On the other hand there was a whole other range of reaction from the guys. Some of them knew beforehand what my assets were like, having seen me naked...in the shower room after gym class. Others threatened that if I looked at their girlfriends they would beat me to a pulp. But the majority of the guys assumed that I was getting a lot of pussy and wanted to know if I could let them have my overflow because there had to be more girls throwing themselves at me than I could handle and could they. "Hey!" Yui called out. Several of her friends came into the equipment room, clearly having waited just outside the entrance. "Little Junko here just told me she likes being tied up. Let's fulfill her wish, shall we?" The other girls started to laugh. Two of them came up and grabbed Junko's arms, so Yui could let go. Junko tried to protest, but the gag, some sort of rubber ball, made her unable to speak clearly. It soon became apparent that the girls would have ignored her. ...I was almost, it was almost....just a little longer, deeper, harder, just..... I could feel my anal ring muscles, spasming, flexing, beckoning. One after another, over and over. My rectum was on fire, and each new cock made it burn hotter and more painful. My lips felt scorched, my throat raw and bruised, my jaw was so painful I couldn't close it. Throughout the night, visitor after visitor pushed their swollen cock into me. Some were vocal, others said not a word. Some used rubbers,. Any questions?” Alice asked Damien.“So, you’re saying that they’re ... addicted to me?” Damien tried to clarify.“In a nutshell, yes. They’re hooked. They can’t help themselves about that, though they can ruthlessly try to shake it or control it. Even then, look what happened when Lauren saw you again. She was putty in your hands, willing to do anything to be yours again. As long as you draw breath, the women in your life, and even the men to an extent, will be painfully aware of their.