Collaborative sex stories let us write the plot together

(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by thelounge...)

As per routine, the four guards pull down their pants and free their already hard dicks. The two guards on either side of Amy slowly stroke their dicks next to her face while the third pushes her onto all fours and tears at her jeans.

Once the rip is big enough, he plunges his dick into her asshole and Amy screams, tears forming under her eyes.

The fourth guard makes his way underneath her, undoes her pants and stuffs a vibrating dildo up her exposed pussy. He then pulls up her jacket and shirt and begins sucking on her titties.

The two guards on either side of her grab a hand each and force it around their dicks.

“Let me know whenever you’re ready to talk.” Amy’s face is so close to yours that you easily lean forward and kiss her.

“Never!” Amy repeats with less resolve.

You undo your pants and guide her mouth around your dick. “Take your time.” You pull her hair, forcing her head to bob up and down.

Her body tenses as she climaxes but neither you nor your guards stop your violation of her. You push her head deeper into your crotch and slowly guide your dick down her throat. You’ve had a lot of practice forcing it that deep into her.

Amy’s pleading eyes meet yours as tears run her mascara down her cheeks. Her neck muscles twitch and bulge as your dick makes its way halfway down her throat.

Your step-sister chokes and gags. Normally this would be when you’d let her take a break but the situation is different this time. You let her writhe and cry into your penis. You are about to pull out when you feel yourself approaching climax and allow her to choke on it a bit longer.

Your balls twitch as the first cumload releases down her throat and straight into her stomach. They twitch up and down several more times as you unload more cum into her. Finally, you slowly pull your dick out, it is still connected to her with a string of cum.

Amy gasps for air and tries to rub her throat but your guards keep her hands around their dicks. Her eyes roll back as the dildo and other guard continue fucking her. Half the cum you poured into her began leaking out of her slutty mouth.

You tell the guards to release her and her body collapses, her head falling into your lap. You pull her by the hair onto the couch and rest her head in your lap, gently stroking her head. She is still trying to catch her breath but her lungs are filled with your cum.

Her body convulses and you let out a little laugh. You forgot to take the dildo out. Once it’s out, her entire body relaxes and curls in your lap. Her body shivers.

You pull her up by her hair so that her face is in line with yours. Her eyes are unfocused and it seems her mouth isn’t able to close anymore.

“Ready to talk?”

She groans and you decide to take that as a no. You have your bodyguards grab her and hold her upside down.

Once again, her mouth wraps around your dick. You weigh one of her tits in your hand then stuff as much of it as possible into your mouth. You slap her other tit hard enough to leave a nice handprint. You decide that if she isn’t going to talk, you can at least mark her as your new property.

The guards drop her again and one of them hands you a sharpie. You bite each of Amy’s nipples once then write “Ross’s slut” across her tits.

“That should stay on for quite a while,” you say. “Let me know if you want it tattoo’ed, I know a guy.”

All Amy can do is moan in response. You push her onto the ground and tell her to open her mouth. Only half-surprisingly, she obliges.

You pull out your phone and start recording. You push and a yellow stream flows out of your dick and cover her face and tits. You aim the stream at her mouth and fill it with your hot liquid until it overflows.

“Swallow,” and she does as commanded.

Still not done pissing, you fill her mouth two more times and she swallows both times like the obedient slut she has become.

“Kiss my feet.” Amy doesn’t move, instead sits there barely conscious. You push her down and she wets your toes with tiny kisses.

“Why are you doing this, Amy,” you ask, pointing your phone down at her.

“I want to,” she says weakly between kisses.

“And why is that?”

She looks up with lust-filled, tear-filled eyes directly into the camera. “Because I love daddy Ross’s dick. Amy wants master’s cock in her forever. I’m his slutty, whore, his bitch, his slave.”

You stroke her head. “I’m glad you haven’t forgotten who you are.”

She returns to kissing your feet and as she does, you finish the video and send it to Jamie.