Becoming a three-hole slut

Thanks to the **** in your system and the intensity of everything that's going on, it takes you a moment to process what Darius has just said. When you finally do understand what's about to happen, shock and fear fills you to your core. Did he just say that someone was going to use your asshole next! Anal sex was something you had never even thought about, let alone tried with a partner before. The thought of it sends shivers down your spine.

As you lay there with cum sprayed on your back, Marcus moves out of the circle surrounding you and starts to pull his cock out of his pants. You look back to see and through teary eyes you notice his cock in hand as he squats down behind you. That thing is massive, larger than Darius' even, more girthy and even a little extra in length too. A wave of fear washes over you in anticipation.

"No please! I've never had anyone... there... before!" You plead.

The men all chuckle as they hear the fear in your quivering voice. As Marcus squats down on top of you, you try to turn around and struggle but your arms are immediately grabbed by him and pinned down to the ground.

"Trust me Bunny, this will be a whole lot easier if you try to relax. Ok maybe not easy, but less difficult." Darius instructs you.

Despite Darius' advice, panic has set in and you continue to wriggle around and struggle beneath Marcus, who is now using his weight to also pin down your waist.

"Give her another hit of the Jet." Darius instructs one of the Kings.

One of the men pulls the Jet out of his pocket again and crouches down to your mouth, forcing the inhaler in and giving you another puff. Immediately you feel a cloudy haze wash over your mind, as well as your muscles going a little more limp. You couldn't even resist Marcus' strenght before and now thanks to this extra dose of Jet you were barely even causing him any stress. Thanks to this added weakness, Marcus uses one hand to pin down both of your hands above your head whilst he uses the other to jerk his cock before lining it up with your asshole.

You can't see exactly what's going on behind you with your face pressed into the dirt, but before you know it you feel a wet sensation on your puckered asshole as Marcus spits on it. The next thing you feel is a pressure against your rear hole as he presses his cock against your back door. He starts slow but it still feels foreceful as Marcus pushes the tip of his gargantuan cock against your butthole. Eventually he applies enough pressure that the tip of his cock penetrates into your rear end. It's a painful feeling as your tightest hole is being stretched to accomodate even the tiniest amount of this massive cock.

Thanks to the **** your mind is too cloud to even form sentences right now so all you can do is wail and scream in order to beg the men to stop.

"Ahhhhhhh! Stop! Please!" You beg.

"Someone shut this bitch up. We got a gag anywhere." Marcus asks.

One of the men pulls a small piece of cloth out of his back pocket and ties it around your mouth, preventing you from being able to speak properly.

"No pweashe." Is all you can muster through the gag.