Story 9: Stuffing the Bird ... Happy Thanksgiving

Jenna’s eyes snapped open to the sight of a man in a mask looming over her. She was trussed up like a turkey, all bound and gagged. The table she laid on was hot, Not burning but still hot.

The masked man began to brush her skin with butter and oil, his movements slow and deliberate. He was basting her. Jenna struggled against her restraints, but it was no use, she was completely at the mercy of this stranger.

Suddenly, hands began to roam over Jenna’s body, groping and exploring with eager fingers. She felt someone press their face into her ass crack while another hand slid between her legs and began pinching her clit.

Panic set in as Jenna realized what was happening this group had decided that they would use her holes for their carnal satisfaction.

As more people crowded around Jenna’s restrained form, one particularly bold individual whispered in her ear. “You’re going to be stuffed like a turkey, sweetheart,” he hissed.

Jenna’s mind reeled as the group began their twisted game. The first thing to happen was the gag was pulled from her mouth and a thick cock began fucking her face mercilessly. Hands held her jaw open as the invading phallus drove in and out of her throat.

She felt fingers probing her anus, another pair sliding into her pussy. It wasn’t long before the fingers were replaced by another cock. This one rammed home in a single stroke and battering her cervix.

The masked man watched with an air of detached curiosity, occasionally pausing to add more lubricant to the proceedings. His maniacal laughter just served to heighten Jenna’s fear. Was the table getting hotter?

As the hours passed, or at least it seemed like hours. Jenna lost all sense of time and reality. She was just a mere plaything for these depraved individuals, nothing more than a vessel for their darkest desires.

Someone climbed up behind her and planted his cock in her complaining ass. It stretched her to her limits with its girth and seated itself balls deep. Then still another cock pushed itself hilt deep into her pussy, stretching her even more.

Both holes filled now she tried to gasp but a large man with a large gut, shoved a short but thick cock into her mouth effectively gagging her again. It had to be three inches thick and her jaw felt like it might break.

Despite the terror that gripped her heart ... Jenna couldn’t help but feel a strange sort of arousal building within herself. It was as if she’d become completely desensitized to pain and humiliation, and all that was left was a raw, primal need for release.

One after another, in a seemingly unending parade of men, filled all of her holes and deposited load after load of thick, smelly semen into her orifices. As some would drip out of her, the masked man would use his basting brush to coat her skin with the drippings.

Occasionally Jenna would stiffen and fight against her bindings, as another orgasm hit her and racked her body. The men were cruel and obviously felt nothing for her. She was a cum dump and she was loving it now.

As the group continued their twisted game, Jenna felt herself slipping further and further into this dark world. She knew she’d never want to escape, not now, not ever.

The last man to use her was the mysterious masked man. When he stripped down in front of her, she was gifted with the sight of his massive cock. A full foot long or maybe longer. As thick as a bottle of Glen Livet and pulsing.

He forced her mouth open and began fucking her face. When he’d become fully erect he walked behind her and unceremoniously shoved his cock deep into her rectum. With nothing obstructing her mouth, Jenna let out a blood-curdling scream.

The crowd in the room began applauding. Whistles and calls of appreciation filled the room and echoed in Jenna’s ears as the masked man fucked her until he shot his load.

With only the head of his cock inside of her now, the crowd was treated to the sight of this man’s cock pulsing and throbbing as he pumped load after load of hot thick cum into Jenna’s ass.

When he finished, he raised his hands for silence, and called out, “Now! Into the Oven to finish roasting!” Jenna screamed as the table was pushed into what looked like a crematory. The door closed and Jenna waited in the dark for her fate.

That fate never came. Some time later, Jenna was released and every man in the room congratulated her for a wonderful performance.