The Fall

The woman in front of me stood still now.

Not Sarah. This...this wasn't her. In her voice, what she was saying, the way she stood and even the look on her face.

None of it was her.

She grabbed onto the cum covered pair of panties, dead eyes looking up to Callum. He nodded his head in my direction and she knew just what was expected of her.

Behind me there was a noise, a loud Druuuup followed by a quick, chuuuch. Sarah opened my mouth and I couldn't move myself to stop her. Nothing restricting or binding me. Just the utter lack of will in this shattered state.

"That's right baby, shut him up." Callum **** his mouth onto the woman's as she stuffed mine with the cum stained underwear. His tongue assaulted her without any passion or tenderness, just raw uncaring desire.

The moment her hands left my lips they were replaced by the tape. Locking the filthy drenched piece of clothing in my mouth. The taste salty bitter cum engraving itself on my mind.

"How big do you think the cocks all that cum came from were darling?" A devil whispered into my ears. "They were such big loads, only makes sense for them to have come from big fat cocks? Right?"

Callum's fingers were digging into the woman's cunt again, his tongue still lapping up her mouth. Another hand groping her fat tits so hard you'd think they'd burst.

"You'll savour the taste, won't you honey? Your girl worked so hard to milk it out of all those boys. It'd be a shame for it to go to waste.

Callum spread the woman's legs and hastily dropped his pants to the floor. The energy in the crowd finally picking up again now that they were getting what they wanted to see.

"So much cum gathered in so little time. Her blow jobs must be incredible to get them off that quick. The kinda skill that only comes with lots...and lots of practice."

The woman's body shuddered as Callum began to fuck her. His raw cock sliding into her still standing over me. The hand on her tit had moved to her throat, and even muffled through their wet lips slapping together, I could hear her moan with ever thrust inside her cunt.

"You did good to make it this far baby, and I really was rooting for you." Slender hands unbuttoned my pants and shifted them down. Taking hold of my cock as it flung out, still hard even with the disgusting display in front of me. "But you never really had a chance now did you?"

Steven was there now, the woman bent over and stuffed by a cock on each end. Slowly more members of the crowd built up the courage to join in. Grabbing at her hanging tits, slapping her ass and jerking off to it all.

"A nice guy like you deserves better, doesn't he?" Lacy spat into her hands and kept jerking me off. Even with her slow light pace it onky took a moment to bring me close to cumming. But right on the edge, just as I began to tighten up and get so close, she stopped.

"Shh shhh shhh." She caressed my face as I groaned out in agony. "We don't always get what we want. What we deserve."

The woman was being held up now. Callum fucking her from behind, assumably fucking her ass. Another, a random stranger, was fucking her cunt. The man groaned and finished inside her. As he moved away to let the next guy in I saw his cum drip out of her used up pussy. Flowing out and down her thighs and another cock moved to fill up her gaping hole.

"But I think you and I can still have a little bit of fun, don't cha think?" She giggled and nibbled at my ears, jerking my cock again fast and tight.

"Don't cum for me baby." She moaned to me. "Cum for her. Cum for the poor little cock slut who would rather suck some ugly strangers cock thsn marry you."

"Nnuughhhfffhhhhuuuuuuugghh." Fuck. Fuuck. I couldnt stop myself. Couldn't stop any of this. The words slipped out if her mouth and went right sound my cock. Pushing me over that edge.

"Yes honey yes! Just like that! Let's get every last drop out of you."

My cum splattered across my chest as I came. My teeth gritting down as I involuntaryly pushed her panties deeper down my throat. I could feel those dripping loads of cum trickle down my throat as she milked the last drops of my own onto her hands.

Satisfied with her work she wiped away the remainder of my cum onto my face. Giggling louder and more uncontrollably as one hand pushes my cheeks together, and another teased my balls.

"I knew you were a good boy, and your my good boy now. I want you to forget all about her. Okay?"

I couldn't even see her anymore, the crowd closed in to tight for me to look past. But if I listened closely I could hear. Her moans, crys and whimpers hidden between the wet slapping of flesh on flesh.

A man asked her if she liked being fucked like a whore. If she liked being nothing more than a toy for men to use. She replied, quite and broken. But I could tell her words weren't for him, Sarah was talking to me.

"It's just what I deserve."

A/N: So I've been finding it hard to find the right motivation to finish up story lately. I've had less time to write, and frankly wasn't quite happy with the direction and setpiece I'd written myself into. But I didn't want to just leave the story dead, or to just abandon the branch, so we have a bad ending!

I'm not the happiest with it, but I'm hoping putting out something can kick me back into gear with the story, and I can go back a few chapters and do better.

I'll probably do an epilogue for this branch to close it off first, then work on a good (or at least more positive) route. So, if you hate how things ended up hopefully I'll have something better. Eventually.

So yeah, it's an ending. But hopefully not the ending.

Happy holidays!