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It was just another trip to the mall, another mini shopping splurge. She'd spent a little longer walking around the mall than she'd thought, and was running late for a night out with the girls. Hurrying off the escalator while searching through her oversized bag for her car keys, Bree barely noticed the 2 men who fell in step on either side of her. She was jerked back to awareness when both her arms were grabbed and a menacing voice told her to keep quiet or bad things would happen.

Shocked into submission, she let them escort her out the nearest door and down the sidewalk. It was only when Bree saw the waiting van at the curb that she started struggling. But she was no match for the strong men. Before she could even figure out what had happened, she was lifted into the van. The strong grips on her biceps and the scary sharp poke in her ribcage told her that she'd better not try anything again.

"Damn, that's a nice one you got there, Brent," said the man in the passenger seat as he appraised Bree's body.

And Bree did have a spectacular body. Gym-toned, beach-tanned, and silicone-enhanced, she always turned heads. And her short, fashionably destroyed jean skirt showed off her long, lean legs, while a tight, low-cut white tank top set her fake 34-D tits off to perfection.

Not that her clothes mattered now. Only seconds after the van took off and away from whatever safety or protection she might have found had she been brave enough to scream, Bree felt hands pawing at her chest, pulling her tits out the top of her tank.

With a word, Brent stopped them all. "Hey stop! Don't forget that the boss wanted to see this one untouched first without your fucking jizz all over her. You'll get your chances soon enough."

An uneasy silence pervaded for the next hour -- though Bree could only guess how long it'd been since they had blindfolded her and tied her hands and legs together. She sat on the floor of the van listening to their vile and detailed descriptions about what they were going to do to her holes. Her blindfold was soaked with terrified tears.

After what seemed like an interminable amount of time, Bree felt the van slow to a stop, then pull into a long gravel driveway. A pair of hands untied her feet and jerked her out of the van, telling her she was in for a new life, that she would love it, that all women are sluts at heart and love it.

A few moments later, Bree found herself shoved onto her knees on a plush carpet inside the building. Her blindfold was ripped off and directly in front of her was one of the best-looking men she'd ever seen. He was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. This must be "the boss".

"Welcome, my dear, to my home! Get used to it, because this is going to be your home, too. Well, at least until you're no longer of good service to us." His Spanish accent was undeniably sexy and masculine and he laughed at something he found funny. He went on, "My name is Aurelio Aguilar. You can call me Leo. You are here to go into service for me. And you get two choices of what kind of service: the fun kind. Or the not-so-fun kind. Either way, it's your choice. And either way, you're not leaving here. If you want to fight, don't worry ... we have guests who just love fighters."

Through her terror, Bree eyed him. Leo was impeccable. His clothes were obviously expensively cut and a cigar in his left hand wafted fragrant smoke as he used his hands to talk. Leo gestured in her direction and, as if it were a routine (and Bree was realizing it probably was routine), two men came forward ... one held her and the other roughly began stripping her clothes off. At that, Bree's body automatically reacted to this offense and she began kicking and writhing and screaming. This earned her a hard knee in her stomach, knocking her breath out. Having effectively been made submissive again, Bree allowed the men to finish stripping her. They held her arms back so she couldn't cover her large breasts or her waxed pussy.

Leo laughed and, cutting the "interview" off, turned to the men. "Good work, this one is tasty. I'd love to take her house virginity myself, but I promised my guests an auction tomorrow night. Get her out of here."

After being manhandled through endless hallways and courtyards, Bree was thrown alone into a bedroom, with the door locked behind her. She stood in the middle of the room a moment and took stock of the room.

It was an average size room, but lavishly furnished, almost straight out of a luxury hotel. A king-sized bed dominated the room. There was a second door across the room -- she tried it, but it was locked. With nothing to cover herself, still terrified, alone, and tired, Bree climbed up into the big bed, crawled under the covers, and was asleep before she even realized.

The next morning, the second door to the room slammed open and a robust older woman strutted through the door, waking Bree. The woman gently sat on the edge of the bed, said hello and that her name was Margie. She tenderly brushed Bree's tangled dark hair back from her beautiful face. Bree thought she'd found a friend and entered into conversation with her.

Less than 5 minutes later, the woman had made clear 3 things: That her job was to make Bree sexy and beautiful; that Bree was here to serve either as a fucktoy to any man (the "fun kind" of service Leo had mentioned, Bree assumed) or as a maid (the "not-so-fun kind"); and that the only two ways Bree could leave were as old and used-up or dead.

"So you'd better get used to it, k**do," Margie brightly said. She got Bree up out of bed and spent the rest of the day beautifying her with hair, make-up, and trying on a variety of different lingerie until Margie found one she liked.

"Ahhh, that's perfect. It'll have all the guests purring after you and raising their bids sky-high!" Bree was to become an item up for auction in the "private club" -- which was just a euphemism for "high-class brothel".

Sometime later, Bree was standing behind a curtain, threats fresh in her ear about the expectations for her behavior. She stopped to look at her reflection in a full length mirror ... she had to admit that Margie was phenomenal at her job. Her hair was full and wavy and her make-up and false eye lashes made her look like a porn star. Her cream colored corset pushed her tits up, making them look enormous compared to her tightly cinched waist. Her pussy was left bare and naked in between a pair of garters strapped to sheer ivory thigh highs. 5 inch heels completed the look. Bree thought she looked like a slutty virgin -- which is what she supposed Leo wanted, since she was a "virgin" in the house.

Stepping out onto the runway to catcalls and shouts, Bree thought, "I guess this begins my life as a whore." And to tell the truth, she was beginning to get turned on by the thought. The fear was gone. She'd always loved sex and had secretly fantasized about being a prostitute or getting gangbanged. Plus, it looked like becoming nothing more than a fucktoy was an easy way to a life of luxury.

So she strutted up and down the runway, hardly hearing the auctioneer calling out prices or the house guests (which is what Leo stylishly called the private club's members) feverishly bidding on her like an inanimate object. At the end of it, she was sold for the night for $16,500. Bree was astonished. "I guess there really is money here," she thought.

Her new owner didn't bother introducing himself; he greeted Bree by parting her pussy lips and thrusting his fingers in. He pumped his hand in and out a few times, pronounced her serviceable and had her sit on his lap for the rest of the auction while he felt her up.

Though her purchase price had been expensive, Bree had never felt so cheap. All her hot fantasies about becoming a prostitute were banished from her mind. She didn't even know this guy's name and here he was fondling her clit while he watched other girls (who were obviously not "house virgins") strip on the runway. All her desire was gone and her feeling of fear was back, with the feeling of abasement added to the mix.

After the auction, the man -- who finally revealed his name was Alex -- grabbed her hand, pushed her up to the edge of the stage so she was bending over it, and slapped her ass a few times. He invited a few of the men who hadn't bought anyone at the auction to give her a feel. Multiple fingers belonging to different men were sliding into her pussy and a few slipped into her asshole. Her tits were pulled out of the top of her corset and brusquely squeezed. All at once, Alex told them to leave off and he grabbed her by her hair on the back of her head, forcing an arch in her back that pushed her ass up. She couldn't move. Bree felt the hard tip of his cock sliding around her tight pussy lips, seeking entrance. All at once, Alex thrust into her, causing her to cry out. He started hammering away at her pussy with his rock hard dick, thrusting in and out while he yanked on her hair and grabbed her left tit from behind. Bree screamed with each thrust deep inside her pussy. She thought, "He's using me like a cheap whore!" Suddenly Alex tensed up and came deep inside her wet cunt. "You fucking slut! You whore! Take my load, Slut!"

He caught his breath and turned Bree around to face him and said, "Don't think that was worth my sixteen thousand. For the rest of the night, you're my slut. You're to do anything I say, fuck anyone I say, and leave all that cum in that cunt of yours or where ever it lands. You're to be my cum slut. I bought you tonight because after anyone else has you, you'll be too dirty for me and I wanted a piece of you first."

At that, he told her to crawl over to a semi-circle of men who had just watched her get railed. Bree obeyed, getting onto her hands and knees, feeling Alex's cum dripping out of her pussy down her thighs, staining her silky thigh highs.

On her knees, she approached the first man. "Suck my dick, Slut!" He whipped his already hard cock out of his pants, slapped her in the face with it, and shoved it into her mouth. She stroked his cock with her tongue and lips, gagging and slobbering all over it.

"Damn, look at that fucking fucktoy slob on his cock! My turn, Fucktoy!" Another man grabbed her hair and pulled her off that cock and pushed her mouth onto his cock. At that instant, the dick she had been sucking spurted hot white cum all over the side of her face. She felt it drip down her cheek and off her chin onto her thigh while she sucked off the other cock.

Bree was actually starting to get into it. Feeling hard cock between her lips always turned her on. She was starting to enjoy feeling like the cock hungry fucktoy she was supposed to be. More cum jetted into her mouth and she hungrily swallowed most of it, though some cum spilled over her lips and mixed with the cum already on her chin.

One by one, she sucked 3 more cocks. All of them blew their loads of cum down her throat. All this cum was tasting like dessert to the new fucktoy. Suddenly, her owner jerked her up by her hair and led her out of the auction room into another room for more adventures. With cum still dripping off her face, Bree wondered what was next.

Her owner led her into the living room. There were about a dozen men sitting around, obviously waiting for her. Alex pushed her into the room and stripped off her corset, leaving her in just her thigh highs and heels, her big fake tits bouncing. He bent her over the couch and slammed his cock into her wet cunt and another man shoved his cock in her mouth. She got used from both ends, skewered on two cocks pumping away in her holes, fucking her hard. It was Bree's first threesome. More cum sprayed all over her face while Alex slid out of her pussy and bit by bit pushed his way into her ass, using cum as lubrication. Once his cock was deep inside her asshole, he started slowly grinding in and out, making Bree squirm and scream -- she really was an ass virgin.

"Shut up Slut! You're going to take my dick up your ass and more than that." He started pounding away on her puckerhole, not caring if it hurt her. He put her on her knees and another man slid under her, finding her empty cunt with his hard dick. Every time Alex pounded into her ass, he forced her body down onto the cock in her pussy. She felt so full with a cock in her ass and pussy -- she'd never been double-penetrated before. Alex came inside her ass, pulled out, and told her to lick her ass off his cock and clean it up. She sucked her own ass juice and cum off his cock. Her now-gaping asshole was immediately filled with another cock. She couldn't believe the way all these strangers were taking turns fucking her holes. It was her first gangbang -- a night of firsts. More cum spurted into her ass and pussy. She was told to stand up just so they could see all the white jizz drip out of her holes.

For the next two hours, Bree was used and gangbanged until every inch of her body was covered in sticky cum. The couch under her was soaked with cum, sweat, and spit and she lay in the pool of the nasty mixture. At least 12 men had filled each of her holes, fucking her mouth, her cunt, her ass, often all at once. Whenever a cock would slam into her cunt, leftover cum would spurt out on the sides. They slapped her face, slapped her ass, and told her over and over how nasty she was for fucking all this cock at once, that she was a dirty fucktoy, a nasty fuck slut.

Toward the end of the gangbang, Alex grabbed her hair, now sticky and hard with dried and fresh cum, and asked her what she was.

"I'm a slut, a cheap whore, nothing more than a slutty fucktoy," she moaned.

"Damn right you are, Whore. Now get the fuck off me you god damned fucking cum drinking slut!" He harshly pushed her back into the pool of cum on the couch, spit on her face, and left her alone in the room.

Bree curled her aching body up into a ball on the disgusting cum-soaked couch and just stared at the wall on the verge of tears. At that moment, Leo, "the boss", walked in the room.

"Ah, my newest girl. There, there, didn't you enjoy getting abused by all that cock? Didn't all that attention from all those men feel good? I thought for sure you'd like it." Leo pretended sympathy while eyeing her naked cum covered body clothed in only the ripped and stained thigh high stockings.

"I'm n-not sure," Bree stammered. "I've never been gangbanged before. Or even had a threesome before tonight! And I ... I'm ashamed."

Leo smiled. "Well, you should be ashamed. Getting fucked and gangbanged is the only thing you're good for, my little slut. You are 3 holes to men, nothing more. Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Actually, yes. I loved feeling used and all my holes getting filled with cock and cum. I think I might actually like becoming a slut."

"Ah, but you already are a slut. I know all your life you've been waiting to be used for your real purpose. I'm glad I can help you. Now, suck my cock slut. This is just how I like my whores ... nasty left-overs covered in dozens of men's cum."

And Leo fucked Bree's face, slamming her head down onto his cock until she gagged and moaned while looking him in the eye the entire time, her beautiful face sticky with dried cum and her make-up running. Then he laid her back on the couch, shoved her legs up over her head, and fucked her used, gaping pussy and ass, playing between the two holes, until he sprayed his cum all over her body, mixing his cum with the rest.

"Don't shower tonight Bree. I want you to wake up in the morning and immediately remember what a dirty whore you are."

Bree found her bedroom on her own and had she wanted to disobey and shower, she didn't even know where a shower was. Plus she was terrified of disobeying. So she followed Leo's orders and slipped between her previously clean sheets. As she fell asleep, she heard someone lock her bedroom door from the outside. And even in her dreams she couldn't escape getting fucked.

In the morning, she at first woke up thinking it was all just a bad dream. But then she felt the cum dried hard in her hair and all over her body and the cum that was still wet and dripping out of her sore cunt and ass. And Bree remembered how she was now a prostitute, fucking anyone who wanted her. And she smiled and started played with her clit with her fingers. At that moment, she remembered how she never even got dinner last night. But she didn't go to bed hungry thanks to all that cum she swallowed. She was just realizing how much being a whore turned her on.

Rolling onto her side, she saw a huge dildo on the nightstand. She couldn't resist. She slid the giant dildo into her pussy and was a little embarrassed to find that her pussy didn't give much resistance to the fat rubbery toy. She was loose and used. She fucked her cunt with the dildo, making herself cum several times.

Right at 9am, a plasma tv in the room switched on and she discovered she'd been videotaped during her gangbang the night before. She watched as each of the dozen men fucked one of her holes, then came back for more and to try another hole or two. Some text running on the screen told her that this video was now on the internet, and millions of men would now be wanking off to her behaving like a slut. Basically it was blackmail ... if she still had thoughts of escaping, she would never be able to face her family again. At this moment she fully accepted her new position as a private club's sex slave and was looking forward to more.

Bree couldn't believe that she really was a whore now. Men paid to fuck her senseless and abuse her holes and body. She had only been one of Leo's girls for two weeks now and she'd already lost count of the number of men who had fucked her. And to her horror and ever-lasting shame, she discovered loved every bit of it. To be treated like a slut and used for nothing more than her 3 fuck-holes and fantastic fake tits ... it made her wet just to think of it. And though she never saw any of the money from her sexcapades and numerous temporary owners, Leo ensured his stable of fuck toys lived in the lap of luxury, wearing the best lingerie, dining on the finest food, and of course almost every night was finished with a slew of cum-filled desserts.

Every other night, she had a new owner who always found new ways to humiliate and use Bree. And tonight was no exception. Her master for this evening was a distinguished man in his early 50s, old enough to be Bree's father, named Frank. And he'd paid the exorbitant fee of $75,000 to have the pleasure of taking Bree out of the house and off property for 24 hours. Leo had no fear that Frank wouldn't return Bree on time; all of Leo's exclusive club members were first thoroughly vetted for the appropriate financial means and background.

And tonight Frank was fulfilling one of his deepest fantasies: to be master pimp to a slave whore he could prostitute and loan out for gangbangs.

Frank ordered Bree to dress like a slut for their excursion. "I want you in some slutty fuck me heels, a short skirt, and a tight blouse. And don't even think about wearing panties or a bra, you fucking bitch. I want to be able to see your tits through your top." Bree felt a familiar moisture between her lips, excited at the thought of wondering what the next 24 hours would bring. She curtsied to her master and obediently went up to her room to change. She couldn't wait to see what he had in store for her outside the house.

An hour later, Frank was parading Bree down the sidewalk in a trashy part of town. Cars honked as they drove by and men leered and catcalled at the tramp on Frank's arm. At one corner, Frank made Bree lift her skirt and show an old homeless man her smooth waxed cunt. "I'll bet you'd like to fuck that, wouldn't you, you old man? But you can't! This is my whore and you will have to pay me if you want to touch this slut." Frank laughed in the homeless guy's face.

Bree was humiliated. Never in a million years before her new life would she have even looked at a homeless person on the street. Now here she was showing this dirty old man her pussy! "I feel so fucking dirty. This is gross. But I guess this is what I am now, a dirty fucking cunt whore," Bree thought to herself. She didn't dare protest to her master. She knew he'd beat her with the belt off his pants if she showed even the slightest hesitancy to his wishes.

And his next wish was for Bree's mouth on his cock. Frank pulled Bree into an alley between buildings, forced her to her knees on the hard dirty pavement, and fed his cock between her eager lipstick red lips. Bree gladly tried swallowing his rock hard dick. She loved how hard it felt in her warm mouth and how it felt every time the swollen member slammed the back of her throat, gagging her. And she couldn't help but feel so exposed, just waiting for someone to walk past the alley and catch her, a skank on her knees in an alley sucking the dick of a man more than twice her 24 years of age for a living.

A few more thrusts of his hips towards Bree's hot little mouth, and her master spewed his hot load down her throat. Bree tasted the slippery salty cum on her tongue and swallowed it all down. "You may thank me now for fucking your face you god damned whore," her master threatened lowly. Bree huskily replied, "Thank you master for letting me suck your cock. I'm just your whore and that's all I think about doing." Frank patted her cheek hard. "That's a good slut. Damn, I needed to cum first before I take you to what's in store for you next. Now tell me what you are."

"I'm your cum rag, to use as you want. I'm a dirty fucking whore, worthless without a cock filling one or all of my nasty slutty holes."

Frank grabbed the hair at the top of Bree's head and pulled her up by it til she was standing upright, teetering in her black stilettos. He surveyed her face: her mascara had run a bit below her eyes and her red lipstick was all smeared from his cock. She looked like a slut who had just sucked dick. She looked perfect.

Frank steered Bree by her elbow into the doorway of a hole in the wall bar across the street. She let her eyes adjust and saw the bar was full of men, some drunk, some not so drunk, and all blue collar, all dirty and looking a little smelly. The bar itself was grimy, with neon signs in the windows and on the walls and virtually no other light. Frank sat Bree at a dark red vinyl booth and walked across the old cracked linoleum to the bar and said a few words to the overweight bartender, then he came back and sat next to Bree. Frank forced Bree's slim thighs apart and absently stroked her pussy. His fingers felt their way around her folds until he found her wet hole. And then he just sat there with a drink in his other hand, surveying the bar, waiting. Less than 2 minutes went by when a burly man with a dark neatly trimmed beard approached their booth.

"Hey, that's a pretty hot thing you have sitting next to you," the man said. "Do you share?" Frank's face lit up. "You bet I do. You'd do me a favor if you take this slut off my hands for a few. But before you go, you wouldn't leave me all alone without another drink, would you? I could really use some cash for more drinks. $100 ought to last me the next 15 minutes." And just like that, Bree had been sold for $100 to the burly man for 15 minutes.

The man didn't waste any time. He roughly grabbed Bree's wrist and dragged her out of the sticky booth and toward the men's bathroom. The bathroom was small, dank, and definitely not clean. Without saying a word, the burly man popped Bree's tits out of her top and started brusquely squeezing the big mounds, rolling her nipples hard between his thick fingers. Bree moaned. "You love your titties bein' squeezed, don't you skank? You'd love it if Big Mike here slapped them around, wouldn't you?" Bree threw her head back, pushed her huge tits toward him, and whimpered her assent. In her two weeks in Leo's house, she'd learned to love getting manhandled and treated harshly. Big Mike began slapping her tits back and forth, first her right breast, then her left, feeling his cock get hard as he watched the big mounds bounce back and forth and the skin start to turn red from his abuse. Bree groaned and arched her back begging for more. "Yeah, slap my tits! Oooh ow that feels so good!"

Big Mike realized the limited time and with one last squeeze of her fake rack, he pushed his new fuck toy up onto the wet bathroom counter and spread her toned thighs. "Damn you are one hot slut. I'll bet you can't wait for Big Mike's dick, can you? Beg me for my cock whore!"

"Oh please fuck my wet cunt!" Bree begged. "I need to feel your huge dick filling my snatch! Please I need it now!" His rough handling of her tits had Bree so turned on that she wasn't lying. She thought she'd explode soon if she didn't get something filling her cunt immediately. "You filthy cunt. You need Big Mike's hard dick in your twat, don't you?" The distinct sound of jeans being unzipped made Bree sob with anticipation. She couldn't wait to get this big guy's cock in her, she didn't care that he was a complete stranger.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you, you fucking nasty ass whore, you dirty prostitute. But it's not going in your loose disgusting snatch. Shit I bet you've had hundreds of dicks up that hole you god damned skank." Bree was shocked when Big Mike slapped her across her cheek. "You fucking whore, you thought I'd actually stick my dick in that flapping whore's cunt of yours? Helllllll no. I'm taking that sweet sweet asshole." Though she was at first stung by the harsh words, Bree knew better than to protest; besides, she could feel her whore's cunt getting wet from the way this customer was talking to her. She loved thinking of herself as a common bar hooker, fucking a customer for a buck, nothing more than a dirty whore begging to get railed by anyone and anything with something long and hard to put in her holes.

Big Mike tilted Bree's hips up on the counter, spreading her legs wide with both of her heels up on the counter, and then he abruptly shoved two fingers up her ass. Since Bree's ass was dry and unready she screamed. Big Mike slapped her across the face hard.

"Shut the fuck up bitch or I'll really give you something to scream about!" With that, Mike spit in his hand and rubbed it on his enormous cock, getting it good and wet. He pressed the bulging head of his cock against her tight pucker hole and pushed. Inch by inch his wide cock slid up Bree's asshole until it was buried to the hilt. Then he slowly pulled his pulsing cock out inch by inch, letting the rounded head pop out so that he could enjoy the feeling of it popping back in past that outer ass ring. Then with one swift motion, Mike slammed his engorged dick deep up Bree's ass and held it there for a moment, groaning with his eyes closed, feeling supreme mastery for a moment over his 15 minute whore. Then he started fucking his whore's tight asshole. In and out, in and out, his balls made a slapping sound against the bottom of Bree's ass as his cock used her hard.

"Take my dick deep bitch!" Mike nearly screamed. "That's right, I know you love getting ass fucked slut! Beg me to fuck you harder slut!" Bree grunted and nearly screamed each time his dick slammed deep in her asshole. "Yes! F-f-fuck me harder please master! Please I need it," Bree paused to scream as he banged deep into her again. "Harder with that huge cock! Fuck my ass! Oh god yes fuck my asshole! Fuck my ass!" Bree was screaming so loud she was sure the whole bar outside the door could hear, but she didn't care, the dick in her ass felt painfully good.

Mike reared his head back and let his mouth hang open as he felt his orgasm building until it exploded deep in her ass, filling her bowels with his huge load. When he finished depositing the last drop inside her, he slowly pulled out, watching a trail of cum fall out of her ass and thought how fucking hot that looked. He wiped the juices off his dick with a paper towel, threw the used cum towel at Bree's face, and tucked his now limp dick back in his jeans. Mike tweaked her left nipple with his fingers, and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Bree unsatisfied on the counter with an assfull of warm cum, feeling like a cheap whore.

She cleaned herself up as best she could, but left as much cum in her ass as she could. She knew Frank would love seeing cum drip out of her ass and down her thighs underneath her mini skirt. Then it took a moment of bravery to open the bathroom door. Bree was certain the entire place had heard her begging to get ass fucked like a common slut. And she was right. As soon as she opened the door, the men in the bar erupted into sarcastic applause. Bree felt her face flame bright red from embarrassment as she took her walk of shame back to the booth and Frank.

"All these men know I just fucked a man I just met for money," she thought to herself. "And even worse, they know I love anal sex!" Her face burned even hotter when a stranger's hand snaked out and grabbed her ass cheek under her skirt as she walked by. When she approached Frank, he looked very pleased. And Bree's embarrassment immediately faded as she realized that she'd made her master happy. She lived for her masters' happiness and wanted so badly to turn them on and make every single one proud of her. She realized she'd do anything for her master, no matter who he was.

"Ah, there's my prostitute Bree back from her meeting with her customer! I trust he fucked you well? Good, good! Now bend over like a good little girl and let me see your holes. I want to see if he came inside you." Bree obeyed, feeling very pleased with how slutty she was becoming, and proudly spread her ass cheeks to show him the cum leaking out of her asshole. She even slipped a finger up her ass and scooped out of bit of Big Mike's jizz. While giving Frank a sexy stare, she licked the creamy stuff off her finger.

"God damn you are one hot skanky bitch!" Frank boasted. He grabbed a full, opened beer bottle from the table and pressed it against her dripping puckerhole. The beer bottle slid right in thanks to Big Mike's cum lubricating the way. "Ride this bottle slut," Frank commanded. Obediently, Bree bounced up and down on the beer bottle, feeling it slip in and out of her ass, the smooth bottle glass a cool comfort after Big Mike's hot pounding. Abruptly, Frank pulled the bottle out of Bree's asshole and offered it to her to drink. Bree tasted her own ass juices and the cum Mike had deposited in her ass as she took a swig from the beer. The men in the bar loved that little show, showing their appreciation through more mocking applause and catcalls. Bree felt cheap and super slutty.

Frank smiled, "And guess what else, my sweet little whore? I just sold you for the next two hours to the bartender for the princely sum of $500. Which means the bar owns you, so anyone in the bar may fuck the shit out of you for the next two hours. Enjoy your gangbang my pet. I'm just going to sit back over here, stroking my hard dick, and wait for them to finish with you so I can spew my load all over your pretty face, swollen lips, and beautiful dark hair."

At this news, Bree was thrilled. She'd been the center of 4 gangbangs back at Leo's house since her arrival and she'd learned to love feeling like a gangbang slut and male fuck toy. "I'm a cum rag. A worthless slut. And it feels so fucking hot!" She had embraced the double edged sword of the feelings of utter shame and extreme pleasure... she had even learned to enjoy some of the pain that came with having her holes and body stretched to the limits and manhandled by dozens of hands, cocks, and tongues.