Mikey was sold. She'd probably had him at hello but he almost knocked her over in his enthusiasm when she promised she'd go ass to mouth. The only thing she would have changed if she'd had the power to was that he was pulling her hair. She hated that, but it helped her keep focus on what was happening. She wasn't having fun here, this was a rape. She wasn't supposed to be enjoying the thick cock sawing in and out of her backside. She wasn't supposed to be biting her lip to keep from crying out. Kate wasn't supposed to be feeling her stomach start clenching, gathering up for her orgasm but all of those things were happening. It was just that Mikey's cock felt so good. She would have given him the satisfaction of knowing she was enjoying this if it wouldn't have drawn attention to her. The constant tickle of the grass beneath her breasts reminded her that she was in public. That any moment someone, someone she knew might walk over and see her with her ass the air being fucked by a man that wasn't her husband.

Then it happened and she couldn't help it. Her orgasm slammed into her gut as hard as a fist. It rocked her entire body and the pleasured cry she'd managed to keep in her throat until then burst free into open air. Kate didn't care who heard it, it didn't matter right then. What mattered was riding that orgasm to its peak. Her fingers dug into the grass pulling up clods of dirt each time she pushed back against Mikey's cock chasing the magic spot that he'd hit before and pushing him to his orgasm at the same time.

As the orgasm waned and washed out of her system Kate rested her head on her folded arms and sighed contently forgetting for a moment what was happening. She was reminded when each of the other men took their turns adding their spunk to the mess gathering in her ass. She was lucky enough that they gave her a second orgasm before they'd each had their turns.

"Wow, you made it pretty far doll. Most girls can't handle getting fucked in the A by a group of guys." Ken gloated. "But this here, only one woman has ever managed. Pop a squat." Confused Kate did as she was told. Ken grabbed the cup partially refilled with piss and slid it beneath her. Disgusted Kate glared at the man but she didn't wait for him to tell her what disgusting thing he wanted from her. Instead she clenched her stomach forcing the semen five men had deposited in her bowels out and into the cup.

Kate's face contorted of its own will. It had been degrading enough to drink their piss, but now it had light brown globs of semen floating in it. It looked of all things like a pervert's lava lamp frothing and constantly changing its flow. "Please don't make me do this." Kate whispered looking up at Ken hoping for a glimmer of humanity.

What she received was proof that evil did exist. No human being could possibly have spoken the way he did. He wasn't angry, or threatening. It didn't even seem like he was excited to see a woman debase herself. For him this was just business no more interesting than purchasing a gallon milk. "I'm not making you do this. You can leave and you'll have all of tomorrow to say goodbye."

Tears welled in Kate's eyes but she grabbed the warm cup brought it to her lips and gulped down the foul fluid. "Is that all?" She whispered trying to keep the contents of her stomach in place.

"Yes. Oh tell your husband to check out the video online. He might like what he sees." Ken wiggled a cell phone camera and walked away.