The Shark and Seal – Tourists in Hell Part 8 by gaggedKitty23

Ch. 8 – Sasha’s Brutal Love

GARY

“UUUuuu!!! Nnnn!” Ricky tried to resist, but Sasha’s lips captured his and soon she was cum-swapping with her tongue halfway down his throat. She kept kissing him while jerking his cock for a good minute. Finally, she drew back with a mischievous wink.

“Now, let’s see if I can ride this big boy. Oooh, look at your big, horny dick. I think it needs some PUSSY.” She wetted her fingers with her tongue and proceeded to wet her own cunt. Now I watched with an eagerness matched by the rest of the bar as the slender brunette grasped the base of Ricky’s manhood. With her ass facing him, she now lowered herself onto that helpless cock. Ricky let out a pained wheeze and then a sharp cry of pain as the girl began to fuck him.

“What’s wrong, bitch-boy? Ooh, is that busted-up knee a bit sensitive?” Sasha asked with vicious glee. As she reached out with her hands, clutching his legs for leverage, she bounced her skinny ass at a slowly quickening tempo. Each downward slam of her pussy to encase the poor man’s prick resulted in shockwaves of pain flying up and down his body, making his chest heave and his bad knee twitch.

There was something especially sadistic about how Sasha was able to wring such pleasure from the helpless man’s pain.

Just as I was watching this, the man in the black biker vest returned with a hammer in his fist. He strode up to Sasha and knelt down to hand it to her.

“Here you go.”

“Thank you. You’re such a gentleman,” Sasha said, giving him a heated look as thank-you. She looked over her shoulder and brandished the hammer with one hand.

“Listen up, bitch-boy – if you CUM without my permission, you know what happens? I’ll give you a hint. Come without my permission and this hammer is going to have a playdate with your balls. Understand?”

Her dark eyes stared at the stricken pretty-boy with murderous intent.

“Y-yes. AYY!” the pretty-boy’s answer went up an octave. He screeched as his knee protested with Sasha’s latest gyration.

Sasha frowned. “You pathetic excuse for a man. Can’t even take a little pain, huh? Maybe you need some training.” Saying this, the pale brunette twisted around. Now she faced him. She slid her pussy down to engulf the length of his six-inch shaft, grinding on top of him. But now, even more brutal than I thought possible, she brought the hammer down on the man’s belly button.

She didn’t hit with her full strength. She swung hard enough though. The man shouted and twitched beneath her. The pain from the blow to his belly radiated outward, creating even deeper agony in his broken and bruised ribs. Sasha brought the hammer down again. He screamed.

“YYYYYYAAAAA!!!!!!”

I watched as her cunt lips maintained their snug grip, humping Ricky’s captive cock. The strange contrast of pain and pleasure continued as she rode his cock and bashed his stomach with the hammer. The pain was so great that he actually tried to leap up and attack her, but two of the Frost Demons leapt down and pinned his arms to the floor.

“Hold him down, boys. Yes, just like that.” I watched that beautiful feminine body keep grinding atop the man shouting and screaming beneath her and counted myself lucky that I had never done anything to piss off Rex’s woman.

Coming back to my senses, I sheepishly pulled up my jeans and rebuttoned them. Get back to the counter. You have a fucking bar to run I told myself. Plus, I didn’t want to get any more involved in whatever was happening here… things were getting darker and more violent by the minute. Just as I turned to get my ass back to the counter, I saw Gallagher release the blonde. She collapsed onto her knees, sobbing, and she gaped at the brunette fucking and beating her fiancé.

“NO!!! Please stop! Stop hurting him!” she shrieked.

Rex turned to the audience. “Look at this ungrateful bitch. She gets her pussy filled and all she can do is bitch and moan and complain.” He reached down and grabbed her by the hair.

“Listen up, you stupid piece-of-shit whore – until you’re happy to have all your holes reamed, until you’re happy to be beaten and watch us beat and fuck the hell out of your fiancé too – until then, I don’t consider you to be properly contrite for your earlier actions. Now let’s give you something to worry about besides your precious future husband.”

After he said this, he motioned at one of his other Frost Demons. He was a heavyset Hispanic man who everyone called ‘Slasher’ due to his penchant for knives. Next, Rex called two other Frost Demons over to hold the girl. Lastly, he laid down on the floor. He motioned to Slasher again.

“You take her ass while I fuck her pussy. Let’s get some double-penetration action going and fill this fuck-toy’s holes.”

Slasher’s scarred face broke into a grin. “Sounds good to me, Boss.”

Now Rex snapped his fingers at the other two Frost Demons. “All right, bring that slut over here. Help her get that pussy busted. I had her ass, now I want to try out her other prime fuck-hole and see what the fuss is all about.” A very sated Gallagher gave his leader a thumbs-up.

The blonde didn’t seem so thrilled though. Jamie struggled and sobbed. She fought the two men as much as she could, but she only got slapped and punched for her trouble.

“Stop resisting, bitch. Make it easier on yourself or I’ll break your face,” one of the men growled. Finally she went limp. Her eyes were vacant as the two men made her straddle their leader. They forced her sex down onto Rex’s cock. Rex groaned with satisfaction as her cunt clung to the sides of his cock like a silken glove. The two men took some torn-up clothing and tied the girl’s wrists behind her back. Then they bent her forward so that she lay chest-to-chest with her rapist.

Rex reached a hand down to cup the girl’s back. It looked like a romantic parody, the way he hugged her to his chest not because he cared about her but because he wanted her asshole exposed and ripe for the taking.

“Get in there, Slasher. She’s all yours.”

Slasher hadn’t wasted any time. The slightly rotund yet muscular Mexican now stood naked, his 9-incher stiff and ready for action. He was almost as thick around as his boss, too, which didn’t bode well for the blonde’s ass not getting torn. She had been lucky not to bleed after the first anal fuck. I didn’t hold out any hope for her this time.

Slasher knelt behind the girl and his gloved hands stroked those smooth, sexy ass cheeks.

“Oh yeah, can’t wait to split these sweet butt cheeks with my cock,” he growled with anticipation. He spit on his cock and then spit in her asshole. He then wedged the head of his shaft in that distended opening. It was still stretched from her earlier rape. A low, keening wail erupted from the girl’s lips. In the background, her husband-to-be’s shouts rose in time to Sasha’s bouncing ass cheeks as she rode his shaft and hit his belly with the hammer.

Yep, this night was going to be brutal. I had a feeling the Frost Demons would take things further than I’d ever seen them take things before.

END of CH. 8