The madness (4)

The site where I was cited was a kind of warehouse in a building that had seen better times. During the week, I had investigated the address a bit and saw that they were all local artists, painters, musicians, and the like. Some of the premises were rented and others, although occupied, did not say anything about their tenants.

The cage had been a torment all week. After the intense, incredibly intense session I had experienced, my arousal was incredible at all hours. Luckily, I had a simple job, because I spent the day mentally reminiscing about what had happened in that place. I had fulfilled, and surpassed, my greatest fantasies, but I still wanted more. I wanted to know where this path of depravity was taking me, this spiral of humiliations that attracted me so much.

My body had recovered better than expected, but my head was still cloudy, I hadn't hesitated for a moment and there I was, in front of that place where I had no idea what to expect but knew two things: it was going to be tremendously humiliating and I was eager to experience it.

I called and was answered by a kid who must have turned 18 the previous week. He looked at me with a face of almost pity and let me into one of the premises, one of those without a sign on the door. But before entering, he told me to put on a blindfold so I wouldn't see anything.

As I entered, I heard noises, chairs moving, there were several people, for sure.

"Welcome, bitch, I'm glad to see you. Get naked, completely"

I obeyed instantly.

"I like how obedient you are, bitch, but today we're going to take it to the limit. I've gathered some friends here, each one more brutal, beastly, and depraved. We have a challenge among us: to see who is the biggest bastard. But for that, we need bitches like you to have fun. So we're going to give you the opportunity to be the object of our depravities, of our most extreme tastes, of how bastardly we can be. Consider it an honor, bitch.

We propose a step further in your downfall, bitch, but for that, you have to accept the new rules, which are simple:

First: your body is ours. Except for permanent marks on the face and things that take you to the hospital, we can do whatever we want with you.

Second: Tomorrow you can go back home. But from then on, you will be available whenever we want, to those of us who are here today. And the chastity cage will be permanent.

If you don't agree, turn around now. Although we know you're the most bitchy of bitches and you're going to accept, so you have 5 seconds to say out loud that you accept the conditions I've told you."

I didn't even take a second to accept his conditions. I didn't stop to think about it, but I'm sure they were recording it.

My fate was sealed, I had just put myself in the hands of some guys, most of whom I hadn't even seen their faces, to do with me as they pleased.

My cock filling the ...