“Ass’ll loosen if we keep at it.”
“Cunt milks my cock if I pinch her nipples.”
“Throat’s sloppy. Need to train the pet not to gag.”
The words sank into her like blades, each one sharper than the last. Her tears ran hot, and yet, her body betrayed her again. The shame, the pain, the filth of their commentary pressed down until it cracked something inside her, and she shattered, climax ripping through her raw cunt and clenching her ass tighter around Silas’s cock. Her throat convulsed around Boone, choking down his length in spasms she couldn’t control.
“Fuck me, she came from that,” Kenny barked a laugh, hips pounding harder. “All it takes is being called a sloppy throat, and the whore gushes like she’s grateful.Fuck, her ass clamps like it’s vacuum sealed when she comes. Glad we flushed the filth out first, perfect fucking tension around my cock without worry of the creature shitting on me.”
Silas snarled, grinding deep into her cunt. “Perfect. Shame makes her cunt sing.” Another hard thrust. “Voiceless meat milking cock with all three holes. No bitching, no opinions, and the collar ensures obedience. Fuck, Kenny, this may have been your best idea yet.”
Boone moved his hand from the front of her collar to the back of her head, using her like a ragdoll, fucking hard and fast despite her gagging and choking, gasping for air. “Sloppy now, but give me two weeks and I’ll train all this drama and gagging out of her, turn this twitchy throat into a proper fuckhole.”
Her tears soaked her cheeks, drool foaming at the corners of her mouth. Shame crushed her chest, humiliation heavier than their combined weight — and still, her body betrayed her, nerve endings alight with depraved need. Kenny’s cock drilled into her ass with relentless force, Silas dragged raw friction against her cunt, and Boone rammed deep into her throat until she couldn’tbreathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t be anything but the meat they fucked.
The pressure built again, her body coiled tight, raw flesh screaming, muscles clenching, cunt spasming in frantic pulses.
She came with a silent sob, body convulsing around them. Her cunt gripped Silas like a vice, her ass rippled around Kenny, and her throat tightened helplessly around Boone’s cock, gagging and choking as she shook through the orgasm, needy, broken, climaxing from being used without mercy, without meaning — just function made flesh.
Silas groaned, slamming harder. “Fuck yes. That’s the kind of cunt we keep chained to the bed.”
Boone growled and went harder, faster.
Kenny reached under her, lifting her off Silas enough so he could find and squeeze her clit. Her whole body jolted, and her cunt clenched again, the aftershocks coming in waves.
She had nothing left but the knowledge they were still inside her. Still using her. And she was coming yet again, shuddering around their dicks, giving them pleasure while they wrung reactions from her one after another.
A fucking meat puppet.
They laughed, discussing her body as if appraising livestock, and she shook from the effort of it, arousal and degradation twisting so tight she couldn’t tell them apart.
Kenny slammed into her ass, Silas pistoned her cunt, Boone fucked her throat raw — all three hammering at once, their voices a vicious chorus above her muffled gags and choked breaths.
Silas grunted, and Kenny’s pace went savage. Boone squeezed the back of her head, yanking her where he wanted, fucking her mouth like a hole he owned.
Another orgasm overtook her and Boone snarled, “She’s nothing but a bitch in heat. Look at her shake.”
Her eyes streamed, spit poured from the corners of her mouth, drool soaking her chin — and still, her body betrayed her, squeezing, clenching, milking cock like she was desperate to keep them inside.
Kenny snarled first, pounding her ass like he wanted to split her in half. He shoved deep, groaned as heat pulsed into her, filling her ass. She cried silently around Boone’s cock, tears burning down her cheeks as her cunt clenched around Silas’s cock.
Boone slid his hand lower for a better grip, reminding her all over again of her new bald status, and shoved her down harder, driving with brutal thrusts. “Fuck!” he roared, hips snapping, cock swelling in her throat as he came hard, spilling down her gullet until she gagged and choked, forced to swallow it all or drown.
Her chest heaved when Boone finally pulled free, drool running thick down her chin, her throat aching and raw.
Silas gritted his teeth, driving up into her cunt. His lip curled. “Too sloppy. Can’t even feel the walls anymore.”
He shoved at her shoulder, rolling her off like she was nothing but weight in his lap. She hit the cushions face-down, ass high. Silas gripped her hips, lined up with her other hole, and snarled, “Your ass is tighter. That’s the one I’ll use.”
He drove in hard, no prep, no pause, making her arch and scramble against the sofa. The front of her body pressed into the rough fabric, clit grinding against it with every brutal thrust. The friction burned, overstimulated, and then set her off.
She convulsed in silence, body shaking with another orgasm, cunt grinding shamelessly against the sofa while Silas jackhammered into her ass. Every slam drove her clit harder against the cushion, each drag of his cock through her ass tightening the vice around her shame.
“Fuck yes,” Silas growled, pounding her fast and merciless until he groaned, buried deep, and filled her ass with a rush of heat.
Before she could collapse, Boone’s voice cut sharp. “Plug her. Don’t want her leaking all over the damned place.”
A rough hand pried her cheeks apart, and a huge plug was shoved in, stretching her raw hole wide again, locking the mess inside. Her tears soaked the sofa under her, swollen cunt still pressed to the cushion, clit throbbing in overstimulation, shame and arousal welded into one brutal knot inside her.
