I soon felt a thick penis placed in my empty palm, and I got to work, operating at maximum occupancy for my position, a fuck machine with all availabl... parts in play. I couldn't see her, but I could hear Chloe grunting and moaning around a cock, and I knew she was likewise in use. I could hear the voices of more men gathering around, some cheering us on."Suck it, you dirty fucking whore!" Yeah slut, work those cocks! Earn your fucking keep, bitch!"I didn't know if they were talking at me or. I'm afraid Hudson was killed." Oh God!" What about you, darling? How do your legs feel?" My right one feels bruised and sore but the left one hurts like hell." It's broken, darling, in a number of places and they can't do anything about it here. Someone will be in soon and we'll get them to relieve the pain." So what are they going to do about it?" They're going to fly you home to the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital later today." She saw the same look of anguish as yesterday come into his eyes.. He paused after walking about a mile.“Come on, lets see you”, he tugged at my T-shirt. I let him remove it then unbuttoned my jeans. He pulled them down and removed them together with my trainers and socks. The ground was moist beneath my bare feet. He put his hands to my shorts and pulled them down, exposing my penis and tuft of short, cropped blonde pubes. “Look at this”, he laughed as he shook my limp muscle. “You need to shave all that though” He felt my body, running his hands over. I can see the look in his eyes and I know he wants in my pussy. They are all naked now, like me. He mounts me and his hard cock slides inside me without any resistance. I can hear him call me names through his grunts. “Slut!” In real life I pretend to be disgusted by that word but deep down I love it. I want to be a slut. An ‘out-of-the-closet’ slut. I know I am a slut but it would be nice if the whole world knew it too, that way I could be free and live how I want to live. He calls me slut.