To the last of these gentlemen

Still reeling from the last spasms of my orgasm, I dragged myself toward the fourth man, my bruised knees leaving a damp trail on the floor. The fourth man was the most imposing of them all, his penis taut as a bow, veined and glistening with sweat. As soon as my trembling fingers brushed against its base, a hoarse moan escaped his hood. The chastity belt suddenly vibrated more intensely, as if Cyndie had sensed my exhaustion and wanted to push me to the limit.

I had only four and a half minutes left. I was breathless, exhausted, my mouth was beginning to shut. The chastity belt suddenly twisted deeper inside me, a metal hook rubbing against a spot so sensitive that my legs buckled. I collapsed to my knees, breathless from the double sensation—the sharp pain on my inner thighs and the brutal heat of his member now pounding against my lips.

I was giving this last blowjob my last bit of strength. It was inhuman; my lips were screaming for mercy. His cock was the same size as the others, but on top of that, this idiot couldn't help but sway his hips, slamming them against my throat, multiplying the pain. Each thrust pushed the back of my mouth a little further, triggering a gag reflex that I fought by clenching my fists, my nails digging into my palms.

My breath broke into hoarse gasps as I **** my jaws open, my burning tongue crawling along the bulging veins of his cock. The salty taste of his pre-ejaculate mingled with the lingering chili pepper on my lips, each drop a delicious ****. The belt was now vibrating in brutal spasms, as if synchronized with the frantic thrusts that **** my head against his pubis.

It was only 10 seconds before the countdown ended that the ring and its key fell to the floor, stopping the countdown. The key finally freed my wrists, and a door opened from above, but I saw that it had barely opened fully before it slammed shut again. I had **** but to abandon the four men as I stepped through the door, which closed behind me.

I found myself in a corridor. I took the opportunity to unlock the padlock that had prevented me from removing the chastity belt, which was now vibrating like never before, its vibrations so intense they made my teeth chatter. My trembling fingers slid across the lock, damp with sweat and saliva, while the metal, heated by my **** movements, burned my thighs. When I felt the dildos slide out of my vagina and anus, I cried out in relief.

My fingers finally gripped the harness, the vibrations so intense they made me tremble from my knees to my shoulders. With a sudden movement, I pulled on the mechanism, and the lock gave way with a metallic click. The harness fell heavily to the floor, finally freeing my red, mottled stomach, my trembling thighs still tingling with electric shocks.

But before I could catch my breath, another click echoed in the hallway.