The first to step forward is the youngest of the group, a man named Charles. His eyes are wild with lust as he rips open your dress further, exposing your breasts to the room. He squeezes and mauls them, his teeth bared as he takes in your trembling form. "Look at these perfect tits," he says, licking his lips. "I've always wanted to taste these." He leans in and takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting down hard. You scream in a mix of pain and pleasure, your body arching off the table. The vibrator is forgotten, the raw sensation of his teeth on your sensitive flesh sending you spiraling closer to the edge you've been denied for so long. His hand moves between your legs, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it mercilessly. "Cum for us, Dolly," he says, his voice a harsh whisper in your ear. "Show us how much you love being our whore."
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