The couple

Mrs Arstrong opened the big front door for me. She is a tall and strong woman in her forties, with long curly brown hair. As usual she had their black labrador Cleo by her side. She wears a beautiful long tight burgundy coloured evening dress.
She told me to strip naked at once and watched as I obediently undressed. She then took the collar of her d og and handed it to me. I dutifully put it around my neck and on her command I kneeled down. She knows from my last two visits I get aroused by submitting myself like this. She caresses my cheek and has me kiss her hand before pushing her thumb into my mouth. I suck on it for a while as she scratches Cleo's head with her other hand.
After a while and with me warm and wet she leads us both down the stairs and through the door to the big garage. Only one car was parked there now and a blue plastic sheet had been spread out next to it. She had me stand on all four in the middle of it. She was still wearing her riding boots and pants and now she grabbed her riding crop and started caressing me with it. After playing gently with me for a while, she started giving my tits, ass and cunt some harder smacks.
I whimper and moan but she just laughs and Cleo watches.
She outs a huge black and pink dildo before me and orders me to suck it. She wacks me a few more times and whispers in my ear what a filthy slut I am. Yes Madame, I whisper.
She pushes something big inside my pussy and leave it there and then steps back. She grabs my hair and lifts my face up from the big dildo and spits in my face. Smiling down at me she tells me that Mr Armstrong will be coming in a few minutes, with his poker game buddies. Just then the big garage door is opened automatically and a car's bright headights blind me and light up the garage. Cleo happily runs to meet the men, barking two times.
The car stops just outside the garage and four men step out. They laugh as they approach and Mrs and Mr Arstrong embrace and kiss each other. Then they slowly turn to me and instruct me to stand up. I do, as my eyes slowly adjust, and withe the dildo sliding out of me I stand still as the men inspect me. Their big gnarly hands explore my body, pulling on my breasts, squeezing my buttocks and sliding inbetween my legs.
They look like they are all in their sixties, like my dad. They smell of aftershave and seem clean at least. One of them has me place my hands on my head and kneel down. I sit looking up as they all take their cocks out.
"Go ahead gentlemen, she's signed a sex-slave contract and you can enjoy her as it pleases you" Mrs Armstrong telks them.
They start rubbing their hardening cocks in my face.
I sit still on the blue plastic sheet in the lowly lit garage as the old men amuse themselves and the Armstrongs watch smilingly.
One of them I recognize as a good friend of my father. He seems particularly aroused and happily banters, until he announces that he just must .....
Encouraged by the others, who take a step back, he directs me to look up at him and to open my mouth and hold my hands on my head. And then, he starts pissing all over me. A warm cascade of pee over my tits, my pussy, and up over my face and hair and then straight into my open mouth. I swallow some and they applaud.
When done the following man, sporting a big grey beard, pushed my down on my back into the wetness and stood over me masturbating until he shot his cum all over my face. He came in massive amounts. I lay still as he milked himself dry and happily calling me names zipped up and walked up to the Armstrongs and shook their hands.
Then Mr Armstrong ordered me up on all four and two of the men spit-roasted me, the older one using my mouth and the other my ass ... fortunately with some wet stuff for help that Mrs Armstrong poured into my ass crack.
Before long they both came in me. I swallowed the big bitter load I got in my mouth. And, as soon as they finished and pulled out Mr Armstrong told me to stand up, which I did on trembling legs. He then ordered me out of the garage and instructed le to stand naked with my hands behind my neck, until a car or person passed. God, I was nervous.
Mrs Armstrong came up behind me and smacked my ass hard a few times. She reached around and slowly clamped a small but heavy bell to my right nipple and the same to my left. The pain and pulling made me even more aware of my femininity and exposure than the collar and the pee and cum covering me.
She whispered in my ear "so, what would you say or do if someone you knew extremely well came by now ..."
She laughed sarcastically as she let Cleo sniff at me.
I was so nervous and afraid I wanted to run, but I had signed the agreement with the Armstrongs and they had my ID, photos, family details and more ...