"Slut! Trixie the slut. I like that. What I'm doing is being a slut, so I deserve to be called 'slut'."
He smiled. "All right, I'll call you 'slut'."
I eased closer rubbing closer, rubbing a breast against his arm and flashed a coy smile. "Would you like to take my bra off…Sir?"
He snickered and his eyes widened. "Very good. Sure, I'd love to take your bra off. Turn around, slut."
I spun so, with my back to him, I faced the mirror.
Undoing the hooks on my average sized bra, he slid the straps over my shoulders and down my arms.
As he pulled the cups away from my twin peaks, his hardness dug between my butt cheeks and rubbed my anus. I took a deep breath as my pulse increased as the interesting feeling persisted. I felt his breath on my ear as he stared over my shoulder at the reflection of my breasts. Between the coolness of being uncovered and Ed ogling my breasts, a glance down told me my two-inch areolas were pebbled and the nipples, erect and jutting. I turned my head and whispered in his ear. "Please Sir, they want you to feel them, squeeze them, kiss them, bite them."
He slid his arms between my arms and ribs and wrapped large hands around my peaks. "Very nice, Trixie." He spun me around and his face was inches from mine. Unseen, his hand caressed my face. He cupped my chin softly in the palm of his hand. Gently, his other hand moved over my breast. "Let's see how they taste."
While his hand kneaded one breast, concentrating on the nipple, he leaned down and wrapped his lips around the other nipple. My nipples, always sensitive, sent waves of pleasure through me, but were strongest in my pussy.
He pulled away. "Mmm that was nice, but we still need to get you prepared." His hand slid down my abdomen and rubbed my mound. "Umm. I like that you're smooth."
He studied me in the mirror. "Mmm, lean but shapely, just the way I like 'em."
I nearly jumped through the roof when he touched my clit. "Umm-mmm. Trixie, darling, you are one fine looking piece…of…ass.
My pussy constricted from the naughtiness of what he'd said.
"Do you think I could have a taste of that prime cunt before we get started?"
With a demur smile and raised eyebrows, I instructed him, "As my master, you can have anything you want, Sir."
My cunt clenched from the treat it was about to receive when he lifted me onto the vanity. I leaned back against the mirror, wrapped my hands around my thighs and pulled my legs up and back for maximum exposure.
"God your cunt is tantalizing. Let me put these on you." He reached into the shoebox, removed two leather cuffs and wrapped them around my ankles.
I thought he lowered himself to dine on my pussy, but that wasn't what he had in mind—at least not yet. After lifting my arms over his shoulder and leaning it against my stomach, he surprised me, by jerking my five-three, hundred-twenty pound frame over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes. Sir then carried me, caveman style, into the bedroom where I was about to meet my fate.
Part Two
I heard them before I saw them.
"It's about time."
"Lookin' good Eddie."
"God she's incredible."
"What's with the mask?"
Various voices said and mumbled.
Sir literally threw me on the bed, crossways. "Guys say hi to Trixie."
Various versions of hello rang out from different directions by my unknown to-be ravishers. A sudden chill ran down my spine as the men who'd spoken came into view. Two were Caucasian, one Latino, and one looked to be a mixture of black and white. "Hello guys. You look like you're ready for some action."
They laughed and to a man grabbed their manhood and waved them at me. Their heights and builds varied, but, to my relief, they were all fairly attractive. In fact standing there buck naked with their need aiming for the sky, they were yummy!
These men all want me. They all want to stick those cocks in me and fuck me. They want to ravish me as I need and want them to.
Sir grabbed my arm, his stare bored into me. "Any second thoughts?"
If I'd harbored any doubts, now that five men who were about to use me, fuck me and violate me stood before me, they evaporated. Trembling, I took a deep breath and released it. Five men were in this room ready to feed my hunger. As my pussy got warmer and wetter, there was no way I would change my mind now, nor did I want to. "None. What do we do now, Sir?"
"We secure you."
As agreed, Ed would tie me to the bed somehow. Then all five strangers would fuck me. I tried to act calm, but on the inside, my nerves were in turmoil, not to mention my pussy felt hot enough to bake bread. This was my fixation and I was minutes from realizing it.
Sir grabbed one leg and fastened the ankle cuff to one of the chains near the top of one of the posts. As he affixed my other leg to another post, he spoke. "Okay. Before we get started, let me remind you that while you are in this room, I am your master and you will be a sex slave to me as well as the others. You will address us as sir, in return you will be given the honorary title of slut," He smirked when he said that, "and you will be required to do anything and I mean anything we ask. Understand, slut?"
I nodded and when, he smacked me smartly on a buttock with his hand, I winced. "Always, reply and always say sir. Is that clear, slut?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good." Addressing the others, Sir went on, "Would one of you hand the paddle on the nightstand to me. I want to have it handy should slut need additional discipline.
"Now, before I fuck Trixie, I want a taste of her cunt, but you guys are welcome to touch, feel, pinch, suck on her nipples, fuck her mouth. Anything you want, but don't hurt her. Trixie's a good slut. She just wants to feel good and in return she will make us feel good. Right, slut?"
"Yes, Sir. I want to feel all of you inside me."
"That's a good little slut." He pulled me toward him, stretching the chain tight. Part of my ass hung off the bed and my legs, chained two feet above the bed, actually bent back toward me. With my ass hanging half-off the bed and my legs raised and spread wide, my pussy and ass jutted out in what seemed to be an ideal position for fucking. "What now, Sir?"
Lowering himself to one knee, he found himself eye level with my wide-open pussy mouth. "I'm going to eat you alive then fuck you to death," he said ominously.
I gulped. I hoped it was a joke.
The anticipation of having his tongue and mouth on me caused my pulse to race and my breathing to stop. A man I had never laid eyes on until an hour ago was about to delve his tongue into and suck on my cream laden cunt.
At first, the men lined up to the side of Sir, stroking their meat, watching while he oralized me. Shivers coursed through me at the realization that all their rigid blood filled man-meat was hard and waiting for a turn at my pussy.
Sir ran his fingers and thumb across my folds and swollen clit, occasionally dipping unto my honey pot. "What a sweet cunt."
"Yeah it is," the tallest man, a handsome Latino agreed.
As Sir gently caressed my calf, he nibbled on one of my folds. "I love your plum colored, pussy petals."
Sir shoved two long, thick fingers into me, moving them in, out and rotating them side to side like a corkscrew. Having Sir's fingers in my well, moving in, out and around, eased the sugary itch within in me, but not the hunger. My pulse raced and my poor heart thumped so hard it seemed like it might beat through my breastbone.
Sir pulled his fingers out of my pussy and sucked on them. "Mmm, tasty. He shoved them back in, and reamed the fleshy walls of my feminine lair. When he pulled them out again, he pushed them into my mouth. "Taste, slut."
Tasting the creamy seawater flavor of my juices was not new to me. However, having a man offer me a taste of myself, was. Relishing my taste, I sucked long and hard on his fingers as if they were a cock in my mouth offering my own cum. "That is good, Sir."
The handsome man with black hair and blue eyes said, "I'd like a taste too."
This was followed by, "Me too," from the mixed race man.
Sir eased to the side. "By all means, help yourself."
After the first man reamed me with his fingers and sucked my juices off, each of the others did likewise. All agreed that 'slut's' cream compared to elixir from heaven.
When they'd finished fingering me and turning me on to no end, Sir reassumed his position, between my legs. Sliding his fingers back into my slit, he pulled his fingers out and sucked on them once more. "God, you're wet. You are so fuckably wet, I should take you right now."
After all that had gone on, I looked forward to having my pussy eaten. Without thinking, I dissented, "No-o, Sir, please not yet. "Eat my cunny first, then fuck me. Do it Sir. You do it so good. Eat my cunny. I'll come quickly and them we can fuck, Sir."
Through barely opened, narrowed eyes, his gaze bored into mine. "I do what I want, not what you want, slut." He smiled a second before he dug in. "But I do want to eat your cunt."
I squirmed and inhaled a huge amount of air with his first lick. Then he took my bud into his mouth, both tonguing and sucking on it while simultaneously, double finger fucking me.
Slowly, one by one, the other men joined in, the mixed race man sucking one nipple and the brown headed, brown-eyed man, with a Texas accent on the other, while the Latino sucked on my toes as he ran his hand up and down my leg, within inches of Sir's mouth and my cunt. Oh, God it felt wonderful. "That's it sirs. Make your slut feel like a goddess. And Sir, eat my hot, very wicked cunt."
Sir started breathing, sucking air into his mouth and past my heated, tender bud. And then he stuck a finger part way in my ass. "Does my little slut like her ass fucked?"
Apparently, I did, because his finger sent me to the edge of a huge climax. I couldn't help it. No one had ever fucked with my asshole before and soon a massive orgasm crashed upon me. A million feathers raced through my innards, from wave after wave of tingly pulses. Bright white light flashes embedded themselves on the back of my eyelids. Losing control of my limbs, I thrashed and squirmed, convulsing as if I were seizuring, even with my lovers clinging to various parts of my body.
Sir rose, rubbing my clit with his thumb as he stood. When my orgasm started to dissipate, he brutally thrust his large erection, into my steamy caldron, piggybacking a second even stronger orgasm onto the first orgasm. All through my second orgasm and after, Sir fucked me fast and hard with reckless abandon. I'd never been fucked so forceful. It was what the Beast needed and it felt good. The rough friction from his cock soothed the sweet torment that had built in the fleshy lining of my pussy. While Sir's cock rocked my pussy, my covey of lovers using their hands, lips, fingers, tongues and writhing, slick friction addressed my other needs.
Reveling in the blissful feelings that coursed through me, I concluded the position was indeed perfect for fucking. Luscious, blissful feelings, coursed through me, as my lovers stimulated every erogenic zone possible.
The man with the Texas accent whispered in my ear, "God you're a hot little heifer. I can't wait for my turn to fuck you."
My mind slipped from the haze as I recalled what I'd come there for. Five men—five cocks. The idea caused my pussy to clench around Sir's cock.
"Whoa! What a great pussy, guys. Trixie's flexing her pussy muscles."
The Latino urged, "Hurry up Eddie, we all want to fuck her."
"I'm going as fast as I can, Ramon. Just fuck slut's mouth."
"Good idea."
Before I knew it, the man Sir called Ramon knelt before my face and slid his cock past my lips into my mouth. "Be a good little cocksucker, slut. Make me feel good and I'll let you swallow my cum."
I never let my husband, Robert, cum in my mouth, but this wasn't my husband. This was pure sexual gratification with five strangers who would fulfill my sexual yearning, and would hopefully quiet the Beast forever. And part of that fixation was being debased and abused as these men's plaything—their personal slut. That's why the idea of swallowing Ramon's thick milky jism turned me on, even though I usually to found it revolting. Nothing was too disgusting for me this day of delivery.
As he stroked my mouth with his cock, I wrapped my fingers around it and followed it with my fist, swirling my tongue around it and squeezing his scrotum.
"Oh God baby, that feels good, Suck it good, you cunt. Make me cum, you slut."
That's what I was. Their cunt, their slut. Inexplicably, being their sex slave made me feel powerful. Just think, my mouth and cunt were very desirable. After all these two attributes could make these lustful men cum.
While Sir pummeled my pussy and Ramon pounded my mouth, a lover sucked on each nipple and the fifth lover massaged my clit. Two cocks buried in me and numerous hands, fingers, lips and tongues pleasuring me. This is the way sex should be—intense, overwhelming, constant, erotic with multiple stimulation.
Suddenly, both of my fuckers tensed. Sir pushed his man meat as far into me as it would go. His hardness throbbed and pulsated within me as his seed spurted into my womanly haven. I pushed back into his hilt as much as my restraints would allow.
Ramon's fingers dug roughly into my scalp. He held my head firmly in place as if it were nothing more than a vessel for his spooge. Then squirts of his heavy textured spunk shot into the roof and back of my mouth, slowly oozing down my throat. It was disgusting, but I loved it. In this setting nothing was too degrading for me.
My lovers' climaxes acted as a catalyst, bringing me to the edge of another cataclysmic event—my third orgasm. My pussy felt as if it would explode as the first tidal wave spread across my body on a path of felicitous oblivion.
Virtually pinned in place by cocks, bodies and an assortment of body parts, the powerful feelings rippled through me as the orgasmic tsunami engulfed me. I floated in churning waters that battered me senseless with bliss. My body trembled and as much as I could, I arched my back. Intense spasms racked my body from toes to head. As powerful pulses spread from my pussy outward, the soft, wet walls of my feminine channel clamped on his cock.
When the last tremor finished, I sighed contentedly, and I giggled internally. I may be their personal plaything, their slut, their cunt, but it is I, who is being made to feel like a queen.
Part Three
After Sir and Ramon finished, Tex, I call him Tex 'cause of his accent, assumed the position between my legs.
I was ready—so ready, he plunged his slightly curved prick into me in a single thrust, quick and deep. After that, Tex took his time and fucked me Texas style he said. It seemed like he knew what he was doing, varying his strokes, circling and pushing hard against my cunny. It felt really good. Different, but as good as Sir.
All the men took part, stimulating a tit or clit or my mouth. Ricky, the mixed race man fucked my mouth with his tongue then followed with his swarthy prick. I made a point of stroking the cocks of two of the three men who pleasured me as Tex and Ricky fucked me.
Tex and I came together. He pushed his cock deep and hard as he exploded inside me. Shortly afterward, Ricky came in my mouth. I seemed to be getting used to the taste of jism. I didn't like it yet, but I didn't hate it either. Maybe I should let Robert cum in my mouth.
As Ricky's spunk finished oozing out of his cock and down my throat, to my surprise, he kissed me. "I love the taste of my semen in a woman's mouth." He winked. "Now, I'm looking forward to sampling your cunt."
After Tex pulled out of my pussy, I eyed the handsome, blue eyed, black haired man, whom the others called Dino. I hoped he would plow my field next. I was pleased when he silently eased up to my pussy. He was big, but after the reaming I'd gone though, slicked up with a mixture of spunk and my juices, he was able to gently slide his man meat into me. Slowly pushing his long, thick dick into my pussy, I held my breath as he pushed past a point deeper than I’d ever been fucked before. It seemed to glide in forever until he finally rammed home, buried to his hilt. We both moaned. His cock filled me so much, I bit my lip and threw my head back at the sheer joy of feeling my pussy hurting with pleasure.
This time
I stroked Ramon and Ricky's half hard cocks as Dino fucked my brains out.
Once my pussy had expanded and grown used to Dino's huge cock, he fucked me faster and harder. After each stroke, he'd pull his long cock out, almost to the tip of his cock, before thrusting the entire length back into me. Each time, I gasped as my pussy felt the entire length of him forcing its way into my slippery channel, stretching and filling me like never before. It took my breath away. It wasn't long before he worked his way up to plunging his huge thing into me at a frightening pace. My orgasms were so plentiful I lost count and he fucked me through each of them. I'm guessing I had seven or eight, but it could have been more.
Dino's climax was the opposite of the way he’d fucked me. Deep inside me, he barely moved, as his hilt pushed against my cunt, he applied gentle pressure to my clit. Though his body jerked and convulsed as he came, his cock barely moved except for the pulsating squirts of cum. Spurting again and again, he filled my vessel with warm jism until he went limp. When he pulled out, he went down on me, licking his own and the other guy's cum, out of my cunt.
I'd been fucked royal, by three of the five men and expected either Ricky or Ramon, both of whom I'd just gotten hard, to fuck me, but Sir had other ideas.
Sir stepped up to me and rubbed his cock against my rectum. I sensed his cockhead probing my anal rosebud. "Since you're such a fucking slut, we're going to do something different now."
I had an idea what he meant, but I found out for sure when he squeezed a translucent grayish green gel onto his finger from a tube. He held the tube up. "You said you would do anything. This is anal lube. Let me know right now if you have a problem with taking my dick up your tailpipe."
A chill went through me. He had mentioned it before and it felt kind of interesting when he'd stuck a finger part way in my butt—but a big, long cock? "You think I could do this, Sir?"
He chuckled. "I not only think you could do it, but a slut like you would love it."
Another chill surged through me—one of excitement at trying something new. "I can still use the safe word, Sir?"
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