Time to make decisions

You're unsure how long it's been, but it sure feels like hours. You lost the count after 10 guys, but you feel like the final number has to be at least double that. Many of them took more than one round with you, which makes it even harder to estimate how many there were.

'God I hope nobody recognized me', you think to yourself, as Marvin unties your hands and helps you up on your feet.

"So, how do you feel?", Marvin asks you. You are taken aback by the question. You surely wasn't expecting him to care enough to ask.

"Fine, I guess", you say. In truth you have no idea how you really feel. Half dried sperm itches on your skin and your ass feels sore after all the beating it just took. You never really consented on anything that happened, so you feel that you should be mad with Marvin. After all he's the one who handcuffed you and gave the green light to other men to do what they want with you.

"You seemed to enjoy it", Marvin tells you.

That is also true, you confess to yourself. After the initial shock you had realized how much your situation resembled all those crazy fantasies you've had and somehow from there you started to find more and more enjoyment out of your predicament. Being completely submitted to a group of older men is quite literally one of your favorite fantasies.

"So, did you make up your mind?", Marvin asks you. You know exactly what he means. "I'm leaving now, so if you want to come with me, say so now."