His low hum in my ear soothes me. His praise comforts me; to relax and take all that is offered. Knowing he is there, watching me, protecting me, taking pleasure in my use exhilarates me. I’m kneeling on the bed, presented to him, back to the new player. He's already stretched me so wide but with this new man, I can only feel and hear him, not allowed to acknowledge them. I know my Master and that eases the fear of the unknown. As he runs his fingers through my hair, guides my chest to the bed, and lifts my head, fully extending my throat. “You’re going to be used hard today”. I feel his cock at my lips still smelling of our combined pleasure. He never cleaned himself after our own play. That's my job. He instructs me to clean his cock with my tongue and I do, enthusiastically. The low rumble of his moan is a potent aphrodisiac and I'm in heaven. He slowly breaches my lips as the other man breaches my ass. I brace for the hard thrust of my Master, forcing his length into my throat but what I feel instead is the other's powerful thrust into my ass. My Master didn't have to do anything and yet he still gets his cock in my throat the way he loves. My nose pressed to his abdomen and lungs starved of oxygen. Tears streaming down my, face he wipes them gently praising me, while also reminding me to not cum before he says, as he smears my mascara down my cheeks.
The other pulls back slowly releasing my throat from my Master, letting me take a quick gasp of air before he pummels my ass over and over in quick succession. I'm only allowed short breaths with each retreat only to be cut off again and again. My ass cheeks spread, fully exposed as the other plunders my depths. I'm trying so hard to hold off, but my Master knows me well. He knows I can't hold back from anal orgasms. I hear another join the party and quiver as I hear the distinct vibration from the wand. My Master has also trained me well and I cum with the shrieks I'm able to make. His low hum of disapproval makes me cry harder. I know he's going to make me pay. "Highest vibration on her clit. If my whore is going to disobey and cum without permission, we will make her cum without mercy." My second orgasm is already barreling into me and I'm a mess. A sobbing, quivering mess. I feel the wand on my clit, and I shoot off before finishing the previous orgasm. It's at that point I know my torture has only begun. I love it and I hate it. With my ass being wrecked with the other's thrusts, my clit being abused with vibration, and my throat stuffed so full of my Master I can't breathe, I lose all resistance and have to be secured into place to take my punishment. My Master's hands in my hair, and the other's on my hips, I'm in a torturous heaven.
All at once, everything stops, and I'm let go. I drop to the bed so confused because this is a mercy. Master chuckles at my expression. "Don't worry slave. I don't have mercy. I'm adding another cock. Your pussy looks neglected." I hear him rummage through the toy box. He's going to be adding a lot more than just a third cock. He's got a couple of dildos in his hands. Different sizes to try in addition to the cocks already for me. In addition, he has a few other things I can't make out. One of the men positions himself behind me, his hands run up my back and to my shoulders. He grabs them firmly and pulls me up so the second man can slide under me. Once in position, I'm impaled, far deeper than I thought I could be. Hands on my hips, he holds me down tight and circles his cock inside, increasing the intensity of the pressure. The man behind me pushes me forward onto the one in front of me and pushes into my ass deep, with no mercy, his hands still on my shoulders. Hands on my shoulders and hands on my hips, I'm trapped in between them and their depth, I cum again. I'm breathing heavily because it hurts so good, and they won’t release me from the power of my orgasm.
It’s then my Master takes hold of my chin and tails my head back to look at him. He's very pleased by my reaction to being filled so full. "Slave, you're going to be filled more, but first, some more pain for you". He lets my chin go and my head falls forward. He then grabs my collar from the back and lifts me, instructs the man behind me to take hold of it, and fills his hands with my tits. First, soft squeezes, then hard twists to harden my nipples more. He removes his hands to grab the one-inch binder clips. Dread fills me because I know this pain, and worse, he knows I can take it. He attaches one after the other and I hiss and try to pull away, pulling one off. Tears continue to fall down my face while he reattaches the clip to my nipple. The pain feels like fire running through my nerves down to my clit. I let out an agonized, but strangled moan while I grind my hips downward. Master grabs one of my legs and moves it up while the man behind me does the same to the other. I'm folded now and so full. The man behind me pulls out at my Master's behest and grabs a slim dildo from him. He slowly inserts it into my already full pussy and Master hums with disapproval. "Not enough. Try this one". They switch and I wince as the bigger dildo is forced into me alongside the cock already deeply planted. "Mmmm, better". Master hands the man the smaller dildo again to put in my ass and it enters easily. The man then slowly enters my ass as I whimper and struggle to remain still. "We trained for this, slave. You can take it". I nod my head and breathe, relaxing into the pain and intensity of being so full. I look up at my Master, smile and nod, "Green Master". He smiles at me, full of affection, "My good little whore slave. Now open your mouth". I open without hesitation, and he slides his cock in again. Neither of the men have to move because Master is moving me onto them with his hard thrusts, enough that makes all four of us release groans of pleasure. The man under me releases one hand from my hip and grasps my tit, jiggling the clip on my nipple. Groaning, I cum hard and curl my body as far as Master allows while still fucking my face. The man behind me rolls his fingers over my clit hard and with no mercy making my orgasm last longer. Master isn't going easy on me. My throat will be sore and raw after this. The two men inside me start moving in shallow thrusts building me up and pushing me over again. From there, I lift off into space. All I am is what I feel and what I feel is everything. Master thrusts and holds one last time, exploding down my throat. He continues to hold me, helping the other two move my body onto them and making them both cum inside me. Once the men have deposited their full load, they grip me firmly, with the help of my Master, pull me gently off them, removing the dildos, and flooding them both with their combined release.
Master removes the binder clips one at a time, gently massaging the pain away, and holds me in his arms, cradling me close to his chest, cleaning away the mess of cum from the others. I'm barely aware of the other two cleaning up and leaving. One returns with a cold bottle of water and sets it aside for me. Master turns into Daddy and gives me all his affection. He caresses my body, trailing his fingers against my tits and nipples, soothing the ache from the clips away. He grabs my fluffy weighted blanket and covers me and rocks me to sleep whispering in my ear how much he loves me, how proud he is of me, and how good I was, being stretched so wide.