Virginity for Sale

Everything that happened was like a dream. Tolik’s member appeared in front of her face. Diana looked at him intently, but did not dare to immediately take it into her mouth.

“What are you looking at, you fool, suck it!” Ordered her resting Michael and she quickly took the penis in her mouth.

Peter’s jerks set the general pace and soon Tolik felt like a part of something great and inexplicable. The slave’s throat blowjob was incomparable. Despite the constantly twisted face and moans, she managed to do everything! Simultaneously caressing his testicles with one hand, and holding onto the back of the sofa with the other.

Two guys were fighting her on both sides, and Michael, sitting opposite, from such a wonderful view, quickly became agitated again.

“Let me show you something else.” he said, taking Diana by the hair and removing her from Tolik’s penis.

He slyly winked at his friend and pushed Diana’s head towards him, roughly putting her mouth on his penis. “Look!” He thrust his penis deep into her throat and pressed her head with his hands so that she could not move.

With his torso, he tried to block her airways and soon Diana began to choke and twitch.

“Try it like this! Feelings are fantastic!” Pulling his member out of her, said Michael, and after a couple of seconds in her throat, Tolik was already stunned by everything that was happening.

He pressed her head tightly against him, feeling how her whole body was contracting and how spasms were choking her from the inside. For the first time in his life, he felt his throat tighten with force and tried to push his instrument out.

“Damn, really, fantastic!” He whispered, continuing to hold the girl by the ears.

He looked closely at Diana, her eyes were tightly closed and tears were streaming down her cheeks. He felt every thrust of Peter’s cock in her anus, and even could feel through Diana’s body how his friend was starting to cum.

Peter moved faster and began to lower his nectar into Diana. From what he saw, Tolik himself could not stand it and sperm began to pour out of his penis, filling the throat of the slave.

She coughed, but tried to swallow. Tolik felt with his penis how her swallowing muscles were working with great speed, trying to cope with the flow of semen. Part of it still managed to flow out and a few drops fell to the floor.

He pulled out a little cock and gently hit her in the face. Feeling his power, he touched her face, examining the place where the palm had hit and then hit again, but a little harder. Diana patiently continued to suck, as if not paying attention to his ‘caress’.

Tolik began to beat harder, getting a taste, until Peter stopped him.

“Well enough, we came here not to beat her, but to make love.” Fortunately for Diana, Peter was not such a flayer like his father, although he also liked to bite, slap or pinch more painfully.

“She got it pretty good.” As if apologetically, commented Peter, calming Tolik, who was raging with excitement. “Our daddy arranged such a construct there in the room, brought a special installation…”

“Yeah, he’s still that pervert! Where did he get one?” Michael laughed, remembering what he saw when he first entered the room and found his father in a pool of blood with a broken head.

“Yeah, that was really something, you Michael apparently liked the machine and went to it!” Peter laughed.

“Or maybe you went ‘into’ it?” Michael said offended, angry for such a comparison.

“Can I see this installation?” Suddenly asked Tolik.

“Well… probably.” After thinking a little, Michael answered.

“Michael, father forbids us to walk in his part of the house without permission.” His brother reminded him. “He said he would cancel the university and send us to the army if we roam there without asking…”

“And what if he finds out about it? He is now a vegetable…” Added Michael and turned away.

“After all, they don’t really care about their father, and they are not as cruel as he was.” Thought Diana.

“Let’s go to your house! Please, I want to see it!” Tolik exclaimed enthusiastically.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Shall we go?” Michael turned to Peter with hope in his voice.

“Yes, let’s go! Let’s frolic!” Answered Peter and the guys quickly got ready, taking Diana, and then they all drove back home together.

Having crossed the threshold of the room, the guys began to argue with each other about what they would try in this sex machine first. The doomed slave girl became discouraged, realizing that getting rid of Alexander brought only temporary relief and now, instead of him, new adventures await her with his unbridled children.

Diana was ready to cry with despair, she felt humiliated and overwhelmed. She had just managed to get rid of Alexander, now she acquired three tormentors at once and it is still unknown where their appetites will lead and how many new friends they will have in stock.

All day she pleased the guys, giving them love and affection, and by evening, she felt exhausted. Several times a day, insatiable teenagers tried a sex machine on her, but they quickly got bored with it and they preferred to use their ‘natural’ machines.

In the evening, the guys left for the club, leaving the slave woman alone with her thoughts, and already at lunchtime, the twins were again on the threshold of her room. This time, they brought with them three more friends.

The captive was ordered to start with a dance, and then the real ‘dance’ began. The guys took turns substituting their shoots for her, trying to plant them as deeply as possible and weighed jokes about her.

She, already accustomed to such an attitude from men, calmly accepted their orders and attacks, although it was unpleasant for her to serve unfamiliar men who were not her masters.

When all five finished in her mouth once, they sat down at the table and began to drink beer, and Diana was ordered to stand up in the cancer position, putting her legs wider and spreading her buttocks with her hands so that they could better examine her charms…