Fucking you senseless
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Posted:Jun 2, 2020 5:14 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2020 4:14 pm 690 Views
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It was getting harder and harder to stay conscious as they came and went. Literally in fact. Tied down, her legs spread and running with the seed of all those men, she drifted in and out of awareness. It wasn't that she kept passing out - instead it felt like her brain was just switching off. There was nothing for longer and longer - no thoughts, no pain, no worry. She was just a thing - restrained and used like any other object.
The thoughts still came back now and then, of course. Most often, when a man came in to use her; to plow her cunt and ass and mouth till another load of cum was sprayed into or onto her. Some little part of her still fought of course, but it was getting weaker, quieter, less sure of itself. It tried to tell her this was wrong, but so much more of her 'mind' knew it was wrong. She had holes, therefore they needed to be filled. Filled with the cock and cum of any man who wanted her. Increasingly she brightened - like a happy presented with a new toy - when the cocks came in to use her. It was afterwards that she felt lost and scared. It felt so wrong to be empty now, to not be useful. Sometimes the tears came when she started to think and then her mind quietened again and there was a blissful nothing till the next spurt of joy and purpose inside her.
Quieter and quieter. Soon everything she had been would be gone; replaced with a thing that just fucked and sucked and pleased to be useful again. If she wasn't useful then what was the point of her. The cocks made her useful, therefore she was used for cocks! It made so much sense now - or it would have if there had been any thought left. There was nothing though - just leaky holes, an empty mind and a burning, driving urge to be good; to be filled; to be fucked.
All women should be like this.
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