I’ve been tied up for days. My stomach is rumbling and my brain is fuzzy. You’re back from outside and you have brought your friends with you. I love when you show me off, and I can tell by looking at them that they are going to get rough with me. All three men take their clothes off immediately and their cocks are hard, one is even already dripping with cum. I always wonder if these guys pay you to use my body, but I dare not ask.
They all grab me at once, and my chains keep me from pulling away too hard. I will never stop fighting, and I know thats why you keep me. I love the extra attention and pain that I get for being a little bitch. One of them has me by the throat and I can see you glaring at me from across the room. You stroke your cock as you watch them grab and bruise my starving body. A cock in my ass and one in my pussy as my eyes water not from tears but from pain.
I am choking on my own tongue as the gag tightens and he won’t let up on my throat. I know my best chance to survive is if they finish quickly. To get them off fast I have to struggle. Thats what they want. They want me to be their prey. I secretly love the feeling of their cocks penetrating me and the oxygen leaving my body. That sweet pain mixed with dizziness and the room spinning. I feel hot cum spewing on my face and I know the end is almost here. I stop wishing to hold on and start wishing for the ultimate end. But the other two start grunting and I know I will live through this one too. I will fall asleep tonight, still hungry, and dream of the day when I finally don’t make it through.