As her orgasm exploded through her Serena heard Sany exclaim “Everyone's going to love our Serena!". Again Serena wondered who was truly in control. Was Nicholas just an instrument used by Sandy to recruit people? Then Serena wanted to know who was “Everyone”? Before Serena could expand her thoughts she felt her bonds being released and then she was flipped onto her stomach. Nicholas announced he was going to fuck her and asked Sandy to watch Serena before he ejaculated on Sandy’s face.<br/><br/>Sandy squealed excitedly like a teenage girl. She referred to Serena as a whore and the degrading word unexpectedly excited Serena. If anyone had called her a whore she would have slapped them but hearing it from Sandy was different. It was delivered as if it was a term of praise. Serena felt it described her perfectly at that moment. Who else but a whore would allow themselves to be bound and used as a sex toy. Serena let out a long guttural groan as Nicholas’ cock sank into her well-lubricated cunt. Sandy’s face filled Serena’s vision and Serena saw the expression of wicked delight that Sandy wore.<br/><br/>Nicholas humped Serena with full force from the outset. It was clear his only aim was his own gratification and he rode Serena as if she was a wild beast to be broken. Sandy taunted Serena as she was bounced up and down against the bed. The blonde told her that on occasion men and women were just objects to be used by the other sex for just one purpose. Serena couldn’t imagine Sandy allowing herself to be something to just be used. Serena herself couldn’t have cared less if she was just an object of pleasure, the feeling of Nicholas’ bloated manhood was arousing her lust once more, a lust that seemed never to be totally satisfied.<br/><br/>While Nicholas fucked the increasing delirious Serena, Sandy masturbated directly in front of Serena’s face. Serena could smell the musk of the blonde’s excited sex as Sandy rubbed herself to orgasm. Sandy announced her climax with a half-strangled cry to Nicholas, calling him “Daddy” as she convulsed on her fingers. Nicholas withdrew from Serena and, as promised spurted his seed across Sandy’s contorted face. This act appeared to reignite Sandy’s pleasure and she once more squealed like a little girl. Serena was limp with exhaustion and offered no resistance as Nicholas forced his spent cock back inside her and Sandy fed her the cum that had been discharged over her. Serena felt totally used and abused, like a true whore.<br/><br/>Nicholas and Sandy then discussed a party while Serena lay regaining her senses. Sandy then began to pleasure herself again against Nicholas, acting if Serena wasn’t there. The insatiable blonde minx brought herself to another shuddering orgasm which seemed to finally satisfy her hunger. After a few minutes of luxuriating in the sexual afterglow, Sandy rose from the bed and helped up Serena. “Follow me whore...Time to get you ready for my guests” said Sandy as she led Serena to the bathroom.<br/><br/>Serena was surprised she was allowed to shower alone. She was grateful to have a little time to be by herself so she could gather her thoughts. As she showered she reflected on the session with Nicholas and Sandy. They had used her in such a humiliating and degrading fashion and Serena couldn’t deny she found it exciting and arousing. She thought back to when Nicholas had persuaded her to flaunt herself in the shopping mall. That had made Serena feel so alive and she had thought it was due to being seen as being sexy and potentially available, but it had been a shameful act and Serena wondered if was that emotion that fired her lustful desire. Maybe she and Christian weren’t that different, both getting off on being embarrassed and humiliated.<br/><br/>Serna’s thoughts were interrupted by the shower cubicle door suddenly opening. Sandy stood there totally naked, her body pink from her own shower. “Hurry up whore… There is a cosmetics bag by the mirror. Make sure you look totally slutty, then come to the bedroom and we will dress you.” instructed Sandy who then sauntered out of the room. Sandy’s superior attitude towards Serena made her pussy tingle and she wondered how much abuse she would be willing to take.<br/><br/>After applying makeup and fixing her hair Serena returned to the bedroom. Sandy and Nicholas were talking in hushed voices and Serena was unable to hear the conversation. Laid out on the bed was a selection of black clothing. Sandy picked up the nettop and teased “Do you have anything like this at home whore?”. Serena actually felt a little embarrassed by Sandy still calling her a whore in front of Nicholas and could only shake her head in reply. Sandy helped her dress in the outfit and discussed with Nicholas what items of the outfit should be included or omitted.<br/><br/>Finally, Serena stood dressed like a streetwalker. Her naked breast pierced the nettop and her erect nipples advertised how aroused she was. Although Sandy had allowed her to wear panties they were so transparent they offered no real concealment. Sandy admired her handy work for a second and with an evil grin, silently mouthed the word “Slut” at Serena. Sandy quickly dressed and Nicholas draped a trench coat around Serena before they left the building in Nicholas’ car. They drove out of the city to the exclusive suburbs where the large mansion-style houses stood separated by acres of land.<br/><br/>Nicholas had sat in the rear of Sandy’s SUV with Serena. As they drove Nicholas slid his hand down the front of Serena’s panties, He nodded his head to instruct Serena to spread her legs to give him full access to her sex. She did so without question, the act making her feel cheap and vulnerable and causing the word “whore” to resurface in her head. Nicholas played with Serena, careful not to excite her too much, just enough to keep her simmering. It took all of Serena’s control not to respond to the invading digits. She so wanted to thrust herself against them and entice another climax but a look from Nicholas made it clear that was not going to be allowed.<br/><br/>Finally, the SUV turned off the road and into a sweeping driveway of one of the mansions. “Home sweet home,” announced Sandy. Nicholas took Serena’s hand and guided it to her weeping slit. At first, she thought he wanted her to masturbate but as soon as her fingers had been coated with her own slick juices he withdrew her hand and sniffed the wet fingers as if smelling a good cigar, He smiled and helped Serena out of the car. Sandy jokingly scolded Nicholas as he looked admiringly at Serena’s naked flesh that was exposed as she exited the car. It was clear she was still full of mischief.<br/><br/>Sandy led the way to the front door of her house and rang the doorbell. When the door opened Serena was surprised to see a topless buxom brunette who was obviously feeling the full effects of the party that was taking place inside. The scantily-clad brunette joked about a password to enter and Nicholas let her smell Serena’s fingers, the ones that had just been coated with her pussy juice. The brunette inhaled deeply, smiled and said they could enter.<br/><br/>Walking into the main lounge area Sandy introduced the party-goers to Serena as if it was a discrete cocktail party instead of some kind of orgy. Serena had never thought she would be in such a situation. It was like something out of a trashy novel. Yet there she stood, although covered by the trench coat, she was dressed like a streetwalker, breasts displayed, surrounded by people in various states of undress. Serena wondered if things had gone too far too quickly and if she was possibly in danger.<br/><br/>Sandy’ explained that it was more than just a party but a meeting of a group of friends. The initial group had formed 12 years ago when Sandy was at college and had grown as the original members became married or took partners. Serena’s apprehension was eased when Micheal, Sandy’s husband gave her a glass of drink. He also stole a kiss, a soft tender lingering kiss that one would expect from a lover. It left Serena feeling calmer but also surprised. It was the best kiss she had ever received,<br/><br/>Sandy and her girlfriends had descended into a series of crude jokes which Serena wasn’t paying that much attention to. She was more concerned with the men that were there. All of them were looking at her, blatantly staring at her like she was prey. It made her feel both aroused and scared. Serena looked for Nicholas for reassurance but saw he was more interested in the large breasts of the brunette who had answered the door.<br/><br/>The sudden crack of Sandy clapping made Serena start. Sandy announced that it was time for Serena to be defrocked and told then men to remove their pants. As Serena watched the just hungry men undress she was approached by Sandy’s girlfriends who removed Serena’s coat to reveal her sluttish attire. One of the girls told Serena she was going to be stropped naked apart from her shoes and then she was going to be fucked senseless but a man with a very big cock.<br/><br/>Everything seemed to be happening in a blur. Serena couldn’t take in the names she was being told. All she was aware of was the hands that roamed her body removing her clothes and the comments from the party-goers, It was obvious she was the evening's entertainment, little more than a whore. Serena’s stomach tightened, her pussy pulsed and she felt as though she might wet herself.<br/><br/>Serena heard Sandy’s voice and looked towards her. Sandy sat on a sofa with Nicholas and the brunette. The blonde said something about 4 hard cocks, but the rushing blood in Serena’s ears muffled the words. She watched Sandy reach over to the coffee table before her and open a box that sat on it. Sandy withdrew a cigarette and lit it with a table lighter, sat back on the sofa and inhaled deeply on the cigarette. The tip glowed brightly and the inhale seemed to go on forever. Sandy then held the smoke before letting it slowly escape from her mouth to form a cloud above her. The blonde looked like a Roman emperor watching games being performed before them, amused by the plethora of emotions being conjured by the heavy sexual atmosphere that engulfed the room.<br/><br/>One of the women whispered in Serena’s ear telling her that there were four eject cocks just for her. Serena was almost panting, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked towards the approaching men. There was a line of three, the fourth stood behind. They all sported impressive members, all very erect and curving upwards, ready to receive pleasure. The men were like a pack of hungry wolves and started to surround Serena.<br/><br/>As the three men parted the fourth came into view. Serena gave an audible gasp and her eyes grew wide. This was obviously Norman and he certainly wasn’t normal. His phallus was at least 12” long and as thick as Serena’s wrist. Just the sight of it made Serena’s legs go weak and she stumbled back against the woman stripping her. “Easy honey..” one of them said, “If you’ll having trouble standing now, just wait until that donkey dick has been inside you!”.<br/><br/>The obscenity of Norman’s monster cock mesmerized Serena, she couldn’t take her eyes off it. She watched it bounce menacingly as Norman walked towards her. She stood staring at the fat mushroom head that seemed like the head of a swaying snake. Serena felt hands on her shoulders pushing her down. She went onto the knees in a trance-like state and found herself at eye level with the giant penis. It seemed even bigger being so close to it. Norman slowly thrust his hips forward, pushing the head of his cock against Serena’s mouth. Her lips parted without thinking and the huge bulbous end forced its way into her mouth, effectively gagging her. A mummer of approval came from the spectators and Serena knew she was going to be permanently changed from whatever was going to happen.<br/><br/>(https://img11t.com/thumbs/797/15723293250493876797_0.webp)<br/>