Raylee-4

She shut her eyes just in time to prevent the cum from soiling her eyeballs, but the thick, hot cum dripped all over her complexion, the cum stained her skin with his foul seed. She never felt so shamed and humiliated, her face covered in drying cum, her mouth fouled by the terrible salty taste of his semen.
He took his dripping cock and made her stick her tongue out so he could clean it. She licked it reluctantly, but she was beat into submission, taking the slippery head of his cock into her mouth as she sucked and licked it clean. He made her take the full shaft, her tongue working to make it slick with her sweat, cleaned of his cum before her let it slip from her mouth.
“You’re a good mouth fuck, Raylee.”
She was glad it was over; Raylee hoped they would go and leave her alone to suffer her shame.

She hated that she had high ceilings and exposed beams. The other man came into the room and helped the one that had just finished off in her mouth. They rearranged her in the most unexpected and degrading manner. She was strung up like a dead cow in a packing plant. Her hope that she was finished was gone the minute they strung her up by her ankles. Her bound body was stretched out, her head two feet from the floor. Her hair hung down, her head already grew dizzy as the blood rushed to her head. At least her body wasn’t bowed painfully, but her arms were pinned behind her. She knew instantly that the other man would take her mouth this way; the height of her mouth was convenient for his cock as he stripped off his pants and shorts until his cock bobbed in front of her face. It was just a long and thick as the other man’s cock. She knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until she choked on his cock and swallowed his cum.