What had happened? How did I get here? When did I lose control of my life? Of my sexuality?
It was all his fault, his and no one else's. He knew how to manipulate me, how to take control of my life, my body, my soul.
Yes, I definitely hated that situation. I felt dirty, very dirty. And yet, there I was.
Naked and exposed to their lustful gazes. Drooling mouths and erect sexes. Eager to possess me, eager to get their filthy hands on me. To leave me covered inside and out with their sticky semen.
I regret that first time when I said yes. Yes, I feel very sorry. Sorry and angry with myself. I, a girl with no other ambitions in life than finishing my studies and having fun with my friends, have been dragged into this perverse and dark world.
It caught my attention, more out of curiosity than because I was sexually attracted to it.
A world where nothing is what it seems, where darkness and anonymity are the constant. Where anything goes to satisfy the desires of men and women alike. Desires that neither would be able to admit in public but which, behind a mask, come to light.
I don't matter, my name doesn't matter, I'm just the object to play with and forget once used. The vessel for their perversions.
At least I have my own anonymity hidden from their eyes. The mask that covers my face, the only garment they allow me.
The handcuffs, although soft against my skin, hurt, digging into my wrists and leaving bruised skin. The spanking on my buttocks, although not very hard, also left marks on my skin.
A hand slid down my back until it touched my buttocks, caressing them gently before slapping them, which made me cry out a little. The only expression I was allowed to have was not a word, the silence imposed on me if I didn't want to be harshly reprimanded.
He gently caressed the painful part again. Then he moved up to my breasts, roughly squeezing my nipples. Another scream and that pain that splits me in two when I feel it.
A few brief caresses to calm him down and the pressure of some nipple shields on them. She adjusted them just enough. The pain was lasting in her brain.
I feel a liquid slipping between and over my breasts on its way to my pubis. The champagne in a glass makes me shiver with cold and anxiety. A mouth follows the shiny path it leaves on my skin until it reaches my pubis. My vagina contracts nervously, longing for a sweet caress.
A flash of lightning in my temples erupts as a sharp thud hits my exposed clit. My legs stop supporting me as the searing pain ravages me. A scream escapes my throat.
Why am I here? Why am I doing this?
Two arms hold me up, preventing me from falling. Warm breasts brush against my arm. I know them well. I don't know who she is, but I know those small breasts perfectly. She takes off my handcuffs.
At one command I get on all fours. I feel the weight of a generous ass on my back. A kick in my ribs and I start walking with my load on my back. I feel the wetness of a pussy slide down my back.
I take a few steps before feeling another sting in my buttocks. I stand obediently. That body stays there. My eyes recognize the low table where the drinks are served. I remain as still as I can, holding on. Something splashes my skin, surely some drink has spilled. I hear the crash of the glass as it falls.
I felt something hard between my buttocks. The anal plug slipped into my anus, I felt the tickling of the tail hanging from it on my thighs. I could only grit my teeth and accept it without opening my mouth.
After a few moments my mistress got up from behind me. I felt somewhat relieved. I noticed the cold where her cunt had been resting.
A hand pulled my hair, forcing me to stand up. I was led to a couch where two girls were performing double fellatio on a guy. Once there, they put me on all fours again. They made me back up until I felt a huge penis hit my ass. I felt a certain fear.
Someone pushed aside the tail coming out of my ass and placed the glans at the entrance to my vagina. He pushed and I felt like he was splitting me in two. He was huge but I could only complain. Hands separated my buttocks, playing with pulling the anal plug until it almost came out to push it back into my insides.
That member pierced me all the way to my stomach while a hand pulled me deeper. I moaned silently trying to adjust to that rhythm.
One of the girls sat in front of me. Her legs were spread wide, leaving her pussy at the height of my mouth. She pulled the hair on my forehead until I sank my tongue into it. It was hot and wet. Her hard clit rubbed against my tongue. I licked and held.
I feel a discharge of semen in my uterus, that member floods me, caring little if I feel pleasure or not. He only cums in my bowels helped by the young woman at his side.
The girl sitting in front of me starts to roar with pleasure. She rubs my mouth against her pussy until my face is wet with her cum. I lick her obediently when she demands it.
Two hands pull my shoulders around, turning me around. That bobbing member approaches my mouth. I open my mouth and try to fit him in, but the effort nearly dislocates my jaws, he was so big.
I licked it as best I could, half-choking, gagging at every nudge that grazed my throat. Little by little it became less rigid until it decided that it was enough.
He pulled it out of my mouth, leaving me there waiting for the next act. It wasn't long before I felt hands on my breasts, they pulled a little on the chains that ended at my nipples, making me scream in pain again. A somewhat mocking laugh reached my ears. He loosened his grip a little and I calmed down again. When would this end?
They made me stand between two men, facing me on the sofa, the two girls were resting their heads on the chest of the owner of that giant member. One was kissing him on the neck, the other on the nipples. Her hand brought a glass of champagne to her mouth, laughing.
They led me by the arm to a circular sofa, on which a girl was being penetrated from behind and was writhing wildly. They pushed me until my face was facing hers. Once there, my ass was almost savagely stripped of that tail. I moaned.
It wasn't long before I noticed a glans in its place. Some gel and that clench of teeth when you feel it enter. Hard, overwhelming, groundbreaking. It slid in almost effortlessly, barely finding any resistance at first, then he let himself go until his balls hit my buttocks. I moaned quietly. I can't say I enjoy this, but I don't feel bad about it either.
Hands were pulling my hips in time to the rhythm. I feel full. A cock is approaching my mouth, I know what I have to do. I simply take a breath and take it with my lips. A hand joins it, I can't see who it is, I only see some legs, a bare pubis and some small breasts. I imagine it's her.
He jerks it off in my mouth almost agitatedly. I feel it deep in my throat, it gets thicker as the minutes go by. I just suck it while they break my ass.
A squeeze of hands on my buttocks and I feel the flood in my anus. Convulsions and hands squeezing trembling flesh. I feel a hoarse panting near my neck. A white semen slides from my anus leaving a trail on my legs.
While this is going on, the owner of the cock drilling my mouth gets tired of it. He pulls a girl by the arm and throws her on my back. I can feel his pubis on the back of my neck.
He penetrates her without waiting, his thighs surrounding my head. I stay still trying to hold his weight. Moans of pleasure surround me. A hand slaps my ass while I feel a tongue wander along the gap between my buttocks. I know it's the girl.
The pace of the penetration increased until it ended in a cumshot that slid down my neck. That cock only came out of the heat of the pussy that was serving it to sink into my mouth. The girl didn't move from on top of me. I licked until that character was satisfied.
All around me was laughter, moans, the occasional blow to warm flesh, the clash of glass.
A new tug on my hair forces me to stand up. A voice in my ear orders “go take a shower and come back quickly.”
With a nod of my head I head to the area where marble showers were constantly spewing warm water. Under those jets some bodies were caressing each other or being penetrated in acrobatic positions.
I stepped inside them and without taking off my mask, I got under the nearest one. The hot water revived my consciousness, it washed away much more than those remains of semen. It left me clean inside and out… What am I doing here? I think, while I feel the bite of the still intact nipple covers on my nipples.
I spent a few minutes under that fountain of life, running my soapy hands over my entire body. I felt sore in some areas.
After a while I left the place feeling refreshed. I obediently returned to the room where many people were still gathered. The cream of the crop of the city: politicians, rich people, businessmen, powerful women, journalists, lawyers, etc. etc.… but, of course, all hidden under mocking masks, although I knew who many of them were.
A lady came up to me, sniffed my neck and chest, making sure I smelled clean. She took me by the hand and pulled me to the bar. Three men were arguing heatedly.
“Calm them down,” he ordered as he pushed my shoulders down to my knees. Once again, I knew my duty.
I pulled out their cocks and started licking them alternately. They seemed to calm down, at least they weren't screaming anymore. My mouth moved from one to the other, licking or sucking as they asked.
I stood there for a while until a voice told me to move away, that enough was enough. Quietly, I put those erect penises back into their pants. I stood up and waited.
One hand passed over my ass while the other caressed my breasts. As if by accident, as if out of curiosity, they only rubbed while their voices continued with their thing.
I stood there like a doll. Serious, waiting for the next step. The next order.
From there someone took me to a room, in which three girls were busy between the legs of their companions.
I felt a belt go around my waist, two leather strips went inside my thighs, I lowered my head and a thick latex penis emerged from my crotch.
One of the girls got on all fours, leaving her pussy clearly visible. Another pulled me up behind that white ass. He guided my latex penis to his friend's crotch and pushed my ass until my thighs hit those slightly saggy buttocks. I was penetrating her.
A hand moved between my legs, grabbing the toy as if to make sure it was in the right place. The penetrated girl writhed with each thrust of my hips.
The one pushing me went to the back, and out of the corner of my eye I could see a belt like mine anchored to her waist. I felt it poking my ass, I felt a cold gel and that piece of rubber slipped through my rear buttonhole, making me moan in pain.
She stayed there for a while. My hands rested on the hips of the one I was penetrating and my ass opened up under the thrusts of the other.
I don't know how long I stayed like that. Everything calmed down when I felt those buttocks shake against me as if electrified. She came at the same time as me, feeling that fake cock inside me. At least for once I could feel some pleasure, not very intense but enough to calm my desire.
Many hours passed like this, until I heard a voice in my ear telling me “you can leave now”, the brush of an envelope between my buttocks, the payment for so much effort. With my hand I removed it from that place and went to the back. Some rooms where we left our clothes and belongings before entering.
I showered again. I got dressed and left the place until I reached a black car that was waiting for me at the garage to take me to the city. A blindfold would prevent me from knowing where I had been.
The traffic lights dazzled me as I pulled out. I recognized my city. The car pulled away as I hailed a taxi. I slumped in the back as I gave the driver my address.
No, I don't like this at all. I feel cheated, used, dirty. The wad of bills in my purse was thick and that somewhat drives away that feeling. Yes, my boyfriend knew how to manipulate me with his games until he got me to do this.
He was waiting for me in bed, naked, eager for me to tell him in detail about that night's experience before making love to me until almost dawn.
I hate what I've gotten myself into, but I admit that the money and the sex afterwards are a great relief. Knowing I'm a whore turns me on to the point of cumming many times while my boyfriend fucks me.
Next weekend will be just another weekend, more sex and more money. Tomorrow I'll wake up late.