The last thing you remember is eating dinner with me, then suddenly feeling faint. As you wake, you try to open your eyes but find that they're covered by a blindfold. You can feel cold metal cuffs on your wrists and ankles, your naked body is secured to the four corners if the bed. Your first reaction is to panic, struggling to get free you call out to me.
"Shane?! What the hell??"
No response.
"Seriously. Let me go right now! This isn't funny."
Still nothing. You keep pulling at the cuffs, but it's no use. You're helpless. You lie there, occasionally yelling out, for what must have been at least an hour. Finally you hear footsteps coming into the room.
"Shane! Let me go right now!"
You feel my hand trail up your leg as walk beside the bed.
"Let me go! Now!"
You hear me laugh, then you notice another set of footsteps in the room. And another. You feel another hand trailing gently up your other leg. You struggle again.
"What's going on?? Is someone else here?!"
I lean down and kiss your lips.
"Yes sweetheart. There are two other men here. I know how much you love the idea of being fucked by multiple guys."
"But..."
My hand covers your mouth roughly.
"Shh. I also know how rough you like it, how you want to be used like a whore. I'm just fulfilling your fantasies. No be a good girl and go with it. Understand?"
"Fuck You! No! Untie me now!"
You hear the other guys laugh at your defiance. I wrap my hand around your throats and lean in close.
"There's no point in fighting. You want to be treated like a slut, and that's exactly what you're going to get. You can thank us later."
The other guys and I begin undressing. You lay on the bed, quiet and seemingly lost in thought. Trying to decide if you're really going to allow yourself to be used like this, you can't deny that your pussy is already getting wet. You feel the bed shift as we move closer.
"...no. No please! Don't!"