Free Indentured by Lacey Kane Page A

bruise from the force of it. They never released, though, so those men were stuck with nothing of me but my mouth and throat to force their cocks into.
    By the time my owner came back for me, using some sort of zapper to get the guy fucking my throat off me long enough that he could pull me free from the pile, I was once again covered in sweat. I had massive amounts of cum stuck in my hair and coating my face, shoulders, and arms. Before we left, he carried me to a stall in a corner and hosed me off. Somehow, soap came out of the hose, too, and then it rinsed me. It was like the sort of hose you’d expect at a do-it-yourself car wash.
    Then he sat down in an oversized leather chair, pulling me onto his lap still bound and dripping wet, where we watched the orgy continue.
    “They’ve been trained to know they can’t touch someone who has pants on, and they can’t fuck outside of the bounds of their pallet. Other than that, it is fair game. If they see an available orifice, they are free to fill it in any way they see fit.”
    I didn’t miss the fact that he would likely never have me in pants when I was near them.
    He released the straps holding the ring in place and pulled it free. I’d barely started working my jaw again before he shoved a cup with some liquid in it up to my lips.
    “Rinse and gargle,” he ordered, tipping the cup back.
    The mouthwash burned in places where my mouth had been used too much, but I swished it around and then gargled.
    He put the same cup back to my mouth. “Spit.”
    I did.
    He set the cup on the table beside us and picked up a bottle of water with a straw inside it. I didn’t need to be told what to do with that when he moved it in front of my lips. I drank until it was gone.
    Then he put another gag in my mouth, the penis-shaped one, and started running his hands over my body lazily, brushing lightly against my shoulders and stomach and thighs as though he had nothing better to do. “When they came to me, my test subjects were so firmly heterosexual that they didn’t even want me to be the one to inject the shots into their cocks. Now look at them.”
    I hadn’t noticed that he’d been unlocking the bra until his hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs rolling leisurely over my nipples. That slight touch nearly had me coming off his lap.
    “I had to tie them down at first,” he said in my ear. “Like I do with you. It didn’t take long before they were such creatures of sexual hunger that they didn’t care what form it came in. The one on the left, there?” He pointed to a muscle-bound, god-like man, then drew his hand back down to pinch my nipple. I panted, and he squeezed harder. “I let him loose first. It took him no time at all to start fucking the others in the ass, forcing them to suck his cock, that sort of thing. He was so brutal about it that when I let them free and kept him tied down, they didn’t stop fucking him for four days straight.”
    By then, he’d unlocked my panties and removed them. The trembling sensation that had taken over my body was no longer due to cold, but from heat coursing through my veins. He rubbed my clit with the pad of his forefinger, and everything within me exploded from the release.
    When I came back down to earth, he had pulled the dildo from my pussy somewhat and was using it to fuck me, keeping me right on the edge of another orgasm. I looked down between my legs, shocked to discover that the dildo was actually tiny, barely larger than a man’s finger, yet it felt like it was stretching me beyond capacity
    If something that size hurt this badly…I couldn’t bear the thought of taking his huge cock inside me. I squirmed, but he pinched my clit until I stilled again.
    Then he set that dildo aside on the table and picked up a slightly bigger version. I fought back my sobs as he worked it inside me, or I tried to, but even though it was only the size of a very small man’s penis, I felt like I was being torn apart.
    “The women