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true story about marlene

... drenched with my own excitement. The blade glinted in the light again as it was used to cut away my only skimpy protection, revealing my shaved lips glistening wet in the little light there was. I knew I was totally at their mercy now, the sight of my body so on show would drive them on to further acts. The cold air hit me now, goose-bumps covering my arms, making my teeth chatter. Still I said nothing, staring ahead with no emotion, now becoming the submissive I had always craved. I think the guy taking the lead was less d***k than his friends, and possibly more experienced, his piecing look going to my soul, seemingly knowing exactly what my inner desires were. "Pull this slut's legs open guys, I want a closer look at her tasty cunt," my tormentor ordered, knowing the pack would follow him. I quivered at his words, his use of slut and cunt sparking something at my core. I put up some pretence of resistance as hands pulled at my inner thighs, slaps stinging my arse deliciously as punishment for fighting. I was pushed down a little, bending my knees as my legs spread, making me squat obscenely. My stranger approached, crouching before me, pushing his hand to my shaven twat. I shuddered as his fingers touched my flesh, gently tracing lines around my inner thighs, teasing me, a very light touch rubbing up the groove between my outer lips, opening my vulva as he slid a thick finger inside. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip as I trembled, concentrating on the finger slowly ...

... sliding inside me, running around my dripping velvet grip, exploring every inch. A second finger joined the first, and suddenly his movements changed, from a gentle movement to a hard, insistent finger fucking. Others crowded in, spellbound, watching his fingers open me up, so obviously coated in my slippery juices, now freely flowing from his rough invasion of my burning pussy. Pulling his fingers from me, he slid them up my stomach, leaving a wet trail all the way up to my lips. When I didn't move, another guy f***ed my mouth open, pulling my jaw apart, allowing entry to my mouth. I was f***ed to lick my own flavour from his fingers, secretly loving the degradation f***ed upon me. "What's your name slut?" he asked me as he finished screwing his fingers in and out of my mouth like some cheap cunt. "marlene," I stuttered, now completely in my new master’s control. "No, from now on, it's SLUT," he laughed, joined by his friends around him. "And you are going to be our nasty little fuck toy. You thought you could tease us all night and not pay the consequences slut?" he continued, ignoring me as I shook my head, "Well we're going to use every one of your slut holes tonight, and you're going to be a good slut and beg for more." God how did this man know how to press all my buttons? His words set fire running through my body, my inner needs for so long held back were being sparked into an uncontrollable burning heat, which raged throughout my body. "Finger yourself slut, put on a ...