Not only were my buttocks the targets for some abuse, but Simon reached around and pulled my tits as though he were milking a cow. He drew some laughter as he stated that the 'old cow' was dry.

I was relieved when once again, he had pleasured himself at my expense and pulled out to let the next 'lucky' lad get in. Thankfully before he pushed in, he took time to relubricate my anal passage. Once completed, I was stretched wide again for another session of ass pounding, buttock spanking and tit pulling.
The pace and vigour of the five young men were relentless as they enjoyed every moment of my discomfort and pain as my ass was stretched to its limit while I whimpered bound as I was to the headboard.

As the last one pulled out, my knees slipped down the bed, and I lay panting hard, feeling the stinging sensation in my breasts and buttocks from the brutal pounding they had endured.
I was delighted when my assailants unbound my wrists by cutting the tape.
I was hoiked off the bed and slammed onto the carpet with some force in a kneeling position.
'Your arse was a stinking mess,' someone said. 'Look at our cocks. They are filthy. You had better clean them up.'
'With your mouth and tongue,' another added darkly to ensure I was not thinking of cleaning them in any other way.
This time Simon did not lead the way but watched smiling with satisfaction as the first of his pals pushed his manhood towards my face.
'Remember, I want to see that tongue out and working hard on us,' Simon observed, 'or else!'
I knew I had no choice. I had agreed to fulfil this fantasy, I had no intention of turning yellow and backing out. On the contrary, I wanted to keep my hard-earned reputation as a slut who could take anything.
I opened my mouth and slipped the first of the five cocks inside, ensuring I gave it plenty of work with my mouth and then ensured my tongue was seen working his semi-rigid shaft as if I were licking and ice cream.

Ass to mouth was only something I had learned about a couple of months before, so I was still relatively inexperienced at getting it right. It had taken me a while before being prepared to take on such a challenge. It was not something I could practice daily to get it right. I had, however, discovered what I considered was a unique way to see if I could fulfil this fantasy of many guys. Now was I ever glad for those nights in my University room practising with a Dildo.

To finish, I pulled the foreskin back and stuck my tongue out to caress his most sensitive nob. I felt him almost instantaneously become rock hard as I did so. I was about to give a blow job when Simon intervened, 'That's enough,' he barked, 'That's for later slut!'
I worked with each of the guys similarly, whilst those not receiving the attention at the time enjoyed using a belt to occasionally give semi-hard cracks against my back to remind me of my position and predicament.
At last, it was time for the last one, and Simon stepped up, but before doing so, he positioned me so that he could stick his finger deep into my anus with the hope of it coming out rather dirty.
He still made me clean up his fingers before commencing on his dick, becoming increasingly more erect. I suddenly realised why Simon had decided to go last. He stood over me as a smile of total contentment slowly came over his face as I worked his now hard, large and erect cock with my mouth and tongue, ensuring the 'nob' received a good working over.
The others watching were becoming more than a little jealous as the use of the belt across my bare back increased in both intensity and ferocity.
Finally, Simon grabbed my hair and pulling my face tightly against his balls so that his cock pushed deep inside my mouth, he climaxed, firing his load almost straight down my throat. I gagged as he held me tightly in place, enjoying both his pleasure and my discomfort.

After he pulled out, I was allowed to lay on the bed for only a couple of minutes as two of the men left the room. In the distance, I could hear running water, and I guessed what that might mean. It did not take long to discover that I was right.