Seminar Day Two

My alarm went off at 6:45 a.m., just as I had set it—right before Mark was due to arrive. I got up, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and checked my appearance in the mirror. "Not a bad-looking woman," I thought to myself. I then undressed, as Mark had instructed, and lay on the bed, waiting. Moments later, I heard the click of the door, and in he walked.

"Morning, beautiful," Mark greeted me with a big smile, holding a small bag in his hand.

"Hey, Mark, good morning," I replied as he approached and gave me a deep kiss.

"I’ve got a little present for you this morning, so I need you to stand up," he said.

"Oh, what is it?" I asked, curiosity piqued. He gently pushed me over onto the bed and told me to wait there. I heard him unzip the small bag, and after a few moments, I felt something cold and wet touch the entrance of my ass. Then, it slid in. I gasped as I felt the object glide into place.

"Go look in the mirror," he instructed. I walked over to the full-length mirror and saw what he had inserted—a jewelled butt plug with a bright red crystal nestled between my cheeks. It actually looked nice and felt surprisingly good.

"That feels and looks pretty great," I said, smiling.

"Good. Keep it in until I say otherwise. And no panties today. We’ll do the same as yesterday—meet some people and take it from there."

I nodded, got dressed, and we headed downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast. The plug felt nice as I walked, another sensation I wouldn’t have expected to enjoy. When we arrived at the restaurant, one of Mark's colleagues waved us over to a table, where the same group from last night was sitting.

"Hey, everyone, nice to see you again," I said. They all greeted me warmly, smiling. We grabbed plates from the breakfast buffet, and I filled mine with delicious food, along with some apple juice and coffee. We chatted about the day ahead while we ate.

My phone pinged—Andrew had texted, asking how my day had gone yesterday. I simply replied with, "Fine," keeping my response short. His only reply was, "Ok." I knew he was aware I was still mad at him, but he probably wasn’t giving it much thought, busy as he was with his numbers and spreadsheets.

"I’m guessing that was Andrew checking up on you, judging by the look on your face," Mark said.

"Yes, that obvious, huh?" I replied with a smile. Mark smiled back, and we continued with our light conversation among the group as we finished our breakfast.

Once done, we left the restaurant and spent the rest of the morning attending the seminar, mingling with others, and making connections. Mark handled most of the talking—he was knowledgeable and articulate about his work. As the seminar began to wind down around midday, we decided to skip lunch, still full from breakfast. I noticed Mark talking to one of his colleagues, who handed him something before they both glanced over at me and smiled. I thought nothing of it and smiled back.

Later, Mark finished his conversation and walked over to me. "Let’s head back to my room," he said, giving my ass a playful pat. I took his arm, and we made our way to his room. On the elevator, he kept squeezing my ass, while I rubbed the bulge in his trousers, biting my lip in anticipation. By the time we reached his room, I was feeling very turned on—panty-less, with the plug still firmly in place, and Mark’s cock growing harder under my hand.

Once inside, the door clicked shut, and Mark wasted no time. "Get naked," he instructed, stripping down himself. He opened a drawer and pulled out a black collar, fastening it around my neck. It fit perfectly.

"Does this mean anything?" I asked.

"It means you’re my slut," he replied, smiling. I smiled back and nodded, accepting my role.

"Kneel and suck my cock," he ordered. I dropped to my knees and began to work on his limp cock, taking most of it into my mouth. I sucked, licked his balls, and ran my tongue along his shaft until he was fully hard.

He leaned down and said, "I’ve got a surprise for you." Then, he called out, "Okay, come in!" My heart raced. The bathroom door opened, and six men walked in, all naked. It suddenly dawned on me—these were Mark’s colleagues.

For a second, I considered leaving, but I didn’t move. Instead, I looked them over. They were all in decent shape, with various sized cocks—some already hard, some still soft—but all eyes were on me.

"Okay, guys," Mark said, addressing them. "Couple of things: Go easy on her—she’s new to this. And no ass-to-pussy, we don’t want her getting an infection, or we won’t be able to use her again." The men nodded in agreement.

I had no idea what I was in for, but as they gathered around me, I felt a rush of excitement. One of them pushed his cock into my mouth, while two others guided my hands to their cocks. I began stroking them, sucking and jerking them off as hands wandered over my body—squeezing my tits, tweaking my nipples, and exploring my wet pussy and plugged ass.

"She’s wet and ready, boys," one of them announced. They had all been hard for a while, and after about 20 minutes of sucking and stroking, one guy lay on the bed.

Mark grabbed me by the hair—not too hard, but firm enough—and guided me toward the bed. "Ride him, slut," he instructed. I climbed on top of the guy, guided his cock into my pussy, and began to ride him. Moaning, he played with my tits, sucking on them while two more cocks appeared at either side of me for me to suck.

The sensation was overwhelming, but it intensified when I felt the pulg being removed from my ass and it was placed on the bedside table, then something cold being rubbed on my asshole, which was lube. Another guy slid in behind me and began to push his cock into my ass. "Oh my god, I’m getting DP’d," I thought. My eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure as both holes are now very full of cock.

The scene escalated from there. My phone rang—it was Andrew. Mark fished my phone out of my bag and showed me the screen. I nodded, and Mark told the guys to keep going, but quietly.

Mark answered the call and put it on speaker.

"Hey, Rachel. I won’t be able to pick you up later. Can you get a lift home or take the train?" Andrew said.

I struggled to catch my breath from the pounding. "Okay, no problem," I managed to say.

"Mark will give me a ride home," I added. Andrew hesitated. "You sound out of breath. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I’m fine. Just working out at the hotel gym. I’ll see you tonight," I replied, and Mark hung up the phone. We all laughed.

"Silly bastard," I said. "He’ll never know I’m being gangbanged."

The fucking resumed in full ****, and it wasn’t long before the guy in my ass groaned and unloaded a hot load deep inside me. I groaned too as I felt the hot rush of spunk fill my ass. "Fuck yeah!" I shouted. He squeezed out the last drops of spunk before pulling out and stepping away. The guy beneath me then pushed me off and asked me to turn around. He wanted my ass now, and I obliged. His cock slid in more easily this time, having already been fucked, while another guy positioned himself in front of me and slid into my pussy. Another double penetration—my arousal was now off the charts, and I wanted them all. The two men pounded me slow and hard, and I came intensely, barely able to suck another cock through the waves of my orgasm.

Before long, both men groaned as they unloaded into my ass and pussy. Once again, I moaned at the rush of hot spunk in both holes. They shot deep inside me. "Three loads, all for me... still three more to go," I thought to myself. At this point, Andrew was a distant memory.

The guy in my pussy pulled out, and I climbed off the man beneath me. As I stood up, Mark handed me a glass and said, "Push out all the cum into this glass." I took the glass, squatted down, and began to push out as much as I could. The loads were massive. Once I was done, he took the glass back. The three men who had fucked me earlier wanted their cocks cleaned, and I happily obliged. Mark set the glass aside.

"Stand up and bend over," he instructed. I complied, resting my hands on the bed. The men took turns fucking my pussy for a few minutes before pulling out and letting the next guy take over. This continued until it was time for my ass again. Just as Mark had said yesterday, "We’ll loosen it up."

There were four cocks left to fuck my ass, and they each took turns. Once they were ready, they dumped their loads, one after the other, into my ass. Mark was the last one. By the time he slid in, my ass was loose from the others, making it easy for him to enter. He grabbed my hips and fucked me hard and slow. I had never been fucked so intensely, especially in my back passage. It didn’t take long before he groaned loudly and unloaded his cum into my very wet, sloppy fuck hole.

He pulled out, leaving my gaped ass dripping, and then came around to the front and slid his cock into my mouth. I tasted my own ass juices as he shoved it deeper. The other men did the same. Mark then grabbed the cup again and said, "Same again, whore," handing it to me.

I squatted down and placed the glass under my ass, pushing out a huge load of cum. The glass was almost full. Mark scooped out the last drops with his finger from my ass and shoved it into my mouth, which I sucked hard. Once clean, he walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a small tub of strawberries.

"You must be hungry by now, whore," he said. "I am, quite," I replied. He opened the tub and poured all the cum I had pushed out into the glass over the strawberries, coating them completely. "Holy shit," I thought. "Now I’m going to eat cum on food." I couldn't help but wonder what he would come up with next. I'd already drunk his piss.

He handed me the tub and a fork. I sat on the bed and began eating the fruit, cum and all. All the while, the men watched and touched me, fingering my holes. I was so horny at this point, having just had cum in both my ass and pussy and being used by seven men. I could see their cocks, stiff as boards, watching me. Once I finished my meal, I lapped up all the cream and handed the tub back to Mark.

"Good whore," he said. "Now lie back and spread your legs." I did as told, and they lined up to fuck me, one by one. This time, when they were about to cum, they pulled me up and squirted down my throat. Feeling the fresh, warm cum in my mouth just made me even hornier.

This went on until there were only two men left—Mark and another guy. By then, I had swallowed five loads of hot, fresh cum. My stomach was quite full from the mix of fruit and cum. The sixth guy slid into my now very wet pussy and began fucking me hard and fast. It didn’t take long before he groaned, tensed up, and unloaded into my pussy. I groaned and smiled, feeling the pulse of his cum inside me. He pulled me in for a wet kiss as he finished, then gave my tits a good sucking. He pulled out, leaving my pussy oozing cum down between my ass cheeks.

Mark wasted no time and slid in next. "Fuck, sloppy seconds... love it," he said, pounding me hard. His hands pressed my legs back as my pussy turned into a frothy mess of cum. Before long, he groaned loudly and emptied his balls inside me. I licked my lips at him as he unloaded, and he seemed to enjoy it.

Andrew had never gotten me off like this. Now I knew what I wanted to do from now on.

Mark pulled out, his cock covered in white frothy cum. I got up and licked it like a lollipop, savouring the thick white froth on my tongue before swallowing it. Once I had cleaned his cock and sucked out the last drops of cum, I began to mop up my pussy with my hand.

"Well, you’ve been a good student. You need a reward," Mark said. "Into the shower, and assume the position—you know which one." Mark commanded, and I obediently crawled like before, kneeling in the same spot.

As I crawled past each of the guys, they spanked my ass, sending jolts of excitement through me. I knew what was coming—they were all going to piss on me, degrading me like the whore I was becoming. Two at a time, they began to piss all over my body and chin. To my surprise, I loved the sensation of the hot ‘water’ cascading over me, and I reveled in it, rubbing it across my skin. Occasionally, I opened my mouth to let someone fill it, and I swallowed their piss eagerly.

When it came down to the last two guys, Mark instructed me to stand up and bend over. Obediently, I did as asked, bracing myself for whatever they had planned. It wasn’t long before I felt a cock slide into my pussy, just an inch or two, and then came the rush of hot piss inside me. This was a new experience—being pissed in, not just on—but it felt oddly satisfying. The piss washed away the creamy spunk that had been inside me, quickly seeping out and running down my legs to the floor, forming a puddle that drained away. It was quite a lot, but soon he finished and pulled out.

The last guy came behind me and slid into my ass. Now it was my ass’s turn to get the piss treatment. Once again, I felt that hot rush, filling me before overflowing out of my ass. It didn’t last long, and when he pulled out, both my holes still held some piss. I pushed out what was left, feeling clean and fresh.

"Okay, whore, freshen up with the guys, and you can get dressed when you're done," Mark instructed. We all showered together. I washed each of the guys, and they took turns washing me, including Mark. When they were done, they left in groups, leaving me alone in the shower. I took my time, enjoying the hot water before stepping out and drying myself off.

When I walked back into the room, the guys were gone, but Mark remained, already dressed. I smiled at him as I entered, still naked, knowing he was watching me.

"Before you get dressed, you need your ass jewellery back," he said with a smirk. I smiled and leaned over the bed, waiting for my accessory. Mark picked up the butt plug and brought it to my mouth. I opened up, sucking it clean and wetting it with my saliva, though it didn’t need much help after the thorough fucking my ass had already taken. He then inserted it back where it belonged.

"No panties, and keep that in, even when you're at home," he said. "The seminar is over, and we’re heading home." I smiled and nodded, got dressed, and gave him a kiss before heading to my room to pack.

It didn’t take long to gather my things. Just as I was finishing, there was a knock at the door. It was Mark. "Ready to go?" he asked. We checked out of the hotel and headed home.