Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Adults Only Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 (sofieta.teta@gmail.com)
Title: Little Bastards 23
STORYCODES: Cons, Submission, exposure, maledom, boydom, oral,
exhibition
Summary: Sandra, a typical 16 years old girl, is still accepting
challenges from the boys and the man who had previously blackmailed her.

   Little Bastards

   Chapter XXIII

   August 23th

   Next morning I woke up earlier, I was feeling better, so I slipped into
my running clothes and went for a long run.

   I shivered when I saw a boy on a bike, Matt, I thought to myself, he
waved his hands, my first thought was to ignore him, but then I realized
that he was not guilty.  It was his brother who had rented my mouth to his
friends, and it had been his brother the one who almost raped me.

   I ran slower, he stopped his bike, and I did the same

   "Hello, Sandra!  I see you love running" He said smiling

   "Hi Matt, yes.  I love it, makes me feel free."

   He was looking at me, I internally checked myself.  Pants?  Yes, Shirt?
Yes, undies?  Yes, shoes?  yes.

   "So, I'm late today?  or you're earlier?" I asked I knew he did his
delivery later in the morning, about time the boys started to arrive.

   "No, you're not late, it's me...  I have some other jobs later, so today
I had to start early in the morning".

   I smiled, poor boy, so young and working so hard.

   "You work hard, you should be proud of you," I said.

   "T.Thank you...  " He said.  "You look different, the last day at your
home, you were....  weird".He continued.

   Y.  yes...  sorry for that, I'm sometimes...  "

   "Okay Sandra, I didn't mind.  Taking care of you was nice.  You're
beautiful."

   "T.  thank you.." I blushed dark red

   "If you ever need help let me know.  I could make you a special price,
and I'm sure I could handle that alone."

   "Y.  Yes, thank you Matt" I smiled, I was feeling shy and embarrassed
again.

   "You should be going Matt, if you have more work to do, I'm going
myself, I still need to have breakfast," I said.

   "Take care Sandra," He said, leaving.

   I ran some more minutes and then went back home.

   I remembered how Mat and Jay had taken care of me.  Unfortunately,
things went awfully after that, but until then...

   I don't know why, but I realized that my Dad had washed me only a few
days ago, that felt so good, I had the image a bit blurry, but I could
remember his hands washing me.  I would like to repeat that anytime.

   I stripped down and went to the shower.  Then took the pic while I was
still wet.

   "Good morning boys!  your toy loves you."

   After that, I got dressed and had breakfast while I was waiting for the
boys.

   The boys started to arrive with their sleeping bags, that would be a
looong day.

   Once all the boys were at home, they called me for inspection.  Each one
asked me one or more questions, I had to answer each one of them, during
the questions they touched, smacked pulled and squeezed any part they
wanted.  I also started to thank them for their attentions.

   Once they were all satisfied, and I was aroused it was the time of the
morning services.  But to my surprise, no one had requested my services
that morning, so, after waiting 10 minutes in the bathroom, I left it,
ready to make their breakfast.

   I had had mine before they arrived, but that didn't stop them from
feeding me while I was on their laps, or next to them, sitting like a
puppy, it was clear that I would spend most of the day naked at home.

   I didn't care too much, I was used to be naked, and they were used to
see me like that.  Until that point, everything was as usual, but then
after breakfast, the boys called me to my room.

   "Sandra, lie down on your back," Said Ronney, when I made it to my room.

   "Yes, Sir," I said curious about everything.

   He told me to adjust my position until my legs were out of the bed, and
I could feel my bare pussy on the edge, then he ordered me to spread my
legs as much as I could

   It was evident to me that I was fully exposed.

   "How are you feeling?"

   "Exposed, Sir," I said.  And he laughed, some of the boys did the same.

   "Yeah, you're exposed, but, are you wet?"

   I knew that they could check it anytime, so I told the truth.

   "A little, Sir," I said blushing.

   "How long since you cumed last time?  I had to thought about it... 
Thursday, yes, the day I had more orgasms that I could count.

   "Since Thursday Night, Sir, at the club."

   "Ok, Trent, please set the counter to 10 minutes," He said, then he
looked at me, his hand moved to my inner tights.

   "That's your challenge.  You can't cum until the countdown goes to 0.

   If you don't wait, we will punish you by not letting you to cum again
for a whole week.  But if you can control yourself, not only you won't be
spanked, but we will give you some more chances to cum today.  "

   "Do you understand?" He asked

   "Yes, Sir," I answered, and I was feeling more and wetter just thinking
about the damn challenge.

   "One more thing, we will play dirty," He said with a wicked smile.

   I could feel him between my legs.  He had kneeled there.  I noticed the
boys around me, Alex and Wesley were over the bed, sitting next to me.

   Trent started to count down.

   -3,2,1...  Go!

   I was expecting his hands to start working, I was pretty sure I couldn't
stand for the full 10 minutes, I had experienced Ronney's hands, and I knew
he was skilled.  But when I felt his lips on my tights, I jumped.  Ok, now
I knew what he meant by playing Dirty.

   I was feeling those lips kissing my tights gently when I noticed Wesley
leaning over me, he put his lips over mines, and started to kiss me softly,
I moaned, and my nipples got hard as a rock.  Ok..  I've lost.  I thought.

   I was there, naked and exposed to those boy's lust, Ronney's was moving
nearer to my pussy with my lips, I could felt my wetness, Wesley was
kissing me, and then, I felt someone's lips on my nipples.

   I closed my eyes and tried to imagine something not so arousing, but
nothing I tried seemed to work, I was unable to keep my mind in place, it
was wandering around from one scene to another, each one more exciting than
the previous one.

   I felt a wave of pleasure when Ronney, I though it was still him,
finally reached my pussy, his lips and his breath on my pussy made me
squirm.

   Come on, Sandra, hold on, you're better than this, just breath and try
to relax, no need to rush into it.

   Easier said than done, maybe I managed to slow things a little, but all
those mouths over me, that tongue, yes...  Ronney was now letting my to
feel his tongue on my tights, rubbing my pussy softly, almost casually.

   I wanted to hold my breath, but Wesley was still kissing me, I was sure
that he was also playing my other breast with his hand, while another boy,
probably Alex was suckling the other one.

   I was already moaning, probably too loud, since I heard Brad asking what
were they doing.

   "Shhh, I heard Trent hushing him.  It's a game Brad, don't worry we're
not hurting her"

   I focused on Brad, a little boy watching her babysitter in that
situation, that could traumatize him, but then, I remembered how he had
fooled me to touch him during the first days...  It didn't work.

   I found myself pushing my pussy against Ronney's mouth.  He was playing
some naughty tricks on me.  I could feel his tongue over my slit, then his
lips on my clit, both hands were massaging my tights.

   I had felt so proud of making the boys cum in less than three minutes,
come on, don't tell me they're able to make you cum in a shorter time.

   One minute, I heard Trent, damn, only one minute?  I was already
struggling against my body, I was shivering, and probably, if I was not
challenged I could have cumed before that minute, I couldn't believe how
horny I was feeling.

   I squirmed and gasped, Ronney had shown his teeth to my clit, and a
shock had run through my body, I hadn't noticed Wesley leaving my mouth,
Alex was the one kissing me, while Wesley was toying my nipple with his
lips.

   I found a new sense to the word torture.

   Ronney, bad boy!!!  Where did you learn those things...  he was flicking
his tongue.  I was sure he had his fingers on my lips, keeping my pussy
open, while his tongue was moving fast, stimulating each area of my pussy.

   Come one, Trent...  Faster!!!  Five minutes at least, help me....

   Two minutes he said.  I gasped, what was that I felt the air on my
pussy, he was blowing there?  I blushed, but he stopped soon, and he
started again, his lips on my clit, pulling and sucking it slowly.  Three
mouths at once, two minutes, that was all I needed.

   I tried to push Alex away from my mouth.  I couldn't.  I started to
breath hard and deep, I clenched my knees until I had Ronney hold against
them.

   I pushed my pussy towards him, and I moaned out load, even with Alex
kissing me I moaned, I had my arm around him, holding him in place, and I
cumed, I cumed feeling an explosion inside me.

   I had failed the challenge, a mix of feelings went throughout my mind, I
thought they would stop, but they didn't, at minute five I had a second
one, at minute 9 I had the third.

   When Trent said "Time's over," I was exhausted, I felt my body covered
in my sweat and boy's saliva, I had Ronney between my legs, and I had to
force myself to release him from there.  They all were looking at me,
Grinning and smiling wide.

   Slowly the boys were left me alone in the bed.  Brad jumped over me.  He
put his little head on my chest, I held him and brushed his hair.  I forced
myself to speak.

   Is ok Brad, I'm ok, they didn't hurt me.  I noticed the poor boy was
scared.  He was breathing short and fast.  I had to spend some time with
him until he was feeling better.

   When I finally stood up, I was feeling exultant.  I looked to each one
of them.

   "Ok boys, how do you want to spank me?" I said, and I found myself
grinning wide, a spanking didn't sound that bad, not after those orgasms,
and yes, I would stay one week without more, but hey...maybe they changed
their minds.

   Ronney put his arms around me, and then, kissed me long, I could feel
his wet face over mine, my taste in his mouth, I kissed him deeply.

   "You're awesome Ronney," I said sincerely, he grinned and pulled me to
him.

   "Not as much as you" Well, that was a good way to start a new day.

   Yes, they spanked me, but they did it playfully, at the end I had my
butt sore, but I knew I would forget about it after a few hours.

   "Ready to go?" They said.

   "I need a shower."

   "Nope..  shower denied, you smell great right now, let's keep that scent
on you all day."

   I blushed, yes.  I could feel the scent, it was about sex, about sweat,
I could feel all my body sticky and dirty.  I looked at them, I wanted to
complain, but they didn't give me a chance.

   I went to the bathroom, some of them followed me.  I sat on the toilet.

   Ok boys, I won't clean myself, you don't have to control me.

   "Just don't wipe too much," Said David, who was staring at me while I
tried to pee.

   That was worst than the crunchy panties, at least with those I knew I
was clean, now I wasn't so sure about it.

   "Where are we going?" I asked, already afraid of the answer.

   To the city center, we want an ice cream, and maybe a few things more.

   They made me put one of my summer dresses, I could tell that at least
they allowed me to wear panties, but since David insisted that I had to
wear the thong he had chosen for me at the mall, I was not sure about my
feelings.  I would go braless.

   Have you ever had the feeling of being observed, judged and criticized,
well, that was how I was feeling at the bus.  I slapped one of the boy's
hands while he poked my pussy.

   I whispered a sorry.  I knew I could regret it at some point, feeling
dirty was of the worst feelings to me.

   He poked me there a few more times, probably to taught me that he was
free to poke there if he wanted, I allowed him without fighting, so, lesson
learned.

   At some point the boys realized how bad I was feeling because they
hugged me a few times, I felt a bit better, but I was still deeply
embarrassed.

   "Sandra, you don't stink, I can barely feel any odor, and I'm hugging
you right now, so you don't have to worry.  " Said Wesley, I appreciated
his words, but I was still not feeling at 100%.

   "We will meet some of our friends today, for them, you will be only our
babysitter, but keep your phone at hand.  We will be sending you some
orders." He said.

   "Yes, Sir" I answered, then I realized, "Wait, what?" But before I could
complain, we had stopped.  Four boys, probably between 12 and 14 were
greeting their friends.

   They introduce me as Sandra, their babysitter.  And I was already
blushing.

   We went to a shop.  It was a comic shop I guess.  I kept my phone on my
hand.  The boys started to watch around the store, and I followed them
without knowing what to do.

   My phone sounded, I read a message.

   "Look where I'm, once I'm gone come and pick the one I'm leaving on the
shelf, then, go to the owner and ask about it, you have to spend at least 5
minutes talking with him.  You have to buy it." It was a message from
Daniel.  I watched him see where he was.

   He moved away, and I walked until the spot he had been.  There on the
shelf, I found a book, it was a Japanese one but in English.  I took it. 
Ok, that's weird.  I thought.

   In the cover I found the image of a girl and a boy, the girl was wearing
a big dog collar, and the boy, who seemed younger was holding the leash.  I
looked around, that can't be true...  I blushed, and my nipples got hard.
Really?  There is a history about this?

   I stood there, thinking about how to bring the subject.  Finally, I
chose to improvise.  I walked to the shop's owner, or at least to the one I
thought was the owner.  He was the only one who seemed to work there.

   "Hello."

   He was reading a book, and I felt him opening his eyes wide when he saw
me.

   "Hello, how I can help you?" I was still blushing, scared about anyone
noticing my scent, I had the book pushed on my breasts.

   "Yes, I was wondering, do you know what this book is about?  I found it
interesting." I said, slowly leaving the book on the counter.

   He took it and checked it.

   "Nana to Kaoru," He said, "It's a good one if you're interested into
S&M." He finally said.

   I blushed, even more, I noticed I was fidgeting nervously.

   "Y.Yeah, the cover is interesting, I was wondering, did you had read
it?"

   Yes..  I've read or at least started everything here...  well, this is a
soft S&M history between a boy and a girl, it's pretty sweet and light.

   "Do you think I would like it?" I asked.  Again I felt his eyes on me,
on my...  neck?  Damn, my collar!.

   "Yes..  probably you'll like it, but I don't know you, so I can't be
sure" He looked around the shop.  "Are you with those boys?"

   "With some of them, yes...  I'm their babysitter."

   "I see..  well, you won't probably want them to read this one..  they
could get some ideas," He said, and I blushed again...  More ideas?  I
thought.

   I giggled

   He opened the book looking for something and gave it back to me.

   "Yes...  I see why you mean.  I said blushing"

   This is the first one, so if you like, there's plenty more.

   "Yes...  Thank you.  Don't you think it's a bit unreal?" I asked, mostly
trying to keep him talking.  5 minutes can be a long time when you're
forcing yourself to talk.

   He shrugged

   "I don't know, but she seems to enjoy it," He said.

   "Yes..  sure, she looks like that."

   "You seem to know more than I do about this, so you should get it and
judge yourself, I would love to hear your opinion about it."

   "N.  No no...  I don't know..." I blushed.  "Yes, I should get it
probably, how much is it?" I hope the 5 minutes are done because I can't
stand this anymore.

   I delayed the payment as much as I could, I introduced myself to him,
and finally, I left him, I was holding a bag with the book inside.

   I thought I had finished when I heard my phone.  I looked at it.

   "Lower shelf, you have to look for "Bill and Ted go to hell." Important,
you can't bend your knees.

   Damn boys, I realized how much time David would spend in that shop, that
was, of course, if the book was there.  I looked around and tried to find
the best way to bend over so I wouldn't be offering a view to anyone.

   I turned myself, breathed deep and slowly bent down on my waist, I was
pretty sure that I was showing something, but I focused on looking the damn
book.

   Two boys placed themselves strategically on my back.  I turned myself
trying to find another spot.  I had only checked a half of the lower shelf.
I thought about starting to check from the end, but, probably would he
helpless.

   Those books were no alphabetically sorted, so I had to check one by one,
turning around trying to avoid anyone looking at my butt.  I finally found
it.

   Great!  I thought to myself, but...  now what...?

   I took my phone.

   "Found it, now what?"

   "Leave it.  It's not that good, try looking for "Unholy :-)" The
smiley...  yeah, I could imagine him laughing.  I shrugged, left that book
in its place and started with the next search.

   By the time I found it I had stopped caring to much about the staring
boys.

   "Yes...  found it, definitely better.  :-P What's next?"

   "Now I should spank you for being too smart..." I felt a smack on my
butt.

   "Got it, thank you Sir, and Sorry."

   "I love you."

   I blushed.

   Some of the boys got some comics, or whatever they called them, they all
left the shop and walked for some ice creams.

   We all sat down on a table.  I asked for a vanilla ice cream.  I heard
my phone again.

   I know who was before reading it, I'd seen Wesley writing on his phone.

   "You can cum fast with us.  You have five minutes from the moment you
step into the bathroom to cum have to give us proof.

   If you do it in time, we will forget about this morning challenge.  If
you don't, your next challenge will be worst.  Don't wash, hands, face,
nothing."

   I looked around, proof, what proof, a video?  A photo?.  I was blushing
again, one of my boy's friends asked me something, I don't know what I told
him.

   "Sorry, one minute," I said.

   I stood up and went to the bathroom as fast as I could.

   I think I had my panties down to my knees before reaching the close. 
Ok, think, think...

   I locked the closet and pulled my dress down.  I had all my dress on my
waist.  I sat down, closed my eyes and focused.

   I would consider an impossible mission reaching an orgasm in only 5
minutes, but...  after this morning, I wasn't sure at all.

   I started to play my mind, this morning, the club, the night Mr.  Barnes
took me out to an unknown place.  That was working.  It was easier to find
exciting memories than avoiding them.

   I thought about someone coming in, getting caught there, helpless, with
my hands playing over my body.  It worked.  I was wet.  I started to move
my hands faster, remember Ronney, his tongue.  You were tied, no, that was
another time, never mind.

   Why the hell I was never aware of the time.  I blamed myself.  Ok, just
try to do it, maybe is the last one you have in one week, so forget about
the tension.

   Think that you're in a public bathroom, yes, someone could peek you,
someone could hear you...  it's working...

   I found the point and the pace, I was getting wetter on wetter, focusing
on the risk.

   I would like to check the time, but that would make me miss the pace, I
was playing with my right nipple, while my other hand was moving fast over
my pussy.

   I kept my mind into the risk I was taking.  Finally, I reached an
orgasm, not the best one, but, one at least.  Then I stopped.  Now, what?

   I took a pic or my pussy and looked at it, yes, sure It looked wet and
messy, but, would that be enough?

   Well, why not, I hate this thong.  I took it off and wiped between my
legs with it.  I pushed it a little inside me.  Then once it was wet, I
stood up and fixed my dress.

   I was feeling dirty, at least I wanted to refresh my face, but I didn't.
Instead, I walked back to the table with the thong on my hand.

   I walked next to Wesley and put my panties on his lap, then, I sat down
as if nothing had happened.  I could feel he was shocked, he took my thong
and felt it, then, he checked the time.  I hadn't checked it myself, and I
wasn't planning to do it.  I did the best I could, and that was enough for
me.

   He smiled and kept his panties in his pocket.

   "So, Sandra" Started David, "I saw you got something from the comic
store, I didn't know you liked comics, what did you get?"

   I blushed, and picked the bag, silently opened it and took the comic out
of it.

   "This one," I said, feeling my cheeks burning.  I handed it to David, he
took his time, allowing anyone to watch the cover, then he opened it.

   "Looks like a naughty one," He said, and I could not do more than a
light shrug.

   "The boy there told me that it was about love," I think he mentioned
that word at least once, so, I was not lying.

   Ad the comic moved from hand to hand, I could feel some of the boys
watching my collar curious,

   "Sandra, we were talking about if you would mind our friends coming
home. I'm sure their dad would not have any trouble if you called them."

   I'm sure my face seemed suspicious, I wasn't sure about bringing more
boys at home.  Finally, I shrugged, well they were my owners, I would do as
told.

   "Ok, we should be going if you want to have lunch in time."

   I called those boys parent's, introduced myself, and no one seemed to
have problems with the kids staying at home with me.  I gave them my
address so they could pick them later.

   I wondered what they were planning, they would usually love to spend a
whole day with me, but with those boys, they would need to control things.

   The trip back home was typical, a few smacks on my but, pantyless in the
bus, well, nothing I hadn't felt before.  I realized how much I had evolved
from the first days.

   Once at home I had to make the lunch, I managed to get permission to at
least wash my hands, the rest of me was dirty, and I was feeling
uncomfortable, I knew I should bring the subject to the boys when I had
time.

   We were a bit late in our schedule, but, making lunch for some more boys
wasn't a real trouble.  I asked the kids to set-up the table, and they did
it.

   I heard my phone and went to see.

   Now you must have a shower.  You can change in the bathroom, come to
your room to pick your clothes before you go, only panties and shirt. 
Don't close the door, if anyone knocks let him pass and do their needs. 
You will stay wearing those until we have lunch.

   I checked the cooking, ok, I had 15 safe minutes, enough for a quick
shower.

   I went to my room, of course, all the boys were there.

   "I need a shower, do you mind to check the kitchen, please?  I won't be
long" I said while walking to my closet, I choose my longer shirt, and
basic cotton panties, then went to the bathroom.

   After removing all my clothes, I stepped into the shower, wow!  That was
the best feeling, having a shower after feeling dirty all morning.

   "Sandra, It's me" I heard Trent saying, he was in the bathroom.

   Without a word he partially opened the curtain.

   Keep it like this.  Once you finish, you can adjust the door to get
dressed." He said and left the bathroom leaving the door wide open.

   At least, from the door, I was covered by the curtain I thought.

   During the shower I heard voices, I turned around.  Ok...  yes, from the
door I was covered, but Trent had opened the curtain so I could be seen
through the bathroom mirror.

   I avoided to look there and tried to shower same way I would do it
usually while blamed myself for being around about the situation.  Being
peeked.

   Some of the voices were my boy's ones.  They had probably convinced the
new ones to check me in the shower.

   I was aroused, so I started to give them a good show, I made sure they
could watch all of me, I massaged my breasts keeping my eyes closed, I
turned around once and again, offering back and frontal views.

   When I finished rinsing the soap of my body the voices stopped.

   I stepped out to adjust the door, then I dried my skin, my hair was only
wet, so I did some brushing before putting my panties and...  shirt?.

   Ok, that was not the shirt I had picked, it was shorter and bigger, I
tried a few movements, ok, you better don't bend over Sandra, or you will
show your breasts.  Sure they boys had changed it while I was taking my
shower.

   I looked myself, I was aroused again, my Dad was right, I was an
exhibitionist, he knew, and probably the boys knew about it also.

   Are they doing this for me?  What pleasure can they have from showing me
around?  No, they're doing all those things for me.  I couldn't do anything
but smile.

   "Ok, let's start the show," I said to myself.

   I walked out and stepped into my room.

   "Boys, lunch's almost ready," I said to the boys there.  I felt some of
them watching me, showing part of my tummy and my whole panties to them. 
Then I went back to the kitchen.

   I needed 5 more minutes, and everything was ready.

   The boys started to come, and they all had a seat.  Instead of sitting,
I served each one of the boys, standing next to him, and filling all the
dishes.

   I bent over the table a few times, so, when I was serving one of the
boys, the one in front of him could have a beautiful view.

   Carl smacked my butt, instead of worrying I just turned to him and said
a "Thank you," maybe that was too much, I don't know, but I had to do it.

   The boys were working hard to make me thrill, and I was not planning to
deceive them with a soft play.

   They talked during lunch, I did it also but mostly heard them talking,
It was fun listening to the boys, they had a great imagination.

   I got a message.

   "Are you wet?" It was Wesley, I checked myself, I was aroused, but wet?
Well...  maybe only a little.

   "Yes, Sir"

   "I'm sure you're tired, so, why not having a nap after lunch?

   We will take care of the dishes, so, you can go to your room, take off
all your clothes and rest for a while on your bed.

   If you can't sleep, at least try to look like you're sleeping.  Maybe
someone goes to watch you."

   Ok, that was too much, reading that made me wet enough, I felt my face
blushing, I would be there, on my bed, naked, and I could feel some boys
watching me.

   "Thank you, Sir, I need some rest."

   We had finished lunch when I talked.

   "Boys, I'm tired, do you mind if I have a little nap in my room?  let me
know if anything happens ok?"

   "Sure Sandra, don't worry" Said Wesley.

   I was already thinking about the right position I would sleep.

   Maybe curled at first, and when they're watching me turn around showing
all of myself, or...  maybe would be better to keep the bed sheets covering
my bottoms...

   I was getting more and wetter at each thought.

   I walked to my room and took off the little clothes I was wearing.  I
lied on my bed.  I wanted to look natural, but...  do you know how do you
sleep?  Nope..  neither do I.

   I finally guessed that would be easier for the boys to feel ok if I was
not facing the door, so I lied back to the door, curling myself a bit, I
would be giving a clear view of my butt, then I could always turn around at
some point.

   I waited, hearing the chat in the kitchen, I couldn't hear enough to
know what they were talking about, but I could hear them talking happily.

   They suddenly got silent.  I knew that soon they would be there.

   Next, I heard steps and some hush.

   I could hear their breathings, and they were at the door, how many of
them?  I didn't know, but some of them.

   I spent some more minutes, or at least I thought so, it's difficult to
control the time when you're aroused and without a way to open your eyes.

   Ok, this is time, I lied on my back, half spread, now, they had a full
frontal view, well from my side, but I was exposing everything I had. 
Damn..  I'm getting wetter.

   Someone gasps and hush, some whispering, I recognized some voices, the
new boys were there, that was sure.

   Suddenly something runs in my mind, it's against the rules, but sounds
too fun to avoid it.

   I move my hand between my legs and start rubbing gently there.  I
whisper some mumbling sounds, without many sense, I'm playing a dream now.

   "Yes, Sir..  my body is yours," I said, with a still mumbling but a bit
clearer voice.  They had seen the comic David had told me to get it, so,
why not playing with it.

   I think I should play this next time I sleep at one of the boy's home,
that's a good way to let the dads know about my feelings.

   I moan, my fingers play with my pussy, now, I'm not in a hurry, plenty
of time to enjoy it.

   "May I cum for you, Sir?  let your toy to amuse you."

   I'm mixing things, some answers to their daily questions and some of my
feelings.

   I'm absolutely wet, while I hear more whispers.  They're getting louder,
probably too excited to control their voice tones.

   I move on of my hands up, feeling all my skin way up to my mouth, I lick
my finger, I'm mean, naughty as hell.

   Some gasps when I stick one finger between my lips.

   I'm enjoying this.  My fingers move faster, while I suck my finger
obscenely, ok, that's not probably the right thing to do, but...  I'm
enjoying too much, touching myself in front of my boys...  no, in front of
my boys and some other kids.

   I'm probably the first girls they'd seen naked, and not only that, I'm
giving pleasure to myself in front of them.

   I feel naughty, what's wrong with me.

   I turn a bit more, now I'm facing the door, with my hand between my
legs, my other hand starts to play with my right nipple, I moan, I don't
need to hide it.  I'm only sleeping.

   I want to open my eyes, to see who's there, but I don't, I keep playing
with my body while hearing some whispers.

   I lower my pace, spreading my legs a bit more, exposing myself to the
unknown viewers, but keep playing I wonder about time, seconds?  Minutes?
It's always difficult to know.

   The time is always the problem, so, I finally go faster, moaning and
breathing deep, clenching my teeth and legs, I would love to watch those
faces looking at me, I start licking my lips, my hands move fast, there we
are.

   I feel the orgasm closer, really close, only a few more seconds, I
scream in pleasure as all my body tense up, I don't stop, now, slowly, my
hands moves rubbing gently, slower...  until I finally stop, then, I curl
up.

   "Thank you Masters" I mumble in quiet voices.

   I heard some more whispers.  I feel some eyes over me, deep breathings,
then, slowly silence.

   I don't move.  I keep thinking, I know that the hard part is the next
one, facing them, knowing what they've seen, I blush while I can feel my
wetness.  The more I postpone it.  The more difficult will be.

   I stretch myself, just in case someone is still there, I don't hear
anything, so I open my eyes.

   I went to take another shower, then, back in shirt and panties, I walk
down.  They seem to be distracted on the TV.

   "Thank you boys, that felt great," I said, to let them know I was awake.

   Wes, Trent, and George look at me, smiling wide, I notice the other
boys, the new ones are blushing deeply.

   "You should take a nap, I had a great dream," I said, teasing them in
purpose.  Bad girl, Sandra!  Bad girl, I said to myself, but wearing a
broad smile.

   I had a coffee, I wasn't used to coffee, but somehow, I thought that was
a good time to try it.

   I added more and more sugar until I found the right point for me.

   Wesley walks to me.

   "Get dressed.  Someone's going to pick up our friends."

   I nod, kissing his cheek.  I put a dress and a bra, and soon I'm back to
hear the doorbell.

   "Hi" there's a woman.

   "Hello, you must be Sandra?" Yes..  please come in, the boys are in the
living room.

   "Thank you for watching after them" She says, kissing my cheeks

   "No problem, only a few more" I giggle.

   "Ok boys, time to go home!" She asks the kids, they complain, asking to
stay tonight, but she doesn't even ask to me.

   "No, say goodbye and thank Sandra."

   And they do as told, soon, I'm again alone with my boys.

   "Well..  how was that?"

   Trent asked.

   I blushed, "G..great Sir, I hope I didn't go too far"" I managed to say.

   Some of the boys laughed, "Nah, is ok, they had a great show, I'm sure
you'll stay on their minds for a while.  Now strip".

   I did it, quickly removed all my clothes, and without being told, I
moved into inspection.

   Wesley smiled.

   "On your fours now, pup," He said, I blushed slightly, moving to my
fours.

   "Come doggie!"

   I crawled to him.

   "Sit!" I sat down.

   He looked for something and finally pulled my thong out of his pocket.
That made me blush a bit more.  He moved it in front of my face.

   Feel it, Sandra, tell me, how does it smell?  I sneezed, it wasn't too
obvious, but I could catch my scent into them, it was embarrassing.

   "I..It's me, Sir...  It smells...like my pussy" I said, looking down.

   "Take it Sandra" I moved my hand, but he shook his head.

   "No doggie, take it" He insisted, holding it in front of me.  I opened
my mouth, and he put my thong hanging.

   "Come doggie!  Let me see what you have" Said Ronney.  I blushed more
but crawled to him with my thong hanging out of my mouth.

   I took it out of my mouth and sneezed it.

   "Yes, that's our beautiful bitch." A shock ran all over my back hearing
that word by first time from their mouths.  I had been called a bitch, of
course, at school from friends sometimes when we feel mad to each other, or
as a joke.  But that was different.

   He noticed my face.

   "What, aren't you our dog?  our bitch?"

   My feelings were confusing to that word, It was disrespectful, a word
you use when you want to make someone to feel bad, but I knew Ronney was
using it as a game, and I had to admit that I was getting wet again.

   "Y...  Ye" I started, but he hushed me before I could finish.

   Bitches don't talk, bitches bark, once for yes, twice for not.

   "Woof," I said.  Ronney smiled and stroked my hair.

   "Good girl," He said, then he put my thong back on my mouth.

   "Come here bitch!" I heard Daniel calling me.  And I crawled to him.

   He took my panties.

   "Those are still wet, bitch, tell me, are you wet again?" I blushed and
barked once.

   "Turn around, let me feel."

   That was embarrassing, more than that, humiliating, but my body was
reacting differently when I turned around, showing my back to him.

   "Let's see if our bitch is wet," He said, I felt him leaning to my, and
place his hand between my legs, he groped my sex for some seconds.

   "You can't stop feeling wet, don't you?" He said, while his hand was
still checking me.

   "I barked once"

   "You're our horny bitch, don't you?"

   I barked once again.  Barking was easier than talking, less
embarrassing. I had to crawl from one boy to another, they all called me
bitch, and each time, I was more humiliated and wetter.

   Brad was the only one not playing that game.  The word was probably too
gross for him.

   "Come bitch.  I need your help" Said Daniel again once everyone seemed
satisfied.

   I followed him to the bathroom, crawling, once there, he closed the door
and pulled down his pants and trunks exposing his hard-on.

   He sat in front of me.  I moved my hand, but he told me to stop.

   No hands today, only your mouth.

   That was different, challenging, without a hand to guide the cock, I
only could rely on my lips, I noticed how much the cock twitched.

   It took me time to lick it enough, then once I got it on my mouth was
easier.

   The bigger problem of not using your hands is that you have to finish
him in your mouth, I only realized when I felt he was next to cum and I was
about finishing with my hand.  I stopped my hand, moving it back in place,
I tried to finish in only with licks, but it didn't work, that time, he
cumed in my mouth.

   Even now, I'm not sure if he did it on purpose or not, but instead of
letting me wash my mouth he kept me there, between his legs, caressing my
hair.

   When he finally released me, I had already swallowed most of his cum.

   I didn't love it but can't say I disliked it.  It was just cum, no more,
no less.  I brushed my teeth.  Nobody else came, so I went back to the
living room.

   I started to make dinner.  I didn't want to see the pizza guy, something
simple but good enough, one hour later we all were sitting or lying on the
sofa watching a movie, I was still naked, surrounded by my boys.  I was
their bitch.

   During the movie, I wrote my Dad, telling him that I was feeling better
and about my today's activities.  Asked him when he would come back, on
Thursday or Friday.  He was still busy at work, so I had to let him work.

   I had my head resting on Wesley's lap, the lights were turned off, but I
felt his hand moving on his pants.  Finally, I saw his cock released out of
his pants.

   I blushed and looked at him, he pushed my head gently, and I opened my
mouth, he whispered to me.

   "Just keep it there."

   That was awkward.  I was lying over some boys, holding a cock in my
mouth but not doing anything with it, just...  holding it.

   Wesley's hand was resting on me, some of the other boys were resting
their hands over all my body.  They didn't play, just watched the movie
while I was feeling the cock twitching inside my mouth.

   I wondered if he was feeling any pleasure on that, for my part, it
didn't feel so bad, so, I didn't mind at all having a cock in my mouth
while watching a TV.  Weird..  don't you think?

   After the movie, the boys had shower turns.

   Brad and Carl were the last ones, but instead of only waiting, they
leashed and walked me around the house.

   I realized that no one of the neighborhood had dogs, probably that was
the reason for Brad and Carl to enjoy that much leading their dog around.

   I had my shower with Brad and Carl, we three were in the shower, I
soaped them first, then, they insisted into soaping me, so I let them do
it. They spent lots of time with my breasts, or "boobies" like they liked
to call them, it was interesting, most of the older boys went to feel my
pussy, while the younger ones seemed more attracted to my "boobies."

   I relaxed under their little hands.  I started to enjoy it, letting
others take care of me, I realized that I wouldn't mind being always washed
instead of doing it myself.

   Carl also did my butt, but Brad avoided touching my butt or pussy, that
was probably a bit scary for him.

   "Carl!" I said surprised when I felt his little finger pushing between
my buttocks.

   "We need to clean there, no?" He said, without stopping.

   "Y...  Yes, Sir, sorry" I had to admit, I had soaped them there, so, was
fair they did it to me, but feeling hands in there was a bit uncomfortable,
enough to break my mood.

   While Carl was doing my back, Brad was on my legs and feet, it tickled,
but I tried to hold my position.

   I had to kneel so that they could do my hair.  I found myself facing the
two boys hard-ons just a few centimeters in front of me.

   I can't tell they were careful with them, so a few times I felt their
cocks hitting my cheeks, forehead or any other part of my head.

   At first, I thought it was accidental.  But, after some more times, I
realized they were doing it on purpose.

   I didn't tell them, it was an innocent game if they liked it, why should
I stop them?

   My hair was finally done, not an excellent job, but enough for that day,
we three rinsed up and stepped over to get dried.

   Once we were ready, they insisted in leashing me again, so they took me
back to the living room crawling.

   The boys had been working hard, they had all the sleeping sacks on the
floor, and they had moved all the furniture so we could sleep together, of
course, I would have a special spot in the middle.

   Before going to sleep, they did some photos with my phone.

   First ones were mostly of one or two of them walking the doggie me
around the house.  They made turns until each one of them had one at least
with me.

   Then they ordered me to kneel on the floor, and all of them were around
me.  That was worst than being a doggie, since the kneeling position
implied my knees apart, wide enough for anything to be exposed to the
camera.

   They took some pics of that pose, I was still leashed, so my leash was
passed from one boy to the next until all of them were satisfied.

   The last ones were the best, I had fun, I was lying on my back, and all
of them were above me.

   I found myself covered by my boys, some hugging me, some with their
heads over me, I was sure not much of me was visible.  It was probably
obvious that I was naked, but with some many boys all over me, they were
covering my bits.

   They had sent all the photos to the WhatsApp group, what would think my
dad?  I blushed and sent a message.

   "Good night from your bitch, who loves you all."

   That was not something I would usually tell.  I still felt the "Bitch"
word too dirty and disrespectful, but, I thought about it like some
self-sacrifice to my owners, I was shocked how good I felt only with that.

   Before I could sleep I had to stroke a few cocks, they were silent, just
taking my hand and guiding it to their cocks until I knew what to do.

   I stroked each one of them who requested it until they cumed, or until
they got bored, then, still with my hands sticky I felt asleep with my
boys.

   [End of Chapter XXIII]

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