Ginger's First Gangbang

I recognised one of them as the owner of the place, a heavily built man over six feet, the rest I didn't know.

"You've outdone yourself, Webster," he said, "She looks like a right little tramp, send her over here so I can get my money's worth."

I went over and he instructed me to take a cushion and get on my knees in front of him. My eyes widened as he undid his trousers, in awe of the cock that sprang out, eight solid inches even at half lob, the knob glistening with precum. Licking my lips, I tickled his pee slit with my tongue before taking his glans into my mouth. I then proceeded to bob my head up and down as best I could before resorting to masturbating his ever growing penis into my mouth since he was so enormously hung. He had one of the biggest, hardest dicks I have ever seen, all veiny and leaking clear liquid into my mouth as I struggled to stretch my lips around its girth. After a few minutes he withdrew...

"Don't make me come yet honey, I'm going to fuck you in the ass with this later..." His tone was threatening, but I felt a knot of excitement in the pit of my stomach at the prospect.

By this time a couple of the men had completely undressed and led me by the arms to the vaulting apparatus. I was ordered to get onto it and assume a position on all fours with my knees and elbows on the pads at the sides. My panties were quickly removed and I was acutely aware that my rear opening was at just the right height and angle for a man standing behind to penetrate me. The two men secured my waist, wrists and ankles with buckled leather straps, immobilising me completely. Seconds later I felt my anus being moistened then some kind of syringe was inserted into me, followed immediately by a large quantity of lubricant injected deep inside my rectum. Mr Webster came over, poured an entire bottle of poppers into a polythene bag and held it tightly over my mouth and nose. I had no choice but to inhale the fumes. This was a routine he often used on me just before penetration.