The last three men were still occupied with Hanna on the vinyl sectional. One in her mouth, another leaning down groping her tits, one vying to be the next between her thighs.

The tips of Hanna’s blonde hair grazed across the floor, as her head dangled backward over the armrest. Her cuffed wrists meant her arms would stay pinned beneath her as her mouth was wide and full with the mechanics sliding cock. Her legs were splayed open with the torn leggings promoting access to her pussy like an ornament. Krista was still kneeling down between her thighs, licking away the cum left behind by the third man who fucked her.

Hanna’s mind was consumed by Krista’s tongue, but managed to break away as she tracked the man with the red shirt through the corner of her eye, as he made his way back to his crew’s table. He bumped fists with the older man at the table as he took his stool. She remembered the older man. He was their boss and the one who fucked her first this evening. Ramos.

The young man waiting his turn quickly scrambled to take Krista’s place as she stepped away. He focused on the red slit the girl was offering, as he knelt between her open legs….. He was still in disbelief the girl was freely whoring herself out like this, and equally as anxious that the fantasy could be ripped away at any moment.

Dismissing the ‘why’s’ and his hesitation, he tapped the head of his cock on her pussy, rubbed it through the wetness and slid himself in. His eyes closed as he exhaled with a low growl. His relief was revealed to everyone in the room as the grip of her pussy soothed his aching shaft. His body relaxed as he fell into the rhythm his cock demanded to take in her cunt.

All three young men were intensely focused on the girl’s body and the sight of two cocks fucking her two holes at once. Her moans of pleasure grew louder, evolving into high-pitched shrieks that cut through the air, drowning out the rutting sounds from the men. Shrill tones that typically stir men to act on some purpose, caused a few heads to instinctively turn and assess for distress. Instead, each quickly shrugged it off and dismissed when they saw the girl being fucked.

Kasey had been monitoring the three men all along. He could see they were all actively engaged….busy……working together, and taking turns between her legs. Their coordinated maneuvers lifted her off her back. She was placed to straddle the lap of one of the men who was sitting upright on the couch. They instructed her to ride is dick backwards.

Now facing Kasey…her legs were spread for everyone to watch, riding the man sitting under her with his cock clearly buried in her open pussy. Kasey whistled down to Krista, raising his empty bottle…... prompting her to retrieve a beer. He studied the look on Hanna’s face as she rode the young mechanic, her mind was far gone now. Her eyes were glazed, her pale face was flushed……eyes rolling back. Hanna had completely handed herself over to the men, allowing them to take what they wanted from her.

Krista maneuvered her way through the tables of men with Kasey’s beer, respectfully placing it on the table. The topless, exposed woman had not gotten old to the men. Their glares were just as entitled and casual as they were two hours before.

“Thank you……#8…. When you return to 17, remind her of her purpose. She’s not focused.”, he was looking directly to Krista as she kept her eyes focused on the floor.

“Yes, Sir.”, her reply was simple. She knew why Hanna needed to be corrected.

Krista saw Hanna was now grinding on the man’s cock, taking him in to penetrate the deepest part of her pussy. Rocking her hips back and forth on his groin as if possessed, her head rocking back on the man’s shoulder, consumed with her own pleasure. Her head raised off his shoulder, as the man met her hips with a deep upward trust. A wicked smile lit up on her face as Krista approached and made eye contact with her.

“Sir is watching you! You are not doing what he said!”, the extreme alarm in her voice The sly grin disappeared from Hanna’s young face.

“Stop! You look like a fucking lazy ragdoll !!!.... You’re supposed to be fucking him! You better change it up or you’re gonna regret it.”, her warning left no questions. Filled with frustration, Krista exhaled as she returned to the Nadu position on the floor below Hanna.

Hanna realized she wasn’t really doing what Kasey had instructed when they first started. Wrists secured at the small of her back, she strained to sit up, squared her shoulders and corrected her posture as if to invite the men to touch her average firm tits…. She began to ride the man’s cock herself, mindful to how she was sliding him in and out of her pussy. Her posture was more eloquent, curving her lower back as she rode the man. With no hands for balance, it was easier to deeply grind on his lap. She mindfully worked the cock between her legs by putting pressure on the head of his cock with her insides…..She was now fucking him correctly….. and performing a dance with her pussy for those who wanted watch.

The man being fucked began to relax, easing his grip on her hips until his hands slipped to the sides on the couch. He rested his head back to watch her performance from behind. His only view was her back, curvy hips and ass covering his groin. He let himself slip away with pleasure, no longer guiding her.

Another half an hour had passed. Kasey was finished with the last beer and still watching the three men. They were still circling Hanna like a pack of dogs. Their aggression was mounting as they fed on each other’s behavior. They could sense she was more receptive, no longer resisting or impulsively closing her legs, like in the beginning. Her body was more supple and limp, taking them on with a warm smile. She mindlessly presented her ass in the air when on all fours….. and her legs were automatically spread wide, when on her back. Young Hanna’s programed shame was non-existent and completely rejected by her biological need to be bred.

The men's eagerness was now escalating to a desperate need, demanding to be quenched. Positions were rapidly changed again. The three men silent, as she was lifted from the couch and tossed to the ottoman.

Kasey saw one of the men appeared as if he were taking control of the girl for himself, disregarding the other men. ‘The kid’s mind was made up for something,’ Kasey thought….as he watched the spectacle.

The young man pushed her body to lie flat on her stomach, legs straight and closed. Drawn in by the sight of her pale rounded bottom, he was determined to drive his cock down into her cunt from behind. Seeing her wrists bound at the small of her back, he couldn’t resist the dark thoughts they triggered. He was going to give the girl what she deserved and fuck her until she was full.

He straddled her thighs and guided the head of his cock with his right hand, pushing it through the silky seam until he located the hidden entrance to her pussy. He drove himself down into her insides… pressing in as if his life depended on it. A deep groan rose from the recessed seating area as his shaft felt the girls tight, warmth soothing his shaft. He began to fuck her deeply, even though his cock was longer than any others before him. He anticipated the screams and squirming when he felt the head of his cock hit the deepest wall of her insides. He leaned into his palm centered between her shoulders to keep her still. Her sounds were quieted to muffled grunts as she struggled for air.

The other two men stood silently with zero concern for the girl, waiting, as he took his turn with the whore they were sharing.

Her pussy felt like hot, wet, silk. His brain was overwhelmed with dopamine and endorphins. His hijacked thoughts only saw her slick hole as something made for his cock....... made to elicit seed from his balls. He increased the speed of his stroke, quickly making himself ready to fill her. He glanced down to his cock as he felt the building wave and braced himself for release. His full weight sitting on her thighs, he seized a full grip of her ass in each hand, fully burying his cock through the soft seam of flesh. The sight of his red shaft buried in the crease of her pale bottom, activated him to spasm. He felt the automated reflex to press in balls-deep and hold…. channeling his seed to fill her.

After a pause, he relaxed his grip followed with a long exhale. He slipped his half-flaccid cock from her slit. Deep red whelps on her ass outlined the shape of his fingers, leaving behind evidence of a recently used female.

All tension had left his body, all animal need had abandoned his mind. His muscles were now relaxed and almost numb.

That left two more men to go, for the new girl.

Hanna lifted her head to glance around, as the two other men reached for her forearms…. then legs, …. easily lifting her by the leather waist belt. She was positioned for the final time.

Hanna was now on her knees at the edge of the ottoman with her ass in the air, shoulders down with her cheek resting against the black vinyl. The red imprints on her ass from the previous man’s grip acted as catalyst for the next man up.

The two remaining men each took their turn for the next twenty minutes, pulling out, only to exchange places between using her mouth and fucking her until one finished in her pussy.

The last young man to go had waited so long, he didn’t pause after the man before left his load. Krista was kneeling, prepared to clear the cum from Hanna’s pussy, but the last man was not concerned. He fucked the cum filled pussy the hardest of anyone so far, pounding without hesitation to work off his frustration…. His thrusts steadily increased until smacking, wet sounds could be heard by everyone. He shook her body with his impacts…. loud grunts let go from the man with each strike delivered to her insides, drilling in rhythmically to satisfy his desperate cock. The females need did not exist.

The color on his face now matched his blood-filled cock. Mirroring his extreme expression to that of a pissed off, deranged man… his glare was captured by his own cock disappearing into the cunt he intended to fill. He exploded… instinctively curling himself into her like an animal as he released into her. Their groins had all instinctively responded the same way to the whore who freely gave herself to them, overriding any hesitation or dignity they may have had as gentleman.

As the last young man was gathering himself, Krista had already stepped up to clean the cum from Hanna.

Hanna waited on her knees; ass still presented in the air as Krista’s tongue lapped the cool wetness from her thighs and pussy. She didn’t stop until she had licked away everything that had streamed down to the ottoman.

Krista deeply believed the two loads left by the men were gifts. She would never let a drop go to waste.

Kasey had conditioned her for several years to worship cock. She was his cum slut. Her pussy was conditioned to lubricate and drip at the sight of an erection and a males need to fuck.

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Kasey had made his way back down to the girls. Krista, returned to her Nadu position between the couch and ottoman.

“Up” he said, handling Hanna by the wrist, helping her sit up on her knees.

He returned his Collar to Hanna’s neck, securing it with the click of the locking clasp. He guided her to stand from the ottoman and snapped his fingers for Kristas attention, prompting her to stand next to Hanna.

“Both of you go back to my cabin…… wait by my chair.”, his instructions given as he raised the riding crop to Hanna’s mouth. She obediently took it between her teeth for the return to the cabin.

“Yes, Sir”, their replies were simultaneous, as they turned to exit.

Chapter 6 SAMANTHA

Exiting the rec room, Alex and Kasey made their way across the hall to stand outside Samantha’s cabin, drawing back the exterior curtain to peer into the newest sub’s lock-down space. Since the sun had set, automatic lights had dimmed to a low glow inside. Only shapes and figures could be made out …...but she was easily located by the men’s detail focused eyes. The red sun dress against the white linens of the bed called their attention to the center of the room.