I feel the music throbbing in the air long before I can hear it. She leads me along the outside of the club, smiling as she looks out over the crowds. I don’t look. I keep my eyes focused on the small of her back, keep my attention on where I am walking and her hands, so I can see any instructions she might give me. At the back of the club, she goes into a small hallway, pointing to a peg on the wall and telling me to put my coat there. I close my eyes to keep from looking around, bite the inside of my cheek to keep down the whimper. I hang up the last barrier of my modesty and follow her through a door. She stops as the door closes behind us and orders me to kneel up. As I lower myself to my knees, my hands clasped behind my neck, I realize that the room is quiet, the music of the club being shut out behind the door.
I am kneeling in a small circle of a spotlight above me. I can see shapes of at least one person moving around. She lets my chain drop to the floor and moves away.
“Well, gentlemen. Is ‘she’ everything I promised?” I blush as the stress on ‘she’, as my spread knees and nakedness make my gender very clear. “I expect you to use her properly, and with the respect that she deserves.”
My eyes lift at her last statement, and I see four shapes come out of the shadows into my small circle of light. Four men, all nude, all beautiful, all very hard, stand there expectantly. I hear her voice and nearly choke. “Well, kitten, get to work.”
I lean forward, crawling on all fours to kneel between the middle two. I take a cock in each hand, stroking them softly, moaning quietly at the feel of velvety skin my fingers wrap around. I close my eyes and take one into my mouth, the salty taste of precum exploding on my tongue. Back and forth between the two, I stroke and suck them, cup their balls, run my hands along their legs and firm ass cheeks. I hear the first one grunt just in time to wrap my lips around his cock head. I feel him shoot his cum down my throat and into my mouth. I suck him down, filling my mouth with his juices. I feel the second twitch and start pumping his sperm at the side of my face before I can turn to catch it in my mouth. It runs down my cheek and chin dripping on my chest. I lay my head back, mouth open, stroking them both, milking them for the cum I am craving.
They both step back out of my reach and the third steps up, going to his knees in front of me and forcing me down meet his cock. I feel number four push my knees wider apart with his foot before settling behind me. He pulls my tail out of my ass slowly, chuckling as I moan from around the others cock. I feel him probe my ass a few times, before pressing the head into my hole. He holds my hips, pulling me back onto him, then pushing me forward so the cock in front of me goes down my throat. I helplessly rock as the two piston me between them. I moan when I can breath, shudder from sensation, my fingers curling and kneading the spongy floor beneath me. Almost at the same time, both men push forward, skewering me between them as they cum deep in me. The man behind me pulls be back, the last squirts of the dick in my mouth hitting my face. I feel my wrists pulled back as I kneel, still speared by the shaft in my ass, and he leans me back against his chest, his legs between my knees and keeping me spread even as he forces my chest out.
The first two have recovered and stand in front of me stroking themselves. They must have enjoyed the show because they quickly add more jism to my face and chest, wiping their cocks on my lips as I lick them clean. I am pushed forward and down onto my hands again, and someone else grabs my hips and begins to fuck my ass. I lose track of who is where, and I don’t care. I suck the cock in front of my face, sometimes swallowing, sometimes wearing the load when they pull out. I push back onto whatever is behind me, screaming my pleasure as I feel them add to the cum filling me, or the warmth on my back and ass cheeks as they pull out to paint me. I don’t know how long it goes, how long they use me.
I realize I am laying on my back. My skin is stiff from the cum drying. I feel someone straddle me, but I don’t have the energy to open my eyes and see who it is. I feel warm wetness take in my dick, and I moan. It is her, fucking me, taking from me what I so wantonly took from the others. I give it to her quickly, the gripping feel of her pussy bringing me quickly. She milks my cock and balls, pulling every drop from me before lifting herself off. She pins me with her knees, sitting on me so that her full pussy is over my mouth. She grabs my hair, pulling my head up and forcing my face between her legs. I lap up the juices from her, swallowing every drop of my own cum from her, sucking and licking her until she cums and adds her own wine to the mix.
She smiles down at me and stands. I see she has on only her boots, her coat draped over the chair she must have watched me from. She tells me to get up, and I slowly work to my feet. She takes up the leash and leads me back to the door. There is a mirror on it, and the room is brightly lit. I see my face, make-up smeared and cum still dripping. I watch as the loads of cum drip down my chin, my chest, the inside of my thighs. The sight reminds me of how I got that way, and my cock responds. She gives me my tail to carry, and opens the door. I am hit by the wave of sound from the club. She hands me my red coat but tells me to carry it, not put it on. I am beyond carrying about who sees me. I hear the laughter and cheers, the giggles and whispers, as we make our way back out to the front doors. I stand naked and proud with my eyes down. I can feel her satisfaction, her pride in me, in the words everyone is echoing.
“Look at that cock slut.” “That’s a little slut kitten.”
I smile as she puts me in the back seat, wearing only cuffs and collar, boots and cum. She slides behind the wheel and takes her cock slut home.