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Alice and Mr. Thompson got to the park a little past midnight. It was in a different neighborhood than the one they lived in. The fact it was far from their home had been the only reason the pretty blonde had accepted to do any of this in the first place. She gripped the belt holding her trench coat together, fearing they would meet a passerby. But the place was empty and silent, they walked under the lamplights without meeting anyone.

The park wasn’t in great shape. Some wastes were overflowing from trashcans and several trees had knife marks on them, but, overall, it was still welcoming. It wasn’t a poor neighborhood’s park, more like a middle-class family-friendly park. At this late hour, families were all sound asleep, though. Mr. Thompson had been right, once again.

Well... Fuck! The young bride wouldn’t be able to get out of it, now.

“You wanted to be sure, and here we are," said the 55-year-old man, with a casual tone. "The place is empty, you know what you have to do, little slut.”

The blonde-haired girl grimaced, but complied. She lost a bet during their honeymoon and promised her newly wedded husband she'd go through with this. And Alice was nothing if not a woman of her word, regardless of how perverted and degrading the wager she lost was. But weren't all of Mr. Thompson's wagers like that?

"Alright, sir. You win, like usual..." she replied, falsely annoyed by the situation.

The 19-year-old girl slowly undid the belt of her trench coat and revealed what was underneath, which was… nothing. No clothes whatsoever, save for long tight-high socks she had insisted on wearing, and a dark leather collar around her neck.

The old teacher looked at her with a mean smirk, detailing the shape of her nude breasts and of her bottom. He had admired his former high school student’s naked figure countless times by now, both on Aphrodite's stage, and in the home they shared, but it never seemed to be enough for him. In a way, the former stripper was glad he hadn't grown bored of her. She certainly hadn't of him...

“Good, my sweet Alice, good," said Mr. Thompson, pleased to see her so obedient. "You know what comes next, right?”

“Of course, ♪Daddy♫.”

The pretty blonde handed him her trench coat, which he put on his forearm, then sank to her knees, pointing ostensibly her dog collar toward him. The iron circle in its middle shone in the lamplight.

“Your bitch is ready for her night walk, master," Alice said, dutifully. "Aren’t you eager to take a stroll with your little pet?”

"Very much so, my dear."

The middle-aged man had an evil grin as he attached a leash to her collar with a loud click and tugged on it to make sure the young woman was now bound to him like an animal.

He really loved this, this simple but obscene gesture, and so did Alice. That leash had been the start of their relationship, their bedrock. The very incarnation of her submission to her former tyrannical teacher turned husband, surrogate father, and owner.

Getting leashed by Mr. Thompson also always preceded some naughty quality time between them, and the handsome blonde shook her round butt in anticipation of what was to come… She couldn’t wait for their steamy date to begin!

"Does it please you to see me like this, sir?" she asked, looking for his approval. "Do you think I'm pretty with your collar on my neck?"

"Pretty? Oh, pretty doesn't even begin to describe it!" the old man replied, with a lustful smile. "You look marvelous Alice, the hottest woman I've ever laid eyes on. The perfect pet! Too bad I only get to walk you like this at night. How I'd love to take strolls with my personal submissive bitch in broad daylight."

This horrendous idea made the 19-year-old girl blush a little. Being naked in a public place at night was already pushing her boundaries, but doing it with regular people around? It would be so demeaning, she loved it! After all, the time she had sex with Mr. Thompson while being recorded on social media had been a great experience. A bit of exposure never hurts...

"I can almost picture it, master," Alice replied, raising her gaze toward him. "People looking at you, a fat ugly man in his fifties, walking me naked on all fours in the street. You'd leave me chained to a signpost while you do your groceries and spank my butt if I don't follow along fast enough... I'd love to show everyone the nice owner who's adopted me."

"Naughty girl!" Mr. Thompson chuckled. "You're as bad as I am, aren't you? Maybe even worse... But you're right, I'd love to parade around my little pet to show how well-trained you are."

"You think people would like me, sir?" Alice asked, wiggling her shapely ass like an excited dog. "You think they'd wish they were in your place and own a good pet like me?"

The evil teacher caressed her magnificent blonde hair tenderly, but sneered with disdain. The teen blonde quivered in fright. She knew her husband enough to predict what was coming, and she had no one but herself to blame for it. There always came a time when she asked too much praise out of him, at which point he legitimately had to remind her of her standing...

"Be jealous of me?" Mr. Thompson scoffed. "Don't think so mighty of yourself! Just look at you Alice, you don't even know who your father is. You're just a bastard bitch, some useless stray I found in that dump of a strip-club. No decent person would look at you twice. You're basically a street dog only good for begging for scraps and being bred by flea-ridden mutts in a back-alley! You're lucky I even bothered to tame an ill-bred failure like you. Sometimes, I even hesitate to get rid of you. This park would be as good a place as any to leave you behind, now that I think about it."

Alice recoiled, hurt by his cruel comment. There was no limit to Mr. Thompson's viciousness. Even now, when the stunning young blonde was doing everything he asked of her while putting him on the highest of pedestals, he still berated her and reminded her of her difficult family background.

And he was going as far as to threaten to abandon her? While he knew full well she would surely die if she was ever separated from him, her beloved husband? The guy was such an asshole! But it only made Alice want to grovel before him even more to earn his affection...

"You... You're right, sir," the teen blonde replied, while kneeling in front of him. "Sorry for speaking out of place. I forget my luck sometimes, having someone as charitable as you for a master. I am worthless, every second you spend on me is already a waste of your precious time..."

Precious time, my ass! Ever since he quit his teaching job, the gross old-timer just lazed around the apartment and watched TV or read boring books all day long. But it's not like he had anything better to do. He cut ties with both his ex-wife and daughter, and someone this insufferable couldn't be expected to have friends. Because who would want to spend more than five minutes with a creepy and bitter man like him?

Alice knew it probably wasn't the best time to point that out, though...

"And you'd do well to remember it, you useless slut!" Mr. Thompson growled, spitefully. "You were too dumb to learn anything I taught you back in high school, but I expect this lesson to sink in!"

"It... It does, master. You're too good for me, and I must do anything to prove I'm worth keeping around."

"Good. Then show me how obedient you can be."

The four-eyed geezer tugged on her leash and Alice followed him for a few steps, acting as servilely as possible. She wanted to prove she was properly tamed, and that she would do anything for him. To think that, only two years ago, she was speaking ill of her ugly and grouchy teacher behind his back with her high school friends! And she was now begging for measly crumbs of his attention... How times had changed.

The nasty old man made her walk in circles aimlessly, turning around a bench, then a lamppost, just to see for how long the gorgeous blonde would keep on debasing herself. But Alice kept on going without so much as a whine. Because what was there to whine about in this situation? Mr. Thompson, being the kind scholarly mentor he was, made her discover she relished being degraded and humiliated.

It probably came from a mishmash of poor self-esteem, abandonment problems and daddy issues. Whatever, Alice was no shrink... The important thing was the fact every step aroused her more than the previous one, and each time the wicked professor she once hated and feared tugged on the leash, her pussy trembled in excitement. What was the point of therapy if insanity felt this good?

"Fuck, no matter how many times I do, I can’t get enough of seeing you like this, Miss Thornwood," said the 55-year-old teacher as he looked at the way her perky breasts moved while she walked on her hands and knees. "Sometimes, I still can’t believe the same bratty schoolgirl who slacked off in the back of my class two years ago is in front of me now, nude and leashed for my personal entertainment.”

Alice smiled, glad to see she had managed to soften him up with her good behavior. She was getting better and better at satisfying him.

“That’s because you made me understand my purpose in life was to become yours and yours alone, master," the beautiful blonde replied, devotedly. "Even though I was a silly inexperienced girl when you took me under your wing, you made me understand so many wonderful things about myself! It must come from your teaching experience... Also, you need to stop calling me "Miss Thornwood". You erased my father’s name, remember? I’m Mrs. Thompson, now. I wear your name both as a sign of love and as a mark of property.”

Her genuine love and dedication made the ugly middle-aged man smile with pride and contempt. He took hold of the leash and pulled her toward him, uncaring of the fact it choked her a bit. Alice was forced to raise her head to meet him, and they shared a passionate kiss.

Her heart and intimate parts melted as she felt both his rugged lips on hers and his yoke around her neck. It was so romantic! It wasn't so often Mr. Thompson showed signs of affection, but the young blonde knew how to read between the lines. The more he desecrated her, the more he loved her, and the handsome blonde had no problem fueling her Daddy's most perverted tendencies...

“You’re right, Alice," said her repulsive former teacher. "You’re my dear wife now, I should do well addressing you as such. I guess I just have a hard time calling someone my daughter’s age 'Mrs.' yet.”

Mentioning Alice's former high school friend and bully Stacey made her feel even better. The time Mr. Thompson fucked her while repudiating his daughter had been one of the best sexual experiences of her life! The fact he asked her hand in marriage afterward was romantic, but it wasn't the part she had enjoyed the most.

No, the memory she would cherish until her dying breath was when her former teacher said he accepted to be her Daddy, her surrogate father. For a 19-year-old girl who had been abandoned at birth by her dad and neglected by her gambling-addict mom, having a man of Mr. Thompson's age disowning his family to take her as his own in their stead was the most precious gift of all. How honored she felt to have been claimed by this benevolent man!

“You told your insufferable daughter Stacey you had repudiated her, sir!" Alice said, overjoyed to remind him of it. "I’m your surrogate daughter now! Your obedient little princess!”

The wrinkled professor kissed her once more, before letting go of the leash, which made the poor blonde girl fall right back on her hands and knees. Seeing him stand so tall in front of her, Alice felt completely dominated. But it was precisely what she had been longing for. An authoritative older male who would reassure her and make her understand she belonged to him... Even when the 55-year-old man gave a patronizing pat on her head, all she felt were butterflies in her belly.

“That you are, girl," Mr. Thompson sneered, malevolently. "And you have no idea how delighted I am to have such a stunning and docile daughter to replace mine! We've just gotten married, but we're family in more ways than one, you and I.”

“You're absolutely right. I'm so glad I could take Stacey's place and finally treat you with the respect you deserve. I love having a kind-hearted and caring father like you, Daddy!" the young girl answered, overflowing with feelings of faithfulness and adoration toward her former teacher.

“Well, that’s because you're a stupid girl with daddy issues," he said, dismissively. "Let’s get going, you ignorant bitch, we don't have all night. And you better stay on all fours, like you should every day.”

Alice didn’t mind his rude slurs, they only exacerbated her lust. She resumed walking next to him on her hands and knees. That’s when her thigh high socks came in handy. The former stripper had learned from experience how painful walking on her knees could be, and the piece of cloth alleviated this discomfort.

It was odd to realize she was so used to walk this way that she now had tips about how to do it properly! Mr. Thompson had really turned her into his experienced sex pet, huh?

"I feel there's something missing," the middle-aged man said, while glancing at the blonde girl's round butt. "A little je-ne-sais-quoi that'd make this experience even better."

Alice noticed mischief in his eyes. She knew that look: he had a nasty idea in mind, and he wanted her to guess it. Seeing how focused he was on her ass, it wasn't hard to speculate.

"Every pet likes to be given toys to play with," the 19-year-old girl replied, with a falsely innocent tone. "Did you bring a toy for me, master?"

The evil teacher reached inside his pocket and took out a small metallic object with a shining jewel at its base. Yeah, that's pretty much what Alice anticipated... She knew some men had a weird fixation on anal sex, but for Mr. Thompson, it was an obsession! Not that she minded, considering how pleasant the feeling was. She turned away and presented her ass to him.

"That's perfect, sir. You're too kind, bringing my favorite toy to play with!" the pretty blonde said.

"How eager you are, little whore. I was the one to introduce you to anal sex, but you've sure taken a liking to it. And what a sight it is! The mighty Alice Thornwood, high school queen bee, begging me on her knees to plug her ass up! Why don't you give me a hand?"

The old man presented her with the shinny sex toy. Instinctively, Alice pulled her tongue out and started to lick it. Her master was so thoughtful, giving her the opportunity to lube her toy before he inserted it in her bum. What a sweetheart, always so caring of her well-being...

"That's it, whore," he grinned, mesmerized by the way Alice lapped up the toy. "Lube it up good. Make sure it'll fit in your tight little ass. Aren't you glad I thought about bringing it with me?"

"Yesh, shir..." she replied, sucking on it longingly to excite him. "Will you enjoy seeing my little toy shine in the dark while I walk?"

"I expect it to be quite a sight to behold."

"And do you think it'll... it'll make you want to... y'know?" she asked, almost shyly.

"Make me want to fuck your ass hard enough to make it gape and fill it with my jizz?" the overweight geezer laughed. "Might be, depends on how good you behave and if I consider you deserve a reward. Now, turn around."

Alice shifted, shivering at what was to come. Her pussy was already wet from all this foreplay, and she was glad to know she would soon be stimulated in another hole.

Mr. Thompson slowly inserted the anal plug in the young blonde's anus. Even with the saliva covering it, most people would've needed a bit of time to get used to it, but Alice was waaaay past that point. She dilated her butt to welcome her husband's gift, which slid in as if she'd been made of melting butter, then clenched it back to hold it still. She had become very flexible in that area, thanks to her former teacher's regular and thorough training sessions.

"Taking it in without a second thought," Mr. Thompson smiled, appraisingly. "Maybe I should've brought a bigger one."

They started walking side by side, as owner and pet, for their late-night walk.

How bizarre this whole situation would've seemed to Alice, just two years ago, when she got up each morning to go to Fowland High and get bored out of her mind during her teacher's class. She couldn't have begun to fathom that a day would come when she would get walked around nude and collared by Mr. Thompson, the bitter old man the whole school hated and feared. It would've seemed like a nightmare, or a really messed up fantasy she would've been concerned about in the morning!

But nowadays, all that seemed completely normal to her. Natural, even. She didn't mind when her 55-year-old former teacher spanked her bare ass to make her walk faster or insulted her by saying she was a lousy bitch. The more he did, the wetter the pretty blonde's pussy got. High school was just two years ago, but it seemed like an eternity away.

Alice was thankful they were alone. What would strangers think, seeing a naked college-looking girl with a slave collar get bossed around by this disgusting old perv? The lampposts illuminated them from afar, anyone coming to this part of the park was bound to notice them.

Would they think she was a callgirl the deviant old-timer had paid for the night to satisfy his dom fantasies? Or would they wonder if she actually enjoyed that outrageous game too? That such a young and attractive girl actually had a kink for this depraved situation, getting treated like trash by a man whom no woman in her right mind would ever put in her bed?

Alice was sure of one thing at least: none of them would guess the elder man holding her like a freak on a leash while slapping her butt was her husband, and that her love for him was unconditional.

“This seems like a nice place to take a breather, don’t you think?” Mr. Thompson said, as they reached a bench.

He sat on it, letting out a deep sigh, and looked at the grass and trees surrounding them. A little crib of nature for him to gaze at. Seeing him like this, he seemed like any middle-aged dad walking out his dog and soaking in the calmness of the woods and prairies. The inner peace that came with age illustrated.

The only weird thing in this painting was the fact the little doggy he was walking was a naked 19-year-old girl with a dripping pussy.

“I hope you're enjoying our stroll, Daddy," Alice said. "Do you want me to entertain you while you’re relaxing?”

“Kind of you to suggest, I guess you could help me unwind. You’ve certainly become more caring and agreeable since your high school years, Miss Thornwood. You wouldn’t have given me the time of day if I asked you, back then.”

“I’m sorry for behaving like a spoiled brat with you at the time," she said, approaching him and touching his thighs to reach his belt. "I promise I'll do anything I can to make it up to you."

“You have your whole life to do so, since you’ve accepted to marry me," he grinned. "But before blowing me, excite me a bit first, slut. Show me how much you love those leash and collar I bought you."

Alice positioned her back on the pavement in front of him, giving the older man an unaltered view of her flawless nude body. She took the leash and put it between her thighs, before moving it slowly — eveeer so slowly — to make it rub her mound. When she found the right angle, she started to move her butt up and down to stimulate her clitoris with the leash's rings. It excited her so much she started moaning a little, but she knew the physical stimulation wasn't the only reason she liked doing it so much

It was because of what the leash represented for her: the materialization of her absolute submission to her master.

"Do you like it, little whore?" the nasty old man asked. "Do you like that object I gifted you in the hotel suite where we spent our first night together?"

"I love it, Daddy!" she replied, grinding her hips more and more obscenely. "Every girl dreams of being offered a leash and collar."

"Even from a man like me?" he insisted. "Even from a fat bastard old enough to be your dad?"

"Especially from a man like you!" she moaned, without breaking eyecontact with him. "It's the best gift a teacher can give his student, the best gift an owner can give his pet! "

"I can see that. Come closer girl, open your mouth."

Alice got back on her knees and pulled out her tongue. She thought Mr. Thompson was going to make her suck him off straight away, but he put two of his fingers inside her mouth and started to slowly caress her tongue, palate, and the inside of her cheeks. It was strange to have her mouth get probed this way, as if he was assessing the goods, but it was tender and intimate... The retired professor usually wasn't this delicate.

"You have a perfect little mouth, and that tongue of yours is always a delight. You sure learned to use it, since you and I started going out together."

"Going out together" was a strange way of describing how their relationship started. It sounded as if they'd gone on normal dates: restaurants, movie theaters and such. Alice had done precisely that with her previous boyfriends, which was probably why it hadn't lasted. Only Mr. Thompson found the right way to court her, to seduce her: by putting her under his boot and humiliating her sexually until she was fully his.

It certainly wasn't the love story she dreamed of when she was little, but it was a thousand times better than any fairy tale she had read about!

"I have, sir," Alice replied. "I was inexperienced when I first met you, but you've made me acquire many new skills! You were born to teach."

"And you were born to be a submissive sex slave. Now, start blowing my cock, Miss Thornwood. I want to feel that whore mouth of yours work its magic.”

Mr. Thompson really had a hard time calling her by her new family name, huh? It probably was because he was used to calling her "Thornwood" when she was still just a student in his class, and not his second wife. The young blonde undid his belt, releasing his throbbing manhood. Her show must have riled the old geezer up, seeing how hard it was. Alice always felt proud to be the one to arouse him like this.

"Here it is, the fat old cock you've married," he said, seizing a fistful of her hair to bring her face closer to it. "Be a good slave wife and suck it."

"Of course, master. Servicing it is my main marital duty, after all."

Alice started licking it tenderly, as if she was kissing her lover. Which... she kind of was, considering how satisfied this penis made her feel on numerous occasions.

In her mind, it was the best dick in the world. No other could compare. Not because it was the thickest, longest or hardest, but because it belonged to Mr. Thompson. The father figure Alice had always longed for, who had taken in a screw-up like her and made her happy for the first time in her life.

The fact the dirty old man blatantly took advantage of her was of no relevance. It was a actually a nice addition to their relationship, to be honest… No, the important part was that her Daddy loved her very much, and that she loved him in return.

He was the only person who stood by her during difficult times. Her high school and college friends stopped returning her calls after she dropped out, her former boyfriends spread unsavory rumors about her before she broke up with them, and even her mother passed on her debts to her before skipping town. Mr. Thompson had been the only one who stayed in touch with Alice, who paid for her lap dances when she needed money, who welcomed her in his home when she lost her job. Everyone betrayed her, except for him.

Most of all, he made her feel special and sheltered when the whole world had turned on her. And, if feeling special and valued meant the 19-year-old girl had to deepthroat the nasty cock of a fat man three times her age while being naked and leashed like a dog in a park... Well, so be it! It was a deal she was more than okay with.

“Good lord, Miss Thornwood, you never disappoint," Mr. Thompson grunted, looking at her trying her best to push his dick inside her throat. "I’ve fucked your mouth more times than I can count, but you keep going at it like it’s our wedding night! If I'd known back then you were a dirty nympho horny for older men, I would've turned you into my bitch sooner.”

“That would've been too bad, sir," she replied, taking his cock out to get a gasp of air. "I was your student, and still a minor. You could’ve had problems with the police if we’d been found out. Since you waited for me to turn 18, everything you do to me is legal now… Nothing stands between you and me. Not your family, not your job, not the law… You can use your slave wife however you want. Wasn’t it worth the wait?”

“When you put it like that, it certainly does… But I still feel like I need to use you hard to make up for lost time.”

He unceremoniously grabbed the pretty blonde's hair and pushed her head back on his dick. There always came a point during their sex games when the middle-aged man liked to become more violent, more dominant, to remind her he only saw her as a sex object to relieve his urges. Truth be told, it was Alice's favorite part...

Whenever he fucked her face, Mr. Thompson liked to make it sting, but never to truly hurt. He didn’t want to inflict pain upon her — or, at least, only a kinky amount — he just wanted to make sure his former student understood who held the reins in their relationship. Who owned her. And, even though the young blonde knew that full well, she quite enjoyed being reminded…

“That’s it, suck my cock like a good whore. If I hadn’t found you in that dead-end strip club, you would’ve ended up being a prostitute anyway! You’re not smart or well-educated, you have no talent other than your body… You should be glad any man would accept such a brain-dead college dropout to become his wife!"

Alice wondered on several occasions how her life would've unfolded if she hadn't reunited with her cranky teacher and been subdued by him. She might have needed to become a sex worker, but it wasn't the most likely outcome. Most probably, she would've ended up paying off her mother's debt and gotten out of the stripping life. She would've found a small-time job but, with her looks, she would've had no trouble catching the eye of a handsome and successful young man to take her out of poverty.

Mr. Thompson obviously knew that too. The incredible stroke of luck he had when he found her at her rock bottom, desperate for some help and affection, even from a dirtbag like him. Hence, Alice didn't point it out. Right now, she could've been all lovey-dovey on a date with a smart student boy her age, talking about whether or not they'd marry and have kids straight after he finished college or wait a bit before starting their family life...

God, all that sounded so boring and dorky! Alice much preferred being down on her knees, getting used as a fleshlight by her middle-aged high school teacher in a public area!

"You're so right, sir," Alice replied, when he finally let her breathe. "Thank you for paying my mother's debt and for looking out for me. You're truly a Saint!"

"That's good money I could've spent on a prostitute instead of you," he muttered. "You've kept me from having a good time with an actual professional, and now I'm stuck with a deadweight like you. You better make it up to me. Show some gratitude and work my balls like a good slut, or else I'll find someone better to take your place."

Alice complied immediately, burying her face in her husband's scrotum.

Mr. Thompson often warned her he would hire hookers instead of her if she didn't do a proper job. Since he inherited a fortune from a distant relative, the former stripper knew it was no empty threat. He could pay for Fowland's most expensive call girls if he wanted to. It was a way to remind her she had to be better than any of them if she wished to keep him to herself. She needed to be even more passionate, lewd and submissive than the best sex workers in the city.

However, the 19-year-old girl also knew Mr. Thompson was full of shit. He'd never sleep with someone else, he promised to use her and her alone. But that didn't mean she would shy away from his challenge. If her husband wanted to ensure he had married the biggest slut in the city, she was going to prove him right!

Alice moved her tongue all over his testicles, putting them in her mouth while stroking his massive shaft. The older man shuddered, and she understood she was bringing him close to the edge... She couldn't wait to savor her master's seed, once again!

"That's it, feel how ripe and packed they are for you," he grunted. "Since our marriage, it's become your lifelong duty to drain them on a daily basis. Aren't you glad to have already found your purpose in life at your early age, Miss Thornwood?"

"I am, Daddy!" she moaned. "I knew what my duties as a wife would be when we got in front of the altar. Too bad I couldn't say it in my vows..."

The thought made Mr. Thompson chuckle. When their liaison started, he was the one doing all the dirty talking, but Alice had learned what outrageous things to say to fire him up. All that vulgarity did it a lot for her too!

"I would've loved to see the look on that priest's face if you said you promised to empty my balls every time I'd order you to once we'd be wed! Can't believe I paid you for it when you were a stripper."

"You're right, sir," Alice answered, gurgling on his hard penis. "You wasted so much time trying to teach a bad student like me in high school. I should've given you full access for free as repayment."

"Damn right you should've. To think you exploited your former teacher like that! I was the only person who came to see you back then, yet all you could think about was how much money you could get out of me by sucking my dick. Using a man your father's age as a money whale... you really had no morals, you greedy whore! But I taught you better, didn't I?"

He seized the helpless blonde's hair and pushed his dick inside her mouth. She felt him pounding against her gullet, then rubbing against the inside of her cheeks. Thinking back on the day they had reunited seemed to excite him.

Alice couldn't deny it turned her on too. I mean, it had been so romantic, the stuff of Hollywood movies. And with one hell of a happy ending!

"That's right!" the 55-year-old man grunted. "Now you're mine. Aaaa~~~ll mine. I can fuck that pretty mouth anytime I want for free. All it took was to put a ring on your finger."

Mr. Thompson took his cock out of her mouth, before shoving it right back in. He repeated the process several times, using the beautiful woman he married as carelessly as a sex toy.

"Yeah, you're definitely lucky some man would take you as a wife! Of course, the man in question is divorced, ugly and 36 years older than you, but that’s the best deal someone like you could hope for. I’m even too good for you, Miss Thornwood. It was either becoming my slave wife or turning into a back-alley hooker. You’ve really struck gold, marrying me!”

He was so right! As she felt his cock get close to climax, the pretty blonde was convinced she could have never found a better place in this world than right here, right now. Mr. Thompson made her feel so humiliated, so used, so degraded! But also so loved, so aroused, so... fulfilled.

"You're absolutely right, Daddy!" Alice moaned in return. "I could've never dreamt of finding a better man than you. I'm yours, completely yours. Mark me again to prove it, I beg you!"

"Thought you'd never ask..."

Finally getting over the edge, Mr. Thompson put a hand on her head to turn it sideways. This angle made it easier to paint the poor collared girl's face with sticky strings of his sperm when he finally unloaded. Some of it landed on Alice's tongue, and the familiar taste of her lover's seed filled her with joy.

"That's right, master. Feed me! Feed your bitch!" she said, without breaking eyecontact. "I'm your responsibility now, you must keep your pet well fed."

"I'm trying to, but my aim's getting poorer. Old eyes, you see," he said, pretending making a mess out of her face wasn't his purpose. "But you'll make sure not to waste a drop, won't you?"

"Of course, Daddy."

Receiving this dirty facial while being out in the open was a complete turn on. Alice would have almost been happy if someone stumbled upon them, to show an unwitting spectator the full extent of her devotion to her beloved master. The shame and the fear of being found out made her lower parts melt. Her Daddy was so kind, always finding new and innovative ways to belittle her!

Though, this time around, maybe he had underestimated the risks…

“Holy shit, am I tripping balls?" said a gruff voice, coming from the bushes. "What’s happening here?”

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The old man and the nude blonde stopped altogether and turned their heads toward the voice that had spoken. They didn’t wait long to see who noticed them. A husky man wearing torn-out clothes emerged from the trees’ shadows, big bushy beard and dirt all over his hands and face. Shit, they'd been spotted by a homeless person! Of course, they should've anticipated as much. Who else would be in a park in the middle of the night?

“Hello! Don’t mind me," he said, amiably, "didn’t mean to rain on your parade. Name’s Richard.”

He walked up to them, and Alice hurriedly tried to remove the cum covering her face. Why was that creep coming closer? She curled her arms around her, trying to hide her bare breasts and her crotch. But the hobo, whose wrinkles seemed to indicate he was in his late 40s, didn’t miss one bit of this erotic exhibit.

Despite her best efforts, she had drool on her chin and her attempts to remove Mr. Thompson's semen only made it more obvious what they'd been up to a second ago. The pretty blonde could have died from shame this very instant! At least, she took solace in knowing the person who spotted them wasn’t a regular passerby. The fact he was an outcast from society made it a bit easier to stomach.

That man lived on the street, he must have witnessed stranger things than what was occurring right now. And it’s not like anyone would give credit to a beggar’s word if he ever said he had seen a blonde beauty getting walked around naked and giving head to a middle-aged man in a park. Who would believe or care for anything a deadbeat loser like him would say?

Yet, even though she had nothing but disgust and contempt for the man who just appeared, Alice was worried things might escalate. The way this drifter was looking at her curvy naked body clearly indicated he hadn’t the purest intentions… They shouldn’t have come here, she told him so from the start!

“Daddy, I think we should leave," the 19-year-old blonde said, nervously. "Who knows who this guy is? And maybe he’s not alone. I don’t feel very safe.”

The homeless man opened his eyes wide.

“'Daddy'? Wait, who are you to this girl?" he asked, turning to Mr. Thompson. "From afar, I thought you were a couple on some kind of exhibitionist streak. But you’re so old, and she’s so young. Don’t tell me I stumbled upon something so… Fuck, I hope it’s not what I think.”

“Calm down," the grouchy teacher responded, his cock still sticking out of his pants. "I’m many things to my sweet Alice, but we’re not blood-related. I’m her former high school teacher, and also kind of a surrogate dad for her. A father figure, if you will.”

Richard seemed to get himself together, but he was still in shock.

“Wow. Okay, it’s not as bad as I thought, but still… A lot to unpack there. You say you were her teacher? And now she calls you 'Daddy', gives you blowjobs out in the open and you walk her around on a leash? You people are messed up, but... damn, gotta admit, that sounds like fun! I certainly wouldn’t mind having a sexy floozy willing to get on her knees for me.”

The hobo put his hand on his groin and started to rub his dirty pants. Something was getting harder underneath, and his eyes were fixed on Alice’s tits. Ugh, what a disgusting pig. They had to get out of here, quickly! But Mr. Thompson seemed to find it fun to keep this grotesque conversation going.

“I’m glad you appreciate the relationship I share with this young lady. But saying she’s my surrogate daughter and my former student is just the tip of the iceberg. I’m also her husband and, first and foremost, her owner. She obeys my every command. Don’t you, slut?”

The retired teacher put his hand on Alice’s head, caressing her long blonde hair as if he was petting a dog. He was clearly enjoying showing her off as his prized possession and making this dirty bum jealous. Despite how problematic it was, she enjoyed when her Daddy was a bit possessive with her. It was one of the rare occasions he actually showed how much he cared for her, even though it came with its fair share of debasing comments.

But that was inconsequential. As long as she was getting praised, Alice had no problem being insulted and degraded. Hell, if her deviant husband wanted her to humiliate herself, she would oblige!

The 19-year-old girl sticked her tongue out, panting like an animal and wiggling her perfect little ass, to demonstrate how docile she was. The display was already obscene before she realized her mouth was still covered with her old professor’s cum. Fuck, that made it even more perverted. Even more exciting...

“My master's right," Alice said, "I’m his property, and he can use me however he pleases. I’ve pledged to become his devoted cum dumpster, and he’s used my mouth, pussy and ass so many times to relieve himself that I can’t fathom how many dozens of gallons of his sperm I’ve digested. I can't get enough of it. I've become so addicted to its taste and texture that I might die if I didn't get to drink my Daddy's cum at least twice a day!”

Pridefully, Mr. Thompson patted her head to congratulate her on a task well done. The gratification made the pretty blonde's legs tremble with delight. She felt like a well-trained pet getting a treat after pulling off a nice trick.

“Holy shit! I’m jealous, man," Richard said. "The girl is barely legal, and look at those knockers and booty! And you wifed the bitch? How did an old fatso like you land such a hottie? You have to teach me your tricks.”

“Well, it required thorough training and common interests, mostly," Mr. Thompson replied, evasively. "The fact the girl's a fucking moron with daddy issues sure has made her enslavement easier.”

The way they both insulted her and treated her as little more than an object made Alice blush shamefully. Her Daddy was being so mean! How dare he be rude and disrespectful toward her, especially after she demonstrated her obedience in front of this awful stranger? It was so unfair!

“Common interests, huh?" he dirty bum said. "Yeah, maybe you and I also have common interests with this little cock-tease right here, if you catch my drift.”

Since Alice was kneeling in front of the smutty vagabond, it wasn't hard for her to guess what he had in mind. The bulge in his pants had gotten quite big, and he was so close she could now smell his stench. The bastard hadn’t showered in days, and he was nearly jerking himself off before a girl less than half his age.

What a perverted scumbag! Yet, the fact the pretty blonde girl was still sticking out her cum-stained tongue inches away from Richard's crotch might have sent him some mixed messages about her intentions.

On a seperate note, Alice had to admit being naked and on her knees between two lecherous older men while being held on a leash wasn't... Unarousing. They talked about her as if she was merchandise, making her feel dominated and objectified. Their hungry eyes on her exposed body were scary, but they also made her heart pound faster. Mr. Thompson bragged about how he enslaved her and, even though it was mostly a game between them, this idea suddenly almost seemed... accurate. This setting looked like an auction. Alice felt like a little play doll they were evaluating, debating over the appropriate price tag to put on her...

However, the homeless man had no right insulting her the way he did. It was a treatment she only accepted from Mr. Thompson. She closed her mouth, outraged by the old beggar's insinuation. As if her master and husband would ever agree to let a foul man like him get his grubby hands on her; on his recently wedded wife and precious little princess!

“I’m not sure I’m following," Mr. Thompson said, feigning incomprehension. "If you want to ask something regarding my little fuckpet here, you’ll have to be more specific.”

“Well, I mean… Just look at her!" Richard replied, with bewildered eyes. "Look at that body! You’re totally using her for your depraved games, aren’t you?”

“Yes," he shrugged. "Alice has already told you of the many ways I enjoy using her. And?”

“I don’t know… Could I, maybe… Use her too, since it seems to be her thing?” he asked, almost shyly.

Aaaaaaand there it was! The young girl sighed in amused disdain. Many men had tried to get in her pants since she started dating Mr. Thompson. Every time, they thought that, since she was romantically involved with an ugly middle-aged man, they had a shot taking advantage of her too.

But Alice never accepted any such thing. She was faithful to a fault to her now lawfully wedded husband, and would remain so until her dying breath. As for him, he would never think of sharing his cherished slave wife to anyone on Earth. Especially not to a dirty vagrant with broken teeth like Richard. The very fact he would entertain such an idea was pathetic and laughable!

“Well, we would need to establish a few ground rules," Mr. Thompson replied, nonchalantly. "But I guess it can be negotiated.”

Alice turned her head toward her master, and her and the hobo both said in surprise:

“Wait, are you for real?”

The 55-year-old man got more comfortable on his bench and contemplated his former cheeky student with a devilish smirk.

“See, I’m feeling quite tired, Miss Thornwood," he said, while scratching his prominent belly. "And you've already made me climax. Originally, I intended to bang your ass while having your leash wrapped around a tree, a lamppost or something, but I think I might hit the sack earlier than expected. You have more stamina than me — one of the problems of having such an age gap in our relationship, sadly — but I don’t want to prevent you from having fun tonight. I had an orgasm, but you didn't, which makes me feel selfish. And, since this friendly gentleman just offered his services…”

Mr. Thompson finished his sentence with a long pause. Behind his metallic glasses, a flicker had ignited in his eyes. The young blonde knew that flicker all too well, and she didn't like it... She didn't like it one bit!

“Sir, you can’t be serious!" Alice replied, panicking. "Look at him! He’s dressed in piss-smelling rags, and he looks like a stray dog that’s just rolled in the mud! Can we please, please, just go home and forget this ever happened?”

“Hey, hold on now, girlie!" Richard said, fuming. "Just because I've had some setbacks in my life doesn’t mean you can talk to me that way! I’m old enough to be your father, show some respect!”

The feisty former stripper was about to retort with a stinging comment, but Mr. Thompson pulled hard on her leash, choking her and forcing her to get closer to the bench he was sitting on.

“That man is right, you disrespectful brat!" his voice thundered. "You're acting like your high school self again, pretentious and entitled! I'll have none of that coming from my surrogate daughter! I raised you to be respectful of your elders. Apologize this instant!”

Alice gasped for air and, seeing how angry her tyrannical husband was, bowed on the muddy floor in front of the old hobo. She never dared talk back to Mr. Thompson when he used that voice, the same stern voice he had when he berated her for her bad grades back in high school. Only, back then, she only had to suffer through it while getting a "D-" on a paper, not naked in a park in front of a homeless person!

It felt so humiliating! Especially since, positioned this way, the pretty blonde was giving the two older men an impeccable view of her intimate parts. And of how wet they had gotten...

“I’m sorry for speaking out of place, sir," Alice said, despising the fact that she had to degrade herself in front of a complete stranger. "I’m just a clumsy bimbo who doesn’t know when to shut up.”

There, she said it. She embarrassed herself in front of a dirty drifter while exhibiting her privates. Could they go home, now? This shit was getting old...

“It’s a good start, but you’ve also insulted him as a potential sexual partner," Mr. Thompson insisted. "Tell him what an honor it would be for you to get shagged by a man of his standing.”

He tugged on her leash again, making sure she understood he meant business, but what Alice noticed the most was the fact his cock had gotten rigid again. Oh, so that's what it was all about... Her pervy master wanted to see his slave submit to a dirty hobo, huh? Presented this way, it didn't sound that bad... A familiar tingle in her lady parts was even urging her to obey. Furthermore, the golden-haired girl knew she'd never hear the end of it if she didn’t go all out.

Fuck it, then. She was going to give them a run for their money!

“As my owner said, I’m unworthy of being your sexual partner," Alice said, trying to sound as remorseful and submissive as possible. "I’m a insolent whore who doesn't deserve to have sex with an upstanding citizen such as you. Your seed is like gold, receiving it would be too much of a privilege for a lowlife like me. It would be like throwing diamonds in a waste container.”

Seeing how both of them shivered, her declaration hit the mark. And they weren't the only ones... Uttering such foul words about herself and being disgraced in front of a man she had met less than ten minutes ago really triggered something in her.

“Gotta say, I like having a beautiful girl groveling in the dirt while praising me!" Richard laughed, between his dirty teeth. "I don’t think her excuses sounded genuine enough, though. If I had the chance, I wouldn’t mind teaching her some manners…”

The dirty bum was amused by the situation, but he seemed to come to the same conclusion Alice was: it was all an act, some kind of exhibitionist and degradation game her husband and her were playing. And that he would, in fact, never get his hands on her. The 19-year-old girl was relieved. If Mr. Thompson’s plan for tonight was strictly to shame her in front of an outcast from society, she could live with that.

She wouldn't even mind getting insulted by the both of them for a bit longer, to be honest... It was undoubtedly a turn on.

“Well, the option remains on the table," the retired professor said, as he relaxed his back on the bench. "If you’re still interested even after seeing what a misbehaving little brat she is, that is. I would perfectly understand if her bad manners killed your mood.”

Alice froze. Wow. Wait, wait, wait... what the hell was he saying? It was only supposed to be a game, right? Right?

“If I’m still interested…" Richard mumbled, in utter disbelief. "Shit, man, you’re insane. This is insane! I really have to tell the boys!”

The pretty blonde felt a cold sweat run down her back. Had she heard right? 'The boys'?

“Hey guys, come on over!" the hobo shouted toward the bushes he came out of. "Look at what I found, it’s incredible!”

Alice gulped down. Fuck... the night was only just starting, huh?

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They heard rustling, then shadows emerged out of the black, getting clearer and clearer as they got closer to the lamplight. One, two, three, four… Shit, counting Richard, they were now facing five homeless men! Alice knew they should've run earlier. What were they still waiting around for? They needed to leave!

But Mr. Thompson stood completely still, scratching his grey beard nonchalantly while looking at the men getting dangerously close to them, and whose lustful eyes were fixed on Alice’s sensual body.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?" said the hobo who seemed to be the oldest of the pack. "I was sound asleep, but you did good waking us up, Richard. It’s been decades since I laid eyes on such a gorgeous young lass!”

The man who had spoken could've been Alice’s grandfather. Her really, really, dirty grandfather, with a beard full of mud and clothes that must have already been ragged back in the 90's. The pretty blonde always thought Mr. Thompson was one of the ugliest men she had ever met. How wrong she had been...

“Always the silver-tongued devil, Frank," Richard chuckled. "See, this fine gentleman told me I could have a go at little foxy here, depending on conditions.”

“Don’t know what those conditions are, but that’s a bargain," said George, a mean-looking hobo with a bald head. "Look at that babe’s body, she's a total smokeshow! Think we can get in on the action, old man?”

The bald beggar must have hardly been more than five years younger than Mr. Thompson, considering the wrinkles on his face, but her former professor didn’t seem to feel slighted by the way he'd been addressed. Alice got closer to his leg, pulling on it to tell him they had to get the fuck out of here, ASAP!

But he removed her hand and put his on her shoulder to signal he wanted her to stay quiet. He appeared so calm and confident, it meant he had a plan. The pretty blonde hoped so, because the situation was getting risky.

“It depends," the middle-aged teacher said, thoughtfully. "First things first, do any of you have STDs?”

The five homeless men looked at each other, confused. They seemed to hesitate on their response.

“Nah man, I’m clean," answered Richard, who seemed to be the group's leader. "Haven’t had sex since the last time I ran some tests. Haven't had sex in years, to be honest...”

“I’d go as far as saying decades on my part," added Frank, the oldest one. "I got some shit eating at my lungs since last winter, but nothing sexual.”

“Yeah, can’t say I’ve fucked anyone in years either. Feels like forever,” said Henry, the fattest of the bunch, depressingly.

“I’m unconcerned by your sex life, you imbeciles!" Mr. Thompson snapped, irritably. "I'm talking about safe sex practices. What about streetwalkers? Needles? Have you put any poison in your veins?”

Alice was somewhat impressed at the way her husband kept his head straight in front of five unknown drifters. They could've attacked him all at once if they wanted to, but his unflinching authority kept them in line. It was the same back in high school: teachers and students alike despised Mr. Thompson for his rude and mocking behavior, but no one dared to cross him. For a gross middle-aged man, he oddly had a magnetic and unwavering presence. That may be the reason he managed to put her under his boot so effortlessly…

"I didn't come here for an interrogation!" George said, angrily. "What do you care about our sex life, anyway?"

"Because I'm not letting you anywhere near my dear pet if you have diseases, you dimwit. Now, are you going to be cooperative, or must I take my business elsewhere?"

"Your business? What do you mean, your business?" said Henry, the plump one in a torn coat.

Mr. Thompson sighed annoyedly, exactly like he did back when teenagers in his class didn't understand the simple lesson he was teaching them. He put his hands on both of Alice's shoulders and made her turn toward them.

"I'm talking about this business," he explained. "I'm talking about the deal we're discussing. Here is the product in my possession. If you're interested in said product, I need to make sure of several things first. So, one more time, are you going to cooperate or do you prefer for us to leave?"

"Sir... I don't understand... I... I should have a say in the matter," Alice tried to say, confused by the direction this conversation was heading.

"Of course you do," Mr. Thompson nodded, "pardon my impoliteness. Say your piece, then. Introduce yourself to these fine gentlemen."

"Introduce myself?"

"Yes, like you did with Richard."

Alice hesitated a bit on what she was to do. It was just an introduction, there was no reason to refuse her husband's command. He always had her best interest at heart, right?

"Uhm... Hello everyone?" she said, unsure, while looking at the group of hobos gathered around them. "My name is Alice Thompson and I'm this man's... slave, I guess?"

Mr. Thompson pursed his lips, seemingly unimpressed, and Alice felt like she was failing him. But what was he expecting her to do in this weird situation? What were his intentions? Seriously, this naughty night walk was turning into a complete clusterfuck!

"You introduced yourself better the previous time," the ageing professor sighed. "But hey, I get it, stage fright. Anyway, here's my product."

"Alright, I'm sold, I'm interested in that... 'Product', as you call it," said George, whose eyes travelled all over the collared blonde's nude body.

"Perfect. Then, back from the top. Prostitutes, needles?"

“Do we look like the kind of people who can afford to hire hookers?” Richard joked, bitterly.

“Maybe, but you look like the kind of people who use drugs,” Mr. Thompson replied.

“I mean… It’s true I do a lot of crack and meth,” admitted George, the bald one.

“Great, a meth head," the middle-aged professor sighed. "Wonder how you wound up in the street, with a pastime like this. Guess it's still better than that fentanyl shit I've heard about. What about heroin? Did you use needles?”

“Nah, way too expensive. And needles scare the crap out of me.”

“Same for me," said Henry, the fat one. "I’m an alcoholic, that’s for sure, but no drugs. And, as far as my sex life is concerned, I’ve never gotten much action anyway. I’m clean.”

“Good," Mr. Thompson nodded. "And what about you there, the big quiet guy in the back? Any STDs?”

That's when Alice noticed the fifth man of the group, who had remained silently in the shadows up until this point. He was the tallest of the group, by far. Younger too, like Henry, though it wasn't saying much since they both were in their late 30s. He had a big trench coat which he had sewn back together several times, and his expression was cryptic, unemotional... almost scary.

Contrary to his comrades who seemed to be impressed by Mr. Thompson's aplomb, he looked the old teacher straight in the eyes without flinching. The young blonde wondered how her master managed to stay calm in the presence of those five strangers, but especially in front of this monstrous fellow.

“No.” simply said the towering homeless man, with a neutral tone.

Mr. Thompson meditated this short response for a few seconds, before turning to Richard:

“Can I trust him on that?”

“Yeah. I mean, Robert’s a man of few words, but he’s no liar.”

The teacher turned back to Robert and ascertained him again. The tall hobo didn't move an inch, and, after a pause, Mr. Thompson finally nodded.

“I respect that. So, we’re all good, no STDs. Then, it’s settled.”

“Wait… What do you mean, 'it’s settled'?" Alice said, looking at him in fear.

The ugly old man tugged on her leash, signaling he wanted her to remain silent. But the blonde girl couldn't just let things unfold without speaking up anymore, she resisted and pulled back on his leash. Her defiance wasn't to her nasty husband's taste, and he pulled even harder the second time. So forcefully that Alice lost her balance and pathetically fell on all fours on the floor.

“Shut up, you uneducated swine!" the old professor growled. "The grown men are talking, I won't tolerate any disrespect.”

The collared girl looked at the five homeless men standing around her and turned all red. It had been a long time since Mr. Thompson had to be so aggressive when scolding her. To think only a few dozens of minutes ago, he said he wanted to show her obedience to other people. It was so humiliating to be disciplined by her master in front of an audience!

After that, Alice didn't dare talk back again. Despite how hostile and rude he'd been, she went back next to him submissively and held onto his leg like a whining puppy who had received a slap on the snout. She didn't want her beloved Daddy to be angry at her, she was just frightened by what was happening is all.

He was messing with her, right? It was just one of his perverted mind games to freak her out, there was no way he was seriously considering this. She looked up at him with pleading doe eyes, but the 55-year-old man only sneered and turned back to the group of hobos.

“Anyway, ground rules," Mr. Thompson said, annoyedly. "As this fuckable little teen just said, she's my sex slave. Alice is my property, and I use her as I see fit. She'd do well to remember that!”

“Wait, teen?" intervened Frank, the oldest vagrant. "What the hell, I don’t want any problems with the cops!”

“Well, I’m 19, but only for the next three or four weeks," Alice blurted out. "So, still technically a teen, but not for long.”

She had no idea why she said that. Seriously, what kind of girl corrects people regarding her birthday date while she's being sold like frigging livestock to a bunch of filthy homeless men!? She didn’t fully grasp what was happening and she didn't want to be reprimanded by her master again, she just wanted to be part of the conversation. Though, at this point, she was starting to understand whatever deal was being brokered here would happen without consulting her...

“Oh... Then, I guess it makes whatever’s happening between you two legal. Kind of?" Frank said, scratching his neck.

“Of course, we’re all consenting adults here," Mr. Thompson reassured him.

"That's still, like... A lot of grey areas," the oldest hobo insisted.

"Nonsense. I guess a few park rules of conduct might disapprove of what we’re doing here, but there’s no need to trouble yourself with the law. Isn’t that right, slave?”

“Y… Yes, Daddy,” Alice replied, submissively.

“Perfect," he smiled, happy to see his former bratty student obey him again. "So, first, you’ll have to make her scrupulously clean your cocks with her mouth. It’s a question of hygiene obviously, because I don’t want your filthy knobs getting anywhere near that precious tight pussy I’ve learned to love so much before they're washed. But it’s also a gift, since little Alice here is a gluttonous cumslut! The girl has a kink for licking nasty cocks for hours on end, especially that of older men. We don’t have the same palate, but to each their own, I guess.”

Alice saw the men surrounding her grin in excitement. Jesus Christ, why did the old bastard have to be this provocative!? The situation was already a mess! He was playing with fire, blowing on the embers of sex-deprived men’s urges like this, and he certainly wasn't the one who would suffer the consequences. Kneeling on the floor as she was, they all seemed so tall and scary…

“If all your rules are like this, you'll get no complain from me, man!” chortled George, the bald meth head.

“I don’t know, all this seems sketchy," said Richard, the leader. "You sure you’re not messing with us?”

“You question my honesty? I'm hurt," Mr. Thompson replied, putting a shocked hand on his chest. "Miss Thornwood, be a good bitch and show this kind fellow I’m a man of my word.”

He pointed her in the direction of the filthy homeless man’s crotch. So, it wasn’t a mind game after all. He really intended for her do this!

“Daddy, please… That’s too much," she implored. "We’re wedded, I only want you. I don’t want to… to…”

“Wedded?" said Frank, the oldest one. "You mean this naked college-looking girl is your wife?”

“Of course she is. And currently, she’s acting like a spoiled brat. Alice, what did I tell you about disobeying my orders? I gave that man my word, don’t make me look like a fool. Go on and clean his cock until it’s spotless. Now!”

The 19-year-old blonde saw the old teacher’s grip on the leash tighten. Oh no, he was getting mad again! It had been weeks since he had gotten mad. Their honeymoon had been such fun, they connected so much. She couldn’t ruin all this hard word to get on his good side only because she refused his command.

Furthermore, now that Alice really thought about it, Mr. Thompson was in the right. He gave an instruction to his obedient plaything, and she dared refuse him? Of course he was angry, and rightfully so. She had to fix her mistake quickly, show him she hadn’t forgotten her place as a toy for him to use at his leisure. If it meant sucking this smelly vagrant’s cock… Well, so be it.

Mr. Thompson saw the shift in her eyes and rose from the bench. Pleased to see she came back to her senses, he made the leashed blonde approach the homeless man on all fours. Now that she was getting a closer look at Richard, Alice realized how repulsive he was. He was probably nearing on his 50s, but the street life had left him looking even more grizzled. There were scars on his callous hands and his teeth were broken and yellowy. She seemed so young and pure in comparison.

Once again, she was about to do something obscene with a man who could've been her father in another life. It was becoming a habit of hers, come to think of it…

Strangely, the fact she was dealing with a forty-something made the whole thing less repelling. Alice would rather deal with someone like that than a homeless boy her age. Maybe it was because of her daddy issues and need for validation from older male figures? Or maybe because the humiliation of being with someone so far out of her age bracket tickled her fancy? God, she really had a weak spot for older men, hadn’t she?

“I’m sorry for my previous impoliteness, sir," she told Richard, humbly. "My master is no liar, everything he says is the truth. Always. Since he said I’d clean your dirty penis, then I’ll… I’ll do that.”

The beggar was still skeptical but, what the hell, it wouldn’t hurt to try. He let her undo the damaged piece of leather he used as a belt and lowered his trousers.

"Go on then. Do your duty," he replied.

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After all this sex talk in front of a gorgeous naked woman, Richard was already hard. His penis was plump and heavy, with a bush of greying hair at its base. It was by no means the most pleasant-looking cock the golden-haired girl had seen in her life, quite the opposite. Yet, with some trimming off, a good shower and some serious soap scrubbing, it might have been conceivable to put something like this in her mouth. But in this sorry state, it was… gut-wrenching.

Thing was, she had no choice in the matter. Mr. Thompson put his hand behind her head and guided her toward Richard’s manhood.

Alice reluctantly undid his foreskin and she raised her nostrils at the foul smell that attacked her sinuses. Oh, fuck it, there was no point prolonging this ordeal. Might as well dive right in.

She put the homeless man’s cock in her pristine mouth, and started to suck on it dutifully. Her tongue played around in the folds of his skin to remove impurities, which she found in abundance. She couldn't believe she was actually doing such a thing, gathering filth off the shaft of a beggar she just met in front of an audience of old creeps.

What had gone so wrong in her life that she ended up in this absurd and disgusting situation? Why did she have to stain and defile her mouth with something this gross... this revolting… this... this savory!

"Good little slut," Mr. Thompson praised, with a grin. "Tell him how much you're enjoying servicing a refined man like him."

"I absolutely love it, sir," Alice obeyed, making eye contact with the beggar while licking his stiff cock all over and covering it with her saliva. "Your dick is delicious, I should've known from the start that a gentleman like you was packing down there."

It was obviously dirty talk. Yet, the 19-year-old blonde was shocked to realize... She wasn't completely lying.

Alice knew she should've felt like she was about to vomit, but the opposite was happening. She choked on Mr. Thompson’s penis so many times and smelled the distinct odor of a sexually aroused older man so often that her body was reacting on his own. And her body was telling her that, no matter who it belonged to, she really had a thing for blowing on nasty middle-aged men’s cocks.

It wasn't logical or explainable, her brain was simply wired in fucked up ways. But it was a craving, a fixation, an obsession! And she had no intention of fighting it. Hence, she moved her tongue and lips all over this new penis eagerly to soak this feeling in, to stain herself as much as she possibly could.

“Holy shit, it’s actually real!" Richard said, amazed. "I can’t believe I have a hot babe cleaning my cock after all this time!”

He took hold of the young girl’s hair and pushed her head further down on his member. The old vagrant hadn’t had a woman in years, and he intended to take full advantage of this opportunity. He was rough, but Alice was actually having a fantastic time, getting used as this homeless man's vacuum cleaner. Her pussy was tingling like crazy.

However, it was strange to feel sexual arousal for someone other than her master. She felt like an awful cheater! Richard was right to treat her harshly, to make her suffocate on his cock and to thrust into her mouth without mercy. That was the punishment she deserved for letting her body be unfaithful to her Daddy. Mr. Thompson should've been the only person allowed to make her feel this way.

“Can we… Can we cum inside her?” asked Henry, the fat one, unable to avert his eyes from his friend pounding into the collared blonde's gullet.

“Why, of course," Mr. Thompson said, jovially. "And not only in her mouth. Her pussy and ass are open for business too. Girls her age tend to know little about sex, but I trained her to know how to properly satisfy a man’s needs. Little Alice here might be my wife, but her primary function is to be my personal cum dumpster, after all.”

The 19-year-old blonde couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She tried to take the hobo's cock out of her mouth to protest, but her former professor’s words made Richard go berserk. He impaled her mouth on his manhood with a disdainful smirk, pushing it as deep as he could into Alice's throat. He moved his cock around to make sure her teeth and the inside of her cheeks were coated with a mix of her saliva and his precum.

He wanted to make sure she did her job properly and that she'd leave his penis spotless. It was violent and debasing, but exciting at the same time.

“A cum dumpster, aye?" the dirty hobo said. "I could make do with that. Not only me, by the way. I’m sure the boys here could also put such a convenient appliance to good use!”

“Perfect, then we’re on the same page. I’m sure Miss Thornwood will provide you with hours of entertainment. Her pussy is very stretchable, and her ass is to die for. But before that, I must edict one final rule."

The old teacher looked at each and every one of them with a more sullen demeanor. From the corner of her eyes, the young blonde noticed George and Henry seemed especially uncomfortable with the intensity of his gaze.

"Alice is a big girl, she can handle herself. That sneaky little masochist doesn’t like to admit it, but she enjoys being bullied around a little. But it stops there. She's my wife, not a piñata. If you mistreat her for real, you'll realize the life you're living now is all sunshine and rainbows compared to the WRATH and TORMENT I'll unleash upon you."

There was a pause between the five men. Richard's movements in Alice's mouth stopped, even though his dick was still very much drilled inside it. Mr. Thompson turned to Robert, the tallest and most frightening one of the bunch, and they exchanged a strange look. The massive bum could have broken both his arms in a matter of seconds, but he seemed thrown off for the first time. It was like in high school, no one dared talk back to the disgruntled professor when he used his cold hard voice.

"Understood," Robert finally said, with an imperceptible nod.

This simple word seemed to be enough to convince Mr. Thompson. He turned to Alice and, fearing he might have gone too far while facefucking her, Richard released the pretty blonde’s hair from his grip. She seized the occasion to pull the cock out her mouth, relieved to get away from the bush of sweaty pubes that tickled her lips and nostrils. She was finally free! Free to speak and to stop this madness!

Her old teacher put a hand on the top of her head. It was a gentle touch, and he seemed very protective of her well-being a second ago. Alice was sure he'd listen to reason and get them both out of this mess.

But then, his fingers seized her golden locks, and he unceremoniously pushed her mouth on the filthy vagrant’s cock right down to its base in one go. Her face was back even further into Richard’s pubes. She convulsed and gurgled as she choked on his dick, but he didn't seem to care.

“Since we’ve come to acceptable terms, I’ll lend her to you for the night," the 55-year-old man said, deaf to Alice's feeble tries to escape. "I’ll be back before sunrise to take her off your hands once you’re done with her.”

The helpless blonde opened her eyes to see what was happening above her, and what she witnessed was abominable. Worse than being naked in front of strangers, far worse than having a homeless man's cock thrust in her throat. Mr. Thompson was giving her leash to Richard!

Tears swelled up in her eyes. How could he!? This leash was the symbol of her love and devotion to the teacher she once despised, before understanding he was her soulmate. And he was giving it away to an unknown vagrant they just met? Alice would've been less offended if he'd thrown his wedding ring in a garbage can.

“Remember, this is only for tonight, so don’t hesitate to really give it to her," Mr. Thompson said. "You’re not getting another opportunity like this anytime soon, if ever.”

Richard was so excited that he came a little inside her mouth. The taste was bitter and salty, but all Alice could think of was her leash. Her perfect little leash that was now in another man's hand.

“Oh, don’t you worry about that..." the dirty hobo said, completely focused on the collared girl drooling all over his rod. "We’ll make the most of it. Trust us.”

The 55-year-old man nodded, then started to walk away as if nothing noteworthy had just happened. It’s like he found a cent in the street and had given it to the first beggar who crossed his path. He was going home with the feeling of having done a good deed, ready to sleep with a clean conscience.

Oh, that absolute motherfucker! Alice would have none of that!

She liberated herself from Richard’s hands and removed his now clean cock from her mouth. Any other day, the 19-year-old girl would've been proud of a job so well done. The only spotless part of the homeless man's body was now his penis. Every single piece of dirt and smegma had been removed from it. She had lapped them all up, and they were now stirring around inside her mouth and belly, saturating her taste buds with conflicting signals of disgust and arousal.

The teen blonde took pride in her dick-sucking skills, but considering what Richard's penis looked like only a few moments ago, she outdid herself this time around.

Alice couldn't focus on that right now, though. She yanked her leash from Richard's hand, freeing herself like she'd never done before, and walked after Mr. Thompson on all fours. She looked like a lost puppy running behind his owner's car after being abandoned at a truck stop.

“Wait, Daddy!" she pleaded, spit, cum and foul fluids smeared all over her angel-like face. "Are you really… Are you really going to leave me here with those dirty bums? It’s not a joke?”

The retired professor turned back, seemingly surprised she found anything in this situation peculiar.

“Of course it's not a joke, Miss Thornwood. As you saw, I gave your leash to this kind fellow Richard. Run back to him, silly girl. As far as you’re concerned, he’s your new master. All those homeless men are your night masters now, as a matter of fact. You’d do well obeying their command and giving them satisfaction, as I trained you to do."

Mr. Thompson patted her head patronizingly, as if she was a kid who came crying after seeing a scary movie.

"Don't worry," he said, with a reassuring voice. "At dawn, you'll become my slave again, and I'll keep using your body as usual. Do you understand, or is it too much to register for that little head of yours?”

The old fucker always enjoyed insulting her intelligence, as he often did after grading her papers in high school. It's true Alice was hardly valedictorian of her class back then, and those insults were part of their usual dirty talk. But there was a difference between being bad at school and understanding that what was happening here was not okay!

“I'm not just the random schoolgirl you used to scold anymore Mr. Thompson, or even the stripper you booked three times a week, I'm your wife!" she replied, infuriated. "You said the vows, we went on a honeymoon, we moved in together. How dare you sell me like a cheap whore to a bunch of… of homeless creeps!”

“Sell you?" the evil man scoffed, disdainfully. "I’m not selling you, Miss Thornwood. I’m not getting paid for any of this, and neither are you. I'm not pimping you out like a prostitute, this isn’t a monetary exchange. I wouldn’t accept three bucks from those bums to take turns fucking you if they offered it. I would feel like I'm stealing from them, you’re nowhere near being worth such an amount."

The 55-year-old man grabbed her chin and made her look him in the eyes. She was met with mockery and contempt. It was a look Alice knew well, the exact look the ugly professor had the first time he paid her for a private strip-tease, delighted to humiliate the cheeky schoolgirl he resented for so long.

But things had changed since then. She did everything her Daddy asked of her, and he came to love her in his own way, hadn't he? It couldn't have all been a delusion.

"You call yourself my wife, but you're just a shit-for-brain college dropout who couldn’t even keep a job as a stripper," he insisted, venomously. "What would anyone find useful in a trashy slut like you, except a set of fuckable holes? So no, I’m not selling you, I’m lending you. Like a used-up appliance I'm bored of using and don’t need for a while. Does that make you feel better, Miss Thornwood?”

Tears were burning her eyes. Her Daddy was being so cruel! Usually, Alice secretly liked that, but right now… No! He was pushing things too far!

“You can’t! You can’t force me to do that!” the poor blonde cried.

“'Force you'?" the retired teacher replied, confused. "No one's forcing anyone to do anything. You may be my slave, but only because you choose to. You’re a free woman, Miss Thornwood. If you want to leave this park right now, no one will stop you. I’ll give you your trench-coat back, and we'll call it a night. We can be home in less than 30 minutes, drinking a cup of tea before going to bed. You’ll be sound asleep in no time and wake up tomorrow feeling rested and refreshed. How does that sound?”

Wait, what!? It was Alice's turn to be taken aback. After all those threatening comments... that was it? She could just... fuck off and go home?

Her body relaxed and she had a deep sigh of relief. Holy crap, she was actually afraid for a moment there! Thank god, Mr. Thompson hadn’t completely lost it to early dementia. The young blonde felt so much better knowing she was going to be home soon, safe from this madness. There, she'd lie on the couch, watch TV, check her social media, and do…

...do what?

Alice frowned a little. All that suddenly sounded awfully boring. She hadn't reached orgasm once since the beginning of the night, and her clit was burning in excitement. She was longing for relief after being degraded so much! A second ago, she feared she wouldn’t be able to get out of this horrendous situation. But now that Mr. Thompson was rolling out the red carpet for her to leave, it kind of sounded… dull. Where would be the fun in that?

“You may leave if you want to, but you can also stay…" the deviant professor said, with a grin. "Your master just gave you the explicit order to service five homeless men for the night. If you so choose, you can spend the next hours sucking on dirty old men’s cocks and feel them furiously defile your every hole, all that with my blessing. It’s my gift to you, Miss Thornwood.”

Alice’s thighs shivered at Mr. Thompson's words, and she unknowingly swallowed some of Richard’s precum. It was slimy and tasted disgusting, but it made her brain all woozy... How could such a foul mixture turn her on so much?

Because it did. It undeniably did...

“You always like to act as the innocent schoolgirl you were in my class, but I know you, Miss Thornwood," he teased. "You’re a nymphomaniac sub who gets a kick out of being used like a ragdoll by unseemly men. The older, the grubbier, the better. Why else would you marry a despicable man like me? As your master, I’ve just gathered five of the nastiest people in this town for you to have fun with. Am I not a generous husband and Daddy?”

Such a proposition shouldn’t have sounded appealing whatsoever… but it did. To Alice, it really did. Mr. Thompson was right, she was a sucker for older men, for rough sex, for submission. The 19-year-old never tried having sex with more than one partner at a time, so having to handle five at once seemed like an abysmally exciting prospect.

And not just any men, not dashing college boys, but dirty geezers society had left to rot in a park. Most prostitutes wouldn’t even consider doing anything with such repugnant people. Even if they got paid a huge amount to do so, they certainly wouldn’t accept it in a public place, and they'd surely ask them to at least shower first. If she agreed to this, Alice would have to endure all of it, though. She would have to suffer through this humiliation. And all that, without being paid a cent! Like the cheapest slut on the face of the Earth…

Her brain was urging her to get as far away from here as humanly possible, but her moist pussy was telling a completely different story.

“So, Miss Thornwood, what’s it gonna be?" Mr. Thompson asked. "Do you want me to take your leash back, or…?”

The naughty blonde would've never dared to do something this indecent on her own. Thankfully, she had a kind and protective father figure to help her through her journey of self-discovery. A guide, a mentor to push her to experiment new and titillating things.

She was getting it now, all of this was actually a considerate gift from her Daddy. He was right telling her she could be a bit of a slowpoke sometimes, it took her an embarrassing amount of time before understanding the incredible opportunity he was giving her. Of course he had her best interest at heart, how could she have doubted it? Alice really found the needle in the haystack when she married this magnificent person.

“I… I get it now, sir," she replied. "I’m your pet, your object. As such, I can be lent to someone else if you wish to, whatever use they have for me. So, you shouldn't have to ask me anything, Daddy. My response will always be the same…”

She stuck her tongue out and caressed her breasts, making a depraved expression to make him understand how thankful she was for the chance he was giving her. Her husband was one in a million, being so thoughtful with her. God definitely broke the mold when he made him!

“You finally get it," Mr. Thompson smiled. "Those poor men have hardly felt the touch of a woman in years, so it’s only natural for me to help those in need with the possessions I have. Consider yourself a social donation on my part to those vagrants society has ungratefully cast aside."

He put his fingers under her chin again. This time, his expression was kind and loving. Alice recognized the man she married once more, the undeniable love of her life.

"I want you to put your heart into it, Miss Thornwood, understand?" he said. "You wouldn’t want to render this grand selfless gesture I’m making pointless, would you?”

“Of course not, Daddy," the 19-year-old girl replied, adoringly. "As you said, they’re my masters for the night. I will treat them exactly like I treat you, with the utmost respect.”

"I know you will. That's why you're my special girl."

Alice felt butterflies in her stomach. She was so glad to have finally met his expectations and be praised for it.

“Perfect. I’m beat, I’ll go home and get a good night’s sleep. I’ll be back in, say… 7 to 8 hours? That should be enough for you guys too, right?”

“O... Of course, man," said Richard, who had listened to their conversation in utter confusion. "And really… Thank you. You have no idea what this means to us. We really need this.”

“Don’t worry, it’s just me being kind to my fellow man," the retired professor said, with a polite bow. "Have your fun with my little dolly, I’ll see you on the morrow.”

He turned to the pretty blonde and gave a gentle pat on her head. Then, without saying a word, he put the leash's handle inside her mouth. Alice didn't need any subtitles to understand what he meant by this. With this simple gesture, he released her from his authority, at least temporarily.

"I bid you a pleasant night too, Miss Thornwood," Mr. Thompson said, with a sly smile. "I'd recommend you don't overexert yourself, but I know you won't follow my advice. I'll see you at dawn, it will all make sense in the morning."

Then he left with an indifferent walk, never turning back to where he left his former high school student. Once he was outside of their line of sight, the naked girl was left all alone. Well, all alone with five old beggars who had the express permission to fuck her silly for the next 8 hours…

Alice couldn’t bring herself to watch them in the eyes. She was mortified, fearful, but also… Hysterically aroused!

“So, this is actually real?" asked Henry, the fat one, stunned. "We get to do whatever we want with her?”

“Well, the girl gave clear consent, so…” Richard replied, hesitantly.

Yes, she most certainly did. Alice turned back to the five men, and a warm feeling started invading her intimate parts. She walked back on all fours toward their group with the leash she retrieved from the homeless man’s hand in her mouth, then submissively presented it to him on her knees, like an offering.

In her mind, this act was an unbreakable contract regarding what she was about to do. The same contract she'd made with her beloved husband once, which had proven to be the best decision of her life.

“You are absolutely right, sir," she said. "As my previous owner told you, if you decide to take this leash from me, I will become your possession for the night."

Richard hesitated for a second, then seized the leash. It was an earth-shattering moment for Alice, but she hid it as best she could. She had to keep her composure in front of her new masters… First impressions are really important.

“Then, it is settled," she said, solemnly. "I am now your sex object until dawn. You can use me however you want and I’ll comply obediently. My mouth, pussy and ass are at your full disposal, and my sole purpose is to please you in any way I can."

To give them a clear sign she was ready and willing, she bowed down before them, as if they were statues of gods and powerful deities.

"I'm deeply sorry to have removed my leash from your hand after my lifelong owner gave it to you," the blonde girl kept going. "You'll need to punish me for this offense. I had no right to try to retake my freedom, and you'd do well reminding me of it."

Despite her words and the fact her lower parts were in full-view, the five hobos remained stuck in place. It was almost funny to see how long it was taking them to accept what was happening. They may have the whole night, but come on! The early bird gets to fuck the girl a little while longer.

"I await your orders, my masters...” Alice said, to encourage them to react.

“Yeah, shit. This is real…" said Frank, the oldest one, completely bewildered. "Those two weirdos belong in an asylum, but who cares. We actually get to have sex this pretty lassie for the rest of the night!”

“Then, let’s not waste any time," Richard replied. "Bring her to our camp before that old coot comes back to his senses and decides he wants her back. I’m not missing out on a chance like this!”

The homeless leader pulled harshly on her leash, forcing her to walk on all fours and follow the five old vagrants into the bushes. Alice shivered in anticipation. This was going to be a night to remember!

Chapter Text

The homeless men brought Alice to a clearing in the park's small forest where five tents were located. A lamppost behind the trees lighted the area and, from afar, the young blonde noticed a playground fifty feet away from them.

Her heart skipped a beat. She recognized it! She completely forgot about it, but her mom and her lived in the neighborhood when she was little. She remembered giggling on the tourniquet, being afraid when someone pushed her too far up on the swing, and playing with other toddlers in the sandbox.

It was strange to come back to this place buried in her childhood memories, now surrounded by vulgar hobos with sinful intentions. It felt as if she was desecrating some holy ground from her early life. The 19-year-old girl looked up, trying to shake this nostalgic feeling off. The cloudless sky over them gave a mesmerizing spectacle, it was a perfect night for romantic walks and stargazing.

“I can’t wait to ruin this slut’s holes!" said George, the bald meth head. "Get her to the center.”

Yeesh, so much for poetry and taking trips down memory lane…

Richard, the leader, pulled on the blonde girl's leash and brought her between the tents. Alice noticed empty bottles of beer and alcohol on the ground, next to litter and toilet rolls. Those bums lived surrounded by garbage, like savages. Her memories from this playground were so different, why did they have to dirty this area she loved long ago with their presence? They really were lowlifes.

But the five hobos didn’t care about her opinion. What was going on inside her mind wasn’t what they were interested in, it seemed… Talk about being shallow.

And they weren’t even trying to hide it. The way they looked at her frightened Alice a bit, but she knew she was about to give them their year’s or even decade’s best memory tonight. Mr. Thompson truly was a generous man, allowing those broke drifters to have their way with a goddess like her.

The fell on her like vultures, touching her thighs, breasts and face with their gruff hands. The were assessing the goods, fondling her youthful flesh to feel its softness and subtlety. The way they malaxed her body made Alice understand how long it had been since they last touched a woman. Fuck, they were so sex-deprived! The hunger in their eyes said it all: like a pack of big bad wolves, they were about to eat her whole...

"Hey, did you notice the tattoo on her crotch?" said Henry, the one with the bulging belly.

They made her turn towards the lamppost's light and looked in awe at the black letters writing "Daddy's Girl" on her pubis. The young blonde blushed, it wasn't something she was used to show to other people. Well, except the hundreds of online users who'd seen Stacey's livefeed the day Mr. Thompson disowned her while asking Alice to marry him...

"Hold on, that husband of yours made you brand yourself?" asked Frank, the oldest one, sounding genuinely concerned for her.

"He... He didn't make me," the young blonde replied, shyly. "I actually did it behind his back, I wanted it to be a surprise. He was very happy when he saw I did this for him."

Frank looked at her like a circus freak, but Richard and George merely chuckled. It was weird to have strangers discover sexual kinks she usually only explored with her former teacher. It felt like an invasion of privacy, but her privacy was far from being the only part of her that would be invaded before sunrise...

"That is one naughty girl," Richard chuckled. "And look at that, it's not the only surprise she's got for us!"

Without asking, the dirty beggar lowered his hand to her butt and seized the tip of her buttplug. Alice almost jumped in surprise, she forgot she had it back there! But her reaction didn't stop him. He started to move the plug in and out of her, sneering while contemplating the pretty blonde's ass clench around the toy when he removed it, and eagerly welcome it back when he shoved it back inside.

"You weren't lying when you told us we would have access to every single part of you," he said, amused to hear the young girl's moans while he played with her butt. "Does that 'Daddy' of yours enjoys fucking your ass?"

Every new detail and feature of her body seemed to fire them up even more. Witnessing how badly they wanted her, desired her, made Alice shudder in pleasure. Mr. Thompson asked her to treat them as well as she treated him, right? Then she'd obey and play along with their games.

"Yes, my Daddy loves to fuck my ass," the beautiful blonde replied, arching her back to give them a better view of her curvy butt. "The first night we had sex, it was the first hole he chose, even before my pussy. He is the first and only man who's done so, until tonight. Which means the second man who'll get to use my ass is going to be one of you... I wonder which one it's gonna be?"

She wiggled her lovely bottom teasingly and the five homeless men looked at one another with a grin. There was definitely going to be a competition to be the first one to have a go at her, but it would've been too bad to start so soon. They had time enough to enjoy themselves.

“Alright, this is seriously turning me on. Let’s get down to business," said Frank, the oldest one. "Get on the floor, I want to try that cute mouth of yours.”

The 19-year-old girl to her knees and undid the bearded hobo's pants, revealing his large hairy cock. It felt weird to have another stranger's cock shoved in her face after already blowing Mr. Thompson and Richard in the past hour, but Alice had no trouble with it anymore. Because those men weren't strangers to her anymore, they were her masters. Every. Single. One of them. And she needed to make sure they were satisfied of their shared pet.

She removed her buttplug before opening her mouth wide for the elder homeless man, going as far as to pull her tongue out to invite him in.

“I’m here for that, master," she replied. "Use me.”

Frank couldn’t wait any longer. He penetrated her mouth in one go, reaching as far as he could in a single stroke. To his amazement, he managed to push his cock down to the hilt without facing any form of resistance.

“Holy shit, her gag reflex is completely gone," he said. "I don’t know what that old man has done to her throat, but even the hookers in Nam' couldn’t do that. How can a girl as young as my granddaughter already have such skills!”

"Shanks for... the.. complimentsh," Alice gurgled.

And he had only seen the tip of the iceberg. Trying not to focus on how terrible the elder homeless man’s dick tasted, Alice started moving her tongue around it. The walls of her throat tightened around his glans and crawled around his cock, making Frank tremble in excitement. Her mouth gave his whole penis a lewd suction. Afterward, she removed his cock out of her mouth and started working his balls while stroking him.

"Your dick tastes good, master," she said, while looking him deeply in the eyes. "It tastes so, so good..."

It was obviously a lie. Alice had never blown someone so old and gross in her life, her mouth was saturated with smells and flavors she'd never experienced before. Even the divorced dads who came to her strip shows when she worked at Aphrodite were decades younger than Frank. He mentioned he was a grandfather, their age gap was absolutely insane.

How despicable and wretched it was for him to receive a blowjob from a girl his granddaughter's age, a girl who was still in high school only two years ago! Who knows, maybe she stumbled upon him back when she was fooling around on this playground as a little girl? Vagrants tended to stay in the neighborhood they knew. She might have seen this homeless man from afar, waived at him before going back to the other toddlers, and he would already have been in his 50s. And there she was, a decade and a half later, earnestly sucking on his cock...

Fuck, breaking this intergenerational taboo was horrendous, but it made Alice very wet. Mr. Thompson was right telling her she got a kick out of having sex with unseemly men, and she was done denying this deviant part of her. She started caressing her pussy as she blew Frank, to the merriment of her audience.

“Holy shit, the mouth on that girl!" the old beggar grunted. "She ain’t just a dreamboat, she’s experienced. I’m so glad to have a beautiful lass suck me off one last time before I kick the bucket.”

Alice felt proud to receive such praise and to be able to get such a throbbing erection out of a man nearing his 70s. It was putting her in a good mood.

“You better not die on me, grandpa!" she replied, winking at him playfully. "The night is young, and so am I. It'd be a shame if you had to leave your poor granddaughter as she’s making such fond memories with you.”

“You deviant little youngling," he laughed. "You’ll really make me want to bend you over and give you a good dicking, disrespecting your elder like that.”

"I sure hope not," she giggled. "It's not like I followed you here looking for a bit of tough love..."

Alice smiled and resumed licking penis from top to bottom, its taste bothered her less and less.

It was nice to interact with Frank, he kind of had a grandfatherly vibe to him. She never met her grandparents on her father's side, and her mother's dad died before she was born, so this was new for her. She had come to terms with the fact she had problematic daddy issues — her whole relationship with Mr. Thompson was based on that, after all — but was there such a thing as having granddaddy issues? It was as good a time as any to find that out. Seeing how the old timer enjoyed her company, maybe tonight was gonna be sweeter than she anticipated.

Then, she felt the leash around her neck tensing. Someone else was tugging on it impatiently, asking for her attention. She looked up while Frank kept on moving his waist to penetrate her mouth.

“Don’t keep her to yourself, you old coot," said George, the bald one. "I’m not waiting for you to climax, I want to enjoy that bitch's mouth too.”

The dirty meth head put his hand in Alice’s hair and forced her to take the elderly man's cock out of her mouth and to swallow his rigid dick instead. Contrary to Frank, who had been considerate, he didn’t let her find her own rhythm. He used her as a fleshlight, putting his second hand on her throat to keep her in place and feel his cock getting deeper and deeper inside her.

It could've been a bit much to handle, but Mr. Thompson had trained her to put up with rough sex for a while now. And, more importantly, to enjoy it. Being treated harshly was what she expected when she accepted to come to this camp. Sex-deprived homeless men left in a park without any female attention for a long time were bound to be a little rough around the edges…

And they certainly weren't going to wait for their turn, either. Frank was still beside her, jerking his cock while George thrusted into her mouth, but they were soon joined by the three remaining hobos. One after the other, they undid their pants and started to stroke themselves next to the 19-year-old blonde, showcasing the tools they were going to use on her in the coming hours.

When George let her go, they all put their cocks on her face, slapping her with them from every direction. Alice had to close her eyes to shield them. Each time she tried to open them, her line of sight was concealed by massive rods that kept on smacking her forehead, cheeks and lips.

"Good little slut," said one of them, looking down on her with disdain. "That's what you came here for, right?"

"Y... Yes, sir," the 19-year-old blonde only managed to mumble, overwhelmed by the sheer thickness and weight of each of their penises pounding on her face. "That's exactly what I wanted, for big strong men to show me who's boss."

Getting cockslapped by five dirty hobos in her childhood public park was undoubtedly a new low... Which probably explained why Alice was getting off on this so much. She pulled out her tongue, letting them wipe their cocks on it. Her evil husband told them to make her clean their dicks, she had to keep her end of the deal.

The blonde girl's face was soon covered with drool and precum, and her mascar ended up ruined by their mistreatment. The scent of their dicks was so intoxicating and masculine, she relished it! Mr. Thompson often liked to call her a cock-hungry whore — which, in all fairness, she kinda was at this point — but she never thought she'd one day find herself in such a degrading and stimulating situation.

All those cocks hard and ready, only to herself... What a privilege it was, her hormones were going crazy! Alice caressed their manhoods lovingly and started to rub them on her face on her own, licking anything she could and soaking in the satisfaction of being the center of so much depraved attention.

Only a few months ago, the 19-year-old girl would've never thought she'd find something so degrading and nasty to be pleasurable. She'd come a long way since reuniting with Mr. Thompson, hadn't she? Hopefully, she hadn't bit more than she could chew…

"Look at that freak, she's actually enjoying this!" laughed one of them, amazed by the blissful look on Alice's face while they stroke their five on it.

"Let's see if she enjoys what follows, then," said another one, mischievously.

One of the old homeless men forced the pretty blonde's mouth on his shaft, making her choke on it for a few strokes. When he let her go, she barely had the time to catch her breath before another cock was shoved down her throat and drilling into it. When it happened again, she didn't have time for a gasp of air this time around. It's as if she was in a breath-hold diving competition! The little difference was that, instead of being surronded by an ocean, it were big rigid cocks that prevented her from reaching oxygen. It was going to be a challenge not to be suffocated to death... Yeah, definitely more than she could chew!

Things were happening so fast Alice didn’t understand who she was blowing or jerking anymore. She hoped she was taking care of Frank, the nice old grandpa, since they had been cut off in their quality time together. But maybe it was Robert, the dangerous-looking giant? Or Richard, the leader with yellow teeth? From the start, the 19-year-old girl had tried to notice the differences between these five men. Understanding their specific demeanors was essential if she wanted to please each and every one of them the right way, after all. But right now, they were making her task excrutiatingly difficult!

Anonymous dick after anonymous dick was penetrating her mouth, covering it with pre-cum, she had no way of telling them appart! All she knew was her head was being passed around like a worthless sex toy for those filthy bums’ enjoyment.

"That's right, you lowly bitch! Grunted one of them, probably Richard. Get used to servicing the five of us at once. It's gonna be your job for the night."

Even though the young woman had generously accepted to fulfill their desires for free, those wretched vagrants weren’t thankful or considerate at all with her. Such ungrateful bastards! How dared they treat her this way? Being so demeaning with her and pleasuring themselves like she wasn’t even a human being, using her like a cumrag for their disgusting members!

Yeah, that was the good stuff... That was precisely why Alice had accepted this disgraceful deal in the first place. To feel used. Humiliated. Dirtied. Overwhelmed! Their abusiveness was making her so horny. If her hands had been free, she would've been stimulating her crotch so hard right now!

One of the homeless started pushing on her head as she was sucking on another guy, laughing all the way. From the laugh, she recognized it was George's doing, the forty-something meth head. He seemed to be the vilest of the bunch, enjoying putting her down even more than she already was. Talk about kicking someone while he's down... That man wasn't only a depraved psychopath, he was a fucking coward!

But the other men didn't stop him, not even Frank. On the contrary, they seemed to enjoy seeing her so helpless. Alice understood where they were coming from, they had a lot of pent-up frustration from their broken lives and sex-deprivation. Everyone in society considered them like the lowest of the low, the bottom of the barrel. It must've been a nice change of pace for them to find someone their inferior, and who they could treat as such, to boot!

Alice didn't mind being used so disparagingly by those dregs of society, it played perfectly in her humiliation kinks. What worried her a bit more was the fact they were collectively becoming more violent, as if some kind of unspoken peer pressure was pushing them to molest and abuse their defenseless sex slave more and more.

Ugh, Boys, am I right? Even as old as they were, they still acted like school bullies! With her looks, Alice had thankfully never been persecuted when she was a schoolgirl. Lots of baseless slut-shaming behind her back, but never anything physical. She would have never thought this type of harassment would start when she would be an adult, and even less that it would come from men her father's age!

Insulting and mistreating a girl decades younger than them was becoming some form of bonding experience for the nasty hobos. Sharing her mouth, disgracing her collectively and treating her as their common free-use doll was making them feel like they were finally part of a group, after years of being shunned by everyone else. The 19-year-old blonde couldn't decide if she found it a bit sweet or profoundly problematic. They didn't seem to be looking for her opinion on the matter, though...

“Hot damn, it’s like Christmas came early!” said Frank, the grandad, making her feel appreciated for her efforts.

“Man, fuck Christmas," replied Henry, the fat one. "They basically reheat leftovers at the shelter, put a few lame colored lights and pretend it’s a grand event. Fuck this, I'd trade this for a young submissive harlot any day of the year!”

“I’m team Henry on this one," Richard said. "Nothing beats young pussy!”

Alice’s face, mouth and throat were being covered by their juices and precum, it was exhilarating! She had so many cocks in her face right now, using her mercilessly. More, she needed more! But, be careful what you wish for...

“It’s taking too long! I can’t wait!” said George, the angry meth head.

The bald hobo pushed his rod inside the teen blonde’s mouth while she was still sucking on someone else's, making her choke on two cocks at once. Her cheeks were stretched thin and the two men were hammering at her gullet as if their dicks were fighting to get inside her throat. She couldn’t protest or breathe anymore, completely dominated by those aggressive beggars battling over her body. God fucking dammit, would it kill them to act a bit gentle?

Well, it would’ve been too bad if they did... Alice had accepted this deal knowing full well the humiliations and nasty activities it might entail. Truth be told, she was actually curious to know how far they intended to abuse her...

"Awww, just look at her, struggling to get two in her mouth at once," George joked. "Bet it's the first time she has to do a group rate."

“Shit, never thought I'd ever see a young bimbo blowing homeless cocks for free," said Henry, the fat one. "And look how voracious she's taking two at once, there’s something seriously wrong with that chick!”

They were right. Alice had no idea why, but being treated so harshly by fetid old tramps was really putting her on cloud nine right now! She clearly had a screw loose, but who cares, since it made her able to experience those incredible sensations! They finally released her and she managed to catch her breath during the three seconds that elapsed before another cock was shoved balls-deep in her mouth.

“That bastard from earlier was right, that skank really enjoys worshipping cocks," said Richard. "I have no idea how he managed to turn such a cute girl into a depraved sex addict, but I’ll have to thank him for that.”

“Can't believe you talk about thanking the guy as you’re skullfucking his wife!” George laughed.

“Nah man, that’s not a wife," the old hobo sneered, as he moved his cock in and out of the submissive blonde's mouth. "Look at that slut, she ain’t wife-material. She’s just useful for a good hard fuck before throwing her in a waste dumpster! Wonder why the old bloke bothered marrying her at all, as she’s so clearly a deranged nympho? I’d have just kept her as a side chick or something, you know? Why put a ring on trash like her, if she spreads her legs for five men at once if you ask nicely?”

Alice would have protested it she could, but so many cocks were being shoved in her face that she didn’t utter a word. Maybe it also was because the hobo's mean words had struck a chord.

It's true that, right now, naked, leashed and encircled by old men using her like a worthless cockhole, she didn’t exactly look like the ideal bride... No man would want such a shameless woman for a wife! How could someone accept the fact his betrothed is a degenerate harlot who enjoys getting gangbanged by dirty hobos? Alice was spoiled goods, any sane person would discard her on the spot!

Yet, Mr. Thompson didn’t. Her old teacher had accepted her the way she was, even married her and took her as his precious surrogate daughter after everyone in her life had turned on her. Those men would never understand him, never understand their relationship! He hadn’t judged or refused this perverted side of her. On the contrary, as a protective father figure, he had helped his former high school student to experience more and more of her unknown fantasies. No wonder the old man had become a teacher, he really was a great educator, and an even better lover!

Alice was overcome by a deep wave of love and affection for her husband. How glad she was to have met him again after he got divorced. She would have missed out on so much if the 55-year-old man had stayed with his previous wife. It was incomprehensible to her any woman would ever want to leave such a fantastic person.

"Come on, let’s teabag that nut-loving bitch!” said Henry, the fat one.

The five men started to stroke on their cocks, only leaving her access to their hairy balls. They didn’t push her to do anything, but, seeing those pairs of testicles dangling everywhere her eye could see, Alice knew what she had to do. She buried her face in their genitals, lapping and suckling everything she could find. She reached at them with her hands, massaging them and feeling their weight in her palms.

Shit, how full they all seemed! Unsurprisingly, the balls she was cupping were all heavy with semen, the poor hobos hadn’t released in a long while. Alice shivered at the thought that, before the night was over, she’d have to drain them all… Her body would have to handle the copious amount of sperm those filthy bastards had unknowingly been safeguarding for this special occasion.

For weeks on end, they had stored up to release it on the teen girl's face, inside her mouth, deep inside her pussy and ass. Thankfully, she didn't have a late diner, because who knows how many gallons of homeless men seed she would have to digest until daybreak? Being the vessel of her night master's manly seed was an honor, but Alice wondered if she would actually be able to take it all. What a dissapointment it would be for the kind old men if she didn't.

"You truly are a madwoman, accepting something so disgusting from outcasts like us," said Frank. "Your generation is doomed, but I certainly won’t complain!”

Alice had a hard time keeping up with whose testicles she was licking or massaging anymore. She felt as if she was lost in a forest of erect penises. The smell of sex was everywhere, it was driving her crazy! Yet, she was proud of her accomplishment. The homeless cocks she was licking looked cleaner and cleaner by the second.

“I can’t hold it in anymore, she’s gonna get it now!” Suddenly shouted Henry.

The fat hobo in his late 30s seized the young blonde’s hair and unloaded on her beautiful face. Alice didn’t try to flee, she even opened her eyes and looked directly and lovingly at the overweight beggar as he painted her eyelids with his cum. Mr. Thompson had taught her never to break eye contact when he was ejaculating, and she had to give the same treatment to the men she belonged to until sunrise.

“God dammit, I really needed that!” Said Henry, catching his breath.

“You braindead lard-ass, already cumming before you’ve even had a go at her pussy and ass!” Mocked George, the angry meth head.

Great, fat-shaming now... Those guys really weren't up to speed with how society was evolving, huh? They weren't kind to her, but they weren't even kind to each other. How did they manage to have any sense of community, if they always behaved like that?

“Yeah, actually, I think it might be time for the main event…” Said Richard, the leader.

Alice saw the men surrounding her grinning from ear to ear. They had been waiting for some time now. The 19-year-old girl's lady parts were trembling in the expectation of what they were about to put her through. She had savored those cocks enough. Now, she direly needed to be filled by them…

“By the way, since you’re a newlywed, is that old man trying to knock you up already? Asked Frank. I’d be all over you to make sure you bear my child if I was him. Otherwise, you’ll soon understand you’re way out of the league of an ugly bastard like him and dump him for the divorce money.”

Alice hesitated a bit on her response. That was a very personal topic regarding her marriage. Should she tell the truth, or…

“I… We haven’t talked about it, but I’m off the pill. She said, as she stroked Richard’s and Frank’s cocks. So, I... guess?”

Something suddenly changed in the men’s eyes, as if a distant instinct had just lit in the back of their minds. The cocks Alice was holding in her hands twitched and seemed to grow harder and longer. Crap, maybe she had made a mistake, saying something like that to those beggars. They weren’t only seeing her as a body to use for their perverted pleasure anymore, but also as a fertile female they could breed.

“Are you for real? Said Richard. That old fool left his young hot wife with us without any contraception?”

“Seems that way. Answered George. What a moron, he even told us we could fuck her raw after that blowjob. Like we’re gonna pass on such an occasion!”

“Holy cow, I can’t believe I might impregnate someone again at my age, especially a 19-year-old girl!" Said Frank, the grandpa, dizzily.

“At least you got kids and a granddaughter, you old fart! Said Henry, the fat one, bitterly. No woman has ever accepted me as a potential father for her child, and I doubt that'll change in the future. I can’t lose the only opportunity I'll have to pass on my genes! I call dibs on her cunt!”

“What? Fuck you, fatass! Said George, the angry meth head. There’s no way in hell you get the first turn fucking her! You just came, and I also want that slut to carry my child!”

“Like you want to be a dad, you psycho!" Said Frank, stingily.

“That’s not the point! After twenty fucking years spent jobless, homeless and sexless, there’s no way I’ll pass on this chance! Look at her, walking naked into our camp with a leash around her neck, shaking her ass and shaved pussy around like a bitch in heat. She’s practically begging for us to breed her!”

“The funniest part will be she’ll have no way of knowing who’s the dad. Said Richard, the leader. That fucker from before will raise a kid thinking it’s his own. Guess that’ll be our way of thanking him for his nice gift!”

Lust and madness rose in their eyes and their movements became more frantic. They were turning around Alice like a pack of wolves lost in bloodlust, mouths drooling in appetite. She had no idea where the first strike would come from, but it was coming.

“Hey, there’s no need to get crazy here… She said, trying to defuse the situation. As I said, I’m ready and willing for anything, but everyone needs to calm down. There are five of you and only one of me, I don’t want you to fuck angry…”

They didn’t care about her plea. They had treated her with contempt thus far, but things were escalating. They had turned into a bunch of males competing with each other for the privilege of inseminating a young oblivious female. And, to achieve that beastly goal, there was no telling how violent they would behave…

“I’m going first.” Suddenly said Robert, the tall silent one.

Everyone turned toward him. It was the first time he'd spoken ever since they'd reached the camp. Alice had pleasured him like the others, but he had never uttered a word. The fact he was finally speaking up said something about the importance he'd put in this short sentence.

“No way, man! Said George, clueless to the resolve in Robert's eyes. At least, let’s throw a coin for it!”

The tall man took a bottle lying on the ground and broke it on a nearby rock, turning it into a deadly glass knife. He pointed it toward the four other homeless men to show them he meant business.

“I’m. Going. First!” He repeated, between clenched teeth.

The four others looked at him in fright and slowly pulled away, leaving Alice kneeling and naked in the center of the glade. It’s as if they had recognized him as the apex predator, the most brutal male of the pack, and that they were offering her in sacrifice to calm his wrath. Robert advanced toward the young blonde, his shadow slowly crushing her small frame, and she gulped down difficultly. Oh fuck, why did it have to be him first? Why couldn't it have been Frank, or even Richard at this point?

“Chill, Robert. Said the homeless leader. See, she’s all yours. Have your way with her, we’ll wait.”

Things were turning for the worst, and Alice was now second-guessing her decision. Why had she agreed to sexually serve this dangerous and unhinged man? She wasn’t getting paid for any of it, and he wasn't Mr. Thompson! The prospect of being back at home, watching TV with a warm cup of tea had never sounded so appealing. Seriously, why had she agreed to all this in the first place?

Robert came next to the 19-year-old girl and squatted in front of her, before lightly slapping her cum-stained face. His gesture didn't inflict her any pain - after all, he had promised her husband he wouldn't harm her in any way - but she knew what it meant. The tall hobo was making sure she understood she fully belonged to him now.

And it worked perfectly. For a long time, Alice had thought she was just a regular sub, a pushover who enjoyed servitude and humiliation. She undoubtedly got a kick out of being an enthusiastic doormat her nasty former professor wiped his feet on, but she had come to realize it was so much more than that. Submission was a form of survival instinct for her. After trying, and failing, to use assertiveness to go up in the world during high school and college, she'd come to a different conclusion.

The surest way for her to get ahead was to bottom her way through life. She had used this predisposition to find a Daddy, a father figure to love and protect her, and Mr. Thompson had withdrawn her from the claws of her failing mother and paid her debts. For the first time, she was in a loving relationship and safe from money troubles. Everything she'd ever longed for, she had obtained through submission.

Robert's careless slap worked the same. The young blonde didn't fight back, she was utterly defeated and tamed in the span of a second! She was in full survival mode. Full subservience mode. To prevent this threatening man from going too crazy, Alice was ready to be completely servile, to be whatever he'd want her to be. And right now, what the terrifying homeless giant wanted was a warm and fertile womb.

"I'm yours, master. She said softly, bowing in front of him. Do what you want to me."

“Then turn around and present your cunt, girl. Said Robert, with an oddly calm voice. I’m going to make you the mother of my child.”

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Alice took a deep breath to evacuate the pressure. Mr. Thompson had given her clear orders, she was to accept everything from those homeless men tonight. And, more so than her fright, her duty and loyalty toward her master and husband were the things driving her.

Thus, the 19-year-old beauty obeyed, shivering as she turned away from the broad-shouldered hobo and got on all fours. She put both her hands on her buttcheeks and spread them suggestively, exposing herself to the four old bums, and to the most terrifying man she had met in her life. If she handled him the right way, everything would go smoothly, right?

“Here you go, big guy. She said, trying to soothe him. I'm at your full disposal, no need to be brash.”

“Don’t patronize me.” Replied Robert, giving her ass a harder spank than Mr. Thompson usually did.

Alice bit her lip, feeling a mixture of pain and arousal. So, that’s how this uneducated brute wanted things to go? Fair enough, she’d give him precisely what he was asking for.

“Alright. Then show me who’s boss…” She said, provocatively.

The pretty blonde heard a loud thud on the floor as Robert lowered himself behind her. The homeless man didn't bother answering her, as if he saw her as little more than a breedable hole. Hence, he started to breed. He put both of his muscular hands around her thin waist and inserted the tip of his cock in her snatch. Once he found the right angle, he shoved himself inside her in one push, reaching deep in her insides without warning.

"Hooo~~~ooly fuck..." Alice gasped in surprise, feeling suddenly completely full.

She touched her belly and noticed a small bulge had appeared underneath her bellybutton. Damn, the guy had a monstrous penis, she could even see it move beneath her skin! A normal girl would’ve felt pain from such a rash insertion, but after successively giving blowjobs to Mr. Thompson and to the five hobos, Alice's lower parts had been dying for a good fuck! Her pussy was completely drenched, and Robert's cock only spread sparks and butterflies throughout her body.

Getting such strong and pleasurable sensations oddly made her feel bad. She had such a cheating pussy! After having been on edge for so long, it didn’t care who the cock giving it pleasure belonged to and welcomed it with delight. But it was wrong, only her Mr. Thompson should've been able to make her feel this good! Alice needed to be punished for how unfaithfully her own body was reacting.

Thankfully, that seemed to be Robert's intention. He began moving in and out of her with powerful thrusts, using the stunning young blonde like a ragdoll for his gratification. Looking back at him, she noticed the homeless man's expression hadn't wavered, as if his mind was focused on one specific goal. She didn't have a hard time guessing what it was, her stomach bulge was a clear indication of it. He intended to reach deep inside her poor little pussy to put his seed as close to her ovaries as humanly possible.

“Damn, she’s taking it like a champ. Said Richard, the leader, impressed. The guy is almost twice her size, I thought he would’ve broken her after a few humps.”

“Don’t underestimate her. Replied Frank, the grandpa. She might be young, but little Goldilocks here definitely has some skills! Can’t say if it’s that weird teacher’s training or her natural stamina and sex drive, but she definitely has a predisposition for rough sex.”

Alice shivered in content. It made her feel so appreciated to hear them talk about her performance this way! Frank, in particular, was such a sweetheart!

Robert, on the other hand, was remarkably silent during their intercourse. The pretty blonde wasn’t used to that. Come to think of it, Mr. Thompson was so talkative when they were intimate. It probably came from his teaching years, but the guy just couldn’t bring himself to shut the fuck up when he was balls deep in her snatch! Alice didn't complain about it though, their dirty talk was part of the reason she found their sex life so gratifying. It really got her off!

How she loved being reminded the grumpy man railing her was the professor who'd scolded for years in high school. The fact they had this past relation before he'd turned her into his submissive sex slave was part of the overall kink she had on being in a relationship with a man 36 years her senior. Past and present sentiments were deeply interlinked in their couple and their sex life.

There was no such thing with Robert. He didn’t utter a word, save for a few grunts as he put her pussy under a mating press. There were no feelings or human emotions involved in this mating, it was all savage and animalistic. She didn’t feel like a human woman, being manhandled like that. It felt more like bestiality! Mr. Thompson wasn't the vanilla sex type, that's for sure, but this was one step beyond. Alice had never been screwed so brutishly, so barbarically! And, gotta admit, she kinda liked it. Freaking loved it, to be honest!

"That's it, keep going... Moaned the young blonde, carressing her breasts to feel how erect her nipples had gotten. Take me hard. Make me your bitch!"

Fuck, that felt good! Definitely better than the sex she had with her previous boyfriends, when she hadn't realized yet how much she enjoyed rough and nasty lovemaking. But, even with how moist her pussy was getting and how harrowing the waves of pleasure irradiating throughout her body felt, something was missing. That little pinch of salt Mr. Thompson always knew how to instill at the exact right time when they were together. But, oh well, discovering something different was part of the experience. The young blonde wasn’t going to deny herself this primitive pleasure!

There was only one slight problem. While her vagina was lubricated enough to stretch over and over to welcome Robert’s large cock, his movements were so forceful Alice's body kept on drifting on the dirty ground. It made it difficult for him to penetrate her all the way.

“Stop moving.” Growled the gigantic bum.

"I'm sorry, you're just a bit... A bit rough. I'm sliding."

Unsatisfied by her response, he seized a fistful of her blonde locks in one of his broad hands and took her shoulder in the other.

"I said STOP MOVING!" Grunted Robert, pissed off.

He had such strengh in his arms the pretty blonde was stuck in place instantly. She had never had sex with someone so physically intimidating and, even though she was far from being a small woman, Alice felt like a fragile little thing in his hands.

Now that she was pinned down, she couldn't escape the gigantic homeless man at all. Every movement of his waist pounded on her ass relentlessly, and his cock was reaching further than ever before, stimulating every part of her pussy without a single hint of subtlety or curteousy. Shit, he was going to leave her butt all red, but she couldn't help but moan louder and louder at each of his assaults!

"Jesus FUCK! You're going to break me at this rate!" Alice cried out, feeling completely overpowered.

"Want me to stop?" He asked, without slowing down one bit.

"Hell no! Keep going! Fuck me silly!"

This wasn't human intercourse anymore. The 19-year-old girl felt like female livestock being bred in a muddy pen! Though, usually, in animal rearing, several females were left to roam in a meadow with one single male to carry on his superior genetics.

Alice would have no such honor… She wasn’t bound to perpetuate the line of some purebred alpha male. She had no pedigree worth passing on. The only adequate use for a poorly-bred failure like her was to be enclosed in the discarded males' dirty padlock to evacuate their urges. To be left there to mate with them one after the other until they were relieved and satiated, easier to handle for the farmer. It made her current situation logical, in a way. The young girl had never known her father, getting gangbanged by inferior rejects was fitting for a bastard girl like her…

Thinking of herself in such denigrating terms made Robert's battering feel even nastier! Alice intended to be up to her task. Like a good little sow.

“Dude, come on. Can we at least spitroast the bitch? Said George, pleadingly. You can’t keep her all to yourself!”

“I don’t care about her mouth. Said the tall hobo. Once I’m done with her, you can pound her pussy and ass too for all I care. But I’m the first one cumming in her.”

“Guess it’s a yes, then!” Rejoiced the nasty meth head.

The beggar positioned himself in front of her and put the tip of his cock against her lips. She looked up at him. Half of his teeth had fallen off from drug use and, even before that, he probably wasn’t a pleasant-looking man. It felt strange to think even Mr. Thompson, a fat divorced dad with big glasses, was more alluring than most of these men.

“Come on, slut. Said George. I know you’re focused on getting your cunt beaten to a pulp, but don’t forget it’s a group rate kind of deal! Open your mouth so I can fuck it.”

He looked at her with utter disdain, but Alice gave him access to her mouth anyway. He penetrated it while holding her neck, forcing her to take his whole girth without complaint. Which, truth be told, she hadn't any of.

Robert and George started thrusting into her from both ends. They quickly adopted the same rhythm, leaving the pretty blonde's pussy and mouth almost empty at the same time, before penetrating her all the way the very next second, crushing her between their massive bodies. Empty, full, and again. Empty, full, and again… Those bastards! Alice couldn’t believe she was getting sandwiched this way, crammed between two old homeless sleazebags! It's like she was a turkey being stuffed on Thanksgiving.

To think the five of them were about to take turns doing that to her… It was... It was such a turn on!

Now that she thought about it, once the five old bums would all have had their way with her, her overall number of sexual partners would skyrocket! In high school and during the little time she spent in college, Alice had only had three boyfriends, most of them short-term. Then, Mr. Thompson had come along and everything had changed for the better. Still, it meant she only had sex with four men up until now. She was about to more than double her body count in one night!

Furthermore, among those four partners, three of them were high school or college boys. Good-looking lads who had taken their time to court and seduce her, and had made her feel special and wanted. Guys from her age group, and quite dashing, since only the best-looking boys could hope to get it on with the almighty Alice Thornwood, prettiest girl in school and maybe even on campus! Hence, Mr. Thompson seemed like an anomaly in the sex life she had led up until now. One old hairy divorced dad with a anger issues in comparison to three attractive teenagers.

But that was about to change. With the five cocks that were about to fuck her tonight, the ratio of old men vs. college kids she would've had sex with would drastically shift. When morning would come, two thirds of all the dicks that would've visited her holes would belong to men waaaay out of her age group. Men in their forties or even sixties, twice or even thrice her age! Mr. Thompson wouldn’t be an anomaly anymore, he would become the norm. Her norm!

After tonight, high school boys would be meaningless in her life. A third of her sexual experiences at best, and, without a doubt, the least satisfying of the bunch! Everybody would be able to say that, statistically speaking, 19-year-old Alice Thornwood yearned and ached for older men cocks more than anything in the world. From a scientifically empirical point of view, only men her father’s age would’ve proven to be suitable to sexually satisfy her!

Yeah, after marrying her beloved Daddy, that seemed so right… Who would’ve guessed statistics could get so kinky? Thinking of that while getting screwed doggy style and working a cock was oddly stimulating. She felt all worked up!

“You’re not alone wanting to use her mouth George, give us some space.” Said Richard.

The hobo leader got next to the meth head and started to slap his rigid cock against Alice's cheek.

“Four dicks for her mouth, she’s going to end up choking!” Laughed George, finally releasing her and letting her take a breath.

“Nah, I’ll wait for my turn, you guys go ahead.” Said Frank, behind them.

“Same for me, I’m still a bit spent from earlier.” Added Henry, the fat one.

“Heck, more for me then!” Said Richard.

He inserted his cock in her mouth and pumped into it carelessly. Alice didn’t oppose any resistance, focused as she was on how Robert was rearranging her insides with his massive dick. After a while, George took her mouth again with Richard’s blessing, and, soon enough, the two hobos were taking turns using her. They seemed to appreciate this little complicity in making the collared 19-year-old girl blow them at the same time. As for Alice, whose eyes were blurred from being solicited so much from everywhere all at once, she couldn’t believe she was satisfying three men at the same time!

God, working two cocks while having her pussy pounded was incredibly arrousing, but also quite exerting. What would've happened if the two others had joined in? Would she have been able to take it?

“Damn, how gratifying it feels to enjoy a young girl’s body! Grunted Richard. You enjoy that, little slut, don't you?"

"I love it! She moaned, licking around on both their erect penises. I love the taste of your cocks, I can't wait to feel them inside me!"

"You naughty little nympho. Grinned Richard. The fact you’re that old fool’s wife is also so hot! To think he just left you there to get used by us. What a cheating whore you are!”

Alice came back to her senses. What were they talking about? She wasn’t cheating! She had promised not to in front of the altar. "In sickness and in health", all the usual crap! She had believed every single word from the bottom of her heart. She had promised Mr. Thompson she would never betray him, and she certainly wasn’t doing that right now!

“Yeah, I guess that wimp thought you needed the five of us to feel satisfied. Added George, with a nasty smirk. Feels good to cuck that imbecile and to enjoy his trophy wife! He must bore you to death, I bet he won't be able to satisfy you after we're done with you. You’ll come back to become our shared fuckpet!”

Oh, they had done it now! There was no way Alice would let such an insult to her Daddy slide!

She seized both of the two homeless men's penises in her hands. They first thought they were about to get a double handjob, but her grip on them became firm and painful. Using the muscles of her perineum and vagina, she also squeezed Robert's huge cock in her pussy, making him unable to take it out. The three old hobos gasped in surprise. They had used the pretty blonde like a sex doll from the beginning, but they suddenly realized she could turn her body into a wolf trap any moment she felt like it.

“Okay, let’s make one thing clear: no one is cucking my husband and Daddy, understand? Said Alice, teeth clenched and poison in her voice. I accept servicing you because he’s ordered me too. If it wasn’t for him, you creeps would be jerking yourselves off pathetically in a circle! So watch your mouths around me! You can call me slurs all you want, but if you dare insult my master, I’m walking out of here! Got it?”

That sudden burst of confidence and anger from the submissive blonde left them all in disbelief. George tried to remove his cock from her hand, but she kept him in her tight grip. The only one who seemed to be enjoying this turn of event was Robert. His cock fidgeted in the clutched walls of her vagina and he grunted in a mix of pain and arrousal. Being stuck in something so tight was driving him was on the edge… He would unload inside her any second now.

“Damn, missy actually has some nerve!” Said Frank, the oldest one, sincerely amazed.

“Yeah, who would've thought after she obediently sucked off the five of us?” Replied George, having a hard time hiding the fact having his dick trapped in her hand was making him panic.

“Alright, you got some backbone, girl, I’ll give you that. Said Richard, the leader. Even though, for the life of me, I can’t understand why, we can see you're faithful to that old man. We won’t disrespect him anymore, especially since he’s gifted us with you for the night. Do we have deal?”

Alice slowly unclasped her hands and George let out a deep sigh. For how violently he enjoyed treating a girl half his age, the meth head actually was a bit of a pansy! Richard wasn’t as spineless, though. He took both her cheeks in his hand, compressing them as if in a claw.

“But that goes for him, not for you! He said. We all heard him right. You’re our free-use whore for the night, and he told us we could fuck you until morning. So you better watch your tongue when you address us, slut. Is that understood?”

Contrary to his previous comments, Alice had no problem about that. She bowed her head next to the floor and felt Robert resume his movements in her pussy, making her lower parts tingle. Being dominant for a short while had been nice, but submission was really what floated her boat… How she enjoyed being put back in her place after mouthing them off.

“Of course, my masters. Said the pretty blonde, feeling a strong orgasm building up in her insides. I’m sorry for speaking out of place.”

“That’s better. Replied Richard. Then stop talking and get back to sucking.”

She opened her mouth, willing to blow him again, but Robert’s huge hand appeared out of nowhere and maintained her on the floor. His pounding became more violent.

“You’re not getting anywhere, girl. He said. Tighten your pussy back, just like you did a second ago!”

Alice had done that as a pressure tactic, but the big hobo had really enjoyed it, hadn’t he? She clenched her lower parts again, moving the walls of her vagina all around his enormous rod. Robert grunted once more. He was so close now, she could feel it! And imagining him dumping his stinky load in her perfect little cunt made her eyes roll up in her skull.

Next to her, George jerked himself to satisfaction and came in her face. From the way he started to paint her mouth, nose and eyelids with his cum, Alice understood it was a way to get revenge for his bruised male ego for being humiliated by her earlier.

She had a clear idea of what kind of pathetic and bitter guy George was by now. The fact he thought something like a facial could humiliate her anymore was almost cute. He wanted to degrade her? So be it, it was nothing new to her, but that little weasel had lost any chance at making her respect him.

Though, oddly, feeling the smell and texture of the sperm of someone she despised on her face made her even more aroused from the pummeling she was receiving from Robert. Now, that was someone worthy of praise! The guy was rough, but he hadn't shied away from her threat, and he was railing her little cucci so well! She couldn't wait to feel him flood her pussy!

“Go ahead. Do it! Begged Alice, feeling an orgasm build up in her lady parts. Do it, you degenerate! Fuck me properly! Put my pussy under a mating-press! You want me to carry your offspring, don't you? Then fuck me up right!”

“God… Fucking… SHIT!” he screamed as he came.

The tall hobo’s cock twitched, shaking from uncontrollable spasms, as he emptied his testicles in the 19-year-old girl's vagina. He put all of his weight on her, trying to reach as deep as he could while he implanted his seed into her. His manhood was so large that Alice felt his cum invade her womb.

That big bastard had succeeded. Even Mr. Thompson had never managed to unpack his semen so deep in her insides, and it wasn't for lack of trying! It was so intense, and the way he pinned her to the ground as he did so… That was too much for her! Her vision blurred as she felt an excruciating orgasm take her by storm.  Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit… How she had ached for this feeling!

“There..." Robert said, as he slowly removed his penis from her wet snatch and smacked her ass for good measure. "I bred that pussy good. She’s all yours now.”

Alice lumped on the floor, lost in overwhelming sensations, and she saw the tall vagrant sit against a tree to catch his breath. It had been a fierce session, it was normal for him to rest for a bit. Sadly, that wasn’t applicable to her. She still had four men to satisfy. And Robert didn’t seem like the type to quit after just one round one…

“Alright, who’s next? Asked George. I volunteer if no one’s up for it!”

Seeing how flaccid his dick was after coming on her face, Alice seriously doubted that... The guy was such a fraud!

“Let’s through a coin for it. Said Richard. That way, no one’s getting screwed over… Well, except her, of course.”

“I say tails! I can’t wait to have this nymphomaniac bimbo wrapped around my cock.” Said Henry, in a frenzy.

Alice took her attention away from them, trying to calm down a bit. If she wanted to make it through the night, she needed to take every little occasion she could to rest. It was a sex marathon, she had to save her strength. After what Robert had put her through, she hoped the next hobo would be a gentle one, at least. Please, just not that creep George!

“Open your eyes, girlie. Said a voice above her. I’m up next.”

The pretty blonde slowly looked up, and a sense of intense relief washed over her. It was him, thank god!

“Take my hand and get back on your feet. Said Frank, the grandpa. Your name is Alice, right?”

“Y… Yes.” Said the pretty girl, holding his hand to stand up.

She was almost surprised to hear her name. Those disgusting bums had called her nothing but insults from the get go. It was a low bar to reach, but she felt glad at least one of them had taken the time to remember her name.

As she rose next to him, she noticed how the man in his sixties gazed at her shapely nude body with delight. He detailed the curves of her hips, caressed gently the tip of her breasts and fondled one of her buttcheeks. Alice bit her lip, surprised to feel this gentle touch on her. Her body was still so sensitive from her time with Robert, it was a nice change of pace.

“I’m the next one you’re going to satisfy tonight. He said, in a calming voice. Are you okay with that?”

“Yes, sir…” She said, shyly.

“Are you sure? I know I’m not the youthful bachelor a cute kid like you could hope for, so if you’re not feeling comfortable with it…”

“No! Wait, sir! I want it, I really want it!” She said, flustered.

Alice got closer to him and held on to his hand. She didn’t understand why, but she would've felt bad if Frank decided to skip his turn. There were three other men waiting, why was she so preoccupied by him? To reassure him, she even put her lips on his. Before she understood what she was doing, the older man responded to her kiss and even started to fondle her backside tenderly. What the hell was happening?

“Would you look at that! Is little blondie here actually getting a crush on a guy her grandfather’s age?” Said George, sarcastically.

Alice looked at the floor, embarrassed. It was true her feelings toward Frank were… Different. Robert had treated her like an animal, and the three other homeless just wanted to rail her. Frank was the only one acting kindly and considerately with her. She enjoyed being appreciated and complimented by this older male figure... Which was dangerous. Having sex with those men was one thing, but she couldn’t develop feelings for any of them! Mr. Thompson was the only one in her heart.

“Don’t listen to them. Said Frank. I’ll lay down on the floor, and you’ll get on top of me, okay?”

“Yes, master.”

“No need to call me like that. He chuckled. You can call me Frank, simple as that.”

He removed his pants and briefs and got on the floor. Looking down on him, Alice was shocked by how old he looked. His legs and arms were shriveled and wrinkled, it almost seemed like he wouldn’t be able to get back up on his own. To think she was going to have sex with someone that old! She had a kink for older men, but that was a whole different level.

Still, that sparked Alice's interest more than she would have cared to admit. Frank was far from being the best-looking out of the group of hobos – if any of them could be considered like that, which the blonde girl sincerely doubted – but he somehow was the one she wanted to have sex with the most. It was going to be a strange experience, but that’s what she was here for, right? To venture into uncharted sexual territory.

Alice lowered herself to lay on the elder man’s body, feeling his white chest hair tickling her breasts and belly. He smiled at her reassuringly, which brought color to her cheeks, and she felt his cock getting harder next to her pussy's entrance. How she would have preferred him to be the first one to enjoy her body tonight. Never mind, she was going to make up for it. She would show him the time of his nearly ending life!

“Alright, I won’t call you sir or master. Said the pretty blonde, as she took his rigid cock in her hand. But then, can I call you… Grandpa?”

“You naughty little minx. You really enjoy ageplay, don’t you? He laughed, amused. You'll have no complain on my part, far from me to prevent a young damsel from experimenting. Do whatever you want to me.”

“No. Replied Alice bashfully, as she inserted the tip of his cock in her warm pussy. You do whatever you want with me. I’m so young and unexperienced. I need a kind-hearted adult to guide me through this…”

“Fair enough. Then I’ll treat you with the consideration I would if you were my granddaughter.”

As he said that, he slowly pushed his cock into the young blonde’s pussy. He was so careful after Robert’s relentless dicking that the young blonde felt as if he was mending and healing her. The walls of her vagina shivered in pleasure, finally being treated gently. Her former teacher had made her discover she enjoyed rough sex, but the fact she had happily married him had also made her realize she longed for love and affection. She nestled against the old man as his movements in her most intimate area started. He was so hard, despite his age! She took pride in knowing she was able to light such a fire in him.

“Do with me as you wish. She said, right next to his ear, so that it would stay between them. I want to make you feel good, grandpa... I want to make you feel so good!”

“You’re already doing that, girlie. Your pussy's so soft, I feel like I'm melting in it. I feared you would be disgusted from having sex with a gross old timer like me, but your body is responding the exact opposite way!”

“It’s because you’re not gross! Said Alice, moving her cute little butt on his rod. You’re not gross at all. I’m so glad to spend quality time with you. I’ve never had a grandfather, I want to show you how grateful I am!”

“Don’t play around with an old geezer’s heart. He said, as he put his hands on her ass to guide it better on his cock. I thought you were a lost teen with low values. If you start acting like a decent kid, you’ll make me feel bad for fucking you.”

“Don’t feel bad at all. I told you, I want it! She moaned, feeling more and more fired up. I love having you moving in and out of me. I want to feel you climax inside me!”

The movements of her waist on the old timer’s cock quickened, and Alice heard his heart pound faster in his chest. She had to be careful, fooling around like this with him. She didn’t want him to have a stroke! But it felt so good she had a hard time stopping her hips from moving. God, his dick just fitted in so perfectly! It wasn't as big as Robert's or Mr. Thompson's but it hit her erogenous areas all the same. She couldn't get enough of impaling her snatch on it!

“A nice girl shouldn’t say that. A nice girl shouldn’t want that…” Frank mumbled in his beard, lost in the exquisite sensations the 19-year-old girl's tight cunt gave him.

“Then I guess I’m not such a nice decent girl, am I? She replied, maliciously. Because right now, I really want a man 50 years older than me to spray my insides with his cum…”

Alice felt him shiver all over, and he started to pump into her pussy faster. She had awoken something in the elderly man, she was now convinced he wouldn’t stop until he'd properly creampied her. How depraved they both were, fucking bareback with someone so far of their age bracket! She loved it!

“Look at me, little one. He said, as he kept on pounding into her. You understand what you’re asking of me, right? Do you really want me to inseminate you? Do you want to take the seed of a 68-year-old man?”

“Y… Yes, sir. I want it! I absolutely want it!”

“There won’t be no turning back, Alice. Are you really willing to carry the next generation of my line, even though our child would already have brothers and sisters older than you are now?”

As she felt the senior man’s cock pummel the sweet spots in her young pussy, this whole prospect suddenly made her feel all weird and lost. Alice hadn’t thought of that, but he was absolutely right. Since Frank had a granddaughter her age, it meant he had children in their forties or even fifties. How abnormal and scandalous it would be for her to carry his child! And, even worse, to make that child meet his siblings! They would be half a century apart, but still coming from the same father. She couldn’t tell why, but this outrageous idea made her all tingly inside.

It probably had something to do with the fact Alice had dreamt of Mr. Thompson impregnating her on several occasions. She had thought about how odd it would be to carry her former teacher's offspring, while she had previously been his daughter’s on-and-off friend. Back in high school, when Stacey and her were sitting side by side at the back of his class, talking about boys, exams and college, who would've thought she might end up getting knocked up by her dad and give her a sibling 20 years younger than her? She might give her bully Stacey a brother or sister one day. This messed up idea had turned her on so much!

And the same was happening with what Frank was saying. She didn’t know if she had a grandfather kink, but breaking an intergenerational taboo like this made her atrociously horny!

“I want that so much! She cried, feeling her pussy yearning for it. Please, sir, breed me! Make me the step-mother of people who could be my parents! The last time you became a dad was more than 40 years ago. You have one more shot at it, so far into your old age, so take it! Impregnate me with your elder seed!”

Her twisted dirty talk drove the old man completely insane. He took her in his arms and started to fuck her furiously, with the vigor of a young man! No, even harder, as if he was putting all his remaining strength into it. He didn’t let go of her at all, keeping her face next to his, caressing her hair gently while he pounded into her pussy mlercilessly.

“Good girl! Good girl! That’s a good girl!” He kept on saying, unable to mutter other words than that.

At some point, he turned her head toward him and put his lips on hers. That left Alice in shock, even though she had been the one to initiate their previous kiss. She had accepted this odd gangbang idea with the diry homeless men, but she hadn't anticipated one of them would treat her like an enamored lover would. She had thought she would blow them for hours on end, not that she would have to show affection toward any of them.

Yet, she did show love to Frank. Not because she had to pretend to, but because she genuinely felt something for him. She responded to his embrace, holding him tight against her young body as he rammed his old cock into her. In this instant, even Mr. Thompson was far from her thoughts.

She loved that dirty geezer! She loved him so much! Robert and his beastly big cock could get screwed, nothing was better than an actual act of lovemaking with feelings involved. Her pussy was mewling in pleasure at each of his thrusts. How eager her pussy was to feel him release!

“Breed me! She kept on saying, between their passionate kisses. Please, breed me, grandpa! I’m all yours! Make me part of your family!”

“Good girl! That’s a good girl…” He kept on saying, as if nothing Alice was saying could reach his brain anymore.

But it did, because it only took the old vagrant a few more thrusts to reach climax. He came into her as he kept hitting on the exact right spot in her cunt; that spot only Mr. Thompson had been able to find up until now. She howled like a banshee against his shoulder, feeling tears of pleasure running down her cheeks. It was so different than with Robert! She enjoyed being treated roughly, but what she liked the most was feeling precious in an old man’s embrace.

Frank kept her pinned against him, his whole body tensing as his old saggy balls emptied into a girl less than a third of his age. Overjoyed to feel so much of his love flowing inside her, Alice kept on kissing him, kissing his lips, his cheeks, his forehead… How loved and fulfilled she felt right now. Coming here tonight had been the best idea ever!

“Wow, missy here is a serious piece of work! Joked Richard, next to them. Would’ve never thought I’d see a Gen Z begging to get impregnated by a Boomer. People talk about intergenerational conflict, but you two seem to have found the solution.”

That made the three other homeless share a good laugh, Robert being the only one to remain silent, but Alice didn’t care. As she felt Frank’s body slowly relax under her, she knew at least one of those outcasts cared for her. She was not frightful of anything this night had in store for her anymore. Someone here would look out for her. Frank wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her.

“Goodness gracious, you are absolutely perfect, Alice. Said the old timer, finally releasing her from his hug and removing his cock from her. I'm so glad we’ve stumbled upon you tonight. You’ve made this old man very happy.”

“I’m glad too sir. She said, softly removing tears of joy and pleasure from her eyes. It’s a privilege to make your acquaintance.”

They both chuckled, realizing they had shared a passionate lovemaking session even though they had met less than two hours ago. Alice would’ve never guessed she would get her pussy filled by such an ancient old man when she entered the park, but tonight had its fair share of nice surprises.

“That's very heartwarming and all, but there are several of us waiting in line! Said George, grumpy as always. Get away from her, you old coot!”

Frank slowly let her go and kissed her on the forehead, smiling at her reassuringly.

“I’ll catch my breath a bit, but I’ll be back for you, little one.” He said.

“I can’t wait…” Replied the pretty blonde, bright colors reaching her cheeks.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re madly in love with homeless Santa here, we get it! Said Henry, bitterly. Richard, you won the next round, please put an end to this pathetic rom com. You still have a few people waiting in line girl, must I remind you?”

Right... As if it was something Alice could forget.

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Richard got close to the 19-year-old girl with a malevolent smile. He wasn’t the worst of their group, but definitely not the kindest or most respectful either. He probably wouldn’t be as rough as Robert or as mean as George, but the homeless leader was still a nasty one.

“You've had your little fun with Frank, but it’s time to get back on target. He smirked. Your duty is to service us, not pleasure yourself, remember? Now, spread those legs like the dirt cheap whore you are. I'll have a go at your cunt too.”

Unconcerned by his insult, Alice complied, opening her long pale legs to leave him access to her moist lower parts.

"Of course, sir. My master left me here for that, after all." She replied, with deference.

Richard smacked his erect penis on her clitoris, grinning at her little excited yelp, before finally going in. And with that, a third homeless man’s cock penetrated her pussy in less than an hour.

"Jesus fuck... How are you all so big!" She moaned, as the vagrant's manhood slid in her vagina down to the hilt without effort.

It was weird to think she had welcomed three different men inside her in so little time... Richard was wrong, comparing her to a low-cost hooker. Call girls with self-esteem would refuse to pleasure so many customers at once, or at least would charge a substantial amount for it! But there she was, feeling another stranger's dick enter inside her without being paid a single cent for it.

Being called a sex worker was actually an insult to prostitutes! Alice lacked their professional integrity. Accepting them one after the other like she was, she was more like a free-use cum dumpster to these middle-aged beggars... And the humiliation from being treated as such was electrifying!

She hadn’t rested much after Frank, and feeling her poor little pussy get stuffed again made her feel dizzy. Furthermore, Richard was so pent-up he wasn’t going easy on her. The 19-year-old blonde had blown him three times by now, and yet, the leader of the homeless group hadn't come once, which showed some serious self-control. His balls looked so big and full after being edged this long! As he pounded into her with his veiny cock, Alice thought he might actually be the hardest one to please tonight…

“God, how good it feels to fuck a young slut again! He grunted, looking intensely where his cock came in and out of the pretty blonde girl. She isn't loose at all, it's perfect. That old husband of hers is a lucky bastard to get to enjoy this pussy every day of the week."

"Thank you sir... Ah! I'll tell my Daddy you've enjoyed your... Ah! your time with his favorite toy... Ah!" Replied the pretty blonde, breathless from how good he was banging her.

"Oh, I'm enjoying his toy very much. And I'm just getting started!"

“Yeah, yeah, we know. Just get it over with!” Complained Henry, jerking himself off while waiting for his turn.

“You know what, fuck this one-at-a-time thing! Said George. I don’t see the point of waiting over and over, I want to fuck her right now!”

Alice looked over at the angry meth head, her mind lost in a fog of pleasure from having Richard pound into her so exquisitely. They all had stimulated her so much up until now, her whole body was on fire!

But she might have overdone it, having sex with five men at once for her first group sex experience. A threesome with Mr. Thompson and some random guy would have been better to ease her into it, and she missed him dearly in a moment like this where his kind and patient tutelage would have been a great help. But her dear husband wasn't the "one step at a time" kind of guy. He much preferred kicking his students out of the nest to see if they could fly. And, oh, how high had her former high school professor's teaching made her fly!

As she heard George come behind her, Alice understood the time had come to take another leap of faith. To finally do what she had feared, expected, but also... been a bit itching for. It was part of the deal she had accepted, after all, right? She had known from the start that, at one point during this night, she would have to accept more than one man at a time inside her…

“Here. Said the pretty blonde, positioning herself on Richard. I’m sorry for making you wait so long to take care of you, sir. My ass is free for the taking and still untouched. Use it to your heart's content.”

Alice put her hands on her buttcheeks and spread them obscenely while Richard kept on railing her pussy. The wait made her moan even louder. It was going to happen, finally. The experience she had been expecting all along… Getting double penetrated by filthy homeless men! The humiliation of a pretty girl like her getting double-teamed by those disgusting vagrants made her ass burn in anticipation!

“You heard the girl! Laughed Richard, seizing her buttcheeks to keep her in place as he kept on going. Look how eager this little slut is to take it in the back door by a degenerate like you! I’m already fucking her pussy, go ahead and take her ass.”

George lowered himself behind her and Alice felt his hand on her butt. Any second now… Any second, and she would feel what it was like to have two dicks at once! After marrying Mr. Thompson, she had thought she would never get to experience this. She had come to terms with it, and it's not like many women in the world got the courage or the occasion to try it.

But then again, not many women had Alice's sex drive and deviant mind. How lucky she felt to have such an opportunity. To get to try something so wretched and wrong! George was the guy she liked the least from their group, yet she felt her butt moving around to caress the tip of his dick and entice him.

“Pleaaa~~~aase, master! Pound my ass. Alice implored. I’m begging you!”

“I don’t care about your ass! He replied, spanking her butt. There’s no way I’ll let Robert and that old fart get a better chance of inseminating you than me!”

“Well, I’m not getting out of her pussy until I’ve filled it up good.” Replied Richard, pumping into her more forcefully to make it clear he had no intention of letting her go.

“Then I guess that skank will have to make room for two…”

Alice’s eyes widened. Wait, what? What had he just said? He couldn’t be thinking of…

“Here you go, slut. Growled George, as the tip of his glans started to enter her pussy next to Richard’s. Two cocks at once in your cunt must be a walk in the park for a whore like you!”

“Wait, wait, wait! She said, panicking and trying to move away from him. Not two at the same time! I mean… at least not in the same hole!”

“Can someone plug that bitch’s mouth, please?” Said Richard, tired of being interrupted as he enjoyed their shared sex slave’s soft young body.

“On it.” Replied Henry.

The obese hobo came closer and jammed his dick in her mouth at the same time George finally managed to push himself into her pussy.

HOLY. FUCKING! SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT… Alice had never felt so full in her life! Two dicks furiously ramming in her vagina and another one in her throat preventing her from complaining. The young blonde would have never thought she would one day fall victim to such a mortifyingly depraved act. Even back when she was a stripper, none of the women she worked with had done this kind of debasing things… She really was the lowest of the low!

The 19-year-old beauty couldn’t believe her life had led her here, to get a double vaginal dicking from dirty beggars in her childhood park. And the worst part was... she loved it! She loved every second of it! She moaned in pleasure on Henry’s cock, her face slapping against his plump and hairy belly from the pounding she was receiving in her rear. The two cocks inside her were entering and leaving at different rhythms, battling against one another in her pussy and stimulating all her weak spots randomly.

Fuck, how Alice would’ve wanted for Mr. Thompson to be here right now… Not to mess with him, but because she was sure her nasty former teacher would have been overjoyed to see the insolent schoolgirl who always dozed off at the back of his class get her pussy utterly obliterated in this homeless camp!

"Goooo~~~oood!" She moaned pathetically on Henry's cock.

"Fuck, she's gotten even tighter now that she's completely stuffed. Grunted Richard. And she's taking it without trouble! We should've thought of that earlier, it would've saved time."

“So, how does it feel, you harlot? Mocked George, smiling widely with his crooked teeth. How does it feel to have five grown men fighting over who gets to impregnate you?”

Alice had been asked a question, but she had a hard time speaking or even concentrating with how much their powerful movements in her vagina were stretching her thin. Her brain was turning into mush from all those sensations, they were fucking her stupid!

“It feels like… an honor, sir. Ah! Such an hono~~oor. I don’t deserve… Ah! God fucking dammit… I don’t deserve your seed. I’m unworthy of any of youuuuuuuu~~~!”

“Damn right you are! Said George, taking hold of her hair to pin her down. Look at you, even the cheapest of hookers would think twice before having a homeless man fucking her cunt. And you’re taking two at once! We’ll leave you leaking with our sperm by the end of the night, but you’re not worthy of becoming a mother, even from lowlives like us!”

Christ, they weren't going easy on her. They were so rough, so insulting… It was almost too much. Almost... Because, even now, Alice realized she could handle it. Mr. Thompson had taught her well, those past months of intense sexual activity had trained her body for the most challenging physical feats, and, somehow, she managed. She even took pride in her endurance! If it was the worst she would have to deal with tonight, she would be ok.

Unfortunately, the dirty vagrants had more in store for the defenseless blonde...

“You guys are pissing me off! Said Henry, as he removed himself from her mouth. I thought I would wait for my turn, but since it’s becoming a free-for-all, fuck that noise!”

“What… Wait, no… Come back…” Weakly said Alice, unable to fend for herself anymore.

“You want in on her cunt too? Joked Richard. It’s getting a bit crowded in there.”

“No way, there are two of you in her snatch and you’re already getting Robert’s and Frank’s sloppy seconds. I know I'm too late to the party to impregnate the bitch, but at least I’ll be the first one to enjoy her only remaining clean hole.”

Henry positioned himself next to George and penetrated Alice’s ass without concern. The young blonde gritted her teeth and hissed like crazy, making George laugh. Shit, had they gone completely insane, trying something like that? Thankfully, she had worn a buttplug earlier, which made it easier on her, but that was still... Wow... Hoooo~~~~ly fuck...

Three! She currently had three men inside her! It felt like she was about to be split in half!

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK! You’re tearing me apart!” She cried, her brain completely losing it.

“Guys, I think you’re overdoing it. Said Frank, getting closer to them. I know she’s experienced and all, but that’s too much. We promised her husband we wouldn't harm her!”

George, ever the asshole, was completely unconcerned by his friend's warning, but Richard seemed to agree and he slowed his pace. From the corner of her eye, Alice also noticed Robert had stood up from his tree and was getting closer, with unknown intentions. She couldn't observe him long because the homeless leader took her by the chin and made her look him straight in the eyes. She was feeling so lost right now, the world was tumbling around and she had no sense of time any more. All she could think about were the unending streams of sensations washing over her.

“Look at me, girl. Said the 48-year-old hobo, while his two friends kept on banging her holes. Remember what that husband of yours told you? You're ours for the night. We are your masters, and pleasing us is your sole purpose. Remember?”

He took hold of her leash, pulling on it to remind Alice she was still wearing her collar. The collar her precious master had so generously bestowed upon her, the day he had made her his… That day, she had promised she would do anything for him, and she had never failed to do so since then.

Yeah, that evil man was right. She was their plaything for the night. She had agreed to all this. All the nasty things happening right now, she had approved of.

“Yes, sir… Mumbled the pretty blonde, dizzily. I remember my duty.”

“Good girl. He snorted. Then, if I tell you three homeless men you don't even know are about to dump their loads into your pussy and ass at the same time, what do you say?”

Richard resumed his movements, and she felt how the three of them were anticipating her response. How they wanted her to confirm she was thirsty for their seed. And they were right. Her master had given her a mission, of course, but there was more. Alice's body was getting used to handling the three of them at once, and it was now hungry for more… Hungry for those filthy men’s satisfaction.

She couldn’t wait to feel them all release inside her. To know the five of them would have ejaculated thanks to her perfect young body, that she would have brought all of them to climax by herself! She even started to move her hips to help them reach further inside her…

“I say I want it, sirs. Alice moaned, out of breath. I want all your delicious semen deep inside me. My husband said it, I’m your fucktoy, your cum dumpster, it’s only natural for me to receive it all. So please, I beg you, fill me completely!”

“See, Frank, told you she was up for it.” Smiled Richard.

“Yeah, I’ll be damned...” Replied the eldest hobo, in a mix of awe and respect.

Alice suddenly felt the three men reaching orgasm inside her. Their bodies tensed to their breaking point around her, and they roared like wolves tearing at a poor lamb.

"That's it... Give it to me. Give it, give it, give it, give iiiiiit!" She repeated, biting on her lower lip.

"Then take it all, you slut!" Grunted one of them, who she couldn't even recognize at this point.

Alice had never felt such ungodly amounts of sperm flooding inside her. How many gallons of it did they have saved up? Mr. Thompson had called her a cumdump on many occasions, but it was the first time she felt like she embodied this concept. Tonight, she was nothing but a sperm tank for homeless old men…

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck..." She moaned, her body relaxing as she experienced both the weirdest and most intense orgasm of her life.

Her mind went blank for a second, lost in stars and darkness. When she came back to it, she was trembling all over, her brain saturated by pleasure.

“Christ, that felt good!” Said Henry as he slowly removed himself from her ass, panting.

“Same. Didn't have such a fun time in ages! Replied George as he also took his cock out of her brimming cunt. That bitch really knows how to take it, too bad we need to give her back in a few hours. I would've loved to keep her for myself."

Richard took his cock out too and left her on the floor. Alice slumped on her back and caught her breath. Everything was woozy, and a slow and steady stream of sperm started to gush out of her lower parts.

She had done it… She had succeeded in her mission. She had satisfied each and every one of them. The young blonde would have never thought she would ever be able to handle five grown men at once, but she had made it!

The wisecracking schoolgirl she was in the past would have puked if she had known her future self would end up doing something so debasing, but Alice didn’t care. What mattered was the fact she had definitely made her Daddy proud. Mr. Thompson had told her not to make his gift to those beggars worthless, and she had given it her A-game!

“Look at that, all that precious seed we’ve given her already getting wasted in the mud. Said Henry, looking at the small puddle of cum forming under her bottom. Youngsters these days don’t know how to appreciate a present.”

“Yeah, we should find a way to plug that bitch so that it doesn’t go down the drain.” Nodded George.

“I have my little idea about that. Replied Richard. Robert, you’ve been resting for a while now, care for a round two?”

Alice raised her head, shocked.

“Are you for real? This isn’t over?” She asked.

“So soon? Joked Richard. We haven't had a woman for a while, we need to make the most of it. We still have a few hours before sunrise, darling. Guys, lift that sorry slut up and take her to that playground over there. We’ll remind her young folks aren’t the only ones who have stamina.”

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Robert, the tall silent hobo, took her by the shoulders and the knees and lifted her up in one go. Alice was surprised by how effortlessly he managed to carry her. She was no heavyweight, but she wasn't petite either, yet the giant bum held her in his arms as if she was light as a feather.

She didn't know if she found Robert's herculean strength frightening or arousing, but he was surprisingly gentle while he brought her to the nearby playground. He was acting quite differently from when he had taken her doggy style earlier. Maybe she had misjudged him? It was hard to read that guy, considering he barely talked and had a bad case of resting bitch face.

The four other hobos followed in their steps and, when they finally arrived at the playground, Robert let the young nude blonde back on her feet. Alice couldn't help but feel a wave of melancholy at seeing the tourniquet she spun in when she was a kid, and the toboggan slide that seemed much bigger in her memory. She went to the swing that used to go so high she often felt like she was learning to fly and sat on the wooden plank, relieved to take a breather after the intense sexual experience she had just gone through.

In the end, Alice had never learnt to fly. But she had discovered a great many things since she last sat here. Things about the world, things about herself, things about oddities in people no one else than her seemed to find attractive. The young blonde had endured more than her fair share of trials since the last time she had come here, yet, now that all was said and done, she wouldn't have it any other way.

If her parents hadn't been deficient, if her friends and boyfriends hadn't been two-faced backstabbers, if the rest of society hadn't spurned her, she would have never understood what was precious in life. She would have never understood love and loyalty may be found even in the most unexpected places, and can sometimes take... unhealthy shapes. More than anything, she would have never reunited with Mr. Thompson, and her life would have been lesser for it.

And all those twists and turns had led her here. Alice took the metallic chains holding the swing to the tree in her hands, before finally turning to them. To the five men she had all serviced at least once, but who were still coming back for more.

"Still not tired of little old me, huh? Said the young blonde, almost whimsically. You guys sure know how to make a lady feel special..."

"Oh, we still have a few ideas in mind before our time is up. Replied Richard, the leader. But you're right, you've weared us a bit already. Which means you'll have to tease us first."

"Tease you?"

"Yeah, if you want us to fuck you again, you'll have to work for it, bitch." Added George, putting his hand on his groin.

"Wanting" George to do anything more to her was an overstatement. The guy was part of their group, making him part of the deal Alice had accepted. Other than that, she didn't like that jerk's vibe at all. Group rate contracts could get troubling, she would have to keep that in mind if Mr. Thompson ever wanted her to do this kind of thing again. Forrest Gump had once said "Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you're gonna get". A saying that... Weirdly also applied to group sex with homeless people.

Still, there was Frank, the old kind grandpa Alice was fond of, and she was also curious about Robert. The guy had the biggest manhood she had seen —  which was a feat, considering Mr. Thompson raised the national average on that front — and he possibly had a secret softer side. If it meant doing more dirty stuff with those two, she had no complaint extending the invitation to the others.

"Is that what you want me to do, Frank? The naked girl asked the eldest hobo. Do you want your collective sex slave for the night to dance a bit to work you up?"

"Yes, Alice. Replied the old bearded man, with a bright smile. You already exceeded my wildest expectations, but I'd love to see how much of a deviant little lass you can be."

The pretty blonde smiled. So far, he had been the only one who had bothered remembering her name even though they had been sharing her for hours. She was definitely treating this band of outcasts too well, but Frank's presence among them made it worth it. Alice enjoyed nasty sex, but only if she was both shamed and praised for it, a complex balance Mr. Thompson had no trouble finding.

Now that she had been properly motivated, the 19-year-old girl did as she was told. She started swaying on the swing, getting closer and closer to them. Each time, they got a better view of her fully nude figure in the moonlight.

"Here's the body you all had your way with at least once by now. She said provocatively, while swaying her hips to gain momentum. Think about how good it felt... To have me all wrapped around you, moaning in your ear, taking you deep inside me. Now, think you only have until sunrise to experience this feeling once more in your lifetime..."

"Fuck, you're good at this..." Said Henry, the fat one, while rubbing himself to get his erection back.

"Well, I was a stripper not that long ago, it was kind of my job to know how to entice a group of gentlemen. She giggled. First time I do it in this type of setting outdoors, though."

"You worked at a strip-club? Said Richard. That explains why you look so hot."

"Yeah, that's actually where I reunited with my teacher and future husband. Alice smiled, remembering it fondly. Mr. Thompson recognized me on stage because I was his worst student back in high school, after that he paid me for a private lap dance that ended with a blowjob. Then it turned into sexy dates, we moved in together and eventually got married. Romantic, isn't it?"

"And now he walks you naked in parks and leaves you to get gangbanged by a bunch of hobos. That sounds like... The most fucked up love story of the century." Replied Frank, concerned.

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you!"

Alice was way past the point of caring about how messed up her relationship and marriage were, about how disgusting and scandalous everyone found it. Now, she used it as a weapon, as a way to mess with people, like her Daddy did. Furthermore, being part of something so lewd and frowned upon was incredibly arousing!

But she didn't have time to recollect, she was here to create new raunchy memories. The pretty blonde got down from the swing and stood on all fours, putting her weight on the wooden plank to arch her back and show her intimate parts to the five older men raging to make another pass at her.

"Let's get back to the strip-club. Can you imagine what it was like? I had people throwing hundreds of dollars at my feet just to see me lower my panties, they didn't even have the right to touch me. Yet, the five of you not only get to see my pussy and ass for free, but you can also enjoy them all you want. I have clients who would've killed to be in your shoes right now!"

It was a bit of an embellishment from the reality at Aphrodite. The place was a shithole, people there were old, poor, and creepy... But they didn't need to know that. Tonight, Alice had to make her masters feel special. She had to make them believe she was a luxury good no one except them had managed to get their hands on.

It made her feel like a scammer, she was obviously overselling herself. Mr. Thompson had told her she was worthless often enough, that she was a parasite sucking on to him, and that even the handful of dollars he paid her in Aphrodite to gain her sexual favors were poorly spent. All arguably true statements. She was the undeniably the cheapest prostitute in the city, offering herself for free to five pennyless bastards at once! Thankfully, inheriting such spoiled goods didn't seem to bother them.

"Fuck, that slut was already hot, but knowing we get to gangbang the strip-club's sexiest dancer is giving me a serious hard-on." Said George.

Alice started to rub on her clitoris, moving her curvy butt up and down while leaning on the swing. Despite the fact she just had sex, her arousal was still intact. Mr. Thompson was probably to blame for that, her libido had amplified a lot ever since she started dating him. Her pussy might be a bit sore from the double penetration, but her ass definitely hadn't received enough attention...

"Then what are you waiting for? Said the 19-year-old blonde, teasingly. Don't tell me none of you can get it up anymore. You have a young beautiful stripper begging for your hard cocks in front of you, you wouldn't be so heartless as to leave her to satisfy herself with her fingers..."

"Begging, aye? I don't remember hearing much begging from you, girl." Said Richard, getting closer with his rigid penis in hand.

The old homeless man seized her leash, and Alice was reminded of what her relationship with them was. She was getting full of herself, taunting them like that, but submission came so much more naturally with Mr. Thompson than with those strangers. He had ordered her to treat each and every one of them as she would treat him though, and she wasn't going to fail him.

"You're right, I forget my place, my masters. Replied the pretty blonde, humbly. I beg you, please keep on using my body to satisfy you. As long as your balls aren't completely emptied, my job here isn't done."

"Congrats girl, you sure know how to talk to make me want to fuck the shit out of you. Grinned the homeless leader. Come and get your treat."

Richard turned around the swing and seized her neck to push her head on his erect cock. He shoved it right down to the base, and Alice was thankful she could pull her weight on the swing to handle him being so forceful. Her mouth was suddenly coated with the distinct flavor of her pussy, which Richard cock's had just left. It was strange to taste herself on someone else's penis, other than Mr. Thompson's.

"Yeah, that's it you thirsty whore! Grunted the middle-aged beggar. Milk my dick good. Milk it for its cum!"

The young blonde tried her best to do a suction motion with her mouth and to lick his manhood with her tongue, but Richard didn't care about her efforts. He moved his waist to fuck her face as roughly as possible, as if he wanted her to pass out on his dick.

Cocky bastard! It wasn't Alice's first rodeo, nor was it her first deepthroat. She relaxed her mouth and controlled her gag reflex to fully leave him access to her throat. If he wanted to use her so rudely, she would make it comfortable for him. But she certainly wouldn't give him the satisfaction of besting her!

"That's right, submit yourself to me. I probably inseminated you earlier, you need to be good to the father of your future child!"

It was true Alice had received four creampies in a row down there, even though most of it had leaked out by now. It was going to be worrisome in the morning, but she wasn't concerned by it right now. She much preferred living in the moment, and enjoy it thoroughly.

Frank came closer and positioned himself behind her, giving a friendly little spank to her bottom to call her attention.

"D'you mind if I join in, Alice?"

Richard removed his cock from her mouth, finally giving her time to inhale. After she had caught her breath, she turned to the kind old hobo.

"Of course, Frank. I'm at your service too."

"Which one do you prefer, darling?" Said the bearded vagrant in his seventies, while slapping his cock on the buttcheeks of a girl his granddaughter's age with a naughty smile.

Alice took a second to understand what he meant.

"My ass, please... My pussy is still a little tired from before, it needs time to recover."

"Of course, darling. Then relax, here I come."

"Don't worry, I'm wide open for you, Frank. She beamed. You can go ahead, and thanks for asking first."

He seized her hips with his hands and started to slowly penetrate her back door. Considering Henry and a buttplug had already been there, the pretty blonde had no trouble taking him in. The difficult part was that, since she was on a swing, Frank had to get a grip of her haunches to prevent her from moving away at every thrust. It was a bit uncomfortable, but Alice loved how firmly he had to hold on to her. It was sexy to feel his need to keep her close...

“Fuck, even your ass is wonderful. Said the old man, while moving in and out of her in slow and exquisite movements. I gotta say, girl, I have no idea why you accept doing any of this with people like us. If your thing is getting gangbanged, you could’ve just gone to a frat party, gotten drunk and ended up getting tag teamed by your college’s football team or something. I bet a lot of younger folks would love to have an orgy with a beauty like you. So why us? Why a group of filthy bums you just met? Each of us here could be your father. For the life of me, none of it makes any sense.”

Frank was so sweet, always complimenting her and putting her on a pedestal, despite how vulgarly she had acted ever since she met him. She couldn't let him feel guilty about any of this. They weren't the only ones having fun here, she was also having the time of her life!

"My Daddy told you, I have a serious kink for older men... Alice replied, biting her lip at how good he felt inside her. College jocks are boring and stupid, I have no interest being the campus slut. I don't stigmatize girls who'd want to do that kind of thing, but I'm looking for so much more... Real filthy and obscene stuff! The first time we slept together, my husband wanted to pay $1,000 to fuck me, thinking he would need to give me a lot to convince me to have sex with a guy that much older and uglier. Well, I told him I would only accept for a dirty cent, and that he'd have to buy me fully. That's how I became his sex slave."

"Wait, you sold yourself for a single cent? Said Henry, with a booming laugh. Damn, I’m pissed to have missed that auction!"

"Same. Replied Richard. But since he gave you to us for free for the night, let's make the most of it..."

He took Alice neck again and pushed her mouth back on his dick. Stuck on the swing, she now had one homeless man fucking her face while another one pounded into her ass. Good lord, to think she had once been a little girl in that same playground, on that same swing... Coming of age stories could take strange turns, huh? She loved how outrageous and profanatory it was...

"Fuck, that slut sure knows how to take it from both ends! Grunted the homeless leader. Can't believe it's her first time doing group stuff."

The three others got closer and soon formed a circle around her. Seeing she had now an audience, Alice redoubled her efforts, pushing her lovely white butt on Frank's rod to help him reach deeper inside her, and moaning and drooling on Richard's cock to excite him. She saw from the corner of her eyes her performance was also arousing the others. The only time she had sex in front of other people had been when Mr. Thompson's daughter Stacey had visited them, and she had left completely revolted by what she had witnessed.

The situation was very different now. Because, not only were the men around her far from being disgusted by her show, they also knew the cocks currently ravaging her would soon be replaced by theirs. That, when their turn would come, they would be the ones making her moan and lose control like that. Alice noticed their manhoods twitching in anticipation, it was quite flattering to see older men get so turned on by her.

"Once again, we have a problem with her limited set of holes. Complained George, the bald meth head. It's a pain to wait until we get to bang her."

"I think I have a solution. Smiled Richard. Ready for a spin, goldilocks?"

Before Alice could understand what he meant, the homeless leader removed his cock from her mouth and asked Frank to do the same. It was strange to be suddenly completely empty, but that feeling didn't last for long. Richard took the chains holding the swing, and made her spin toward Henry, who seized the opportunity to penetrate her ass and give it a few good humps.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Asked Alice, feeling a bit lost.

"Hush, little slut. Said Richard. You're supposed to be our shared slave, right? We're just finding a way to share you fairly."

After a dozen of seconds, Henry let her go with a grunt and turned the swing toward Robert, who inserted himself in her back door too. He repeated the process, banging the pretty blonde for a short time before turning the swing to the next cock. They were passing her on as if she was nothing more than an inflatable doll!

"Oh god... You guys are going to make me crazy." Cried Alice, feeling a fourth man penetrate her in less than a minute.

"Quit yapping. Said George, spitefully. You followed us to our camp to get your holes filled. That's precisely what we're doing."

They kept on turning the swing and banging her ass one after the other, leaving her no time to understand what was happening. It came to the point she didn't know anymore who the person fucking her was.

It couldn't have been that pleasurable for them, to only get to have her for a short while before giving her to the next one. But pleasure might not be the point. It was about showing her what it meant to take care of the five of them at once. It made her feel so cheap, they were using her body in the most belittling way possible to relieve their pent-up urges. And Alice couldn't deny the humiliation was exhilarating!

After some time, the young blonde lost her balance and fell on the one who was inside her at that point. She was relieved when she understood it was Frank, at least he was bound to treat her better than his peers. The old bearded hobo was very excited though, and, since he had the pretty blonde to himself once again, he kept on going at her ass without worrying about the fact she had collapsed on him.

"Ah, fuck... Yes, right there. That hits the spot!" Said Alice, feeling fully excited by now.

"Christ, you're perfectly dilated. Your ass is so sweet and warm, it fits like a glove."

George and Richard observed the place where the eldest hobo's cock went in and out of the beautiful blonde, before looking at each other with a nasty smile.

“Wonder if she could handle it." Pondered Richard.

“Only one way to find out.” Replied the mean meth head, with an evil smirk.

Alice looked up at them, she didn’t like where this was going. As she saw George getting closer to her with his erect cock pointed toward her already occupied ass, she felt a jolt of fear.

“Wait, you can’t be serious. She said. You already did it three at once, I think that's enough.”

“Oh, shut your whore mouth. Chortled George. We already saw you take two in your pussy and one in your ass like a champ, that was a long time coming.”

This time around, Alice didn't feel like it. Both because she had already pushed her body's capacity a lot tonight, and because the meth head was the one she disliked the most among them. He had pressed for the triple penetration, barely asking for her consent. But she was less overwhelmed right now, more in control, and she intended to put her foot down.

"Okay, stop. Said the young blonde, in a more serious voice. I let it slide when three of you went at me at the same time, but I'm not feeling comfortable with this."

"Like I give a fuck about that! He replied, with a condescending smirk. I'll do whatever I want, and you'll just have to take it, Princess!"

"Okay, unacceptable! Intervened Frank, stopping his movements in her butt. We promised her husband we wouldn't harm her. Even beyond that, this is not a way to treat a guest!"

"You call that a guest? Spat George. That dumb whore who's okay getting screwed by five hobos at once? I don't care about her opinion, or yours Frank, I'll do what I want."

They all fell in deep silence for a few seconds. The situation was escalating in a different direction than before. Not a kinky one, but a frightening one.

Henry, the fat one, took a step back, sensing the tension and conflict brewing, and wanting no part in it. Richard, who had been interested in the prospect of double anal a few seconds ago, remained silent, observing where all of it was heading. Alice removed Frank's manhood out of her and stood back up, her legs shaking from the sexual workout she had just done. But, while her body was feeling frail, her mind was hard and clear as steel.

"I. Said. NO." Insisted the young blonde, looking at George dead in the eyes.

"Just go to your happy place and let it happen." He sneered.

That condescending prick! Alice flipped him off, starting to get angry.

"You go to your fucking happy place, George! She shouted back. You go there, find your spirit animal — which I hope is a frigging mammoth — and you get assfucked by it since you're so keen on it! I said no. I mean no!"

"And I said yes. Then what's it gonna be, bitch? Think you and grandpa over there can stop the four of us?"

George seemed to think he had the backing of the rest of the group, but Henry and Richard weren't very comfortable with this turn of events. Nonetheless, they didn't stop him either, like the cowards they were. They were at a stalemate.

Suddenly, Robert, the tallest among them, moved to stand behind George. Considering the guy rarely spoke, it seemed to indicate he was in his corner, making the bald meth head smile victoriously. Alice felt a cold sweat run down her back. While Richard was supposedly the leader, she had seen what happened when Robert had thrown a tantrum to be the first one to have sex with her. He was a force of nature, and the rest of them were terrified of him. If he really was supporting George in his decision to force her hand, then it meant...

Before the young blonde could finish that scary thought, the giant hobo's hand fell on George's shoulder.

"You won't." Said Robert, with an incredibly calm voice.

The bald meth head was taken aback. He believed he had the mightiest of them all supporting him in his criminal attempt. Thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case.

"What? What do you care?" He replied, confused.

"The girl's been kind to us. Robert kept on going, When was the last time anyone was kind to us?"

"What the hell is wrong with you, you big moron? Don't tell me you fell in love with the bitch after taking her for a spin!"

"It's not a matter of love, it's a matter of principles. I won't let you harm her, and you won't do anything she doesn't want you to do."

Alice recalled how Mr. Thompson had insisted on the terms of the contract with Robert especially, as if he had sensed the big silent one was the most reliable among them. The situation was proving him right. Despite having had rough sex with her, he seemed to want to protect her. More than that, he... Respected her, cared for her. He was grateful she had decided to spend the night with them. That realization shook the young blonde a bit, but the pleasant feeling of a task well done eased her off.

George, being the oblivious moron he was, hadn't come to the same conclusion. And he seemed to think antagonizing a man nearly one and a half feet taller than him was a good idea...

"Or else what, huh? He taunted him. Else what, you Goliath-looking motherfucker?"

Wow... That guy did not know how to read a room! Robert's hand clutched around George's shoulder, compressing it as easily as if it was made of polystyrene. There was a loud crack and the meth head winced in pain, trying unsuccessfully to get out of his grip. Well, that's Darwinism at work, baby. He had it coming.

"Else you'll be down one arm and no fucking teeth." Uttered Robert, with a thundering tone.

Seeing George in this bad spot, Alice perceived there was a power shift in their group. So far, she only had Frank looking out for her. But now, if Robert was defending her, everything changed. Henry was a follower, he would accept everything from everyone. As for Richard, he was smart enough to know he couldn't go against both the strongest one and the wisest one of their group. Which meant George was alone, and Alice had the upper hand.

The young blonde got closer to the meth head, who was trying to get out of the giant's unwavering grasp.

"What do you want me to do with him?" Robert asked her, confirming she was now in control of the situation.

Alice looked at George, at the man who had threatened to abuse her. She should have felt anger, or a rightful need for retribution, but her mind was devoid of that. The feeling she experienced was somehow more... pensive.

"He's done." Said the 19-year-old girl, tranquil.

"W... What?" Replied George, at a loss.

"I said you're done. Alice Repeated. It means get out of my sight, get bent, get the fuck out of here. Need me to be more precise?"

"You talk big because you have that gigantic imbecile with you." Grunted the angry meth head.

"I talk big because I can, and I do. Robert, let him go please."

The big hobo obeyed without a word, letting his companion go and taking a step back, leaving the two of them to face each other. George was confused, suddenly fiding himself alone in front of the naked girl he had just threatened. He was a man, older than she was, he should have been the one to scare her.

Yet, the eyes of that woman... There was something insane in them. Something unyielding and unnerving. It's like she had become a complete different person from the one they had shared for fun a few minutes ago.

"I'm not afraid of you." Said Alice, with a terrifyingly serene tone.

George recoiled. He didn't understand what scared him about her, but something definitely did. I mean, the blonde girl in front of him was completely nude, only wearing a leash and collar, and parts of her body were still soiled from sex. Why was he feeling like she was facing something... excruciating and all-powerful?

"I don't mean that like a grand pompous statement or anything. Alice kept on going. I mean it because you aren't a frightening person whatsoever, George. You think you're a tough guy, because you try to force yourself on a defenseless girl when you're five against one. But, as soon as you realize you don't have the numbers, you're pissing your pants. I do not respect you, and I do not consider you a worthy master. You can leave now."

The pretty blonde looked him in the eyes until he lowered his stare, like a scared puppy. She turned away, thinking she had made things clear, until he added one last thing.

"Fucking bitch..." He muttered under his breath.

Oh, that was the last straw. The last fucking straw with this asshole! She turned back and, with a swift movement of her leg, kicked the SHIT out of his genitals.

George immediately fell down on his knees, huddling in pain.

"I very much enjoy degrading insults when they're said in the right context. Said Alice, calmly. Now was not one of those."

It felt weird to have this man more than twice her age on his knees in front of her. She remembered all the times she had bowed submissively in front of Mr. Thompson. Was it what he had felt, looking down on someone who wasn't his equal? Who was beneath him? Being in the opposite position troubled her, yet there undeniably was an intoxicating sensation of power. She understood why he got off on it... Maybe this experience was helping her understand her husband more.

"See, I never understood why men were so proud of their junk. Said Alice, smiling at the miserable jerk kneeling in front of her. It's like being proud of a weakness. Three of you went at my lower parts at once, and I'm still standing. I take one tiny little hit at you down there, and you're down on your knees. That's just pathetic."

She noticed the four other homeless men glance at her, disconcerted. A few moments ago, they had used her even more poorly than a prostitute, and she was now asserting her absolute dominance over one of their own. Robert and Frank approved of what she was doing, they didn't make a single gesture to help their companion who was sobbing pitifully on the floor. As for Richard and Henry, they were too craven to intervene one way or another.

Alice squatted to be at his level and took her leash in hand, making it twirl like a tiny whip. She felt imbued with bad bitch energy, which made her remember that, before she met Mr. Thompson, she had never been especially keen on submission. He had been the one to introduce her to it, and his natural authority and strictness had made her yield to him. But deep down, Alice was no pushover. It was only because her master had proven worthy that she had been tamed.

"You seem to be mistaken about my condition, George. She said. I'm a sub, not a victim, those are very different concepts. My husband established clear terms for tonight's contract. I kept my end of the bargain by letting you use my body and submitting to you, but he also said you weren't to do anything I wouldn't accept. You tried to break this contract. You weren't true to your word. Which means you're done. If you don't respect the terms, the contract doesn't apply to you anymore. I won't let you have your way with me, and I certainly won't let you insult me."

Alice put her forefinger under his chin and made him raise his head to look at her. Mr. Thompson had made that same imperious gesture with her many times, it felt odd to wield the same power her Daddy did.

"Now, tell me, who's the bitch?" She asked, smirking.

George hesitated for a second, but his pride crumbled almost instantly. Maybe it was because he was frightened by Robert, or by Alice, or because his dick was hurting him too much to resist. More probably, it was because the guy was as spineless as it gets.

"I... I am." He replied, in a hushed voice.

"Louder, George! Alice insisted. I'm not sure your friends heard you right!"

"I'm the bitch, alright! That's me, I'm the bitch!" Repeated George, completely defeated.

The young blonde nodded, satisfied with his response, before standing up again.

"Glad we got that covered. Now, get that pathetic worm you call a penis away from me and get bent! Understood?"

"Y... Yes, ma'am."

He stood up, his hands around his sore genitals, and took one step away, before Robert seized his shoulder again.

"Pack your shit. Said the tall vagrant. I don't want to see you here ever again, you little shitstain."

"W... What?" Replied the meth head, confused.

"I agree. Said Frank, with a stern nod. I'm not spending another night next to that prick. You get the fuck out of our encampment."

George turned to Richard, their leader, hoping for some support. But the homeless man had understood the tide had turned, and he went with the flow.

"They're right. Agreed Richard. We might be outcasts from society, but we won't harbor an abuser. Take your things and leave by the morning."

George opened his mouth, trying to protest, but closed it soon afterward. It was no use. Everyone had seen what he was about to do, and everyone resented him for it. He lowered his head, and walked toward his tent, leaving them in the playground.

Seeing him go away made Alice feel relieved. Frank got closer and put and friendly and comforting hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sorry about all this, it wasn't the plan for tonight. After that, we would understand if you'd prefer to call it quits. You've already done a lot for us."

The young blonde appreciated his support, but something didn't sit right by her. She had accepted all this because it was supposed to be a fun night, not some traumatic bullshit thanks to an asshole meth head! The situation was handled, there was no point dwelling on it.

"You know what, fuck that guy! She said, resolutely. I won't let that jerk ruin my fun, nor yours. He was the one to break the contract, not us. We'll actually do exactly what he was suggesting, just to piss him off!"

Alice took a few steps before kneeling on a cozy spot of grass. She started to stimulate her pussy, trying to rekindle the flame after this distressing sequence, and exposed her inviting buttcheeks to the remaining homeless men. She had been frightened of trying something so rough, but, now that she had confirmation some of her sexual partners for the night were worthy, she definitely wanted to do it before sunrise.

"Frank, Robert, you did the right thing and I want to thank you for that. She said, shaking her lily white butt to lure them. Come here and get your prize. As for you, Richard and Henry, you decided to stand there and watch while everything unfolded. Congratulations, you get to stand and watch again, from the sidelines. Let that be a lesson to you boys: when you want to shove two dicks at once up a lady's bum, ask nicely first!"