(6) Saturday Sabadete.

Listening to: I wanna be your dog - The Stooges - 1969

Inside my rectum, the vibrator didn't stop moving, causing an earthquake in my bowels. The trembling bothered me and pleased me at the same time, and that turned me on a lot. My ridiculous virile member was growing in its cage and that hurt me and started all over again. I stayed paralyzed, looking at the man who had just hit me before.

- "What are you looking at, asshole, do you want me to smash your face in?"

- "Sorry, sir, it's just that I think my master is calling me."

- "Well, you better get the hell out of here, you faggot!"

- "Yes, sir, thank you, sir..."

I backed up as fast as I could, crawling, and crossed paths with Xumina, who was coming in the opposite direction. - "He's calling me, I'm going back to the booth," I explained. - "Oh? Well, he hasn't called us yet... that's weird!!" - "See you later." And I ran back down the hallway to attend to my master's call. The vibrator continued to torture me, roaring inside me.

A couple of minutes later I reached the door of the room, drew back the curtain, and presented myself to my master as I thought he would like: Head bowed, butt lifted, tongue out ready to lick his boots.

-"Very good, Chochi, you've been a good little dog!!" said the owner of my heart and the remote control. "Chochi, we've already resolved some businesses we had to, and now, darling, we're going to use you for a while. And when I say we, I mean Don Andrés and I. Don Roberto has already enjoyed you before, now he can only watch, and in return, Don Andrés will later yield to Xumina. Everything is negotiated, as you can see."

I couldn't believe that their gentlemen's agreements were only about who fucked who, I suspected that serious money business was involved. I kept silent, nodded my head, and my master stopped the vibrator. Then he pulled it out by pulling on the tail and me applying pressure with the sphincter. What a relief!!. They then placed me on one of the futons and always on all fours. The dance began with Mr. Carlos gently fucking my ass, and Mr. Andrés fucking my mouth. He had a very large and juicy cock, reaching the back of my throat causing abundant drool and gags that I could barely hold back. He said - "Watch me, watch meee!!", and I looked at him as best I could with teary eyes and he slapped me hard.

When he was close to orgasm, he decided to delay it and asked Mr. Carlos for a change of position. My mouth rested, sucking the cock I adored in a relaxed manner, but my ass began to suffer the thrusts of the athletic gentleman. It hurt. Anyway, the scene seemed to please my owner, who jerked off a bit in front of my face and, with a grunt of pleasure, spilled a beautiful stream of semen on my forehead, nose, and cheeks. Then he put it back in my mouth and shot a second stream down my throat. With his hands, he wiped the cum spilled on my face, picking up the excess with two fingers to feed me.

Don Andrés then reached his climax, roared like a wild animal and, giving me severe spanks on the buttocks, released all his essence into my intestines. He impregnated me.

Both gentlemen then withdrew their cocks from my holes and, relaxed, lay down on the futon, falling asleep. I rested in the middle, sweaty, with my face covered in drool and sperm, and my sore ass oozing cum. I lay my head on my master's armpit.

I then noticed Don Roberto, who had watched that dance without being able to intervene. Now he was manipulating, nervous, two of the remote controls. Meanwhile, with his other hand, he was jerking off without achieving a full erection. He seemed very pissed off.

After a while, the two absent bitches appeared from behind the curtain. - "Where have you been, you bitches? I've been pressing the button for an hour." - Don Roberto bellowed.