Biker Week Part Ten - Free Erotic Story

  When she came to, Amanda tried her best to crawl out of the stench

in which she found herself, but was unable to drag her naked body more

than a few feet in any direction, because of the handcuff on her ankle.

I felt for her, and wanted more than anything in the world to be able

leave and to clean her up and get her off the cold floor, but there was

nothing I could do.  Unable to leave the seat I was chained to, I was

sitting in my own mess.

     Exhausted by the rough treatment, the drugs and the booze, Amanda

soon fell asleep there in the floor, and before long, I, too, found

myself drifting off.  I awoke several times during the night to find a

man or two had returned to the garage to have another crack at Amanda,

fucking her mouth or ass or cunt, as my wife enthusiastically urged them

on.

     Some time close to dawn, I was aware of Lizzie bending over Amanda

and gently washing her body.  At least one of them had some decency.

     I know what I was hoping and praying would happen on Saturday, but

I was sadly disappointed.  No one came in to release us and send us

home.  We weren’t rescued.  The nightmare continued.  The bikers had a

new “slut” to use, now, and they had no intentions of letting her go

before the weekend was up. Besides, the whole scene was made even better

by letting the slut’s old man watch the whole thing.

     When I awoke the next day, it was to the roar of motorcycle

engines. The sun was well up in the sky and the garage was already hot,

filling my nose with its pungent odors of oil, sweat, booze, urine and

sex.  Lizzie, or someone, had covered Amanda with a blanket and I was

relieved to see that.  I had slept fitfully, with all the comings and

goings during the night, in addition to the awkwardness of being chained

in a sitting position on the old bus seat.

     Bronk was the first to enter the garage after I awakened.  He was

his friendly, cheerful self.

     “Well, you fuckin’ bastard, did you like the way we used your old

lady-whore last night?  I hope so, you turdfaced shit, cause you ain’t

seen nothin’, yet.  Oh, and by the way, the rest of the gang is here,

today, and we’re all set for a 3-day party!  We’re gonna let you stay

and watch, but if my ole-lady gets involved, you keep your fuckin eyes

off of her, you understand?” He kicked my left leg with the toe of his

boot as he asked the question, causing me to grimace with the pain that

ran through my body.

     When he had finished greeting me, Bronk moved over to Amanda and

woke her by stripping the blanket from her and crawling between her legs

and fucking her.

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