She had no idea how long she had been in the damp, dark room, her legs strapped to a bench, spread wide to leave her pussy and ass completely exposed. Her arms were bound tightly over her head, so that her breasts stood up firmly. Her eyes were covered with a leather blindfold. How many men would come to use her helpless body -- one? two? more? She shivered in anticipation, feeling the blood rush into her pussy.
Firm footsteps entered the room over her head. She couldn't tell how many approached, but it was clearly more than one. They made no other sound.
Suddenly, and with a smarting force that surprised her, she felt the smack of a flogger across her right breast, then against her left in rapid succession. Then a silent pause before another. Excruciatingly irregular slaps kept her whimpering, guessing when the next would arrive. Her erect nipples stung, even as she felt her body begging for more.
"You ready for us, baby?" His voice was keep and commanding. She nodded. Three more sharp smacks. "Let me hear you."
'"Yes, sir."
"Say it: I'm ready for you."
"I'm ready for you, sir."
"I brought my friend with me, and we are going to work you over good." The smacks began to move farther down her body, the ends of the flogger beginning to just tease at her clit. She felt more than heard someone come around her. She could feel the body warmth between her open legs. The snap of a tube of lube, and she felt the cool gel drip down her pussy to her ass. Warm fingers spread her lips wide and circled her clit, then began a firm probing of her pussy. Four sharp slaps caused her to flinch.
"You want to get fucked in all your holes, don't you?" said a second male voice from below.