Slave gets gangbanged (Story)

Gone was my safe word, and warned if I were to use it I would get a horrid punishment using breast bondage, which he knows I don’t like. He would tightly bind my breasts with bands, get them all purple, hard and swollen, then beat them! I didn’t want that, I knew I didn’t, he knew I didn’t. I was going to do everything I could to please Sir this weekend, I promised myself I would. I put my trust into him, he didn’t tell me what was happening, but all I needed to know was that he would not let me out of his sight, and that I would be safe..

Saturday evening came, I took my time getting ready, nervously trying to apply my make up, trying to get it perfect, all the time wondering what the point was, when I am sure it was going to end up smeared over my face. I wore a short black dress with polka dots, which showed a lot of cleavage, just what Sir requested. I wasn’t allowed panties, as usual, and had to wear some nice heels. Sir arrived to pick me up promptly at 7pm.

He inspected me before we left, wanting to make sure I looked good for him, and that I had done everything he had requested. I looked away as he caught my eye, his hand placed under my chin, lifting it up. “Look at me slut” he said softly, my gaze met his, my knees were feeling weak as I felt uneasy being allowed to look at him.

“I have a fun evening planned for you, are you going to be a good girl?” he said, while brushing my hair away from my face.

“Yes Sir” I replied, with a little excited smile escaping.

“Good girl”

The anticipation was making me wet already, I could feel my juices between my thighs. His fingers crept down me, and under my dress. He smiled at me, as I made his fingers moist.

I looked down, smiling. Lifting my chin again, he leaned in to give me a slow passionate kiss. It’s strange as the softer, and nicer he was being with me, the more worried I was feeling, but the more he kissed me, the more I forgot about the everything else..

A quick punch to my stomach, caught me by surprise and I dropped to the floor winded. Gasping for air, he lifted me up by my hair, my body followed. His hand clasped tightly round my throat, as I was pushed back into the wall, he looked into my eyes, which were having a hard time staying open, smiled and said “Right slut, I think you are now ready, lets go!”

I felt far from ready, all that work making myself look nice, and I now feel like a mess!

I locked up and put the keys in my bag, with my phone and wallet, Sir grabbed it off me, said I wouldn’t be needing it. He turned my phone off, and put the bag in the boot. He ordered me to get in the back and lay down, he passed me a blindfold to put on. Once on, he then put a ball gag in, bound my wrists behind my back, and my ankles together, and covered me with a blanket.

To say I was wet, was an understatement…

I couldn’t keep track of where we were going to, possibly he drove for about 40 minutes, until he parked up. Not a word was said to me throughout the whole journey, and rock music was played loud. He left me in the locked car for a while. When he returned I heard guys talking, a couple of voices I think, the door opened and I did not recognise the voices. I started to panic as I was pulled up out the seat, and hoisted over some ones shoulder, I was bound, so my little wiggles were pointless. They took me inside, un-tied me, and placed me on my knees, I knelt there quivering, not so much of being cold, but more because I was feeling nervous. Footsteps came towards me, and the gag was taken out, and then the blindfold came off. A few couple of metres in front of me stood 5 handsome men, all staring back at me. I became very aware of myself, hair in a tangle, my dress had crept up my thighs, starting to show my pussy. I was blushing, I knew what Sir had in store for me tonight.

Sir yanked my hair to make me look at everyone, I felt so embarrassed, I’m not even sure why, he whispered so only I could hear him..

“I want you to tell everyone what a dirty little fuck toy you are, tell them how you want all your holes to be filled at once, to be taken and used, if I am satisfied then that is what will happen, if not, then it won’t. Your choice.”

I opened my mouth, but words did not want to come out, he yanked my hair, “Do it!” he ordered.

I started to say in a small voice what I wanted, what I had fantasied about, being taken by a group of men, being made to feel powerless, to feel used, beaten and sore, and then forced to take more. Some of the guys started to smile back at me, and I felt like I had done well. Sir got up and left me to join them, “sorry guys, I don’t think she wants it enough, sorry to waste your time” he explained.

Suddenly my voice came to life, I begged, louder, and pleaded for them not to go. I had thought about this for as long as I could remember, I wanted it and I wanted it now. I begged over and over.

Now they were all smiling, Sir said “That’s much better slut, now stand up”

I stepped back as 3 of the guys approached me, I couldn’t help it, they seemed quite domineering, and I really wanted to talk to Sir, but I could see him and the rest walking away. “Come with us” one of them said, “But Sir said he wasn’t going to let me leave his sight” I responded, I went to walk through between them, but was picked up and taken into a bedroom. I was struggling, saying that I wanted Sir to come back, they seemed to find it amusing!

He dropped me onto the bed, flipped me over so I was face down, hands were running all over me, not in a sensual way, more like they were handling a piece of meat. Hands went down to my cunt, and fingers slid easily inside me, he laughed, telling the other 2 to check out how wet I was, I could feel all of their hands down there, inside me, smearing my juices around my pussy, and then all over my face.

Hands round my throat guided me onto my knees, he started slapping my face, over and over, my eyes were shut, I opened them to see a fist coming at my face, I flinched as knuckles slowly kneaded my jaw. My heart skipped a beat, thankful that he did not punch my face. With hands around my throat, and a different one holding my head back by my hair, my mouth was wide open, unable to shut, a cock was shoved down my throat and held there. No warm up to giving head, just straight down, stopping my breathing. Making me gag as he eventually took it out. Oxygen rushed into me as I gasped for air. “I think she likes it” said one, “Keep doing it, remember her owner already explained how much she could take”

With that he continued, it went back in, holding it there for longer, and when he pulled out, not giving me time to breath he started fucking my throat. My struggles were useless against them all.

They all took their turns on my mouth, hard thrusts to the back of my throat, I don’t know how I didn’t throw up, guess it helped earlier that I was too excited to eat anything.

One of them released my throat, and within a few seconds I could feel his cock prodding my wet hole, sliding his cock up and down, it must have been covered in me. I was aching to be fucked in my little fuck hole, each time the tip got in the right place, I tried to edge myself onto it, but he pulled away. Instead he parted my ass cheeks and started pressing against my tight hole. I didn’t want this, I tried to move, I want to be cunt fucked, not ass fucked with no warm up.

He inserted his cock into me, I made muffled wines as he penetrated me, I could not move, I could barely breath, I was in pain as he started pumping it in and out, holding on to my hips and driving it into me, it seemed to take forever for the pain to subside even a little.

The way they were touching me and treating me, was like I had done something wrong, they were calling me all sorts of names, that usually only Sir would call me, like “Bitch, Fuck toy, Worthless Cunt, Slut, Whore” seemed even harsher coming from them, I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with it. Not that there was anything I could do about it though.

They were all swapping round, some of them fucking my ass hard and fast, some hard and slow, but all of them were doing so roughly. Cocks pressing in to the back of my throat and being held there, another skull fucking me fast, but not so deep. Cocks going from my ass in to my mouth, then back into my bum again.

I was starting to feel tired, but the door opened, Sir came in with the other 2 guys, he was smiling at me, and had a proud look on his face. I suddenly felt angry towards him, for leaving me, as soon as a cock left my mouth unattended, I piped up and snapped “You promised you wouldn’t leave me Sir!!”

He laughed and said “I guess you didn’t see the cameras you stupid little slut! You’ve never left my sight! You should not speak to me in that tone”

I felt stupid, and worried for talking to him like that.

A new cock was shoved into my throat, hands clasped my hair, keeping me firmly on him.

Sir explained that I would be getting punished for talking to him like that, my mouth was about to be washed out with soap.

I was told to kneel with my head against the wall, Sir held my hair with one hand and my small wrists behind my back with the other hand. I could see one of them putting soap on his cock, “Open now slut!” demanded Sir. I opened, not wanting to make things worse, I was already outnumbered. My mouth became full of cock, he was deliberately rotating it round my mouth, as if to cover every part of it with the rancid soap, I was starting to gag, I tried to pull away, but I was stuck there, he forced it down my throat. It was disgusting! As he pulled out of my mouth, I was coughing, and wanted to spit out the horrible taste, Sir forbade me to do so, I looked at him challengingly, whilst churning my tongue round my mouth. “Open up” Sir ordered, as I did, he pulled my jaw down and spat in my mouth, he invited everyone else to do the same, I had a mouth full of spit from 6 men, gross! “Wash it down with that, and don’t ever speak to me like that again, got it slut??”… “Yes Sir”, I replied through gritted teeth.

Sir went over to the bed, and ordered me to lay over him. I picked myself off the cold floor and went. I’m sure he could feel my wet cunt over his cock, he smiled. Someone came up behind me, and gagged me with a ball gag, they fastened it a bit too tight, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it. Sir guided himself into my wet fuck hole, I moaned as he slid in with ease, my pussy had been wanting some action for ages! I started to grind my hips, and Sir grabbed them to keep me still, he parted my ass cheeks, and asked who would like to go first. I kept still as one of them started to prod his cock against my tight hole, it was feeling like it wasn’t going to happen, just at that moment when you think it won’t, that’s when it pops in! OUCH! Fucking hell!! I jolted forwards, and both managed to slip out.

OWWWW!! Sir punched me in the stomach, and the other guy slapped my arse really hard!!! I instantly tried to say sorry, but forgot I was gagged! Sir held me by the throat as he entered my pussy again, held my cheeks apart forcefully so the other guy went back into my bum. It hurt like hell again, but at least I knew what to expect…

They both started pumping their cocks in and out of each hole, I was feeling full, very full, Sir still had hold of my neck, the other guy had twisted one of my arms behind my back. I may not of been bound, but I could not move at all. I shut my eyes, the pain started to ease, and the pleasure was kicking in, don’t get me wrong, I still felt full, but being held there and fucked by to men was quite possibly the best thing in the world!

My gag was taken off, and a guy twisted my head by my hair, gave me a few hard face slaps, before starting to fuck my mouth, I now had all my holes filled! My clit had been starting to rub from the pressure of being pushed down, I was starting to feel an orgasm build.. As I came, he held his cock down my throat so far, I made no noise what so ever, but I came so hard, very hard. I went very weak as he let me have some air. I so wanted to collapse in a heap, not that it made any difference, as all those hands were there, propping me up

The guys started to slow down, and I winced as they came out of me, Sir pushed me off and I laid down on the bed. My little rest was cut very short when I was manhandled by the other 3 guys into a different position, I was laying over the next guy, on my back, another guy in front of me parting my legs. One went into my ass, and the other gave my pussy a few spanks, before entering into it. I cried out, as not only was I feeling full, but I was starting to feel too sore. They fucked for a while, whilst someone else decided they would cruelly twist my head so they could get sucked off by me.

This repeated itself over and over, until I think every guy had fucked each of my holes at least once. Eventually they came to a stop, I was so thankful as I was feeling very weak

Sir ordered me to the floor to kneel, they all crowded round me, wanking their cocks above me, I knew what was going to happen. “Are you hungry slut?” Asked one of them, “Yes Sir” I meakly replied, and left my mouth open. They all ended up cumming over my face, in my mouth, in my hair and on my chest. It felt nice, but also quite gross at the same time, I had never ever been covered quite like that in spunk before.

“I bet you are thirsty slut” Sir said

“Yes I am Sir”

“Thought you might be, come with me”

He lead me into the bathroom, rather than the kitchen, I said I changed my mind, and that I was OK. I tried to leave, but the others were starting to follow in too.

I tried to say that I didn’t want it, but then some others grabbed me, and bound my hands behind my back, while Sir and someone put in the medical gag, they lifted me into the bath, and sat me to kneeling.

“Don’t make it worse for yourself slut” Sir warned, as I was trying to stand back up. Wondering how much worse it could be, I reluctantly knelt down again.

“Keep your head up at all times!

As Sir pissed into my mouth, the taste was un-bearable, I tried to keep my cum covered head up, but I just couldn’t, in the end he drenched my hair with his stinky piss. Afterwards, he grabbed hold of my hair, twisting it, making me yelp.

“Can’t believe you are making me hold your manky hair slut!!” He said in an angry tone.

One by one all the guys pissed into my mouth, and a fair bit was swallowed, by me, all the time Sir was painfully holding my head back, so my mouth was exposed.

The medical gag was taken out after the last one, I was feeling cold, used, covered in cum and piss, I stank, and felt bruised and sore. As I knelt in the bath looking down, I could feel all their eyes on me.

“What do you say slut?”

“Thank you for using me” I mumbled as I looked down.

“Doesn’t seem like you meant that, I want you to look at each person in the eyes, and say it”

I lifted my filthy face, and said in a clearer voice “Thank you for using me, I really enjoyed it… well most of it” I smiled to myself, as I went back to looking down.

Sir untied my wrists, and left me to have a nice warm shower alone, the hot water was very welcoming, and very quickly the piss and spunk was getting washed away down the drain. I could still feel lots of hands all over me, I had been touch, prodded, slapped and punched so many times, that my skin was feeling alive.

As soon as I turned off the shower, I heard the door open, I dried myself a little before stepping out, and Sir was standing looking at me, our eyes met, and he walked over to me. He started to praise me on how much I had been a Good Girl for him, these words were like magic for me, I could feel myself getting all happily excited. He inspected my body, looking at the various marks all over me, bent me over, looking at my swollen red pussy, parting the lips to make me wince, as it felt raw.

Once he was satisfied I was clean, he lead me into the bedroom, asking me how I was feeling, and if I felt like I could have taken more, or gone on for longer. Even though I was getting wet talking about it, I was true in saying that I was way too sore to do anymore, and was pleased when it stopped. I lay on the bed and he lay facing me, and started hugging me, I nuzzled into him, liking the contact.

His fingers went down my back, stroked my bum, and then went further to feel wetness.

“I think you’re lying to me!” He said in a warning tone.

My heart must of skipped a beat..

“I am not lying, what am I lying about Sir?”

“Your cunt is wet, you need more fucking slave!”

“No no no no Sir, honestly, I don’t, I am hurting!”

“You are wet, you stupid slut!”

I went to get up, but his hug turned into a tight hold. He grabbed my wrists with one of his hands and pulled them above my head. “Please Sir, don’t, I am in pain!” I pleaded with him.

Doing my best to wriggle my legs away, but he managed to get between them. I was pulling hard on my wrists but his grip would not loosen, OWWW! The more I tried to move them, the harder he got. He started slapping my face over and over again, whilst saying “Shut the fuck up! This is what you get for lying to me!”

He spat on my face, and continued slapping it, until my eyes filled up with tears. He stopped to enter his cock into my wet, swollen, sore fuck hole, he was fucking me hard, and fast. Tears were streaming down, and he covered my face with one of his hands, holding me down hard, pumping me fast with his throbbing cock. My pussy was aching so much; I don’t think it has ever hurt this much before, eventually he came, thrusting himself further up inside me as he did.

He rolled me over onto my side, hugging me from behind, pulling me close to his warm body. I pulled some of the duvet over me, and started to feel all snuggled up. He kissed my neck a few times, telling me I had been a good girl for him, I was forgetting just how sore I was right now.

My breathing stopped while he whispered to me “You are my slave, you belong to me”

1 Comment

  1. Brutally used. I’m not sure I’d have it in me to dominate so harshly.
    You’ve found a strong Master.

    M


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