Slave to five sisters (True story)

All of us are working together, as if we are well-oiled gears. The five girls are way different. Each one walks in different strides. By looking at the four you can tell they are sisters. They all look like mom. I look like dad and his father. Lorelai likes men. So when we have sex, she is like a wild cat overpowering its pry. Every move she makes is for her own plusher. To be honest, without my balls tied within minutes I would cum. She is a cat, (That one is.)

Thandiwe is different, even though she likes men. When Thandiwe and I are having sex. Her movement is slower, she takes her time. Thandiwe loves being in charge while in sex. What turns her on the most is my suffering at her hand. Every now and again, after I give her multiple orgasms, she tells me to stop. The only reason I do not cum is because of my balls being tied and polled on. Being tied does not stop me from cumin. But it does slow the proses a lot. By the way she cums, and the effort she uses when we are into the thick of sex. I know I wall suffer that night. That really adds to the frustration and the suffering she likes most. In sex I am not allowed to touch them with my hands so they tie them behind my back. I am not allowed to kiss them, because it is their urinal. For that matter my lips are not allowed to touch any part of them but when I am drinking their pee and cleaning their pussy with my tongue, instead of toilet paper.

Lillian is different yet. To her most men have no place. She treats me, (like I do not exist.) when I am with her. Lillian calls me names. Reminding me I am her urinal. The first thing she does is have Amada tie my nut sack and balls and then my hands behind my back. With the long peace of rope used to poll on when I am pumping on either Thandiwe or Lorelai while having sex with them, Amada parades me to the center of the room with it, to give the other girls a show to watch. Amada will get on her kneels off to the side of me so my other sisters can see what he is doing. Amada then reaches up and places my dick between her thumb and index finger rolling it back and forth. While she is tugging on the rope tied to my nut sack. Every time she yanks on it, I feel the pain throughout my whole body. My jaws lock and I cry in agony. Lillian takes a wipe to the rest of my body; If I am very lucky Isabel will pee in a container and hold it to my lips for me to drink while all this is going on. That is if I am really lucky. Just as I am ready to cum they stop lead me to the bed in the show room. When I am standing right where I can watch the remained of the sisters having sex together. Sometimes with Amada’s free hand there as wall, she will use her index finger and thumb to roll my dick throughout the show. The truth is without the agony being inflicted on me and my ball and sack their sex would have no meaning. You can tell by the way they keep glancing at me daring sex. The Harder their orgasm is the less likely that she will let me cum after the show. That does not always hold true. If they do say cum I have five seconds to release my wad in the spoon waiting to catch it. So they can feed it back to me. It is better when draining from inside a pussy.

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