Dana immobilized Conner by fastening his wrists and ankles to the extremities of the milking horse. Her hands travelled up the backs of his spread thighs and pried open his buttocks. Under the watchful gaze of the other women she worked lubricant into Conner’s hole, taking time to locate his prostate. Conner moaned invitingly for his audience.
“Good slut.” Dana squeezed and petted his raised buttocks. “Mouth open! You will attempt to lick any pussy that comes close to your tongue. Understand cock-whore?”
Conner grunted, as he had been taught by Anna. He understood that, as the main attraction, he was solely available for their amusement this evening. He would be their indispensable tool, all night long. He just had no idea of how long the night was going to be.
Dana reached between his splayed legs. She was pleased to find his cock still hard. With deft movements she encircled Conner’s hanging balls with an elastic, one-size-fits-all cock ring, then weighed the bulging nut sack in her palm. Finally she lathered Conner’s cock and balls with more lubricant.
“Ladies and ladies,” Dana called out. “The entertainment is ready for your inspection.” She gave Conner’s ass a resounding slap and backed away from the helpless sub. Conner’s corresponding grunt signalled his availability. Open for business.
A tall black woman in heels and a black thong paced slowly around the nude white sub on display. Her manicured hand traced the arch of his lower back and rested on his upthrust ass for a moment before sliding between his legs. She used the tightly bound ball sack to pull Conner’s stiff cock down for easier access. Holding him in place by his balls, the woman began milking the male sub like a farm animal.
“What sound does a man-cow make,”the woman asked? Embarrassed, Conner made the bawling noise he had heard milk cows make when they were attached to milking machines.
“SMACK!” Her hand slapped the sub’s extended ass. “Louder cow-tit! Let everyone hear you!”
“MOOO!” Conner bellowed, and heard laughter around him as the black woman slapped his ass and pulled on his cock like a cow’s tit.
As the black woman milked him, another woman hiked up her short skirt and squatted in front of Conner’s face. She pushed her wet, pantyless crotch against his mouth.
“Lick,” she commanded. Conner obeyed. Her pussy was musky and warm. Conner knew she was the first of many. It was early in the evening and there were at least six women watching their two colleagues use him. They were just getting started.
The woman milking him made space for another participant. Conner felt the head of a a dildo penetrate his meticulously prepared fuck hole. The strap-on was easily as large as the biggest latex cock he had been trained with. As the length of it was plunged into him, Conner heard Anna’s reassuring voice behind him.
“Relax Conner. Let your ass take the cock, just like we practised.” Naked except for her strap-on, Anna pulled slowly out of the tight man-cunt, then drove the stiff dildo back home. Conner gasped and bucked, trying to obey, but balking at the sheer size of the latex cock in his ass. The woman he was licking slapped his face.
“Pay attention slut! Move that tongue!” She nestled her crotch into Conner’s soaked face with a sigh and looked at Anna. “I could do with more of this more often,” she moaned. Conner lapped at the open pussy eagerly. He was ashamed of behaving like a whore, but not enough to stop.
At his other end Anna was keeping pace with Conner’s ass as he pumped the black woman’s hand. With her arm extended between Anna’s legs, the woman’s long graceful fingers were still wrapped around Conner’s cock, forcing him to pump into her fist. She kept the pace by how tightly she squeezed Conner while she allowed him to fuck her lubed hand. Her other hand rested on Anna’s buttocks, riding easily on her ass as she screwed Conner from behind. Occasionally the woman spanked the shapely ass pumping beside her. Anna moaned and kept fucking. The floor show had begun.
Suddenly the blonde woman Conner was licking had had enough. She turned and spread her big ass cheeks with both hands. “Lick,” she repeated, as if that was the only command she expected the stupid man-slut to understand. Conner behaved according to expectations and stretched to find her asshole with his tongue.
“Better take your hand away Nadia,” Anna advised the black woman. “I can feel that he is about to cum. Unless you want to explain to the others why you allowed him to spew this early in the evening, you would be well advised to stop providing him with a substitute cunt.” Anna grinned at the woman milking Conner.
“Oh! … Thanks Anna, you know him best. Nadia released Conner and watched him continue pumping, still obligated to accommodate the dildo that was pounding in and out of his lower fuck-hole. Nadia wiped her hand free of lubricant on Conner’s ass then stepped back to watch the show.
Conner moaned in dismay, but his cock stayed hard while he kept the rhythm Anna was setting and continued to bury his face in the blonde woman’s large quivering ass.
Flushed and finished, Anna withdrew from Conner. Almost immediately another woman took her place and another cock head forced it’s way into Conner’s hole.
“Keep something in his ass at all times.” Anna announced. “We want that hole pliable for the rest of the night.” Standing naked with her nine-inch strap-on jutting out authoritatively, Anna addressed the room.
“The slut will be available to everyone for the rest of the night. But first, I think you’ll all agree that the branding should take place early while he’s still fresh, yes?” Murmurs of approval arose from reclining females in different stages of nakedness.
“Maybe this ass should get more of a pounding first, suggested the naked skinny woman with bleached blonde hair, fucking Conner. Conner groaned as she plunged the dildo home once more.
“Let’s mark this slut,” the skinny blonde said. “My pussy wants a bonified sub tongue tonight!”
Waiting for the branding, Conner shivered with anticipation. Anna smoothed his right buttock where the MW would be seared into his cheek. I’m a few minutes he would be branded as a Man Whore. Then he would be used for what he was by the rest of the participants, for the rest of the night.
Conner smelled the electric branding iron heating up. A slim woman with short dark hair pulled his head up and forced a rubber ball gag into Conner’s mouth.
“Bite down on the gag when you feel the iron, slut. It will help.” She snapped the gag closed behind his head and let go of his hair. Conner’s head hung down. He could see nothing, but he could feel the tension in the room escalating. Conner drooled around his gag and waited obediently to be branded.
Anna slapped Conner’s ass hard to help desensitize it just before the searing pain of the branding iron bit into his right ass cheek. Conner tried to scream but the ball gag reduced the sound to a muffled gagging noise. He struggled, but the milking horse restraints held securely. After an eternity the branding iron was removed. A small red circle surrounding the letters MW was now a permanent emblem on Conner’s ass, advertising his usefulness, and announcing his sub status. The women clapped. Anna held her cool palm against the brand.
“Good boy Conner. Shiv will be proud of you.” Anna returned to her drink at the bar, still naked, still wearing only the strap-on. Her nipples were erect. Conner wondered if her pussy was wet. He was still thinking about Anna’s pussy when he felt the ball-gag being unfastened. The black woman named Nadia popped Conner’s gag out and shoved her crotch in his face.
“Lick, slut.” And so it went for the next few hours. Conner stayed strapped to the milking horse. The women took turns riding him after they used his mouth. A few came back for more. Souvenir pictures and short video clips were taken of the branded man-whore licking pussy and being fucked from behind. By the end of the evening all the women had taken advantage of Conner at least once. Most of the guests had left when Anna stroked Conner and released him from the sawhorse.
“You’re a good ass-whore, I’ll say that for you. Most men would be crying after that much anal. Your asshole will be sore for a day or two but you’ll be fine by next week.” She pushed a butt plug into his open hole and fastened it around his thighs with straps so it couldn’t fall out.
“Your hole will tighten up and stop leaking lubricant after an hour or so. Until then the ass plug will keep you from dripping on the carpet. I’m afraid there is no maid service here, so you will need to clean up the mess you made under the milking horse yourself.”
Conner was exhausted and confused. He didn’t recall being allowed to cum. But then, the last few hours were a blur. He had been violated continuously. To the best of his recollection there had been a lineup. He barely had time to take a breath before another ass or pussy was shoved in his face. The word ‘Lick’ had been seared into his memory like the indelible symbol branded into his ass. The only time any attention had been given to his cock was while someone was waiting to use one of his holes. Even then, his straining boner was merely an amusing distraction for the women. Something to play with while they waited to use the rent-a-sub.
“Remember? You came while Dana was playing with your boner.” Anna frowned. “Bad boy. You did not have permission. So next week you will need to be punished for your lack of self control.” Anna snapped her fingers and pointed at the splatter of cum under the sawhorse. “Lick,” she commanded.
Still on his hands and knees, Conner crawled under the sawhorse and began licking. He had never felt so docile. His jaw ached, his buttocks were bright pink, his asshole felt like it was on fire, and his right ass cheek hurt like hell. Conner hoped they would let him sleep. But he knew he would be violated again before morning.
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