My tiny satin-gloved hands were shaking as I fumbled to remove my little satin jacket. The men were laughing at me and rubbing their cocks. I glanced nervously at them, many were very large. I saw three particularly large glistening black ones. The top of my white satin and lace full-length slip shimmered in the underpass lighting. For a moment I wondered where to lay my jacket because it was expensive and I didn’t know where to put it. Seeing my hesitation, one of the men grabbed it off of me. Legs pressed together, I straightened my skirt before trying to find the side catch and zip. The men were swearing at me for taking too long. ‘Come on you filthy little slut. Get a move on’ said one of them.’ I hung my blonde curl covered head down and a whimper escaped my slightly parted full red painted lips. Having just had another humiliating orgasm, I just wanted to run away, but I knew it would be pointless. I found the catch and zip and undid my skirt. It was very tight satin with a tight beaded waistband. I eased it down over my hips and stepped out of it, revealing all of my shimmering white satin full-length slip, with all of its deep lace trimmed hem to the filthy horde of lust filled men. I knew I looked too posh and good for such filthy brutes.. The man who had taken my jacket took my skirt from my trembling satin-gloved hand. The night was cold and I started to shiver. My whole body was shaking. ‘She’s f------g scared of us’ said one of the newcomers, a large black man, all wrinkled and in his fifties. ‘So she should be said another, we’ll split her little tranny pussy, that’s for sure..’ I was now backed up against the subway wall, about to pull my satin slip over my head. But then the big black man who had been there with the three when I arrived, stepped forward and pulled me towards him. ‘Touch your pretty little feet slut’ He was close to me and as I bent over my lips came close to his big fat smelly cock. The foreskin was pulled back as he rammed it into my mouth. It tasted horrible and I thought I would choke. He put both of his hands on my head, nearly ripping off one of my fake diamond earrings and pulling on my immaculate blonde curls before starting a pumping action in my mouth. As he did so, I felt rough hands pulling up my expensive satin slip, exposing the tops of my black silk seamed stockings, tight French knickers and deep lace and satin suspender belt. I struggled to stand up in my very high black patent leather high heels. Rough hands were pulling my frilly knickers down, exposing my shiny white tight panty girdle to their evil gazes. The black man was pumping me hard and pulling my hair, calling me a filthy disgusting spoiled little slut bitch. His cock was rigid in my mouth and I was trying to breathe through my nose. Then I felt something cold going up the side of my panty girdle. I knew it wasn’t the flesh of a man’s cock. It was the electric goad again. When the shock came, I jumped but could not move very far because the two men were holding me very tightly. The man with the goad held it to my tranny pussy for what seemed like ages as the black man emptied his load between my red painted lips. I was trembling and choking on his salty tasting discharge. As he pulled away, his cum was trickling out of my mouth. I nearly collapsed as he moved away, but another big man stepped up to take his place, ramming his big cock into my mouth and starting the process all over again. My body was tired and I couldn’t imagine cumming again, but the man with the goad gave me another shock and though my sex hurt, it tingled with excitement. The new man in my mouth was also black and larger than his predecessor, His cock was rock hard. I was choking more than ever as I felt the goad being pulled away. My panty girdle had been pulled to one side. I heard man say doesn’t cut her, just make a nice hole. In horror, I realised that someone was using a knife to make a hole in my tight white satin panty girdle, just where my tranny pussy was. Then I felt cold wet fingers touching me through the hole. The fingers were big and rough, going right inside me, making me squirm. The combination of being used at both ends was overwhelming my senses. I don’t know if it is the effect of the female hormones, but I come a lot without my tiny penis ever reaching its full two-inch erect state, and I was cumming now. I wished I hadn’t because now I felt embarrassed and humiliated again. The last thing I wanted now was to be penetrated by any of these twenty or so dirty men that were surrounding me. The man with his fingers in my pussy pulled them out and rubbed me between the legs. After just having an orgasm, this was really uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as the second man to enter my mouth was now emptying himself into me. I choked because he ejaculated so much cum. As he pulled out, another smelly man took hold of me, but he did not enter my mouth. He put his large hands under my chest, crushing my breasts through my satin slip and bra. Then the man behind me stepped away for a second. His cock pressed up against the hole in my satin panty girdle. It was pushed through the slit in the fabric of my panty girdle. It felt wet as it opened my hole and slowly and painfully the brute guided it into me. I could tell he wasn’t wearing a condom as it went deeper and deeper into me and I was totally impaled by his filthy desire. Then he started to pump and it hurt for a long time before I felt any pleasure. ‘Go on Errol, f..k the stuck up little bitch, f’’k the fanny off the slut. The man holding me by my breast gripped me painfully, obviously his own desire inflamed by what he could see happening behind me. Each of the man’s brutal thrust pushed my scantily clad little body hard against the brute that was holding me. Each movement caused the man holding my breasts to squeeze them tighter. The man fucking me lasted about five minutes before cumming inside me, calling me a stinking little whore as he emptied himself and the other men cheered and laughed. Then the next man stepped up as the first man withdrew. It wasn’t until the third man had me that the sensation got too much for me. I couldn’t see him from where I was being held, but his cock felt enormous as he rammed it into me and started fucking me furiously. I was being called all sorts of names as the man fucked me and then it happened, my tiny sex was tingling as big hands gripped my tiny satin covered waist while the brute thrust into my defenceless misguided little body. I was cumming and the men heard me moaning. The orgasm that came completely overwhelmed me and I screamed out loud, ‘Oh my God.’ As always after an orgasm I felt humiliated and didn’t want men to see me in my satin undies. But the fucking went on as all of the men had me. I was left in just my satin slip, panty grilled, suspender belt , jewellery and high heels as the men walked off, taking my satin skirt suit as a trophy. It took me a while, sitting shivering on the bank by the underpass, my mind a overwhelmed by what I had let happen, but knowing that I would do it again because I so need to be sued and humiliated. My pussy felt very sore and uncomfortable and my pert little breasts felt bruised- though my nipples were still erect. Walking back to the car in just my satin slip, high heels and undies was quite frightening. Luckily no one passed me, but a lot of cars hooted as I returned to my car which was parked in the lay by next to the main road..