her ear:

- I'll smack you bitch not sparing and just try to dodge, and do not expose your ass. I am like a goat from top to bottom. Did I make it clear?

Anka barely noticeably nodded her head, squinting, sucking a member of the short-haired. An involuntary shudder seized her body.

- Finish faster with her. I already itch my hands to pour it on the first number, - he turned to his comrades.

Anka felt like he was ending up tall. His penis, pulsing, began to shoot portions of sperm inside her, while the big one himself stirred, gripping her thin waist more tightly. Waiting for the end of an orgasm, he got out from under Anka. And they put her on the couch with cancer and continued to fry aggressively in the ass and mouth.

She could not lean on her hands and sucked the short-haired girl practically on weight, with her legs wide apart. He fucked her tightly in her mouth by the hair.

“Where are we going to smack her?” Asked the tall one.

“Right here on the bench,” the guy in the t-shirt replied, pushing the bench into free space.

- Will she shut her mouth?

- No, let him scream, anyway the music is loud.

Anka finished over and over again. She clearly understood that by the end of the day they would not leave a single living place on her, but she could not help herself. Internal fears, ruthless sex and uncertainty, did their work, forcing waves of orgasms to roll with a new force, and wriggle like a snake.

Brunet finished by entering Anka’s ass all the way, pulling her by the hips. And he slowly began to take out his penis covered with a thin, sensual skin of Ankin's razrebannogo anal, waiting for sperm to drain.

She was dragged to the floor, kneeling, forced to lick the members clean and dark-haired. After that, she continued to suck the short-haired dick, bending over and widely spreading the buttocks with her hands, as she was taught.

“I’ll finish now and we can begin,” he assured the others.

- Do ... nipple! Now let's see how she will turn the ass around, ”said the guy in the t-shirt impatiently, admiring the Ankina's apart buttocks and ajar wet anal.

Moment X was approaching for Anka every second. She understood that nothing would save her from whipping. But the experience prompted her to continue to diligently fuck with full dedication, as if nothing was happening. She had already seen before this, how obstinate girls who dared to show signs of insubordination were punished.

- How much will she pour in? - asked the tall.

- I will fight her until I get bored ...

- This is good, - supported the brunette, - whores need to smack regularly.

A member of a short-cut, under pressure, began to pour plentifully. Anka, throwing her head back, stuck out her tongue, swallowed the sperm that flowed straight down her throat, filling her mouth and mixing with saliva. Her depraved pose of a bitch, looking upwards, portrayed complete submission.

- Enough! - a short-haired wiped dick on her lips, - go, lie on the bench. Faster!

He freed, from Anki’s legs, and slapped her on the ass. And the guy in the shirt was impatiently pulling the belt in his hands, waiting for when he could start.

She lay on the bench belly down, and the brunette and tall stretched Anka, and with strong movements they tied tightly to the bench with belts. Anka otbypyryla ass, despite the internal fear. She had to do everything for her rapists to enjoy even her torment. Her personal preferences played no role.

The guy in the t-shirt stood over her and waited a few seconds, swinging his whipping at her ass.

Anka felt the blow, jerked sharply and began to whine. But then she bent again, framing herself under the belt, her back was strained, her lips painfully tightened.

The blows came one after another, the belt cut through the air and left red tracks on Anka's ass.She crawled from the pain in her stomach and breasts over the bench and groaned.

“This is only the beginning, the creature,” said her tormentor with frenzy, delivering another blow.

The others stood in a semicircle and watched contentedly as she jerked and wriggled on the bench.

- Come on, come again. It is only good for her, - encouraged the tall one.

- Yes, put it in good, - supported the brunette, - do not stand on it with her.

Anka could no longer hold back and, opening her mouth, screamed at each stroke, arching. Her eyes were wet with tears that ran down her cheeks. There was a grimace on the face from the pain.

People from neighboring tables, doing their own thing, looked blankly at how a naked waitress was sitting in the back of the room. This was not unusual, although some were interested in how to fight another disobedient bitch on the ass.

Katka passed by with a tray, pretending that nothing was happening.

Anka's ass and lower back were already covered with solid red stripes.

“Do not feel sorry for her,” the short-haired man intervened, “pull out this bitch as she deserves.” You have to thank her.

Another time the belt hit with a swing on the ass. And Anka once again screamed, trying to twist and instinctively free herself. She was already crying out loud, but everyone continued and smacked her, without a break and no end in sight.

Hanging on the wall next to the TV showed bright music videos with naked sexy beauties, the music from the speakers drowned out what was happening.

- Ass sticking out when you tear up, - the guy in a t-shirt ordered her toughly, - you need to be reminded a hundred times, yes creature?

She tried once again to raise her ass from the shop and it hardly happened. And then she received another biting blow to the buttocks. Her whole body burned with fire from pierced pain. The blows fell again and again and again ... and everyone watched Anka roar and twirl her ripped up ass.

Her tormentor stopped:

“Okay, we'll continue this later,” he threw the belt on the floor, “now you will serve me as it should be.”

Stepping over her, taking out a member and taking a sobbing Anka by the hair, the guy in the T-shirt with a force pulled over, forcing her to lift her head.

With the other hand, he took Anka by the hot buttock, pushing her away. And, with a confident movement, he drove his already strong cock into her developed anal.

- Cool nasadil - praised the tall, - show her who's the boss here.

The member began to jerk move in the tortured ass Anka, causing unbearable burning pain.

Anka again began to cry from pain and humiliation, but no one paid any attention to her. And the guy fucking her, began to loudly beat his palm over the flogged buttocks, he liked how she jerked helplessly during sex and twisted her ass.

- I propose to repeat with her in an hour, how are you? - suggested a brunette, - kind of warmed her up well?

“A good idea,” the short-haired man supported, “just come on here, and not here, the situation is more romantic there.”

- Yes, let's roll up little by little, we will continue, - the tall one supported, - and the guys are waiting there. Here they will be a surprise.

The guy in the T-shirt hard fucked sobbing Anka in the ass, pawing her excised body. His cock with stubborn arrogance repeatedly thrust into her anal, but he could not finish. So there everything was slippery and extended.

- Fuck, you have her ass fucked, dick now cum, - he complained.

The rest laughed.

“Well, tense up a little bit,” his short-haired man stabbed.

A couple of minutes, moving at a frantic pace, Ankin tortured into her cumshot, strongly pulling her hair in ecstasy. Some of his sperm accumulated at the entrance to the anal. He pulled out a dick, wiped it on the inner parts of the Ankyne buttocks and fastened his pants:

- Great fun ...

Anka was untied from the shop and put on her feet, they put a leather collar on her and handcuffed her hands behind her back. Attached to the collar leash and pulled out of the bar. The company was going to head towards the nearby buildings located at the edge of the square.

At the entrance to the bar at the post, today worked blonde with redhead, who was punished three days ago.A blonde, sandwiched in the pads, had a guy with cancer, and the redhead on her lap worked as the second number, waiting for orders.

Seeing a few guys taking the leash out of the bar, Anka is naked, all in tears and with traces of strong whipping, she thought:

“It’s not that good for this bitch ... but for good luck to someone else.”

P. S. from the author: Well, don’t worry you so much about Anka) Just think, guys pissed off with her a bit ... The next day she smiled and fucked like a cat again

The story is a direct continuation of another story - "The Adventures of Anka in Hell."