Finding a way out of slavery.

Based on a post by BBrixton, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Can

you-oh! Can you get us out of here?" I asked as quietly as I could;

while Glail ran his cock in and out of me. At least it was giving my

mouth a break.

"No way, no fucking way I ain't risking my life like that." 

Figures. "Can you get a message out to the Guild again?"

"May fuck! Fuck you're tight; oh; Maybe. What should it say?"

"That; ah! That they're using Neural Climax Stimulators; NCS. It's Guild technology. And tell them we're both okay for now."

 Glail nodded and rammed his cock into my cunt deeper, letting out a deep, guttural groan.

"Umm; fuck; okay. Anything else?"

"No; oh;” I squealed. "Anything you can, oh; can tell me?"

"Actually there is." He said between deep breaths. "There's a local club, mostly rich kids. They have this; tradition."

"What tradition?"

"They

call it The Raid. After the Slut's first day they; oh fuck I'm getting

close! They pick the Slut with the highest total score for the day. They

bribe the guards to get in, in the middle of the night and, ah!

Ah; oh;” He squirmed.

Almost by instinct I flexed my pelvic muscles around him. I squeezed his cock inside my cunt and his whole body tensed up.

His

arm wrapped a little harder around my neck as he finished his

sentence;”and they rape her!" he whispered between clenched teeth as he

exploded inside me, pumping my pussy full of cum as the words hit me.

Glail stayed on top of me for a moment, catching his breath.

The Slut with the highest total score; I

thought, my mind racing, as he finally rose and started dressing. He

cleared his throat and I turned to look at him. He didn't say anything

but gave me a look and I gave him the tiniest nod to tell him I

understood.

"Nice

work, whore. I might even give you a ten for that." He said, then as he

realized what he'd just told me looked away. But I jumped at it.

"Please

do! I would love to be the best Slut on my first day!" I squealed like a

happy little whore, hoping he would understand I actually meant it. He

looked surprised but again said nothing else. He fished out a digital

device and entered something; from the other room I heard the beep of

one of the displays updating.

"Come on, let's see if there are any more customers waiting for you." He said and I hurriedly got dressed.

"You

took your fucking time." Plitrick said when we re-entered the

antechamber. "Semenface here finished off two guys while you were busy

in there, the cock-hungry bitch." He said and laughed.

I glanced over at the screen and to my horror watched the latest stats for us.

My

total score was 8.2, Elosia's 7.7. Her W Y F A score; whatever that

meant; was 40% while mine was only 20%! I had no idea which of these

mattered more, but I knew that if I could, I had to get the highest

score; I had to take this hit for Elosia or at least warn her about it.

CB's score was well below both of ours, which was a relief. If it came

to it; I knew Elosia at least had the same training as me, we were both

capable of handling something like that, even if it might not be very

enjoyable; but CB didn't, as long as she wasn't in danger, that was the

main thing.

If Elosia noticed anything off, she didn't show it. Glail grinned and looked bashful.

"So? Her pussy any good?" Plitrick asked. Glail glanced at me and raised his hand in a so-so motion.

"I've had better, but she's alright."

Inwardly

I cursed; if Plitrick bothered to do a tiny amount of math he'd figure

out that my pussy score had gone up from 8.6 to 9, and that could only

be because Glail had given me a ten. But if Plitrick could do basic math

or not was up for debate, and in any case he didn't seem to notice

anything.

The

morning continued with two more batches of men coming in, another eight

in total. I tried my best to entice them to fuck me. To my frustration

they all opted for blowjobs. I knew I could never beat Elosia at sucking

cock, but I knew my pussy game was stronger; and my ass game

exceptional. If only I could have explained to her.

So

I did what I could. I sucked on all cocks offered me, as best as I knew

how. I managed three out of eight; and again all eight chose to finish

in my mouth; I felt bloated by all the sperm in my belly by the time we

were done.

By the time lunch time rolled around my jaw was killing me, but when I looked at the displays it wasn't much encouragement:

Cocksleeve

W Y F A score: 29%

Pussy score: 9

Ass score: Not Available

Mouth score: 7.8

Total Score: 8.4

Cocks served: 13

I compared mine to Elosia's:

Semenface

W Y F A score: 40%

Pussy score: 7

Ass score: Not Available

Mouth score: 8.4

Total Score: 7.7

Cocks served: 10

The

story was the same as before. If the Raiders went by W Y F A score it

would be Elosia. If they went by total score it would be me. I wasn't

sure what was my best bet.

"Okay

Sluts, that's it; You’re done for the morning. The next group will be

here at one, so be ready then." Plitrick said; and he and Glail left.

I got up, my knees and jaw were both quite sore.

"That

was something." Elosia said, and I started to reply when CB ran up to

us and with a bubbly smile gathered us both up into a bear hug.

"You

guys did so great!" she pulled us close. "I can't believe how lucky I

am to have friends who are so brave!" she held the hug in and I put my

hand on her back to return the favor. Eventually she pulled away, took

both of our hands in hers and smiled.

"I

was so scared my first day. You wouldn't believe it; but you guys

you're” she shook her head. "I don't even know what to say." Her eyes

lit up. "And twenty cocks between you! The Grandmaster is going to be so

pleased!"

I exchanged awkward glances with Elosia but we smiled and assured her we were just trying to do our best and contribute.

CB

was on the verge of tears. She lit up again and joyfully declared she

would make us all bacon lettuce sandwiches and skipped off to the

kitchen, humming something to herself. My stomach growled at the mention

of food; I was quite full but needed something more solid. But first I

had to talk to Elosia. I stopped her from following CB and pulled her in

close. In hushed tones I explained what had happened with Glail, our

new inside man; and what he'd told me about The Raid.

Elosia's eyes went wide and she immediately looked to the displays then back to me. "Do you know what score they go by?"

 I told her I didn't.

She

bit her lower lip, thinking; "Okay; well I'll do my best to get my

total up higher, I'm not sure exactly how we can rig this but I'll think

of something."

"El, no!" I said as quietly as I could; and explained I should be the one to do it, to which she immediately rebelled.

"After what you did yesterday, it's only fair that I take this one." She said

I retorted that I didn't want her to 'take' anything for me.

She, predictably replied that the feeling was mutual.

We

stood there silently arguing the point for a minute until agreeing that

we would both just try our best and since we didn't know what the

criteria were anyway we could only do so much.

We

ate lunch in silence except for CB who was still bubbly and excited and

kept talking about anything and everything. "Looking forward to the

afternoon though, afternoons are usually calmer."

"How's that?" Elosia asked.

"Well the morning are all; you know; rough people. In the afternoon they usually bring in, well, erm; nicer people."

"'Nicer people'?" I asked.

"You

know; fancy people." I exchanged another look with Elosia. All morning

we'd been doing sexual favors for what we'd both marked as laborers:

Construction workers, dock workers, machine operators and alike. What

was coming after lunch, we wondered?

 "Line

up, sluts!" Plitrick called out as he and Glail entered the room again.

I glanced at Glail as we paraded in front of them but his face betrayed

nothing.

"All

rested up?" Plitrick said, with a smug grin. "Good! Your next clients

are waiting." With that he turned and the door opened. A man in a

well-fitting expensive suit walked in without so much as a look at

Plitrick. He simply walked across the floor heading straight for CB who

curtsied as he approached.

"The usual, Mister Felling?" she cooed.

Felling replied; “Yes.” and they disappeared towards CB's room.

Another man entered, a confident but friendly smile on his face and he nodded at Plitrick.

"Semenface?" he enquired and Plitrick pointed at Elosia.

"The skinny one, director."

"Wonderful,

wonderful." He said and marched up towards her. To my (and Elosia's,

judging by her expression) shock he took her hand and kissed it.

"I have so very much been looking forward to this. To your chambers?" Elosia curtsied and escorted him away.

Finally

through the door marched an elegant, slender middle-aged woman dressed

in an expensive-looking white jacket and knee-length skirt.

"Lady

Carasina." Plitrick said and bowed. Lady Carasina did not say much, but

glanced over her shoulder and motioned to someone unseen. Two men,

identical twins with broad, muscular bodies dressed in tightly fitting

shirts and well-combed hair appeared and flanked her. She finally looked

at me.

"This is the new Cocksleeve?" she asked, agasp.

Plitrick confirmed that yes it was.

Carasina shook her head and seemed mortally disappointed but motioned for the two men to follow.

"Come

along boys, we'll make the best of it." She walked past me and the boys

stopped between me and her, taking an opportunity to take in my body.

"Well, come along!"

she repeated at me this time, and I followed; the two men following me

in turn. She entered my room first and one of the men closed the door

behind me. Here she turned around, took another long look at me and made

no attempt at hiding her disapproval.

"Crude. Very crude. Inelegant. But you'll have to do." She sat down; the room had two armchairs that faced the bed.

"I

am Lady Carasina and these are my two sons; Ramba and Dando. The two

brothers looked at me and while I could tell they were excited I could

also tell they were a bit embarrassed. Maybe even shy.

‘Two boys as big as houses and they seem nervous’. I thought, but then had another thought; ‘But I've never been to a brothel where my mom went with me;’

"They

are my little darlings" she cooed in a sing-song voice. "and I am here

to give them a special treat. And I guess you're it." She said, finally

with a strong note of disapproval.

"Well,

let's see what we have to work with. Strip." She commanded and I; as

gracefully as I felt possible; unzipped my jumpsuit. I stood as tall as I

could, striking my most flattering pose, extenuating my tits and

swerving hips. I could tell Ramba and Dando were impressed but the Lady

wasn't won over.

"Eugh;

I can't stand such based sexual attributes. It's; crude. Ah well. Boys,

do you like her?" The twins nodded eagerly and took a few ginger steps

towards me.

"Up

up up!" Carasina interrupted. "One at a time. We are not animals.

Ramba, you will have her first. Now, young lady” she commanded me. "get

on your knees. Ramba, take off your clothes and hop up there." She said,

indicating the bed. Ramba did as he was told, stripping down to his

waist first. He had abs that might have been carved in bronze. Next his

trousers went and his thighs were nearly as wide as my waist. The bed

heaved a little under his weight as he jumped up and took his seat as I

sat down on my poor, poor knees again.

Ramba

didn't say a word but he did smile eagerly. His cock was already quite

hard and a very respectable almost six inches. I did my best to gather

my thoughts in the brief moment before I plunged my mouth and engulfed

my tenth cock of the day. His was nice and thick, too, really a perfect

size and a tiny voice in my head wished that he would want to fuck me.

This would fit my crotch just right. ‘My ass, too’. I thought.

Focusing

back on the task at hand; I quickly engulfed almost half his length

into my mouth and started swirling my tongue around his head when

suddenly I heard Lady Carasina get up from her chair.

"No

no no!" she cried and angrily shoved me off him. "You're no good at

all!" she sighed deeply in frustration; and looked down at Ramba's cock.

"Oh very well, I guess I'll have to show you." She said.

It took me a little while to process what happened next.

Carasina,

this high society socialite-seeming woman, suddenly pulled out a

hairband, quickly did up her beautifully cared for hair in a bun; and

then dropped to her knees. She took her son's cock in her hand and then,

with both eyes closed, put it in her mouth.

"Mother!" Ramba moaned. "You promised you'd let her do it!"

"I know honey I just, umm, I just need to ‘smack’; show

her how." She said and as I watched she gently, slowly nuzzled her

son's cock, kissing the head while stroking the shaft. Her lips sucked

on his head over and over again, her cheeks bellowing in and out as she

applied suction.

Incest

is not a taboo that's out of scope for the Order of Humanity; there are

next to no taboos that are. But it's always explored with an

experienced member and there are many careful steps involved to make

sure any fantasies are explored in a healthy and safe way.

To

see it so suddenly and brazenly; was a shock, to say the least. It was

such a shock that it took me almost a minute of watching, as Lady

Carasina gave her son a tender, loving, slow blowjob; before I realized

what she was trying to show me.

I

had gotten so into the headspace of the men here wanting nothing but

quick, simple orgasms; that I'd forgotten one of the most basic rules of

the Order: To adjust yourself to the needs of the client.

Well,

I guess in this instance there were three clients, and I wasn't sure

what Ramba wanted; but what his mother wanted seemed clear now.

"I

see, Lady. May I try again?" Lady Carasina opened her eyes and glared

at me; her jealousy was plain as day, but I guessed she couldn't go back

on a promise to her sons.

And

so slowly, reluctantly she pulled away, giving Ramba's cock a gentle

kiss before withdrawing. I took up her post and placed both hands on the

floor. I looked up at Ramba who was resting on his elbows and smiled at

him.

"I

am sorry, I was too brusque before. I promise I'll be more gentle now."

I said and then, keeping both hands firmly on the floor I knelt back

down and navigated my lips down on his cock again.

I

was slow, methodical. I worked my tongue only very gently and focused

on using my lips to make tiny up and down movements over the head of his

cock but always slowly, slowly going a little further down than before.

I felt Ramba twitch in my mouth and as I allowed my lips to inch down,

down on his cock.

I

had his entire head in my mouth by now and I let out a satisfied,

drawn-out muffled moan; and to my satisfaction Ramba returned it. I shot

a glance at Lady Carasina who watched me with angry, envious eyes; but

as soon as she saw me look at her she turned her head to the sky and

gave a posh 'humph!'.

"Mom

she's really good!" Ramba said, probably afraid that she'd take over

again. The Lady was quiet but then stood up and walked over to the bed

again. She craned her head over her son and caressed his head.

"Well,

as long as it makes you happy, dear. Happy birthday." She kissed him on

the forehead. "Now, I need to go outside for a moment for a quick call

but I'll be back in just a moment." She got up and walked out the door a

little too quickly. From the antechamber I heard Plitrick ask if

something was wrong; and Lady Carasina replying for him to shut up and

mind his business. I glanced up at Ramba, who now looked between me and

his brother.

Gently,

very slowly I eased off his cock. I let it fall from my mouth with a

soft 'plop' and stood upright on my knees and smiled at him, and at his

brother who was getting up from his chair.

"What do you boys want?" I asked and they looked at each other.

"Mother; mother never;” Ramba started.

"She always makes us finish on our own." Dando filled in.

Of course. I thought, feeling my cum-filled stomach grumble again.

"Would you like to feel a girl swallow your cum?" I asked and they both nodded eagerly.

I

returned to his cock, sucking on it slowly, gently, lovingly. This time

I reached a hand up and started stroking him. I gently cupped his balls

and held them, feeling their weight.

"Hmm; I'm lucky to get to; umm; be the first to swallow your load, Ramba." I said between sucking.

I

spent minutes on my knees like that; I guess at least Lady Carasina had

given them some stamina. Finally I felt Ramba tense; and as he did I

locked my eyes on him, and as he emptied himself in my mouth, we

maintained eye contact.

He

came a lot, but I kept my mouth firmly in place. I was giving Elosia a

run for her money, I thought; and suddenly remembered the reality of

where I was; and of what might happen tonight. I pushed it away. Ramba

was finished and lay on the bed shivering. I slowly, gently released him

from my mouth. As my lips parted from him he made a tiny whimpering

noise and then lay still on the bed.

Behind me Dando moved.

"Is it my go now?" he said and then when I looked at him he raised both eyebrows. "Please?" he added.

I

directed him to the bed where he eagerly lay down next to his brother,

after stripping off his clothes. I glanced between them; two identical

cocks except one was going flaccid and the other was hard as steel. ‘This is definitely a little new’. I thought; and then went at it.

Dando

was the same as his brother and I treated him the same way. I was slow,

steady and methodical but tender. I lovingly sucked on Dando's hard

cock, and felt myself disappear into the moment.

This

is why I had joined the guild and the Order of Comfort in particular:

To provide people with the intimate needs they otherwise could not

fulfill. Okay the circumstances were; unusual to say the least, but

regardless: This is why I was here.

I

became so lost and enthralled in what I was doing; I didn't notice the

door opening behind us. But Lady Carasina's shrill voice did succeed in

breaking the spell.

"Oh

my word, I, what did you do? You dumb slut!" Dando suddenly pulled away

from me and I saw Ramba sit up straight. I turned around just in time

to see the Lady march up to me and stop inches away, towering above me;

her eyes shooting furious lightning at me.

"Don't tell me you made that boy cum already?"

"I, yes I did, ma'am, should I not?"

"Mom she was great, she”

"Quiet!

Oh I should have known, I should have known a stupid bitch who degrades

herself like this would be so crass as to just; Oh!" she could barely

speak from frustration. "Oh well, what's done is done. Ramba, scooch

nearer. We'll just have to try again." My head span. Try again? What did she mean?

Her

hair was still up from before, and as she knelt down; she once again

took Ramba's cock in her mouth and started sucking on it.

"I;

umm, I raised my boys right, young lady." She explained between

mouthfuls. "They can go again quick enough; umm; umm;” she paused,

momentarily lost in caring for her son's cock. "they just need a little

encouragement."

She

wasn't wrong: Ramba's cock was getting hard again. I looked up at the

two boys and saw them both blush and try to look away; anywhere but at

me. Dando's cock was still in front of me, semi-erect. Lady Carasina

spotted me looking at it.

"Get back to work! Just don't spoil it for him like you did with Ramba!"

"Mom, she didn't”

"Hush,

honey, let mommy put you right." She instructed, and dove back down on

his cock. I hesitantly moved my head back down and put Dando's cock back

in my mouth and together we sucked off her sons. Within minutes Dando

started groaning deeper and deeper and I glanced over at the Lady but

her eyes were closed and she seemed wholly engulfed in the task before. I

let go of Dando's cock and carefully explained that he might be getting

close.

Lady Carasina instantly shot up and got to her feet.

"Right,

let me show you what to do." She said and quickly, without fuss started

pulling off her pantyhose, rolling them up carefully before placing

them on the floor and shimmying out of panties; silken white. With

nothing on under her dress anymore she got up onto the bed and ordered

her son to move up. Once in position she lowered herself onto his

erection, guiding it in gently and then lowering herself the final few

inches until she sat in his lap.

"This,

ah!" she paused, lost in pleasure. "this is how to; umm; how to do it.

This is how a lady acts." She started moving up and down, riding him.

Only for a minute though. Then she slowly (and I thought, reluctantly)

heaved herself off.

"But

of course a lady can't allow a man to; make a mess. So you do it.

That's what you're for. And once you're done with him, it's Ramba's

turn. I'll keep him going for you." She happily bounced off the bed and

dropped to her knees and when I didn't move, she asked me if I hadn't

understood. I said I had and got up on the bed.

Dando

stared up at me with a very embarrassed look on his face but I gave him

the most comforting smile I could, as I straddled him; and gave a

little shiver as he entered me. I hadn't been wrong. These boys had wonderful cocks that fit my insides just right.

"Ah!"

Dando moaned as I lowered myself fully onto him and his eyes locked

onto my tits. I encouraged him to touch them but received a sharp rebuke

from Lady Carasina.

"No! I do not condone that sort of behavior!" Dando looked disappointed but I soon took his mind off it.

I rode that boy as well as I knew how; and I know how

to ride a man. His hands moved to grab my waist and I felt the strength

in him. It was like being held by a bear. My own hands moved to caress

his naked, broad and toned chest; he was practically hairless; and pecks

and abs like sculpted bronze, just like his brother. I caught Ramba

sneaking peeks at me, his face full of jealousy. Dando's hands travelled

down my waist and over my ass cheeks. If his mother objected she was

too busy with Ramba, to care. He bucked under me, trying to force

himself deeper inside me and I rewarded him with a little moan. His

hands grasped my ass firmly and I wondered if he'd ever been with a

woman other than his mother.

Soon

I could tell he was close, and I gave his cock a long cunt squeeze; and

he came. He filled my pussy with semen and let out a long, deep groan

as he held me firmly in place, not letting me go until he was done.

"Good

boy." His mother said, breathlessly from next to us. She had watched as

her son came in me, but hadn't stopped sucking Ramba's cock. Slowly and

still very reluctantly she pulled her mouth off of him again and stood

up.

"Well I think he's ready again now." She said, wiping her mouth delicately. "Get to it."

So

I did. Just like I had, his brother. I got on top of Ramba and rode

him, until he too came inside me. By the time I was done, Lady Carasina

had dressed herself again and was checking her makeup in a pocket

mirror.

"Right,

good. Let's get home, boys." She said and the boys quickly started

getting dressed. I sat on the bed and watched them both sneak glances my

way, each of them clearly wishing they could stay. I wondered if they'd

ever come back; I hoped so. I liked them. Once they were done I pulled

my jumpsuit back on and walked on out behind them.

Lady

Carasina barely glanced at anyone as she marched her sons out of the

Sanctum and for a moment I wondered if she would be the one scoring me,

or the two boys. I would later learn that women weren't allowed to vote

at all, on our scores. But soon the display beeped and I reviewed our

scores:

Cocksleeve

W Y F A score: 44%

Pussy score: 9.3

Ass score: NOT AVAILABLE

Mouth score: 8

Total Score: 8.6

Cocks served: 15

And Elosia's:

Semenface

W Y F A score: 45%

Pussy score: 7

Ass score: NOT AVAILABLE

Mouth score: 8.5

Total Score: 7.8

Cocks served: 11

Fuck! I

thought. Despite doing my best and very nearly catching up to her; she

was still ahead on W Y F A score and nothing had changed. I looked

around the room, but both Elosia and CB were in their rooms and nobody

else was here except the guards.

Plitrick caught me looking and grinned.

"Sorry

Slut, no more customers today." My heart sank. Unless Elosia fucked up

badly there was no chance. It was all up in the air.

 

"Fucking hell!" Elosia whispered to me later, as we were exchanging stories. "That's; well, that's new."

"That's

what I thought!" I'd just finished telling her all about Lady Carasina

and her two sons. Elosia's 'client' had been far more straight-forward:

Seemingly an old romantic who just wanted some company in private; and a

blowjob.

"Still, if those boys come back and they like you; I mean, if their mom is some kind of big-shot around here;”

"They might be useful to us, yeah." I said. Something that had occurred to me after gathering my thoughts earlier.

We both glanced almost subconsciously at the displays.

Elosia's

score had actually gone up a little bit, but the situation was

unchanged: Her W Y F A was higher than mine, my total was higher than

hers. Whoever would get a nightly visit was still up in the air.

"I

hope it's me, you know that, right?" she said. We both knew what the

other was thinking about. I nodded and replied, obviously, that I hoped

it would be me.

"Whatever

happens, we just have to remember our training. We've practiced this

hundreds of times." That was true. I thought back to those countless

exercises in the sun-lit Intimacy Halls of the Guild's grand institute. I

brought to mind those sessions, the constant, incremental increases of

force and words all under the watchful eyes of instructors; male and

female; the careful repetition of safe words that would then gradually

be removed after many, many iterations of instruction, and practice, and

the in-depth mental evaluations that followed.

Many

agents of the Order opted out of the training program entirely, and

nobody minded; their duties would require much of them, but never that,

not unless they approved and received the appropriate training. But

Elosia and I had undergone it together, along with dozens of classmates;

also male and female. Otherwise, we would never have been selected for

this mission. It took skill and a lot of training to learn to enjoy

being taken against your will.

Our

minds were steeled to the experience. Our bodies prepared for the

sensations. But still, the unknown factors, the strange circumstances,

it all added a lot of tension.

We were silent for a while. Somewhere further inside the sanctum CB whistled to herself.

"Would you like to be intimate later?" I asked.

"No, but I will be if you have a need of it." She replied.

 I considered it for a moment, examining my frame of mind.

"No. No, I asked for your sake."

"I was going to ask for your sake, too." She said with a kind smile.

Later,

CB danced into the room, hair still wet from her shower, and still

whistling, and announced with flattening cheer that it was dinnertime,

and started whirling up a storm in the kitchen. Elosia and I took one

last look at each other and then got up to help her cook.

 

Our

rooms had little in way of entertainment. There were paintings and

decorations everywhere; the bedposts featured erotic carvings, and the

walls were covered in paintings of various sexual acts but little else.

In

other circumstances it wouldn't have bothered me too much. I knew

plenty of ways to bring myself to sleep, almost regardless of the hour;

and I usually slept well (although, I added, if we had to stay here for

months like CB had done that might make me scratch at the walls

eventually). But that night, nothing I did worked. Even if it had, I

would have wanted to be awake and prepared for what was coming; whoever

it came for.

It

was close to midnight, I knew that, but as I lay there in the darkness

and strained to pick up sounds, it seemed like minutes dragged into

hours.

Finally

I heard the doors to the Sanctum open. There were no voices, but

footsteps followed. In my mind I saw a number of men; three or four by

the sound of it; walk across the antechamber to the corridor that led to

our three rooms. But whose room? Mine or Elosia's? No way to tell: Not

yet.

Outside

of the door I heard a whisper but not enough to make it out. For a

moment nothing stirred, and my heart beat a mile a minute.

Then my door made the tiniest whisper of a noise as someone gently, gently opened it.

So it's me. I

thought and part of my mind started doing interesting math in my head;

about the scores displayed on those displays and how things could have

played out differently. But I shut that down quickly. It was a natural

defense mechanism, but it wasn't going to help me. I needed to be

present, to consciously engage with what was about to happen; that was

the way I'd been taught.

Quietly,

the men moved into my room, careful to not make a sound. That was good

info for me, it made me understand what they wanted. They didn't want me

afraid, they just wanted to take me. Unaware, unprepared. I felt a presence at the foot of the bed but kept my eyes closed as if asleep.

"Get

her." A voice finally said and suddenly someone was on top of me. I

'woke up' and looked into the eyes of a handsome young man who grinned

lecherously at me before clamping a hand over my mouth, muffling my

scream (in truth I opened my mouth and held my voice until he stopped

me).

"Hello,

Slut." He said and pulled the covers down; I had stripped out of the

jumpsuit before going to bed and as I had no other clothes I was naked.

The other men pulled the covers completely off the bed and joined him.

There were three of them, and as I looked down I noticed Prockas among

them; the Grandmaster's son.

"We're

gonna have some fun with you, bitch." The man on top of me hissed and

tore his hand away from my mouth before forcing his own lips onto mine;

his tongue forced itself into my mouth and he kissed me deeply but

angrily. He was already undoing his trousers. I squirmed and started

struggling, but one of his compatriots moved up and grabbed my arms and

held them pinned to the bed. The first man finished getting his pants

off and whipped out his cock and stuffed it inside me. If I hadn't been

wet it would have hurt. Thank the stars I had some warning. I thought. His cock entered me quickly and unceremoniously and filled my pussy.

"No

please, no!" I cried out, desperately. It seemed to have the desired

effect, for he started fucking me harder, my body being tossed around

like a ragdoll under him. His friends grinned and laughed at me.

"Stay

quiet, whore. This will all be over soon." They weren't lying; the

first man came inside me within less than a minute and he groaned deeply

as his cum filled my pussy. He was still catching his breath when

Prockas shoved him aside.

"My

turn." He grinned at me and positioned himself between my legs. "I love

breaking in new Sluts. But don't worry, honey; I'm gonna be a while."

He said and then he entered me. My pussy was slick and full of semen and

it made a loud, farting sound as he pushed himself inside me.

"Please! Please stop!" I said, faking tears which Prockas only laughed at.

"Shut

the fuck up, Slut. This is all you're good for, you disgusting whore!"

He grabbed my legs and lifted them up over his head so he could go

deeper. His cock was hardly very big; I knew that already, from the

yesterday morning, when he forced himself upon CB. But he pushed it as

deep in as he could. He fucked me like that for several minutes until

the man keeping my arms still, objected.

"Hey come on man, my turn!"

"Shut

the fuck up! If you want a go, take her other hole." He said and

suddenly pulled out. He grabbed my waist and I was violently turned

around and pulled up on my hands and knees. Before I could orient myself

Prockas was back inside me, fucking like a dog, and the man at my head

grabbed my chin harshly.

"Get

ready to put that ugly mouth to good use." He hissed and presented his

cock to me. I pulled away, keeping my mouth shut until a forceful slap

sailed across my cheek; I had expected something like that. I didn't

want another one, but I knew I had to make it look convincing. I

reluctantly opened my mouth and he shoved his cock in. I was filled both

from the front and from behind; and together the two men used me.

Prockas shoved me forcefully from behind so the cock in my mouth almost

went into my throat. I gagged, but still did my best to give the man in

front of me, as good a time as I could.

Prockas

seemed like the only man there who could actually last, because soon my

mouth filled with cum again, and as it happened much sooner than

expected, I actually choked on it; I coughed and gagged as he kept

himself anchored to my face and cum forced itself down my throat,

leaving me ragged for breath.

Finally

he pulled away and I drew a deep breath, my throat sore. They all

laughed at me and then finally Prockas came. Cum overflowed my pussy and

I felt it run down my thighs. Prockas shoved me hard down on the bed as

my legs trembled from the pleasure and exertion.

"I

hope you enjoyed it, bitch. We might be back later." He hissed, and

then they all left, their laughter following them out of the room and

the sanctum.

I

stayed on the bed, catching my breath, my throat raw and my crotch full

of warm cum. Finally I grabbed the sheets from the floor and got back

into bed, finally able to sleep. I'd made it through okay, all things

considered. I hoped; probably in vain; that it was the last time any of

us would have to go through something like that, though.

I drifted off to sleep, far from relaxed but dead tired.

Based on a post by BBrixton, in 5 parts, for Literotica.