Give us a jolt sunshine!

"Give us a jolt sunshine!" the man in front of you says, as he unlocks your ballgag, his erect cock shown in front of you.

This is what you should do? Forever?

You open your mouth, and you start to suck on the cock, acceptant that you have no other option. You keep at it until you receive a load in your mouth, then your leash is yanked, meant to signal there is another cock waiting for you. You do your task as ordered, the same stunt performed with all seven participants.

You lick most of the cum from your mouth, the rest is calloused inside your mouth via hand. After that, the ballgag is locked back, and you are ordered to stand.

"Since you are the ****, you will be the one who carries things," the man says, and a giant backpack is strapped onto you. For this, he uses the two D-rings on your upper arms, but he also attaches a third clamp onto your chastity cage. This way each time you step, your penis will be yanked in a very painful manner. A thing that you might find cruel, yet it proves entertaining for the others.

"Go on, sweetie," the man says accompanied by a huge slap on your ass.

And thus, you start to walk, "Mhm!" "Mhhmm!!" "Mhhmmmm!!" repeating the same grunts as your penis is yanked over and over again, never truly erect due to the pain, yet never exactly flaccid from the arousal.

I have to escape somehow, you determine, still grunting from the pain, between two slaps that land on your ass as a form of encouragement.

You keep going like this for hours. If you slow down, the leash is yanked and the spanks on your ass intensify. If you stop, you get pushed forward, with even more violent yanks and an ever increasing volume of spanks.

You do not know how long you could go on like this. The giant bag becoming heavier with each step. In fact, when the gang starts to settle down in a clearing, you can barely believe your eyes. At last! If you get an hour of rest, perhaps two, you can most certainly go forth for another distance. Perhaps even until night.

"You stay on your feet, sunshine," the man says as the giant backpack is lifted from your shoulders. You start to get scared. Then as you are instructed to bend down, legs spread, you already know what is about to happen.

"MMMMMM!!!" you cry out loud as the first man enters you. Your asshole sore and tiny, your cock pressing against the cage ever more painful. Despite that, the man keeps going until he comes, shooting his load inside you. After him, a second man arrives. Followed by the third, and a fourth... Until all seven of them are through.

Once all of them are done, you are sat down next to a fire they hitherto make, like nothing in the world happened.

"Before you woke up, we just discussed what we need for your ship, beautiful," the captain says, caressing your face.

"A new fuel cell for the engines. A set of tubes to fix up the broken cords in engineering. Plus you either vactape the whole thing together, or you keep half the ship airlocked as you go. But it's doable," another man says, probably the engineer.

"Lucky for us, with the battle, there is a ship nearby where we can get everything. We might need a distraction though. But that is where you enter the picture," the captain continues.

"If you do a good job, we will take you with us as a pet. If not, we will still take you with us as a pet," another man says, and the entire group starts to laugh.

"Sounds good, eh? You are going to be our pet through and through," the captain says and lands a huge slap on your thigh.

"Mhmmm!!!" out of desperation you start to struggle. Only to get a series of slaps and the usual "Hey! Hey! Hey!" until you stop.

"Good pet," the men says once you calmed down. After that, they proceed to eat lunch (of course, you, the workhorse, doesn't get anything), then they put the backpack on you again, locked in place the very fashion as before.