Donna is a force of nature. In her professional life, he, Donald is flight crew, but as soon as the work day is finished Donald transforms into Donna. Donald is king and caring, nothing is ever too much trouble. Donna is a bitch, and a very horny one at that. Most of the time she is happy to bottom for well endowed lads, but now and again she likes to switch. Tonight she had Gary in her sights.
"Ooohhh wow, I won the prize," she gushed, "Oh hope you can make this baby do his thing again." Flicking her fingers under the meatus of Gary's substantial cock.
"Fucking leave me alone you freak!" Yelled Gary.
"Awww baby, I won, you have to fuck me now." Donna whined.
I'd rather fuck a duck than you," Gary screamed at him, "Now let me out of this fucking thing."
John appeared as if from nowhere. For a big six, three man he could move remarkably silently.
"What's all the fuss?" He asked.
"Let me out, you're a bunch of fucking pervs, let me go or I'm going to the police." Gary shouted.
"Ok pal," John said, suddenly very seriously indeed. "Firstly, what are you going to the Police with? Secondly exactly what do you think you agreed to when you came here tonight?"
Gary wide-eyed looked around the assembled faces and gulped as he had no answers to John's questions.
John held up the 'contract' Gary signed on entering the club. He shook it in Gary's face and said, "Maybe next time you decide to get your rocks off, you might like to actually read what you were asked to sign. Let me enlighten you. One! You agreed not to disclose your knowledge of the existence of this club. Two! You agreed that your payment of fifty pounds stirling was a guaruntee of your acceptance of the following terms and that failure to comply with terms would result in a forfeit of twenty five thousand pounds. Three! You agree to have sexual contact in any commonly accepted form with any member who requests such. Four! You agree to partake in any and all activities in the confines of the club as shall be determined by the owner or the club president. Five! Failure to comply with rule four will automatically result in a penalty of twenty five thousand pounds. Six! You agreed to any and all activities in which you are engaged may be video recorded or photographed and used by the club owner as they see fit. Gary lad, you agreed to those terms and signed a legally binding document to say so. You lad are up the creek with no fucking paddle!"
Gary looked aghast. "I can't afford 25K. This is insane!"
"You agreed to those terms, it's here in clear writing and that I believe is your witnessed signature. Now be a good boy and get ready to fuck Donna,"John snarled at him.
I'm not fucking that!" Gary spat at Donna.
"That's not very nice, you nasty bastard, but if you won't fuck me, I guess I'll have to fuck you," Donna giggled.
"You can forge...." Gary started, but never finished as his hands and feet were suddenly released as Jed and John dragged him off the cross and over to one of the flogging benches.
Gary was bent backwards over the bench so that his cock pointed upwards. His wrists and ankles were manacled to the legs of the bench so that he was helpless and unable to move.
Donna came forward and ran her hands over his body caressing his still hard cock, Viagra having done it's work, and cupping his balls.
Gary was screaming all kinds of threats, not that anyone was listening to him, as Peter moved into position with the video cam.
"Ok Donna, the floor is yours," Peter said.
Donna took Gary into her mouth and started to work his cock with more than a little enthusiasm. Despite all his anger and frustration at being restrained, Gary moaned with pleasure.
Jed stood by Gary's face and slowly wanked his cock for the video before moving away. Gary glared at him and started to speak, but whatever he was about to say was muffled as Marie the barmaid climbed onto his chest and pushed her pussy into his face. Gary didn't do anything, but the video footage was clear as it could be, here was a man licking a PVC clad dom, whilst getting sucked off by a sissy.
Now it was Donna's turn and being almost seven feet tall she had no problem straddling Gary's cock and lowering herself to allow him to pentrate her well lubed anus. Peter and Elaine, buzzed about like flies making sure to get every piece of the action.
Donna fully impaled herself on Gary's rock hard penis and started to roll her hips with him buried deep inside her rectum. "Oh my god this fucker is big," she whimpered, fuck he feels awesome."
Donna rode him for a long time moaning and crying out in the throes of sexual pleasure. Gary for all he tried to resist couldn't fight the sensations any longer and started to thrust his hips to meet Donna's movements.
It was Marie who climaxed first in a frenzy of moans and cries she squirted all over Gary's face, her finger nails digging into his belly and her mouth clamped on Donna's face. She cried out with the sheer passion of the scene and climbing off proceeded to lick her own juices from his face.
Climbing off Gary, Marie grabbed Donna's solid cock and started to wank the transvestite off over Gary's stomach and chest.
Donna started panting and then suddenly bellowed as her orgasm took her over the edge. Sperm sprayed from Gary's cock over his stomach as Donna reached the height of her climax. That proved too much for Gary and with his balls tightening he too orgasmed pumping ribbons of his seed into his teansvestite lover.
"Oh fuck nooooo," Gary wailed as Donna lifted herself off him allowing blobs of stick white cum to fall onto Gary's cock and pubis.
Donna moved away and the vicar and his wife rushed in and started to eat the sperm from his body, the wife spitting some into Gary's face.
"Tell me Gary, what do you do for a job?" John said, knowing the answer full well already.
Gary looked at him in disbelief, "What? What the fuck has my job got to do with this?" Gary exclaimed.
"A little bird tells me you are a building site manager, is that correct?" John continued.
"Yes,yes it is, but so what?" Gary gasped.
"Hmmm, well from what I remember working on site, they aren't the most friendly places if you're gay, are they?"
The situation started to dawn on Gary who suddenly stammered, "No, you can't, I mean you wouldn't, Oh fuck!!!"
"That's right Gary, we've got video and stills of you fucking a tranny, being sucked off by a geriatric couple, being sucked by a man and letting my barmaid piss in your mouth, and Elaine over there has your phone and is ready to send our footage to every contact in your phone list, including your mum and dad. Now sonny, just how fucked are you right now?"
Gary suddenly lost his bravado, "Look, no you wouldn't, I mean, shit, no, please no."
"Oh we have your attention now?" Sniggered John, "Well lad I might just persuade Pete her to delete the video if you agree to play ball. Jed here has a real thing for fresh arse and yours looks nice and peachy, and well, I really fancy your girlfriend so I'm going to fuck her and you're going to watch. You got all that?"
Gary deflated like a burst balloon. As reality hit home, he nodded his head in submission. His face was a mask of mental defeat.
Elaine stood over him tied to the bench and sneering in his face said, "I'm going to enjoy this. Have you seen the size of John's cock? Trust me, his leaves yours in the fucking shade, but more than that he really does know how to fuck a girl. Now watch and learn you sad cunt."
Gary gulped hard and wondered just how far this was going to go. He was about to find out.
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