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The boss, who didn't seem to want to let go, positioned himself beneath me while continuing to penetrate me. When Samy finished taking me orally, as the boss instructed, he positioned himself behind me. I shuddered, my body revolted when he sodomized me in one swift thrust.

I screamed as he tore my anus apart without any preparation. One of the thugs took advantage of this to take Samy's place in my mouth.

• Shut up, you're nothing but our fuckbag, said the boss.

I was the plaything of brutes, and yet I was getting wet like crazy. I admit I liked not being my own anymore, having **** but to take it, and considering the other guys, I was going to take it even more, more and more, and somewhere inside me, a little sassy voice was saying, "Oh yes, more."

The boss finally came inside me. I felt his sperm emptying inside me. I was frustrated not to come with him, but clearly their goal was absolutely not to give me pleasure. Samy took his place without consideration while the guy in my mouth took over, and so on, a real little machine, which ended up bringing me an orgasm that was the first of many.

The impatience of the last ones not to have been able to access my body disrupted the machine. They seized me. I struggled until a hail of slaps, insults, and spit reduced me to greater docility. I moved from penis to penis, penetrated, licked, sucked cocks of such different sizes, calibers, and colors. They laughed to see me like this.

I was a disjointed puppet who no longer had coherent thoughts. I couldn't stand up at a sign from the leader. They tied me up to continue fucking me as savagely as possible, as they kept coming back. I was filled and completely covered in their cum; I was literally overflowing with semen.

I begged for mercy, but instead of ceasing their sexual assaults, they returned, their sweaty, muscular bodies crushing me with all their weight. Each one took their turn, without mercy, without respite, and I was nothing more than an object at their disposal. I felt my body tremble under the weight of the men; each penetration made me scream, but my cries were muffled by the mouths forcing me to suck them.

The leader looked at me with a sadistic smile, savoring every second of my humiliation. The others laughed, their brutal hands gripping my hips, my hair, my shoulders, holding me in place so I couldn't escape. Each ejaculation added a layer of semen to my skin, and I felt like I was becoming a soulless receptacle, a mere object of pleasure.

And yet I managed to find a way to provoke them.

• Well, then, you bunch of brats, that's all? Call some men, it'll be a change.