A true test of his endurance

The women take their (surprisingly pliant and frankly eager) captive again and again, ravishing him in ways he never dreamed.

Not a single inch of his body is spared as the thieves use pleasure to rob Roger of the last of his inhibitions.

While most of the gals kiss, lick, stroke, and tug on his manhood and milk him like some simple beast, one (or perhaps more, Roger can't tell) of the more daring and naughty women decide to get kinky and play with his asshole.

The bound and blindfolded Roger can do nothing to resist the sensual sensations overtaking him. Instead, he merely gasps in shameful pleasure as he feels those foreign sensations for the first time in his life.

"Ohoho! Look at how hard he's getting!" Laughs one of the thieves. "He must really like that!"

"They always do..." replies a woman with a slightly huskier, smokey voice.

Roger merely coos in response, all resistance gone.

"Mmmm. I think he's ready..." Vanessa mewls and snaps her fingers.

Moments later, Roger is taken off the pole he was tied to, although still remains bound and helpless.

He doesn't even try to resist when he is lowered to the ground (or rather some kind of soft mat from the feel of it on has bare flesh), and when he smells and feels a wet, needy pussy pressing against his face, he instinctively gets to work and starts licking and pleasing it without orders.

He eagerly devours the treat placed on him, quickly earning a high-pitched squeal and a throng of cheers, followed soon after by a strong, strangely sweet yet tangy cream on his tongue and lips.

"H-he'S dEFinaTELY a-a- keep-EEEEEEE!" Wails the woman as she wildly squirts and grinds against Roger's face, concerned only with taking her own pleasure from this new toy.

Soon the women are piling on him one after another to either ride his face or his cock. Each one selfishly taking their pleasure from him and cumming on his body.