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Tory started to thank the LaRussos—and Moon—for being so good to her, but Sam plunged her strap-on directly into her red lips, pressing it to the base inside of Tory’s clasping throat. Her cheeks hollowed as she went to work pleasuring it, even if the only satisfaction Sam got out of it was watching how hard Tory sucked it. Tory’s pussy clenched in a steady pattern, continuously aroused by the excitement of having Sam fucking her mouth.

Moon slipped underneath Tory’s body, Amanda waiting patiently for her, then mounting both women, sandwiching Tory between her and Moon. Moon reached around Tory’s body to grasp her breasts and Amanda reached underneath her, digging her fingers into Tory’s buttocks and opening them up for Moon.

They both surged into her, making Tory scream around the phallic gag of Sam’s strap-on. Her pussy was going totally ignored—both Moon and Amanda were penetrating into Tory’s ass. Her sphincter fought against the dual intrusion, gaping and wet as it was.

Moon kept squeezing her breasts as she reamed into Tory’s ass—Amanda too strained to make her way into the unyielding passage of Tory’s too-small hole. She dug her clawed hands into Tory’s soft buttocks and pulled the girl into her own penetration, ramming herself into Tory’s battered asshole. Then she settled her weight onto the maid, forcing her down onto Moon’s strap-on as well.

Tory jerked haplessly between the two women. She was being treated like a ragdoll, but her rational mind couldn’t comprehend how that worked… if she liked being treated this way, then she must be a ragdoll, so how could they be treating her like anything other than what she was? They were giving her what she wanted. As much as it hurt to lose her double anal virginity, she knew this was what she needed…

“You love it, don’t you, you filthy whore?” Sam giggled, pulling on Tory’s hair so hard that she slapped her trimmed thatch into Tory’s nose with every throat-filling stroke of her dildo. “Beg for every inch of this big cock, you little bitch! Beg for it!”

Tory whined obsequiously, her eyes rolling back into her head with surrender overwhelming her body. Pain coiled with pleasure crashed over her as Moon and Amanda’s strap-ons fucked deeper into her ass.

Amanda had gotten most of her cock into Tory’s overloaded sphincter, while Moon was going deeper with each passing moment, stretching her straining anus to its limit, keeping it that way as both strap-ons entered her bowels. Tory’s legs were spread impossibly wide by the double-teaming, her body lifted off the bed by the force of the strap-ons pushing into her.

“Good girl,” Amanda cooed as she drove her strap-on to the harness in Tory’s ass. She gave Tory a smaller prod, pleasuring her own cunt when it rubbed against the base of the strap-on. She trembled with enjoyment where Tory shook with it, but Amanda still greatly enjoyed her dominance. She wasn’t just mastering Tory, she was making her enjoy it. Making her live for it. “Isn’t it fun being a good girl?”

Tory couldn’t have answered her mistress’s teasing little asides if she’d wanted to. Her feet by now had slipped loose of the shoddily done bonds Sam had tied and they hung limply off the sides of the bed, pushed out of place by the doubled invasion of her body. Her breath rasped into her lungs in fitful bursts and she writhed weakly, managing only barely to drive herself onto the two cocks fucking her. She wanted more, but she got all she could handle.

The sensation was intense. Moon’s thick strap-on finally hilted Tory’s ass, sliding home in one last dominating shove. Tory howled around Sam’s dildo in her mouth, unable to fully comprehend the shock and rapture of how thoroughly she’d been violated.

Then Moon and Amanda started to fuck her in earnest, drawing their hole-ruining strap-ons back and driving them into her body even harder, spitting Tory’s squirming body on the same kind of massive dildo that impaled her throat. Tory’s juices splashed against Amanda’s body, slid down to anoint Moon, as though trying desperately to ease the penetrating demands placed on her asshole.

Amanda started to slap Tory’s ass as she fucked her; Tory moaned in anguished enjoyment. The blows made the strap-ons that pumped inside her seem to shake and vibrate through her tormented body. Tory’s pussy convulsed, her anal passage flexing around the punishing dildos inside it. Tory wailed through the most painful climax she’d ever enjoyed.

She sucked ravenously on Sam’s dildo, using it like a gag to hold in the cries that wanted out, wanted to express how it felt to have her hole ravaged. She squirmed between Moon and Amanda, her naked body rubbing their sweat into her skin, until another orgasm burned through her cunt. Tory arched her back, thrusting her breasts into Moon’s caressing hands, and rolled her hips up and down to help Amanda violate her ass with both cock and spanking hands.

Saliva trailed from her mouth as if to match the cream that splattered between her groin and Amanda’s midsection. Tory gibbered and cried out as they all used her, showed her she was there to be used.

Sam felt her body preparing to come, ripping away her strap-on to push her cunt into Tory’s face, making the maid guzzle her nectar as it flowed out of her. She yanked at Tory’s hair and ground her pussy into Tory’s mouth, but Tory savored every drop of cream she got.

Amanda fucked her faster and harder as the friction of the strap-on harness at her cunt brought her to her own climax. Her juices ran out of her sex to mix with those Tory had already released, but she kept going, kept goring Tory’s devastated ass along with Moon.

She did stop spanking Tory, instead hugging her tight with both arms and legs, holding their three bodies together as she felt Moon shudder right through Tory’s body, joining her in orgasm. Amanda dropped her mouth to Tory’s spiking nipple and bit down on it, making Tory wail into Sam’s pussy.

Finally, the orgy slowed. Tory hardly felt her orgasmic pussy or destroyed anus when Moon and Amanda pulled out of her, but her clit still sparked with satiation—she couldn’t seem to stop wiggling her hips. Sam kept straddling her face, letting Tory lick her clean, and just the taste of Sam’s juices helped finish off Tory with one last orgasm.

Tory wondered if there were any sexual deed that wouldn’t make her come now—any violation of her claimed, marked body that wouldn’t arouse her. She was their anal bitch and everything she did or thought seemed to lead her to more of being their anal bitch… another day of being the maid.

Amanda held her, stroking her body down from the high it had achieved, and so did Moon, sandwiching her body just like before, and Sam spooning her, but reaching past Moon’s curves to pet Tory too.

“Rest now, baby. You’re not used to being made airtight… or at least, taking three cocks,” Amanda said gently. “You can sign the papers in the morning and then we can see about really making you airtight. Maybe with a nice ball-gag, or some beads for your pussy. Because that ass is just too damn nice not to get double-fucked every chance we get.”

Tory felt a little bit of shame at her words, but there was also arousal there. She knew that in the morning, she’d submit to them as eagerly as she had tonight… probably come even harder.

Amanda was right about her. She and Sam and Moon hadn’t really dominated Tory at all—they’d just put her where she belonged.