Without seeing, without being able to use my hands, with the chastity cage and with things written on my body, I was the perfect target for all kinds of comments, each one more degrading than the last. My sensation was that of being an object, a thing, a hole where anyone could stick a cock and use it as they pleased.

My caged cock was dripping, my balls hurt, but I was fulfilling my fantasy and there was still a lot of night left.

"What, whore, have you eaten many cocks? It's that there's nothing better than bitches like you to stick it in all the way without hesitation."

With those words, I knew the guy was back. With those words in my ear and his cock in my throat, brutal. I couldn't breathe, but I couldn't do anything to prevent him from moving my head until I felt his cock in my throat.

This time, he didn't come either.

"Whore, we're going to put you where you really belong, come on"

He pulled on my collar and dragged me, walking on my knees, a few meters. He pushed me onto a kind of bench, where I rested my chest and he made me open my legs.

My fat ass was left available, ready for anyone who wanted to use it. Honestly, I was craving it. I still couldn't see anything, but I noticed how he put something on my back, which I later found out was a basket with condoms and lubricant, and they wrote something on my ass again: "Fuck me" and "Brute" on each side.

"Whore, I'm going to leave you here. I'm going to make sure everyone at the party fucks you, without exception. You're going to be here for hours. From time to time, I'll come over or send someone to give you a drink, but you can't move or complain. And I'm going to give myself the pleasure of being the first."

I noticed how he lubricated my ass well, without any delicacy but thoroughly. All that was going through my head was the desire for him to fuck me, I wanted to feel a cock inside me, I wanted them to enjoy using me, fucking me like a inflatable doll, like a human flesh light. My brain was swimming in lust, I wasn't thinking about anything else.

His fuck was brutal. While he stuck his cock all the way in, he grabbed the restraints on my arms, which held me against him. I was close to coming, I couldn't stop moaning.

I don't know how long he was fucking me, it wasn't long, but this time he did come inside me (it was agreed). The sensation of being used put me in orbit, but when he said "whore, I like your ass, there's already a line to see what it's like" I liked it even more.

The second cock was much softer and didn't come. The third was enormous, he had to lubricate again. But I couldn't complain, I was just a toy, just there for them to enjoy.

For hours, I later found out it was more than two, I didn't move. I don't know how many cocks fucked me, but it was dozens. I lost count, I was in a cloud. My mind left my body and I just dedicated myself to thinking about being...