“Good slut,” Jim was saying as he shoved his cock in further, and began pumping her ass. “Now, Ted’s cock owns you, slut. Open your throat and give yourself to Ted.” 20 seconds went by, and Ted’s cock was still deep in her throat, pulsing, not moving. She began to panic as 40 seconds rolled around and Ted tried to push deeper, rolling his hips against her lips. Her throat closed tightly with fear.
“Give yourself to Ted’s cock, you stupid slut. That cock owns you now. Let yourself go, you were born to die on that cock you worthless slut.” Natya’s panic became true as she realized what he meant, but her body betrayed her as she didn’t fight it, in fact she opened her throat just as Jim demanded, felt his cock slide in deeper and begin to spasm in her throat as she started to see specks of black in her vision. Was this what she was really born for? She was beginning to think maybe Jim was right. She felt something inside her change as she opened her throat and felt the cock slide deeper in. She abandoned Natya and became a slut in truth. Drool flowed down her neck and dripped onto the ground and for a moment she became ecstatic, an orgasm forming. She felt Jim’s cock slamming into her asshole now, the pain only melded with the pleasure of knowing she finally found her place in life – to serve Jim and Ted and to die on Ted’s cock.
With her last ounce of strength she pushed her head further onto Ted’s cock, impaling her face deeper and she came, her cunt writhing and spurting.
“Ohhh fuck yesssss…” Jim moaned as he came in the slut’s ass. He pumped his semen in deeper before he pulled out and wiped it on the whore’s ass cheek. He looked up at Ted, who was still holding the limp slut’s face on his cock and smiled.
“Next time, Ted, I get to do the honors.”