Union Present

The door opened.

First, loud, raucous laughter and heavy footsteps could be heard in the hallway. Then several men walked into Claudia’s office. They were the guys from the union—all of them big, unkempt types who smelled of sweat, machine oil, and a long, hard day’s work. Some were still wearing their work clothes; others had only changed superficially. They were loud, dirty, and already talking before they were even fully in the room.

“Finally, Rainer! Where’s the hooker?” a tall, bearded man bellowed rudely, laughing.

When they saw Julia—bound and lying on the desk, her legs spread as wide as they’d go, her face partially smeared with dried cum, and her pussy still glistening and dripping—loud, filthy laughter erupted.

“Holy shit… she really does look just like Claudia!” said the bearded man, stopping right in front of the desk. He stared unabashedly between her legs. “She looks exactly like the boss. Did you pick her out on purpose, Rainer?”

A younger guy with greasy hair stepped closer and grinned widely.

“The little slut’s already lying there, all done, on the table. And look—someone’s already cummed inside her.” He pointed to the thick, white semen slowly oozing out of Julia’s pussy and dripping onto the floor in sticky strands. “Or did she get herself ready before we got here?”

The men laughed loudly. One closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Rainer Jansen stood a little apart, arms crossed, watching everything with a satisfied expression.

One of the men walked toward Julia. Written on her ass in large, black marker letters were:

“No condoms”

“Free for the union”

Below that, a tally mark list with the heading “Fucks today” was already visible—one mark had already been made. Directly underneath, in scrawled letters, it read:

“Claudia’s cunt (replacement)”

The man who had discovered it laughed loudly and slapped Julia hard on the ass once, making it smack.

“The little slut even labeled herself! She wants us to count how many times we fuck her.”

Another guy grabbed the marker that was still lying on the desk and leaned over her. While the first guy was already standing between her legs, shoving his cock into her wet pussy, the union guy wrote in big letters right across her ass cheeks:

“Union Whore”

Another man laughed lewdly and added right below it:

“Cum Tank—Please Fill to Capacity”

Julia lay there tied up, her mouth full of Rainer’s cock, while the men continued writing on her ass. She could feel the cool tip of the marker on her skin, even as a thick cock was thrust into her pussy. Every new stroke, every new humiliating word they drew on her skin, burned itself deeper into her.

The coworker fucked her hard and deep, his hips slapping loudly against her thighs. At the same time, Rainer was fucking her in the mouth, holding his cell phone in front of her face and filming.

“The boss would never do something like this… but this little slut here is totally into it,” said the bearded man, spitting on Julia’s pussy before pulling out his own cock.

“Look how that cunt sucks that cock right in. She gets really wet when we insult her.”

Julia lay there, completely defenseless. The ropes were cutting into her skin. Rainer’s cock thrust deep into her throat while another man fucked her hard from below. She heard the men talking about her, heard their lewd laughter, felt the tip of the marker on her ass, and at the same time felt her body reacting to the rough treatment.

She hated it.

She hated every single one of them. She hated Rainer. She hated herself.

But her body betrayed her once again.

With every hard thrust into her pussy, she clenched involuntarily. Every time one of the men called her “Claudia-cunt” or “union whore,” something deep in her lower abdomen twitched. Tears welled up in her eyes as she was fucked. She tried to suppress the rising orgasm, but the combination of the humiliation, the markings on her skin, the rough hands, and the hard thrusts was too much.

Her body tensed. Her pussy began to throb. A stifled, broken sound escaped her mouth, which was stretched around Rainer’s cock.

The men laughed.

“Look, the little whore’s about to come!” one of them shouted.

“She really gets off on being treated like dirt.”

Julia closed her eyes as her body betrayed her. Tears streamed down her temples as she was fucked by the men and simultaneously had an unwanted, humiliating orgasm—bound, marked, and used as a cheap substitute pussy for her stepmother.