I was coming. My pussy spasmed and spurted. I could feel the warm juice splattering on my chest and into my open mouth. I could hardly move. The blood rushed to my head as it hung over the edge of the bed. My neck ached from the restraints that kept my ankles near my ears. The inside of my leather hood was slick with sweat.
My ass burned. My cunt was alive. My tits were squished by my knees, and I thought I was going to pass out.
"Yes Sir. I hear you. Thank you for using me Sir. I need it." Was it really me saying those things?
"You won't be thanking me for long whore. These last six guys mean business."
It was going to be a race. Three guys would fuck my ass and three would fuck my face. The first group of three to finish cumming was the winner. I was the prize. The winning three got to use me with no restrictions for the rest of the time left on my rental.
As my orgasm slowed down the fear set in. Daniel, my Master wasn't here. He had rented me out to this man I call Sir. Sir was furious at me for ruining his video shoot. I don't think this last game was part of his plan. These men could really hurt me.
Daniel was mad at me too. I had disappointed him terribly when I forgot to use a condom with my first client. My rental to Sir was my punishment. Is Daniel still looking out for me? I didn't know the answer and the uncertainty terrified me.
Then, without warning, a cock was forced into my mouth and down my throat. I gagged and gasped for air, but the cock remained inside me. Then another cock pushed its way into my ass, and just kept on pushing until I felt the guy's pelvis hit my cheeks. Both men help this position for a moment, and then both start pumping for all they were worth.