The toy Sir gave her was a good deal more difficult than the one she started the evening with. For starters, the tunnel didn't have the typical tapered end that made insertion easier. So a good deal of the ten minutes she was given was spent finding a decent angle that made getting it into her asshole a bit easier. Then there was the lack of a tear drop shape which usually made it easier to keep a plug inside. It had ridges on the outside but for the most part, there wasn't much form to this toy. This one wasn't like other butt plugs. In fact, it didn't plug anything at all.
Now that she had finally maneuvered it into place she needed a minute to fully adjust to it. Once that initial adjustment had passed, she turned around and gave herself a glimpse in the mirror. The sensation of the plug made her feel more full than anything other than an actual cock which was odd because the core of the "plug" was missing. It was a literal tunnel and when she bent over and got good look at it in the full-length mirror in the bathroom, she could see all the way to the pink of her rectum.
Every motion was a struggle but she was running out of time. She approached the door of the bathroom and discovered herself briefly hesitating to undo the lock and step into the theater. She knew she was under no obligation to go through with anything that was about to happen. In all their play, Sir's intervention was always a safe-word away. The only experience she could liken this to was the moment you reached the roller coaster and were actively securing yourself into the seat. The surge of adrenaline that had you trembling but also hollering and laughing with everyone else who joined you on the ride.
She placed her hand on the latch and turned it, the door released from its frame. Once she pulled the door open and stepped across the threshold there would be no turning back for her. Much like the roller coaster, as much as you scream that you've changed your mind and want to be let off, there is no stopping it and truth be told she didn't want to be let off. Every step towards the group of men that awaited her was part of that initial climb, the seemingly endless climb that would be just the beginning of a wild fucking ride.
As she got closer, she took the time count how many were present and including Sir, she counted 12. Twelve cocks in one night. The most she'd entertained in the past was 4 so, in her mind, this was going to be interesting. They watched her approach, varying degrees of arousal written on their faces and evident in the cocks that had already been liberated. Some kept their shirts while others were completely naked. Some circumcised, others intact. Young, old. Fit and...not so fit. But none were what she would call unattractive and all were of a very decent size. Every cock was equal to, or larger, than Sir's, a thought that had her salivating by the time she returned to her seat.
She didn't sit down immediately, curious if there were any developments during her absence. Sir, himself already completely naked and donning a cock ring she had never seen him use before, stood and took her hand.
"Thank you, kitten. Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to show the gentlemen what your condition looks like. Turn, bend over, and spread your legs."
As instructed, she pivoted and bent at the waist, using the back of the seat to support herself. She planted her feet even further apart and arched her back to give herself extra allure. Sir lifted the dress she still wore to expose her ass and the reactions in the room were unmistakable. She was tickled by the sounds of approval and it showed as she wiggled her hips in delight.
"Settle down, kitten. Now, gentlemen. As you can see, this plug is a tunnel. It keeps her ass gaped and receptive to whatever fits in this tunnel which tonight will be your tribute."
Kitten's eyes widened and her head whipped to look at Sir who continued to explain how the evening would go.
"So fuck her mouth. Fuck her pussy. Fuck her mouth then her pussy and vice versa. But the moment you know you're going to bust, please make sure you can make your way around back and aim it right in there. Use her the way you want but the moment the first one of you cums in her ass, she stays on her hands and knees so none of it leaks out."
Kitten closed her eyes and bit her lip. She heard the men laughing, making jokes about how she'd be shitting cum for weeks. She could feel the throbbing in her pussy intensify and it took every ounce of her restraint to keep her hands where they were instead of aggressively fingering herself.
"Jesus," one of the men said. "Look at that pussy, it looks like it's drooling."
