"Yes Master." Two of the men stepped forwards, one of them put a blindfold around my eyes, he knelt in front of me, and the other one knelt behind me, then, at exactly the same moment, they both impaled me on their shafts, one in my mouth, the other in my ass, they pumped me hard and fast, showing no sign that they were taking pleasure from this, they made as little sound as I did, I was desperate to please them, I wanted to wear Master's collar so much! If nothing else, these men had stamina, they pounded me for what felt like hours, I was slick and aching, and they weren't even beginning to slow down, it was as if they were never going to cum!
Finally, at almost the same moment, they groaned, shuddered and came into me. The one who had fucked my ass came around to my mouth, and told me to suck him clean, I did, not enjoying it, but knowing that the consequences of disobeying would probably be much worse. Then they flipped me onto my back, and cuffed my wrists and ankles, the cuffs must have been attached to something, because they began to pull my arms and legs out, spreading me, making me completely helpless, my legs were wide, and stretching so far that they were beginning to hurt. When I was about to cry out to beg them to make it stop, it stopped of its own accord, and for a few moments I lay still. Suddenly there was something at my ass, the man on the other end screwed the plug in, and then forced a huge dildo into my cunt, I was glad I was wet. There was an electric humming, and the plug and the dildo suddenly began to move, I'd heard of fucking machines before, but I didn't know they existed outside of erotica, the dildo rubbed against the plug through the thin wall of flesh that separated them, the friction was driving me crazy, but I wasn't allowed to cum, I struggled, tried desperately to think about anything other than what was happening to me, and suddenly, my nipples were clamped, I cried out, I couldn't help it, I hadn't been ready for the pain! Nobody said anything, but I had a feeling that my disobedience had been noted. I gritted my teeth, trying desperately to concentrate on the pain so I didn't cum. Unfortunately, the clips weren't just clips, they too were electric, and they sent waves of electricity through me, not painfully, but pleasurably, I shuddered, I was so desperate to cum! The machine speeded up, fucking me harder and faster, and the shocks through the nipple clamps became a continuous wave, I could feel my orgasm catching up with me, I tried to concentrate on anything else, I bit my lip till it bled, but still my orgasm was building, I was so close, and so desperate not to be, I tried to wriggle away from the machine, to stop it having quite such an effect on me, it was no use, I couldn't move at all. I could hardly breathe for the orgasm that crashed over me, I couldn't even see the blackness of my blindfold for the pleasure that ran through me in waves, my whole body was on fire, I was shaking, completely out of control. When I finally came down from that high, I heard master's voice.
"I did not give you permission to cum whore. You will stay there until you have cum 100 times, I don't care how long it takes you." 100 times? Fuck, this could be difficult, but they'd left the machine running on full speed, and the clamps were still driving me wild, I came again quickly, I wondered briefly how they were going to count my orgasms, but then again, that was the least of my worries. For one thing, they hadn't said anything about food, and I was exhausted and starving already, surely they couldn't starve me, I'd pass out even if I didn't die from hunger! I tried to stop worrying, I'd never manage 100 orgasms if my mind was elsewhere, I concentrated on the pleasure coursing through me, it wasn't difficult. I came again and again, but it took longer every time, I was getting so tired, but he'd said I had to cum 100 times, and I hadn't counted, but I didn't think I could be much higher than 10. A little later, my clit was clamped, I nearly fainted with pain, pleasure and hunger, but then a shock of the same type that was pulsing through my nipples, I came again, hard, and grateful to whoever had clamped me. I came and came, again and again, exhausted and bruised, but in ecstasy, I was trying so hard to stay quiet, but the occasional gasp or moan of pleasure escaped my lips, driving me wild, I couldn't bear the intensity of the pleasure. But still, I couldn't cum as fast as I had at first, I tried, playing out every fantasy I'd ever had in my mind, my brain became a blur of candles, hot wax, whips, blindfolds, showers, massages, exhibitionism, women, men, toys, stages, audiences, I came again, and again, but it was harder. Eventually, it became more than simply hard to cum, it was impossible, my stomach was rumbling, my lips parched, I asked the air for food, begged and pleaded with anyone who could hear me, I'd eat anything, I didn't care, I was starving. Suddenly there was a glass at my lips, cold water, I drank gratefully, and then felt a man straddle my face, I opened my mouth wide, getting ready to please another man, he fucked my mouth hard for a few minutes before coming down my throat, feeding me his cum. Another man fed me the same way, and another, and another, I was getting full now, unable to swallow much more, but they kept coming, I came again, and a man laughed.
"Well done whore, you're on 62, only another 38 to go!" There was more laughter, and I groaned, only 62? How was I going to finish this? I'd been here for hours already! I was aching, and bruised, and it took me longer to come every time, eventually, I gave up trying, I almost fell asleep, in fact the only thing that stopped me falling asleep was a sudden jolt of pain in my nipples, I jerked back awake, and saw one of the men had ripped the clamps off, he replaced them with his teeth, he tugged at them, lifting my breasts away from my body and then letting them go suddenly, he chewed on my nipples, making me arch my back and gasp with the pain, but that pain was all I needed to push me over the edge into another orgasm that seemed to last twice as long as all the others.
"93, do you reckon she can do the last 7?" I didn't know who was speaking, I had my eyes closed, I was trying to ignore the machine, I'd reached my orgasm limit, and actually I was pretty determined that I wasn't going to have any more, just to piss them off, really, even a quick beating was better than being stuck here for hours, not that I had a problem with the orgasms, but after the 62nd, they were all getting a bit dull, I'd really had enough of this. Apparently they were getting bored too, the machine stopped suddenly, and was pulled out of me, it was a strange feeling, being empty after being so full for so long. Two of them helped me to stand up, and they carried me to one of the benches, it wasn't very comfy though, so I rolled off it, and went to sleep curled up in a ball on the grass.
