The petals are touched by the smooth, cool skin of his fingers. Roman did not pay any attention to this and began to move his foot. At the same time the clothespins rang, clung to each other, and delayed the lips. I was burning with shame and fear and felt how hard skin rubs against my creases roughly, and some of my fingers penetrate my very essence. He, then pushed through them deeper, then returned back, holding me by the leash, and I, clasping his leg with his hands, moaning from pleasure and pain.

Roman knew perfectly well that now I belong to him and reveled in the sight of my humiliation. Soon he was tired of this game, and he laughed and said:

- Now I will bring her to life! - And turned to me.

“These are my friends, Alexey and Konstantin,” he explained. “And today they will use you as they please.” And this, gentlemen, is a new whore - Helen.

He pulled the collar and looked at me expressively. I had no choice but to submit.

- Yes, my lord, I - slut Helen.

- You will fulfill all your desires. Right?

I lowered my head and squeezed out of myself:

- I will fulfill all the wishes of my master and his friends.

Delving into my own experiences, I did not even notice how Kostik rose from his seat, and woke up only when I heard his cry above me:

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

I shook them a little, having no idea what it means to "imagine."

“Great tits,” Roman said lustfully at my chest, and took off his nipple pegs.

- 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. Touching them made me shudder at the sweet, pinching pleasure, and a slight moan broke from my lips, which I could not hold back. I never would have thought that, standing on my knees like this in front of dirty, lewd males, with bare breasts, with primitive chips on my pussy, I would caress myself before their eyes, and even feel excited by this.

Meanwhile, Kostya, obviously fed up with the sight of a naked body, bent down and in a businesslike manner covered my chest with all five. For some time he played with her, strongly squeezing and massaging. Feeling like the last whore, whore and just an accessible girl, I, humiliated by two men, felt perverted pleasure from their coarse caress and, unable to restrain myself, groaned in full voice and simultaneously bent over in the back, so that Kostya would feel more comfortable and weightier to feel depraved naked breasts.

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

I tried to respond to an insult with a dignified look, but how could it be done on my knees? Based on the situation, I just had to nod.

- Let her first striptease us dance! - Offered Alex and loudly burped.

“Well, this is an idea,” said Roman and Kostya nodded, too. - Start, bitch, and we'll see!

Alexey put on some blues, and I had no choice but to become in the middle of the room and start dancing. I, slowly shaking my hips, began to stroke my breasts, then I knelt, lifted my skirt, lowered one hand and began to play with my pussy. The splintering hindered and delivered pain, but at the same time I felt new tides of voluptuous desire and lascivious itching in the area of ​​the thighs.

It was inconvenient to dance, the pussy was just burning from the pain and languishing from desire, it was so wet that it seemed that moisture was about to begin to run down the clothespins and drip onto the floor. When my hand was wet enough, I got up from my knees, walked over to Kostya and gave to lick my hand, which had just been in my vagina. He gladly did it.Then I unfastened the clothespins and experienced even more pleasure. I again began to erotically rock my hips, then squatted down and began to masturbate in front of three males, who excitedly watched as my fingers sank deep into the cherished cave.

- Come here - Roman beckoned me to him and put an empty bottle not far from me.

I understood everything, went over and stood over the bottle, legs spread wide.

- Sit on her!

To the sounds of blues, I slowly began to bend my legs, directing the bottle into my vagina. I felt the neck open my lips and disappear inside. Unable to stand, Kostya came up to me, squeezed my nipples tightly and began to pull them down. To reduce the pain in the nipples, I myself began to sit deeper on the bottle. And suddenly I screamed and slipped on the bottle more than half. The thickest part of it was already in my vagina, and I quietly moaned. Then Kostya took a leash from my collar, tied their hands behind my back and once again pulled my nipple and pressed on my shoulders. I have a little bent legs.

The bottle, which was already two-thirds in the vagina, flowed juice. After that, Roman approached me with a glass, poured half of the vodka in there and just poured it into my mouth. I coughed, and this made me sit on the bottle even more. Probably, pitying me, Kostya took the bottle and pushed me up. I stood up, and he, pulling the bottle toward himself, abruptly, with a slap, pulled it out of me. I screamed loudly and opened my eyes wide. He stood with a bottle in his hand and smirked. I squinted at her.

- Did she fit in me? - Not able to stand, I asked.

- Yes. About two three.

- Wow! I can not believe it. This size in my vagina was not yet. I never thought she would enter!

He touched my pussy. She has expanded so much that she could have easily taken the fattest member of this trio. And the owner of this member did not fail to seize the moment. As if he had heard my thoughts, Konstantin led me to the bed, with one movement of a strong hand he pushed me onto the bed and fell on me with his whole body. I groaned in pain.

- Arms! Untie your hands!

Some of them untied my hands, but they were immediately pulled apart and tied to different ends of the back of the bed. I didn’t like it at all, I just had time to oyknut, and Kostya’s hand was already slipping between my thighs, gradually pushing them apart. I tried to move my legs and keep my hands free, but everything was in vain. From poured vodka, I was drunk, pastyana, frightened ... What kind of resistance could there be? Male fingers pulled open sponges and stuck in the tender, quivering flesh. I groaned.

Bones fingers went deeper and deeper. As their movements progressed, the convulsive jerking of my body calmed down. I resigned to what was done to me. Vagina became every moment more and more pliable and wet. With indignation and turning away to myself, I felt that my body was already reconciled with what was happening, it already let in his tenacious fingers, and I groaned, closed my eyes and felt his penis stuck into my crotch.

Finally, Kostya with all his weight fell on me, and his member, accompanied by squishing sounds, smoothly dived into the vagina. Treacherously and somehow plainly, the bed net creaked beneath us. It seemed that the whole house heard this creak, but I immediately stopped thinking about it, because a wave of the first orgasm began to seize me. The member was hiding in me with such energy, with such force that I began to moan. Although it was hard for me to lie under Bones and hurt from his constantly beating hands, a warm wave of excitement completely captured me. I began to sweat, banging under him, in my head everything was clouded, but now I carefully podmahivala, strongly moving his pelvis towards his movements.

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