This was around 2.5 years ago. I couldn't believe it when I found myself living with four of my friends for an entire month, and becoming their personal plaything. I had already been sleeping with two of them for the past few months, but I never imagined it would escalate to this.

At first, it started off as harmless flirting and innuendos. I was already sleeping with two of them, but I had no idea that they had discussed sharing me among the four of them. It all came to a head one night when they presented me with a proposition: I would become their "free use slut" for the month, allowed to wear no clothing in the apartment and available for their every desire. They were so comfortable because they knew how slutty I was.

I was hesitant at first, but the thought of being so desired and used by my friends was too enticing to resist. I agreed, and thus began a month of debauchery and hedonism.

They used me in every way imaginable, and some I had never even considered. I was their plaything, their toy, their personal fuck doll. And I loved every minute of it. My friends would make me dance and walk on all fours for their entertainment. I would perform tricks and stunts, all while completely nude. It was humiliating, but in a way that turned me on.

They would make me do degrading things like lick their boots clean or serve them food on my hands and knees.

I was not allowed to wear any clothing, not even panties. I was completely exposed at all times, my body on display for their viewing pleasure. They would touch me, grab me, and use me at any moment they desired. I was always ready and willing, my body primed and eager for their touch.

They would fuck me in every room of the apartment, in every position imaginable. I was their insatiable slut, always ready for more. I would suck their cocks, take their loads, and beg for more.

They would use me in groups, three or four at a time. I was their personal porn star, always ready to put on a show. They would fill every hole, using me until I was sore and dripping with their cum.

I was their object, their property. I was theirs to use and abuse as they pleased. And I loved it. I loved the feeling of being desired, being used, being their slut.

As the month came to a close, I knew I would miss this arrangement. The thought of going back to "normal" life was daunting. But I knew it was time to return to reality.

I packed my bags, said my goodbyes, and left the apartment, leaving behind a month of debauchery and hedonism.