Yes! (Sissy route)

You open your eyes to see a group of naked girls, or traps more accurately encircle you. “You know us girls haven’t seen or been with a real man for in a long time.” One of them says, who you see is a Barbie looking bimbo that sports an eight inch cock. You stand up fast, “look I don’t want any trouble, I just”

“Zip it slut!” You get pushed back down and slapped in the face with what you think was a hand. “Now your just gonna take it like a good girl, or we’ll just have to get violent, and we don’t wanna do that to such a precious little boy now do we?” They waste no time for an answer and immediately get closer until your backside becomes the only side of you without a dicks surrounding it. “Suck us.” One of them says. You hesitate. One of them, an overinflated bimbo, slaps with hard in the face with her slimy, nine inch dick. You slowly grab one and begin to stroke, as you have no way out of this. Another forces her cock into your face, this one reeks of pussy juice. She waits for you to open your mouth and then sticks it in, going all the way down to make you gag. Your eyes well up with tears as she face fucks you. This causes your hands to go limp and the other girls take this chance to lay your flaccid hands in their crotches. Your hands develop a mind of their own and stroke off the traps, you hear three sultry moans take off as you please the “girls” the one in your throat starts to tense up, “ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!” She goes before her cock retreats to just inside your lips, then starts spurting out load after load onto your tongue. “Oh yeah, swallow it all baby!” She cries and tries her best to **** you to swallow her sticky, salty cum. You oblige and you receive a weird aftertaste from the cum, then her cock leaves your throat and she backs off only to be replaced by another. The night continues for thirty minutes like this, with load after load finding itself into your mouth until your ringtone picks up, it’s Lois. “Now what do we do with interruptions girls?” One of them asks. “We fuck em!” Another cheerfully cries and you feel as one digs into your pocket and takes out your phone, only to crush it against the wall.