Life experiences 9

On the day of the shoot, Alberto told me we would do it at their house. He took his video cameras and we drove to the outskirts of the city, where a tall, burly dark-skinned man greeted us. He made me wait in the hall while he led Alberto to a room next door.

He returned alone and guided me to another room at the back where two tall, serious dark-skinned men in underwear were waiting. The first thing I noticed was the large bulge between their legs despite the black underwear they were wearing.

They invited me to have wine in a large penis-shaped glass, and I noticed the wine was strong. While we were drinking, they told me that they were there at Alberto's request and that he had handed over my whole body for their full enjoyment. They claimed they were the masters of my body, which scared me a bit, but I accepted it. Suddenly, the dark-skinned man who had gone with Alberto arrived and when I asked where he was, he said he was arranging the filming location. Finally, Alberto arrived with a video camera in hand, saying everything was ready. One of them put a bracelet on me identifying me as "slave A".

"Undress," they told me, and as I did, Alberto began to record. One of them approached with a cloth to cover my eyes, while the other put a collar on my neck. He then spanked my legs from behind, and I fell into a dog position, hearing him say, "Little dog, you're going for a walk." I obeyed while they talked among themselves, "What a delicious ass we're going to enjoy." As one of them hit my buttocks with his palm, it burned with each smack, and I begged them to stop. "Shut up, slave bitch," one of them said. I was truly scared, but Alberto reassured me, saying, "Keep going, my love, I'm with you."

Upon reaching the room, they took the blindfold off, and I saw a slave inside a cage with a ball gag in his mouth and a dog bowl next to the cage. They explained that this slave couldn't handle double penetration and that's why he was in the punishment cage. They all sat on a piece of furniture together, and I had to crawl over them like a worm, as they had instructed. As I crawled, they spanked my buttocks, making me cry out in pain. They said it was part of the initiation. I started crying, but they surrounded me with their erect penises, shoving them into my mouth. They ordered me to be quiet and to swallow. It hurt, and I wanted to run away, feeling humiliated. One of them lifted me up, carried me over to a kind of hammock, and I found myself in a dog position again, taking turns penetrating me. Excitement started to overcome me, as well as fear. "Do you like it, slave?" they asked. I nervously responded that I did.

At one point, the pain was too much to bear, and I asked them to stop. One of them slapped me and reminded me that I couldn't give orders. I began to cry. As one of them came close to climax, he slapped me again. I tried cleaning up everything and felt like I was about to collapse. Eventually, they placed me in a dog position again, and my super stretched-open rear end was photographed, with them laughing and mocking me. I felt like they were proud of their accomplishment, and I felt terrible; I had no strength left.

Alberto approached me, comforting me by saying it was all over, asking me not to cry as he wiped away my tears. I was in pain, and I couldn't understand how they managed a double penetration. After changing and feeling weak and with wobbly legs, they explained to me that it was due to the effects of the drug they made me inhale. We said goodbye, got into the car, but I couldn't sit down due to the pain. It was a traumatizing experience. I told Alberto that I would never engage in a threesome again, or he could leave my house. He apologized and promised it wouldn't happen again.

It took days for me to recover from that painful experience. I started having horrible nightmares where things were forced on me, and they laughed at me. I couldn't sleep.

I had to undergo therapy to recover from that painful trauma, and eventually, I distanced myself from it all as Alberto felt guilty for everything that had happened to me.