He could feel a different kind of bra, strapless withstiff wires pressing his breasts upward, making them stick out. Thewoman's hair fell softly aroun... his bare shoulders.Ben sighed, thankful that the body's auto-pilot had kicked in. He turnedand opened the bedroom door. "Oh, Ben, you're beautiful," said the manoutside, laying a shawl around Ben's shoulders."Funny name for a woman," Ben thought. He followed the man down the broadstairs, appreciating that the house was huge, professionally. In the morning at breakfast, which I was on time for unlike yesterday, the day's schedule came up again."What do you have planned for today?" Dad asked, as he prepared to leave for work."I need to see Uncle Dan about a sharpening problem," I told him."Sharpening problem?" Dad asked."Yes, I need to know how to sharpen a particular kind of knife and since he sharpen all kinds of tools and knives, I thought he would know the right way to go about it," I said, hedging about just what I wanted to. The bell rang then the voices I could hear were now downstairs in the lounge. They were obviously having a good time, laughing and joking.Finally, the bedroom door opened and there stood Mistress resplendent in her leather basque, thong and boots alongside her six guys. They had obviously discussed what was going to happen.Mistress unlocked the gate and told me to crawl to the shower in the en-suite and kneel. The guys approached me one at a time and took out their cocks ‘Stay still slut’ my. I screamed in agony as he entered my no longer virgin bung hole, his member was so large that I could feel my outer sphincter muscle straining to accommodate his width. I had seen other guys penis in the shower room for the first time in eight grade. I had no ideal two guys could even have sex or how the act would be preformed until that morning. Now I was being held down and mounted for the tenth or twelfth time by another guy. This guy was so huge as his penile glans entered my tortured anal.