A broken, guttural moan was forced out of me around the c**k in my mouth. They began to move in a brutal rhythm, the one in my ass pulling out just as the one in my mouth thrust in, over and over. The stretch was unbearable. I was just a vessel, a set of holes for their use. My mind went blank, blissfully empty of everything except the raw, physical reality of being used.
They pulled out of me suddenly, leaving me coughing and panting on my hands and knees on the cold floor. A sharp smack landed on my ass, making me yelp. “Up on the table, Cumslut.”
I was lifted and bent over a high worktable, they brought out ropes from a duffel bag, then they tied my wrist together and secured it to a leg of the table, my ankles were tied to the opposite legs, forcing my back to arch and my ass to be p
