My master went from sharing me with his friends to renting me out.

It started out innocently enough. He knew I had a gangbang fetish but was afraid to jump in too quickly. He also had friends he’d shown me off to. Making me wait on them in skimpy outfits while they watched sports or had boys days.

I’d serve them in just an apron and panties. Making sure they got plenty of views of my full ass and toned back. My master makes sure I stay in shape by having me be his pet at the gym too, always picking out outfits that will draw attention.

I can tell they enjoy it. My master likes the power dynamic too I think. Control over me and dangling something they want right over their noses. It turns me on to know they probably think about me jerking off when they get home at night and that my master gets to have fun playing with his friends too.
One day he decided to reward some of them. I don’t really know what spurred it on in him. One day he texted me and told me to be clean and done up by the time he home, complete with the specific thong I should wear. He said he had a surprise coming this afternoon.

It always make me a little anxious when he uses the word surprise. I’m used to it meaning he’s going to explore something new or that I’ve said scares me. Today it would be both.

When he got home he didn’t tell me too much. Only that there would be only one safe word today and it would be a full stop to what was happening. He put a blindfold on me, then bound my hands in front of me and took me to the bathroom.

Master has an amazing shower. It’s like it’s own small room with a bench and multiple shower heads and adjustable lighting. Inside are metal loops embedded in the walls and ceiling so that I can be bound there. Today he brings me in and pushes me onto my knees below the main showerhead and clips my wrists to a loop overhead. Usually this is the position if he wants to use my face or punish me. But as soon as he is done securing me to the wall he leaves.

I wrack my brain for what rule I may have broken or what I could have done to make him mad.

I knelt in the dark of the shower for what felt like a long time. Occasionally I could hear my master moving about the house. I figured this must be some kind of game. When the front door shut heavily I jumped a little and my heart started pounding. Did he leave me here alone?
No.

It was so much the opposite. Male voices drifted through the house. My heart pounded faster still. We’d talked about him sharing me. I hadn’t realized it would happen so suddenly. The idea started to make me wet. I squirmed in my restraints. They were laughing. Boisterous. Was master doing this intentionally. After some time passed, and I started to get sore from holding the position for so long, I wondered if it would happen at all. If master was just trying to fuck with my head. Did his friend even know what was going on? Was he tormenting his friend in the same way. Keeping me just out of sight.

Master has a gift for timing. I heard them getting closer. The bravado was gone from their voices. They were just in the next room talking in low voices, tinted with urgency and excitement. I’d forgotten my discomfort and sat up trying to make my posture the way he liked. The bathroom door creaked open. Then the shower glass door. Masters voice echoed in the large shower.
“Enjoy.”
That was it. I heard him walk out of the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

My breathing was hard to control and my chest was on fire. I could feel the other man in the room he was silent, doing what I don’t know.

He moved closer and stroked the top of my head. “Your man’s a great friend.”
Roy. My master knew I’d always found him attractive out of all his friends. He was a man of few words who was passionate about his hobbies. He would always look while I was serving them but never ogle like a fool.
“He said you have a very talented mouth. And that I could do what I want with you as long as your panties stay on and you stay bolted to the wall here.”
My voice was caught in my throat. I hadn’t been with any other men since master made me his. I didn’t know what to say or if I should talk at all.

Roy knelt down so his body was practically on top of mine. He grabbed both my tits suddenly and aggressively squeezing and kneading. It hurt. I cried out and one of his hands shot over my mouth. He kept squeezing my tit with his other hand. His mouth went for my free nipple. He worked on my tits for a while. Letting his mouth travel over my body but always coming back to what he wanted most. He sucked and nipped like a hungry baby. The sounds of his slurping and satisfied grunts echoed around us. He pushed two fingers into my mouth and down my throat.
“Suck on them.”
I was obedient. I wondered what master thought of this. If he was listening, or if he’d just given me away without caring.

Roy popped back to his feet. I breathed freely and deeply, certain of what would come next. My blindfold had been jostled while he enjoyed my body. I could see Roy with one eye. Delight gleamed in his eyes. His pants fell around his ankles.
“Go on show me what you’re so good at.”
His cock brushed my lips. I sucked him into my mouth and down my throat in one big gulp. His cock was thinner and more curved than masters, making it easier to breathe around. I went to work. My tongue was always active and my throat kept his head happy. It.was fun having something different shaped to play with. He did little more than stand still and sigh, swearing occasionally.

I wouldn’t have taken him for a fast cummer but all told I think I spent less time sucking on him than he had on my tits. He pumped with hips a little when he came. A glob of cum slid down my throat he pulled out of my mouth and pulsed again leaving a strand across my face dripping down to my tits.
“Damn. That was better than I’d imagined. He told me to do this when I was done.”
The faucet squealed and I was drenched with cold water. He took off the head and used it to clean off my face and chest.
“Sorry.” He said and left in a hurry.

I knelt there shivering, and listened to master see his friend off, I’m pretty sure I heard him say “next time” which made me tingle. Master came back. “Did you do good?” He asked. I told him I hoped I did. “Did you have fun?” I told him I did. “Good girl.” He tenderly toweled me off. Then he unhooked me from the wall and took me to our room. He bent me over our bed and injected lube into my ass. He fucked me rough, not bothering to warm me up at all. He called me a whore the whole time. I think he was right. All the buildup made it easy to cum when he played with my clit and fingered me while he pumped my guts. He finished and pulled out. He replaced his cock with a plug that kept his cum sealed in me

What came next was a shock. He put my panties back on and returned me to the shower. He said another friend was coming. Two more men came into the shower that night. The first was another friend of his I recognized who fucked my face so hard I had to pull away to to gag and hack but my restraints made it hard. He was merciless, and talked about how he’d been imagining fucking all my holes for months now, as he ravaged my throat. He repeated the process of hosing me down. And left me dripping.

The next man was a stranger. I’m pretty sure he was a delivery guy or something. He was apprehensive and left once without touching me only to return and say he could really do whatever he wanted. He had me back bend and fucked my tits for a while before having me suck on his balls while he jerked off. He finished in my mouth and said it must have been his lucky day. He left without hosing me down. Master came in and did it himself. When he was satisfied I was clean he fully untied me and took me to bed.

“Do you want to do more?”
I told him I do.
“Do you want to be gangbanged?”
I told him it was scary, but I do.
He kissed me on the head, called me a disgusting whore, and said he’d start setting things up.

Tbc….

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