Time to go

Getting covered in cum proves to be a big turn off for me, it seems to dry hard quickly leaving my face feeling itchy. If I decide to come back I'll come better prepared, wet wipes for one thing. I can hear the booths to the left and right already gaining new occupants and consider telling them 'sorry, that is all for today' but decide against it. I pick up my bag, unlatch the door and walk out into the corridor.

There the faces of five men turn and look at me, the seemed to be in the semblance of a queue, a queue for the booths, a queue for me. The confidence I had moments ago seems to have stayed in the booth, and I cast my face down to the floor and start to walk past them to get out.

"Leaving so soon honey?"

"Surely you can handle a couple more?"

"Don't you want a piece of this?"

As walk between them their hands grope me, against my thighs and up, pushing my skirt up and touching my ass and over my pussy, against my stomach and up under my tank top. None of them pushing hard but collectively effectively stopping me moving. I stand frightened and afraid as the other two guys leave the booths and hushed pleads that I can continue for some more ring around my ears.

One of the guys pulls his pants down a little and pulls out a semi hard cock, stroking it with one hand whilst his and another guys hands fondle to pussy.

"Come on girl, just one more."

Hands gently press on my shoulders and like a ouija board none of them are really in control but the collective is enough for my knees to buckle. I slip down until I'm back on my knees with a cock in front of my mouth, only this time the hands of half a dozen men writhe over my body. A hand clutches the back of my head, it doesn't **** me or apply any pressure at all, but is a stark reminder of the situation.

I lean in and take the cock into my mouth. The men cheer. One of them kneeling behind me, his fingers slip inside my pussy, working it as I work the cock. My hands are pulled up and given cocks of their own to stroke. Soon my mouth is pulled from this cock to another, hands rotated rounds and another guy finger fucking my pussy. My vision is guys jerking themselves off and me sucking them in turn. I knew that this was involuntary, it was **** but I didn't really try to stop them, and now they are using my mouth as cock socket I'm not even sure I want them to stop.

My mouth is starting to grow tired when one of the guys pushes his cock into my cheek and a blast of cum fires into me, another guy grunts an 'oh shit' and feel a spray into my hair and up my back. Another cries "Bukkake" and they reply with cries of "bukkake". Soon they are all jerking off there ejaculating cocks over me. The amount of sperm I was covered in before pales in comparison. It feels like there isn't a square inch of my body without cum on it.

The men thank me vaguely as they funnel away, but one of them turns and asks.

"Are you going back in now?"

It quite simply couldn't get worse from a cum covered shame perspective, and although I hated myself for it I liked this feeling of degradation, this defilement of me. Did I want more glory hole fun or did I want to carry on down this path of desecration?