What was that?

How the hell did he do that?

He wasn’t allowed to touch you. But he turned it out as if it was you who was banned from it - and then made you beg.

And you did beg. But didn’t get an orgasm. Just his cum on your face which has dried up already.

You feel used. Turned on and not given a release. Is it how dirty whores feel?

You like it.

But enough reflecting. Greet your next client!...

* * *

… After the seventh or eighth client you lose track of time. Lose track of clients number. Lose track of anything except your urge to cum.

They don’t give it to you. The boy was the only one who dared to touch you. And you feel grateful for him now.

Because the ones that come after the boy just stand above you and jerk off.

Some of them are tall, some are fat. Some are handsome, most aren’t. Some moan when they masturbate, some are quiet until the climax. It doesn’t matter to you anymore.

You feel like a real cheap whore servicing clients one by one. Your only duties are to receive their sperm on your body and to moan when asked to.

“Are you a whore?” Mmmph. “You should be **** in all three holes!” Mmph! “You like it when cum is pouring out from your ripped ass?” Mmmph!! “You should jump into the tank of cum!” Mmmmph!... Wait, what? But yeah, you really would, if that would help you cum.

Cum. Cum. Cum.

They release their cum onto your crotch. Onto your tits. But they like to cum on your face the most. And you like that too.

The pantyhoses that cover your body are wet from their sperm. It dries on the fabric, becoming your armor. Crusty and stinky one.

Soon you close your eyes, because the sperm pours into them. That makes you even more helpless before clients - you are not only bound and gagged, but blindfolded with a crust of sperm on your pantyhose mask.

But that’s not only their cum that makes your skin wet. Your pussy is dripping too, and if any of these men just touched it, you could cum.