Let’s Clean Up!

“Okay, we should probably get her cleaned up,” Michael said. Unfortunately for me, this was after Allen told me to smile with my thumbs up and pose for some cum-covered pictures. “Come out back,” Michael told me with a grin I knew too well by now. He opened the sliding glass door that led out to the patio and our pool. “Stand spread eagle and don’t move!!” He took off the shock collar, then I saw him grab the hose.

“Michael, PLEASE, let me take a shower instead. You’ve had plenty of fun, can this just be over now?” I pleaded, hopefully with only a little of my disgust for him detectable.

I got an answer in the form of a forcefully focused stream of water hitting my face. “Get her eye, since she got, like, cum in her eye,” remarked Allen, holding back a chuckle.

“Bro, let me do it,” said Odis, taking the hose from my brother. He aimed RIGHT for my pussy and held it there for a little while. I groaned in pain, which made him laugh. Eventually they got me cleaned off, and I was dripping dry, spread-eagled, completely naked in the sun while they leisurely talked for a while.

“Dude, she’s Brazilian. Why does she still have pubes?” asked Zach, running up to me and running his hand over my neatly trimmed bush. This made me snap a bit.

“Get your fucking hands off me, perv. And get out of my house!!” I yelled. He looked pissed, but didn’t quite know how to react. After some thought, he pinched my nipples, knowing I couldn’t move, and pulled on my tits as hard as he could… I yelled out in pain before Michael slapped a hand over my mouth and told me to shut up.

I heard the phone ringing inside, and I wanted desperately to run in and answer it, but I still couldn’t move. Michael walked in and answered. I heard snippets like “really?” and “when?” but that’s all I caught before the boys had me surrounded again, groping and pinching and smacking me all over. I rolled my eyes when Odis shoved his fingers in my mouth and made me suck them. Enough of that already. I lost my cool again when I felt a rush of air in places I wasn’t familiar with. “WHF RF YF DRRFFFN?” I tried to yell through Odis’s fingers. Allen had spread my ass cheeks FAR. Was there any inch of me left that these jackasses haven’t played with? I yelled out again in pain when I felt Zach spray my asshole with the hose. I hated that little fucker.

Michael came back out, wringing his hands like a comic book villain.