A long night

<!--StartFragment-->Tiffany may not have understood the words they said but the tone of the voices and the look in their eyes she knew they were predators.

She was also abundantly aware of her place in the food chain.

She couldn’t understand how he did it.

Or maybe he made her not be able to?

What does “I can make anything true for you” actually mean?

It was certainly true.

Or did he make true?

Does it matter?

It won’t change the fact I’m enthusiastically whoring myself out to his friends.

Are they his friends?

I met some his friends in passing, I don’t remember them…

Did he make me forget?

Who am I kidding, I just wasn’t paying attention to them.

I ignored them like I tried to ignore everything about him

Can’t ignore them now.

He definitely made THAT true.

Asshole won’t even let me disassociate, I have to stay alert and aware at all times.

My body can’t go numb anymore, anything that would normally cause me to go numb makes me more sensitive by an equal amount.

I guess it won’t matter when the time comes to test it if I understand it but I still don’t get what the equal opposite of complete numb even means.

Is that 200% sensitivity or infinite?

If he wants me to suck so much dick why did he give me the gag reflex back?

There has to be a way to break through this partition. I hardly understand computers, no matter how much he explained it I’m way to stupid to build it right.

Like, my mind is the one that built it, I understand that much, so to break out I just need to outsmart me.

But 20% of “me” is out there being…”her”…

So I only have 80% of me to try and break out of a mind prison built by “me”.

Does losing 20% of my mental power make me smarter might not be a question I want answered.

Christ, breaking out might actually prove him right.

Why even bother, let myself get used like a party favor for the rest of the night or put in a tremendous amount of effort to prove him right that she’s a useless retard who literally performs better with less of her faculties.

They’ve all fucked me already anyway. Why would I even care if they fuck me again.

He’s right about 1 thing in that regard.

Drop in the bucket.

Well Tiffany had an existential crisis the men were planning a night of debauchery, mostly egged on by Jimmy. Who was practically giddy thinking about what must be going through her head.

The real her not the character she was locked in.

He will know more when they finish with her and her can ask her more openly. We’ll the partition is up he can’t communicate with the part locked away.

If she even remotely understood him then 20% of her was devoted to knowing her lines and ways to respond, like pulling her ass apart and looking like she enjoys herself.

Approximately 12% controls breathing and keeping her heart beating and stuff like that, this was already behind something akin to a natural partition already but he made it more sturdy to be safe.

He made her devote half of what was left to feelings of inferiority and self doubt but she thought she still had access to all of it.

The end result he hoped would be her screaming into the void helpless and afraid well they get a smiling and obedient whore, best of both worlds.

“let’s make a game of it then” said Jimmy, “she thinks we can’t make her tap out, bend her over the table, 5 minutes each” he unbuckled and removed his belt as he spoke.

Tiffany made a tiny squeal of glee before bending over the table completely on her own.

“don’t give me any love taps, you only have 5 minutes, make em count” she wiggled her ass and spread her feet.

Jimmy cracked his belt across the back of her thighs and they all saw the little gush her pussy made and heard the obviously pleasurable “uuugh” she made.

It wasn’t long before they realized nobody had been watching the time but those weren’t really the important details in a game like this.

Jimmy went until his arm was tired and then tagged in Cory who went to work with his own belt. Differing thickness and technique kept each new player a unique experience.

Andrew reached between her legs and started twirling his thumb on her soaked clit well swinging with the other hand.

“If you want a throw a whore off her game you need to mix the pain with pleasure, makes them open up more and then there’s more to hurt” as he finished speaking he pinched and roughly twisted her clit.

It got a reaction but clearly not the one he expected.

He held up his dripping hand, drenched in the remnants of her explosive orgasm.

“Its official, she is a top of her class, hall of fame whore” he said before using her hair to dry his hand.

Her ass, legs and lower back had been reduced to a swollen mass of criss crossing welts.

She was roughly thrown back on to the table, this time on her back

“10 minutes each, just your fingers, who can make her cum the most” said Jimmy.

“Hold up, Im rock hard again” said Andrew

General noises of agreement from everyone else got a bigger smile from Jimmy.

“ Then use her, its why I called you here” he said, making sure Tiffany understood.

Jimmy sat on the chair from earlier and ordered Tiffany to plant her ass on his cock which she did eagerly, letting out a soft moan as it slid deeper.

“I call next on her ass” said Andrew. Jimmy let out a little laugh before asking “why wait?”.

Andrew took a few seconds to grasp the meaning, his expression showing clearly the exact moment he got it.

“She does doubles?” he asked hesitantly.

“Tiffany, whats you opinion on double anal?” Jimmy asked sweetly as her slow descent to the bottom of his cock finished.

“Its not as good as triple but it will do” said the girl who had been an anal virgin 9 hours ago.

Jimmy hooked her legs and leaned back as much as they could, Andrew put his cock head against her already stretched rosebud and started to push.

5 tries and 3 minutes later the head of Andrew’s cock wedged itself inside and Tiffany let out a howl of equal parts pleasure and pain.

It was clunky and uncomfortable but the two largest cocks in the room started moving in and out.

Andrew reached down and slid 2 fingers into her **** twitching cunt, he curled them inside her quickly finding and abusing her G-spot.

Both men had cum recently and neither was going to finish any time soon.

Tiffany couldn’t stop cumming. Every orgasm left her more sensitive, which made her cum faster, which made her more sensitive.

Speaking of sensitive, the pain in her ass was astronomical, each thrust causing her ass to be pulled impossibly wide but also causing them to slap and grind against her welts, which had the sensitivity turned up what must have been thousands of times over.

It would seen her brain decided the opposite of numb was infinite, or as close as she could get.

She should have tried to break out, it was worse then she thought and now it was too late

Stupid

Stupid

Stupid