Amra the Lion - Part 2 - The Pack

Whore, ta

m. and f. derog. prostitute (Person who maintains sexual relationships in exchange for money)

m. derog. sodomite (One who practices sodomy).

Examples of phrases:

"It's about time the whore arrived!"

"Stay with the piece of ass the whore has!"

"I'll take the first turn with that whore's ass!"

Such were the inconsiderate phrases that received me in a cacophony of shouts, demonstrating how much they had been waiting for me. If I needed another proof of this, the dozen or so men who received me at the motel, all of them naked, shamelessly exhibited their cocks, mostly larger than average, and all in various states of erection or semi-erection. Hairy cocks, which seemed to be dirty without being so. White and black cocks, the black ones erect like ebony spears, the white ones with a purple head. Thicker cocks than long, hot and sweaty over the scrotum. The Foreman had taken me out of the trunk in the motel garage, grabbed me by the arm, and led me to the room door, a spacious room but now seemed smaller because it was crowded with men. Their shouts and gestures scared me, and I threw my handcuffed arms in front of me, as a vain defense. My small penis, trapped in its pink plastic cage, contracted with fear. They pushed me to the bed, where I fell face down, surrounded by hot and vociferous men.

I was fine, I told myself. In my slave pride, I had offered to Amra the Lion, Master of my soul, to be his whore. How easy it is for a slave, how exciting to confess to being the whore of a macho who is going to fuck me alive. And I didn't count on this, on my Master taking my word literally. I had asked what business the Master and the Foreman had together, and now I finally knew. The business was me. The Master had prostituted me.

Everything was ready for the fuck. In a dark blue crystal bowl, there were a large number of condoms, next to it two bottles of lubricant. All these strangers intimidated me. Perhaps for a moment my determination to always obey Amra failed, since all this was clearly his will. The Foreman stepped aside in the room, clearly offering me to all the men. But it was already irrelevant. Even if I said no, the pack of hot men would have taken me by force, naked and handcuffed I was impossible to resist. So, I better submit to Amra and these men, resigning myself to my fate. Lying on my stomach on the bed, my feet on the floor, I began to spread my legs, opening my ass in an attempt to make a seductive gesture...

"Look at this whore. His anus is destroyed. And how he opens his legs. You can see he's hot."

The one who said this was a white guy, somewhat fat and hairy, but with a cock that could hurt. He approached me first, the others followed him. The heat of their bodies radiated everywhere...

"This one has his ass well broken in. Imagine all the things he's swallowed", added a thin black guy, who was jerking off his big co...