I writhed on the bed, arms and legs tied to the bedposts. They surrounded me, a sea of hard cocks and greedy hands. I loved it, craved it, needed to be used like the filthy fucktoy I was.
The first cock entered me roughly, stretching me wide. I cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure. He pumped into me, hard and fast, grunting with each thrust. I squeezed my eyes shut, losing myself in the sensation, the fullness.
Another cock pushed into my mouth. I gagged on its length, but didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. I wanted them to fuck my face, use my throat, make me choke on their thick meat.
They flipped me over, yanking my legs apart. A cock plunged into my ass, burning as it entered. I screamed, but it was muffled by the cock in my mouth. They set a brutal pace, fucking me in both holes simultaneously.
I came over and over, my pussy and ass clenching around their pistoning cocks. I squirted, my juices running down my thighs, pooling on the bed beneath me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, they came, filling me with their hot seed. I swallowed it down, gagging and choking, loving every drop.
But they weren’t done yet. There were still so many more cocks to satisfy, so many more holes to stretch.