More

You lie there on the floor still, staring at the ceiling, a mind absent of thought. They've literally fucked your brains out. Your hands absent mindedly play with the cum coating your belly, occasionally bringing some up to your mouth to lick up. Eventually, your brain decides to wake up and there's only one thought on your mind. You try to speak but your throat has been abused so much it comes out as a faint whisper.

"What's that Bunny?" Darius asks.

You roll to your side and struggle to your hands and knees.

"More." You say, but it still only comes out as a faint whisper.

"Huh?"

"What did she say?"

"Speak up Bunny."

"More!" You say now more loudly, stumbling forwards awkwardly on your hands and knees.

This elicits a cheer from the crowd, some laughs and a number of wolf whistles.

"That's one hell of a whore!"

"She really is insatiable!"

"Wish some of these other bitches had that sorta enthusiasm!"

As you crawl you stumble and collapse to the ground, but the men have gotten the message and a group of them swarms around you to pick you up and carry you off to be fucked in some new position.