He had the belt wrapped tightly in his hand, keeping the pressure on her neck. She could breathe and swallow – just. She had to be careful to moderate her breathing. He tugged on her hair.

“Open up, and lick me Slut, root to tip.”

She did, relieved and somewhat surprised that he was clean, tasting of soap and male musk. His dick, she noted was proportionate to the rest of him, and she hoped he wasn’t going to expect her to be able to deep throat him. He towered over her, and she licked and sucked his cock for all she was worth. He didn’t try to ram his cock down her throat, and seemed happy enough to get the top three or four inches sucked. When he was about to come, he pulled out and told her to open her mouth. It went against every instinct she had, but she did as he said, afraid of the consequences of defying him and he shot thick hot ropes of cum over her face and into her mouth. It felt like it scalded her and she reached to wipe it off, and then recalled her hands were tied. He laughed, pulled out a cell phone and snapped a picture of her, covered in his cum.

Stan was hovering nearby, obviously next, and he groaned when he saw her.

“Hey man, I don’t want your spunk on her when I’m fucking her face! Can’t you make her eat it or something?”

Blade chuckled and reached out, gathering up strands of his cum on his finger, pushing it into her mouth.

“Swallow it Bitch. Relish it!” She glared at him, feeling a little burst of defiance and she closed her mouth tight, preventing the last glob of cum from entering her mouth. He reached down and pinched her nipple, twisting it cruelly until she cried out, then he pushed the last of his cum into her mouth.

Stan, eager for his turn, grabbed the belt around her neck with one hand, and her left ear with the other, and without ceremony, thrust into her mouth, pushing hard until he drove into her throat. She spluttered and gagged, choking, and he groaned with pleasure, pumping her hard and fast, pulling out for a moment only when she began to black out from lack of oxygen. Before she teetered on the brink of oblivion for the fourth time, he shouted and came, shooting his cum down her throat. She fell to the floor when he released her, and Speed moved in to take his place. She hoped he would be true to his name, and get it over with quickly, but he liked to take his time, getting her to suck on his balls and lick his shaft over and over. Her jaw ached and she wanted to lie down and go to sleep. She knew they would fuck her soon, and even that seemed preferable to enduring much more of this. Speed wound her pigtails in his fists, and used his grip to direct her face and mouth to where he wanted it, using few words to communicate. He was breathing heavily, grunting frequently, as he took his time, taking his pleasure from her.

Frog and another man were in her peripheral vision, pumping their cocks, telling Speed to hurry the fuck up, so they could get their turn. Then Frog hit Speed in the shoulder, knocking him aside and he shoved his dick into Cece’s mouth.

“You snooze, you lose!” he laughed as Speed righted himself, he stood alongside and began to pump his cock. “Tell me when you’re gonna cum man, and you can have her mouth for a minute, ‘kay?”

Speed cursed under his breath but agreed. Frog pumped her mouth hard and fast, his hand cupping the back of her head and he fucked her face with all he had, cumming quickly, before handing her back to Speed. Speed gripped her ears and drove deep into her mouth, holding his position as he came, filling her mouth with his seed.

They all tasted different, Cece noted to herself. It amazed her that she would notice something like that, but she felt disjointed, detached, as though she was analysing everything from afar. They all had the salty, slightly bitter taste of semen, but each had something individual as well. She felt sick, but knew she wasn’t going to vomit. She had to survive, to get through this, and hope that they would grow bored, tire of her, leave her alone. She would survive, of that she was certain. She had to. She was strong, she could get through his. She imagined herself in the middle of a porn movie, her as the star, a slut serving multiple men. To her surprise it helped, and she felt her arousal throb.