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The next evening, I was ready. Washed, shaved, plugged. He'd asked me to arrive in a skimpy outfit: tight shorts, no underwear, collar firmly in place. As soon as I crossed the threshold, he grabbed me by the nape of the neck and whispered in my ear:

- Tonight, you serve. Not a word, not a complaint. Understand?

I nodded. He gave me a gentle peck on the cheek, then led me into the living room. There were five of them. All his buddies, well-built suburban guys, virile types, heavy stares and toothy smiles. I stood there, eyes downcast, legs trembling with excitement.

- Gentlemen, this is my dog. She's well trained. Please, help yourself.

No need to say more. They surrounded me, some starting by caressing my torso, others slipping their hands under my shorts to discover my already ready ass. One of them had me on my knees, straight away. His cock was already hard. He put it to my lips. I opened wide. He smiled.

- She knows how to receive, your slut.

They took turns. One mouth wasn't enough. When one was fucking my throat, another would tackle me to the couch and take my ass. Always with condom and gel, but without unnecessary gentleness. I was reduced to the state of a toy with cocks, a docile bowl-cutter.

My master sometimes held me by the leash while one of his buddies shoved his dick up my ass. In between spurts, he'd talk to me:

- Look how you like it... Your mouth is full, your ass too, and you want more. Don't you? You're just a mouth and a hole. And tonight, you'd better honor your collar.

I didn't say a word. Just moans and groans of pure pleasure. I was elsewhere. They took turns filling me, sometimes two at the same time. When I spat too much, one of them would fxxce me to swallow. When I couldn't take it anymore, they'd encourage me: "Go on, make the boss happy."

The evening went on for over two hours. By the end, I was lying on my back, shorts torn, body marked with hickeys, scratches, ass sore but satisfied. My Master leaned over me one last time to finish on a high note: he made me swallow his last squirt while holding my head firmly.

Then he whispered to me:

- Rest. That was just the beginning. Next week, we double the guests.