Nope, They Think You're a Girl

"Daaaaamn....she's a cutie..." Came the first drunk frat boy's voice as the floor creaked with his staggered footsteps.

"P....pretty flat though," The next guy complained almost immediately after.

Turning towards the source of the voices, you made a muffled pleading cry. It came out a lot higher than you were expecting, leaving your cheeks red as you tried to tug at the restraints.

"Quiet....she...she's probably sensa-sensa....shy about it..." The third and final guy stammered, clearly the drunkest of the trio.

"Yeah, but we got promised a double D," The second guy said. Judging by the footsteps and the overwhelming smell of beer they were getting closer.

"Ma..maybe they'll give her...uh....implants..." The third guy suggested, drunkenly fantasizing about you having bigger tits. You squirmed harder as that image reached your head.

"Wow, think she's getting hazed?" The first guy question.

"Probably....bet she's a freshman...gotta learn that Double D's get dicked," The second guy replied with a snicker, ignoring your continued whining.

"Pretty fine piece of ass though," The third guy said. A masculine hand suddenly clenched your left cheek, causing you to shriek into the gag, tears beginning to form in your eyes. His grip left as soon as it had come, giving your rump a quick pat, unaware that his fingers were inches away from your dainty
manhood.

As bad as that was what you heard next encouraged you to yank at the straps, shaking the bed posts. The click of belts and the whirl of zippers as they began to take their pants off. A rustle of fabric signaled their continued disrobing.

"Wow Greg, that thing is like a baseball bat," The first guy commented, apparently staring at another frat boy's dick.

"Shut up....don't make it gay," The third guy snarled back, unaware that the 'fine piece of ass' he was aiming his 'baseball bat' at was in fact a former frat brother.

"S-sorry...." The first guy apologized, "So what do we uh...?" It was clearly his first time.

"Do I need to explain what a fucking bukkake is? Just look at the bitch and do your business," The second guy commented, the telltale slapping of flesh on flesh suggesting that he was already starting to do his business.

Despite your cries, despite your struggling, the trio was starting to get off. Nothing you could do would stop them, given how drunk and horny they were. And eventually, after being **** to listen to the slap-slap-slap of guys beating their meat accompanied by deep grunts of pleasure, it happened. It was hardly synchronized. The first guy cam first, splattering your chest with the first strings of warm spunk, causing you to wince away as some of it landed on your arm. The second guy came next, his aim much, much worse. A feeble whimper came from your gagged mouth as you felt it splatter over your chin, across your face. The heavy smell of his semen's musk reached your nose as you felt it stick to your lips, making you thankful for the ball gag in only that it kept the taste from your mouth.

The third guy and his apparently massive manhood was the last to go, spending a full minute grunting and panting as his rubbed his shaft. Eventually with an audible sport, thick ropes of hot sticky cum shot over your chest, streaking in patterns, and even coating your face more and more.

"Fuck....that felt nice," The third guy commented, his friends already pulling their pants up. He was quick to follow, leaving you whimpering and disgusted. Before the door slammed shut, the second guy gave you some parting words, "Next time I wanna use her mouth..."

And with that you were left to stew in silence. The sounds of the distant party were the only thing to distract you from the drying cum on your body, the smell of masculine musk wafting off of it, and the realization that you'd just been treated like a cheap whore....a slutty girl.

"Are you going to cooperate now, Doe?" Kate's voice reached your ears. You were so deep in thought you had barely heard the door. Her sweet tone was an unfortunate contrast to the hot, sticky unpleasantness resting on your chest.

"Mmm...mmm-hpmmph," You speak up, muffled noises sounding into your gag before you give a noise of contemplation and nod. Given what you just went through you weren't looking to push Kate's buttons much more.

"Good girl, because the punishments are only going to get worse," Kate commented, running a hand down your chest, catching a dribble of the white wetness on it before smearing it around your lips like she had with the lipstick before. You could feel her smiling as she decided to taunt you. "We still have that bottle of glue, plus a ring gag and a gloryhole in the bathroom downstairs in case you decide you need more punishment."

Your pulse quickens at that threat. Being jizzed on was one thing, being strapped in place and throat-fucked for who knows how long was something completely different. Kate would find that you offered no resistance or made any move to escape as she undid your bounds, before slipping your hands into a pair of cuffs. Helping you off the bed, she refused to remove your blindfold, or gag, or clean off the spunk on your chest. Instead, she simply leads you onwards, towards an unknown room...

(Feel free to comment on where you think Doe should be brought next~ Or send me a DM if you have any ideas for chapters in general ;P )