Sensitive body

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Since being raped, my body has become extremely sensitive. Even the slightest touch arouses me, and I often have erotic dreams at night. My reason desperately tries to suppress my desires, but my body screams that I crave men. I'm distressed and increasingly distant from the men around me, fearing I'll lose control of my lustful nature. But fate intervened, and I still ended up on the path of promiscuity.

Every man at work is dissatisfied with my attitude, especially a notorious playboy who either looks at me with disdain or ignores me. He's extremely annoyed by this and set a trap to deceive me, leading to my gang rape by a group of men.

That day, he came up to me with a piece of paper and asked me about the details of the company's employee trip. Unfortunately, it was four days after I was raped. Not only was I sensitive to men, but the swelling in my genitals hadn't subsided, making even walking a painful experience. He was very close, which made me uncomfortable, so I took a few steps back. But he moved closer again. I didn't know if he was trying to take advantage of me, but I was really uncomfortable, so I asked him to move aside so I could organize the items and write them down for him. This small gesture made him think I was insulting his pride as a womanizer.

The next day, I received a card inviting the person in charge of the employee trip to a meeting at a restaurant. At first, everything seemed normal; all my colleagues were there, and the discussion was lively. Then I suddenly fell into a deep sleep and woke up to find myself alone in a dimly lit room.

The room was strange; there was only a large bed in the center, nothing else. The doorknob turned, and he came in:

"You're awake! I didn't expect you to look so good with your hair down." I'm not stupid; I knew what he wanted, so I told him directly:

"I was raped less than two weeks ago. I'm not exactly innocent, so why are you looking for me?" "You were raped? No wonder you've been looking more like a woman lately!"

"You!!!"

He silenced my mouth with his tongue, reached into my shirt to unhook my bra, and pulled down my skirt and panties with the other. I really wanted a man, so I didn't stop him and obediently let him do as he pleased.

He undressed me and told me to lie on the bed before taking off his own clothes. Strangely, I felt very hot and had no sense of shame, so I asked him:

"Did you give me something?"

"Smart! You'll see the effects of the powerful aphrodisiac soon enough."

By then, he was naked too. He jumped onto the bed and buried his head in my chest, sucking on it until not only my nipples were hard, but I was also wet down there. I felt even more wanton and lustful than usual:

"Good brother! Teach me how to kiss."

He was startled and looked up:

"You?"

"Ugh! What kind of attitude is that?" Oh no, I couldn't control my lustful side, and he saw everything.

"No."

I wrapped myself around him like a snake, rubbing my legs together:

"Teach me!"

"You don't even know how to kiss?"

"Yeah." "

Oh my god!? You've never been with a man before!!" "Yeah! That's why I don't know anything!"

"You'll cooperate with me, right!"

Before I could answer, he brought his mouth to mine, swirling it around inside; I was almost suffocating from his kiss before he finally let go. I was panting, and he pulled my legs up:

"Come sit up."

I spread my legs, my juices flowing freely, my vagina unusually wet.

I obeyed his instructions, straightening my back. His not-so-large thing quickly slid into my vagina. His technique brought me to orgasm quickly, but he wasn't satisfied. He wanted me to completely submit to him, to have no self-respect left. So, just before ejaculating, he pulled his penis out. The next second, a foreign object was in my mouth, and the foul-smelling liquid slid down my throat without spilling a drop. Then he got off the bed and, from somewhere, got a dog leash, tied it around my neck, dragged me off the bed, and made me crawl on the floor like a dog. My whole body was limp; I had no strength left. I could only lie paralyzed on the floor.

I heard his disdainful voice:

"I'll let you go if you bark like a bitch."

"Ugh... um?"

I couldn't answer him at all because I had reached my limit. At that moment, only one thought remained in my mind: I want it! I want a man!! I want a man to properly "love" me!!!

He noticed something was wrong with me and quickly clapped his hands. A group of naked men rushed in. The leader, seeing my appearance, angrily asked,

"How many pills did you give her?"

"Just one..."

"What?! Half a pill is enough for an ordinary woman!!"

"...And some female aphrodisiacs I bought myself." "

My God! Don't expect her to talk or cooperate with you!!" "It's okay! The important thing is that you guys have fun."

Another voice chimed in:

"Right! Every day we serve those old, ugly, rich women. This woman is young and pretty, and after taking the drugs, she's no different from a slut. We'll have our fun!!" My God!! Where did he find this group of gigolos?!

Suddenly, a man grabbed my hair and shoved his penis into my mouth, while my vagina wasn't empty either. The last thing I remember hearing was,

"Just do whatever you want to her, make her look like a monster!"

Then I became like a public bus, carrying one passenger after another, until I lost consciousness.

Imagine: a completely naked girl, thrown into a group of men. I no longer knew if I was lying on the floor or on men's penises. One hot iron rod after another rubbed against every inch of my skin. I frantically shoved one penis after another into my mouth, sucking on them like popsicles; my vagina swallowed different cocks again and again, letting them thrust in and out. I felt no pleasure anymore, because the pleasure was relentless, never stopping.

Their lewd moans never stopped. Perhaps it was an occupational hazard, but some of them still spoke softly and were gentle with me. However, some of them, who were psychologically unbalanced, were truly perverted. They pulled my long hair and forced my body into impossible contortions, and even ordered their brothers to spread my legs and lift me up to have sex with them. At that time, all three of my orifices were filled with penises, plus those placed on my chest, held in my hands, and those ejaculating nearby—there were probably nearly twenty men in total! This was my first experience of being gang-raped.

I was mostly out of it after taking the drugs. All I remember are those words: "So good, so good, so painful, so painful, no, no..." After that, I couldn't face that colleague anymore. I avoided him whenever possible. Because I couldn't find another job, I had to tough it out there. Until one day, he actually forced himself on me in his office after work. He also teased me in front of others by putting his hand inside my underwear, and he made me give him oral sex and have sex in the stairwell. I had become his sex slave. I couldn't bear the pressure of being discovered, so I quit my job that very night and ran away from him.

[The End]

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