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- Fleshlights in all three holes secured into place, with a 2 cocked strapon above my cunt, and a loose double ended dildo to slide in for shared throat fucking. Extra stretch for all holes.

- being storage for the sex toys at a party. On my back, legs strung up spread wide open, with all kinds of dildos and vibes shoved into me waiting for another person to pull one out to play with. Mouth too, gagging and drooling around a handful of cocks.

-Being a requestable hotel service. You'd ask for the intimate relief package and arrive to your hotel room to find me all bound up and presented in your shower, maybe with customized add-ons. Want me to be sitting on a foot long horse cock? Full bladder? Tits bound up till they go purple? Special costumes? Want them to stick a vibe in me and leave me until you get there? Love that. I can just imagine someone asking for a bunch of particulars (o ring gag, snug collar, full bladder, large buttplug inserted, breasts bound tightly, nipple clamps on) and showing up to wreck me all night.

- also at a hotel, being a special feature in the pool area/changing rooms where you can get some relief before or after hitting the pool (alternatively: signs with arrows pointing at my ass with a spreader or speculum init saying ' don't pee in the pool. Pee in me instead')

He's here for some kind of business conference, from what I gathered. He works long hours and that is why he added the intimate relief package when he booked the room. He requested an anally trained slut and various toys. I'm just not sure why I'm to be ready hours before his conference finishes.

I look at the instruction sheet and sign it. My boss would be setting me up for the customer. I will be released of all bounds after he's left the room in the morning, shower, eat and prepare for when he'll come back - he requested the same slut for the whole week so he wouldn't have to get used to a new one every night. Any add-ons to the intimate relief package will cost him extra, but it was obvious that his employer payed for the whole stay, including any extras.

I enter the room. It's already prepared. I can see several buttplugs on the table, lube, vibes and rope. He had requested that I wear a ball gag when I'm not sucking him off, so he wouldn't have to hear me talk. There are several other things and toys in a box for later.

I take off my clothes. Boss will be taking them into my locker when he leaves.

"Your ready?", he asks and I nod. My jaw will hurt after sucking off the customer and wearing the ball gag for the whole night. It's the first thing he puts on me, strapping it tight behind my head. I can already feel drool gathering in the corner of my mouth. The slut drools on herself; they love it.

He binds my hands behind my back. It's a pretty standard request, especially with businessmen. They like being in control, but this one goes further than that.

My boss sets up a chair. There are two dildos installed on it. Boss lubes both of them up. I can see that he's getting hard. No matter how often he sets the hotel's sluts up for the intimate relief package, he always gets hard doing it.

He leads me over to the chair and steadies me as I align my cunt and asshole with the dildos. They're both quite large. It seems to be the customers way to make sure I'm prepared. Maybe it's better this way, the last few didn't particularly like fucking my ass - they got off while shooting their cum inside my pussy. So if he actually wants to fuck my ass I better be prepared for it.

I feel the bigger dildo at my pussy now and sink down onto it until the other one nudges my asshole. I moan a little when the boss pushes at my shoulders. Both dildos glide into me until I'm fully seated, the sensation is overwhelming, making me moan at how full I feel.

I glance at the clock in the room. It'll be another two hours until the customer comes here and I'll have to wait, stuffed full of fake cock. The thought makes me mewl.

"Good slut", says the boss. His cock is out and he's stroking himself. But then he stops and starts strapping my ankles to the legs of the chair. My arms are bound and trapped behind me. With a lot of effort, I could try and fuck myself on the cocks, but I don't try. It's not a good idea while the boss is still here, he'll think I'm not being used enough and then he'll schedule training sessions and I work enough as it is. This hotel is famous for its intimate relief packages and other extras like free-use sluts in the pool area and cockwarming services during meetings.

The boss is rummaging around in the box, pulling out nipple clamps. I have to moan again at the sight of them. I must've missed them in the instruction sheets. My nipples are so sensitive that it'll be a pain to have to wait until they're properly played with by the customer. Boss attaches them while I keep moaning around the gag. He adds a chain to them and tugs as if it was the reigns of a horse. Bastard's grinning, too. He knows how sensitive they are and they've already been hard from the sensation of being filled like this.

He tugs at them occasionally while he strokes himself. I know he won't finish on me or the customer will be displeased but the sight of his hard cock is driving me insane while I can't get any friction like this. I feel frustrated already, stuffed like this with no way to get off. He notices it in my gaze.

"Horny, huh, slut? You want these cocks fucking you, right?" he asks and I nod.

"Want some clit stimulation too, huh?", and I nod frantically, yes, please, anything. But he's just laughing at how horny and desperate I am already.

"You'll have to wait sweetheart", he says. "But I don't think you'll get bored", he adds and winks at me. "Now that you're all set up, the reception desk will inform him. Both dildos currently lodged inside your tight holes are remote controlled. He has the app installed already on his phone. The access code will be given to him any minute now. You'll have some fun until he gets here."

My eyes get huge at that. It's two hours until he's due to come to his room and both of my holes are filled with vibes?? I'm already overwhelmed at the fullness, I don't know how I'll manage- uuuuuh. My eyes flutter close as the rod in my ass starts to vibrate at the highest setting. I mewl and moan and the last thing I hear before the door closes is my boss laughing.

He'll get one of the other sluts to suck him off, I know it.

The vibrations stops as soon as it came, making me so much more desperate than before, but then the vibe in my pussy starts to vibrate at a low setting.

Oh god. It might be two hours, but it'll feel like a lifetime. I watch the clock as the vibes get off irregularly. The customer really wants me to be desperate and ready for him. He seems to know how much I'd need to get off and stops before I reach orgasm.

Stuffed and desperate like this, I wait for him.

It starts out a little painful and almost intrinsically dirty feeling. It’s like your body doesn’t know what to do with the sensation and it’s confused. You feel the urge to push whatever you’re sticking in right back out.

Then it starts to feel… oddly good. New nerves wake up. You feel every centimeter because you’re so tight. You start to see why people like this. You want to try more things: glass, silicone, bumpy toys vs smooth ones.

Then i want it to stop until i beg enough. I want to be forced to shake my ass in the air, trying desperately to press my bound thighs together for friction, for anything. I want to be forced to say the dirtiest things, egged on by my Dom, until Im spouting the filthiest, most depraved pleas.

The magic words are, "Please, stretch me open til I break!"

Then, i want a fat, thick fucking dildo stuffed into my pussy. No preparation, no smaller toys. Just the blunt head of a silicon cock teasing my little hole. I want to be afraid, i want to eat my words as i beg, try to take it back.

Then it pushes into me, just an inch, and i scream, because it's going to tear me apart, please, stop!!!!

"But you asked for this," they purr, "remember?" Then they force it deeper, slapping my ass and thrusting shallowly into my tight pussy. It hurts, but then they rub my clit, and ohhhh relief in pleasure, don't stop, don't stop,

But good sluts don't cum until they're full of cock. And this one isnt nearly inside me yet.

So they edge me, over and over and over until Im sobbing and incoherent, dripping down my Dom's hands and onto the sheets, drooling as i babble for mercy.

Finally, finally, the dildo slides it's final inch into me. I writhe,breathless, clit throbbing, head spinning, pussy clenching frantically as i struggle to cum, please, God ,please make my little body cum, please, please-

Then the ratcheting of duct tape unrolling, and the cold stickiness of several lengths of tape against my thighs and ass, sealing the massive dildo inside me. I moan, my pussy already aching with the girth inside me stretching me wider and wider, throbbing as it tries to push the intruding length out. Useless. It's buried to the hilt in me, and i can't escape.

"Please," i whimper, squirming, clawing at the sheets. "I-it's in, it's in, please, ohhhh it hurts, it hurts, please let me cum, please! Please!" The ache grows more and more each second, my walls stretched to the limit, my cervix crushed against the head of the dildo. My brain gets fuzzier and fuzzier, my eyes rolling back as overstimulation sets in.

Then, i feel ice cold lube drip onto my asshole. My body shocks, jerking, the implications settling into my hazy mind as a blunt object presses against my asshole. "No, baby, you aren't done yet," my Dom purrs, rubbing the rim of what feels like a beer bottle around and around my asshole, "Good sluts don't get to cum until they're full, don't you remember?"

I cry out, begging, gasping, squirming and then choking as the movement sends spasms through my stuffed pussy. "N-no!! No more, I'll break, I'll fucking break, you can't! Please!!!!!"

The bottle begins to slide in, and i scream, my ass throbbing as the glass crushes the wall of my pussy against the dildo. So full, so fucking full!!! I try to wriggle away, but to no avail. I can only go backwards, push my ass further up the neck of the bottle, and it just keeps getting wider and wider and wider and "AAA!!"

I choke out a sob, my holes clenching in defiance as the bottle pushes deeper and deeper, centimeter by agonizing centimeter sliding inside my slicked ass. My pussy is now dripping a constant stream of slick onto the bed, my mouth hanging open as endless, pitiful pleas dribble from my mindless lips.

"It hurts so good," i mumble, gasping lowly as the bottle gets wider again. It must be a wine bottle, my ass feels like it's being stretched wider and wider each second.

They chuckle, twisting the bottle cruelly until i scream. My pussy feels so crushed, simultaneously stretched beyond belief by the dildo and pressed back into shape by the bottle. "You want more?" they ask.

"N-no..."

A quick thrust of the bottle forces it what feels like inches deeper into my ass. I scream, clawing the sheets as i quickly change my answer. "Yes! YES, give me more, please be gentle, oh god!!!"

"Good girl," they smile.

It never stops, or at least it never seems to. An eternity passes before the bottle finally reaches its hilt, it's lip, neck, and body buried deep in my ass. Im beyond words, beyond thought. My body is racked by pain and hazy pleasure. I can't think, i can't move without causing myself pain. Dimmly, i hear the sound of duct tape ripping, and feel the strips being layered over my asshole. Im completely sealed, stuffed beyond anything i thought i could take. It hurts.

"P-pleaase," i moan, my dripping pussy throbbing for release. "w-wann' cummm."

They laugh, and i barely feel the stinging smack they deliver across my ass. My clit pulses, and i choke.

The buzz of the vibrator reaches my ears seconds before it touches my clit. I almost cum, arching my back and almost screaming as my ass and pussy nearly break. It's agony, it's bliss, it's-

A sharp slap to my clit nearly makes me black out. I let out a keening wail, babbling senselessly, bucking for more. "Please, god, please!" Another slap, and i bury my face in the mattress and scream.

"Do you want to cum?" they ask.

"Yes!" I cry, tears pricking my eyes.

"Do you think you deserve to cum?" they ask, and I can hear the malicious smile in their voice. I know it's a trap. I just don't care.

"Yes! Please, I did what you wanted, I was a good girl, I'm so fucking full, please! Please let me cum, I was good!"

"What are you?"

"I'm a good slut!" I cry, reveling in the blush in my cheeks and the hot sting of another slap.

The vibrator flicks on. "Good girl."

I whimper, trying to push my clit towards the sound, then it flicks off again. "Hm..." They say, as if considering, "Should we fill your pretty mouth, too?"

"N-no," I whine, "I-I can't take more, I need to cum, I need to stop, it hurts so much, please let me stop."

Mercifully, they pet my head and murmur, "Alright, good girl."

The vibrator flicks on, pressed lightly to my clit, and I explode. My body crashes in upon itself, my ass and pussy in brilliant agony as they seize upon the toys inside me, clenching brutally tightly as I cum. I can feel the tape start to give, but my Dom presses hard against the butts of the toys, pushing their lengths back inside me. My body shakes, then collapses. I quiver, the pain quickly replacing the pleasure. Tears flow freely down my face as the toy flips off, and the ropes holding me down come loose.

"T-take them out," I whimper, too broken to beg properly.

"Yes, baby, right now." They promise, slowly pulling the tape from my skin. I moan, crying openly as the bottle pops free of my ass, leaving it gaping and sore. The dildo doesn't come as quickly, and my Dom has to pull and thrust it slowly out of my tortured pussy. Finally, it comes out, and I sag. My pussy and ass, both ruined thoroughly.

When I sob “yes, please please stop raping my cunt,” tell me that you don't think I really mean that until I'm begging you to stop and insisting that I do mean it.

You’re taking it pretty well, but it’s just a little bit more than you can handle, you can’t quite get to the base. Suddenly, you feel their hand on the back of your head and they slowly, but firmly, push you towards the wall, the dildo sliding deep down your throat. You’re struggling now, gagging and tearing up, it’s so deep, deeper than you’ve ever taken anything in your throat.

You hope that your dom will let go soon, so you can get a breath, but that’s when you hear it. As you reach the base of the dildo, there’s a click, as the ring gag attaches to the base. Your dom pulls their hand away, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Your gag is locked in place at the base of the dildo, keeping you from pulling back.