She was pleasuring four cocks at once, sucking and fucking almost five feet of throbbing, dripping prick. She switched her mouth back and forth between Brad's and John's cocks faster and faster, jerking on both cocks with her long-fingered, delicate hands.
Gary grabbed the top of her teddy and ripped it open, spilling Donna's full, pointy tits into the open. Donna gasped with disappointment over the loss of one of her favorite outfits, but an earthy rumble of carnal pleasure at the thought of Gary stripping her clothes from her body made her tremble and cum.
She had found out weeks ago that being draped in rags could reduce her to a quivering, cumming mass. Having her clothes hanging in shreds around her sultry little body turned her on more than being completely naked or dressed in the sexiest outfit she owned.
Gary pinched her nipples until Donna squirmed in a frenzy of lust. He pulled on her nipples until her tits stretched far out in front of her, then pushed her tits together so hard that Donna moaned in pain. She bounced her ass back against him faster and harder with every new hurt he inflicted, and in moments she could feel his cock begin to jerk inside her asshole. Then Joel's cock was tensing in her cunt.
"Cumming!" Gary bellowed, spreading his fingers over the blonde's proud tits and closing his hands into tight, powerful fists. "Look at this, you little bitch-girl! Look how a real slut can make her men cum!"
Donna trembled like an injured deer as Gary blasted his jism up inside her. She was climaxing with him. Then Joel's cum blasted up inside her with the force of a hammering fist, pounding her pussy with bruising force. She almost tumbled over off the table as one climax crashed into another within her small, perfect body. An instant later, Brad and John were climaxing too, drenching her face in jism.
Dazed and confused, Donna thought that this would be the greatest moment in her life. All five of them were cumming at the same time, all four of her wonderful masters. Burning jism boiled up both her clasping fuckholes, and her shimmering pussy-cream poured back out of her cunt to cover the cocks and balls of both men.
Donna pulled John's cock out of her mouth and opened her lips as wide as she could, pumping on John's and Brad's cocks as she let them bathe her face in cock-slime. She wiggled her soft pink tongue out over her lips, catching as much of the salty fuckjuice as she could, and when the two brothers' orgasms began to weaken she pulled their cocks against her fevered flesh and smeared their jism into an even coat all over her elegant features.
"And that's what it's like, you worthless whore!" Gary growled down at Cassie. He patted Donna's creamy ass, then lifted the sleek little blonde off his brother's prick and held her in his arms. "Show her how, landlady! Show her how to do all the nasty stuff we taught you! Put on a show for us!"
"Will you fuck me again if I do?" Donna asked as he put her down on the floor.
"Fuck you and beat you and make you beg," Gary said. "Make this bitch cum until she can't see straight. I want to watch."
Donna nodded, smiling dreamily as she slid down on top of Cassie. She hoped they would fuck her really hard later, and beat her until it really hurt. She wanted to beg and cry, and feel the hard pull of ropes and chains against her body.
Donna couldn't remember much of her old life anymore, and she was forgetting more of it every day, but she didn't care. She knew everything she needed to about being a slave and a whore. She didn't need anything else.