11. Whore for a weekend (Part 1)

I was already in the service of four cocks (my Master, Sweet Cream, Black Dick, and Pollón Cañero) who knew how to put me in my place the way a bitch like me needs. But I kept explaining fantasies to my Master, suggesting ideas to put them into practice with me and continue advancing in my progression as a whore. And that's how the possibility of fulfilling one of those fantasies came about.

My Master told me that they were going to take me to a country house for the weekend and obviously I would be the whore of the four at all times. As usual, my Master ordered me to figure out how to make sure I never stopped being his slut, to think about games, situations to use me, menus to feed me, etc. It was a dream come true. I gladly explained to my Master how everything could be organized, how the agenda for those days could be.

And so the day arrived. The men had rented a van with three rows of seats. The first row, for the driver and co-pilot. The second and third rows, with three seats each. The day we left, a Friday, my Master told me in which parking lot they had left the van so that I could go and get in while they weren't inside. He had left it open, of course.

I arrived at the van. I got in and stripped completely, storing my clothes and shoes in a backpack I had with me. I only put on knee pads to serve better on all fours and to avoid ending up with bruised knees. I texted my Master telling him I was already inside and lay down on the third row of seats waiting for the men to arrive. After a few minutes, they were there. I heard Pollón Cañero say:

- Oh, look what's here!!

- What is it? - said Black Dick.

- A backpack. Whose could it be? Hahaha - replied Pollón Cañero, always joking.

They all got in the car. My Master was driving, Sweet Cream was in the front passenger seat. Hard Dick and Pollón Cañero were in the second row, in front of mine. Just before we left, Pollón Cañero teased me again by saying:

- Well, now that all the objects are in the car, can we go now, right?

- Of course - said my Master.

We set off. There I was in the back completely naked and the men were looking at their phones, or driving like my Master, or chatting about trivial things. Soon after we left, Hard Dick asked:

- Can you show me the photos of the house? I hardly saw it.

- Wait, I'll send them to you - said Sweet Cream.

- Oh, it looks really good. It's going to be awesome.

- Of course it's going to be awesome. Isn't that right, whore? - said Pollón Cañero, giving me a slap on the ass.

And so the journey went on. In general, as if I wasn't there. Only at some moments they mentioned me with some provocative phrases, like for example:

- Let's see how this slut behaves.

- I can't wait to humiliate this bitch.

When we had been on the road for almost an hour and were already on some secondary road, my Master left the road for a moment and stopped in a secluded area. The men got out of the car. My Master said to me:

- Get down, slut!!!

I got on all fours, obviously, and my Master put the collar and leash on me and made me walk a couple of meters on all fours. The other men saw it and came to spank my ass and mark their soles on my buttocks while complimenting me.

- Well, I'm loaded with cock liquor and before wasting it… - said Pollón Cañero.

- Don't water the slut now, she'll mess up the car - said my Master.

- No, I say it because the poor thing seems thirsty. Look how she opens her mouth.

- This slut is always thirsty. Let her remain thirsty. The moment will come when this bitch's thirst will be quenched. Besides, you know she only likes top quality cock liquor - said my Master.

- Well, then I'll check the quality of the harvest now and if it's good, I'll give her just a sip - said Pollón Cañero.

- That sounds like a great idea to me. Just a sip to leave this slut wanting more.

Pollón Cañero stepped back a couple of meters, unzipped his pants, took out his cock and let out a stream on the ground to see if the liquor was clear and of quality. Apparently it was because he said:

- Come here, pig, I have a little gift for you.

I crawled over, got in front of his cock with my mouth wide open and tongue out, and he released a good stream that I eagerly swallowed. I could feel the other men watching, thinking about how dirty I was. My Master then said:

- Ask for more, slut.

I got back in front of Pollón Cañero, well arched, with my mouth open and tongue out. I tried to open my mouth as wide as I could. But he didn't give me more. My Master then said:

- Ask the others for more, bitch.

I crawled over to Sweet Cream, opened my mouth with my tongue out, making an effort, hoping he would give me a bit of his liquor. My Master said:

- Make an effort, whore. Let them see how thirsty you are.

I went to my Master and to Black Dick doing the same. My Master said:

- Insist, bitch. Let everyone see what a big whore you are, how you need the cocks' liquor like the air you breathe.

I walked on all fours from man to man, opening my mouth and sticking my tongue out. I humiliated myself before them by lowering my head to the ground, leaving my ass well raised. And no man took out his cock or responded to my open mouth or my humiliation. They wanted precisely that, for me to play one of the roles I would have in the house: roaming around the house, walking on all fours in front of them, offering my mouth and being ignored, but still offering myself eagerly like a submissive bitch in heat.

After humiliating myself like that, my Master said:

- Come on, bitch, back in the car. Slut!! - as he unfastened the leash but left the collar on me.

The other men were right at the car door, and I had to crawl between them to get back in on all fours.

- Fucking bitch - said Black Dick.

- Inside, sow - said Pollón Cañero as he pushed my butt with his sole when I was already climbing into the car.

The journey continued normally and shortly after we arrived. My Master got out and said:

- Get down, bitch!!!

I got on all fours and he pointed to a small patch of grass in front of the house and said:

- Wait there, sow!!

There I was on all fours, on the grass, waiting. Then the other men got out and all came towards me. They surrounded me. I heard zippers being opened and I started to feel a warm liquid on my back, on my buttocks, in my hole. They were all peeing on me. I got as hard as a rock.

- This is what you like, huh, pig? - said Pollón Cañero.

- Yeah, all wet like a good slut - said Black Dick.

- Uff, I was dying to pee. I really wanted to water this bitch - said Sweet Cream.

I arched, moaned in pleasure, totally surrendered and subjected to those cocks. And they knew it. They knew I was their slut surrendered to their cocks, that I enjoyed the honor of them being able to unload on me and get me completely wet. Once they were done, my Master said:

- Alright, let's get the suitcases out of the car. You stay here while you dry off, bitch.

It was actually summer and not cold. Once they finished taking everything inside and inspecting the house, my Master came, put the leash on me and pulled me towards the house. That's when a weekend began where I could be the whore I always wanted to be.