As soon as the door fell into its lock after John left, the man that was inspecting Charlotte's wet and cum-filled pussy stroked his cock a couple of times before lining it up against her moist folds and lubing it up with the cum and her juices. Charlotte looked down as the man glid his four inch cock against the former queens glistening pussy lips. While it felt great, Charlotte quickly got impatient.
"Nnnghh fuck me already! I need it so bad!" she said, finally able to express her desires now that she was no longer gagged by her underwear.
A smile formed on the man's face. "Yes, my Queen..." he answered in a sarcastic tone before he plunged himself into her. She bucked her hips to meet his thrust without even thinking about it. Heer instincts had taken over, so as the man fucked her with fast yet deep thrusts she released moans without holding back. She wanted them to know she enjoyed this. Even though his cock was only just over four inches, he did a great job at satisfying the Queen, using his hands on her hips to fuck her like there was no tomorrow.
The other men were still watching the scene while stroking their cocks to the sight of Charlotte getting more and more aroused and her moans getting even louder and high–pitched than before. She was slowly approaching her climax, and everyone in the room could see it. The skin above her boobs showed a deep red blush and her breathing got more eratic as the man fucking her released deep and almost feral grunts. The entire thing felt nearly animalistic, just two people fucking out of pure instinct and their natural desire to breed.
"Fuck... You're so fucking tight... I-I'm gonna cum!" The man yelled out and with one final thrust he was balls deep inside her and his cock started twitching and releasing his seed.
Charlotte rode the edge for a few seconds before her climax washed over her. It hit her like a wave of pleasure, and it felt like she was having her first real orgasm. She had never felt anything even close to this. She could barely breathe as her legs, still spread apart and tied to the bed, started quivering uncontrollably. Charlotte screamed and cursed as the orgasm opened a new world of pleasure for her, breaking her completely and sealing her fate as a complete slut. The feeling of a cock filling her with cum only added to the overwhelming sensation. The man struggled to keep himself upright, but after a few seconds he pulled out of Charlotte, only to see his cum slowly drip out of her wet pussy. It took Charlotte a minute to see straight again.
The man had already retreated to the edge of the bed and started getting dressed. "Goodbye, Michael!" Steve said before Michael left the small room. The three men repositioned themselves, one on each side of Charlotte, with Steve at the foot of the bed. She was a horny mess at this point, still recovering from her mind–shattering orgasm, but in reality the smell of her defiled pussy and the two creampies already made her want more.
Steve spoke first. "Shall we untie her, boys?" he asked, and the other two men just nodded before they started untying Charlotte's limbs. It felt incredible to finally be able to move, but the voice telling Charlotte to get up and try to escape had gone silent a couple of minutes ago. So she stretched her limbs before sitting up with her legs spread apart. The men watched her wordlessly as she guided a hand downwards and ran two fingers along her slit, picking up a thick strand of cum. She felt how wet she was after her orgasm, but decided to wrap her lips around her fingers, savouring the intense taste of the cum of two strangers. She loved the salty and intense taste, the sticky and thick texture on her tongue, and the fact that it was still warm. She released a soft moan before repeating the process and eating out her cum–filled pussy.
The men watched her with big smiles, knowing they had succeeded in turning the former queen Charlotte into a dirty cumwhore. Their cocks were rock hard and after exchanging glances the other two men climbed onto the bed, leaving Steve, who just kept stroking. John had told him he would be last, and even though Charlotte didn't care, nor had she any authority left to command him, he just watched the other two men approach Charlotte from two sides. Almost simultaneously they started groping her boobs and playing with her stiff nipples.
With their rough hands, the men explored her body. They groped all over her soft and delicate skin, coated in sweat from her intense orgasm, slapping and pinching her wherever they would see fit. Fairly quickly, her body was covered in red marks, and the men kept pinching her sensitive nipples. Charlotte relished in the stinging pain all over her body and enjoyed it more than any self–respecting lady should have done in this situation, but she was no longer a queen, nor a lady for that matter. She had very quickly learned to enjoy the rough way these men had treated her and at this point she was happy to receive their attention, and more importantly their cum.
The two men kept degrading her body for a while before they seemingly got bored, so they pushed Charlotte to all fours. She was pleasantly surprised to see a big, hard cock right in front of her face. She could see the other one being lined up against her pussy. A big smile covered her face, This would be great, she thought. The cock in front of her was just out of reach, but she still opened her mouth, trying to show her obedience and excitement for a cock in her mouth.
The man kneeling in front of her chuckled.
"She's already a proper slut, George! She'll be a great asset for Sister Monica..." he said to the man across him who slapped Charlotte's ass cheeks a couple times. She had no time to think about who Sister Monica might be and what 'being an asset' meant, because George decided to pung balls deep into her, filling her pussy with six inches without warning.
Charlotte gasped at the sudden feeling of fullness and rocked forward slightly from George's hips slapping against her ass. That was enough for the thick Cock in front of her to slip into her mouth.
"Fuck! She's so tight, Alex!" the man behind her exclaimed as Alex grabbed her by the back of the head and thrust forward, filling out Charlotte's mouth with his cock.
She hadn't been ready for an invasion from both sides, but the feeling of being spitroasted and giving up all control over her body and breath was indescribable. Instead of feeling humiliated and degraded, she felt liberated and like she had finally found her true purpose. The men began thrusting into her from both sides, and they soon found a rhythm where she was always filled from one side.
George kept slapping her ass, leaving red marks all over her soft skin, and Alex used her blonde hair to facefuck her like there was no tomorrow. With every thrust his cock reached so deep, her throat clenched around it and Charlotte was choking on it. Still, she couldn't imagine doing anything else at this moment. Spit and precum had already covered her chin, face and her boobs that were hanging down beneath her, rocking back and forth with every thrust George took into her from behind.
Her level of arousal was steadily rising, as the men released deep groans and yet showed no signs of stopping anytime soon, and her pussy was soaking wet. Disgusting sounds of the depraved act taking place filled the room and turned Steve on to unimaginable levels. He had to periodically stop stroking to avoid shooting his load without getting to use the former queen's body.
Charlotte had no idea how long they spent in that position, but it felt like an eternity of pleasure, so she was a bit saddened to feel both Alex and George starting to slow down. That only made their thrusts even deeper, and it made her very quickly approach her next climax. This one would be even bigger than the last; she could feel it. Alex was the first to find his release. He plunged inside Charlotte's throat, and her throat tightening around his tip was enough to push him over the edge. He almost collapsed as his cock started pulsing in her mouth and he shot rope after rope directly at the back of her throat before he pulled back slightly, so that his tip was barely inside her mouth. He kept cumming into her mouth and Charlotte enjoyed every second of it.
His thick semen coated the insides of her mouth, and she could taste how salty and warm it was. After he pulled out, she savored the taste for a second before swallowing it. She gulped down his thick cum and almost came just from that unique sensation. Alex was still grunting even as he fell back on the bed. Charlotte could finally breathe again, so she gasped for air before expressing her feelings.
"YES! Fuck... that was great! mmmh I love cum! I wa-" she managed to get out, riding on the edge of her orgasm before she had to gasp for air again.
George had thrust his entire length into her pussy, rocking her forward and pushing her over the edge. As George picked up his pace once again, Charlotte reached levels of pleasure she could have never imagined before. She felt as though she was going to pass out when her world was rocked by the first wave of bliss. Her knees immediately gave out, and she collapsed on the bed. She was breathless as wave after wave of her climax broke her mind. Her sight went white as her eyes curled back, and Charlotte gave herself to the pleasure. She had been a highborn girl, a queen, a mother, the symbol of femininity and now she was losing her mind, a quivering mess, a worthless slut, wanting nothing more than to get filled with potent semen and to bear a child from a lowborn stranger.
The room got filled with the scent of her climax and George only managed to get a few more thrust in before the pulsing walls of her pussy made him succumb. He let out a feral grunt before he satisfied his animalistic desire to breed.
He painted her inside with his potent cum, breathing heavy as he kept cumming until it was already flowing out of her loose pussy. As George filled her, Charlotte reached yet another orgasm and released a scream that didn't do justice to her state of ecstasy.
George pulled out and laid down on the bed to recover, but Charlotte's insane mind–melting orgasm left her a quivering mess that was releasing moans, tears of joy and of course the load she just took in her fertile pussy mixed with her sweet nectar. She struggled to regulate her breathing, and she had dug her hands deep into the bedsheet.
Everyone had found their release and Charlotte would now be an unrecognisable mess of a slut, that only lived to serve men in hopes of getting their attention in the form of cum, violence or, the ultimate primal desire, the opportunity to get pregnant and bear a child. Only Steve hadn't cum yet and he was aching to finally get his turn. Finally, as Alex and George slowly sat up on the edge of the bed, bathed in sweat and exhausted, Steve walked around the bed to find Charlotte lying on her stomach, facing away from him. Sadly for him as he stroked one final time, before he was about to climb on top of her and fuck her defiled pussy, he couldn't ride the edge any longer. He had been stroking ever since they first entered the room, doomed to watch by Michael's order after he got impatient, his cock harder than ever before, veins bulging out and his head a dark shade of purple.
Now, before he could even touch Charlotte his cock erupted and began shooting long ropes alle over her back. He came harder than ever before and almost collapsed. He let out long moans as his cock just kept shooting out long ropes of cum that covered Charlotte's sweaty and used body from her long legs, over her plumb red ass, marked with George's slapping, all the way over her back and even into her long blonde hair. Every rope of cum felt like a wonderful warm bath of heavenly milk to Charlotte and it was enough to trigger another orgasm, making her squirm and moan once again. Steve felt horrible, even though his orgasm rocked his body with the pleasure of his long–awaited release. Only he never wanted to cum like this.
After Steve finally stopped cumming, George and Alex were already cleaned up and ready to go. They laughed at Steve for his premature release. Alex picked up the rope they had used to tie Charlotte down earlier while George gave Steve a clap on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, Steve. Not everyone can handle a slut like this," he said before leaving with a grin. Before closing the door behind him, he turned back to see Charlotte still lying there, a quivering and moaning mess, and Steve picking up his clothes.
"Make sure to tell Sister Monica to send her girls to pick her up."
That was the last thing Charlotte heard before passing out from exhaustion.
To be continued . . .
