on it a certain allowable price, from which the owners repelled. So, we went up to the third floor, entered a spacious apartment of four rooms. Wallpapers everywhere were bright, bright, pleasing to the eye. A renovation was made here, a new wiring was carried out, a rather expensive parquet was laid, there was elegant furniture. Yeah, they did not earn sickly.

I took off my shoes and jacket and my client's wife and I went to look around the apartment. I looked around the hall, bathroom, kitchen, one of the rooms where they equipped a study for her husband. His name was Anatoly, and his wife Svetlana, both of them were about twenty and some. Then we looked at the couple's bedroom. There was a large wide bed, the walls were a darker tone, the furniture was only a large wardrobe and a few chairs. A husband entered the bedroom, he was carrying glasses with juice in his hands. I drank the juice, it turned out to be apple. After a couple of minutes, my eyes clouded, my head was spinning and I fell into oblivion.

I woke up when I was already handcuffed to the steel headboard. I was still poorly aware of everything, but I felt a slight coolness and realized that without clothes. Sveta walked with a camera around me and filmed. The husband was undressing, in front of him were some tools on the table, as I later understood, for BDMs. Lord, what is my punishment for? Twice fall into the hands of rapists! Such a few people will endure, you will not wish this to anyone.

- What are you doing? Let me go! - I screamed.
- Shut up, you fool, the walls are still soundproofed, so shout, do not shout, no one will hear you.
- No, what are you doing! Please, please do not! - I lost my composure and tears flowed in my eyes.

Not paying attention to my screams and moans, Anatoly undressed and his long, thick member was ready. Svetlana set the camera on a tripod and put it near the bed. Anatoly climbed onto the bed and sat between my legs. Sveta smeared my crotch with some kind of cold liquid and Anatoly entered me, quite roughly, sharply, with one push. I screamed and tried to push him away. But nothing came of it, he squeezed my buttocks with force and crushed my stomach to the bed. Having entered me completely, almost tearing my vagina, Anatoly began to make forward movements with his pelvis, which caused my chest to turn, teasing the rapist’s imagination. He now laid a little on me and took my right breast into his mouth, caressing his swollen nipple with his tongue. Sveta, meanwhile, perched on a chair and masturbated herself through the thin fabric of her panties and moaned dully, however, without tearing away from us a blurred look.

I was hurt and ashamed, he literally burned me from the inside. The feeling of a huge dick inside was a great inconvenience and pain, sometimes the head was touching the uterus, which made me move and shrink. When the rapist began to approach the finish line, he began whipping me across the face, kneading my chest and pinching my nipples, pouring curses at me. He quickly pushed his pelvis, then convulsively sighed and sperm poured into me, enveloping me with his warmth. Anatoly took out my penis and got out of bed.

It is the turn of Sveta. She tore off her clothes and pounced on me. She sat on my stomach and poked her fingers in her mouth, wet from her discharge. She rubbed her vagina on me, leaving marks on my stomach. Then she sat on my chest and began to rub her vagina on my face. From her there was a pleasant peculiar smell, which is why I got very excited like never before, even though it was out of place. Anatoly, meanwhile, washed me and dried me dry, but then my lips swelled and became wet.

- Wow, yes you seem to like it! - said Anatoly and turned off the camera, reloading it.

Sveta became some wild, her eyes burned with fire, a predatory smile froze on her face. She kissed my face, licked it, then went down, caressing my chest and stomach.Then he lay down in position 69, forcing me to caress her tongue. She was also shaven, so my tongue slid over the soft and velvety skin. Sveta took my lips in her mouth and sucked them, then the clitoris, licked the entrance to the vagina and put her tongue in there and making movements, as if she was me. I started to moan, orgasm was coming. Whenever she touched the clitoris, I shuddered and squeezed my legs. After a while, the peak of bliss came and we both finished, with Light moaning loudly and cursing. Then she got up from me and wiped her mouth with a towel.

There was a break of 20 minutes, while they put themselves in order. Then they unfastened me from the bed, but my muscles did not obey, my legs and arms were wadded. They put me on my stomach and Anatoly entered me from behind, but not in the ass. Sveta lay on her back, spread her legs wide and laid my head between my legs. Anatoly fucked me just as rudely, causing me to move me with pushes and I moved with him. Sveta stroked my head, whispered sweet words, then suddenly slapped me in the face and scolded me. Everyone moaned loudly and my shame suddenly faded into the background, I was no longer ashamed, and it was as if I was involved in the process. Anatoly slapped me on the ass, talking something. Sveta moved her legs, pinched my chest and begged me to quickly get her to finish. When the apogee of bliss came, Sveta kicked her feet and finished violently, filling my face. Then she lay under me and put her head under my ass. There she caressed her husband's testicles, protruded her tongue and rubbed against him. In this position, we spent almost a quarter of an hour, ending time after time, each time more and more rapidly and completely.

The final stage was copulation through the ass. Anatoly had Sveta through the ass, and I was lying on my back and Sveta was caressing me. Lord, how flat is the line between morality and shame. I was raped, and I felt good. This is not correct, no. Sveta was getting tart pleasure from it, as she put it while she was fucked. Was captured by the perverts, for what?

The end of this story is sad. They threatened to kill me if I told someone. His father is an influential person and the matter will still be closed. But they ordered me to go back to them occasionally to repeat what they had begun. They filmed all this on camera and then sold it. I was like a crowd, but not like the main character.