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Stella waited in fear, she could breathe better with the ring gag, but she knew all too well what it was used for. 

“Slave, clean my boys' cocks for them,” the king ordered, “they can’t walk around a mess like you.”

Without hesitation, one of the boys approached her, a mix of cum and ass juices glistening in the light on his large black cock. Stella had no choice but to accept it as he pressed it through the ring gag into her mouth. 

The tip hit her tongue and she could immediately taste the sour cum and smell her own ass on his cock. She wanted to move back and gag but before she could even think through her options, the boy grabbed the back of her head and thrust his cock all the way down her throat. 

She tried to remember her throat training as he pumped every inch in and out of her, clearly taking advantage of her inability to resist like nothing more than a fleshlight. 

Stella had heard his father tell them not to show her mercy, but she thought maybe the boys would go easy anyway. She was wrong. 

After a couple minutes the first boy grabbed her and pressed as deep as he could, shooting his load down her throat. 

Stella winced as he withdrew his cock. Unable to close her mouth, her face was now a mess of tears, snot, and saliva. Before she could catch her breath however, the second boy approached and without any regard for her, forced his cock right down her throat like his brother had. 

Another several minutes went by, only this time the boy pulled out and came all over Stella’s face. She was humiliated and degraded, with this young black man's cum dripping down her chin in front of this room full of people. 

She wasn’t sure what was happening, but her entire body was about to give out and she could barely see. 

“Congratulations my boys,” the king said. Everyone cheered as the same man who had swapped her gag, stepped in, waiting on instruction from the king. 

“Let’s ensure the slave is secure in my boy's chambers for the evening, and beginning at sunrise, it will be transferred to the mess hall for all to enjoy.”

Stella was brought to her feet and her hands secured before a hood placed over her head. She panicked as she was led out of the room. The voices grew quieter and she was pushed down a long hallway with a few twists and turns. 

Finally, she was led through a large doorway and slowly turned around. Her hands were unlocked but she dared to move. The men pressed her backwards onto what felt like a table. 

Immediately, her neck was secured down and her wrists bolted to the sides. Lastly, they folded her legs back up, securing them to posts that rose up towards the ceiling. 

She’d been in a similar position at STC and had grown to hate it, it left her so vulnerable. She waited in darkness as the men left. 

It was quiet and she waited patiently, crying every few minutes at her predicament. Not only was she now totally exposed, but her tattooed and pierced pussy was perfectly on display now to whoever entered the room. 

Hours went by before the boys stumbled into the room. Stella recognized their voices, though she could tell they were slightly intoxicated.

“Bro, I almost forgot about this cunt,” said one of the brothers.

The other let out a laugh as she could hear him undressing, “who cares, it’s just a fucktoy.”

Stella was miserable, they were talking about her as if she couldn’t hear them just a couple feet away. 

Suddenly, one of them grabbed her left breast and squeezed hard. She winced in pain and squirmed as much as she could in her metal bonds. 

“Haha, look at it fucking move,” the boy laughed. 

The other one walked over and slowly pressed on the base of her butt plug, “can you imagine, never being able to cum again bro? This fucking thing would rather take our fucking cocks in it’s shitter than it’s pussy.”

Stella wanted to scream, as if she’d been given any choice about any of this. These boys couldn’t be more wrong, but she wasn’t exactly in a position to be arguing with them.

“You want another go?” The boy said to his brother.

“You go ahead man, I’ll be right behind you”

Without warning, the plug was withdrawn from Stella’s still aching hole. The boy wasted no time and slid his cock into her ass. She wanted desperately to push away but it was worthless. 

The boy picked up pace, leaving her bound and hooded to take it. 

After a couple minutes, his brother returned. “Alright, my turn,” he said.

“But I haven’t cum yet man”

“I don’t care bro, use it’s other hole.”

Stella couldn’t believe the exchange. They literally saw her as simply a set of holes to cum in. 

Suddenly, the boy pulled out and for a split second, her ass felt relief before his brother slid right in replacing him. 

Her hood was ripped off quickly and before her eyes could adapt to the light they got dark again and she realized what was happening. 

The brother had gotten up on the table and was kneeling above her, as he slid his dick down her throat. 

Stella was getting pounded from both ends. She couldn’t tell if it was on purpose or not, but somehow their rhythms were perfectly synchronized to press each other deeper with every thrust. 

Her body was bucking and squirming but the boys were young, strong, and easily able to overpower her. 

Between the alcohol and already having fucked her earlier, they both lasted quite some time. Finally, after nearly 20 minutes they finally shot their loads almost simultaneously. 

Stella could barely breathe but she tried to collect herself as the one boy placed the hood over her head before she could even regain her focus.

“Hey man, don’t forget what dad said, plug it’s hole so it doesn’t tighten up.” 

With that, the boy pressed the large plug into Stella’s ass and sealed his cum deep inside. 

She was ready to sleep, or at least try to, but unfortunately, the boys didn’t have her keys, and she’d be waiting until sunrise for what would happen next.

TO BE CONTINUED