pain because you’re a dirty, filthy, pain slut Holly and your body wants, no needs more. Just accept it Holly, accept what you feel and who you are. Your mom is happy and proud of how you have responded to my discipline.
She told me you wanted a tattoo Holly. You wanted it even though you knew they hurt just like you want the pain you’re feeling now.”
Holly was so sore and felt so swollen inside yet couldn’t help anticipating feeling it penetrate on each stroke fully inside her. She realized she wasn’t even sure who was inside her. She assumed and pictured in her mind it was the other tattoo artist but with the bandage around her eyes she couldn’t see for sure.
She was pretty sure she felt him cum and definitely felt the cock pull out. She head and felt herself panting, tired catching her breath. But suddenly she felt several hands flip her over onto her back. She could feel the edge of the end of the table pressing against the top of her bottom. She then felt hands grab and lift and widen her legs.
Then Roger’s voice asked, “Your body needs to hurt more Holly.” The second she heard her name she felt a hard cock push back into her so very sore pussy. She tried to kick and swing her arms but they were quickly grabbed and held by strong hands and despite her struggling she felt a cock working inside her once more.
She felt so many emotions, anger, fear, frustration, horror and shame but none of it changed anything. This time she was completely unsure who was raping her, it could be Roger or John, it was unlikely it would be the other tattoo artist as she believed he had just finished. But what she feared most is that it might not be any of the three of them. It could be another man who she had not seen. But she had no way to know.
Her mind was suddenly taken away from those horrific thoughts when she felt her right breast being rubbed in the same way her leg and bottom had been rubbed when cleaned before getting the tattoo. As she had thought she suddenly heard the tattoo gun and then felt it make contact with her right breast flesh.
She screamed in terror at the realization that while she was being raped by someone of who’s identity she had no idea, her right breast was being tattooed with something which she did not know. Roger almost bubbled over with delight at the look on her face.
Her mind was confused with sensation with both the steady moving pain from the tattoo gun while at the same time she was experiencing the steady friction of the stroking in and out of the third cock to rape her in somewhere around an hour.
When the cock inside her withdrew she couldn’t stop crying and was unsure if it was over or would continue. She then felt the tattoo gun stop working on her breast and felt it cleaned and bandaged.
She felt her clothing pulled back up into place. Once it was in place the bandage around her eyes was removed and only she and Roger were in the room that she could see. She was sore and exhausted from the physical exertion of sex with three men. Roger helped her to the car and drove her home helping her to her room with her new ink.