We lived in a small town where all residents know each other. When we arrived there, we had not too many acquaintances. One acquired by accident. Our landline phone broke. He connected us with only one specific number, and from this number a person could only call us, and by dialing absolutely any combination of numbers. This went on for several days, during which my mother met a man at the other end of the line.

It was a middle-aged man with a subtle Caucasian accent, let's call him Valera. In the end they decided to meet. Met, met, began to be friends. I was then 12 years old. He helped his mother to get a job in the city administration, and there he helped her to hold on, and she participated in his election races. I watched their mutually beneficial friendship for several years, meanwhile turning from a girl into a girl.

I began to notice in his eyes a poorly disguised interest in me. His attention even flattered me. And then came the day when it was already quite an adult conversation. He offered to buy me a whole day of my free time. Jokingly, I turned down the unreal price, but he quickly agreed, which made my jaw not want to close. There was nowhere to retreat. It remains only to discuss the nuances. I put forward several conditions, hoping that he would find them unacceptable, and he his own.

His condition was the only one - the whole day I am with him and he does everything he wants with me. My conditions were, of course, the sea. But he agreed to everything.

And now it's time to pay the bills.

In the evening I came to him, he had an apartment, which he did not use. I rang the doorbell, he opened, I entered. We went into the room, sat on the sofa, he asked if I was ready. I answered in the affirmative. Then he brought a leather collar with rivets and a mask over his eyes from the room. He said: \ "Take off your clothes, and put it on. \" I undressed and remained completely naked, I wanted to take the collar out of his hands, but he did not give it. He put me on the floor at his feet and put it on himself, then a mask. Then, remembering something, left, came back and put leather bracelets on my hands, on which the chains dangled (when I stood, the chains barely touched the floor). \ "In this form, you will spend this day \", he said, stroking me over the shoulders. I felt ashamed and scared.

He fed me with a spoon, and gave me drink myself. Then I heard a doorbell. Guests came to him. He took my hand and we went to open it. Behind the threshold stood three men, I distinguished it by their voices. They entered, I heard a whisper. Whispering about me. Maybe they thought that since I didn’t see, I was still deaf ... But the reviews were complimentary.

They were all invited to the table. They put me on the floor nearby. They drank. One of them had an anniversary. He was congratulated, the more they drank, the more swift the conversations became, my presence, and even in that form, only warmed them up. Then everyone changed their location and moved to the sofa. They put me on a sofa between two men, and the Third was sitting on the floor, I felt his hands on my calves.

These two, sitting next to me, began to paw, and I tried to close my hands. They quickly got tired of it and they, holding the chains, spread their hands to the sides, and the one on the right, putting an elbow on the back of the sofa, pressed my throat with my hand, throwing my head back. Then they continued their occupation. They patted me on the thighs, grabbed my breasts, pulled my nipples. Valera was not there, his voice was heard a little further, as if he were in the same room, but just looked at it from afar. Soon, and this occupation he was bored, it was decided to move to the bed.

The bed was high (to me ... below the belt) and wide with iron backs. I, of course, found a place right in the middle. They spread my arms to the sides and stepped on the chains, and the Third sat down again between his legs, thereby preventing me from reducing them.Valera (again from afar) said that I would take them for the members, which were immediately substituted by me, and masturbate. I had nothing to do ... And my nipples on both sides were not left alone.

The third, meanwhile, began stroking my hands between my legs, each time increasing the pressure with my fingers. I was humiliated and crushed and was physically in their power, moreover, I was morally obligated to Valera. I was disgusted. But, apparently, physical, even if rude, but still caress, did their job, I started to flow. His fingers, having received the necessary lubrication, slipped into my vagina. I shuddered and squeezed their members strongly, and immediately felt a warm shower from their sperm, from both sides at once. \ "Aye, yes, girl! \” I heard the satisfied soft voice of the One who was between my legs. Everyone laughed.

I was allowed to go to the bathroom and even take off my mask there, but only when the door closed behind me. I took a shower. When Valera came in, I just squatted in the bathroom, directing the shower to my chest, I didn’t even look at him. He turned off the water, lifted me up with a towel, saying: \ "Well done girl ... \", helped me out of the bath, and put the mask on my eyes again. We came out of the bathroom. who came to us! ... \ "- and claps. I was again seated on the floor, honey legs at the Third. My task was to just stroke him on the dick, all the while he was at the table. I stroked and they ate and drank again. They were already very drunk, I realized that those two would not even get a member, but the voices of Valera III were not too drunk.

And now, the cherished word \ "bed \” sounded again, and I’m on it again. Valera is somewhere far away. Now the Third Ball reigned. He literally ordered what those two should do, and they carried out all his orders.

They put me on my feet, crossed my arms behind me and chained me (tightly pulling on them) tied around my waist a few turns. Then they put me on my back, and since my hands were under me, I bent in the back. Those two were sent on to drink, but they already had no time for me. Where was Valera, I do not know. But the third was near, I felt his eyes on me. He sat on top of me, leaned over to my ear (I heard his strayed breath), and led the wet path with his tongue from his ear to his neck to his chest. He stopped on the nipples, first one, then another poterebil lips. And he began to descend lower, moving with his whole body. On the pubis lingered, burying his nose in the hair and breathing deeply. Spread my legs, he himself again appeared between them. Licked my pussy and looked at the reaction. I flinched. I licked again, slightly pressing my tongue, and looked again. Then I entered my tongue, I choked with air, as if I had taken too much water from a glass and she got a lump in her throat. He felt it all and continued. Long tormented my pussy, and tongue and fingers.

Then he began to pull on my pants. I could not understand why. I realized a little later, when they were already in the middle of the thigh, and the end of the artificial member sewn inside was poked into my crotch. He, in one motion, sent him into the necessary hole and continued to pull them, introducing him into me. A few more movements and something else poked between my legs again, only closer to the pope. I immediately guessed what it was, tried to twist, but it was not there, he was already sitting on my legs, and slowly introduced this little thing into the right hole.

Allotment. Panties were tight, it seemed rubber, tightly wrapped around the hips, so there was no hope that they would slip.

He himself sat on me above the waist. Something clicked. It was a vibrator. These pants were with a vibrator! I jerked, yes where there. Apparently, this movement of mine seemed to him a pleasure, since at that moment he exhaled loudly with satisfaction. Then he brought my breasts together, sticking a dick between them, covered in sticky grease. My breasts are small, and the whole member was not closed, but this didn’t worry him much. He began to jerk off leading between the breasts. This went on for quite a long time (or so it seemed to me), his end was poked into my neck, and he continually clicked the remote control, changing the speed of the vibration.I was ashamed, but, I must pay tribute, it's nice (very nice!). Then he got off of me, turned over on his stomach, and sat down again on my shoulders, and turned his face towards my bottom. He put his slippery penis in my hand and began to move it himself. Another three minutes of such an action and he poured me his shower. I rubbed the sperm on my back, rubbing it into the skin like a cream, saying: "You will smell like me for a long time." "Ay, yes, girl! \ ”Untied my hands, which have already become numb, and said to someone: \" Take her to the bathroom. \ "

Valera took me to the bathroom, closed the door behind me. I turned on the shower again. I do not know how much I stayed until he returned.

Coming out of the bathroom, I was surprised at the silence in the apartment. It turns out the guests are gone.

Valera fed me again with a spoon and we went to sleep. We went with him to the same bed. I turned away from him, he gently pulled me to him, we quickly fell asleep. When I woke up, I did not immediately understand why it was so dark, and only then realized that there was a mask in front of my eyes. I lifted her, the window was flooded with a bright light, Valera was not around. I sat on the bed. Just sat and looked around. I still had a collar and bracelets, reminding me that there was still a whole day ahead.

Valera found me in such a state. He approached, crouched behind me, stroked my shoulders, my back, and put on my mask again. Laid on the bed, making it clear that I still lay down.

The doorbell rang, he went to open, and I lay under the covers and listened. Someone entered the room, stopped in the doorway. Long looked, then left. Then they came in together, I still didn’t know who it was. Valera put the pillows at the headboard and helped me sit down. The two of them screwed the chains to the headboard on both sides, and the guest began to drink me warm tea with a sandwich. When I finished eating, he said: \ "Good morning. \" I didn’t answer, and I couldn’t answer, I was speechless. I recognized his voice! It was yesterday's Third!

Valera came up, they took the blanket from me and started to caress. Not cruel and not rude, but, as if loving. They tied my hands, lowered me below, and tied me again, putting a pillow under my ass. One pulling the nipples, the second caressed between his legs tongue. Then they changed places. The one who was between my legs sat down on top of me, and like yesterday, I started jerking between the breasts (I realized that it was the Third), and Valera entered me as a member, stopped there for a minute, and began to move. We finished together, one around my neck, the second in my condom, and beneath me it became wet.

Then they left me to lie on the bed like that, and they themselves began to talk. From their conversation, I realized that the Third had an anniversary yesterday. I was a kind of gift to him. Valera made everything so special, knowing about his sexual predilections. The third asked to introduce us (neither he did not see my face without a mask, nor did I even know his name), saying that he was in love, but Valera refused him. Then he left a gift for me. Silver Signet. I later learned her story. The story was interesting, but that's what lies in it, and that the truth no one can make out. Then I lost it.

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