Slave for a day (II)

As I opened the door, I could notice a certain disappointment in the eyes of the three men, who, by the way, were all several centimeters taller than me. At that moment, I thought their disappointment was due to my physical appearance, that somehow I was not what they expected. And I won't deny that, for a moment, I felt relieved. I thought that if that was the case, they would turn around and leave. But I was wrong. Their disappointment was due to the fact that "the deal" was that I had to receive them naked and with the collar on. Without any introduction, the man I had spoken to on Grindr grabbed my package with force and ordered me to "get dressed" as agreed. I let them pass into the living room and quickly went to my bedroom, where I had the collar, to undress and put it on. Despite the fact that anxiety was eating away at me, I obeyed the order, since at this point, I didn't want to contradict them. When I returned to the room, naked and with the collar on, I found that the three men were sitting on my couch, looking at me in silence, dressed but with their cocks exposed. A great feeling of humiliation took over me. The man I had spoken to, whom I will refer to as Master One from now on, since they never even made an effort to tell me their names, ordered me to kneel in front of him. Feeling already obliged not to back down, seeing that the situation had reached this point, I agreed. At least, I thought, they had the gesture of placing three cushions I had on the couch on the floor, one in front of each of them. As I knelt, Master One, who was at the left end of the couch, grabbed my collar and spat at me:

"Well, you know what you have to do, slave. We'll start slowly. Put my cock in your mouth and, only when I tell you to, move to the left. When he" (whom I will refer to as Master Two from now on) "tells you to stop, do the same with him" - he said, pointing to the one I will call Master Three.

Without a word, I nodded, and with my nerves on edge, I did what he told me: I put his cock, already erect and enormous, in my mouth. I greatly appreciated the smell of freshly showered and the fact that, although his member was not completely shaved, he kept his hair short and tidy.

I don't know how long I was sucking his cock, licking his testicles, and keeping my mouth wide open when he considered that he should fuck it. All I know is that, suddenly, all my fears and doubts disappeared. At that moment, I was unable to think: I could only suck that enormous cock and concentrate on not regurgitating in front of their thrusts. My mind was completely turned off. My body was nothing more than a bundle of instincts. I thought I had entered that kind of trance that BDSM experts call subspace. While I was immersed in my humiliating task, the other two men were touching their respective members, looking at me and biting their lower lip, patiently waiting for their turn. After what seemed like hours, Master One ordered me to stop...