Deciding, I leaned forward and felt the metal coolness of the rim in my throat. Vadim, forcing me to bump my nose in the jeans that fit his thigh, lifted my hair from the back and snapped the thing. Then he raised my head by his chin to admire his work. From shame I lowered my eyes and did not even dare to sigh.

- Well, we listen ... - I heard from the side. “Just open your eyes so we can enjoy your humiliation.”

Recognizing myself, I, standing in the same ridiculous pose on all fours, looked fearfully at Marat and babbled:

“I want to be your slave and gratify all your desires.”

- A bit clumsy, but it will come down, - said Vadim, and Marat foolishly added:

- Let it be so.

Then he took some pills from his shirt pocket and handed them to me:

“When we make you fucking, we don't need problems.” These are contraceptive, take them.

He took a white pill out of the package and threw it in front of me.

- Take it, only without the help of hands!

Oh my God! Why do I need such humiliation ?! However, it was too late to twitch, and I dutifully bent down and grabbed a pill with a pile of lips. With difficulty swallowing it dry, I froze in front of the guys, waiting for my fate.

Marat looked questioningly at his friend. He shrugged.

- Fifteen minutes will be possible to proceed. In the meantime, can she show us a light striptease?

With these words, Vadim slightly raised his leg and, having picked up the edge of the robe, thrust the toe of my shoes between my legs. I squeaked in humiliation, feeling the smooth, cool skin of good-quality dressing touching my delicate petals. Vadim did not pay any attention to this and began to move his foot, which is why I felt the hard skin of my shoes rubbing rudely on my folds, and my sharp nose penetrates my very essence. Delving into my experiences, I didn’t even notice how Marat rose from his seat, and woke up only when I heard a cry over me:

- What are you deaf? Imagine, say, your boobs.

With shaking hands, she unbuckled the robe to the navel and, burning with shame, opened it in front of two bastards.

“Excellent boobs,” Vadim said, looking humbly at my chest, never ceasing to beat me between my legs. Marat, looking there, but from top to bottom, ordered:

- Come on, I said, imagine them. Raise your hands, pull your nipples properly, say: "Gentlemen, you will like squeezing them."

Nemea from the perverted rudeness of my now masters, I executed the order. However, when, following the instructions, she squeezed her nipples, she felt how much they swelled. The touch to them made me flinch from the sweet pressing pleasure, and a slight moan broke from my lips, which I could not hold back. I would never have thought that, kneeling like this in front of dirty, lustful males, with the shoes of one of them between my legs, with my bare breasts, I would caress myself in front of them, and even feel excited about it.

Meanwhile, Marat, obviously fed up with just the sight of nudity, bent down and in a businesslike manner covered my chest with all five.

For some time he played with her, strongly squeezing and massaging. Instead of being angry that they were squeezing me like an accessible girl in the basement, I, humiliated by two men at once, felt perverted pleasure from their coarse caress and, unable to restrain myself, groaned in full voice and at the same time bent over in the back to Marat it was more comfortable and weightier to touch the depraved bare breasts.

“What, bitch, do you want to be torn off properly?”

I tried to respond to an insult with a dignified look, but how to do it, kneeling? Based on the situation, I just had to nod.

Vadim finally removed his leg and ordered him to unbutton his robe to the end, and Marat barely made it, trembling because a thin strip of hairs in the abdomen completely opened to lustful looks, literally tore it off me. Being completely naked in front of two men, in whose eyes nothing human was left, only lust, I was embarrassed, and with visible approval they shamelessly examined my body. However, this did not last long. Vadim ordered: “Suck!” And, seeing that hesitated for a moment, he looked at me expectantly.

This meant that I should now put this thing in my mouth! Yes, she unbuttoned fly and get it out of there! But there was nowhere to retreat and, having grown cold, and I, with trembling fingers, unzipped the zipper. All my nature squeezed when I ran my hand into the men's underwear, feeling for a hardened member.

And here in front of my nose I found myself impatiently trembling purple head. It seemed to me that I would faint from one type of the rising male member, let alone take it in the mouth ...

Vadim did nothing to push me to action, and I had to take my own initiative, as it was in spite of my nature. I bent down and gently touched my lips with a glossy glittering head. Nothing much happened. I did not die, did not collapse, did not even vomit. Having listened to my sensations, I continued to study the male nature, putting the head on the tongue and moving it a little. Vadim sighed loudly, and, emboldened, I closed my lips on a thick trunk.

Could I, the one from whose gaze were chilling and the most distinguished playboys of high society fled away, to think yesterday that I would suck the muzhik with all his diligence? And now this is exactly what happened. I moved my head, tightly clasping the member with my mouth, helpfully trying to swallow him as deeply as possible, and even uncomplainingly executing commands: “Lick his tongue”, “Bite slightly teeth”. Apparently, I quickly reached the heights of a high-class whore in this new business, since Vadim was already moaning and yielding to my mouth with a pelvis, planting a member so deeply in the throat that sometimes I felt gagging. Actually, I was just fucked in the mouth, and I not only allowed to do it, but also tried to caress the hard, lumpy trunk with my tongue.

I must say that by the time Vadim began to have me in his mouth, Marat was already unceremoniously squeezing my buttocks. It could humiliate, but only if at this time you are not doing blowjob. Therefore, I dutifully demolished the tweaks, strokes and caresses, diligently sucking Vadim. I even got carried away and missed the moment when Marat stopped terrorizing my ass, and woke up only when I felt that something round and hot was being attached to my pussy. I tensed in anticipation of the inevitable ... And they planted me. There is no other word for it. Vadim entered with one blow, sharply and deeply. I howled, feeling how my unused to the treatment of the vagina, and having broken from a member of Vadim, stretched her nose into his groin, into tight curls near the testicles.

I heard Marat growl approvingly and hoarsely said:

- Yes, this damn all wet. And how close ...

I did not respond to the insult, because I really felt that I was flowing like a real whore. Meanwhile, Marat began to chill me, inflicting powerful sweeping blows, which responded in my sweet pain that no longer belonged to me. This seemed to him a little, and he slapped a hand a couple of times on my buttocks, not stopping his movements.

For a while I tried to recover my breath, brought down by the sudden penetration of a thick member, feeling how my butt vibrated from each slap, and my chin and cheek crawled over the inguinal hairs. And I also understood when I gradually began to come to my senses, which did not disregard Vadim. It turns out that I, up to the whitened joints of my fingers, had seized his trunk and even tried to move my hand.The realization that there is a man’s dick in all its glory, finally made me lift my head and take it again in my mouth. So, torn by two ends, ...