Exhausted and utterly defeated I meekly stayed on my hands and knees while the men mounted me and used my spent body. Soon I lost track of how many men had raped me or I had sucked off during the next several hours. All I could feel was the steady stream of cum deposited in my mouth and vagina running down the inside of my thighs and my chin as it leaked out of me.
I heard Sandy moan a weak protest and I looked over. She was on her back with a man deep in her pussy and I could see cum leak out of her with every thrust. Susan had been brought over and they forced her to her knees straddling Sandy's head. Harshly, they commanded Sandy to lick Susan's leaking slit and to add emphasis, they twisted her nipples causing her to jump in pain. Tears formed in her eyes as she raised her head and started to extend her tongue when a large drop of cum dripped from Susan's soaked pussy and fell on her upper lip. Her head turned away and with a pitiful voice she begged them not to make her do it.
Her answer was a sharp lash across her stomach causing her to squeal in pain. Sandy was gasping when the second blow hit and I could see the small, light red stripes on her white stomach. Again she grunted in pain, "Oh, oh, oh, please, please, I'l---I'll do it, just don't hit me again." Her eyes closed, she raised her head and I could see her tongue as it licked at Susan's slit.
I heard a soft moan come from Susan as Sandy's tongue invaded her pussy and ran over her swollen clitoris. Another man approach Susan and placed his hands on her head as he shoved his cock deep in her throat. She placed her hands on the man hips as he fucked into her face, each stroke almost causing her to gag.
My view was blocked as another man pushed his cock into my mouth joining the man that had mounted me from the back and I groaned as the crowd of men once again used my body. I was well past any sexual pleasure and the continuing stream of men using me became a blur. I finally remember the last man pulling out of my battered pussy and a voice saying, "They've had enough for now, take them back to the room." Hands helped me to my feet and my face reddened as I felt streams of cum run down my legs. I could hardly stand and the men had to help me back to our room. In front of me on the trail I saw Sandy and Susan also being helped back.
Once in the rooms they helped us to a huge bed and we collapsed and were almost immediately asleep. No one cared that sperm was leaking from our bodies and making dark, wet spots on the mattress.
I don't know how long we slept, but when I woke up it was late afternoon. Susan was up, but Sandy was still asleep as the door opened. To our shock the travel agent from back home entered followed by several others including our husbands. By this time modesty was not an issue and I sat there nude, with dried sperm on my face and thighs as they rolled in a screen and VCR player. One of the old women woke Sandy up and when we were all seated the travel agent started to speak.
