The house was stiflingly hot, the kind of humid summer afternoon where the air just feels thick and heavy. The family had gone to the beach, supposedly leaving the house empty for the whole day. I took advantage of the solitude, closing the blinds and pulling on a pair of headphones. I was lying back on the living room couch, pants around my ankles, my hand wrapped around my cock while the pegging porn on the TV played at a volume meant only for me. I was getting into it, imagining what it would feel like to be on the receiving end of that kind of domination, my hips bucking slightly as I watched the woman use the strap-on on the guy.

I didn't hear the front door open. I didn't hear the wet slap of flip-flops on the floor until it was too late. The sound of voices drifted in, along with the distinct smell of saltwater and coconut sunscreen.

I yanked my headphones off, spinning my head around just in time to see the front door open. My girlfriend’s younger sister, Jenna, walked in first, dripping wet, her hair plastered to her face. She was followed by two of her friends, looking equally flushed from the heat. They stopped dead in their tracks, staring at me with wide, shocked eyes.

"Wait, you're back?" I stammered, trying to cover myself, but it was too late. They burst out laughing.

"Look at this," one of the girls said, pulling out her phone and snapping a picture of me with my pants down and my hand still on my dick. "Send this to the group chat immediately."

"Okay, we're not going to leave you alone with this," Jenna said, her eyes glinting with a mischievous light. She looked at the TV, then back at me. "We want to watch. And help."

Before I could protest or say anything, they grabbed my arms and dragged me down the hall to my bedroom. They shoved me onto the bed and pulled a silk scarf from Jenna’s bag. I didn't resist as they tied my wrists to the headboard. I made sure to keep my legs free, but my arms were pinned tight, leaving me completely exposed and helpless.

They surrounded the bed, looking down at me with hungry smiles. "Okay, let's get started," Jenna said. She turned and walked out of the room. A moment later, she returned, holding a massive, thick dildo that looked intimidating even next to my own erection.

"Jenna, that's huge," I whispered.

"Perfect for you," she said, climbing onto the bed and straddling my chest. She lubed up the toy and pressed it against my lips. "Open up."

I took it, the rubber taste filling my mouth. Then, she flipped me onto my stomach. "Up on your knees," she ordered.

I obeyed, getting on my hands and knees. Jenna lubed up the toy again, then pressed it against my entrance. It was a lot to take, but the lube helped. As she pushed it in, the feeling was intense, a stretching sensation that bordered on the painful, a feeling of being completely filled and split open. It was a "birth" sensation in reverse, the way she was forcing her way inside me, claiming my body. I grunted, my muscles clenching around the thick shaft.

She started thrusting, slow and deliberate at first, then faster. The other two girls held me down by my shoulders, their hands digging into my skin, watching my face contort with pleasure and pain. It felt incredibly hot to be dominated like this, to be used by three gorgeous girls, especially Jenna, who was now taking charge.

After a few minutes, they flipped me back onto my back. This time, Jenna and Lily positioned themselves on either side of my face. "Lick us," Taylor said, climbing on top of me and lowering her wet pussy until it was inches from my mouth.

I reached out and ran my tongue over Taylor's slick folds, tasting the salt from the ocean and the sweet musk of her arousal. She gasped, grinding down against my face, her hips rocking rhythmically as she took my mouth. Then I did the same to Lily, eager to please them. They took turns riding my face, their moans filling the room, their juices dripping down my chin and neck. It was a dizzying, overwhelming experience, being used as a seat by three gorgeous girls while I was tied down and helpless.

After a few minutes of this, Jenna climbed off me and stood at the foot of the bed. She looked down at my straining erection, which was trapped between my legs, twitching and leaking precum. "Look at that," she sneered with a smirk. "He's hard, but he's not touching himself. He's pathetic."

She grabbed the massive dildo she had brought in earlier. "He can only cum like a girl," she commanded, lubing up the toy again. "No touching his little dick. He has to cum from the dildo alone. And he has to swallow every drop."

The thought of it was humiliating. I was tied to the headboard, my arms pulled tight, unable to stroke myself to completion. All I could do was take the dildo and the face riding, relying entirely on the girls to get me off.

"Come on then," Taylor said, sitting back on my chest and spreading her legs wide. "Cum for us."

Jenna positioned herself behind me, spreading my cheeks. "This is going to feel like a birth," she whispered. "I'm going to take you."

She pressed the thick head of the dildo against my entrance. It was a lot to take, especially after I had already been stretched out. I grunted, my muscles clenching as she pushed it in. It felt incredible—the way it stretched me, the way it filled me completely. It was a "birth" feeling in reverse, the way she was forcing her way inside me, claiming my body. I groaned, my head falling back against the pillows, my legs kicking out involuntarily.

She started thrusting, slow and deep, hitting a spot inside me that made my eyes roll back. The other two girls watched, their fingers tracing the lines of my body, enjoying the show. The humiliation of being dominated like this, of having to beg them to let me cum, only made it hotter. I was their toy, their plaything, and I loved it.

"Yes," I whimpered. "Please, I'm going to cum."

"Do it," Lily said, leaning down and kissing my neck. "Cum from the dildo alone."

I squeezed my eyes shut, focusing entirely on the sensation of the dildo hitting that perfect spot. The pressure built up deep inside me, a wave of pleasure that had nothing to do with my cock. I couldn't touch myself, couldn't stroke my dick, I had to rely entirely on the dildo and their words. I felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so... girly.

They grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs up, holding them over my head while I was on my back. M hole was still glistening with lube, and my cock was an inch from my mouth.

"Look at you," she laughed, running her hand through my hair. "You're completely helpless."

Taylor and Lily held my legs steady, keeping them locked above my head in a painful but incredibly erotic scissor position. My face was right there, inches away from the tip of my own cock, the sight of it making me even harder.

Jenna, still holding the massive dildo, climbed onto the bed and positioned herself behind me. "Okay, slut," she said, pressing the tip against my entrance. "We're going to finish you off. You're going to cum like a girl, and you're going to swallow every drop."

"Yes," I whimpered. "I'm going to cum."

"Do it!" Taylor yelled.

I let out a long, shuddering moan as my body convulsed. I didn't just shoot; I exploded. Jet after jet of hot, thick cum shot out of me, arcing through the air and landing directly in my open mouth because of the angle. It was a ton of cum, flooding my mouth, the taste salty and overpowering.

I swallowed it down, obeying their command, the humiliation of eating my own load while my legs were held over my head making it even hotter. Jenna pulled out the dildo, leaving me gasping and spent, my body covered in sweat and my mouth full of my own release.