The next morning you put on your sexiest bra and panties and wait expectantly for this stranger to use you again. You feel slutty, but your pussy is still throbbing from the day before. You masturbated three times last night thinking about him and came harder each time. You don't even know his name, but you are ready to spread your legs for him and let him use you like a whore.
When the doorbell rings your nipples become erect and you walk to the door, so ready to submit to his will. You open the door and let him in, but to your horror, another man follows behind.
This man has a mean look on his face and you recoil. "What the hell is going on? I didn't say you could bring someone."
"I don't think its up to you what I do, bitch!!" He slaps you, making your face sting.
"You're going to help me pay off a debt. I was going to use the money from yesterday to pay it, but Tommy here has agreed to let you pay it for me instead, with that hot body of yours."
"NO!! GET OUT!!"
He slaps you again and pulls you into the living room and pushes you onto the couch. The other man's eyes roam over your body. "She is hot, Bill. Even better than you said. A couple of hours with her and we will be square."
You try to cover your bra with your hands, the nipples show through the lace and you don't want him to see you.
"Take them off. NOW!!" Tommy hisses at you. You see a bulge in his pants and know that he is going to take what he wants, and that you are going to be helpless to stop him.
"Bill, please don't. I will do whatever you want, but I just want you. I'll find some money if you just get him to leave." You plead.
"Too late, bitch. Now get those things off. I want to watch Tommy have some fun with you before I get a turn."
You had been looking forward to seducing Bill, taking a long time and making him yours, but now you know he is just interested in using you and letting his friend use you.
You don't move, so Tommy turns you over and pulls at your bra, tearing it off. Your pussy isn't all that wet yet, you aren't really ready to be fucked but Tommy doesn't seem to care. He jerks your panties down and tells Bill to hold you. Bill pulls you across the couch and holds your hands over your head as Tommy takes off his pants and kneels between your legs. He doesn't bother to tease you or do anything to get you wet. You kick, but just kick the air, tiring yourself out, not doing anything to stop what is coming. He puts his cock at your opening and thrusts it in, filling you with it. Bill holds both of your hands in one of his and fondles your tits as Tommy moves in and out, using you like a whore. You finally moisten some, but Tommy's initial thrust hurt. Fortunately, he cums quickly, filling you with cream.
You hope they will leave now, your hopes for an erotic morning dashed. You're crying from the pain and humiliation, but that just seems to turn them on more.
"Not bad." Tommy says. "Does she really suck cock as good as you say?"
"You can watch her, Tommy. She loves it."
"NO!! JUST GO!! I won't tell anyone if you go now."
"You won't tell anyone a thing, bitch." Bill says. "You don't want those kids of yours to get hurt. Besides, you invited me back. I'm sure your husband would be interested in that bit of information."