After the second pair of fuckers hosed their jism up Lynda's pussy and asshole, Buck decided it was time to wake her up. First he got a huge beer mug and held it under his cock. He filled it to the brim with his piss. Then he got the smelling salts out of the bar's first aid kit and passed them under Lynda's nose.
Lynda groaned with despair when she came awake and realized her despoiling at the hands of Buck and his customers was still going on. A man pulled off his belt just as she came awake, and a moment after her eyes were open he lashed the strap of leather against her soft tits. The pain almost made Lynda pass out again, but Buck was still holding the smelling salts under her nose. He pulled his knife off his belt and held it in front of the miserable beauty.
"See this, Lynda?" he said pleasantly, as the bound, broken beauty coughed and choked on her mouthful of cigarettes and ashes. "Ever wondered what it would feel like to get a real good fuck? Your cunt's not good for shit, you worthless cow. Maybe this could make your dead ass a little hotter. What about it, Lynda, this look like the kind of cock that could make you real hot?"
"And chew those cigarettes up and swallow them!" Pete shouted, stabbing Lynda on the point of her chin with a swizzle stick.
Lynda gagged as she chewed on her mouthful of cigarettes. She watched Buck's knife with wide, frightened eyes. The men called her filthy names while she ate the cigarettes. They urged Buck to knife fuck her. Wads of spit splattered all over Lynda's face and tits. By the time Lynda swallowed the last of the cigarettes her mouth felt numb and her stomach felt as though it had been filled with poison.
"Kill me!" she cried, watching the knife as it dipped down into the satiny valley between her big tits. "Kill me and get it over with! It doesn't matter anymore!"
"I might kill you all right," Buck said with a smile, pressing the tip of the knife into Lynda's creamy tanned skin just hard enough to make her wince with pain. "I might just fuck you to death. But killing you like this would be too fucking easy. You've made a lot of people suffer for a long time with all your queen-of-the-town bullshit. You've got a lot of paying back to do before that fucking score gets settled."
With that he pushed the knife a little harder until it just broke the skin. And then he pulled the blade down the center of Lynda's lean, long body, over her stomach, into the plump mound of her cunt and right to the edge of her swollen, jism-drenched pussy. A man got so excited that he shot his load, stepping in close so that he could bathe Lynda's beautiful face with his jism. As the slushy cock filth slithered over her cheeks Lynda started crying again, her whole body shaking with the force of her grief.
"Time to decide, Lynda," Buck said, teasing the tip of the sharp knife over Lynda's swollen pussy-lips. "Does this look like the kind of cock that could really make you hot?"
"Buck!" the luscious landlady screamed. "I want to drink your piss, Buck! I want to do anything you want me to! Please let me drink your piss! Anything, I'll do anything you want! From now on I'm yours! I swear! I'll do anything you want, Buck!"
"Tell me you love me," he said with a sneer, winking at his buddies.
"I love you, Buck!" Lynda whimpered. "I love you!"
"Ask me to fuck you," Buck said, closing the knife and slipping it into his pocket. "Tell me that you're cumming just thinking about me fucking you."
"I am, Buck," Lynda whispered. The men laughed harder. More of them spit on her. Lynda's face was dripping with their spit now. "I'm cumming just thinking about your big, hard cock. Please fuck me with it, Buck. Please!"
"In the ass?" Buck asked, picking up the huge mug of piss. "You're cumming thinking about me ripping your dirty shitter with my big cock?"
"Yes!" Lynda cried. "You've got the biggest, sweetest cock in the whole world! Please fuck my ass with it! I'm curing just thiniting about it!"
"Then let's do it," Buck said. "Untie her hands, boys. Lynda, here's a big frosty glass of my piss. Drink it down and I'll fuck your sweet big ass right off."
Lynda cried like a lost child as she clamped her delicate hands around the giant mug of piss. Buck slotted his huge, dripping cock against the tiny bud of her ass and started pushing. As she took her first sip, his massive cock-head popped into the loosened ring of her asshole and Lynda spilled piss all over her face. She swallowed her first gulp while Buck fucked his whole cock into her torn, bruised asshole.
Buck's piss tasted bitter and salty and vile. As her first gulp of Buck's piss washed down her throat, Lynda gagged uncontrollably. Revulsion at what she was doing and the horrid taste of Buck's piss overwhelmed her. Her stomach revolted, and before Lynda could stop herself she was throwing up.
The men laughed at her as she vomited. More spit hit her, some landing in the glass of piss she was going to have to drink. When she had finished and turned her face weakly back toward Buck, Grady wiped up the mess with a filthy rag, then rubbed it all over her face. Lynda almost threw up again as Grady smeared the filth all over her.
"Pretty," Buck said mockingly, fucking his huge cock in and out of her ravaged shit-chute. "So pretty. Now drink the rest of my yummy piss."
Lynda did as she was told.
Buck fucked her hard and fast, driving his cock into her so savagely that men had to hold Lynda to keep her from being knocked over the side of the bar. Her tattered shitter turned with the friction of Buck's hard cock fucking deep inside her. She could feel the moist channel stretching wider and wider, and she wondered if it would ever be the same again. The jolting of the brutal fuck caused Lynda to spill piss all over her face, but Buck didn't seem to mind.
And slowly, terribly, something started to change inside her. Buck's piss still tasted so foul that Lynda wanted to vomit with every gulp she took. His monstrous cock still hurt her tiny shitter so badly that she couldn't stop shivering, that she felt as though her back was being broken. But it was starting to excite her, too. Slowly, impossibly, the stab of Buck's cock up her ass was starting to turn her on.
Lynda iiftedher long, sexy legs andwrapped them tightly around Buck's muscular ass. She gtilped his piss as though it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. Her pussy was squirming and dripping, and her cockclogged asshole flexed around his ruining cock as though it wanted to squeeze every ounce of jism he had out of his balls and deep into her body. Her tiny cries of pain transformed themselves into grunts and moans of pleasure.
"Tell me you love it, whore," Buck said, fucking his cock into her asshole as though he wanted to fuck it out through her full-lipped mouth. "You're turned on, aren't you, landlady? Say it so everybody can hear."
"I love it!" Lynda moaned, drinking down the last of Buck's piss. She turned the mug upside down and let every last drop of piss splatter between her parted lips. "I love your cock, Buck! I love your piss! I love it! I can't wait until everyone fucks me!"
"Such a good little slut," Buck whispered. "Such a beautiful little slut. And such a big girl. You're the sexiest bitch this town has ever seen, Lynda big tits, big ass, and the sweetest little face a man could ever want. And you belong tome, don't you?"
"I do, Buck!" Lynda moaned, pulling Buck tight with her long legs, flipping her ass up to meet every thrust of his huge cock. "I'm your whore, Buck! I'm your slut! You're going to make me cum! Oh shit, you're making me cum!"
"You're making me cum, too, Lynda," Buck gasped, grinding his cock savagely into her shitter. "And I'm not going to cum in your big sweet ass. I'm going to cum in your hot little cunt."
Lynda cried with disappointment when Buck yanked his cock from her asshole. She shrieked with ecstasy when he buried it to the hilt in her cunt. Her climax hit her like a speeding truck. She went into convulsions, writhing and twitching wildly. She dropped the mug and grabbed her tits, tearing and twisting at the big, silky mounds until she caused herself to bleed.