Footstool, Part 1

So I texted Jason the other night and he thrilled me by replying, “Hanging out at my place with friends, come by if you want.”

I was so nervous when I walked through his door, seeing three young guys with Jason, enjoying some beverages.  He patted the couch next to me and said, “Come sit down, Cassie.”  I sat next to him and he casually put his arm around me.  “These are my buddies, Alan, Brandon, and Caleb.  I’ve been telling them how amazing you are.”

I blushed and said hello to the boys, all young and attractive of course.  Jason surprised me by grabbing my hair and pulling my lips to his.  His erection, as always, was unmistakable and my pussy responded in kind, despite the audience.  There was some coughing and chuckling in the room from the other men.  Jason’s hand unabashedly clutched my breast, squeezing hard until I moaned in pain, forgetting anything except my desire to please him.

He pulled my head back by my hair again and this time threw me to the ground.  Startled, I cried out as his bare foot came down gently on my face.  “You like that don’t you?”  A stifled cry escaped my throat and he said, “Speak up.  Do you need me to hurt you?  Even though my friends are here?”

“Yes, Sir, if it pleases you,” I said, regaining my senses a bit.

Removing his foot from my face he ordered me to my feet.  “Take off your clothes.”  I looked only into his eyes as I obeyed.  I felt his friends moving closer to me and began to tremble.  “You’re my object, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then I can use you as I see fit.  And I would like to share you with my friends, just like I share my apartment, my books, or my food.”

“Yes, Sir,” I gulped, trying not to smile, still feeling a bit self-conscious being naked in front of these strangers.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

I complied, feeling the adrenaline already coursing through me from this unexpected situation.  Jason left the room and his friends circled around me.  When he returned he dropped a handful of condoms in front of me.  “I don’t think we’ll be needing the ropes today,” he said.  “You are going to be completely cooperative.”

My breathing quickened but I didn’t reply.  He pulled my head up to meet his eyes again and my body relaxed automatically.  He moved around behind me and began to spank, his friends still making comments that I couldn’t really make out.  They took turns, each with a different stroke.   Jason came around and put his hand on my neck, squeezing slightly while Caleb continued the spanking.  “Look at her pussy, you can tell how wet it’s getting already,” Jason said.

Alan’s hand shot between my legs and I moaned and squirmed as he nonchalantly stroked my clit.  “Very nice,” he murmered, removing his hand and smelling it.

“Who wants to be the first to try my slut’s mouth?” Jason asked, his hand still on my neck.  “You can’t wait, can you, Cassie?”

“If it pleases you, Sir,” I said.

“Oh geez, Jason, you are a lucky man,” Brandon said.  “I will definitely try that slut’s mouth.”  Jason pulled me up to meet Brandon’s cock, it was thick and shorter than Jason’s with lots of hair around the balls.

Jason forcefully pulled my hands behind my back and Brandon grabbed my head.  “Go ahead and lick it,” Jason said, his voice kept me steady.  My tongue flicked out and Brandon moaned.  “Isn’t that stud nice?”

“Oh yeah, it feels amazing.”  I knew Brandon meant it because I could already taste the pre-come on my tongue.  He pressed his cock into my mouth and I sucked hard.  Part of me wanted to see how quickly I could make him come so I could move on to the next one.

Meanwhile I felt Alan’s hands begin to explore my breasts.  “Pinch them, twist them, she really likes that,” Jason said.  Alan complied and I squeaked, my pussy contracting.  I could feel Jason’s cock pushing on my neck from behind, and Alan and Caleb stood on either side of me with their cocks in their hands.  Any inhibitions I may have had faded away as I enjoyed being responsible for the desire of four men.  None of them could compare to Jason’s gorgeous manhood but all of the lust in the room made me crazy.  I never felt so much like an object…and never dreamed I would enjoy it so much.