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Chapter 43 by Sarckle Sarckle

Run? Or get fucked?

Three guys and you.

While you fantasize about running away and avoiding your fate, you don’t notice the guys around you again. Your fantasy ends abruptly when Vic pushes his tongue into your mouth. As the kiss continues you feel the other hands running across your body. Your panties are the first thing to disappear. A couple fingers probe your pussy while another hand slips under your shirt to fondle your breasts. “Looks like you heard right. They were talking about her getting her nipples pierced,” Paul says as his hand tweaks your freshly pierced nipple. The additional sensitivity from the piercing causes you to moan into Vic’s mouth.

“Well let’s see them then,” Vic says breaking the kiss. He pulls your shirt over your head, while someone’s hand unclasps your bra. In a flash, you’re standing topless between the three victors. “Damn. Going to have to taste test.” Vic leans in taking one nipple into his mouth. Mark quickly latches onto the other.

“Mmmmm,” you try to stifle your moans but they squeak past your lips. A pair of fingers still wet with your own fluids find their way into your mouth. You taste your own sweetness before the fingers hook your mouth turning you around, freeing your nipples from the suckling mouths.

Paul places his hands on your shoulders, “Let’s put that mouth of yours to work.” He pushes down on you, forcing you to your knees. You notice that none of the men are wearing their pants anymore. Paul’s large cock stares you in the face. He presses the tip against your lips, you open letting his member slide into your mouth. You taste a hint of your own fluids, likely from him stroking himself after fingering you.

The others grab your hands bringing them to their own hard cocks. You can feel that Mark isn’t as long as the other two but thicker. Based on feel alone, Vic might be slightly longer than Paul. Paul pushes his cock in and out of your mouth prodding at the back of your mouth. A hand grabs your hair pulling you from Paul’s cock. “My turn,” Vic says before pulling you over his own hard cock. You gag as Vic’s cock pushes its way down your throat. Your eyes start to water as he holds you at his base. A tear rolls down your cheek and Vic releases his hold on your hair. Finally able to pull yourself free, you gasp for air. You see Vic walking away towards the bench before Mark turns your head towards him.

You take the hint, and start running your tongue along the length of his shaft. Paul grabs one of your hands bringing your hand to his dick. You stroke Paul’s dick, still slick with your saliva. You try to take Mark into your mouth, but his girth makes it a tight fit. You feel somebody grab both of your arms. You look behind you seeing that Vic has returned. He pulls your arms behind your back, you feel cold metal against your wrists before a click. He lets go and you can feel the handcuffs restraining your arms behind your back. “What the hell?” you blurt.

The men ignore you. “I want the bitch’s cunt, I did beat her after all,” Mark says to the others.

“No arguments here, you deserve it,” Paul tells him. Mark seems excited, quickly laying on the ground pulling you over him. You feel his thick cock pushing into your wet entrance. You let out a low moan as his cock fills you. “Rock, paper, scissors?” Paul asks to Vic. You hear the slapping of hands as they quickly play a round. “Shit, looks like you win,” Paul admits defeat.

Paul positions himself in front of you again, pulling your face towards his crotch again. Mark starts to thrust as Paul fills your mouth with his cock. Then you feel something press against your asshole. The realization of where Vic plans to fuck you washes over you. You try to protest but your mouth is filled and your hands are restrained.

He pushes a wet finger into your ass. You moan around Paul’s cock. Vic removes his finger, pressing his cockhead against your asshole. He pushes into your ass, pain shoots up your spine as he slowly pushes further into you. Your ring feels like it’s on fire. Mark continues pumping into you from below. The combined cocks make you feel full. The thrusting from behind pushes Paul’s cock further into your mouth. The three men fuck all of your holes.

Pressure builds in your core as an orgasm approaches. Mark and Vic slam into you pushing you over the edge. Your body spasms around their intruding members. Paul slips from your mouth, letting your moans ring out into the night. Paul slaps your cheeks with his wet rod. As your orgasm dies down, you hear Vic let out a groan as he shoots his warm seed deep into your bowels. He pulls out leaving with a strange empty feeling, before giving you a firm slap on the ass. Mark pushes you to the side crawling out from under you. You watch as Vic makes his way over to his clothes.

Paul pulls your attention back to his cock. You take his member back into your mouth bobbing your head. Mark positions himself behind you pulling you to your feet. You stand between them bent at the waist, Paul’s cock still in your mouth. Mark reinserts himself pumping into you from behind. With your hands still cuffed behind your back, you feel like you’ll fall forward but you’re supported by Paul’s cock in your mouth. The two men work into a rhythm pushing in and out of you. Your legs start to shake as another orgasm approaches.

Before you reach your climax Paul says, “On your knees, I’m cumming.” Mark pulls out of you and you fall to your knees. You look up at Paul watching him stroke himself in front of you. “Open your mouth,” he grunts as the first string of cum hits your face. You instinctively drop your mouth open catching the second jet of cum. The taste fills your mouth as the rest of the cum coats your forehead and cheeks. Paul wipes the last droplet of cum across your tongue. He smiles before looking for his clothes. You swallow the cum in your mouth before you feel Mark pushing you from behind.

With your arms still restrained, you can’t catch yourself. Your face lands in the grass to the side of the street. Mark begins pushing into you again. The cum running across your face towards the ground. With each thrust Mark pushes you into the ground. Your orgasm quickly rebuilds. Mark buries himself in you with a final thrust and a groan. His warm seed shooting into you brings you to another orgasm. Your body still shaking when Mark pulls out, you fall onto your side lying naked and used on the streets of Pewter City. You watch from the ground as Mark gets dressed by Arthur.

You go to stand up, but struggle with your hands still cuffed behind your back. “Hey, I’m still tied up. You going to let me out?” you call out to Mark and Arthur. Mark gives you one last glance before patting Arthur on the shoulder and walking away. Arthur stands up walking towards where you lay on the ground.

“No worries I have the keys,” he says standing over you, “But there is just one small problem.”

“What now?” you ask afraid of what he is about to say.

“Well see, I got the keys tied around my cock. And they won’t slide off while I’m still hard.” He smirks at you. “Now we could just wait here in the streets for my boner to die down, but who knows who could stumble along here. So it would probably be better for you to just help me relieve some pressure. Or I’ve got,” he pauses pulling out his wallet, “50,000PD if you wanted to spend the night with me in my room.” He smiles at you while putting his wallet away.

You finally manage to pull yourself back onto your knees. With your face still covered in Paul’s cum, you pause to think about your situation.

Do you get the keys? Or the money?

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