Matchmaking Trap- Chapter 4

In fact, the feeling of such a forceful invasion of her sex excited and aroused her completely. This was precisely the sort of man who turned her on the most: a powerful and domineering guy with few inhibitions. She loved being ravished by such a strong fellow. 

While this happened to Deanna, Donna busied herself giving Justin a blowjob. The radical was getting more excited by this experience, as was the she-male. However, the man started to wonder about what it would be like to fuck this babe’s tight hole. After all, a woman’s period didn’t make her ass bleed. 

“Take off your skirt and bend over, slut,” he finally instructed Donna. 

“No, I’m on my period. I don’t fuck when I’m on the rag,” she refused.

Deanna would have added her objections, but she was too busy getting her pussy reamed by Erich’s hard manhood. He made sure that she didn’t try to stop now by pinning her to the bed. There was no way that he would let her interfere with his “comrade” getting laid.

In spite of herself, Deanna found this roughness so stimulating that she came at last. Encouraged by that fact, the German pounded her cunt longer, determined to spill his juice inside her. He slammed his meat into her several more times, until he emptied his balls into her sex. 

Even though she was satiated, Chad’s fiancée still didn’t move to rescue her ex-beau. She was too exhausted at the moment to do more than watch with mixed emotions as Justin, impatient with Donna’s hesitation, pulled out of her mouth and removed her skirt.

As the transsexual hadn’t worn panties that night, it was obvious to everyone in the room that something “extra” was present. The fully erect dick, at its unimpressive 4 inches, was a proverbial “smoking gun”. Both men stared for a second and then grinned at each other. This particularly frightened Deanna and her old flame. What did those grins mean?

“Bend over the fucking bed, bitch. This is your LAST warning!” Justin screamed at Donna.

“You still want to fuck her?” Deanna inquired, stunned at this decision on the terrorist’s part.

“Yes. She still has THAT hole available and I want to fucking get laid! You deceived us! For that, you should be punished too, but Erich here doesn’t have more than one load a night. Your penalty will be to watch your friend here get it up the butt, with no lube by the way,” the Puerto Rican announced.

“Well, you broke the agreement,” the lady complained.

“You’re one to talk about dishonesty! Next time you want to go out with a she-male, let the men concerned KNOW that she is a tranny! You never gave us a chance to decide if we minded! You need to be taught a lesson, you sanctimonious tramp!” Erich declared.

“Hold her down, amigo,” Justin told his friend.

The German gangster was happy to do what his partner asked of him. He even removed his belt from his pants and used it to restrain the woman as her paramour prepared to take a cock up the ass. To make sure that she didn’t squeal, a sock was shoved into her mouth. Erich then pulled out a Luger and pointed it at her head. 

“Shut up, spread your cheeks, and let my friend here enjoy you! Otherwise, I will blow this cunt’s head off!” the mobster threatened Donna.

The tranny obeyed, since she still loved Deanna and didn’t want her to die such a gruesome death. The initial thrust of Justin’s cock was worse than she feared, since there was no lube. The she-male felt as if she were being impaled on a stake like the victims of Vlad Tepes. It made her half-wonder if the man was gutting her like a fish. The feeling reminded her of the scene in Braveheart where Mel Gibson’s character was disemboweled by the English during his execution. 

There was no attempt by the revolutionary to be gentle with her. He brutally ravaged her, taking her butt hole with no compassion or mercy. The more furiously he rammed her, however, the number she became to the agony and the more she relaxed enough to appreciate the pleasure of the dick in her backdoor. Even so, she was certain that her ass would be too sore to use for a few days. 

Erich laughed as he watched his partner bugger the poor transsexual so roughly. She was being raped and sodomized, but she actually liked it now. That hardly shocked him, though. Things like that happened in Berlin a lot these days, especially in the “leather culture” of gay men’s night clubs. He ran a few of those establishments, though solely for profit and fronts for his criminal activities. Sadomasochism was quite a popular lure for his businesses. 

“Your friend loves it up the ass. I can tell that she delights in the pain and forcefulness of the act. She is what patrons of my bars would call a ‘bottom’. That suits her, especially given where she is taking it right here! She loves to be hurt and controlled. I hope that she finds a man who can give her what she wants. In the meantime, however, it’s Justin’s job to punish her,” the German taunted Deanna. 

A moment later, the terrorist finally shot his load into Donna’s butt. The two men laughed as they cleaned their dicks and got dressed again. Even though the she-male was still hard, they made her put her clothes back on, then untied her lover and told her to do the same. 

“We are done with you sluts! I hope that you have learned not to trick men in bars when it comes to sex. In the future, honesty would be the best policy,” Erich joked. 

“Si. Comprehende, muchachas?” Justin broke into his father’s native tongue. 

“Comprehende, senor,” Deanna agreed, glad that her 2 years of high school Spanish weren’t wasted.

“Good. Now, get out, both of you! Vamos!” the Puerto Rican commanded them.

Without even protesting that Donna needed to cum, the frightened pair left the room and hurried back to the bar. They weren’t very drunk, so they got in the car and raced back home. They both feared that the two men might change their minds and decide to kill them. They seemed a LOT more dangerous than at first and neither lady would put murder past them. The hard-on stopped being a problem by now, since the she-male’s fear caused her to go limp again. 

The event had nevertheless taught them something else, which they agreed to mention to Chad and Roberta. Donna didn’t need to be a complete female to attract men. A tranny like herself still had something to offer them, while being able to help the man of the house satisfy his favorite women. Donna would hopefully get to keep her cock and even cum on occasion, although that would be up to Chad’s discretion. Of course, the she-male would probably have to earn it by servicing the master’s cock, but that wouldn’t be an issue anymore. 

Provided that Chad didn’t murder the two rapists and end up in prison, the future should be just fine, Deanna thought. Now if I could just find a new skirt to replace the one in which I peed on myself during the assault. Chad will want sex after hearing about this and he won’t want his fiancée smelling like piss. I don’t mind sharing him with Roberta, but I will NOT let her have him to herself on this night or any other. Once we’re done with that, I’ll propose a meeting of the minds and try to give Donna back the privilege of cumming.

End.