The Villa Ch. 03

As soon as one guy cums in her mouth and face, he pulls away and there is another random cock to take its place. Her hands are grabbed and placed onto hard erect cocks, begging for her attention. and when their needs are satiated, they shoot their hot semen all over her body.

She feels another cock pushed into her ass, the semen of the men before him now acting as lubrication as a second man enters her pussy at the same time. She can feel both cocks on either side of the delicate skin there sliding in and out. She wasn't sure if she should scream or moan from the ecstasy of it, but she could do neither as she is presented with another cock to suck.

Her ass and pussy is under constant assault, men fucking her hard, pushing, thrusting to take their fill of her, and as soon as they cum and pull out, another is there to take their place. She soon loses count, how many guys have fucked her, how many cocks in her mouth, how many came on her body, was is 10? was it 20? 30? more? Her body is ravaged as orgasms roll over her.

Eventually the throng of men thin out. One man remains fucking her pussy. The taste of cock and semen is heavy in her mouth. She can feel her face covered in it, matting in her hair, and slick over most of her body. Her eyes sting from where is has dripped into it. She almost laughs at herself when the thought of how it was such a shame to ruin such a nice hair and make up job. The last guy groans and moans as he cums before pulling out of her. He sticks his fingers deep into her pussy, then pushes them to her lips, forcing her to swallow some more.

She sees the images on the video screen, and can't believe it is her. The white stickiness of it glistening over her body. Her ass and pussy are throbbing, they were so sore, she wondered if they would ever recover. She could feel and see the cum dripping out of her.

As the men leave her, a naked girl is led up to the pedestal. She is placed between Ashley's legs and begins licking her well used pussy. Drinking the cum that drips from it. The men cheer as they watch on the video screens. Ashley had never been with a woman before and she is so numb from the fucking, she barely feels the girls tongue on her. The girl slithers up her body, she can feel their breasts pushed together as her face hovers above Ashley's. She is stunned for a moment when she recognizes the face as belonging to Savannah. Then Savannah purses her lips together, and drizzles a mouthful of cum down to Ashley's lips. This is soon followed by her lips, as she pushes them against Ashley's kissing her, sucking on her lips. Savannah's tongue is pushed into Ashley's mouth where they share a cum filled kiss.

Savannah slides off of Ashley's body, and turns to face the throng of men. Her arms up in the air as she shakes her ass from left to right, showing everyone her cum stained body. Another round of cheers rise up as Savannah leaves the pedestal.

With the festivities now over, the crowd begins to quiet down as they make their way out of the room.

After the last of the men leave, aides come and lower her from her restraints, down to the floor, in the pool of semen that collected below her. She was left there to collect herself, to sit in the filth of it all, to collect her breath and regain the feeling in her arms and legs. She could see the other two women being led from the room, and waited, rubbing her wrists, trying to get the circulation back.

Footsteps could be heard from the darkness as they approached her. It was the MC, wearing the red sash, his mask now off. He was actually a very handsome man. Around 40, chiseled features, a pronounced chin and wavy dark hair.

"Aren't you just a sight of pure unadulterated sin." He watched the heaving of her chest, her slick breasts pushing in and out, her skin marked in every way by the men who had taken her. "You did well tonight. So well that I'm going to allow the entire proceeds of your auction to go to paying down your debt."

Ashley didn't know entirely what to say. Should she thank him? Somehow she really couldn't bring herself to do that. She licked her lips, still tasting the cum on them, and tried to wipe them with her arm, which really only added to the problem.

The man took off his sash, and moved it slowly to her mouth and face, wiping it for her. "My name is Aeson Rain. I own and operate this place. Willing to bet that under the circumstances, I'm probably not your most favourite person. The early reports on you have been very well received, and you certainly didn't disappoint tonight. I want to recruit you to stay beyond your required stay. The good news is you are now initiated into these parties. Next month you don't have to come back to the swings. You can entertain in the side rooms and prior to the main event."

Ashley looked at this man, the mastermind behind her slavery. She never thought she would actually get a face to place against it, and now that she had, she wasn't sure what she even wanted so say to him. "I don't know what you want me to say here. You bring me here against my will, you let men do unspeakable things to me, and you want me to trust you and work for you?"

"Do you love your husband?" Aeson asked her back.

Ashley spit on the floor. "What kind of question is that. I hate that fucking pig. He is the reason I'm here"

He had many girls here that were willing slaves to their husbands and masters, they were sent to him to train, or to satiate some carnal needs that they had. Sure there was a lucrative side business of the completely unwilling, but he hadn't yet had to put Ashley there. "Are you saying you haven't enjoyed yourself here. I could show you the tapes, you seem to have enjoyed most of it."

Ashley was speechless for a moment with the confirmation that she had been recorded since she got here. She felt ashamed for the pleasure, the joy she felt in the sexual acts she had performed. "Even if I enjoyed it, I still wasn't given a choice in whether or not I wanted it."

"What if I made it worth your while. What if I helped you get revenge on your husband. Would you stay, would you come work for me on a regular basis?"

Ashley didn't trust this man, though at the same time she was confused. "I'm already here as your prisoner. I can't leave. If you want me to stay to work for you, why wouldn't you just keep me here?"

Aeson shook his head slowly. "It doesn't work over the long haul. If you really don't want to be here, if you don't enjoy what you do here, you won't give the experience my customers have come to expect."

"Then let me go now, and give me the choice to come back." Ashley replied back to him defiantly.

"I can't do that, its bad business to forgive debts without them being paid." He replied back.

Bad business my ass she thought to herself. "Then how will you make it worth my while? How will you help me get revenge?"

Aeson chewed on his lower lip and breathed in deeply. "I'll tell you what. I'd say you have about a month, maybe two, and what is owed will be paid off. Before the end of that time frame, I'll come back to you with a plan. If you like it, you'll stay and work for me. If you don't, when all is paid back, you will be re-inserted back into your old life, and you'll never hear from me again. Going forward, I will even give you some leeway in what clients you want to see."

Ashley did not trust this man. But the thought of being "re-inserted" into her life with Tom sent cold shivers down her spine. She never really thought about what life she would return to if she ever left here, and going back to Tom was not at the top of that list. She grabbed on the collar that was still around her neck and pulled on it as she replied. "I don't really have much choice, do I? You show me your plan, and then I will decide. And I do want a say in who I see."

Aeson stood up and looked down at her. "Thats all I ask. There is a shower and a room available for you here." He pointed to a door in the back of the room. "You will be brought back to your suite in the morning." He turned, his footsteps echoing through the room as he walked out.

Ashley picked herself off the ground and made her way to the backroom. The cum was starting to dry on her, and she wanted nothing more then to get it off.

She ran a hot shower, washing every nook and cranny of her body, then moved to the tub and soaked her sore, aching body. She closed her eyes and thoughts from the last couple of days swirled through her mind.

From her discussions with Savannah who willingly prostituted herself here to her talk with Aeson. She did like pleasing men sexually. She knew that she was a slave here, a pawn. She knew they were using and manipulating her, but at the same time she felt it gave her some power over the men that saw her, that they needed her to gratify themselves. And willing to pay to do it.

Then she relived the evening in the ballroom. The throng of men over her, the seemingly never ending line of them. If her pussy wasn't so sore, she would have masturbated to the thought of it right there. Even the anal sex wasn't as bas as she thought it would be. It would be something she would consider exploring further.

She got out of the tub, dried off and crawled into the bed. She was exhausted and the night had already turned to morning. She figured she would easily sleep throughout the day... if they let her.