"Get those white boy clothes off that bitch." Black Master yelled, pulling out into the street.
"Lay down on the floor and don't fuckin' move or we'll cut you."
Black Master's companions pulled knives from their pockets and approached me. Their dicks bobbed in front of them as they approached me. I quickly laid on the floor of the van, keeping my eye on their blades, wondering what they were going to do to me. One of them straddled my hips and pulled on my shirt, untucking it from my pants. Then with his hands ripped open the front, spraying buttons throughout the van, causing me to gasp with shock. He pulled my shirt from under me so that he could get my arms pulled out of the sleeves. As he did this, he moved his body up onto my chest and his cock bounced against my chin. A few more inches of adjustment and his dick was resting on my face. He yanked my shirt free and positioned his legs on top of my arms, pinning me against the cold steel van floor. One of his hands wrapped itself around his exposed meat while the other pulled on my hair, lifting my head of the floor.
"Open that pussy mouth wide, bitch. Prepare to take your Black Knight's sword."
He yanked on my hair hard, making me yelp with pain. My open mouth was immediately filled with a stiff cock. He was large, probably nine inches long and fairly thick, but no where near as large as Black Master. He pulled my head forward, straining my neck and filled my mouth with his manhood. I thought that his size would be a relief from the monster I had previously but I was wrong. My mouth, not having to accommodate the immense girth, was able to take a lot more length. His head reached my throat and continued pushing forward. I had nearly his whole dick in my head. Only a couple of inches hard rock cock separated my nose from his nest of pubes, my chin from his balls. Even as my gag reflex kicked in, he held steady determined to see me swallow his rod.
"Better relax your pussy, boy. You are about to take it all whether you think you can or not."
My eyes started to water again, wetting the already dry cum on my face. I snuck in a final breath of air before it was cut off by the intruding shaft. His hips edged forward and his hands held tight onto the back of my head. I grunted helplessly against the dick, trying to control my gagging the best I could. I concentrated hard on relaxing my throat and as I did so his remaining two inches of manhood slid into me. He moaned loudly as his sack came to rest on my chin. He ground his hips holding my head tightly against his abdomen, teasing his cock with my throat. Panic rose quickly as my lungs ate up the small amount of air left in them. I needed to breathe soon. I struggled weakly.
"The more you struggle, the tighter your throat is on my dick. It feels so good."
I could barely hear what he was saying. I was fading fast, I was going to pass out. Then suddenly his hands released their grip and the intruding cock slid out of my throat, out of my mouth and my head crashed sharply against the van floor. Jolts of pain flashed threw my head while my lungs gasped for air. I lost my vision and my body went completely limp, unable to control itself. Somewhere distantly above me a voice was talking. Darkness overcame me.
Something rubbing against my face woke me. It was cold. I was cold. I was lying on my stomach now against a steel floor completely naked. Someone grabbed my jaw, forcing my mouth open. I opened my eyes as the black dildo was inserted into my mouth. The reality of my situation came crashing back to me as I looked into the eyes of the one who called himself the Black Knight. He grinned wildly at me. I tried to move my arms and realized that they were bound behind my back. I wanted to struggle but my own will was wearing thin and didn't see the point. He slid the fake cock into the back of my mouth and released it. The mental image of myself was too much to bear. Naked as the day I was born, face down on the dirty cold steel floor, my hands tied behind my back so tight that I couldn't even feel my fingers when I tried to move them and a dildo limply lying half in my mouth and half on the floor.
"Our little bitch is wakin' up. I knew that the faintest taste of cock would do it. Even if it isn't real. You did real well, boy, swallowing your Black Knight's dick. Next time you may want to take in a little more air" he laughed loudly. Black Knight and the other guy went to the back of the van where a seat was set up. They pulled down their pants to their ankle, sat down and stroked their dicks. "Now get up on your knees and crawl over here so we can service ourselves."
I struggled to my knees, having to lay on my side fetal position and then throw my weight to get myself in a doggystyle position. I lifted my head up, letting the dong fall from my mouth, and came to rest on my knees. I was completely exposed to them. They ordered me to walk on my knees toward them while making fun of my cold limp dick. I lowered my head and hobbled on my knees towards them. When I was within range Black Knight reached out his large hands and grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me towards him, shoving my face into his crotch.
"Open that pussy mouth of yours wide."
I did and he pierced my mouth again with his dick. Pulling and pushing with his hands, he made me fuck his rod. Thick drool flowed from my mouth as I concentrated on not gagging and choking.
"Don't forget my friend here." He said, lifting my head off his cock and literally shoving me to the side. His cohort wasted no time, being the only one to not have a piece of my mouth, he grabbed my head quickly and jammed me onto his dick.
"Yea, 'bout time bitch. Suck my meat."
He was about the same size as Black Knight, perhaps a little thicker. He made me orally ride him as he berated me with insults, calling me his slut, his bitch.
