Thread: The Universe Decided I Needed to be Raped

RE The Day the Universe Decided I Needed to be Raped I woke up the next morning feeling miserable. I slept the whole night, but I know I had orgasms in my sleep, making for a night that was not particularly restful. I got out of bed, still nude. The corks were still inside me, but no longer moving. I was relieved to find I was allowed to touch the intimate parts of my body again, but the corks were lodged tight inside me, and no amount of tugging, clawing, and pulling was moving them. I tried putting a bra on, but it instantly vanished off my body. Still not allowed to wear clothes... I walked into my shower, hoping I would feel better after getting cleaned up. When I turned the knob, instead of the refreshing hot water I craved, a hose shot out of the tiled wall and attached to the cork in my pussy. I could feel it sucking all the semen out of me. I breathed out a sigh of relief. The hose even moved on to suck out the semen in my other hole too! And even better, once I was empty, the corks fell from my body, no longer needed to lock the filth inside. This momentary relief was instantly interrupted when the showerhead began to spray me. After just a moment, I realized it wasn't water that was spraying out onto my body, but the cum it had just sucked out of me. I pulled on my shower door, but it would not budge. There was no escaping the flood of sperm now washing over my body. It covered me, from head to toe, soaking me in the disguting cum that smelled like pussy from being inside me all night. The drain must have been pumping it back up to the showerhead because my forced sperm shower lasted half an hour and the supply never faltered. When the spray finally stopped, I found my shower door able to open again, so I stepped lightly out, feeling dirtier than before. As I stepped out, I was met face to face with a naked woman. She was standing with her hands on her hips, her pussy as hairless as mine and she was sporting D-cup breasts. Come on, already, there's 15 girls out here waiting to fuck you! N-no! You can't! I can't take any more sex! Don't be silly, that what you're for! With that simple statement, a collar appeared around my neck and she was holding the leash. The girl who had practically materialized in my home pulled me out of my bathroom into my bedroom, and sure enough, there were over a dozen naked girls waiting for me, each as sexually starved as I was sexually overburdened. They descended on me, dragging me to the bed and holding me down as the first girl to fuck me got into position. With a double dildo placed between us, she began to scissor me, making sure to dig into my crotch as hard as possible. I could feel her pussy lips rubbing against mine and I hated the sensation. The clit cap on my body continued to keep me in a state of heightened arousal, so I cam again and again, barely 10 seconds between orgasms. Before I could resist, another girl sat on my face, pressing her pussy against my mouth. I could feel myself lose control of my tongue, which pushed through my lips and began to lap at the inside of her pussy. She came nearly as often as I did, filling my mouth with pussy juice which I was forced to swallow. The rest of the girls tended to every inch of my body, licking the cum off my soft skin, groping and massaging my tender parts, rubbing their own pussies against any part they could get good friction. They were all drenching me in their cum. None of them paid any other girl any attention. They were not having an orgy on top of me they were all independently fucking me and me alone.