Doggy in: 24 Hours of Service

It's 6 in the morning when your mobile phone rings. It's Rafa, your regular dealer.

"Listen up, puppy. I have a special job for you today. One of my clients wants to organize something big and needs a hole that can withstand 24 hours straight without complaining. I've told him about you."

You sit up in bed, already with your cunt wet just thinking about it.

"What... what would I have to do?"

"Simple. You arrive at the apartment at 8, do a good line to start the day, and stay there until 8 the next morning. The guys come and go as they can - some before work, others during their break, many in the afternoon-night. Your job is to always be available, always horny, always grateful."

Your cock is already dripping.

"The pay is 10 grams of good crystal and all the loads you can swallow and take. Are you interested?"

"Yes, Master. Please."

At 8 sharp, you're ringing the bell of a fourth-floor apartment in a working-class neighborhood. A mature man in his 50s, with a belly, in a tank top, opens the door.

"You must be the puppy. I'm Miguel, the one organizing this. Come in."

The apartment smells of tobacco and used lubricant. In the living room, there's a mattress on the floor covered with a black sheet, a table with already prepared lines and condoms (which you know you won't be using).

"The rules are simple: you don't say no to anything, you don't ask names, you don't ask for breaks. Every two hours, I'll give you another line to keep you awake and horny. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Let's start. Do that line and get on all fours."

The first line hits your brain like a hammer. Your cunt dilates automatically, your mouth fills with saliva. Miguel is already taking off his pants.

"The first client of the day is me, puppy. And I've been a top for three years."

He fucks you for half an hour, filling you with his poisoned cum while you moan asking for more. When he finishes, he forces you to lick his clean balls.

"Perfect. The next one arrives in 10 minutes. Get in position."

And so your marathon begins. One after another, they arrive:

- The plumber who comes before work and rips your ass in 15 minutes

- Two Pakistani bricklayers who use you together and spit in your face

- A suit-wearing executive who comes during his lunch break and fucks you in the ass while talking on the phone

- A gang of 20-year-old kids who treat you like their personal whore

By 6 in the evening, you've had 23 loads inside and on top of you. You're completely high, your ass destroyed, your throat irritated. But you keep asking for more.

"Please... more... I need more cocks..."

Miguel laughs while preparing another line.

"Calm down, puppy. There are still 14 hours to go. The best is yet to come."

Miguel approaches you with the line and a sadist...