Chapter 6: Sauna Slippery Gangbang

The guys didn’t give Emma time to recover. They marched her straight from the kitchen, her legs still wobbling, body slick with fresh streaks of cum, piss, and her own squirt that refused to stop dripping down her calves. The wooden sauna cabin sat just behind the main lodge, its heavy door creaking open to release a wall of heat that slammed into her like a living thing. Every clothespin bite from the counter still burned across her nipples, clit, and labia as the scalding air kissed the raw marks. Her rosebud, already tender and swollen from the night and morning’s relentless stretching, throbbed with a deep, pulsing ache that made her knees buckle.

Inside, the cedar planks radiated warmth, the walls dripping with condensation that ran in shiny rivulets. Steam hung thick, turning the small room into a hazy, claustrophobic chamber where fourteen naked bodies pressed close, skin already gleaming. The air smelled sharp and woody, laced with the faint metallic tang of their sweat. There was barely space to breathe—shoulders brushed shoulders, cocks swayed heavy and half-hard against thighs. Emma dropped to her knees in the center on command, the hot wood searing her shins.

Her phone buzzed on the bench beside her discarded clothes. Mark again: Babe, you’re not answering—everything okay?

She read it aloud, voice hoarse and echoing off the wet planks while the circle tightened. “He’s worried.”

Laughter rumbled low and deep. “Tell him you’re just sweating it out,” Jamal said, already stroking his thick length back to full hardness.

Quick anal warm-ups started on the lower benches. They bent her forward in a spit-roast—Xavier feeding his cock down her throat while Marcus drove into her ass from behind. The heat made every thrust slippery, sweat pouring off their bodies to mix with the lube of earlier loads. Then a switch: Leon in her mouth, Andre claiming her rear. The steam amplified every slap of skin, every wet suck, every gasp until her body glistened head to toe.