The House Guest

Sophie didn't hesitate to follow Nicole's instruction, her mind swirling with conflicting emotions. Was she complying out of guilt for betraying Nicole for the last few weeks, or was there a part of her that was genuinely enjoying the humiliation and abuse? She couldn't quite decipher her own motivations, but one thing was clear--she was undeniably amenable to anything Nicole suggested.

The room filled with the sounds of Sophie's fingers vigorously penetrating her own asshole, the slick and wet noises mingling with her breathless moans.

"She's really going for it, isn't she?" asserted Nicole to Rory, her words accompanied by a mischievous smile. "I hope she can keep this energy up for the entire shoot." Rory chuckled in response, his tone filled with a mix of amusement and anticipation. "She's insatiable, she can go for hours."

Rory's gaze remained fixed on the captivating scene before him, his anticipation growing as he wondered when Nicole would invite him to participate. Sophie, driven by her desire to please Nicole, didn't hesitate to push herself further. The addition of her fourth finger presented a challenge, momentarily stealing her breath, but the exhilaration and satisfaction that washed over her made it all worthwhile.

"You are doing remarkably well," enthused Nicole. "I can see why Rory calls you his favorite pornstar." The words, though laced with a sense of objectification, sparked an unexpected surge of desire within Sophie. She was acutely aware of how much she craved Nicole's approval and validation, even in this degrading and intimate context. "Why don't you proudly display to the camera just how far you have stretched yourself," Nicole suggested, urging Sophie to showcase her newfound flexibility and resilience.

Sophie eagerly used both hands to showcase her impressive gaping openness.

"You should be incredibly proud of yourself," Nicole acknowledged, her tone genuinely impressed. "That is quite a transformation!" Sophie beamed at the compliment, grateful for Nicole's recognition. "Thank you," she responded graciously.

"And I don't think we have reached your limit yet, have we, Sophie?" Nicole asked rhetorically, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But let's save that for a future video, shall we?"

The suggestion that today's escapades were only the beginning of an ongoing journey with Nicole and Rory sent a thrill of excitement through Sophie's body. Decency and inhibitions were momentarily cast aside as she embraced the liberating experience of surrendering to their desires.

"I think it's about time you joined her, Rory," suggested Nicole with a playful tone. "But let's get you out of those constricting jeans first, shall we?" Rory's eagerness to comply was evident as he almost stumbled in his haste to undress, struggling to remove his tight jeans with an endearing clumsiness.

"Keep the belt nearby, Rory," suggested Sophie as he finally removed his jeans with a struggle.

"Let me capture some close-up shots of your beautiful lips, Sophie," explained Nicole, her voice laced with a mix of admiration and anticipation. "Pouty and seductive, that's it. Now, lick your lips slowly, teasingly." Nicole's direction guided Sophie's movements, coaxing out a sultry and alluring expression. "That's perfect, Sophie. Now, let your tongue playfully dance across your lips. Wonderful." The camera captured every intimate detail, as Nicole skillfully documented the sensuality and desire that filled the room.

Sophie moved toward Rory, but Nicole stopped her before she could touch his erect cock.

"Not that side," indicated Nicole, her voice firm and commanding, "Sophie can start from the other side." Her words carried a subtle tone of dominance, as if asserting her control over the situation. Sophie obediently followed the direction, moving around behind Rory. Nervously, she looked toward Nicole, seeking reassurance. Nicole recognized the hesitation in Sophie's eyes and asked, "Haven't you eaten his ass before?" Sophie shook her head timidly. "Then you are in for a treat," replied Nicole, her voice filled with anticipation. She turned to Rory and added, "Make it easier for her, Rory." Demonstrating complete comfort in the presence of these two women, Rory slowly bent at the waist, widening his stance, and reaching back to spread his muscular ass cheeks.

Sophie needed no further encouragement from Nicole as she wholeheartedly embraced this novel act with her customary enthusiasm. The evident pleasure in Rory's reactions only fueled her desire to explore this new experience with even more intensity and passion. Her lips and tongue became bolder and more exploratory, eagerly delving into this unfamiliar territory with a mix of curiosity and excitement.

"I want to see the lust in your eyes, Sophie," exclaimed Nicole, her excitement growing as she witnessed the intensity of the scene unfolding before her. "Imagine you are engaging in a deep and sensual French kiss," she encouraged, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and pleasure.

As the scene unfolded, Nicole's attention turned to Rory. "Rub her face in it, darling."

"Tell the camera where your tongue is, Sophie" urged Nicole

Pausing for a moment to reply, Sophie responded, "It's in your husband's asshole."

Nicole's excitement overflowed as she exclaimed, "That's it, Sophie! Show the camera just how delectable and irresistible it is. Indulge in it as if it's the most delicious thing you've ever tasted. Show me how hungry you are for his beautiful asshole."

"Rory, turn around," Nicole insisted firmly, and he swiftly spun on his heels to face Sophie. Sophie, still on her knees, her face glistening with saliva and adorned with smudged makeup, gazed up at Rory's cock with a mix of awe and desire. Her unbridled adoration and overwhelming longing were evident in the depths of her lust-filled eyes.

"It's beautiful, isn't it, Sophie?" Nicole stated.

"It's the most breathtaking thing I have ever laid eyes upon," she replied, wriggling with unbridled excitement and anticipation. Her tongue traced her moist lips, heightening the intensity of her desire.

Sophie's hands reached forward, eager to touch the cock that had so profoundly affected her. However, before her hands could reach their destination, Nicole abruptly intervened. "No hands, Sophie. Place them behind your back," she commanded. "He is going to fuck your mouth, like he fucks your cunt." Sophie complied instantly.

Rory's gaze fixed upon Sophie as her mouth beckoned him, her tongue teasingly protruding. But in that moment, he detected a glimmer of desperation in her eyes, accompanied by a fervent plea. "Promise me," she implored, her voice filled with raw need. "Promise me that you won't hold back. Your pleasure matters more to me than my own comfort. Promise me." Rory's response was silent yet resolute as he nodded once, affirming his understanding of her plea. Without further words, he let his actions communicate the depth of his commitment.

"You heard her," Nicole's voice resonated with unyielding authority as she addressed Rory, fueling the fire of his dominance. "No mercy, no limits, Rory. Make me proud." Her words hung in the air, charging the atmosphere with a potent blend of desire and expectation.

Sophie's gag reflex was immediately put to the test. "Hold it all the way down," Rory implored, his voice laced with unwavering determination. "Just a bit longer," he urged, sensing Sophie's efforts. Nicole, aware of Sophie's progress, added her words of encouragement, "That's it, all the way to the balls. You're doing great." Her voice carried a mix of admiration and support.

Nicole continued, her tone coaxing, "Stick your tongue out, Sophie. Extend it as far as you can." Sophie obeyed, feeling a surge of adrenaline fueling her determination. As she nodded in the affirmative, her body instinctively gasped for air, the intensity of the moment taking hold.

"Let's go all the way back down, Sophie, and let's see just how long you can hold it this time." Rory urged her to surpass her previous limits.

Sophie's journey had started with a passive role, guided by Nicole's direction to just be a vessel for Rory's pleasure. However, as time went on, she transformed into an equal partner in every movement and activity, matching Rory's efforts with her own fearless determination. Her confidence grew, and with it, her connection and interaction with the camera deepened, allowing it to capture her vulnerability, and the unfiltered authenticity of her journey.

Sophie discovered her own agency and voice within the shared experience. She willed Rory on further, meeting his effort and creativity with her own unwavering commitment. With each movement and challenge, she gave as good as she took, embracing her own desires and pushing her boundaries.

Despite the constant choking and the visible signs of strain, Sophie's selfless determination remained unyielding. Thick streaks of mucus clung to her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her breasts, but she refused to let it deter her. Instead, it fueled her desire to push herself even harder.

Choking and gasping for air, Sophie's body instinctively pulled away from Rory's relentless push, her need for a momentary respite apparent. In response, Rory slapped her face twice in close succession. The slaps were intended to provide a jolt of motivation and reignite her focus, and they had their intended effect. Her eyes filled with admiration for Rory's unwavering dominance, recognizing his commitment to pushing her beyond her limits.

Nicole cheered Rory on, and understanding Sophie's need for continued encouragement, Rory responded each time she sought a respite by offering increasingly firmer slaps across her face and on her bare tits. With each slap, Sophie's resolve deepened. The sound of the firm slaps was amplified by the dampness of Sophie's skin, soaked in a mixture of sweat and mucus.

As Sophie desperately grasped for air, Rory's strong grip and unwavering determination held her firm, ensuring she held on for those few extra rewarding seconds. With his encouragement pulsating through their connection, Sophie found the strength to persevere, her body still breathless from the exertion. Her eyes welled up with tears, and a growing amount of mucus escaped from her mouth and formed bubbles from her nose, but her determination remained unwavering.

Rory's continued slapping of Sophie's face and tits served confusingly as both a reward for her endurance, punishment for any lapse or rest, and motivation to continue pushing forward.

Occasionally, feeling that Rory's slaps lacked sufficient intensity, Nicole took matters into her own hands. Determined to demonstrate the venom she believed Sophie needed, she took her own turn, forcefully, slapping Sophie's already reddened face, the mix of saliva and sweat soiling her palms with every sharp contact.

"Please don't stop," Sophie urged, "I need it".

"I could watch you do this to her all day," explained Nicole, and tapping her camera she added, "and I will, but enough foreplay. Rory it's time to fuck her. You want that don't you, Sophie? You want my husband to fuck you as I watch?" Sophie remained quiet, but turned onto her back and positioned herself provocatively, her legs spread wide, and her response to Nicole's challenge was clear.

"Spread your legs wider for me, Sophie," ordered Rory. "Wider than that." Sophie gripped her ankles and demonstrated her youthful elasticity, extending her legs like a gymnast. Rory rewarded her flexibility with a series of stinging spanks on her stretched pussy. Through her grimaces, she thanked him sincerely for each slap and kept her legs stoically apart.

"If it hurts, Sophie, you should rub it better," suggested Nicole. Sophie's hand descended in response, driven by a potent mix of desire and exhibitionism. "That's right. Play with yourself for me." Nicole whispered, her camera trained on Sophie.

Sophie continued, each caress of her beautiful cunt, a fearless testament to her unwavering self-expression. As Nicole's grip on the camera loosened, her focus became entirely consumed by Sophie's enchanting presence. Even as Sophie's climax reached its intense peak, her gaze remained locked on Nicole, with hardly a blink, their connection unbroken.

Nicole looked at Sophie, her voice filled with desire and intensity. "Is that what you want, Sophie?" she began. "Do you want me to join you on the bed and put down the camera?" Sophie maintained a wordless and emotionless stare, her touch growing more aggressive as she fingered her pussy again. "Is it my turn to experience pleasure from you, Sophie?" Nicole demanded, her voice cracking. Sophie's refusal to answer only heightened the intensity of the standoff. Electricity crackled between the two as Sophie's masturbation grew more vigorous and Nicole slowly lifted the helm of her short skirt.

"Tell me you want this," demanded Nicole as she lifted her skirt further. However, Sophie remained unresponsive, violently rubbing her clit, engrossed in her personal pursuit of pleasure, maintaining unwavering eye contact with Nicole. "I can see the desire in your eyes. I know you want me. Just say it," demanded Nicole. Still, Sophie offered no reply, even as she reached her second intense climax causing her legs to cramp and spasm while her face flushed with exertion.

"Or would you prefer this?" Nicole asked, extending her hand towards Rory's belt, and handing him the camera. Sophie maintained her silence, resolutely fixing her gaze upon Nicole's eyes, demonstrating defiance. She deliberately remained exposed and unprotected as the belt struck her tender vulva for the first time. The second blow landed with greater force, followed by an even firmer impact on the third strike. Sophie's eyes welled up with tears, and her skin reddened under the repeated assaults. Yet, she remained steadfast, refusing to admit weakness or beg for mercy.

"You know, you look just as tight as Rory described," explained Nicole. "He couldn't stop talking about how snug you are."

Nicole reached down between Sophie's legs with her free hand. "I'm genuinely impressed," Nicole said with admiration, "after spending this time with Rory, you're still as tight as ever."

Nicole's licked her fingers in a slightly exaggerated manner, accompanied by a playful wink. "And just as sweet as he promised."

Nicole paused for a moment, as she playfully expressed, "I almost feel guilty treating such a beautiful pussy so roughly." But she immediately resumed the task at hand, continuing with the belt strikes as ferociously as before.

The spiteful belt strikes alternated between Sophie's twat and tits, growing in intensity with each stroke as Nicole refused to relent and Sophie refused to yield. It was Rory that eventually intervened, indicating to Nicole that Sophie's cunt would be in no state to fuck if she continued. In that moment, Sophie rolled over and made clear that Sophie could beat her ass in place of her twat.

With each strike, stinging red marks appeared, gradually covering every inch of Sophie's bottom. However, she endured without complaint, even encouraging Nicole to increase the intensity of her blows. Nicole required little encouragement, driven by her own enthusiasm and desire to push Sophie to her limits. But, despite Sophie's whimpers, growing welts, and obvious discomfort, she remained steadfast and refused to concede.

Ultimately, it was Nicole's will that succumbed first, and with her eyes fixed on Sophie, Nicole angrily gave her command. "Fuck her hard for me, Rory," adding, "and make it look good for the camera."

Rory reached out with both hands and effortlessly lifted Sophie by the throat, suspending her petite frame in the air. Her adoring gaze showed complete trust, even though she couldn't breathe. Despite feeling dizzy, she made no attempt to break free from his embrace, submitting to him willingly.

Rory tossed Sophie back onto the bed, but his hands remained firmly around her throat, dictating when she could breathe as he begam to vigorously fuck her, his excitement barely contained.

Nicole's commanding presence and unwavering instructions, coupled with Sophie's unrestrained enthusiasm, drove Rory on. With each passing moment, his passion surged, driving him to elevate his every action, leading to an escalating, athletic performance, where his powerful physique became an instrument to fluidly transition Sophie from one captivating position to the next, all at Nicole's behest.

Every movement was imbued with raw energy and precise finesse, a testament to the profound connection shared between the trio. He relished the challenge of meeting Nicole's demanding directions, pushing himself to his physical limits while ensuring every touch and gesture brought Sophie unparalleled delight.

Both Nicole and Sophie urged him on, their desire intertwining as their combined encouragement fueled his determination to go harder and faster, as he harnessed every ounce of strength and effort to please them both. The pleasure he derived from fulfilling their wishes surpassed any physical exertion, as he found profound satisfaction in being the catalyst for their shared ecstasy. The room echoed with Sophie's gasps and moans, a symphony of pleasure that intensified with each moment.

Sophie could feel the building tension in Rory's muscles, a telltale sign of his arousal and approaching orgasm. The connection between them was so intense that she could almost taste the moment when he would lose himself in the overwhelming waves of pleasure.

But just as she thought he was about to reach his peak, Rory surprised her. With a newfound burst of energy and control, he adjusted his pace, savoring the anticipation and prolonging their shared ecstasy.

Amidst the changing energy, Sophie abruptly halted Rory, her expression now filled with teary, downcast puppy-dog eyes. She gazed at him, her desperation on full display, and pleaded with him, "You are still going to fuck my ass, aren't you?" The air grew tense as she awaited his response.

In a simple yet reassuring manner, Rory replied, "Of course I am." Sophie's pitiful expression instantly transformed into one of joy and anticipation.

Rory immediately transitioned as promised, removing his cock from her creamy pussy and with the help of more lube, sliding into her already stretched asshole. He immediately threw himself into the moment with an intense and relentless fervor, eager to explore the depths of Sophie's resilience. However, he soon discovered that he had underestimated her unyielding determination. No matter how forcefully he fucked her, how wholeheartedly he exerted himself, Sophie continuously pleaded for more.

Nicole screamed at Rory to push even harder, driven by a shared desire to delve deeper into Sophie's capacity for abuse. Yet, amidst the frenzy, Sophie remained a calm and serene figure, seemingly untouched by the situation.

Rory's pride hinged on his ability to break Sophie, but, her spirit and capacity for tolerance seemed boundless, unwavering in the face of Rory's relentless aggression.

Nicole found herself in awe of Sophie's resilience. As their eyes locked, Nicole discerned a profound longing within Sophie's gaze, an unspoken desire that resonated deeply. "Are you ready for me now?" she asked.

Sophie, on the brink of tears, exhibited an intense longing for Nicole, her desire reaching profound depths. With a tremor in her voice, she whispered, "Yes, I need you." Nicole's warm smile conveyed reassurance as she moved closer to Sophie. Sensing a shift in the atmosphere, Rory began to slow down, but Nicole insisted he continue, affirming, "She doesn't want you to stop; she needs us both."

Nicole playfully lifted her skirt, and pulled her panties to the side, revealing her luscious thick pubic hair. With a seductive step, Nicole placed one foot on the bed and Sophie, with Rory spitefully fucking her from behind, accepted Nicole's teasing invitation and devoured her cunt.