With three loads of cum inside me from two different men I'd just met tonight, I thought I was done. I was tired and spent, my cheek and lip were sore from how hard Lucas had slapped me that led to my second orgasm tonight. I was satisfied, ready to relax with a drink and watch the other kinksters at the orgy, but I guess Mistress had other plans. 

“Alright, who wants to fuck my slut next?”

“What- Mistress?” I stared at her in disbelief, still naked and panting from the hard fucking Lucas had just given me. 

“What?” She gave me a challenging, condescending look that made my heart flutter. “Don't you want to be the star of the show, little goddess?”

Well... I mean I did, but... 

I didn't have time to protest any further when an unfamiliar man stepped onto the stage and made his way over to me. He didn't even bother speaking to me, he simply flipped me onto my belly and pulled his shorts down. Oh my god, this was really happening? Mistress watched me closely, and I didn't bother to resist. Doing this will make her happy, right? I meant it when I said I'd do anything to make her proud of me. 

The man unceremoniously shoved his hard cock into my pussy, still wet from my orgasm, and began fucking me. Any of Lucas’s cum that was about to drip out of me was fucked right back in.

“Ah!” I moaned as I gripped the sheets beneath me. I grimaced and took his fucking, desperate to make Mistress proud. When I opened my eyes, all I saw was another cock crowding my vision. 

“Can I fuck your face?” Yet another man asked. Before I could respond, Mistress addressed him.

“You don't ask her, you ask me,” she smirked. “And yes, be my guest.”

Oh my god! Seriously? The man grabbed my cheeks and I parted my lips to allow him entry. I immediately had to fight the urge to gag as he shoved himself down my throat. The guy at my pussy kept up his rhythm, pounding me as I choked.

“Mmf!” I tensed up. The guy fucking my throat gave me one merciful second to breathe before shoving himself right back in. He groaned in pleasure and I realized I was going to have to swallow his load. Sure enough, he came first, and shot his hot jizz right down my throat. He pulled out, leaving nothing but a trail of spit and his salty aftertaste. 

“Guh...ugh,” I grimaced again, swallowing. That's three men's cum so far. It was soon four, when the man fucking my cunt unloaded into me as well. How many does it take to be a certified cum dumpster? 

“Next?” Mistress called. 

I could barely wipe the sweat from my brow when another cock filled my vision. There was really no use resisting. So I took the man in my mouth and slurped him up and down. I didn't even see the other guy approach me, I was just filled with cock again without even seeing his face. 

“Ah..mmm,” I moaned into the dick in my mouth as the guy behind me sunk himself deep into my cunt. He didn't even last a minute, he was just another load in me. He was quickly replaced by another man, then another.... And another...

I lost track of how many men had creampied me already.  Six? Seven? I slurped a new cock, not caring about the drool dribbling down my chin. The world narrowed and all I could sense was each man with their hands on me, slapping my ass and pulling my hair - both their cocks inside me at the same time. I didn't know whether to measure in dicks or minutes, but either way I was losing track, sinking blissfully into a single minded purpose. When the next load of jizz slid down my throat, it was like a switch flipped in me. I didn't even care anymore, I was just doing this because I was meant to. Because Mistress was right there, and it made her happy, right? I glanced at her and saw her smiling sadistically at me. I was just happy she was happy. 

I suddenly found myself on my back, not even aware of when that happened. The next man stepped up to my face and I just let him do whatever he was going to do. I deepthroated him for several thrusts, then to my surprise he pulled out and stroked his cock, shooting his cum into my naked tits. 

“Heh... What a dirty little cock whore. I bet you love this,” he sneered at me. He slapped me across my dirty tits. “Bitch.”

I gasped, the sting and the feeling of his seed on me made me lose any last sense of myself. He was right, I was a nasty little cock whore. Nothing but a dirty, used up slut, servicing man after man, one right after the other. Just a beat up set of wet holes for their pleasure. How many loads did it take to be a certified cum dumpster? I don't know, but I had definitely made it. 

I blinked and suddenly something was at my lips again. I took it into my mouth before realizing it was a water bottle. Huh? I looked up with unfocused eyes at Mistress, feeding me some much needed water. 

“Mm... Mistress?” I blinked at her. 

“You're doing so great,” she stroked my tangled hair. “Just a few more...”

“A-am I doing good?” I mumbled.

“Oh, yes little goddess. You're my perfect little cumslut. Now go make me proud,” she kissed my forehead and waved the next guy over to me. 

“Yes, Mistress...” I smiled lazily at her. Anything for her...