Ashamed, you only feel deserving of pain

Almost despairingly you moan, "My ass. Fuck my ass. And... and do it hard."

"Fuck yeah! I love these kinky whores," the guys say, and you nod, feeling like you deserve their words, like a hard painful assfucking would be just.

"A whore," you repeat, nodding and moving your lips toward the first boy to step up to the counter.

Behind you there's the sound of a zipper, and you hear a strange sound, like a 'ka-chunk'. You're about to look around when the first boy, big, muscular and blond, grabs your hair.

"Pay attention to me, fuckslut. I might not be fucking your ass but you're gonna do your damnest to make me cum all over that cute little face of yours. Right?"

You cringe at his growl, aware that he's at least twice your weight and all muscle. A small nod comes from the primitive part of your brain, survival instincts telling you what to do.

"Here I go," the guy says from behind, and you feel the head of his dick rub up and down over your rectum, smearing something liquid. Pre-cum? Already?

"Shit man, what the hell?"

"What? I didn't want to tear her up for you guys. It's just a little soap, it'll wear off soon. I mean, you don't have to use it."

"Whatever. Just get fucking so we can have our turn."

As your lips part you lean into the dick in front of you, mentally comparing it to Jacob's as your face comes up next to it. At that moment the guy behind you lines himself up with your asshole and pushes.