Chapter 1

 

 

"Bring the dirty little whore over here," A dark-haired, broad-shouldered man called out to the man leading the petite, blonde-haired, naked woman into a men's locker room filled with roughly thirty other men.

The master gave the leash - attached to a thick black collar around the woman's neck - a tug and she proceeded to follow him - crawling on all fours - into the shower room. The dark-haired man who had called out to them, waited fully clothed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

The spectators gathered around as the blonde woman was ordered to stand. A pair of handcuffs were placed around her wrists and then the chain looped onto a hook overhead, keeping her suspended in the air, her toes just barely touching the blue and white ceramic tile of the shower room floor.

As Tina watched the video on her computer - from her office at the law firm of Strokem, Fennell & Crown - she couldn't help admire the beauty of the woman strung up. Her breasts were ample, pert mounds with large pink nipples to which silver clamps were attached. Her waist was tiny, and her legs long and tanned to a golden perfection.

Tina was beginning to feel the evidence of her own arousal to the video in the dampness between her legs, which was starting to saturate the crotch of the black lace thong she wore under her A-line black skirt. She paused the video, stood up, walked over to her office door and locked it. She then closed the blinds to the window, before returning to her seat and restarting the video as she slipped a hand up under her skirt and panties to her moist pussy.

Her master led the blonde woman into the shower room, unhooked the leash from her collar and stepped towards the back of the crowd, where many of the men were beginning to unzip their pants and pull out their cocks in various degrees of arousal while shouting vulgarities, including what they planned on doing with her when it was their turn. One man shouted that he couldn't wait to 'fuck that wet pussy', while another vowed to 'rip that tight asshole apart with his huge cock'.

How would she react? By the way her pussy was throbbing at that moment, she was certain she'd love it. Having no control, giving the men permission to do whatever they wanted; exhausting her body with their cocks and covering her with their cum.

Sitting back in her high back leather chair she thrust two fingers deep into her core and began to grind against her hand. The dark-haired man turned the girl around so her back was to the camera, her long blonde hair cascading down to her lower back. Stepping back he gave her bottom a quick slap which echoed throughout the locker room, and then another and another, turning her light beige bottom pink. As he continued to spank her, her cries turned into moans and she began to move against him, as if welcoming the spanking.

Tina moaned softly as she slipped her fingers from her hot, wet pussy and began to stroke her clit, stroking and pinching it with her thumb and forefinger.

The dark-haired man spun the woman back around to face the camera and Tina noticed her face was now flushed, her breasts were heaving and her eyes were downcast. Grabbing her chin in his hand he lifted her eyes to his and cupped her mound, caressing it. She moaned softly, though just loud enough for the camera to catch it.

"Is your cunt nice and tight, whore?"

He didn't wait for an answer, opting to find out himself. He thrust a couple of fingers into her, and she cried out from the sudden invasion.

"Oh, yeah. Good and tight."

A series of whoops and cheers sounded through the crowd of gathered men.

Tina moaned softly as she stroked her swollen nub quickly bringing herself closer to the brink.

"Won't be tight when we're done with it." The man assured the girl. "We'll have your cunt and ass so used you won't be able to sit for weeks."

Again, another whoop and set of cheers from the men surrounding the couple.

Shivers rushed through Tina, beginning at the top of her head and ending with a pulsing between her legs as she came closer to the brink. As her body began to tense, preparing itself for release she watched as the dark-haired man unzipped his jeans, reached inside and pulled out his cock. It was thin, but long, pre-cum seeping from the tip of its angry purple head as he stroked it.

"See how hard you make me, you little whore," he chided as he began to stroke himself quickly. The noise of a number of groans sounded in the background and Tina assumed these were from some of the men already letting loose.

Tina stroked herself faster, harder, alternating between dipping her fingers deep inside her wet, hot pussy and stroking her trembling clit. So close. The dark-haired man grunted and then a string of cum shot out from his cock spraying the woman's stomach and shaven mound. Tina also found herself on the brink, and as she pinched her clit hard she toppled the summit, her juices releasing and saturating her thin panties.

She closed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths in and released them, basking in her release. The sounds of cat calls and cheers coming from the computer had Tina opening her eyes once more to see what was causing the commotion. The original man had stepped away, but three other men had stepped up and were urinating on the woman.

The woman wriggled and squirmed, but was unable to say anything. At some point while Tina's eyes were closed, they had put a ball gag into the woman's mouth. Tina winced, she wasn't a fan of watersports. To each their own, but it just wasn't something she could endure. No, there would be no way she'd agree to that when she signed up...

Was she seriously considering this?

Straightening her clothing, she sat upright in her chair and watched as the men took hoses and began to wash her down from head to toe, cleaning away the cum and urine from her flawless, curvy body. The water glistened as it made its way down her creamy skin.

Tina clicked away from the video and opened the link to the terms and conditions that were associated with signing up for a gangbang and humiliation and/or simulated rape session. All participants were given blood tests, drug tests and physical examinations to ensure they were free of disease. All men were required to wear condoms. And the woman set the boundaries beforehand, including what acts were permissible.

While it appeared as though the blonde woman was not in control, the fact of the matter was that she allowed them to gag her and she allowed them to urinate on her. Everything that had happened and was happening was at her request.

Grabbing a pen from her desk she began to jot down the telephone number at the bottom of the screen. She would call, how could that hurt, right?

She cursed under her breath as she noticed the time. Ten minutes to two, she had an appointment with an important client at two. The call would have to wait until after work. Turning off her computer, she leaned over her desk and chewed at the tip of her pen in contemplation. What would it feel like to have so many men watching you, jacking off to the sight of you, covering your body with cum as they came over and over?

She squirmed uncomfortably in her chair as her juices began to gather between her legs and wished she had enough time to masturbate again. Yes, she'd definitely make the call and set up an appointment after work. She'd learn the specifics so she could consider it more carefully.