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Chapter 5 by namenotfound namenotfound

What kind of service dog are you?

Free use

As the receptionist steps away, you’re finally left alone, though you’re unsure exactly how far away the two men are from you. You don’t move your body yet, as you’re not sure if you even can. Your legs and arms feel trapped as your ass does its best to adjust around the intruding object inside of it. You can hardly describe how you’re feeling at this moment, it’s an intense mixture of anger, confusion, and dare you say, fear. Anything you could possibly do to get out of this situation seems impossible in your current state, all you can do is stand there.

“And as a thank you for doing such a good job…” The receptionist begins to say. You look up to notice she’s not looking at you, but behind you. “You two feel free to use our new bitches services.”

You don’t know what she means by that, but the pure look of sinister joy on her face, hints to you that you’re not going to like it.

You hear no response, but soon feel two strong and familiar hands grab onto your waist. They pull you back, forcing you into a seated position. You wince as your weight falls on your tail, pushing the plug deeper into you. You now sit awkwardly as your folded arms wave helplessly in the air.

“Aww! Look at her beg!” The receptionist teases. “I’m starting to understand why you signed up to be a free use service dog.”

Her words hit you, but you immediately convince yourself you misunderstood, that is until you hear the faint sound of a zipper. You’re vision is soon consumed by one of the men who were holding you down, though, you’re unsure if it’s the one with hair or without, due to the fact that your eyes are only focused on his large, thick cock that is currently pointed directly at your face.

Your first instinct is to close your mouth, which you’re instantly reminded isn’t possible due to the rubber ring. Before you can come up with any other solution, you feel a pair of hands press against the back of your head. Your heart sinks as your head moves forward, the tip of his cock soon passing through your lips, so thick that the opening of the ring almost doesn’t let it through, however, you’re not that lucky. You feel it filling your mouth as you continue to be pushed down onto it. A warm saltiness hits your tongue, for a second you wonder if yours has also tasted like this to the countless women who have put it in their mouths, a thought that you quickly drop as it begins to reach the back of your throat.

“GGHHHGHGHGHGH GHHGHGHGHGHG!!!” Is the only sound you can make as your nose touches against his stomach as you feel his large, heavy balls smack against your chin.

You start to panic as you attempt to breathe , but fortunately it only lasts for a moment as he soon pulls back, allowing you to suck in just enough air for him to dive back in. Spit flys out of your mouth with each thrust as tears stream from your eyes. He’s in complete control, using your head as if it’s a simple item only meant to get him off. You’re not sure how much more of this you can take, though you’re even less sure about what will even happen when you can’t take any more. All you can hope it’s that he’ll be done soon.

How long does it last?

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