I was just enjoying a quiet drink and a catch up with some girlfriends in the local pub when i got a text alert on my phone. It was from my Master, Hi Anne my slut your master needs you? My stomach constricted and my nipples hardened. Whenever he sent a text like that it was quickly followed by another with a set of instructions for me to follow. My mind wandered and I lost track of what the girls were talking about, what would my Master want me to do and would I do it for him or would I have to suffer his wrath. The first text was quickly followed by a second containing an address and the instruction to let myself in to the house, ignore any noise I heard and just go straight up to the bedroom and wait. I made my excuse to the girls muttering something about a family emergency, did a quick detour via the ladies to freshen up and redo my makeup and then headed out to the address I had been given. It was hard to drive I was so nervous. I didn’t know who or what would be waiting for me at the house but that also made me feel incredibly horny. I arrived at the house, took a deep breath and opened the door. I could hear several male voices coming from one of the downstairs rooms but as per the text I ignored them and headed straight upstairs. The room was quite large, there was a big bay window complete with seat and along the back wall a large bed with metal head and footboard. My heart was pounding, I couldn’t go through with this. I turned and walked back to the door but I had no chance of slipping away, there was movement at the foot of the stairs. I took a deep breath and sat and waited for my Master. Seven men of varying ages entered the room. The youngest looked to be about 26, the eldest was in his mid 60’s. I realised that my Master was really going to test me tonight. He had been teasing me all week that I wasn’t a real slut, saying that flashing at people in pubs or restaurants was childs play and that If I really wanted to be a slut I had to let myself go completely and do whatever I was told. Could I do it? I really didn’t know. My Master could see me wavering. Strip slut he barked at me. I froze. Everyone was watching me. Again my Master ordering me to strip of my own accord or he would do it for me. I slowly stood and began to take off my blouse, my fingers were trembling and I struggled with the buttons but I finally managed to undo them and let the blouse fall to the floor, then I undid the zip on my skirt and stepped out of that. An appreciative murmur ran round the room as I stood there in black hold ups, heels and purple satin bra and knickers. I felt immensely vulnerable with 7 men watching but also unbelievably turned on. My Master came up behind me and tied a silk scarf across my eyes then he ordered me to kneel on the floor at his feet. Who wants to fuck the bitches mouth first he asked. I heard a rustling sound as someone undid their trousers and then felt a cock being rubbed against my lips. I didn’t open my mouth so my Master pulled on the back of my hair saying suck you bitch and as I gasped the guy forced his cock into my mouth and started to fuck it. Feel free to use the slut in anyway you like said my Master and with that I felt several pairs of hands start to touch and explore my body. I could also hear the sound of a camera clicking and knew my Master was taking photos to wank over later. After that things moved very quickly. My bra was removed freeing my 42F boobs and it was only seconds before a cock was between them. I heard someone spitting on their fingers and then felt them against my arse, easing me open, I was physically lifted up and when lowered back down again felt a cock sliding into my pussy, someone had laid down on the floor underneath me. The sensation of being out of control was amazing and I could feel an orgasm building. The guy fucking my mouth pulled out giving a loud moan and shot a load of cum all over my face. His cock was quickly replaced by another, I was given no rest, as soon as the guy playing with my arse had opened it enough with his fingers he moved and slid his cock into me. That was a cock in my arse, one in my pussy, one in my mouth and one sliding between my tits. I couldn’t stop myself, I’m going to cum I screamed and spurted all over the cock buried deep in my pussy. This was enough to cause both him and the guy fucking my arse to cum. They both pulled out and dripping with cum and juice I was moved to the bed where two more cocks took over the pounding of my arse and pussy. The more I was fucked the more I wanted. Every hole was used. I was covered in cum and sweat and pussy juice. The bed was soaked through from me spurting all over it so many times. Eventually my Master called time. The guys all thanked him, cleaned themselves up and left. I was left lying on the bed, naked with my Master looking at me. You did well tonight bitch, he said. There is only one thing left for me to do now. What’s that Master, I asked. He reached into my handbag on the floor, found my lipstick and then used it to write Andy’s slut across my tits. He took one final photograph of me and then left with the parting words I will text soon!