After watering all of us on the grass, my Master led me inside the house by pulling the leash. Upon entering the house there was a very large dining room. In one part there was a large L-shaped sofa, a TV, a large low table, and other small tables next to the sofa. In another part there was a long wooden table, for about 6 or 8 people. There was an arch that led to the kitchen, which also seemed large. We crossed the dining room to go towards some stairs that led to the first floor. I naked on all fours, as always, and my Master pulling me. Pollón Cañero wanted to go down and when he saw that we were going up he waited on the first floor, which was perfect for him to dedicate some compliment to me:

- Look how delighted she is to be the whore of four cocks.

- She was born for this. And she better show how satisfied she is to have four cocks that dominate her - my Master said.

We kept going up until we reached the second floor. There were only a couple of rooms and a small shower room. They had everything very well thought out. On that floor it would be me, the rooms of the cocks on the floor below and on the lowest floor the dining room and the kitchen. My Master left my backpack on the floor, took off my leash, and said before going down:

- Stay here quietly until you are claimed, slut.

Then I could rest for a while, lying on the bed. I looked at my phone for a bit and then tried to read. I had brought a book. But I was too horny to concentrate much. After about an hour or a little more my Master wrote to me:

- You are going down to the dining room right now and you are going to walk around on all fours like a good bitch. You're late, slut!!

Damn, I got wet instantly and didn't waste time going down. I arrived in the dining room and Black Dick said:

- Look!! Look who's here!!

Upon hearing that, I stood still and my Master said:

- Has someone told you to stop, you piece of slut?

Quickly I started walking again like a good bitch and Pollón Cañero said:

- That's right, make it work, make it earn it. Walk around the whole room and also the kitchen, bitch. Show what you are capable of so a cock can touch you.

They had decided to make it difficult for me and that made me even more excited. Having to submit and humiliate myself more to receive something in return accentuated even more my condition. It was wonderful. I kept walking through the dining room and the kitchen. Occasionally they would order me something:

- Well arched, slut.

- Sniff that corner by lowering your head to the ground, bitch.

I passed by them, sitting on the sofa, well arched and proud. Pollón Cañero got up, stood next to me, grabbed me by the hair and said:

- You like to tease the males, don't you, slut? You enjoy exhibiting yourself in front of them like a convinced whore. Well, let's see you here humiliated, slut. And wait...