I was raped by 10 female models (rape and abuse adult novel)

I was raped by 10 female models

When I was a child, my family was very poor. My father worked in a state-owned enterprise with very poor performance. My mother was laid off and stayed at home. Our only source of income was my father’s salary. So after I turned 18, I started to work and study. The following story is also related to my work-study program.

I work as an assistant in a modeling company. Although I'm an assistant, I actually help the models buy food, drinks and other daily necessities before and after the performances, and take care of their daily lives in their free time. In the final analysis, I'm just a male servant. Don’t be fooled by the fact that models always look radiant and neatly dressed when they go on stage. They also wear bright clothes when they go out and look cold and frosty. In real life, they are almost idiots. They just open their mouths to eat and stretch out their hands to get clothes. Moreover, they are extremely vulgar and pathetic in all aspects of their lifestyle.

Models like to date rich men the most. As long as they don't have any performance tasks, they will definitely hang out in various clubs and bars. The good ones can date rich men, while the bad ones can only be prostitutes (but they are much higher quality than ordinary prostitutes). Most of the models are single, so when they need it, they buy vibrators or find gigolos. However, many models are very stingy and reluctant to spend money, so the proportion of homosexuality among female models is very high. This is the beginning of the story.

One Friday afternoon, I packed my books early as usual and rode my bike to the company where I work near the Shanghai Sports Center. Because it was the weekend and the off-season for model performances, the company's leaders had all gone out to spend the weekend. Only I and another full-time employee were there, and the models were recuperating in the apartments rented by the company. I called them as usual to ask them what they wanted to purchase. Usually, I would use the company's reserve funds to buy them a week's worth of daily necessities on weekends, and then I would be responsible for delivering them to their apartments.

After I got through, Amy, a model who has worked in our company for a long time, answered the phone. She said weakly, "Alan, we are performing outside in the first half of this week, so we have a lot of food at home. Please buy us 10 pairs of stockings. We need them. When you are ready, just take a taxi and come over. I will reimburse you. Do you understand? Hurry up."

"Well, OK, I'll go buy it now, it will be quick, is there anything else you need?"

"No, just hurry up."

"Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, I was thinking why today was so good. A stingy person would actually reimburse me for the taxi fare. The sun rose from the west, no, the sun rose from the south, haha. I quickly went to the Trust-Mart in Tianlin New Village and bought 10 pairs of stockings, and then called a Johnson taxi to go to Kangjian Garden. Although our company is a relatively small modeling agency, the place we rent for the models is absolutely impeccable. We rented an old export villa in Kangjian Garden. Although it is a villa, because it is a house in downtown Shanghai, the garden is basically very small. It is just surrounded by a wall, and there are at most a few sets of barbecue tables and chairs inside.

I pressed the doorbell, ding dong... I waited for about 1-2 minutes but no one opened the door. I thought to myself, these damn women, please stop playing tricks on me. I still have to wait for them to reimburse me for the taxi fare. I took out my cell phone and dialed the number inside. After a while, Amy picked up the phone: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Alan. I'm here. I rang the doorbell but no one answered, so I called you."

"Oh, wait a moment, I'll open the door," she said weakly.

After a long time, probably about 15 minutes, when I was about to push the door, it opened, and Amy, wearing a pair of grey, slightly worn, loose jeans and a purple suspender, helped me open the door. I wanted to get angry and ask her why she was so slow, but she smiled at me before I could say anything: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, we all went to bed earlier, so we didn't hear the doorbell, please come in"

I walked in and sat on the leather sofa in the living room. Amy closed the door and sat on the sofa opposite me. She took the stockings and looked at them. Then she said to me, "Why did you come to work in our company?"

I need your approval to work here. I was thinking, of course I won’t say this. “Oh, because I want to use my spare time to make some money, my family is not well off, and I don’t want my parents to bear so much for me, so I come here to work. You posted the recruitment notice in the newspaper.” “Oh, so that’s how it is. There are not many boys like you now. What do you want to do in the future?”

"I haven't thought about it. I just want to stay in this job until I graduate. Then I don't have to bother looking for another job. I would lose a lot of money if I go in and out."

"Oh, then you have to do a good job. I will take care of you and won't let other models bully you or make you do some hard work."

"Well, thank you Amy, I will definitely work hard."

I was thinking, when will she give me the money? I have to go back to school and sleep, and if I am any later the last bus of No. 830 will be gone. Then she got up and went upstairs and said, "Wait a minute, I will go upstairs and give you the money."

After a long time, I heard someone upstairs say, "Come upstairs, I'll give you the money directly." I didn't think about anything, and got up and went upstairs to Amy's room. Why were the lights in the corridor on the second floor not on? I was stunned. I counted my good eyesight and walked to the last room in the corridor and pushed the door open. What's going on? The lights were not on again. I walked in and tried to find the switch. Suddenly, I was tripped by something under my feet and fell to the ground. Before I could react, I was pinned to the ground by more than one person. After all, I am 1.83 meters tall. Although I don't have any muscles, I'm not so powerless. But there were people pressing on my hands, legs and body. I just shouted, "Fuck who the hell is this?" Someone covered my mouth with something, and then I heard the door was locked.

Then someone sat on my head with their buttocks, and my face was pressed tightly against the carpet. Then, even heavier forces pressed down on my whole body. I thought to myself, it's over. Who is doing this to me? They are robbing me when I have no money and I have never offended anyone? Just when I was feeling confused, I heard the person sitting above me say: "You just need to meet some of our small requests today, nothing else, we will still pay you."

Shit, it was Amy who was talking. How dare this bitch do this to me? She's courting death. Then I heard the people on top of me echoing them, asking me to listen to them and do what they asked. I was dizzy. They were actually other models from our company, Joeey/jenny/peggy/Fion, etc. I couldn't remember the others at the moment, but it sounded like there were at least 8 people. I couldn't say a word. Then they turned me over and moved me to the bed. It was pitch dark and I couldn't see anything. As soon as I was moved to the bed, I immediately wanted to struggle to get up. They all rushed up at once, and two of them sat on my head. They put my head between their thighs side by side, and then sat on it facing my head. I immediately felt breathless, and could only smell the smell of their genitals. I could feel that they were only wearing underwear, because if they were wearing long pants, you wouldn't smell such a strong smell of a woman's genitals.

At this time, there was a person pressing down on each of my arms, and there were at least two people sitting on me, and my legs were crossed, with at least four people sitting on top. At the same time, someone was unbuckling my belt, and then the person sitting on my legs raised his body slightly and took off my pants and underwear at once. The movements were very smooth. Then they spread my thighs apart and two people lay on my thighs. Suddenly, I felt my little brother being wrapped by something wet and tight, and then I felt more than three mouths and tongues licking my little brother, and there was a tongue licking my asshole. My body began to tremble, and then my top was taken off.

Then the two women on top of me also began to lie on the side of my body and lick my nipples. Amy and Jenny, who were on my head, began to move away and lie down to kiss me with the tongue. Soon the woman sitting on my arms also joined in the French kiss. Suddenly, someone turned on the desk lamp. My eyes opened under the stimulation of the light, and I saw four intoxicated faces licking my face, ears, nose, tongue, and neck, making a licking sound from time to time.

My face was covered with saliva as if I was washing my face with facial cleanser. Four people were licking my tongue at the same time, and someone was spitting in my mouth from time to time. I glanced behind me and saw six female models who I had only seen but never talked to were licking my penis and testicles madly and intoxicatedly, and someone was licking my asshole. Well, I really wanted to fart and suffocate them, but I knew that if I did this, the models would be very angry and the consequences would be serious! Ha ha!

I was thinking that although it was very miserable and unmanly, it was definitely a rare affair that only comes once in a thousand years. Although I was raped, being raped by 10 models with first-class figures and beautiful faces was not bad. Just fuck me, after I changed my mindset, I became more intoxicated in it, enjoying this feast with my heart and body at the same time.

Then they took turns sitting on my face and asked me to give them oral sex. Amy had a lot of hair down there, and her flesh was very thick and very wet, but it was a little astringent and smelly. I licked her clitoris directly with my tongue. She sat on my head with her whole body soft, and then kept moving on it, with her pubic hair rubbing against my forehead. She clamped my head with her legs and grabbed my hair with her hands, and tried hard to press my entire mouth and nose tip into her vagina, so that I could only smell the astringent and smelly vaginal smell for a while. The other three female models, one was kissing Amy, two grabbed my hands to caress and pump their vaginas, and the six female models below, one licked my frenulum, one licked my glans, one rubbed my glans back and forth with her teeth and tongue, two gently licked and held my testicles with their mouths and tongue, and the last one was desperately pushing and licking my asshole with the tip of her tongue.

For a while, the whole room was filled with moans, and the sounds of mouths and tongues filled the entire room. They kept taking turns. After less than half an hour, I felt cramps all over my body and the trembling frequency of my glans increased. They estimated that I was about to ejaculate. Amy was the first to hold my glans in her mouth and rub my clitoris with her hands. Suddenly, a large stream of hot sperm burst out like a volcano. She closed her mouth and drank my sperm in one gulp. The other female models rushed over to grab the remaining sperm left in my clitoris and squeezed it out with their hands like milking. When I was still gasping for breath, they surrounded me and held my hands and feet. They said to me with hideous faces, "We all want to drink your sperm once. If you can't complete the request, you don't have to leave until you finish it. Do you understand? If you resist or something, you will suffer the consequences!"

I thought to myself, 10 times a night, probably only people who take Viagra as a meal can do that, right? In a flash, I used all my strength to struggle to get up, but before I could jump off the bed, I was thrown onto the bed by the 10 women. This time it was even worse, as I was covered from head to toe by the 10 women. Then Amy and Joeey used the stockings I bought today to tie my hands to the wooden frame at the head of the bed, making me unable to move. Then something even more disgusting happened. Four women were lying on my legs. Two of them were sitting astride my body in a 69 position, stacked on top of me. The six of them began to lick my little brother, testicles and asshole at the same time.

There were four other women surrounding my head and saying to me in a serious manner, "You asked for this by wanting to escape. Now I'll show you the consequences of being caught while escaping." Then two of the women clamped my head with their thighs from both sides. One clamped my head above my ears with her legs, and one used a small area of ​​her chest below my neck. Because two of the women were already pressing on me in a 69 position, there was only a small area left for the action. Then they clamped my head below my ears with their legs so that my face was still exposed facing upwards.

Then one of the other two women pinched my nose with one hand and clamped my face with the other hand. It was difficult for me to breathe, so I could only open my mouth to breathe as she exerted her strength. The other woman quickly squatted down on my face and pointed her vagina at my open mouth. Then I felt a hot wave coming at me, and then a foam of smelly and fishy urine shot into my mouth. As soon as I struggled, my face and nose were full of urine. Just as I was about to spit it out, I saw the peeing female model sitting on my mouth and rubbing it hard. Poor me, I could only swallow the urine.

What happened next was even worse. The 10 female models took turns peeing in my mouth, forcing me to swallow it every time. If I refused, they would threaten to defecate in my mouth. I could only swallow their urine like it was traditional Chinese medicine. After I finished drinking, they stuffed their used underwear into my mouth. When it couldn't fit any further, they put it on my head. They treated me like Ultraman and took turns having sex with me. Each of them sat on my little brother and thrust in and out hundreds of times before taking over. I could feel that some of them were very tight down there and some were very loose down there, but they all had one thing in common: they were wet and very intense.

I was afraid that my little brother would die, so they took turns fucking me and made me ejaculate three times. Every time I ejaculated, they would scramble to drink my sperm, and then use their mouths and hands to make my little brother hard. After all, I am a normal person. When they wanted to make me hard for the fifth time, my little brother refused to listen to them. They had no choice but to untie me and take me into the bathroom and press me into the bathtub to wash me clean. Of course, while taking a bath, they had to ask me to take turns licking their vagina and asshole, and they kept fucking my little brother.

After I was washed, I was escorted out again, this time to a bigger room. They tied me up on the bed, and then began to surround me and gently lick every part of my body with their tongues. I knew a new round of offensive was about to begin...