It wasn't the first time Zatanna had woken up bound and gagged. In some ways she was almost getting used to coming up from unexpected 'naps' to find herself tied up. But this would be the first time her eyes opened to the hazy sight of a group of men standing around with lurid smiles on their faces as they eyed her up and down, each and every one of them with their cocks out. Zatanna was much less accustomed to that kind of rude awakening as she looked around in confusion at all the men standing there. A big ball gag shoved into her mouth that her teeth were sunk into a little bit ensured she couldn't do the sensible thing, but having her hands tied behind her back ensured she didn't really have any alternative options anyway, shivering as she looked up at them.
"Oh good, you're awake now," snickered one of the men as he walked up to her, his cock in hand, a few light strokes following each step before he walked up to her and smacked her right across the cheek. "Been waiting for this chance ever since you sent us to Blackgate. We're not going anywhere this time though, and once you're all spent up we're going to cash out on our big heist money and find a nice place to retire. You'll never catch us after that, and you'll get fucked so silly you'll probably be real upset you can't get some more of this dick too." He rubbed it up and down her face as he watched Zatanna stare up at him. There was a fire in her eyes, but she was so defenseless that the fire meant nothing at all.
The other men all raced forward quickly, crowding Zatanna, making her feel their presence and firmness upon her far faster than was even remotely welcome. She was in over her head now, confused and frustrated as she looked around, trying to think her way through a sensible solution to this, but she knew they had her pretty well dead to rights. One of her biggest regrets about having her mouth plugged up wasn't even that she couldn't turn them inside-out with a couple words, but that she couldn't admit that she genuinely had no idea who they were. That would have been a great ego blow, but it was the truth; she fought so many random criminals that if they couldn't bother to be memorable or competent there was no way she could remember anyone.
Nothing she could do but bide her time now, she supposed, as the men hoisted her up off the ground, her legs stumbling clumsily in an attempt to find her footing. She hadn't realized she was stripped naked until that moment as her bare feet scrambled along the floor to find grounding, but it was in many ways the least of her problems as the men lifted her up completely and pinned her between their bodies. Zatanna knew what was coming next, but that didn't make it any easier for her to handle, as a pair of cocks slammed quickly and fiercely into her, making her gasp out in surprise and frustration as the pressure came down swift and fierce upon her.
Zatanna couldn't have done anything to brace herself for that kind of sensation. Having a pair of thick cocks slamming into her with one fell stroke was a lot more than she was built to handle and a surprised cry bubbled up from her mouth as she felt the searing sensation of being double penetrated run through her. It was a swift, intense response, panic heavy within her as she felt the cocks begin to push forward with an aggressive, almost conquering pace, making her twist about in frustration. There was nothing she could do about this for now, and she knew it, left to just hope she could find a way out of this quickly as the men pawed at her body every which way.
Quick, hard thrusts shoved the thick cocks in and out of her with a speed and intensity that Zatanna was wholly unprepared to deal with. Their size was what really tripped her up and kept her tense. Two big dicks forced their way into her, loosening up and stretching out her holes, and the twofold nature of having her ass and her pussy claimed at once meant that she felt extra tight, stuffed full of dick and able to feel altogether far too much raw sensation all at once. Frustration flared up inside of Zatanna, but she was unable to deal with it as the bindings and strong hands kept her still.
"You're not going anywhere," growled the man fucking her ass from behind as he reached for her breasts, giving them rough squeezes and gropes as he leaned in to press a smile right up against her ear. "You're ours for the night."
"Maybe she doesn't want to get away," snickered the one fucking her pussy. 'Maybe she wants to get fucked by some big, strong men who can pound her like the bitch she is." He grabbed her by the hair, tugging on it and guiding her head toward him as he stared into her eyes. "You're probably just a slut underneath it all. You must be happy some real men finally did what you wanted and decided to treat you like an animal."
What frustrated Zatanna was that there was just the faintest kernel of truth to that idea, in the worst of ways. It had been a long period of absolute drought for Zatanna lately; she was just not in a good position in her love life, and this was the first time she'd had anything that didn't run on magic or batteries between her legs in an eternity. It wasn't the nicest feeling in the world, and all these angry men thrusting into her with such ferocity certainly didn't make her feel any better about it, but there was no way for Zatanna to deny that on some very raw and primal level this was exactly what her body had been craving, embarrassing as it was to think. Every tight, tense sensation surging through Zatanna induced a feeling of raw, frustrating bliss that she didn't know how to begin dealing with as it all bubbled up inside of her with an uncontrollable heat.
She didn't exactly like this, but she could have hated it much more than she did.
Through it all the thrusts kept up their aggression, and all the anger and need for vengeance that drove these men kept them moving harshly, kept them active and rising up with an intense, ferocious glee that had Zatanna absolutely floored. Her head spun wildly out of control as she was subjected to their cruelty, as their roughness scratched a strange, depraved kind of itch within Zatanna that she knew was absolutely wrong, but there was no space for sanity in any of what was being done to her, as the thrusts continued clumsy and harsh, bodies shoving tightly against hers, keeping her pinned between their holds and ensuring she wasn't going anywhere until they were done with her. Harsh, quick thrusts into her holes made her whine, made her shiver, and the gag may have kept her from speaking, but it was nowhere near strong enough to silence the whines and moans that bubbled up as the harshness overwhelmed her.
Zatanna was under too much pressure to react in any way but to lose herself. Acceptance shuddered up through her as she felt the harshness hit her, felt the pleasure overtake and tighten up within her, making her cry out in frustration and ecstasy all at once as she lost herself. Her body bucked and twisted about, shuddering under the crushing weight of the intense sensations that hit her harder than she knew what to do with. Her inner walls clenched down around the cocks as the first good, strong orgasm she'd had in far too long did to Zatanna's body things that she was absolutely not eager to feel. Particularly when she dragged the men over the edge and they came inside of her, groaning and shoving forward harshly as they buried their cocks into her and she felt herself pushed even further over the edge of her patience and decency.
Zatanna's feet had trouble settling onto the ground as she stumbled dizzily about, frustrated and confused, not doing anything to help herself as she fell right into the hands of a man who pulled her down onto his cock, impaling her atop him. "Ride me, bitch!" he yelled, laughing and smacking her ass. Her head snapped back and panic set in, but Zatanna knew she had little choice but to do it. And maybe, just maybe, she wanted to. Her body was reacting well to the pleasure, and with some concrete direction she began to squirm and bounce happily, giving up exactly what the men wanted. "Ha ha, you were right! Zatanna's just a closet slut waiting for this opportunity."
The words dug in deep, but as she rode the cock there was little dignity to be found and little hope to do anything but what they asked. She just had to bounce on the dick, hammering onto it and giving him the fun he sought. Her body ached, breasts heaving as she felt herself sinking down low, and the worry of actually giving in to this kind of pleasure and showing to these men a level of want that she couldn't fully deny was becoming a bigger concern for her than getting away.
Another man dropped down to his knees behind Zatanna and sank his cock right into her well fucked and loosened up ass, making her whine again as he tugged her hair and said, "Do all the work." He held in place, and Zatanna had to change her motions a bit to rock back and forth between the two cocks inside of her at the same time, shoving back and forth to make sure that both dicks sank to the hilt inside of her tight holes. Frustration was growing inside of her, welling up hotter and out of control as she gave in to the madness more than she had even the faintest idea how to handle, and she knew that this kind of treatment was only feeding the throbbing madness within her more and more with each pass. Every roll of Zatanna's hips was another push into surrender, another admission of pleasure, and as the moans continued to push through the gag she felt herself absolutely hopeless.
With the bucking of her hips, Zatanna gave up her body to the men just as they wanted her to, giving them exactly what they wanted to her deep embarrassment, but there was nothing now that she could do aside from give in and let them have their fun. Back and forth she bucked, a whining mess who felt like she was abandoning all dignity for the sake of getting into the rough sex she felt, as her ass got slapped, her hair got pulled, and her tits were treated harshly by the greedy, grabbing hands refusing to calm their aggressions down. Zatanna should not have liked this as much as she did, but there was no denying how much she craved this.
Embarrassment throbbed almost out of control within Zatanna as she was worked over so wickedly, but she did genuinely love her sex rough. Especially when she was tied up and pounded raw, although it was never under these sorts of circumstances and the fact they were giving her exactly what she wanted only sent confusing bursts of sensation and dizziness spinning out through her head. She was unprepared for this, forced to give in to something much worse than she was ready to deal with as they kept up their harshness and ensured she was a suffering wreck.
A wreck who crashed with deep, shameless 'delight' into another powerful orgasm, eyes going wide as she moaned in the gag, her body burning up in the suddenness and heat of her release. Zatanna wanted to hate every second of what was happening to her and how her body surrendered so powerfully to this sort of madness, but her body was so tense and the pleasure radiating through her was so powerful that she just couldn't do it. Zatanna gave in, and everything felt better than it had any right to, especially as the cum flooded into her needy, tight holes, making her whine in surprise and buck feverishly back and forth as her body was thrown over the edge. The searing frustrations were so powerful that she felt almost beaten down by it, demoralized and left to just surrender.
Zatanna was offered no time to recover as hands grabbed hold of her and shoved her down onto her knees, bending her forward and shoving into her spent, leaking pussy. She was almost delirious as the swift impatience of these mens' depravity overwhelmed her. Without any time to even think or process being shoved into a new position, Zatanna felt herself absolutely ravaged, bent forward and laid on her face as he was fucked doggy style from behind harshly, her hands squirming behind her back as she lay there and was utterly ravaged. The impatience and harshness were overwhelming, and the more Zatanna felt of the thick cock pounding away at her sensitive hole again the dizzier she became.
"Keep her like that, we'll just take turns fucking her!" someone shouted. She didn't know who. She didn't even know how many people were in this room, how many men were gathered around to indulge in gangbanging her.
"Yeah, let's just keep fucking her doggy style like the bitch she is!" Another yelled. Her body shivered, shame and embarrassment surging inside of her as she was taken on harsher and harder, still completely without a hope of thinking her way through any of this or coming to a conclusion about what was happening that could help her at all. Zatanna could feel the heat now, and with each powerful throb within her, her head spun out a little bit, confusion taking root hotter and harder by the second as she was absolutely trashed by the sensations overwhelming her body. This was not something she knew how to handle, and she had no idea just how bad it was until the cock inside of her tight snatch blew a sudden, intense load.
Cum flooded into Zatanna's needy hole and made her climax again, made her twist and whine and give the men everything they wanted to see. Zatanna was a spectacle to them, a toy, a slut for the night to indulge in and then throw away, and as she shivered in ecstasy she really felt that, especially as one cock pulled out of her and another quickly took its place, her hole treated to another rough fucking from behind, her ass getting smacked at and her body being utterly brutalized.
A train was run on Zatanna by men relishing in the chance to dominate and abuse her. One after another they took turns in her pussy, pumping her full of cum as she knelt there and twisted about in frustration, taking the worst of their treatment and helpless to do anything about it. Her pleasure-wracked body took it 'well' only in that as the sensations tore through her, Zatanna could feel herself absolutely helpless against the harsh touches and ready to surrender so completely to the harshness that she couldn't keep her thoughts straight. Everything was spinning out of control, getting worse and worse as through the haze of orgasms and brutality she found herself so thoroughly fucked that she could hardly mount any kind of sensible mental defense against all of it.
Round after round had pumped Zatanna's pussy full of so much cum she could hardly think, and the men fucking her seemed to know it too. Hands grabbed the bindings at her wrists and undid them, but Zatanna didn't get much chance to enjoy freedom as very quickly she was ordered, "Jerk us off," by one of the men. Still getting fucked from behind Zatanna looked up with a weak whine at the thick cocks she was forced to grab hold of. They throbbed in her hand, and as she tried to gather herself the cock kept pounding her hard enough for her thoughts to spin out of control, her head to throb and her entire grip on the reality around her to feel like it was eluding her. There was nothing she could do but give in to it, even if it was far more than could be asked of her in this state.
With no choice but to keep behaving and giving them what they wanted, Zatanna wrapped her hands around the cocks in front of her and stroked as guided, whining into her gag as she continued to behave for them just as she wanted them to, showing them what they wanted. More laughter followed, smacks against her ass and tugs on her hair from the men who she serviced as even with her mouth plugged up she found a way to handle three dicks at once, kept depraved and embarrassed by the sheer depravity behind everything she was tasked with doing.
It was like jumping through hoops for them. Zatanna could feel the hatred and resentment reach a boil inside of her, fed into by the fact that the big dick hammering her from behind ignited a pleasure so good that Zatanna couldn't entirely hate this. This was a mess of contrasts and frustrations seemingly designed to ruin her day and Zatanna couldn't muster up the faintest hope of fighting it off as she felt the crushing weight down upon her, overwhelming her dazed head and keeping her down low, frustrated, hopeless and forced to just give in with raw acceptance to what was being done to her.
Even worse still awaited the fate of the frustrated, whining wreck of a woman. She just knew it. Pessimism throbbed through her as someone mused, "I wonder what else we can make this submissive bitch do. Seems like she's broken. I bet we could do anything and she'd thank us for it." There was harsh curiosity in his voice, something that set her alight with a raw, burning kind of panic, certain that there was ntohing good to come from that kind of threat. Zatanna wasn't in a position to be able to fight against all of this, and in that helplessness she really felt the pressure upon her now. There was something brewing in his mind, and as the men gathered around her laughed at the idea she knew that things could only get even worse for her still.
But for now Zatanna had more direct worries to consider as she was subjected to the harshness of the mens' demands, getting fucked steadily from behind while she jerked off the cocks in front of her, head spinning as the tight, almost sickening confusion continued to beat her down into frustration and submission. She felt helpless and a little hopeless, knowing and almost accepting that she was stuck there, but not knowing for how long. When would they leave her to be? How many more times could they fuck her before exhaustion finally set in and they left her be? The questions buzzed through her aching head as the throbbing intensity got to her more and more with each harsh slam forward into her hot twat.
Another flood of cum pumped into her pussy without warning, making her yell out around her gag as more cum splashed onto her face from either side. She was unable to fight back against any of this, twisting about hotly and giving herself up to the insanity as she sank a little bit deeper still into everything, confused and frustrated to such a helpless degree that she didn't even feel much shame anymore as her next orgasm ripped through her. Just acceptance. She couldn't muster up any sort of aggression when she was like this, and needed to wait until she had a free moment.
That free moment wasn't yet to come, though, as a hand grabbed her hair and pulled her up high, shoving her cheek right up against a throbbing cock as the man looming over her snickered harshly. "Your mouth is mine now, whore. Keep those hands down between her legs and fingerfuck yourself with my cum, and remember that if you do anything funny with those hands, you'll regret it." A hand tightened around her throat, making Zatanna tighten up, respecting the threat and acknowledging it, frustrated by how much the harshness pressed in tight against her. His other hand pulled the gag out of her mouth, but the tight grip ensured she couldn't breathe, at least until he sank his cock into her mouth and began to loosen it.
He was smart, she'd give him that. Zatanna could have ended this whole mess in a second if she had been able to speak through it, but he'd kept his hold on her throat for long enough to ensure she had no hope of doing that. Zatanna wasn't ready to give these guys as much credit as they were maybe due, because that was smarter than she'd expected, and now she was on the receiving end of a harsh deepthroating, choking on the thick cock forcing its way into her mouth as she stared up in frustration at the man before her. Her mouth was the only hole left unclaimed, but now that was all over, the wet rubber ball gag hanging down like a pendant as she was treated to a new kind of harsh.
But a harsh that, unfortunately, was what her body wanted. Zatanna did as she was told, hands reaching down between her legs to begin fingering herself, working at a steady pace with a needy whine bubbling up in her throat as she began to touch herself. Amid all the loud choking noises she made were moans that could not have been blocked even by the meaty dick; Zatanna was giving them everything they wanted and more without a shred of dignity or decency to help her now.
"That's it. Choke on my dick, Zatanna. Fucking black out on it you uptight bitch. I'm going to keep fucking you until I feel like you've suffered as much as we did getting shoved into Blackgate, and that's going to take a while, but you're not going anywhere." Holding a big, messy handful of soft black hair, he wrapped himself up into a nice handle to hold her head with, keeping her from any sharp or sudden pulls back from his cock to let her unplug her throat. She wasn't going to be able to speak, and he had already worked out in his mind every way he could have possibly countered the effect of her magic as a factor to help her in this. She was helpless here and he wasn't going to give her an inch.
Shuddering sensations made Zatanna shake as she gagged on the meaty cock shoving its way down her throat. She was overwhelmed by the rawness of the thrusts, by the harshness that bore down upon her. The harder he thrust, the louder she reacted, drool dripping from her lips as he kept up his brutal pace. Her head spun, breath coming to her in very narrow little peeks due to the hammering of her throat, which she was sure was entirely by design and helped contribute to her having absolutely no idea how to help herself now.
So she just kept fingerfucking herself into the frenzied, frustrated heights of pleasure she hated sinking down into. Everything inside of Zatanna churned at the idea of getting off on this but as the cock hammered down her throat and her head buzzed the rawness was translating to a pleasure too good for her to do anything else. Zatanna was ready to give in and it felt like nothing could stop her any longer. She needed this and no force in this world could stand between her and getting off, determination burning up as she not only came, but came before the man fucking her face did.
Laughter rose up high as her body bucked and the clear signs of a hot orgasm tore through her; the men knew she was down low and that this pathetic sign of surrender was their gain. More crude remarks and offers to suck their cocks once she was done rang out, dicks smacking against her cheeks as men pushed in to demoralize Zatanna further, make her ache and suffer under the harshness of their touch and their absolutely unending fervor.
Zatanna was appalled by the way she came again, bucking even harder against her fingers this time. She had been fucked so much and to such lows that she was now multi-orgasmic, a mess of bucking, whining bliss who could not stop riding out the heat and fervor that overwhelmed her, right up to the burning height of sensation too powerful for her to imagine. There was nothing that should have felt this good and been so very, very wrong--and Zatanna had no illusions about how wrong this all was.
When finally the man fucking her mouth came, he did so shoving himself balls deep into her mouth, forcing his cock head as deep down her throat as he could for the big finale. Cum gushed down her spasming gullet as he came right into her stomach, and there was so much happening that she felt dizzy as her fingers pressed against the floor and began to clumsily move about, struggling for balance as she felt about ready to black out from a lack of air, absolutely hopeless after being fucked that hard and for that long. She felt ready to break, ready to crumble, ready to completely collapse under it all.
The cock pulled out of her throat, and in the afterglow he forgot entirely about grabbing her throat. As she sucked down a frantic breath on pure reflex, the entire room panicked, someone jamming their fingers into her mouth quickly and yelling, "You dumbass!" as another scrambled for her throat and another still grabbed her gag. The panic was just what Zatanna needed though, as they worried so much about her gag that they didn't notice what her fingers were doing on the floor.
In a second, everything changed. The men found themselves tied up on the floor, thick ropes coiled around their bodies and gags shoved into their mouths, while Zatanna slowly crept up to her feet, clumsy and dizzy, but smiling. In control. On the floor, written in the intermingled mess of sexual fluids that had leaked out of her pussy and toyed with from the moment she began to finger herself lay the words, "sdnib esreveR." A quick push of her will had fixed her situation right up.
"You should have been smarter than that, boys," she purred, stumbling around. "Now then, once I find somewhere to wash up and wherever you assholes put my own clothes, we'll see how well you can pull off your next hot heist when you're back in the rat hole you crawled out of."