Continue to Go along with the thugs' plan
From Create Your Own Story
You stand up from the hood, semen dripping from you onto the car and the pavement. The other two thugs approach you, one on each side. The one with the knife holds it near your face as he starts to rub your ass and mumble something about prison in spanish. The tall african american thug starts to rub your tits through the corset, sliding his hand down across your stomach and over your thighs. He then grabs the knot of your hair and pulls your head down, doubling your over to come face to face with his large cock. You try to look up at him and he jerks your head.
"It aint going to suck itself bitch" he exclaims as the other two thugs laugh. You hear the thug behind you spit and feel a cold sensation on your ass, followed by the feeling of his thumb entering your rear. You squirm uncomfortably and the tall thug in front of you jerks your head again. "Are you listening or not?"
You open your mouth and he pulls you forward to stick his cock directly into your mouth and down your throat. You gag a bit and he starts to move his hips, fucking your face. You simultaneously feel a smallish cock wedging it's way into your ass. You probably look like a pig roasted on a spit and you maintain to keep your balance as the thug behind you grasps your waist and starts to thrust into your ass.
The only sound in the garage for the next few minutes is your occassional gurgling and the sound of flesh slapping on flesh. The italian looks on approvingly as the two thugs use you roughly. Finally the one in your ass pulls out and you hear him moan as he comes, but at least he doesn't get anything on you. You take the opportunity to go to your knees and focus on the rod in your mouth as you attempt to get the tall african american thug off. You swirl your tongue around and flex your throat on him.
"Yes" he grunts as he explodes deep in your throat. "Fuck yeah bitch, swallow it all". You try to comply, but he keeps moving and there is so much that you gag. He pulls out as drool and cum drip from your mouth onto the cold concrete in a puddle. You stand and attempt to straighten yourself out as the thugs chuckle and high five.
"Man you are one hot piece" says the italian as he tosses you your thong. He pulls out a key card and hands it to you as well. "Why don't you go in this door and find the bathroom. Clean yourself up nice and then get get down to the lab and talk to the professor about a job, or come back up here if you want. We'll probably be here when you get off and we'll be ready for another round... I'd like to see those tits next time as well" he says sinisterly as he eyes your chest.
