Keep On Serving Cunt Novels & Stories

“And please be discreet, you have a young now.” "True. She doesn't need to add this to her soundtrack, I bet mama has given her enough for this world and beyond.” She moves up the stairs, playing with her cunt as she wiggles her cunt and moan shamelessly. I giggle and turn to leave, surprised to see the servant by the door. In slutty times like this, it's their duty to look away and go deaf. I wave him a quick bye and move out when he opens the door.

They would all use me as they wanted to, and my cunt grew squishier at the thought. Rob started dealing while I went to fill everyone's order. I came back with everyone's order and served them. Master won the first hand after the deal and I sucked his cock again. He wasn't hard this time, having just cum and his watch timer went off when his time was up. He was going to be scrupulously fair, I was sure.

"Sixteen, thank you sir. I did sir." Cindy and Dawn had paused to watch, listening as Cindy's mom admitted to liking her daughter licking her cunt. "Is your daughter a good cunt licker, slave?" Smack. "Seventeen, thank you sir. She's excellent, sir." "Did you cum hard, slave." Smack. "Eighteen, thank you, sir. Very hard, Master." "I guess that makes you as big a slut as every other slave here, doesn't it?" Smack.

Over and over they take turns and my mouth cunt and ass are all well worked and totally used until I can’t cum any more. Hours pass - not that I know - I am lost in the pleasure unbridled and unmatched by any feeling I had ever had before. Sven moves then guys off me. ‘Do you think it’s time?’ he asks. ‘Yes Sven please do it.’ I lay on the bed playing with my totally fucked cunt, my clit still giving out a resemblance of pleasure from the over use it has received. The guys surround me. Kevin - the dumb cunt – is still sat in the chair. I wonder if he is tied there - no matter this is about me not him.

“Ahhhhhhh! More, babe! More! What you’re doing feels so good! I’m going crazy over your huge c0ck! Ahhhh! Mmmm! Mmmm! More! Faster! I’m going to cvm again! Ahhhh!” “Yeah! Yeah, Cyrene! Squeeze my c0ck so we can come together! Uhm! Uhm! Milk my cck just like the first time I took you! I’m really not going to stop! We’re going to get your pvssy used to this, aren’t we? Uhm! Uhm! Uhhhhh! I will pleasure you, and you’ll be feeling me until tomorrow! Uhhh! Uhhhh! Cvm, Mama! Cvm on my cck!”

The older man at the door looked back and forth between my tormentor and me. His kind eyes were filled with confusion. It was clear that he did not know what to do. “This… He…” The cleaner pointed at me. My tormentor remained stunned for a moment. Then, he seemed to think of something, and his expression relaxed. His tone became arrogant as he said, “What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone discipline their servant?” He pointed at me too, the gold ring on it gleaming, and shot me a warning gaze.