The room was dark and thick with tension. Her breath was heavy, panting as her arm was jerked backwards and strapped to the pole above her head. She lay on her back, breasts pushed up by the bra underneath them into pleasing round globes. The cup was forced under each breast so her nipples, hard to the cool air, could be exposed to the waiting eyes all around her.
There was a single main conductor of it all, standing at the end of the table where her spread legs were exposed to him. “You may take turns,” he announced, “No more than three at a time.”
Her panties had been sliced open so her pussy could feel every breeze in the room. Her skirt was pushed up around her waist so that her every part would be easily accessed. They’d removed her shirt entirely.
She watched as he raised his hand to his darkened face and licked his fingers. They immediately went towards her pussy, outlining the area around her hole. Their slippery warmth made her stir, hoping the only wetness he felt was his own.
Eager men came at her from all sides, but as he commanded, no more than two others pawed at her breasts. A leering face leaned over hers to kiss her and she jerked her head away.
While staring to her right, she realized some just preferred to watch, pulling their cocks out of the pants and stroking them gently. Her eyes squeezed shut. Fingers pinched both her nipples hard and a small gasp escaped from her. Her body was rigidly tense as wet fingers invaded between her legs, rubbing her clit between them.
The one in charge was still there, just tracing her pussy. The desire for him to fill her completely was rising and she fought the urges she felt to moan as a mouth descended on her breast.
“It won’t be long,” he assured. “She can’t take it for long.”
The fingers around her clit moved faster and suddenly she felt a warm splatter erupt all over her belly. Her eyes shot open to see a pleased-looking man releasing his cock. At the same moment, teeth clamped lightly on her clitoris and she cried out, arching her back.