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Daddy spoke, “Now boys, she is ready to be fucked. You can do what you want to her but I’ll tell you if you need to stop. You will need to listen to me. You can tear her clothes off, you can fuck her mouth, her tits, and her pussy. Experiment on her, see what you like. The only rule is you must cum in her pussy.”
The boy who had been first to expose his cock in front of the others while watching Chloe be tied up reached out, his hand covered in precum and touched Chloe’s pussy. His ignorant fingers pushed inside her and Chloe tightened, knowing only too well it wasn’t her Daddy. She tried to relax and be the sex doll her Daddy wanted her to be but it was hard with such a clumsy boy showing no regard for her pleasure. He was only focused on feeling a wet pussy for the very first time. As he fucked her with his fingers his cock smeared precum down the side of her red dress. A long sticky stain followed his cock as it ran down the smooth silk.
Her Daddy interrupted, “Looks like we have the first candidate. There are four of you, so two of you can use her at a time, the other two will hold her ankles tight and keep her open… You two,” Daddy pointed to the two boys that seemed the most reticent, “Come stand here, each take an ankle and hold it tight against the bed and with your other hand keep touching yourself so you are ready to fuck her as soon as the other boys have cum. And you two… well clearly you know what you want,” her Daddy spoke to the boy now working three fingers into Chloe, “and you then, get to work, do whatever your cock is telling you to do.”
Chloe felt two clammy hands on her ankles. They were tentatively holding her, so Chloe squirmed, her left ankle breaking free from the boy's feeble grasp. Then she felt the unmistakable large hand of her Daddy, grabbing her ankle, tugging her open and pinning it down hard to the bed.
“Hold her tight like this boy or she will escape.” She felt the boy’s hand again, this time more firmly and Chloe stopped wriggling, happy now the boys were properly restraining her. The boy with his fingers inside her didn’t need to be told what to do. He clambered on top of her, his knee awkwardly hitting her thigh as he tried to kneel between her legs. She could feel his hand on her pussy, opening her wide, making an easier target for his cock. Even with her pussy wide open and dripping, he struggled to push his cock inside her, constantly looking down to try and direct it into her. But once he was finally inside, he pushed into her, not caring to move slowly or stretch her. Chloe took a sharp breath in and tried to relax. He started fucking her, long full strokes, just like he had seen in porn. He was overconfident but didn’t have a clue how to use his cock. Fortunately, Chloe was turned on enough by the humiliation of being used like this that his ignorant fucking still sent shivers of pleasure through her.
The other boy was inspired into action by the bad porn film playing out in front of him. He pulled on Chloe’s flimsy bra and without any resistance, her breasts were exposed. Her dress now slightly torn at the base of the plunging V neck, bunched up on each side of her, offering no protection. Greedy hands squeezed her nipples, prodding her breasts like they were a cheap sex toy.
She felt a cock pressed against her lips. She opened her mouth, as she knew she had to and instantly the cock rammed into the back of her throat. She was surprised how big it was, filling her mouth before she had the chance to cover her teeth with her lips. The only indication it was a six-teen year old schoolboy was the soft, fuzzy hair around his balls that was tickling her lips. She turned her head to the side, trying to fit the full length of his shaft into her throat.
Her initial surprise was quickly overtaken by shock as just the act of him pushing his cock into her mouth had been too much. With his cock still buried in the back of her throat, she felt it tense and suddenly gush cum. He was in as much shock as Chloe and held his cock deep in her mouth, stunned, not knowing what to do. Chloe gagged at first for the sheer volume and unexpected feeling but then got to work dutifully swallowing as his cock pulsed and his cum slid down the back of her tongue.
She knew her Daddy had told the boys that they had to cum in her pussy. She felt sorry for this boy even though he had just used her mouth without regard or warning as to how she was supposed to deal with his load. She didn’t think anyone had noticed him cumming as she had done a good job swallowing. None of it had escaped her mouth. Taking pity on him, Chloe got to work with her tongue as his cock softened, depleted of cum. To her surprise felt him harden again almost instantly. The boy was still, having no idea what was happening to him, not even sure if he had really just cum in his class mate’s mouth.
All the while she was taking care of the embarrassed boy in her mouth, she was being fucked ruthlessly by the other boy. He had no trouble controlling his orgasm. The boy had relieved himself three times already that day, jerking off in the school toilets, thinking about this moment. He had wanted to wait but he didn’t have the control or temperament to keep his cock in check. Unexpectedly, his early jerking was now helping to delay his orgasm. He pounded her pussy, sucking hard on her nipple. He sucked her so hard that Chloe spat the cock out of her mouth. Her Daddy grabbed his hair, pulling his mouth off her breast. “More gentle boy, she has three more cocks to get through. Cum in her and let for your friends have a go.”
Rebuked and annoyed, he did as he was told. He put a hand on each of her breasts, leaning with his full weight on her chest and returned to fucking her pussy. Her mouth free of cock, she could focus on being fucked. Despite his relentless, mechanical rutting, she found herself starting to grind into his cock. Being tied up always made every sensation more intense and now having hands as restraints and her pussy full, she twitched and moaned as her mind painted in what her blindfolded eyes could not see.
He didn’t have the skill to get her close to orgasm, but imagining the four boys around her, using her, made her pussy gush and pour her wetness over the boy’s eager cock. His stokes quickened and shortened, working the head of his cock over the walls of her warm, textured vagina. She braced herself as he came in her. She didn’t feel his cum, his early three loads meant this one was much smaller but she knew from his pulsing cock that he was cumming in her. He slumped onto her, pulling his cock ungraciously from her pussy. Post-orgasm anger and shame overcame him,
“You dirty slut,” he said as he clambered off her bed. Her Daddy grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
“Boy, you don’t get to say that to her. She is my slut, not yours. You have no idea just how lucky you are. Now apologise to her.” He grumbled, but locked tight in Daddy’s grasp, he had no option but to reply.
“I’m sorry, Chloe,” he said like a petulant teen who wasn’t at all sorry. Her Daddy stared him down, not letting him move. Looking around helplessly, it finally dawned on him that none of this was for him and that indeed he had been incredibly lucky to be walking out no longer a virgin.
“I’m really sorry Chloe, I got carried away, I didn’t mean it. You didn’t deserve that.” The boy was almost crying, as the full immensity of it washed over him. Chloe let him sit in his guilt.
“You’re finished here boy, get dressed and leave,” her Daddy directed the boy. The slight pause gave Chloe a chance to recover and breathe through the intensity of what had just happened.
All the remaining boys knew they were complicit in this insane fantasy. The two still holding her ankles could see a little cum starting to drip from her pussy. The boy who had forced his cock into her mouth could see the red mark around her nipple. Both evidence of just how uncaring the last boy had been. Chloe’s chest was still heaving as she tried to calm herself.
The silence was finally broken by Daddy, who turned to the boy who had cum in Chloe’s mouth. “Your turn, get on top of her and push your cock into her. Just follow the trail of your friend’s cum to her pussy.”
His cock was shining from Chloe’s mouth. She had done such a good job cleaning his cum off it, there was no indication of the confused load he had spurted down her throat. He was lighter than the last boy and the bed hardly moved as he lay on top of her. She felt his smooth torso pressed on her chest, as the practicalities of being on top of a woman became too difficult for him.
He awkwardly moved his hands, first to her breasts, then arms, trying to work out the best way to grip her. He finally settled his hands on the pillow either side of her head but pinned her hair so as Chloe moved it pulled her hair. Chloe tried to lie perfectly still, letting him slowly figure out what to do with her. By the time he was ready, he realised he didn’t know how to put his cock inside her. He was hard but naive, so he resorted to aimlessly thrusting his cock between her legs, hoping to find her hole.
The head of his cock ploughed through the pool of cum that had dripped from Chloe’s pussy onto her sheets. His cock now coated in cum slipped and slid over her sheets, her thigh, and pussy. Occasionally, it prodded flesh and held fast, only to bend and the slip-up and onto her leg or down between her cheeks, finally hitting her crystal plugged asshole. He kept trusting eventually using his hand to guide but flopped on top of her he couldn’t see and so had no better luck.
Chloe bit her lip trying to ignore the boy’s ineptitude. Finally, her Daddy had enough and with one quick surgical movement, he grabbed the boy’s flailing cock and slipped it inside her. Her vagina gaping from the previous boy and coated in cum, greedily took him in, absorbing his cock. Safely inside her, he set out a constant rhythm, pushing in and out with metronomic precision. Having already cum, his cock was less sensitive, so he got to work fucking her in a monotonous style that was all he could manage. Her head bobbled on the pillow with each stroke. The palm of his hand was still trapping her hair and it tugged at it each time the base of his cock bottomed out in pussy.
He wasn’t as large has her Daddy but his senseless fucking of her pussy was pressing down on her butt plug. Each push brought with it the unique sensations reserved for play deep in her ass. His cock and rhythm did little to stimulate her clit but she focused on the feeling building in her ass and tilted her hips up so that his strokes caused the end of the butt plug to rock back and forth deep in her tight hole. She started to feel her ass clench and spasm, knowing only too well what it indicated. She moaned, turning herself on with the sounds of her voice.
She pulled against her restraints and the feeling of fingers gripping tightly onto her ankles pushed her into ecstasy, bucking against his cock as an orgasm rumbled deep in her ass. Her spasming asshole gapped and pushed against the neck of the plug, drawing it in and out of her ass, sustaining her orgasm. Her Daddy was the one who taught her the pleasure of an anal orgasm and she had learned to love how deep and different it was.
She thrashed her head, finally breaking free of the boys’ grip on her hair as wayward strands pulled out from her head. Crying with pleasure she let herself be transported by orgasm, owning her body and her sensations despite just how helpless she had been made by the group of boys. By the time her thoughts returned to her and she regained a sense of what was happening, the boy had stopped.
She didn’t notice if he had cum but she felt the familiar shrinking in her pussy. Chloe’s tight pussy slowly pushed his slippery shriveled cock out of her. With it a gush of cum trickled down between her legs, parting to flow around the butt plug. Her still spasming asshole dragged some of the thick mixtures of the two boys into her ass. The rest of their cum slopped down onto the bed and the remains of her tattered dress, now saturated with her wetness and cum.
As soon as his cock had left her body, he was climbing off her. Her Daddy spoke, “Right, get dressed and leave. You’ve used her well enough. I’m sure she won’t forget what it’s like to be nothing but a sex doll after being treated to that.” The boy was still somewhat confused, looking down between Chloe’s legs and seeing her hole still gaping from where his cock had been, thick fluid trickling down between her bright pink opening. Around her labia, the cum from the first boy had been whipped into a foam from his pounding. He’d never seen anything like it—drenched in the dirty knowledge that he had done this to a girl in his year at school. As he left her room, he knew he’d never tell her, or anyone, it was too much to comprehend.
Before her Daddy could speak to order the next round of her use one of the remaining boys stammered an apology. “I’m… I’m sorry,” he said. Her Daddy looked at him, unsure why he was apologising. At first he thought it was because he wasn’t hard and ready for Chloe. But quickly he realised the truth. One of the boy’s hands was still clasped onto her ankle but his other hand was covered in cum. As her Daddy looked, the more of it he could see. Long, thick globs had stuck onto the thick strings of her fishnets, clinging to them and following the easiest path down her calf and ankle. Forensically following its tendrils he noticed it reached as far as her thigh, as well as coating her shoe. The white reflective cum matching the shininess of her red stripper heels.
“I… I … couldn’t help it,” the boy looked around embarrassed like he had wet himself.
He stepped away from Chloe, letting go and Daddy saw just how big his load had been. Most of it was on the floor or slipping down the side of the bed.
Her Daddy calmed him, “It’s okay boy, she is indeed a slut who is hard to resist, do you still want to try to fuck her? Or are you finished?”
“I… I think I need to go.” The boy looked relieved to have been given the option to leave.
“Very well, but before you go scoop this cum up…” Daddy pointed to a large intact glob on her shoe, “and feed it to Chloe. I don’t want her to miss out.”
It was a small price to pay to be able to leave. His hand was already covered in his cum and with two wet fingers, he flicked his cum off her shoe and into the palm of his hand. “Open wide Chloe,” Daddy commanded. The boy's hand hovered over her open mouth. Shaking slightly his hand tipped until his cum suddenly slipped off, dragging the whole load with it. It hit her top lip, splitting in two. Half ran over his teeth and dripped onto her tongue. Chloe gulped with her mouth still open and his cum disappeared down her throat. The other half quickly filled her nostrils and she blew air through her nose to clear it. His cum bubbled and then ran down each cheek, tickling her as it slowly traced a path.
A little ran into her ear, then dripped finally onto her hair, absorbed and holding the strands of her freshly washed hair together like glue. She knew only too well from her Daddy how hard it was to get cum out of her hair but being fed this stranger's cum pushed those thoughts from her. She could taste how different his cum was to the other boy and that difference ignited her desire again. Just knowing she was tasted two different loads in one afternoon and knowing the other heady mix was coating her pussy. She gushed again, diluting the cum already in her and making it slip more easily from between her legs.
The boy watched as his cum stained the face of the girl he saw every day at school. He had never really thought about her before today and now, as he pushed his cock back into his underwear and pulled his pants up, he couldn’t reconcile the cum stained girl, lying tied up, dress torn, cum dripping from her pussy and mouth with the quiet, unremarkable girl who sat in his English class. He left her room without a word, walking to the front door and picking up his school bag, thrown down next to Chloe’s shoes. He quietly closed the front door behind him, hoping that maybe, if he was quiet enough it would be like he was never there. He knew the other three boys, although none of them were his friends but this had formed a dirty secret between them. From that day on, every time he saw one of them, he made sure to stay out of their way, not wanting to admit what happened that afternoon.
Now only one boy was left. Compared to what had just happened, it suddenly seemed very calm. Daddy and Chloe outnumbered the boy and she felt a sense of control coming back to her. Daddy sat down in the armchair next to her bed. He would often sit there to read to her or just to relax and watch as she masturbated for him.
“Now Chloe, I deliberately saved this boy for last. He has had a secret crush on you for years. He told me that he jerks off thinking about you every day. He has even cum in class looking at you. So as you can imagine this is his dream come true.” Chloe racked her brain to think who it could be. She never paid much attention to the boys at school as Daddy kept her busy enough. Besides she never really thought any of the boys looked at her that way.
“He has you all to himself. I’m going to sit here and watch, see what all those years of fantasising about you ends up looking like.”
Not sure what to expect, Chloe tensed, waiting for any part of her to violated by the next boy. To her surprise, the first thing she felt was his fingers gently running through her hair. They got stuck in the tangle of cum and hair but he didn’t pull, he lovingly untangled it, smoothing it out and placing it down over her shoulders. Her hair was long enough to reach her nipples and as his hands followed her hair down he gently pushed her breasts back into her bra.
His consideration relaxed Chloe as her breasts had been uncomfortably forced out of it, causing a red line where the underwire had been jammed under her nipples. His hands moved down the V-neck of her dress, pulling it back up over her bra. It had been ripped at the base of the V so that the few inches red silk that had initially covered her hips was lying open. As he placed it back together, the smooth silk just slipped back off her waxed pussy. It held over her breasts, looking more like a strange, slutty jacket now.
His hands were lightly touching her, moving over her body. If it wasn’t for his smaller hands, she could have mistaken the touch for Daddy. The tenderness combined with knowing she was this boy’s ultimate fantasy turned her on.
Daddy gave a little commentary, “Boy, just so you know, she is enjoying what you are doing. See how she’s moving her hips? She is grinding a little for you, trying to get you to touch her pussy.” The boy’s hands were on her cheeks, wiping the cum off between her nose and top lip. He kissed her and a spark crossed between their lips.
Years of built-up desire were suddenly let out through the touch of their lips. She had never felt anything like it—desire transformed into pure energy. It pulsed through her lips as he kissed and she expertly kissed him back, raising her head off the pillow to kiss him as deeply as she could, trying to show him that she was indeed worth the wait. His lips moved down her body, between her breasts, barely stopping as he moved further down towards her hips.
She raised them in expectation. Her legs now free, she bent them so she could lift her hips off the bed, waiting for his touch. His lips tracked over her snapped open panties, and without hesitation formed around her clit. The electricity that had been pulsing through her mouth returned, this time against her pussy. The shock caused Chloe to unconsciously spasm, the walls of her vagina pushed together, and with it a torrent of cum sprayed into the boy's open mouth. He didn’t stop for a second, continuing to lick and suck on her clit like a man dying of thirst. Cum coated his lips and flowed down his chin but he was too in awe being between Chloe’s legs to care. If anything, the cum just made him more turned on, knowing that she was just as dirty as he had always dreamed her to be.
He was not as skilled as her Daddy, but the sheer energy pulsing between her legs quickly drove her to the edge of orgasm. Being used all afternoon, being treated like a cum rag, had unexpectedly turned her on. But the previous boys had only frustrated her, their efforts only concerned with their pleasure. This boy was different, and as she pushed up into his face she let him know. “I’m so close, make me cum, please make me cum,” Chloe gasped between flicks of his tongue.
When her Daddy had told him that he would get a chance to use Chloe, he had spent weeks researching cunnilingus, watching instructional videos, and even practicing. He had stolen a pair of his sisters’ panties and made a makeshift vagina out of a pillow and an orange with a slice cut out of it. His mother had praised him for eating so many oranges as every day he spent time practicing for this moment. He was mechanical in his approach, going through the different techniques in his head, swapping from one to the other, not knowing what was working until he heard Chloe’s words. He kept at the same rhythm, drawing figure eights over her clit.
Chloe could get just enough out of his sincere and willing effort to push her over into fits of orgasmic bliss. She bucked wildly, pulling as hard as she could against her restrained wrists as she cried out like a wounded animal. The release after such humiliating use totally consuming her. The boy jumped back, thinking he’d done something wrong and somehow he’d hurt her. Quickly, her Daddy grabbed the back of his head and held it tight against her orgasming pussy. He kept his mouth open, the pressure against her pussy enough to extend Chloe’s orgasm.
Clamped to her pussy like a rodeo rider to a bull, he rode her orgasm as her pussy spit the last of the boys’ cum into his mouth. Eventually, her motions calmed to only twitches as she lay, destroyed by the force of her orgasm. As always with Chloe, such a volcanic orgasm was quickly replenished with desire. Her hands still tied she couldn’t relieve herself. As her pussy roared back to life, she embraced the animal she had become.
Without any awareness, she started to whisper, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” not getting what she wanted she started demanding louder and louder, “Fuck me, fuck me, please God fuck me now.”
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