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Chapter 145 by JohnFlow JohnFlow

What's next?

The beginning of the rest of your life

You do as Darius instructs and walk forward towards the crowd of hulking black men, something that every instinct of your old life tells you you shouldn't do. As you walk forward and approach the centre of the crowd, they form a tight circle around you, engulfing you in the middle. As you reach the centre you giggle like a kid in a candy shop and use your hands to explore the strong chests of the men immediately around you followed by the bulges in their pants. The second you do so, you feel a swarm of hands all around you reaching out and beginning to explore your body. Feeling all of them grabbing and squeezing at every inch of your body is a sensation like no other and you can already feel yourself starting to get wet at the thought of what they're going to do to you.

"Get down on your knees Bunny." The instruction comes from directly in front of you.

It's Miles, who lightly caresses your chin before putting his hand on your shoulder to guide you down into a position more befitting a bitch such as yourself. As you lower to the ground, you feel your dress hike up, revealing your entire ass to the men surrounding you and the thong hidden between your cheeks. One of them reaches down and slaps your right ass cheek hard.

"Eeeep!" You squeal out.

"Nice thong bitch!" He shouts at you.

"Thank you sir." You seductively moan back at him, twistedly aroused by this infliction of pain on your body.

Miles grabs your chin again and tilts your head up to face him.

"Open your mouth for me sweetheart."

You do as he says and open your mouth wide. Miles then spits directly into your mouth. You're taken aback at first, but it's nothing too out there considering all the things your filthy mouth has been used for lately. The rest of the Kings follow suit in some strange sort of ritual, all spitting at you. Hardly any of the rest of it makes it into your mouth and instead ends up coating your face and clothing.

"This is what we think of you. This is what you're worth to us. Do you understand?"

You swallow Miles' saliva in your mouth before answering.

"Yes sir. I'm just a worthless whore."

"Good. Lets get to it then."

What's next?

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