I start my shift in the desert camp
During the evening I got no sleep as Pete and Jim were fucking me all night. The slaves came in and made sure that after they had finished fucking me, my arse was plugged as per the teacher's instructions. My nipples were tingling, and that kept me awake too. They started to explain to me, "Other men will be coming for your friends very soon. We have to prepare your hair as per the master's instructions, and then you will be taken to the desert camp."
Four men came into our large room, and they started fingering Pete and Jim; their arses were for their use. I was cleaned up a bit, and my hair was coloured and permed, so when dry, I had curly blond hair. I thought it looked odd. The plug was left in, and 2 bodyguards came to take me to the camp. I didn't get a chance to hug my pals as they were too busy getting fucked.
The drive to the desert camp took about an hour, and I was led out of the car naked and taken to a big tent, where there was already a queue of men forming. One of the guards laughed and said. "Looks like you will have a full shift today. We will make sure that you are well treated, but well fucked."
They were calling out at me, and I felt I was being led into a zoo. There was a huge round bed in the middle of the tent, and it had restraints. With Velcro cuffs attached at 4 places on the bed. The guards ordered me
"Get on the bed on your back and spread your legs wide."
My plug was removed, and a gush of spunk came out of me onto the black leather cover that protected the bed. I was just wiped with a cloth and put on my back, and my wrists and legs were secured.
One of the guards explained,
"First 10 men would fuck you in this position, and then you will be placed in the doggy position for the next 10 and so on."
Then it started...
I was penetrated by the first 10, which took about an hour and a half, I think, but I had lost all sense of time. The men were not cruel, and some were good-looking.
Some of them were kissing me while they fucked me, and most twisted my nipples.
After each one finished, they all tousled my blond locks and smiled at me.
I could feel their cum sliding out of me and pooling on the protector sheet, so much that it was running up to my back.
I noticed that my ordeal was being filmed and felt ashamed.
One of the guards came up to me and said to me,
"You have to be more energetic when being fucked, as some of the men have complained that you were just lying there."
"This will go against your assessment and could be a big problem for you, so stop acting like a slab of meat and put some effort into all this."
He reprimanded me.
The other 10 men were queuing up outside, so the guards undid the cuffs, wiped my hole and the leather sheet, placed me on all fours with a soft triangle piece of foam under my belly, and re-cuffed me.
And it all started again. This time, I could thrust back better onto their pounding cocks, which got some appreciative moans out of the men. I was fucked over and over, and the thrusting back was exhausting for me.
I still don't know how long it took for the 10 men to finish fucking me, but I could feel their seed sliding down my legs and forming a pool of cum around my knees, which was a bit more comfortable than in the missionary position as the last one finished inside me.
The bodyguards sent a slave to just wipe my hole and mop up the cum, which had pooled around me as my knees had started slipping in the mess on the leather sheet.
"You have done better this time, boy; there have been no complaints, but you still need to push back and give them a better ride by gripping their cocks with your anal muscles."
I nodded in agreement, and he continued.
"We will get the slave to give you poppers as well so you will remain in this position for the next 10, as you are not keeping up with going through them all. We will rig up a sling while you are being fucked by these 10 new ones and see if that speeds things up while you are on your back; it will also look good for the filming."
A new batch of 10 men started coming in and were eager to get started on fucking me.
The slave boy was superb at presenting me with poppers as and when I needed them, and the guards had given me a handful of pills to boost my horniness and libido, so I settled into the new cycle of men and was enjoying it a bit more.
The guards came up to me and caressed me,
"You are now starting to get into it so well done, and keep it up." And he smiled and tousled my curly hair.
The next 10 seemed to take longer, until I realised that the cocks were getting bigger; they must have selected the smallest first and were slowly building up to the bigger cocks.
I decided that I liked the bigger ones. As there was more girth to them, and of course, they were tapping on my prostate, which made me ride them better. Some workers came in and started rigging up the sling. I gestured to the slave boy to play with my nipples, and he scooped some cum off the sheet to use as lube. The feeling was fantastic, which got me moaning like a whore, much to the pleasure of the men fucking me.
The batch of 10 new men was getting ready outside, and I was placed in the sling on my back after being wiped of all the cum,
The slave boy talked to me soothingly:
"It's OK, cullu tamam, I will look after you like you were my brother."
And smiled at me while teasing my nipples.
I felt quite comfortable in the sling. It was a novelty to the new men as they realised they could get the sling swinging to their thrusts. The slave boy was still feeding me poppers on demand and still playing with my nipples covered in cum as lube.
This was now turning into a leisurely fuck, finally, for me. But the men were also treating it leisurely and were taking a lot longer to cum inside me.
It took the 10 of them over 2 hours to finish inside me. And their spunk had considerably increased in volume, which was dutifully cleaned up by the slave boy again. I was taken off the sling and placed on all fours in the doggy position, and it started all over again with the next 10 coming in.
The guards said lovingly as they were caressing me,"We will also treat you like a brother, as you are very valuable to our master. We can assure you of a good report from us, but we will want to have you as well. Would you be happy with that?"
I nodded with enthusiasm and smiled at them coyly.
I had taken 40 men while I was there and was now on the 5th batch of 10
They came in naked, as I think they had been told to speed things up; however, their cocks were much larger.
I found out that the slave boy had saved the cum that had leaked out of me, so he was also now acting as a fluffer and lubing up each cock with a generous amount of cum on the cocks, preparing to penetrate me, and was also pushing more cum into me.
It is correct that cum is the best lubricant there is, as all the cocks that had been up me had not damaged me in any way. One after the other, I took the large cocks, and the size made me groan and moan as the men fucking me were doing the same. The whole place sounded like a whorehouse, and I started to become proud of the fact that I was the only whore causing all this.
The bodyguards and slave boy were getting very horny and hard, and I wished that I could be spit roasted by them at the same time.
One of the guards whispered to me,
"When these 10 have finished with you, we're also going to fuck you, as we agreed."
I nodded and smiled at them. And said, "I am looking forward to it" and winked at them.
The time flew by, and soon I was on the last one and giving him the ride of his life. He finished inside me so deep and hard and let out a roar, and I felt him flood me as I experienced my first internal orgasm, which made me blank out for a bit.
When I came around, one of the bodyguards was deep inside me, and boy was he big! He only lasted about 20 minutes, and the next one was up to me straight away and finished off in about 15.
All the other 10 waiting men could hear the sounds of our couplings, and they came in rock hard. A huge cock was inside me rapidly, and the slave boy hadn't even had time to clean me up a bit.
I was now at number 52, cocks up, and was really enjoying this. It seemed to take longer for number 62 to finish, but we got there.
There were 10 more waiting. And I was determined to take them all; it was only when I realised that they were even bigger, so the guards instructed the slave boy to put me on my back in the sling.
At least I could relax a little, but I was wrong, as the concentration of taking these huge cocks really made me work. It was a good job the slave boy knew what he was doing with the poppers and scooping up the excess cum to lube me well.
Little by little, the number started to climb up to 70, and I was determined not to let the last 2 down. And during the last 2 fucking me, I achieved a second internal orgasm; the pre-cum was pouring out of me.
The greatest pleasure was hearing the roar of the one who had given me the second anal orgasm roar with great pleasure!
I heard a lot of clapping and cheering outside the tent, and that made me feel great.
The 2 bodyguards came in and congratulated me and hugged me and told me that I had been fucked for 18 and a half hours and started to get me ready to be taken back to the palace, but I said that I had one last job to do. They looked confused until, when the slave boy came to clean me up, I put my arms out to him and gave him a hug and lay back down, inviting him to use my hole.
He looked at the guards, and they nodded to him. And walked out, leaving us to our privacy. It was the most intimate moment of my life, and I am sure of the boy's. We made slow and sweet love together, and as we uncoupled, kissed tenderly...
To be continued
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