“Are you sure? This seems like such a bad idea!”

“I’m positive. You said you wanted to do it. I got it together and you can’t back out now!”

“What do you mean I -can’t- back out?” she said angrily.

“I mean you can’t. You wanted this and now you’re going to get it if I have to strap you in place,” he said with a rakish grin.

“Yeah, well, we’ll see about that,” she said, turning on her heels and stalking away.

His hand caught her arm and dug in, the grip sure to leave bruises later. “I said you can’t back out.”

Her eyes sparkled with both mirth and annoyance as she yanked at her arm to get it out of his grip, finding herself well held. “I think I can.”

He pulled her closer, gripping her by the hair and giving her a slap across the cheek, not hard, but enough to leave a quickly fading pink mark. “No. Bad girl.”

Her brow furrowed, her free hand coming up to caress the spot where he had slapped her. “How fucking dare you?”

He pulled her yet closer and took her mouth in a hard kiss, teeth scraping her lips and tongue, leaving the taste of copper in her mouth. Her breath came quicker, and he released her arm to cup her naked sex, fingers dipping in.

“Oh, ho, ho,” he chortled merrily, “The dirty slut says no, but her wet cunt says ‘yes, yes, yes!’”

With that, she struck out at him, smashing her fists against his chest and pushing him away, but held fast in his strong hand by her hair. She couldn’t even dislodge the fingers he had curled into her pussy, holding her immobile with such a simple grip. He kicked out, slashing her legs out from under her and holding most of her weight, dropped her to her knees.

“Trust me, this could be a lot harder on you.” He shoved her forward, calling out “Let’s go!” as her mouth was centered to a little hole in the wall, and before she could say anything to protest, there was a strange cock pushing at her lips, the head bulbous and throbbing, looking nothing like his cock that she knew so well.

At first she resisted, closing her mouth and refusing to take the cock into her lips, but her boyfriend soon put a stop to that, digging his fingers painfully into the crux of her jaw, forcing her mouth to open. There were moans coming from the other side of the thin wall now, her mouth not helpful, but unresistant, as the man she couldn’t see fucked his cock through the hole.

She blushed as her boyfriend thrust his foot between her legs and whispered, “Hump my shoe like the hungry little bitch you are.”

But she did. Her hips started to move, and she felt her arousal running over the leather between her legs. Her mouth instinctively became more supple and welcoming, long-learned habit from grinding on his foot as she pleased him with her mouth. The moans of pleasure from the man she couldn’t see grew ouder, and as her mouth milked him more insistently, he stiffened and his cock stopped pushing through the hole. With a ferocious groan, he came into her mouth. Her tongue pushed up, blocking the cum from her lips, forcing it to spill down her chin instead. The cock withdrew, leaving her with a tongue sprayed with cum and a dripping face.

Suddenly, he yanked her head back and wiped his fingers through the mess on her chin. “What the fuck is this?” He growled, “Did I say you could spit that out? I don’t think so. Open your fucking mouth.”

She obeyed and he smeared his cum coated fingers over her tongue, shoving his fingers in until she gagged. Another cock made its appearance at the hole and he jammed her mouth down over it, hissing, “Do it right this time.”

Her mouth circled the member before her, and her head bobbed and twisted in a talented, practiced fashion, bringing the man on the other side of the wall into a tizzy of moaning and humping toward the opening. Her tongue pressed him up into the top of her mouth, and before she knew it, he started to cum. Internally she smirked a little at the ease of the task, closing her eyes as she let the oozing jizz run down her throat.

Another cock appeared as soon as the second disappeared. Again, she used her mouth, her boyfriend’s hand keeping her moving despite the ache that started in her jaw. She opened wide, this cock long enough to probe deep into her throat. It popped in and out of the entrance to her throat, it flexing around the thick cock that took her so well.

As the next cock spurted down her throat, her body began to spasm on its own, the constant friction of her clit and sex to his leather boot having done almost as much as the slippery cocks in her mouth have done to raise her need. She came, shuddering and clutching to the wall ahead of her, the cock withdrawing soon enough to let her howl of pleasure roll out of her into the open air. She heard laughing on the other side of the wall, but not nearly as loudly as her boyfriend laughing right behind her, smearing her wetness all over her pussy and ass.

“You’re such a slut. You say you don’t even want this, then cum like a harlot when you do it,” he said with relish.

She blushed and lowered her head, but his hand yanked upward, turning her face toward him and then back to the hole in the wall and the next waiting cock. Her mouth opened and she took it in, slurping greedily as her lips rode up and down the pulsing shaft. Soon she was feasting again on cum, and another prick appeared. She groaned, her jaws aching painfully as this largest one stretched her mouth open, barely able to fit through the hole. Her boyfriend finally released his hold, and soon she was pressed to the wall before her, hands on either side of her face as she pumped her lips around the fat cock she didn’t know.

As the groans of pleasure started again, she was distracted by the movement at her side, her boyfriend’s cock sliding out, thick and rigid from the pleasure of watching his slutty girlfriend service complete strangers. His hand rode in tempo to her sucking, just like she was sucking him off instead of the unknown beyond the wall. Watching his hand, she worked furiously at the cock before her, shuddering out another orgasm before she knew what had come over her. Her mouth clamped down and the vibrations in her throat caused the stranger to stiffen and cum, followed swiftly by her boyfriend, painting cum all over her face and hair.

As the cock in her mouth withdrew, she moaned, looking expectantly at the hole for another. Her boyfriend roughly laughed and booted her in the ass lightly with his wet foot. “You’re done slut. But you get to walk home with my load all over your face. Be careful of strangers. Wouldn’t want you to run into a gang bang on the way home now would we?”

Her eyes widened, unsure if he was making a joke or completely serious about the next exhibition he had in store for her. Without wiping her face, she got up and left, blushing furiously as she passed the roomful of men, completely unaware of which ones she had tasted and those she hadn’t.