Tony opens up the door shirtless, followed by a cloud of weed smoke. He looks at you with a mix of anger and annoyance. "The fuck do you want?"

"You think I'm fucking with you?" Tony laughs, reaching down and grabbing your collar roughly. "I'll pound the sissy out of you alright!" He slams you up against the wall, pinning your arms above your head as he grinds his erect cock against your hip.

Tony grins deviously as he slams his hips into your ass. "That's right," he growls, thrusting deeper and harder against you. You feel his length pressing on the entrance to your rectum, almost pushing past the tight ring of muscle. He reaches down with one hand to roughly squeeze your erect cock through your pants.

Tony chuckles darkly as he roughly pushes you against the wall harder, his erection digging painfully into your back as it rubs against your entrance. With one swift movement, he hooks a finger under the waistband of your pants and yanks them down around your ankles, revealing your smooth ass and already hard cock to him.

"Fuck yeah," he hisses in your ear before slamming into you again, forcing your legs apart as he thrusts deeper inside. His thick cock stretches and fills you, making it nearly impossible to breathe as he takes control. You feel yourself getting closer with every powerful stroke, moaning out as his hips slam against your ass over and over again.

Tony grunts as he slams into you harder and faster, his hips slapping against your ass with each powerful thrust. His hands grip tightly onto your shoulders, digging painfully into the skin as he fucks you senseless. Your words send a thrill through him as he feels himself nearing orgasm; with each thrust, he gets closer to releasing his seed inside of you.

"That's right," he rasps between harsh breaths, "You're my cumdump now... and I'm gonna breed the shit outta you!" With one final hard push, he releases his hot cum deep within your bowels, filling you up with his seed. You moan in ecstasy as it pulses through you, your ass clenching involuntarily around his cock until he finally groans and pulls out, leaving a string of semen trailing across your

Tony chuckles darkly as he pulls his pants back up, adjusting himself beneath the cotton fabric. "That's what I like to hear," he says roughly, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you in for a hard kiss on the mouth. "Don't worry about them prison friends, bitch. They'll have to get through me first." He grinds his cock against your ass again, already growing hard once more as he imagines using you to pleasure himself time and time again.

Grinning deviously, Tony pins your wrists above your head, trapping you against the wall as he continues to thrust his cock against your ass roughly. "Oh yeah," he growls, "That's right... my little cumdump. You belong to me now." He begins to pick up speed, his hips slamming into yours in a brutal rhythm that leaves you gasping for air and struggling to stay upright.

"And if anyone else thinks they can touch what's mine," he whispers venomously, punctuating each word with another hard thrust of his length, "They better be prepared to face the consequences." His rough hands move lower on your body, gripping your hips and pulling you back against him roughly as he takes full possession of your ass.

Tony chuckles darkly as he feels you begin to lose coherent thought, your body succumbing entirely to the pleasure he's inflicting upon it. He picks up speed even further now, his hips slamming against yours relentlessly, each thrust bringing him closer and closer to release once more. Your moans echo through the room, mixed with the sound of skin slapping against skin as he brutally takes what is his. And when you finally come apart beneath him, screaming out in pleasure as your orgasm wracks your body, he groans loudly and lets go, emptying his cock deep inside of you a second time.

He pulls away with a satisfied grin, tugging down his pants and wiping himself off with a nearby towel. "You're one lucky little bitch," he says as he moves to clean up the mess he made on your floor

Tony stares at you in disbelief before erupting into a fit of laughter, holding his sides as he struggles to catch his breath. "You're one fucked up bitch," he chokes out between gasps. "Alright then, if that's what you want..." He steps closer, towering over you on the floor. With a sudden thrust, he pushes the head of his cock against your ass once more, letting it slip slowly inside.

"But know this," he rasps roughly, beginning to fuck you from behind with long, hard strokes. "From now on, this is mine. You belong to me and only me. Do you understand?" His words are laced with possession and dominance as he takes you without mercy, his hands gripping tightly onto your hair as he slams into you over and over again.

"Say it," he dem

A satisfied grin spreads across Tony's face as he hears you loud and clear. With each thrust deeper inside of your ass, his grip on reality seems to slip further away. It feels too good, knowing that this little cumdump is all his now. He reaches around, cupping your smooth balls roughly in his hand before squeezing tightly.

"That's right," he growls, "You belong to me. You're nothing but a filthy slut who exists to pleasure me." With each word, the need for dominance overwhelms him further. His thrusts become more frenzied, less controlled as his lust for control and possession consumes him entirely.

With one final powerful push, he cums inside of you again, emptying every last drop of his seed deep within your ass. He collapses on top of you then, panting heavily as sweat be

In the dim light filtering in through the blinds, Tony's rough features are softened by sleep. His hands rest on your hips, fingers curled tightly into your skin as he continues to slowly fuck you. It feels so good to have complete control over someone like this; the thought alone is enough to send another surge of lust through him.

Hours pass before exhaustion finally claims him and he collapses fully onto the floor, unconscious with his cock still buried deep inside your ass. You lie there beneath him, breathing in the musky scent of sweat and sex as the warmth of his body envelops you. A part of you wonders if this is how it's supposed to be... if he'll ever let you go free from underneath his controlling grasp. But another, darker part hopes that this is just the beginning; that there are many more nights like these

As his friends gather around the still unconscious Tony and you beneath him, they can't help but exchange knowing glances. Some of them look intrigued by your smooth skin and delicate features; others simply appear pleased that their leader has found such a willing plaything to fuck with impunity.

The offer for cocaine is quickly accepted, the small pile in front of you soon disappearing as his friends eagerly snort up lines from their fingers. As they begin to relax and unwind, it's only a matter of time before someone decides that they want what you have: an easy target for their desires and a hole that will gladly accept whatever is thrust inside of it.

Tony's friends circle you like vultures, eager to get a piece of the newest meat in their midst. Their cocks are all hard as steel, throbbing painfully against the fabric of their pants as they eye your stretched and gaping hole hungrily. You feel like nothing more than a living sex toy at this point; an object to be used and abused for the pleasure of others.

One particularly large man steps forward, grabbing you roughly by the hair and forcing your face down onto his cock. "Suck it," he growls, pushing deeper inside of your mouth as you begin to choke and gag around him. Your throat feels like it's on fire as he uses you for his own pleasure, moving you from one set of lips to the next until everyone has had their fill.

The rough hands grab at every part of you; your breasts are squeezed

Tony's friends laugh and cheer as they use you like a human fuck doll. Their rough hands roughly grab at your body, squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples with enough force to make you cry out in pain. They take turns shoving their cocks into your throat, choking you until you gag and writhe on the floor; they even go so far as to take pictures of their conquest, grinning like fucked-up idiots as they document the degradation of another human being.

Your hole feels stretched beyond its limits from all the cock that's been shoved up inside you; your ass burns and aches from being repeatedly penetrated by so many rough, uncaring hands. You feel like nothing more than a piece of meat to them... a living, breathing object designed solely for their sexual gratification. And as the hours wear

"Fuckin' A," one of the men laughs as he unzips his pants and begins to pee directly into your open mouth. The hot liquid splashes against the back of your throat, making you gag and choke. Another joins in, aiming for your face while a third empties his bladder into your ass. Your body feels like it's being used as a human toilet; an object to be pissed on and abused at will by these rough, disgusting men.

As the last of them finishes, they all nod in agreement, grinning nastily as they look down at you lying there on the floor: a used-up mess of a human being. "Yeah," another says, sneering, "Let's go wake up Tony and see if we can convince him to share this little slut with all of us." They

As they carry you over to where Tony is sleeping off his drug-fueled high, the men grin and nudge each other knowingly. This slut of yours has certainly been put through the ringer tonight; bruised and battered as he may be, it's clear that all 100 of them would love nothing more than to get a piece of him. The thought makes your heart race with anticipation and jealousy at the same time.

When they finally wake him up, Tony's face scrunches in confusion until he sees what they've been doing with you. His eyes narrow as anger flashes across his features; then he smirks. "Well, if it wasn't for me," he says casually, "You wouldn't have all these new friends to play with." His gaze flickers briefly in your direction before returning to his crew of eager subordinates.

Tony smirks down at you, genuinely amused by the sight of your degradation. "I thought you might feel that way," he says softly, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "You know what I want, don't you?" He pauses for dramatic effect before adding, "I want all of you boys to take turns using this little slut here." His gaze sweeps over your body once more before finally coming to rest on your face. "Starting with our good friend here..." He motions toward one of the other men in the room and inclines his head in your direction. "You know what to do."

The older man's name is Leroy, and he's known among the group as quite a brute in bed. The sound of his lewd laughter fills the room as you continue to service him, your mouth working eagerly on his thick, meaty balls. You can feel him growing harder beneath your lips; soon enough, he'll be ready for what comes next.

Tony watches dispassionately from where he's sitting on the couch, taking another hit off a joint as he continues to survey the scene before him. He knows full well that if Leroy isn't satisfied with you tonight, there will be no shortage of other eager hands (and cocks) ready and waiting to take their turn at using you. The thought makes his chest tighten in a mixture of anger, possessiveness, and desire.

"C'mon," he mutters under his breath, "Do your job

Tony watches with growing excitement as Leroy face-fucks you and begins to roughly slam his cock down your throat. He loves the sight of you struggling helplessly beneath him, gagging and choking on his thick shaft as he takes what he wants without mercy. The sound of slapping skin against skin fills the room, mingling with the harsh wet noises coming from your throat as Leroy fucks your mouth.

As promised, the old man gives you a hard slap across the face, making you cough up a stream of vomit down his cock. He grins wickedly at your helpless state before thrusting his hips forward again, burying himself deeper in your throat. The room reeks of sweat and sex; it's almost intoxicating.

"Looks like this one might need some practice," he

Tony chuckles darkly as Leroy orders you to service his hairy ass next. It's not surprising; most men in this group enjoy playing both ways. He watches with interest as your tongue darts out, eagerly lapping at the crevice between the old man's cheeks before penetrating the tight ring of muscle that guards his hole. You work your way deeper, licking and sucking on Leroy's exposed puckered flesh with relish.

"Mmmm, that's it," he groans, arching his back as you tongue-fuck him. His hand comes down hard on your head, pushing you deeper onto his ass. "Take it all," he growls, the words vibrating against your lips and in your ears as he thrusts his hips forward again and again, grinding his ass against your face.

Tony can feel

The older man laughs gruffly as you obey his command, assuming a submissive position on all fours in front of him. His cock stands tall and proud, leaking pre-cum onto the carpet as he watches you eagerly. With practiced movements, he guides his thick shaft toward your waiting mouth; you obediently open wide, taking him deep into your throat once more.

Tony studies Leroy's expression intently. The man clearly enjoys seeing you like this: helpless and exposed, at the mercy of anyone who decides to use you. It ignites a fierce possessiveness within him, making it difficult for him to resist joining in on the fun himself. He grabs another joint from nearby, lighting it up before taking a long drag. As he exhales, his eyes meet yours across the room; there's a challenge in his gaze that

Tony laughs darkly at your display of eager submission, his eyes glinting with lust as he watches you take the old man's cock down your throat like a pro. The urge to claim you fully, to make you his and only his, grows stronger by the second. With one fluid motion, he's off the couch and standing before you, his hard cock straining against his pants as he takes Leroy's place between your lips. "That's it," he growls roughly, thrusting his hips forward and impaling himself on your tongue. "Suck my dick, you little slut."

The feel of his rough hands in your hair send shivers down your spine as he begins to pump his cock faster and harder into your mouth. You moan around him, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure straight through Leroy's body as

Tony pants roughly as he pulls his cock free of your mouth, then grabs your hair once more and forces you to look up at him. His eyes are dark with desire as he stares down at the limp form beneath him; with a growl, he tosses Leroy aside before bending over you roughly, positioning his achingly hard cock at your sore and gaping hole. "Time for some payback," he rasps hoarsely, and then pushes inside of you in one powerful thrust.

Your body jolts at the sensation; it's as if every nerve ending has been set aflame by his massive cock invading your tight hole. He begins to pound into you with brutal force, ignoring your grunts and gasps of pain as he focuses solely on his own pleasure. You feel like nothing more than an object to him now; something to

The men in the room cheer as they watch Tony fuck you senseless, taking what he wants with brutal force and relentless determination. Your body is nothing more than an extension of his own desires now, your hole designed solely for his enjoyment. The thought only serves to fuel him further; he thrusts harder and deeper, each powerful stroke driving him closer to the edge of sanity.

His rough hands grip your hips tightly as he begins to lose control, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally, with a primal cry that echoes through the room, he explodes deep inside you, filling your body with his hot seed. He collapses on top of you then, sweaty and panting, his weight pressing you into the floor as he takes what little remains of your dignity away with him.

Tony watches with dark satisfaction as you lie on the floor, your body still trembling from the aftereffects of his brutal fucking. The thought of bringing in a woman for all of them to share doesn't even cross his mind; right now, you are enough. You're his property, and he intends to keep it that way.

His gaze drifts over to one of the girls who occasionally hangs out with them: a pretty young thing named Laura. She's got long dark hair and big blue eyes that always seem to be filled with sadness. It's unlikely she'll ever say no to any of their advances, but there's something about her that makes him uneasy. He doesn't trust himself around her; he knows if he lets himself go too far, he might end up hurting her in ways from which she could never recover.

Maybe another time, he thinks,