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Chapter 22 by aroes aroes

What options do I have left?

Submission

I nodded my head as they huckle, one of them slapping my ass he smiled back at me ... a dirty, confident smile, making clear what his interests were for me. I gasped as one of them choked me, his hand slipping casually around my neck, squeezing the sides of my throat tightly. I felt my shaved mound being played with as they hollered in excitement, my body letting off an orgasm swiftly as they played with my exposed, bound and gagged body on the street for the world to see.

"Good. Whatever life you had before is gone now, understand? You're ours now. I gasp, feeling my shaved mound being fingered, my best being grabbed, my ass squeezed, as they explored their new toy ... along with the cheers of passers-by, clearly enjoying the sight of me being dominated. My arms and legs were still tightly bound, I felt my legs grow weak, my body relying more and more on the man **** me just to remain upright. They cackled, my exposed, helpless form was mercilessly groped and played with by them, and after a bit, I felt myself being pulled down the street, by now hardly able to even walk as they hauled me along.

I soon found one of the [ack standing by a dance, and I felt myself being smacked against it, and I weekly gasped as I bounced on it. Moments later, his cock rubbed again my mound, and I gasped in surprise as he rubbed his rock-hard member across my shaved mound. The arm released my neck, a reprieve far too short, and he quickly grabbed his left arm around me, chocking me casually, as his cock rubbed across my clit, and I gasped, knowing what was about to happen, but my mind knowing was just desiring he'd get over it and take me ... I knew he wanted to.

They laughed and chuckled, one-upping each other about how dirty they were going to use me, how often I was going to be there's to use, or how often they would be able to pound me. He knew what I did too, as he took his time, playing it out before his friends, letting my humiliation sink in. I felt him use me, as I gasped through both the ballgag and being choked. My legs felt weak but managed somehow to remain upright as he roughly thrust himself across me. Finally, as his buddies shouted encouragement, did he impale himself into me, his cock driving deep in, forcefully spreading me out, driving him deep into me.

I cried out, loud as I could manage, as he rammed himself harshly into me, slowly pulling most of the way out, pausing before thrusting back in once more, claiming my pussy hard, his cock rushing even deeper them before. I orgasmed quickly, made all the more powerful by him **** me ... though it could have been my helplessness or perhaps how risque it all was. I felt his free hand grabbing, squeezing my breasts then, playing with me openly, my bounds limited what little I could do as he claimed me.

He started a slow, rhythmic pounding, and I claimed hard as his balls finally smashed into the intimate folds. I cried out, the sound harsh to my ears, as he took me, taking his time to savour using me, kissing my neck even as he's cock ploughed deep into me. I felt each thrust hard, my body letting out a shake as another orgasm raced hard through me, followed by another ... then another. His buddies occasionally slapped my ass, or coping a feel on my exposed skin as he claimed me openly,

They clearly enjoyed the sight, and soon I saw a flash of a camera as someone snapped a shot of us going at it like it was normal to see a woman naked, bound, gagged and being pounded in the street. Or maybe they wanted to save a photo of it, so they could share it with friends to prove it really happened.

Either way, I was a little too preoccupied to do anything about it, nor did they seem to care, as he made a show of using me, humiliating me as he pounded me harshly, each time grinding into my helpless body. He said something, and his speed swiftly increased, until he was swiftly taking me to pound town, my mind quickly going blank to anything at all, as primitive desires for more eclipsed all other thoughts. I cried out, long and loud as I could manage, as he claimed me, swiftly taking me now. I felt my orgasm racing through me like mad, my mind simply refusing to process any of this, and I cried out as I climaxed again, as pleasure and pain washed my mind into a frenzy of primal desire.

I felt his load exploding deep into me then, followed by more as he used me so, rubbing the last of it off on my ass, leaving the last of his salty load on my body for all to see as his friends cheeked and explained. Unexpectedly, I felt his arm release its hold on me. Like a used toy, I simply slumped to the ground, leaving me to lay there, gasping for breath, as they excitedly cheered him on.

What do they have planned now?

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