As she knelt there, completely spent and covered in cum, Desiree felt Matt circling around her, taking photos with his phone. She felt a wave of humiliation wash over her, knowing that these images of her debasement would be out there forever. But at the same time, she felt a thrill of excitement and arousal, knowing that they were capturing this moment, this memory, forever.
“Look at the camera, baby,” Matt said, his phone clicking as he took a few shots of her face. “You look so pretty with all that cum on your face.”
Desiree flushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pride at his words. She licked her lips, tasting the salty tang of the men’s release.
“Turn around,” Jake said, his phone aimed at her backside. “I want a shot of that ass.”
“Spread your cheeks a little,” Jake said, moving closer and adjusting his phone. “That’s it. Perfect.”
Desiree felt a rush of heat between her legs as she obeyed, spreading her cheeks and exposing herself fully to the men. She was completely at their mercy, and the thought of that made her wet with desire.
“That’s it, baby,” Matt said, his hand trailing over her bare back. “You’re doing so well.”
Desiree shivered at his touch, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her. She wanted more, wanted to please them, to be the object of their desire. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help the way she felt.
The men continued to snap photos, capturing every angle of her body. Desiree tried to block out the shame and focus on the pleasure, on the way her body was responding to their attention.
“Okay, that’s enough,” Matt said finally, pocketing his phone. “We should let her rest now.”
Desiree let out a small sigh of relief as the men moved away from her. She couldn’t believe how much she had given herself over to them, how far she had let them go. But she knew, deep down, that she wanted more.
Jake helped Desiree up, his strong arms pulling her to her feet. As he handed her clothes back to her, his hand lingered on hers for a moment too long, sending shivers down her spine. “Where’s your spare room key? That’s ours now,” he said, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.
Desiree hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But the thrill of the evening was still coursing through her veins, and she found herself handing over the key to her room without much thought. “Here, take it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The men’s possession of her key was both terrifying and arousing, and she couldn’t quite place the feeling she had in her stomach.
“Good girl,” Matt said, his hand resting on her lower back as he took the key from her. “We’ll be seeing you soon.”
Desiree nodded, her eyes downcast as she turned to leave. She slipped her ruined dress back on, feeling the stickiness of the cum on her skin. As she walked back to her room, she couldn’t help but compare this experience to the one she had with Brian in the dressing room a week earlier. With Brian, she had felt desired, respected, and appreciated. He had been grateful to be able to touch her, and had treated her like a goddess.
But with these men, she had been nothing more than a toy, an object for their pleasure. She had been degraded and humiliated, and yet…and yet she couldn’t deny the intense pleasure she had experienced. She had never felt so alive, so wanted, so thoroughly used.
When Desiree reached her room, she closed the door and locked it behind her, feeling a sense of relief and solitude. But as soon as she took off her clothes and laid down on the bed, she knew she couldn’t escape the memories of what had just happened. Her mind kept replaying the images of the two men taking her in every way imaginable, and her body was still humming with the pleasure and pain of it all.
Desiree reached down between her legs, her fingers tracing over her wet folds and sllipping easily into her core as she moaned softly. She closed her eyes and pictured the men’s faces as they took turns thrusting into her pussy and throat.
“Oh god, yes,” she whispered, her fingers moving faster as she thought about their roughness and force. “Just like that.”
Desiree’s hips lifted off the bed, her back arching as she gave in to the pleasure building within her. She could feel the pressure building in her belly, the waves of sensation spreading through her body and making her toes curl.
Suddenly, her fingers were replaced by the image of Matt and Jake’s cocks, one pounding into her pussy and the other thrusting into her throat. She could feel the stretch and burn of both of them inside her, and she gasped for breath as she relived the sensation.
“Fuck,” she moaned, her hand moving faster as she pictured them both filling her up. “I want it so bad.”
Desiree’s other hand moved to her mouth, her fingers tracing over her lips as she remembered the taste of their cum. “Mmm,” she moaned, imagining it coating her tongue and lips once more. “So good.”
As she reached the peak of her orgasm, Desiree’s body convulsed, her hips bucking wildly as she cried out in ecstasy. The intensity of her orgasm left her gasping for air, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure rippled through her. Her hips thrust uncontrollably as she moaned and cried out, her fingers still buried deep inside her soaking wet folds. The feeling was overwhelming, and she could feel the wetness of her release soaking through the sheets beneath her.
As the orgasm began to subside, Desiree’s body was left trembling and weak, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps. She couldn’t believe how much she craved being used and objectified by these men, and it scared her. But as she lay there, spent and sweaty, she couldn’t help but compare this experience to the one she had with Brian in the dressing room a week earlier. He had been so grateful just to touch her, to be close to her. But these men had treated her like a toy, using her for their pleasure without any concern for her own desires.
Desiree knew that what had happened was wrong, but she also knew that she couldn’t resist the pull of the forbidden any longer. She had tasted the pleasure that came with surrendering herself completely to the whims of others, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before she found herself in this position again.
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