Showtime

The monitors showed Sarah in perfect 4K – strapped into the piece of furniture, her mouth stretched wide by the ring, her tits hanging heavily down, her cunt open and glistening, the thick plug in her arse and the large black marker letters “FREE USE – PUSSY + MOUTH” on her arse.

“Showtime,” Lisa said quietly to Mia. “Fifteen people by nine o’clock. Just as ordered.”

Mia laughed softly and tapped on her tablet. “I’ve already let the first batch in. Everyone pays 20 euros into the slush fund and owes us a favour. No condoms. And I checked the rules again yesterday: up to 20 cocks in the pussy and 10 in the mouth are absolutely doable, as long as everything stays well-lubricated. The little one’s going to get properly full in a minute.”

The first one came in – a young room service bloke, mid-20s. “Mouth only,” said Lisa coolly. “And film everything.”

The lad immediately pulled out his mobile, held it right in front of Sarah’s face and pushed his cock through the spreader ring. Sarah gagged softly, saliva streaming down her face. After two minutes, he came deep down her throat and tossed 20 euros into the cash box.

Next up was an older caretaker from the basement. “Pussy,” ordered Mia. He fucked Sarah’s dripping cunt hard and deep, filming with his mobile as his cock thrust into her. When he came, white cum immediately oozed out and ran down her thighs in thick strands. No condom. Of course not.

Then they came one after the other.

Numbers 3 and 4 at the same time – two security blokes. One in her mouth, one in her pussy. They filmed each other as they fucked Sarah from both sides. When they came, the cum was already running out of her cunt in little streams.

Mia and I clinked glasses. “Look how she’s already overflowing,” Mia giggled. “And that was only number 4.”

By the sixth person, Sarah’s pussy was already absolutely full. Every new cock pushed the old cum further out, so that thick, white clumps ran down her thighs and dripped onto the floor. The plug in her arse prevented even a single drop from coming out of her back entrance – everything stayed nicely inside her.

Number 8 was a fat chef from the hotel kitchen. “Both holes,” I decided. He took turns fucking her mouth and pussy, filming everything in close-up, and came first deep down her throat, then again into her already overflowing cunt.

Mia zoomed in closer. “Looks like a creampie contest. Her pussy’s already really swollen and glistening white.”

By half past six, we’d already had twelve men through. Sarah’s cunt was now really overflowing. Every time a new cock penetrated her, it made a loud smacking sound and cum spurted out. Her mouth was constantly full; the spreader ring prevented her from saying a single word. Saliva and cum ran in long strands down her chin and over her tits.

The 13th and 14th were two older guests from the hotel whom we’d invited especially for this. Both were only allowed in her pussy. They filmed each other as they took turns thrusting into the already completely overfilled hole. When they came, the cum ran out in a steady stream and formed a small puddle beneath Sarah.

The 15th was the last – a burly night porter. “Mouth and pussy,” Mia said again. He filmed for an extra-long time, holding his mobile phone right up close to Sarah’s face and her dripping cunt whilst he used both holes.

When he finally came and pumped his cum into her pussy, it was half past eight.

Mia said loudly: “That’s it, lads. Thanks for your donations. The slush fund is well stocked.”

Lisa zoomed in once more on Sarah’s utterly ravaged hole. Her cunt was red, swollen and literally overflowing with cum. Thick, white trickles ran out continuously and dripped onto the floor. Her mouth was still open, her tongue smeared white, her chin and tits glistening with cum and saliva.

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Sarah’s perspective

Sarah hung helplessly in the sex furniture, my mouth held wide open by the spreader ring, saliva running in thick strands down my chin and dripping onto my heavy, sagging tits. My cunt lay completely open, swollen and glistening, the thick plug pressing deep into my arse and holding everything the men had pumped into me before nice and tight.

When the first room service bloke came in and pulled out his mobile, I thought: *Oh God… this can’t be happening… everyone’s filming me… everyone’s watching me lying here like a cheap piece of fuck furniture…*

But then he simply shoved his cock through the ring into my open mouth and started fucking me. And something in my head… just switched off.

It was as if a switch had been flipped.

The shame was suddenly far, far away. The thoughts stopped. There were only bodies left. Only holes. Only the feeling of being used.

The second man penetrated my pussy. His cock slid through the other men’s cum, which was already overflowing – smacking, deep, without a condom. I felt my body react immediately. My cunt clamped greedily around him, milking him, sucking him deeper. And then I came. Just like that. Without warning. A short, hard orgasm that made me tremble, whilst he kept thrusting into me and filming.

And I didn’t get any less horny. On the contrary.

Every new cock made it worse. Better. More intense.

The third fucked my mouth, the fourth my pussy, the fifth both in turn. All I could feel was heat. Wetness. Pressure. My mind was completely gone. There was no Sarah left. Just a dripping, twitching hole that wanted to be taken. Always. More.

I came again. And again. And again.

With the seventh man, my cunt really squirted – a long, warm gush ran out and mixed with all the cum that was already oozing out of me. My clit was throbbing so hard that every touch almost hurt, but it was a good pain. A horny pain. I wanted more. I needed more.

The plug in my arse pushed along with every thrust, massaging me from the inside, keeping everything nice and full. My mouth was just a wet, drooling hole that welcomed every cock. I tasted cum, sweat, skin – and it just made me even hornier.

By the tenth man, my mind finally switched off. There were no more thoughts. No shame. No “What am I doing here?”. Just: *Fuck me. Cum inside me. Use me.*

I came so many times I lost count. Each orgasm merged into the next. My cunt was just an overflowing, red, swollen hole, from which thick, white cum oozed out in long strands with every new thrust and splattered onto the floor. My tits swayed heavily back and forth, my nipples were so hard they almost hurt. Saliva and cum ran continuously from my open mouth.

And I just got hornier and hornier.

The more they stuffed me, the more cum ran out of me, the more mobile phones were pointed at me – the more I wanted. My body was nothing but lust. Pure, mindless, submissive desire. I whimpered around every cock, my hips twitching as much as the restraints allowed, my cunt sucking and milking every new man as if it never wanted to let him go.

By the fourteenth and fifteenth man, I was nothing but a trembling, moaning, squirting thing. I came as the last one shot deep into my pussy, so violently that my whole body arched and I almost lost consciousness again.

And even when he was finished and left… I remained horny.

The plug was pressing. My cunt throbbed, feeling both empty and overflowing at the same time. My open mouth waited. My tits hung there, heavy and wet.

I wasn’t Sarah anymore.

I was just a hole.

And I wanted it to never stop.