More than you ever knew you wanted

Cum covers you. Cum fills you. Cum is all you can think about. Cum, and the cocks that give it to you. Lost in fantasies of sticky jizz shooting out of hard dicks, you're only barely aware when your body is lifted and carried away from the place where you had been baptized into your new life. Yes, please, give me more. I don't care how you use me. You notice the sunlight go away, and then you hear the unmistakable sound of a van door, sliding shut and cutting you off completely from your old life.

You open your eyes and look up as you feel your arms being bound tightly behind you with duct tape. Why? I don't want to resist. I don't want to escape. I just want your cum... The man binding you sees the question in your cum-covered face, and smiles at you. "Oh we know you ain't gonna try to run now, little girl. It's just more fun this way." He laughs, and is joined by the others. You look around, and see the dirty van interior is crowded with men. There's only the two bucket seats up front and a bench in the back, leaving plenty of room for the six men and their little cumslut.

They don't waste any time using you. Before the engine is even turned on, there's a cock buried in your throat. By the time you feel the van start to move, there's one in your ass, stretching you painfully. Those two take their time, the others content to watch. The man in your mouth is rough, using your hair to jerk your head back and forth on his hot dick. The man behind you is more measured, slowly pumping his thick cock in and out of your poor little asshole, making sure you feel every inch of it as he reshapes you.

The men are talking and joking with each other. You can clearly make out everything they're saying, but your mind doesn't process the words. Your entire focus is on the cocks inside you. Even though they're using your body like a toy, you try to be the best toy you can be. Angling your hips and flexing your legs to give the cock in your ass better access, working your tongue over the meat in your mouth. When the men groan and come, almost in unison, a feeling of euphoria fills you.

Or maybe it's just the cum.

The hard dicks are pulled out of your soft body, and before you can catch your breath you're shoved face down in front of the bench in the back. A rough hand grabs your waist and another smacks your ass. You glory in the feeling of being used, and when the man starts to rub the head of his cock against your soaked pussy, a cry of **** longing leaps out of you. Mindless pleas spill from your lips. "Yes, yes, please, fuck me, please, more..." You wiggle your ass against the cock, **** for him to fill you. The men laugh at your pathetic display, and the mocking sound drives you wild. You never knew being treated like a worthless slut was exactly what you wanted.

Finally, the cock pushes inside you, forcing a long, loud sound of pure joy from your lungs. He wastes no time, fucking you relentlessly, taking his pleasure from your wet and willing pussy. His hands are all over you. Beating against your ass, grabbing your waist to pull you against him, leaving long red scratches on your back, pushing your head into the filthy floor of the van. You can feel the dirt clinging to the cum on your face, and it feels right. The perfect makeup for a filthy cockslut.

You barely notice when a man steps around in front of you to sit on the bench. The man fucking you reaches down and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling your head up off the floor. Unable to use your bound arms to support your weight, the pain is intense, but you don't care. In front of you, the man on the bench had his pants off and legs up and wide, presenting his hairy asshole for you. You moan long and loud, the depraved sound interrupted when the man behind you shoves your face into the filthy taint, and you get to work.

You'd never eaten ass before, and you never thought your first time would be like this. Arms bound behind you, pussy being brutally fucked, an audience jeering and laughing at your complete degradation. Barely an hour ago, you were a proud feminist, ready to fight men like this to the bitter end. Now, your tongue was deep inside this man's bitter end, squirming in and around his foul-tasting asshole. You used to think men like this were the scum of the earth, and now your pussy was squeezing and gushing around one of their cocks as it relentlessly pushed you toward another orgasm.

How many times did you come in that dirty van? How much of their cum did you take inside you? The whole ride became a blur of hard cocks, hot jizz, and orgasm after depraved orgasm. By the time the van reached its destination, the men seemed to be worn out, content to let you leisurely ride on one of their dicks while your warm mouth serviced another. You were happy to go on like that forever, but you were interrupted when the van door slid open and harsh fluorescent light flooded the interior.

You blink against the unnatural light, moaning softly as you're pulled away from the dicks you were servicing and out into a large garage. It's full of men, and your breaths become heavy and ragged as you look around. Swaying unsteadily on the cold concrete floor, knees shaking from the countless orgasms, cum dripping off your body and out of your well-used holes, you smile. Look at how many cocks there are for me.

The man who pulled you out of the van gives your sticky ass a good hard smack. "Here she is, boys! The stupid antifa slut I told y'all about on the group chat. Glad y'all could make it to her homecoming. We've been busy breakin' her in for ya." He grabs the back of your head and forces you to look at him, his ruddy stubbled face right next to yours. "You hear that, little girl? This is your home now, and you're gonna earn your keep with that sweet young body of yours. How's that sound?"

Your pussy gushes, and you giggle stupidly at him. He spits in your cum-covered face, and you moan, loving the feeling of being treated like a worthless slut. He cuts the duct tape off your arms. "You're gonna be needing those hands, little girl. We're gonna make you work." He pushes you forward onto your hands and knees. You look up as the men close in around you, the crowd of hard cocks and leering faces swallowing you whole.

Work you did. Your entire body was used as a tool to give pleasure to these disgusting men. All of your receptive holes were constantly filled with hard cocks. Your soft hands wrapped around stiff dicks, stroking up and down. Your breasts were squeezed around hot cockmeat when they weren't being viciously tortured. The men loved to hurt you, **** you, show you how you were nothing more than a pathetic toy for them to play with.

You reveled in every second of it.

They used you long into the night. By the time they finally got tired of fucking their toy, you were an utter mess. Lying on your side, limbs twitching, absolutely covered and filled with cum. You felt like a completely new person. Like you'd died and gone to cock heaven. Like you'd been reborn as the perfect cumslut. Drifting off into a dreamless sleep, you felt nothing but contentment, and excitement for all the cocks and cum in your future.

After your welcoming gangbang, you had been hosed off and brought to a dirty mattress in the corner of a back room. That was your home. That was where you rested your sore and well-used body whenever they allowed you to sleep. The building you had been brought to was some kind of clubhouse for these men. There were always at least a few of them there, and you quickly settled into your new life as their cumdump.

They used you in all sorts of ways. On game days you were kept busy, fetching drinks, refilling snack bowls, and sucking cocks. In between larger gatherings there were always at least a few men hanging around, filling one or another of your holes with their hard dicks and hot cum. Occasionally they would have big, important meetings. You knew they were important because they told you they didn't want you around distracting them. Instead, they would chain you up in the bathroom across from the toilet. Suspended in the air, arms straight up above your head, legs pulled wide. They would come in throughout the night, relieve themselves in the toilet, and then relieve themselves in your wet pussy or tight ass. You loved it when they used you like that. It really made you feel like a worthless fucktoy.

One day, as you were down on your knees sucking the cock of one of the men you thought of as a leader, he let you know about a fun little field trip they had planned for you. They were going to take you back to where it all began. There was another big protest planned at the women's clinic, and they wanted to show those dumb activists what had happened to their little friend. You didn't really care about stuff like that anymore, but you got excited when he told you about the part of the plan involving cum. Lots of cum.

On the day of the protest, they brought you back in the same van. It was the first time you had worn clothes in months. A torn shirt that barely covered your tits, a cumstained miniskirt, and a thick leather collar stamped with the word "cumslut". When you stepped out of the van, across the street from where your former friends were gathered, you could hear them gasp and cry out. You didn't pay attention to them, though. You had a job to do.

Just as you'd been instructed, you turned around and bent over a bit, flipping the skirt up to show off the plug stuffed in your ass. The man next to you gave your ass a good smack, and yelled out to the crowd of protesters. "Take a good look, you stupid punks! This is what happens when you stand up to us!" He pushes you down so you're squatting, skirt still flipped up to keep your ass in view. He takes his hard cock out. "Alright, slut, just like I told you."

You smile up at him, and then look back over your shoulder at the people you used to call friends, back in your old life. You reach down to pull the plug out of your ass, and then moan in joy as you feel the cum gush out of your well-fucked hole. How many of them had dumped their load inside your ass this morning? You had lost count, but as the cum kept coming, splattering on the pavement and making an enormous puddle around your feet, you knew it was having the desired effect on your old friends. You saw the horror and disgust on their faces. One of them turned away to retch. You smiled. This is who I am now, guys. This is who I've always been, deep down.

As the torrent of cum from your ass slows down to a trickle, you lean forward and start to suck and lick at the balls of the man standing over you. He's giving some elaborate speech, but you aren't paying attention. You don't need to. All you need to worry about is getting him hard, getting him off, and getting his cum. You're just a cumslut, after all.

The best little cumslut in the world.