Chapter 8

"Ah-ah! Ah-ah!" Kaylee pleaded. As she suspected, Otto removed the tape and pulled the rag from her mouth. The ring was strapped in its place, and she lay there with her mouth forced open as Otto removed his pants.

"Your cunt looked like it needed a break," said Otto, "and I don't feel like retying you in order to fuck your ass right now, so by process of elimination..."

Kaylee couldn't believe this was happening. Not only was he raping her at will, but he was going to force oral sex on her as well. Otto removed his shirt and climbed onto the bed, straddling her stomach.

"I hope you don't mind if I work myself up a bit first," he said as he placed his meat between Kaylee's breasts and pushed them together around it.

Otto rocked back and forth gently, and Kaylee could feel him stiffen as he did so. Her eyes darted between the head of his shaft and his face, unsure of which was more threatening. She tugged at the cuffs, but much like the last ninety minutes, they didn't budge.

When he reached full erection, Otto released her breasts and began shifting his body upward. At that point, he realized Kaylee's proximity to the headboard was going to be an awkward angle for what he was intending.

"Well, shit," he grunted, "that's not going to work."

He dismounted Kaylee and shifted off the bed. Kaylee sighed, hoping he would move on to something else.

Otto retrieved the handcuff keys from the floor and uncuffed Kaylee's right hand. He maintained a tight grip on her wrists and sat her up, then reached around and cuffed her hands behind her back.

"This should work," he said, climbing back onto the bed.

Standing on his knees, he grabbed the hair on the back of her head and began guiding her mouth to his eager prick. Kaylee whimpered, knowing there was nothing she could do to stop this.

Otto's cock slid inside the ring and pressed against the roof of Kaylee's mouth. As he pressed forward, it rolled over her uvula, and Kaylee began to gag.

"You better relax your throat, and use that tongue of yours more," ordered Otto. "The better you do this, the quicker it'll be over with."

Kaylee pressed her eyes closed and fought every repulsed thought she had in order to comply with Otto's instructions.

Otto, meanwhile, kept his grip on her head and gradually increased the depth of his stroke until Kaylee's nose was pressed into the tuft of hair above his prick. Maintaining his grip on her hair, Otto began rocking her head back and forth, fucking Kaylee's face like he had done to her pussy earlier. Kaylee darted her tongue over the entire underside of his cock, wanting him to finish as soon as possible so this degradation would end.

At last, she felt Otto swell slightly and knew he was on the verge of cumming. His pace increased, and he began grunting. Seconds later, Kaylee felt jets of hot semen coating the inside of her mouth and throat. Otto pressed her head tightly against his groin as he finished, ensuring Kaylee wouldn't lose a drop.

The ring's presence made it difficult to swallow, and Kaylee didn't want to do it, but Otto was still inside of her, and she was afraid of how he might react to her spewing his cum back at him. She relaxed and contracted her throat as much as possible so she didn't choke on the ejaculate.

Finally, he released her head and pulled out, gasping in appreciation. A small rope of cum trailed from Kaylee's lip to the tip of his cock, eventually breaking free and dripping down her chin.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked.

Kaylee again fought back the tears, wondering if the night could get any worse.