Two young tourist couples pick the wrong biker gang to mess with.
THE SHARK AND SEAL - TOURISTS IN HELL
Ch. 6 – Blondie Between a Rock and a Hard Place
GARY
He turned back toward the furious coupling in progress. The blonde had her big tits crushed against Gallagher’s chest while the 900-lb gorilla of a man kept bouncing her on his cock. Now, as Rex approached, the girl had the presence of mind to sense impending doom. She glanced over her shoulder.
“No!! Please don’t hit me!” she squealed. This of course made Rex give her the first blow with twice the force he might have used. Rex was a psychotic asshole like that. I watched as the leather connected with the smooth skin of the girl’s lower back. She let out a hideous wail. It took a moment for me to realize why. He hadn’t led with the leather – he’d lashed her directly with the metal of the belt buckle itself.
“You like that love-tap, whore? There’s plenty where that came from,” Rex growled. He lashed her across the back again, this time with just the leather… but not out of any sense of mercy or ‘going easy’ on her. No, I could tell he was toying with her. She screamed again, expecting the bite of metal along her back. Terror combined with the unknown to just heighten her agony.
But just when it didn’t seem that things couldn’t get any worse for the unlucky slut, the two men found a way.
“Maybe if you stop crowing about how much you’re loving that cock, maybe I’ll stop beating you, bitch,” Rex shouted.
“AAA!! O-o-oH-kaaay! Pleeeaase!” the blonde screeched as the third blow landed.
But moments later, Gallagher gave her an impossible choice.
“Did I say you could stop, stupid cunt? You keep telling me how much you LOVE my cock impaling your worthless little fuck-hole or I swear I’ll fuck you in the ass even harder than Rex did – and this time I’ll tear your asshole. Which is it gonna be, huh bitch? A beating or a bloody asshole? You decide.”
I couldn’t see the girl’s face, but I could imagine the horror that must have shone in her eyes. I heard her whimpering with indecision, broken up by fresh sobs, her body trembling while her pussy once more slid down to engulf her current rapist’s shaft. That ass had never looked sexier as I watched her bouncing on Gallagher’s meat. The welts already starting to form on her lower back were like a savage painting starting to trace its way across her once-unblemished skin.
With a deep cry of pain and despair, the blonde felt the fourth blow of the belt – buckle-side out – bite into her flesh.
“What’s it gonna be, cunt? Last chance. If you haven’t reminded me about the joys of my cock embedded up your twat by the next time the Boss slaps that belt across your back, I’ll bend you over the bar and give you the anal pounding you deserve,” Gallagher promised. He lifted her up and brought the girl slamming back down onto his stiff erection. I could see pearly-white pre-cum seeping from the seal of the blonde’s cunt lips – cunt lips which were still red and swollen from the beating Rex had given her pussy earlier. Now the biker’s thick pre-cum oozed from their joined sexes and begin sliding down Gallagher’s cock all the way to his testicles. That man was almost ready to blow.
Just before Rex’s next strike, the blonde managed to eek out a few semi-coherent words.
“I—l-love your big cock in-s-side… in-side meeee-AAYY!!!” Her babbling turned into a shriek as Rex’s leather lashed against her left ass cheek.
Caught between a rock and a hard place – raped and beaten at the same time. That poor tourist bitch and her little sister and their two pretty-boys may not have deserved the fate that my bar full of Neanderthals had in store for them, but one thing was for damned sure: They had made their bed by fucking with the wrong people, and now they were going to have to lie in it.
“AAAYYYY!!! I…LOVE…ugghkk!!...UGH! y-y-your COCK!!! AYYYY! NooO!!! Please STOP! You’re KILLING ME!” The blonde’s fresh cries, interrupted by sobs of despair, filled the bar while her cunt kept gripping Gallagher’s cock and sinking all the way down his vein-engorged meat.
“Yeah, hit her harder, Boss. She squeezes my cock perfectly whenever she feels the belt,” Gallagher groaned.
I watched as Rex raised his fist for another strike.
“AAAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!”
The girl shrieked bloody murder as Rex lashed her other ass cheek, her cunt hugging cock in the throes of her pain.
I just happened to glance now at the two purses and wallets which Rex’s Frost Demons had dumped on the counter after relieving the tourists of their clothing. The biker thugs had already gone through the purses and wallets to remove anything valuable. Curious, though, I pulled out the older girl’s purse and pulled out the driver’s license.
Jamie Reynolds, age 24. The cunt and her sister were from Florida. I wondered what had brought them up here in late October, to freeze their asses off in the middle of nowhere. We had the occasional hardcore tourist who was hellbent on seeing polar bears or whatever, but I did wonder.
The fresh cries of the dirty blonde pulled my attention back.
I watched Gallagher impale her on his cock again. The belt slammed against her back. The dual cadence now dovetailed together – Jamie’s cries from Rex’s lashes and Gallagher’s mighty cunt-impaling tool of a cock. Clearly the bitch had decided that saving herself from a bloody ass was worth the punishment to her back.
“AAAYY!!! I l-oooovvvee! OH FUCK! UUUGGHH!!!! Please---n-noo more! I l-love your cock. F-fuck me harder. EEEEE!!! Make him stop!!”
Rex paused long enough to survey his expectant audience. Jeers and loud cries of encouragement still hurtled toward him from the various tables.
“Flay the skin from that bitch’s back! Make her pay!!”
“Give her the beating she deserves,” another man called out.
“Make the cunt scream louder!”
Rex’s shout rose above the din.
“Did you hear that, gentlemen? This shit-for-brains slut was actually begging my man to make me stop.” He glared at the girl’s back. “That’s not how this works, you dumb bitch. I’m the boss here. I call the fucking shots. You want to beg for mercy – there’s only one man to beg it from. Me.”
As he said this, Rex launched another devastating strike, this time against the blonde’s left ass cheek. It jiggled from the force of the blow as a fresh cry tore from the girl’s lips. Meanwhile, her cunt lips slid down to encase her rapist’s cock for another bone-jarring, balls-deep impalement. Her arms tightened around Gallagher’s neck as she held on for dear life and tensed up for the next blow.
Not much could have taken my eyes off of the action unfolding, but then the impossible happened. Something did. A beautiful woman now walked toward the front of the bar. Male gazes swept to her like she was the source of all gravity.