You stay silent not wanting to upset her, but at the same time you really did not want her friends (including your own mother) to take turns fucking you. "Well...are you gonna answer me or just sit there with that dumb look on your face?" She asked as her eyes squinted in anger. "I...you...just..." You stuttered to yourself looking for an answer. "Fine, i'll call the neighbors over and...and...gangbang you until you...you...you can't move your legs or open your mouth." You snickered as she awkwardly threatened you. "That's it, your are going to remember this day, and from now on you will be the cum dump of the block," Justine sounded really upset. Your smirk disappeared as sat all of her weight down on your torso. Her cock still hard waving back and forth inches from you. Occasionally a drip of cum would drop onto your face. She began to text her "friends." About 5 seconds later her phone vibrated violently with incoming messages. She then got up and left the room, left it in silence.
Nearly a half an hour passed, your wrists and ankles began to get raw from struggling while being bound together. Then a ring at the door followed by a new muffled voice. The two seemed to be having a conversation. It lasted another ten minutes before the next door bell rang. And once more shortly after the third. You vaguely heard one of the women ask "so what is this big surprise you have Justine?" you...you were the surprise. The women continued having conversations before the last door bell was rang.
"LISA!" Justine said out loud. She knowingly said this loud enough for you to hear. "Oh no, she actually went and text Mom," you began to have a panic attack (not cry but panic). But still the conversations continued. You had been tied up on the floor for at least an hour.
Suddenly you heard foot steps outside of the room you were in. Justine walked in, and tried picking you up. You tried shouting as loud as you could, which just annoyed her. "Ssssssshhhhhhhh," she slapped you across the face, "don't be rude to our guests, we're going to greet them politely." You were still trying to yell. Justine simply closed your nostrils, holding your only airway shut. Enough time to make you gasp for air. She let go and said angrily,"we...are...going...to be polite."
She pushed you the chair and into the living room where the women were sitting patiently with blind folds on. You recognize the women around you, they were all bigger women (bbw) ranging from 5'11" to 7' tall. One was your friend's mom Laura who had pale skin and black hair, as well as an enormous ass and equally large breasts. The second was one of your teachers from middle school Ms.Wilson; a 29 year old brunette and the shortest of the group, who was another recently divorced and didn't leave her house much. Which means she doesn't get laid often. The third was the rich mature blonde woman from down the street, Ms. Stewart. Her husband had mysteriously "passed away" and she spent most of her time at bars picking up younger men and bringing them home to get 'destroyed.' And lastly your mother, your own mother. Sitting so quietly, her red hair still being done up from getting off work. You never wanted her to see you like this...ever.
All the women in the room were wearing skin tight yoga pants. You knew they had an idea what was going on. One by one you assess "the mommies" in fear, eyeing their obvious bugles. The women all seemed to be at least foot long at this point, and thicker than your bound wrist. Their pants struggling to keep their monster cocks inside stretched at the waist band and bending. Making large orbs of meat in between their thighs.
"All right everyone, are you ready for today's event?" Justine asked.
"Today's event? They've done this before?" you thought.
"Take off your blind folds...and begin," Justine finished.
