hi sweet š« iāve been thinking about you lately. i keep thinking about the idea of sharing you⦠so many different scenarios.
i keep thinking about throwing you a free use party. of course i donāt touch you all day before the party, and i send you to bed the night before with a couple of ruins and hard edges⦠maybe i do that for a few days, just because i enjoy feeling you trying to grind on my thigh without cumming while i fall asleep.
on the day of the party i make sure youāre all ready. weāve been training you to take my biggest strap in your ass. iāve fucked your mouth, pulling your face onto my cock and not letting you pull away until iām done.
i make you beg and beg to please me. i taunt you with how wet i am, spreading my legs right in front of you and telling me you canāt touch. i tell you while i squeeze your throat that if you want to touch me, youāll have to earn it with pain. you want me to hurt you so you can taste me, donāt you?
by the time my friends walk in iāve just finished cumming on your tongue, iāve got your spiked collar on you, your ass red from spanking and clamps on your pussy. ass up in the air and your face between my legs. you canāt see whoās touching you as you feel my friend start tugging at the plug in your ass.
i tell him to stop for a second, and i flip you over. i start gently removing the clothes pins i had on you, knowing youāll keep feeling the soreness. kissing you very sweetly, i ask you if i can leave your collar on you so you know youāre all mine, is that okay love? you want to be my little toy? thatās my good boy. maybe i should even flip it so the spikes dig into your neck, what do you think? beg for it loud if you like that idea, sweet one, just so my friends know you love being hurt by me.
when iām done i call my friend over, and you can see him hard through his boxers. you take his first orgasm down your throat.
if you prepped me with all of that id be so delirious with want that i wouldnāt even hear your friends coming in i bet, only breaking focus from my tongue on your pussy and the delicious stinging pain across my body when i felt the plug start to pull out of my ass. i might be surprised for a second, make a cute little noise but id keep my mouth on you until you told me to stop. id know if someone was touching me its because you gave them permission, no need to worry about how they would use me or if i know who they are
when you flip me over id lay spread for you while you took off the clothespins, gasping when the particularly sensitive ones pulled away from my skin. id beg for the spikes of the collar as everyone finished filing into the room, focused only on pleasing you and showing everyone what a good masochistic pet i am for you, begging to be hurt and used to get everyone off. secretly because thatās what gets me off, might even be a better high than an orgasm šµāš« id beg for you to make the spikes dig in, beg for the deep sting, almost an ache, that comes when the collar is tightened properly. id beg for it to be pulled, for my throat to be stretched by the biggest cocks in the room so i can feel the spikes digging in when my throat bulges to accommodate them
and once your friend started to fuck my throat i would get exactly what i wanted. youād have me so well trained he wouldnāt need to warm me up either, heād only need to worry about his own pace, his own pleasure. i hope he would fuck my throat hard, thrusting to the hilt and keeping a consistent pace. even with your training thereād be spit and tears running down my face, and the sounds of me trying to sneak in breaths and not gag.
the cherry on top would be him placing his hand around my throat, over the collar, and squeezing, digging the spikes in from the outside while he simultaneously hilts his cock and pushes my throat against the spikes from the inside. everyone in the room would be able to see my pussy gushing when he did, begging to be used just as hard
heād cum down my throat and pull out, and all iād be able to do is catch my breath and whimper out a thank you, shaking from the feeling of being used so well. and that would just be the beginning, as more and more of your friends walked up to take their turn with me šš«