I awoke wet with sweat.  My whole body was glistening with sweat.  I got out
of bed and looked in the mirror.  I was covered with a film of sweat and
there were bold stains and patches of sweat on the satin bra, all over my
breasts and along the innner sides of my arms.  I was embarrassed to see the
stain and still wet patch of dampness between my legs.  I looked at my
bedroom clock.  I called in sick and went into the bath.  I could smell
myself.  It was very strong.  It was a strong animal smell.  I raised my arms
above my head and turned my head to the left.  I gently sniffed my armpit. 
"God!" I thought.  I shut my eyes.  There was a hint of deodorant and a
strong smell of my sweat.  I could not believe that these people were going
to make me do this.  I brushed my teeth and pulled on my gym gear.  I wore a
tight bodysuit and bicycle tights.  I then began to pace the room.

I could not believe how slow time passed.  I felt abused as I sat in my room
still sweating from the heat.  I thought about the day old bra and panties
that I was being forced to wear.  I could smell my own animal odour.  I knew
that this would be embarrassing at the gym.  I had no option.

I had just finished from the gym and was driving towards the address the men
had given me.  I pulled into a driveway, walked to the door and knocked. 
Jason opened the door.  He motioned with his finger for me to come inside.  I
was hot and sweaty from the gym and did as he said.  He lead me to a huge
living room with all sorts of old furniture.  In the centre was a large
wooden table and there were floor to ceiling mirrors on two walls.  On the
right was a fireplace and two pillars stood to that side as well.

Wallace was sipping a beer and looked at me as I came in.  "Did you do as we
commanded?" he asked.  I nodded.  He then got up and came close to me and
said, "You do smell like a slut.  Tell me what did you say to yourself last
night?"  He said this as he ran a finger along my cheek to my lower lip and
ran it along the quivering lip.  Then he suddenly yanked my hair and I shut
my eyes to the pain and he hissed, "Tell me slut."  I took a breath and
whispered, "I ... I said I'm a slut ... I'm a whore and that I deserve to be
raped."

He tugged at my hair a little more and trailed his tongue along my neck and
slurped at my lips.  It was a lick, demeaning and degrading.  He withdrew
leaving his spit on my lips.  I reached to wipe it away and he slapped me. 
"No ... you don't do that" he sneered.  I stood squirming before them and was
asked to take my gym wear off.  I did.  I stood before them in my sweat
drenched satin bra and soaking satin panties.  Then they made me assume
various positions for them.  I was asked to stand with my feet apart and my
arms high above my head.  I was made to bend over and display my "luscious
ass" to them.  I was made to squat like a bitch and spread my legs for them
to see the humiliating wet patch at my crotch.  I had to hold my breasts in
my hands and squeeze them gently.  With each humiliation that they threw on
me, I squirmed and got hotter and hotter, and more and more horny.  I was
flushed and my heart was beating very fast.

Wallace asked me to offer my wrists to him.  I slowly proffed my wrists in
his direction.  He yanked my arms behind my back and deliberately clamped
cuffs around them.  I felt a shiver through my body as the steel touched my
skin.  I then found that Ricky had come behind me and slowly put a collar
around my neck.  Wallace then attached a chain to the front of the collar and
taking the chain in his hand, he tugged at it and made me follow him as if I
was a bitch on a lead.  He tugged at the chain and I jerked forward into his
arms.  He caught me and said, "Look, the slut can't walk." and as he said
that he spun me around and held me with my back to him by my elbows.  Ricky
was standing in front of me and I saw a look of lust in his eyes. 

"Grope her Ricky," Wallace said.  I held my breath as Ricky roughly grabbed
my breasts and squeezed them.  I was squirming but helpless and he kept
playing with my breasts.  Squeezing.  Slapping.  Pushing.  Kneading. 
Pinching.  He was relentless and insensitive and my breasts felt like they
were on fire.  I was trembling and the sensations radiating from my breasts
made me moan.  I was in both pain and pleasure.  Suddenly he stopped and Rob
was before me.  "Rip her panties off," Wallace commanded, still holding my
squirming quivering body.  Rod gently touched the sides of my satin panties
and with one motion, ripped them off my body.  As my panties were ripped
away, I felt a burning sense of shame and humiliation.  I now was completely
dominated.

I saw Jason take the ripped panties and smell them.  He passed them on and
each one of the bastards smelled them.  Then Wallace asked Jason to rip my
bra off.  I struggled as he came up and again, in one strong motion, ripped
my it off my breasts.  My nipples were aching and erect as my breasts sprang
free.  They could see me totally naked now.  They had seen every inch of me. 
My full firm breasts and erect nipples.  My slim waistline.  My bushy mound
of hair between my legs.  I knew that this was only the beginning of today's
torment.

Wallace reached from behind me and roughly grabbed at my clit and squeezed. 
The sudden impact and the pent up tension made me groan and jerk my pussy in
the direction of his hand.  He stopped and said, "She is a slut.  Look at
her cravings."  I looked down in shame and felt him jerk my chain and drag me
to the corner of the room.  He undid my cuffs and walked to the center of the
room where the others were standing and said, "Slut, crawl to me and kneel
before me.  Then you will suck my cock."  I had tears in my eyes as I crawled
to him and knelt before him.  He pulled his cock out from his pants.  It was
huge and he proceeded to smack me across the face with his cock.  I shut my
eyes and beared the humiliation.  I felt it stiffen as he wacked it against
my face and then he stopped and yanked my hair and as I opened my mouth to
register the pain, he slammed his cock into my mouth.  I nearly choked and
gagged as he gave me no respite and started to fuck my mouth.  He pumped it
in and out of my mouth of about a minutes.  Then he stopped.  I was dragged
over to Rick.  His cock was fully erect.  I did not want to be gagged with it
so I took in between my soft moist lips and sucked on it.  He also fucked my
mouth for a minute.  I was suddenly dragged away and made to suck one cock
after another and over and over again.  I lost track of the minutes, but by
the time they'd finished, my mouth and throat was raw and racked with pain. 
They had all deep-throated me.  Before this, I had only deep-throated my boy
friends on special occasions, and then only for a short while.  My throat was
totally unaccustomed to this abuse.

I was then held up by Jason and Rob as Wallace took hold of my highly
sensitive nipples and tweaked them.  I was on the brink of an orgasm and as
he played with my nipples, I squirmed and moaned helplessly.  Shamelessly.

He then stopped and said, "Now you will be punished for being such a slut." 
They tied my wrists together in front of me and yanked my arms above my head
and secured it to a beam.  Then Wallace stood before me and drove his nose
into my armpits and smelt me.  Smelt my raw sexual smell.  He said, " you
will look directly into my eyes.  Do not turn away.  Boys, spank her!"  My
eyes grew wide and I met his glare.  He came right up to me and placed his
face right in front of mine and stared into my eyes.  With his hands he
grabbed my sensitive nipples and tweaked them.  I could not help but let out
a moan.  He continued to roll my nipples with his fingers while he stared into
my eyes.  I could not maintain control over my reactions.  My body squirmed
and I moaned with pleasure and shame.

Then, I felt a smarting smack on my bare ass, followed in quick succession by
another and another.  They were different hands.  The boys were spanking me
and taking turns to do so.  I jerked as the spanking stung my ass.  I started
to gyrate shamelessly trying to get away from the blows.  I parted my lips
and started groaning aloud, "Aa ... aa ... aah ... unaah ... aaAAAH ..." each
blow making me scream louder and huskier, as I struggled to keep my eyes open
and keep looking into Wallace's eyes.  The shame and the pain made a lethal
combination and I felt my ass become hot.  I was smarting and bucking my head
in the pain.  His constant tweaking of my nipples was taking me out of
control.  I found tears streaming down my face and he continued to look at my
humiliation, up close and personal.  I squeezed my ass to get away from the
blows and suddenly, shamelessly and without control burst into a humiliating
orgasm.  I gyrated my hips back and forth, squeezing my legs together as hard
as I could.  I screamed my agony and ecstacy out load for the whole universe
to hear, "AAaaaaaaHAAHHAAHHHHHHHUNH!"

The spanking stopped.  After my orgasm subsided and I was back in control of
my body, Wallace pulled my lips to his and probed my hot mouth with his
tongue.  I was limp against the bonds from the shattering orgasm.  I could
not believe I had let myself come.  I was so ashamed.

They untied me and I covered my naked body with my arms in shame.  My ass
felt like it was on fire and I was shivering.  "How merciless can these
people really be?" I asked myself.  They were all still clothed except for
their cocks sticking out.  I was naked.  The humiliation was more than I had
thought possible.  Then, Wallace threw four bits of paper on the floor in the
middle of the room and said to me, "Whore, each piece of paper has a number
on it.  These will determine in what order we will fuck you in.  It will be
your choice.  You will crawl over, pick up one paper in your mouth and
deliver it to the one you want to have in that position.  You will then ask
us to fuck you in this position.  Number 1 will be the first to fuck you,
and Number 4 will be the last."

I started to cry again, but got on my hands and knees and crawled over to the
bits of paper.  A different number was printed on each piece.  It was
entirely my choice in which order their cocks entered me.  I looked back at
them.  They all wore smirks on their faces.  I again looked at the paper and
picked up the 1 in my teeth.  I turned and crawled over to to Rob and dropped
it at his feet.  I didn't dare look up at him, but I could still feel his
amuzement as he looked upon me from above.  I asked "W ... will you please
fuck me first, Sir?"  He bent down, grabbed my chin and lifted my face up so
that I was now looking into his eyes.  "I will be glad to service you first,
Slut," he said.  The humiliation was intense.  "Who did he think he was? 
Speaking to me as if he was granting me a favour.  That SON OF A BITCH!," I
thought.  I crawled back to the remaining pieces of paper and delivered them
to the others in similar fashion.  The final order was Rob, Jason, Ricky and
then Wallace.

I was then dragged to the center of the room and made to lie on the table
with my legs and ass positioned at the edge of the table.  I lay down and
shut my eyes.  Then I found Wallace yanking my hair.  He commanded me to
continue to look into his eyes as I was fucked like a common slut.  I hated
him and defiantly met his glare.

Rob touched my pussy and tweaked my clit.  I shuddered and let out a moan. 
Wallace smiled and I helplessly struggled to keep my eyes on his.  Rob then
placed the tip of his enormous penis on my crack and inserted it deep inside
me.  Slowly.  Very deliberately. 

I had to shut my eyes, the sensations were uncontrollable.  I could not bear
to let Wallace see my lust filled eyes as I was being used like a whore.  He
yanked my hair again and I groaned as I half opened my eyes.  I was crying
and helplessly moaning as Rob fucked me, skilfully and with long firm
strokes.  As my breasts shamelessly moved to the rhythm of the fucking,
Wallace continued to see my horny humiliated face and I struggled to keep my
eyes open as tears continued to fall.  My moans escaped my lips, "Ah ... ah
... ah ... ahh ... aahhh ... AAAHHH ... AAAAAHHHH ... AAAAAAAAHHHHH ..." 
With each stroke, my lustful moans became loader and loader, and the higher
my hips rose from the table to meet his thrust.  I came with a violent jerk
and shamelessly threw my head back as Rob shot his hot sperm into my pussy. 
My pussy clamped around his penis and actively milked him until he was dry.

I gritted my teeth, the bastards had made me come again.  I tensed myself as
Jason shoved his slightly smaller penis into my throbbing pussy.  He was
rough and made no effort to find a rhythm.  I opened my eyes to see Wallace
still looking at my face.  The shame made me want to shut my eyes but he
yanked my hair and I looked at him again.  Jason came quickly.  His cock
forcefully exploded deep inside of me.  I felt, or maybe only sensed, his hot
cum as it burst out and mingled with my own juices.

Ricky smashed his huge penis into me with such force that I thought my slit
was going to tear.  He fucked me long and hard, slamming his cock into my
pussy and using his fingers to play with my clit.  He would build me up and
then, just as I would get to the verge of a shuddering climax, he would back
off.  I screamed and moaned and Wallace scoffed at me.  Finally Ricky came. 
Driving his penis as far as it would go into my pussy.  His hot sticky sperm
flowed into me.  He softly thrust his penis back and forth, coaxing every
single droplet of sperm out of his penis and into my helpless pussy.

By now the semen from the three fucks was beginning to flow out of my pussy,
and stream downwards, following my crack, over my ass hole and coagulate in a
pool on the table.  I was so ashamed of the state I was in.

It was Wallace's turn.  He entered me and I didn't fight him.  He fucked me
with such a huge penis that I thought I was going to tear in two.  I groaned
and moaned as he made me buck and weave like a leaf in a storm.  He slammed
into me and I gasped as I had another shattering orgasm.  He fucked me for
what seemed like an eternity, my body was tired and ached all over.  My
buttocks were still sore.  I noticed these things, but the pain eminating
from my pussy was driving me crazy.  It felt like it was raw.  Like the skin
had been shreded off and was now only meat.

I was wet with sweat.  He was rough and careless and yet there was nothing I
could do.  I came again.  I was sobbing violently with shame as he finally
came and discharged his load inside of me.  This triggered me to organism
again and again my pussy clamped around his penis to milk it.  My pussy
worked at it furiously, as if it wanted to suck the entire prick in.

He withdrew it from my pussy after it was satisfied and had settled down
again.  He left me on that table like a used object and went into the other
room with the boys.  I lay there.  Naked.  My legs spread wide apart.  Semen
flowing from my pussy.  Slowly, I got up and found a nearby toilet.  I
cleaned myself out and limped back to the room.  I was ashamed, humiliated
and naked.  I had no bra and panties.  I reached for the tights and body suit
and put them on and then waited for them to return.  Wallace came in and
said, "You have been very good, Trisha, my little slut.  But I still have not
decided if you may come to my tute."  He then smiled and turned away,
laughing cruelly.  I slowly walked up to him and whispered, "Please have
mercy Mr. Wallace, I've done all you wanted ... please ... please.  Mercy!?" 

Mr. Wallace smiled and looked at me with an evil look in his eyes.  The boys
were standing around looking at me.  Mr Wallace asked, "Mercy?" and they all
laughed.