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“Shhhh. It’s okay. We won’t hurt you. Shh… Look at me. You’re fine. You’re fine.” I fought to get back.

When I became more aware, blood gurgled in my mouth. My tongue and lips were cut, throbbing with every pulse. I just wanted to breathe! Why couldn’t I get air into my lungs? I kept trying, but my spit and blood were drowning me. Why? Stooooopppppppppppp!

Slowly, my body calmed. “That’s it. Look at me.” His voice was deep like a DJ on a jazz radio station, calming. I was so tired, my eyelids so heavy. “Breathe with me.”

I gasped for air until I returned to the present room. Despite the similarities, nothing could be worse than that dream.Finally, I gained some control and shook my head.It didn’t happen. It’s okay. It didn’t happen. It was all just a dream.

“Look at me,” he repeated, and I obeyed.

Infinite pain stabbed my heart, and everything around me became a clear living hell. I wanted to run, to escape. Right away, the fat man jerked me by the arm so I could sit on him again. My body was still becoming rigid for seconds at a time.

The effort to fight only exhausted me while I wept fat tears that marked many wet tracks on my face. “Sir! Sir! Please! Please!” I called, begging for him.

“No, no. None of that now. Shhhh… It’s okay. It feels good,” the older guy kept saying. “We’re having fun, not crying at a funeral.

“Give her more, David.”

“That’s not a good idea,” the guy who’d lured me out of the seizure said while another one kept yelling, “No!”

“I gave her the maximum dose. If I give her more, we’ll be fucking a dead body,” David stated.

“Come on!” The older man’s voice shook with impatience and anxiousness. He then gathered my arms, crossing one over the other to keep me in place. I was scared, so scared. What did he want from me? How angry would he get?

The tongue moved faster, flicking at me harder. My eyes rolled back as my body tightened to its limit, trembling deep inside. I moaned at every flick, wanting more but unable to take it as the sensitivity concentrated at the very tip of me. Mouths yanked and thrashed at my hardened nipples.

“That’s a good slave. You’re going to come for me? Huh? You like getting your pussy sucked on while getting your ass railed?” he asked, thrusting into me and pulling the same moan from me over and over with every penetration until my insides gripped onto him at maximum force. My tears leaked out. The orgasm swept through me, but my thoughts reveled in self-disgust.

“Fuck! That took too long,” the guy who stopped sucking at my pussy protested, spit, and stood.

“But now comes your reward,” the man inside me replied. I could hear the smile in his tone. It made my heart stop, wondering what they would do to me. I had done good. He was pleased.Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t?—

“Fuck, yeah.” The younger guy lined his cock up to my wet pussy and thrust in too easily. I winced, and my whole body stiffened at the pain. My insides were still clamping and releasing, getting off the high of the orgasm he’d just given me. I was too tight, or he was too big, I didn’t know, but it hurt. They were tearing me apart.

“No! Nooo!”

Then I wasn’t in the room, I was on the grass in the dark.Two guys were inside me, destroying me. I tried pulling the arms holding me, but I couldn’t escape them. Both cocks moved inside me, enjoying their destruction of me.

“Good thing she’s been declawed.” The younger guy’s remark brought me back. I had been trying to scratch at his skin, pushing him away yet keeping silent while he fucked me. Sir had taught me to keep silent unless given permission.

The older man groaned. “More, fuck her harder.”

While my tears wet my sweaty, hot cheeks, I prayed to the only boy who’d ever cried when I was in pain, even if it was only a dream—Killian. No matter how many times I repeated his name, screamed it, they never stopped, just like in the dream when he screamed mine. Not even when my screeches escaped me on every pummeling penetration. I bawled at the cramping pain. He was hitting my cervix, moving my uterus. The pain was undefinable. I wanted to die.

The sun was rising, filling every space between the trees and leaves while I lay on the carpet, belly down with one of them thrusting into my butt. I didn’t have anything left inside me, but at least I had the beautiful view. They’d all taken turns, so it didn’t hurt anymore. All I had to do was stretch myself open as much as possible and let them have their way. I didn’t have to hold my breath and bite my wounded tongue to not cry or whimper. It was okay. This one was lasting longer.

He pulled my arms behind me and fucked me as deep as he could, reaching new depths where the rubbing of his fat cock against my walls released pure euphoria. I liked how forceful he was being. There were no lies, no attempts to seem kind or gentle, no fooling me. He panted on my ear, groaning as our bodies crashed against one another. Slushing sounds accompanied his infrequent moans. I tightened my insides, trying to lock him in place, but he continued. I liked how I couldn’t stop him, how much he was enjoying me, and how my tightening triggered his cock to engorge again and again, stretching me, hurting me, then come inside me. Feeling his dick thickening drove me as well, so I convulsed and fucked him as I came with him deep inside. I loved coming because it erased every thought. For a few seconds of my stupid disgusting life, pleasure ruled. But as soon as it was over, I hated myself with a rage I was sure no one had ever experienced.

They couldn’t do this forever. Sooner or later, the last two would fall asleep too, like all the others who lay everywhere, naked and snoring.

“She’s not so fucking special,” he said after releasing my arms, then withdrawing from me and standing. His words, although they shouldn’t have, pushed me further into self-hatred, sadness, and self-disgust. I’d betrayed my soul for his pleasure, and still, he denigrated me. He was right.

The next guy started fucking the same hole.

“Move up,” another said to him.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” cussed the one who’d been thrusting into me as the other dick joined his in the same orifice.

Fuck! It hurt too much.