Drugged and Used By Men in Suits

i was down in the cellar, dress in a little black stripper dress, my favourite one, with the panels cut out behind, exposing me. my stockings showing out underneath the dress. i looked like a slut, Sir was happy, as He wanted to make sure i looked good for Him and His friends.

my arms got chained above my head, legs tied apart, i was trapped, His hand round my throat, my clit was pulsing, His face close to mine. “you will make Me proud tonight, you will do what ever We ask, and you will take every ones cock. If you don’t I will bring you back down here, where no one can hear you scream. Instead of using you, I will just beat the fuck out of you, GOT IT?”

“Yes Sir” i replied instantly, whilst i knew the threat was very real, i knew i wouldn’t get beaten tonight, not like that anyway. i wanted cock, i wanted to please Him and who ever He brings round. i was itching to know who it would be and if i knew them, He was not letting me know anything about them.

He made me a drink, i saw him empty some powder into it, He threatened i should drink it or else. Not a problem, i wanted this, i wanted to be treated like a slut, and i loved the idea of being drugged for it too. He held the bottle, and as i started to drink i noticed it was Southern Comfort, i don’t drink alcohol, so i knew this alone would make me feel giddy.

Wanting to make sure i was safe, He let my arms down, secured a chain round my neck to the floor, and released my ankles. i was starting to feel warm, and i was wet, so wet already. Next came the trigger word “…..” (Sir uses hypnosis mind control with me, for extra fun) Gently coming down to laying, my body becoming limp, the world fading away. Implanting more horniness into my brain with hypnosis, (like i really needed more), i was drifting along, feeling calm, and happy.

Bringing me around for the second drink, again seeing powder going in from a pill, i was starting to feel groggy, still coherent, but some fuzz round the edge of life. Sir grabbing my tits and slapping them, pinching them, usually my pain threshold is wank, but this was actually feeling good and turning me on.

A little while later, i had the final drink, still not knowing what was in there, but i didn’t care, i was happy and horny.

The guys had arrived, it was time.. for what and for who and how many i still didn’t know. Sir led me upstairs by the chain round my neck, as we came out of the cellar a hood was shoved over my head from behind, tape started going round my neck. i was blinded, no one was talking, no need they had a plan and were organized, working as a unit. i still did not know who this was. Hands were on me, groping roughly at my body, lips trying to kiss me through the hood, my knees were trembling.

i was led up stairs slowly, once in the room i felt the spanking bench in front of me, and got on. Legs were secured to it, along with a belt around my torso, followed by arms. i was stuck. Apparently Sir left to get changed at this point, i had no idea. Voices started to appear, “You are such a slut” Do you have any idea what we are going to do with you?” Slapping my ass, hard, making me yelp, hands over my body, my face. Fingers invading my pussy, digging in deep to make me wince. my poor tits were getting punched, slapped and pinched, i felt like a piece of sex meat.

i thought the hood had been on a while, but when typing this blog i realise that i don’t think it was that long, my time had gotten quite distorted.

All went quiet. The hood came off. As my eyes were blinking adjusting to the light, the first things i saw as i looked down was 3 pairs of shoes. Not just any shoes, the kind just you dream of kissing, well the shoes ‘i’ dream of kissing anyway. As my eyes travelled up i saw 3 suited men. Fuck this was hot. i remember thinking, ‘Yep, this is it, this is what i want, i want to be a slut for ever and ever’.

So who were they, well one was obviously Sir, the other one Mr J who i knew, but the third.. hmmm his face was a little familiar. i think i had met him once, about a year ago.. i was right. Lets call him Mr M.

i smiled at them all, Sir left my view with these 2 lovely men. Grabbing my hair, coming down to my face, slapping it, putting fingers in my mouth. my little head was getting manhandled, literally. At this time Sir had gone behind me and started fingering my ass, even though He was not being gentle i was enjoying Him there, may have been because i was a bit distracted by 2 hot men in front of me, or was it the drugs, or was it the drink? More fingers going in. Dicks coming out of their trousers, into my mouth. Yanking my head as they thrust in to my mouth, banging against the back of my throat. As a cock came out, i was gagging, trying to breathe, getting whacked across the face for not swapping to the other cock quick enough. This technique worked, as i tried to swap faster each time when i was allowed air. As soon as i got the hang of that, i was then slapped round the face if i did not say thank you.

The guys were enjoying going back to see how Sir was destroying my little asshole, talking about how they wanted to fuck it afterwards.

Coming back to my face, they gathered up my hair and proceeded to fill my mouth with both of them, i did my best as my mouth and ass was being stretched to their limits. Once they came out i begged for them to go back in, i mean how often do you get 2 hard cocks in your mouth? i had to savour the moment.

At the point of Sir nearly getting His fist in, i was struggling a little bit, the wand came out, and i was allowed to grind on it. The wand changes everything, i started rocking backwards and forwards on to His hand, fucking my way to climax as my clit was getting the attention it needed. Immense pleasure surged through me, i started barking (yes cute little puppy barks) hard to do with your mouth full, but i did, and i came hard.

When writing this blog i had to ask Sir how i got from the bench to the bed, as i couldn’t remember. Apparently He put me in ‘Aeroplane’ mode (Another hypnosis control technique), my body went limp, like a dead weight, i was lifted by all of them and dumped on the bed. When i came round i was put into ‘Slut’ mode (another trigger), this brings out the whore in me. i started rubbing my body, fondling my tits, creeping down to see just how wet i was, and sneaking a taste of my juices.

i’m sill a little bit hazy as to what exactly happened on the bed, i know i was getting fucked, in my ass, then in my pussy, being face fucked. i was so eager for everyone, i wanted to please, i want to take, i wanted to feel completely used!

my face being held, lips parted and kissing, whilst my holes were getting pummelled. Looking into their eyes, trying my best not to shut my eyes, i wanted to keep these moments alive, whilst they were taking what they wanted from me.

Sir brought the wand over, and i held it on my hood, Mr M was finger fucking me, hard. The sort of hard that i knew it would feel like internal bruises next time i was fucked. i didn’t care about that though, with the wand on it was brutal pleasure. Mr J and Sir where in a mix of throat fucking me, holding my head, hands in my mouth, kissing me, i came, so hard, i was done! They were not… one of them held the wand on me, forcing more cums out of me, i was squirming so much, at least there were 3 of them holding me down, otherwise i may of gone through the roof!

They took off my stockings and were going to put electrics on me, i begged for them not to, instead Sir got the nipple suction cups (i hate them!), He finds my noises amusing with them on. i was keen to leave at that point, but no, held down by strong men, Sir was able to get them on, i screamed, “One more turn and I’ll take them off “ He said. And He did, but my god i hate them. You can kick me and punch me, but if you want to put those or clamps on my nipples, i can’t deal with it. On a mission with my funny sounds they tickled me, hmmm not a fan. Although i am just glad i did not kick anyone!

i got down to my knees, kissed their feet and crawled out the room. i was told to make myself pretty, and come down stairs. i did look a bit of a state, a happy state though.

Stockings went back on, dress pulled back in it’s right place, make up and hair fixed, i added some Chrome stripper shoes to complete the look. Once down stairs i saw Sir was showing them the cellar Dungeon, i figured it was probably wiser for me to stay up here and wait for them.

The guys commented on how good i looked, and how slutty i was. i went to Mr M, and looked in his eyes. We started kissing and my hands found their way to his zipper. i know i’m a slut, as if upstairs wasn’t enough, i wanted more. He said he didn’t come, i offered to change that for him, he was happy too. As i got to my knees and took his length in my mouth i heard from Sir, “slut come and make some drinks” Mr M replied with “she’s got her mouth full”.

Taking his dick willingly into the back of my throat, i kept catching his eyes looking down at me, watching me bring him to orgasm. He spurted into my mouth, i swallowed it down, whilst still licking him clean.

i came round the corner to see Mr J standing there, going over i proceeded to give him the same treatment, not wanting either of them to leave without being completely empty. i wanted to be a host, this is how you do it, right?

On my knees i went, taking him into my mouth, my sore jaw working as best it could to please him. Grabbing my head and forcing himself further into my throat, i leapt away coughing and gagging, he got me back on and forced it down again, he was harder and it felt like it went a little further. Released into a coughing fit again, i think he was enjoying this. So was i. The sound of me choking seemed to push the right buttons, as he shot his load into my mouth. i looked up into his eyes, and his smile made me feel warm inside, i could see he had had a good time using me.

Both of our guests had now left, and Sir was pleased with me. i was so happy, this had been one of my best nights ever! i was done, i was sore, i was sleepy and ready for bed. Sir was not…

Standing in the bedroom, He stripped me of my dress leaving just my stockings, grabbing me by the throat, threw me onto His bed. Now it was His turn…

Taking His cock He shoved it down my throat, just one of my many abused holes. Not satisfied until i was starved of oxygen and needing to breathe. He then pinned me down and fucked my cunt, not just my cunt, my internally bruised cunt. (Thanks Mr M!)

Oh god this hurt so much, Sir felt extra hard, or i felt extra tender, i am not sure, but ow! i struggled, Sir had enough so He flipped me over, dragged me to the end of the bed, i was clawing at the duvet, as if it would help me in some way. He slid easily into my ass. Oh. My. God. The pain! i screamed, not one of those girly squirm noises.. no, screamed, pleaded. His weight was against me. This was rape. This hurt. This was not going to be pleasure, this was one for my wank bank.

Hand over my mouth, blocking the air, His whisper filled my mind, “Stop fucking screaming, otherwise I will take you down to the cellar and beat you, and you won’t like it. You will amuse me one way or the other.”

i tried to be quieter.

Letting up slightly, He gave me the choice of staying there, or going back in my cunt. i picked cunt, and thanked him. Funny how yes that hurt, but didn’t seem as bad, as now i was comparing it to my butt. Thrusting hard He filled me with His cum.

This has gone down as being one of the best nights of my life.

i am a slut.
i always want to be a slut.
sluts have all the fun.

 

 

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Tuxedo Tuesday (Real)

Last Tuesday I was lucky enough to have my second meet with the Tuxedos, only this time instead of 3 guys, I had 5! Should have been 6, but sadly one was unwell. I wore a lovely black dress with roses on it, no underwear.

I arrived feeling excited and nervous, a big fantasy of mine was about to become a reality. After the first meet I had discussed being used more forcefully this time, so I knew I was in for a tough time…

I was led into the lounge, and all eyes were on me, only 3 guys there as the other 2 got held up. They looked me up and down, saying they had heard about me, how much of a cock loving slut I was last time. I was held in place while Sir P got a knife, as soon as I sore the blade, I froze as he proceeded to slice my dress right off me, this was the first time anyone had done this.

The camera was turned on, the night was being filmed.

My feet were kicked out from under me, as I was manhandled to the floor. The 3 guys got to fucking me straight away, including my ass being fucked with no warm up, but thankfully they decided to use lube, as it was a bit touch and go for a while!

I heard extra foot steps in the room, I was too preoccupied by being a cock slut to turn my head to see, but I was sure the current 3 guys were still round me. He joined in by getting straight in and fucking me.

I started to ride one of the guys who had a massive cock, trying to please him and the others around by riding him well. It was now time for one of my cherries to be popped.. I was about to get dp’d for the first time, so with that fat cock in my pussy, the next guy got behind me, he penetrated my tight little fuck hole, making me wince out in pleasure pain. The camera was facing me, I knew I would be able to watch this back and relive it, over and over again!

Just when I thought I couldn’t get anymore full, a cock was placed at my mouth. Being the polite cock junkie I opened my mouth and did my best to satisfy him. This was my first airtight experience.

There were quite a few cherries popped for me on this night!

Another guest arrived shortly after my airtight, he didn’t seem best pleased with me. Grabbing my hair to look at him, he was annoyed that I didn’t wait for him, in my defence me versus 3 guys at the start, I was never going to win. He took his cock out and roughly forced it down my throat, saying how much of a slut I was for not waiting. His cock made me gag, a lot, I pushed him away, to which he thought I was being very ungrateful, I pleaded with him, that it was not my intention.

This wasn’t good enough! So he thought a hard pounding would mend my ways, which hurt, if I wasn’t being held in place I would have moved!

A blindfold was placed on me, as I was held down on a mat, I had a feeling I knew what was coming, and I didn’t want it… The guys held me in place as Sir dripped candle wax over my naked writhing body. Over the nipples stung the most. This was the first time I had ever really had hot candle wax, and it was a good job I had so many hands on me! The fact that I was made to take it made me incredibly wet!

Ordered to my feet, I was lead upstairs, and I noticed the camera made it’s way up as well, I didn’t want what was about to happen, but it was me versus 5 guys, so I had to get in the bath tub and kneel down. Sir P got in first, tried to get me to open my mouth, but I wasn’t having any of it, instead he pissed all over my face, hair and body. I was thinking all of them were gonna take their turns, but fortunately I only had to endure it from one other. Why I fantasise about this I don’t know, it made me feel like trashy scum.

I was very grateful for the hot shower afterwards.

After rinsing myself off I went down stairs, and was held down, and made to cum over and over again. I know I remembered to ask for the first one, but then was forced to have more after that. Including, (yet another cherry being popped!) I squirted for the first time ever! All it took was 4 guys holding me down, and one licking my clit whilst rubbing my g-spot!

At one point I was riding Sir J’s cock, and got a little carried away, as I brought myself to orgasm, but unfortunately for me I forgot to ask permission. Grabbing my hair and holding my face close to his, he looked annoyed, told me to get off him as I didn’t deserve his cock like this

He flipped me over, told me to hold my ass cheeks apart, he went straight in, and I jumped forward as it was instant pain. Two guys then locked me in place, whilst he pumped his hard cock in to my sore ass, I couldn’t move, I wanted to, it hurt! I kept crying out how sorry I was, but it didn’t seem to make a difference, I just waited until he was done with me.

I was a lucky cum slut, and got to taste some lovely spunk, and also had my face covered in it. I gave 2 guys in a row my best head to make them spunk down my throat. My jaw ached a little after the first, but it was worth it, as I love it doing it so much.

As the night came to an end I started to get dressed, (yes I had brought other clothes with me!), I was putting on my panties and top, which seem to attract the attention of Sir J. I then sat on his lap and started to give him a filthy lap dance. Grinding myself against his cock and kissing him. His hands found their way into my panties onto my swollen clitty, he gently rubbed me to climax, which someone else was filming on his phone.

This was written from my hazy memory of the night, as I have not seen the video at the time of writing this. I know there was spitting on my face at various times, lots on me being made to cum, more dp, nipple pinching, being told off for smiling, cocks in all my holes.

It was truly an amazing evening, with 5 very lovely gentlemen, who were not so gentle with me, exactly what I wanted.

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”