An easy afternoon

The rest of your afternoon was relatively uneventful: you had a meeting with your boss, the South-West's admission's president, and then spent some time coaching some of the newer admissions officers. As it was a nice day and you had time to kill, around mid-afternoon you took a stroll to the local diner to have some coffee and pie - you could have had Yasmine or someone get it, but wanted to get out of the office for a bit.

As you passed the park opposite the diner you could see and hear some sort of commotion. A group of college boys were circled round a near-naked black girl, who was knelt down on the grass blowing the four of them. From her collar you could tell she was from East Africa and did household service. Asian's had yellow collars, African's black collars, Hispanic's brown collars, Arab's white collars, and Eastern European's red collars - on the side of each collar would be printed a unique public service code (a number, 1-3, for the type of service they provided, a letter detailing which part of their continent they were from, the date their public service ended, and then a 6 digit unique number).

Anyone with a collar was free to be used by anyone over 18 at any time, even those owned by specific households, and from the supermarket bags dumped by the hedge, it looked like these boys had caught the girl on her way back from food shopping. You thought about joining in, but you had readily available girls back at the office so there was need to queue. You pressed on to the diner, and arrived and took a seat by the window. You ordered your pie, and as you ate you watched from the window as the college boys took turns finishing over her face, then left. They were however quickly replaced by a pair of what looked like brothers, who proceeded to rip the panties of the East African girl and take turns fucking her from behind.

However, they quickly lost your attention, as in through the diner door walked a 'mobile service' girl and her handler. She was an Indian Milf, with big tits and a nice ass. Her handler blew a whistle to get everyone's attention, then loudly announced that Priya here is available for everyone to use for as long as they want - he then gave a phone number to the manager, and told her to call him when everyone's done with her. He could probably not have bothered with the whistle: for one, there were about a dozen people in the diner, and two, Priya's pitiful excuse for an outfit, pink stockings and heels, and her collar meant everyone knew what she was the second she walked through the door.

Some ex-military looking guy said "I guess I'll start" and went up to Priya, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her over a table, then mounted her and started pounding her. After five minutes or so he stopped finished inside her, his cum dripping out of her and onto the floor. That broke the seal, and about 5 different men began wandering over to have their turn with her. The first to reach her **** her to her knees and stuck his cock in her mouth. Within a minute, Priya was alternately blowing and jerking off 5 different guys. You just watched - there was no rush, Priya would be here for as long as she was wanted. Half an hour passed where a steady flow of guys approached Priya and had her suck them off, or jerk them if she was already busy; probably 20 guys used her during this time, up to 6 of them at once, and she got not a second's respite. Each one came over her face or tits, and she was soon plastered in cum.

You asked the waitress for a couple slices of untoasted bread, and once Priya finally had a free moment you approached her, bread in hand. You wiped the bread across her face, covering it in the cum of maybe 2 dozen different men. "Eat it you whore" you told her, with a smile on your face. She looked at you with disgust, but ate it nevertheless, much to the amusement of the many guys watching. You took another piece, this time rubbing across her well-glazed chest, and again made her swallow the cum-drenched piece of bread. "All clean now" you announced jokingly to no-one in particular, which got a few laughs.

"I guess she's ready for more if some of you fellas are up for a second round" you said, looking around for any takers. "We can't have her getting her citizenship too easily now, can we?" you continued. There were murmurs of agreement. As you pulled out your cock and began fucking her ass, a small crowd assembled around her. Poor Priya was going to have a tough afternoon...