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Chapter 30 by aroes aroes

What to do now, hmm?

Plughed Deep

I gasp through the ball gag as Amelia giggles behind me, all too aware of my nakedness as I slowly catch my breath. My chest heaving, my breasts gently bouncing, as I remain sitting on Lance's lap. I felt Chris now grasping at my side, and I gasped, all too aware how exposed we are. I hear excitement from an unknown number of observers, and I do my best to remain nonchalant, knowing everything just transpired was likely just seen by many, if not all, of them..

I gasp again as I feel, much to my surprise, Amelia grabbing my left arm, pulling it back behind me. Too surprised to act, I find myself submitting to her will without even a thought to what it may be. I catch myself trying to speak, though the sound is too muffled by the ball gag, "WuWH wupwuhigH?", is the best I could manage as the trio laughs around me. Amelia giggles softly into my ear as he pulls my right arm back behind my back. Within moments, as I moan through the ball gag, I felt her binding my arms together. Instinctively, I find myself trying to move my arm, though to my surprise, my arms are already bound tightly behind me. She giggles into my ear, kissing me on the cheek, "You won't need to use your arms to submit to them, now do you?"

I look over at her, my eyes growing wide, even as my pleasure rises within me once more. Chris and Amilia high-five behind me, enjoying her wit, as I submit. I moan through the ball gag, and as Amelia pulls back on my arms, forcing my shoulders back, and my breasts standing out sharply, as she works. Lance rubbed a hand on my waist, watching intently now, smiling as she swiftly moves from observing to actively participating. Finding myself naked and increasingly helpless, I also find myself enjoying the whole experience. Moaning louder than before, I find myself all too aware of just how large the crowd of excited onlookers may just be.

Thfelt Chris' hands on my shoulder, his other moving across my side, as he chuckles. "Now, I think it's my turn at getting some, don't you think?", to which I find myself letting out a moan. It had as much to do with their hands on my nakedness, along with my sudden helplessness, though they once more laugh at what they took clearly as a reply on my part...given the ball gag, of course.

Feeling my pleasure keenly, I submissively find myself being leaned cleaned by Chris, who pulls me about roughly. Without hardly a second, I find my legs spread wide, and moments later, hear the zipper to his pants open up. I moan through my ball gag, my body now orgasming easily as his member rubs roughly across my mound.

Amelia, standing on my left side, moves into view, as her hand now cups my breast. I shoot her a lookas she smnirks back, "My, you;ve really changed since we knew each other in college...and I can't wait to see how far that goes!. Hey, why don't we see how willing you are to give in to him too... what do you say?" to which she giggles again, squeezing my breast, her thump pressing on my nipple like a game controller, as she looks down at me. "Oh, that's right, you won't be saying anything. At least, not with words. Not with that big 'o gagg in your mouth." She smirks at her one comment, and within a moment, I'm letting out a gasp as Chris holds me tightly around the waist with one hand, with his other hand on my shoulder.

I felt his member pause then, pressing against my pussy lips hard, before pulling back. I look down briefly, noticing how he puases with his tip on my clit, before teasingly rubbing it across my intimate folds, pressing it against me. My head quickly moves to looking forward once more, noticing the excitement on the crowd's faces, or at least those before me, as he teases me, possibly humiliating me, as he takes his time. I moan aloud, feeling my pleasure rushing through me wildly, and find myself pressing my body upon his member.

"Seems Slutty here is still hungry for some good living, hmm? Amelia purrs into my ear, before holding my head against her breasts. I moan again, loudly, as his member finally pushes into me. I felt my body being stretched harshly as he presses himself into me, cleaning me openly and roughly, before the crowd. Maybe he's speaking to impress Amelia, but he clearly had no qualms about asserting his desires. I felt myself leaning into her as I orgasm hard, fealing her grin on my breast tighten as his cock plouighes into me.

I cry out then, pleasure filling my every thought. Aware I'm naked and helpless before who knows how many. I nonetheless find my only concern as pleasing him... of being taken, and being used, as my only thing on my mind just then. I orgasm again as his member forcefully sinks deep into me. I cry out, fealing my plreasues rising swiftly, my body only response seemingly to shoot pleures couring though me, as his cock stretches me out. I felt another orgasm then, and my gaze turns upwards, my eyes fluttering shut as I caught sight of a smug expression, seeming on from my reflections, plastering on her face.

Moaning loudly, I felt him pause, pulling most of the way out, before once more driving himself even deeper into me than before. I bounce at the impact, and do my best to push myself against him, to hold myself in place and be ready for the next thrust I knew would be coming. I orgasm hard, doing my best to let him use me. I felt him making several more such thrusts, playing it out for the crowd, who cheers and wolf-whistles at the sight. I moan, preferring to keep my eyes closed, all too aware of the pleasures coursing through me from being used and abused, and firmly not caring about anything else; so long as it keeps happening, of course.

Not that it's at any risk of stopping now, of course. I was in for a different surprise though, as I felt string hands move me upward sharpy, followed by a second rock-hard member smacks into my pussy. After a pulse, I felt it stretching me out, my body roughly being made to allow two members to fit into my intimate folds.

I orgasm hard at that, bouncing now on the pair, their bodies now pressing in tight on me on either side. I cry out, climaxing as I find myself hanging, naked, gagged and helpless between them. Doing my best to please them, I submit as well as I could to the pair, feeling myself bouncing on the two young men's members, each time driving them deeper into me. I climax hard as they take and claim me openly, moaning, keeping my eyelids clamped shut as I'm roughly used and claimed. I feel my orgasms pounding into me roughly, as they cocks plung deeper with each time I'm made to bounce up and upon them.

"My, she really is sub a sub now... I hardly recognize her!" Amenia decarles, rubbing what must be her right hand down my leg, even as her left hand rubs and grabs at my breast. I hear the crowd's excitement keenly, though again, my only concern is doing my best to be claimed and used, even abused, by the pair.

Orgasming easily, I felt my orgasm rushing though me with increasing regularity as I'm made to bounce upon their cocks. I felt the tight grip on my body, as they take their time to play out their pleasures, and possibly my humiliation, before the crowd. My mind now awash with desire, my every thought muddied as pleasure, and the desire for it to continue, fills my every thought.

I climax swiftly, then as one, and then the other's balls smash into my mound. I cry out loudly, feeling them use me, claiming me rightly. I felt someone's hand gripping at my neck, **** me casually, and with it, my pleasure rising yet higher. I orgasm, again and again, as my face is likely taking on a deep reddish hue.

I moan aloud, feeling myself being taken roughly by the pair, as I orgasm hard. I know they are making a show of it, but just then, all I could think about is how good it felt, not caring that they are humiliating me the whole time; they use me for their pleasure. I lose track of time, my mind awash of desire and orgasm pleasures, as I remain their helpless pleasure ****-sub; A point I find myself aware of, once it was over, that I'd rather not be anywhere else.

I felt the orgasms following through me like waves on the ocean, finding myself enjoying every moment of it. I find myself slowly aware that the speed of each bounce is increasing, until I'm being hammered and used like they are a pair of pistons using my body as the housing. Moaning loudly, my voice raspy, I can only remain there as pleasure rushes through me. I soon felt the pair shooting their loads deep within me, and not letting up until every drop of their loads has been expelled deep within my folds. I cry out, feeling my climax, harder than before, as the pair load fills me roughly.

Gasping, I felt them pulling out of me, leaving a sudden feeling of emptiness inside of my used body. I feel myself suddenly being placed back down, and I wobble, barely catching my footing between the pair. Breathing hard, I find myself suddenly aware that the grip on my neck is gone, as I let in deep, gasping breaths. I hear Lance and Chris putting themselves back together, and notice smug expressions on their face.

I woble a bit once more, bumping into at least one of them, eliciting the pair to nicker to each other as I struggle to keep my footing... a problem made harder by the fact my arms are still bound behind my back. I did not have long to catch my breath before Amelia grabs hold of me tightly. As the pair cry out in excitement, I find my attention being drawn to how she has a hand resting casually around my neck, the other cupping at the underside of my right breast. "My, that was a sight, but I wonder if we can't make this little show a bit more...shall we say, exciting to the wider audience? Maybe let one, or maybe even more, get a chance at you, hmm? Shall I get their attention about how a free use slut you've become, hmm?" To which, I felt her grip on my breast tighten swiftly, eliciting a gasp from me, even as I felt their loads move slowly within me. I hear her giggle, feeling now not just her hands, but also the warmth of her breast, as she whispers into my ear, her voice coy. She gigles once more, playing with me slowly, leaving me to wonder what she as in mind.

Naked, my ballgag still making any reply impacticle, I remain helpless before them, hearing the excitement of the crowd continue, I find myself wondering if I should nod back, knowing how much I enjoyed it so far...

Does Amelia really mean it? Who's really in charge?

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