Service Slut

I hang there, naked and bound, before them. I feel the weight on my legs, bound above me, my legs spread wide, hearing them whispering and chatting, amused laughter at my expense as they discussed what should come next. My arms were bound behind and above my head, and now with my pussy more exposed than ever, there was nothing I could do but wait. I moaned softly, my pleasure still at the forefront of my mind, whimpering between moans, all of which were heavily distorted, thanks to the ballgag still solidly planted in my mouth. All I could do was hand before them, naked, helpless and very much exposed, my shaved mound more visible than ever. I felt the cool spring breeze once more, goosebumps forming across my skin, my nipples standing out hard from my bosom, the breeze causing me to say softly before them,

My mind started to remember the work shift I was missing and my first day too.... all of which was swiftly forgotten as the son, who I've been submissively serving as his dirty whore since the sudden request. I felt him brush a hand through my hair, "Look at you ... my folks finally found a woman dirty enough to play along, rather than all those 'nice girls'. Well, going to complain. In fact, I may as well indulge myself." He chuckled then, unzipping his pants, his cock bouncing out. I found myself letting out a deep moan as he grabbed ahold of my waist with his left hand, swaying me close. He rubbed it across my mound, and I'm helpless before him. he playfully rubbed it across my pussy, my clit being brushed against as he teased. The crowd erupted in excitement, as my mind focused solely on what he was up to.

He played it out, teasing me for at least a minute, before finally driving his rock-hard member into me, and I orgasmed as it stretched me out easily. He pulled out slowly most of the way, until only the tip remained in me, the crowd going loud with excitement, as he paused before once more plunging his cock deep into me. This time, the trust was rough and forceful, driving him deep into me, and eliciting me to cry out loudly as pleasure and discomfort rushed through my being. I moaned loudly, which seemed almost like a squeal of pleasure, thanks to the ballgag. He took his time, playing out his pleasure as long as he could, keenly enjoying the pleasure it caused him, not to mention enjoying the attention aimed our way. I moaned loudly, my pleasure and desire rising quickly.

He proceeds to slowly thrust his cock deep into me, pausing, his member just nearly pressed into me, before roughly pounding me with his cock, my body squelching around it as it was propelled deep into me. I felt the woman from beforehand now pressing on the sides of my throat, and I let out a gasp as she casually choked me, I heard her whisper, "My, submissiveness really suits you. I wonder why no one has claimed you before, hmm? Well, no matter. I hope you like hanging out here for awhile though.", and she giggled into my ear, clearly enjoying her own wit as her grip on my neck slowly tightening. I knew my cheeks would turn a deep shade of red, though my attention was placed largely on the man I had been grabbed to serve, watching as he pounded me at a rough, slow pace. I felt my orgasms grow in intensity and climax as his balls finally slapped against my pussy. I moaned, as loud as the ballgag would allow, as he claimed me for his own desires. I felt a hand then, her hand, running down my side, before reaching around and pinching my nipple between the nails on her thumb and pointer finger, slowly twisting it, giggling softly as I moaned before them.

I could feel her copying a feal with one hand, even as she choked me tight with the other. I moaned, a primal, savage sound, as he swayed me forward and back. I could feel him stretching me as he plunged himself harshly into me, holding tight to me and he pulled me forward and back. I felt my pleasure rising, along with my desire for him to keep claiming me for his own pleasures. I saw the crowd around me, clearly enjoying the sight, I knew he was using me, but just then, I only cared he'd keep doing it. I orgasmed with increasing regularity, my only concern was for him to keep using me. I cried out, loud as I could, knowing that every moment I was being watched.

He slowly increased in speed, keenly using me at his own pace, as his front played with, and choked me. She grasped my breast with her left hand, giving it a tight squeeze before rubbing her hand down my side, playing with me casually. I felt her casually grasping and groping at me, taking advantage of my helplessness to. have some fun. Not that I minded, I'd have to admit; I felt my back arch slightly as she played with me, adding to the pleasure I was already feeling.

He gripped my waist sharply then, upping the anty swiftly, as he thrust into me rough and rapid. My pleasure rose along with it, my heart beating fast as he thrust himself deep into me. I feel myself being yanked forward and back, his balls smacking into me each time. I orgasm again and again, as I cried out as loud as the ballgag would allow. I climaxed as he unleashed his load deep within me, I moaned as he unleaded yet more into me, feeling his cock plunging into me. He filled out then, and I gasped aloud, watching, my breath raspy, as he rubbed the last few drops onto my shaved mound. I felt something of an emptiness where his member had been and could see a drop of his cum, then another, dripping out of me and onto the ground beneath. He put himself back together quickly and gave what must have been his buddy a high five.

Within moments, he took over, and his rock-hard member swiftly pulled out from his pants. He hardly gave me a moment to catch my breath before he held me tight and roughly plunged his own cock into me. I cried out, brought and primal, and my mind became awash once more with new waves of pleasure. She giggled then, before whispering into my ear, her voice coy and playful, "Hope you like being repeatedly used, my slut.", before cackling softly, I gasp aloud as she squeezed my ass. He played with me, pounding his cock deeper with each thrust, and took his time, like his buddy and my new master, had done. I moaned loudly, helpless and enjoying every moment as he plumped the depth of my shaved mound, claiming me roughly. I found my mind desiring nothing else, feeling her **** me, even as she played with me, watching intently as I was openly used.

I felt her pulling down on my head, pulling me to hand differently, and I find another cock erect and within inches of my face. She smiles, removing the ball gag, and I gasp aloud, but the release is only momentarily, as he grabs my neck tight, plunging his cock down my throat, stretching it as he plunged it down in a single thrust. He started using my face and mouth, **** me even as he stretched my neck. I moaned through his cock, doing my best to please him, running my tongue along his member, my lips wrapped tight upon it. I found myself being used at both ends at once, helpless and enjoying every moment. They started to work a rhythm into it, my bound body swaying to and fro with each thrust the pair made into me.

They took their time, not that I card. After a bit, he increased in speed, his balls smashing into me rapidly, as he pounded me like a drill. I orgasmed hard, climaxing as he unleashed his own load into me. It was not long before his buddy unleashed his own, holding his cock deep inside of my mouth, forcing me to swallow hard several times once his own dump was made into my willing body. Finally, they stopped, and the gal who choked me before was back, smiling, her face only inches from mine. I gasp aloud, my breath ragged, and my face still a deep shade reddish hue, "Don't worry, my raunchy slut, there will be more to come ... but for now, you get to simply hand there; Naked, helpless and exposed to the world. Just how you like it." She winked, before pulling the ballgag back into view. I look down at it, returning my gaze back at her face as if just now registering what was going on. It felt like my mind seemingly working at a sluggish pace. She flashed me a toothy grin, and I submissively opened my mouth. I felt it being driven deep into my mouth, my jaw being opened wide by the sex toy. I moaned through it once, before whimpering softly. She gave it several tugs, tightening it each time until she was satisfied, cinching it down casually. I could see my lips wrapped tightly around it, quickly noting I could not move my jaw one bit. She checked it thoroughly nonetheless, somehow getting it even tighter before nodding in approval. She slapped my ass as she walked off, leaving me hanging before them.

I was l to hand there, naked as could be. With my arms bound to the rafters above me, my legs spread wide, and also tied up tight to the same refers, I was left to hang there before them, my pussy once more the lowest part of my body. I felt some of the deposit drip out from my shaved mound, leaving me to wonder which one had put it there and if it really mattered who did. One of the gals must have caught the sight of it, as she rugged her hand upon my exposed mound, rubbing it over my face, and into my hair. She giggled to herself as she played with me, squeezing my cheek before, before being called over.

They were all around a small stone bond fire, cheering, chatting happily, and eating something. They all paid attention to me from time to time, laughing after they pointed, though the wind and music played made it impossible to ascertain what. Besides catching my breath, there was nothing I could do. Eventually, my mind remembered the work shift I was missing ... or perhaps, already missed, at my new job. 'Not that it mattered now', I thought to myself, as the breeze started to pick up. I felt goosebumps becoming more pronounced by the moment, my nipples hard as ever, as the cool breeze blew across my naked skin, not sparing an inch of my exposed skin from its touch.

As they celebrated, I found his parents standing by me, smiling softly. She grabbed me by the face, pinching my cheeks between the fingers of her right hand, "I hope you enjoyed yourself so far, and plan on staying awhile. My son could really use the company of a good fuck, and so it seems, could you. You do want to say, don't you, dear whore?"