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A genuine, heartfelt thanks.

It fit well in his hand and didn't take much for her nipple to stir and throb at his touch. Jeanne wanted to protest, but she could only moan.

"That's a good little slave. Moan for your masters," the man behind taunted. She hadn't even seen his face, and he was groping her breast!

"No..." she sighed, the protest not convincing at all. The she gasped as more hand on her ass slid between her thighs, so close to her... The men laughed.

"You like it," The blond teased, caressing her through her panties. Her whole body jolted in reaction. Heat seared through her, turning her skin a rosy shade of pink. "I think you should make us feel good now, slut."

Before she could question argue, Jeanne was pushed to her knees. The men wasted no time pulling out their cocks, long and thick and twitching in her face. What...what did they expect her to do? She couldn't think, not with their masculine odor invading her senses. When she opened her mouth one prodded her lips, smearing pre-cum against her lips. The other man grabbed her hand, bringing it to stroke his shaft.

"Come on," one prompted, thrusting hips to rubbing his meat against her face. God, this was so humiliating. Even more humiliating, she opened her mouth further, and swallowing the head of one cock. Strong fingers gripped her head, pulling her down his length, forcing her as she struggled to take his entire cock. Her body grew even hotter despite the way they used her. Or because of the way they used her?

Saliva drooled down her chin as she struggled to swallow more cock. She was hardly half way down, not believing it was possible to go any further. Finally, he let her come up some, until just the head was in her mouth, before dragging down his rod again. Slickened by her spit, his meat slid between her lips, pushing deeper into her throat each time. The other man used her hand to jack himself off, moving her wrists over his shaft.

"Should I cum in your mouth, slave? Watch you swallow down my load, and thank me for the privilege?" he taunted, strong fingers hold her head in place as hips thrust. She couldn't argue, couldn't protest, couldn't think, just focused on the cock in her mouth, pushing deeper and deeper each time. Somehow, beyond belief, he fit his entire length in her mouth and down her throat. He held it there for one moment, and then two, and Jeanne feared he would never release her. Was he getting even bigger, or was she imagining it?

Just when she feared she would choke or gag, his dick pulsed, and jets of hot seed spurt down her throat. Instinctively, she swallowed, but it soon became too much, flooding her mouth with his salty spunk. She was finally able to pull free, another stream of semen striking her face and breasts, painting her in her servitude and submission. Both men laughed as she coughed and gasped, a mess of saliva and spunk dripping from her chin.

"Now, now, that wasn't a very good slave," the one she had been stroke mocked. His grip on her wrist turned pained, and he jerked her back to her fit, "Spilling a drop of Master's cum means you need to be punished."

"I didn't mean to!" she protested, suddenly scared what more these men could do to her. Scared, and yet soaking between her thighs, fearing and hoping they might use her. Pulled along, the second man dragged her over to a large love seat. He sat, and yanked her arm, pulling her over his lap. She landed with an, "OOPH!" sprawled over him with her ass in the air. Before she could think straight, a heavy hand came down her butt, smacking loud against her full cheeks.

Jeanne squealed and squirmed, but could not escape his iron grip.