He's in a generous mood

With a final grunt Jimmy empties himself and pulls his wilting cock out of your mouth. His face twists with cruelty, and you feel the gun press harder against your head, expecting **** even as driblets of his cream run from your mouth.

He holds your eyes for a moment, letting you think about your ****, then grins and steps back, pulling the gun away and looking up at the other men.

"She's all yours, boys! Wear the whore out!" he laughs, looking down at your bound and kneeling body with a sneer, putting away his gun with one hand and his cock with another.

You hardly have time to breath a sigh of relief before your hair is grabbed by a strong hand, forcing your head to turn, your mouth onto another cock. You gulp and suck, greedy for it, your excitement flowing like fire through you at your narrow escape from sudden ****, and the thought of being used and owned by these powerful men who have you at their mercy.

They surround you, their rampant cocks throbbing in your face. You are pulled from one to another, your soft sucking mouth devouring each in turn as you slaver and moan with forbidden delight. Unlike Jimmy's puny weapon, these guys are well equipped with meat, filling and stretching your mouth with their throbbing heat.

You're quivering with each change of cock, your pussy dripping with need, your nipples so stiff and hard they feel like they might explode. You love the feel of the cocks in your mouth, the hands that maul you, ruthlessly possessing you.

"Fuck!" you moan as another shaft is pulled out of your mouth, "Give me your fat cocks! Make me suck them! Fuck my little whore mouth!" Your words are silenced as another thick piston of meat starts to **** your mouth, making you drool and whimper around its girth.

With pleading, grateful eyes you stare up at the men surrounding you, submitting totally to their control, loving the sensation of being owned and abused, wanting nothing more than to obey and please your masters.

For they are your masters. You are no longer Lisa. You are piece of fuck meat, a suck toy for their delicious cocks, living only to please them, having no purpose except to surrender your body for their most debased desires. The very thought of your total submission, your utter surrender, triggers the orgasm that has been building in you, sending it ripping through your quivering body as you suck and slurp at cock after cock.

You feel hands on your hips, lifting you to your feet while other hands hold your mouth impaled on a cock. You wriggle in anticipation, knowing what's coming, your cunt flowering open to welcome the thick **** cock you desire more than life itself. You whimper in blissful desire as you feel the hot tip rub between your folds, then whimper in need and disappointment as it is withdrawn. You are pushed back to your knees, the cock in your mouth sliding out of your softness, and you fear that you have somehow disappointed these hard, brutal men that you want so much to please. You look up at them but none of them are looking at you, all of them turned towards the door of the warehouse.

"What the fuck is going on here?" a harsh voice asks. "Jimmy, what the fuck are you fucking doing?"