No more waiting. It happens now.

This is surreal. Your entire body is on fire. Almost literally, but definitely also figuratively. Heather's flogger left all of your skin tingling with a pleasant kind of burning sting. And you are a hot mess between your thighs, your pussy aching to be filled. It's a strange new sensation, but you know it for what it is. You want that cock.

You turn again to look at it, **** to know what's about to enter you, but Heather restrains your face again. "Bitch, I will not remind you again." Her tone is deadly serious and you are reminded that you are a pawn in their game. This isn't about you at all. You gulp nervously but obey, meeting her eyes submissively. She smiles and her tone softens. "That's better."

Mark's hand on your ass feels cool on your hot skin. His other hand brushes your pussy as he reaches beneath you and you jump, remembering not to take your eyes off of Heather's face.

Heather grins. "Oh, you're so expressive! This is going to be so hot."

Then Mark switches the clitoral vibrator back on! You gasp with the intensity, your body is already so sensitive. But that's forgotten when the warm tip of something soft but firm presses firmly against your wet pussy, forcing your own soft flesh to yield.

Your mouth opens as he enters you with authority. Firm, steady movement deeper and deeper. Your body opens to him, your drenched pussy offers no resistance at all. He penetrates you deeply and you feel a stretching sensation you can only describe as "full," right on the edge of painful, but definitely pleasant.

That's enough for you, immediately, and you come hard. Heather holds your face as you come, forcing some very intimate eye contact as she vicariously enjoys your penetration. Mark doesn't slow down as you quiver, either, he just starts thrusting smoothly, fucking you nice and deep in a steady rhythm. It's an entirely new sensation. You've never had anything inside you and now you're filled to bursting. It's so intense, your body so hot and ready that you come again almost as soon as the first one begins to subside. Heather mutters, possibly to herself, as he fucks you. "Yeah, take it. You love that big cock. You're that cock's bitch. Mmm." She continues, but you stop listening.

Between the hard cock in your pussy and that insufferably arousing plug in your ass, you can't imagine being any more full than you are each time Mark enters you again. You haven't even seen either of them, so you have no idea what's inside you. At least no idea what they look like. You're quickly becoming very familiar with what they feel like. And it feels good. Soooo good.

Heather leans down and kisses your open mouth, teasing your tongue with hers. You don't care. She licks your face as her husband fucks you from behind. You're their whore; you know it's true. It's amazing.

Mark is not exactly gentle with you, but neither does he doesn't hurt you. He definitely knows what he's doing. Each thrust drives you wild and sparks a wave of pleasure that radiates through your entire body. Heather had done an amazing job warming you up for him, physically and mentally. You're in the orgasm zone, coming again and again, lost on a sea of feminine bliss.

At some point they untied your legs and flipped you onto your back. You're only half aware. Pleasure rocked your world and you are dizzy. Your whole body tingles from toe to scalp.

Heather climbs on top of you and straddles your waist, holding your legs open with her hands on your ankles. She and Mark make out while he fucks you, slowly now, grinding in a way that builds a new, different orgasm you know will be massive.

Except for being the pussy wrapped around Mark's cock, you might as well not be there. You're just a plaything in their games, after all. And you don't even care. It feels so good to be fucked, you are happy to just lie there and take it, savoring the approach of that enormous orgasm. You'd lost count of how many times you came after the fourth time. Fifth? Whichever. A part of your mind screams that the number is important, but you ignore it. Being multi-orgasmic is the best!

Being a woman is so much more fun than being a stinky man. You want to have sex all the time! After a pounding like that, it's hard to remember that you ever didn't love cock. Cock is the best!

You come again, and as expected, it's big. It hits different, and you groan loudly as you quiver on the floor, pinned beneath Heather's weight to keep you from escaping Mark's incredible cock.

You must have blacked out for a moment. Your senses return to the two of them having forgotten about you completely.

Mark is fucking Heather's mouth to finish. He is brutal but Heather takes it like a pro. You finally get a glimpse of his cock as it stretches and bulges deep in Heather's throat and you can't believe you ever fit that monster inside of you.

You do feel a little jealous that you didn't get to receive his cum as you collapse back onto the floor. You notice some of your own hair on your face and pick it up. It's blonde. You didn't have blonde hair, right?

Distantly, as if in a dream, you are aware that the sun is rising.