- Bent over - Fidel said again pointing to the carpet. I obeyed, resting my head on the cushion, bringing my legs together and lifting my ass.

Once my hands were placed behind my back, they put the handcuffs on me again. My buttock exploded upon receiving the first impact. After a couple more on each of them, I understood they were using a rubber paddle. I silenced my moans with the cushion. Their only words were to make me lift my ass higher and continue with the punishment. It was clear to me that they had decided to use me at their whim, knowing that my surrender was almost total.

They let my buttocks rest and positioned themselves behind me. I felt fingers running over my anus and a cold liquid. When my anus must have been well lubricated, something hard, which was not their dicks, began to enter my anus that was opening it until it made me let out a small cry of pain. They stopped penetrating me but without removing it, I felt more liquid slipping between my buttocks and they continued inserting that object little by little until my ass finally received it completely. They left me in that position, but not before punishing my buttocks a couple of times, until after a few minutes they made me stand up after removing the handcuffs.

They gave me a package that contained a black maid's apron, and Emilio ordered me to bring drinks and food from the kitchen that I had left half prepared. With the movement, I got used to the large-sized plug that they said had placed in me. I dressed in the apron and with matching black panties with a rear opening and stockings, which caused me a new excitement. I began to serve food and drinks to my mature men who were sitting on the sofa talking and watching a movie, but without stopping to use me when they wished. Fidel made me sit on his lap and after a long make-out session.

- Do you like being treated like this - while groping my ass

- Yes, I do like it.

- And you'll like it even more, you'll see - Emilio said while caressing my chest.

I cleared the table when they finished eating and they made me kneel down so they were still sitting and I had my back to the TV. Without needing any order, my hands began to massage their bulges slowly but intensely, provoking a rapid and desired reaction. They made me lick their briefs and after a few minutes, Emilio stood up and turned off the TV. I continued soaking Fidel's briefs and upon Emilio's return, they made me stand up to lead me to a room that had a large bed. Fidel positioned himself behind me and Emilio in front of me. They handcuffed me again with my arms behind my back, leaving me only in stockings and panties.

- You're no longer the repressed little slut from this afternoon - Fidel whispered as I felt his hands climbing up my stockings to the panties.

- Oh, I don't know... - I tried to respond.

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