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She was finally eighteen and dressed for her collar-and-keep-party. Dyna knelt next to the door and waited for her guests. The lace on the tiny skirt tickled her slender thighs, the cold metal of the leash held in her mouth reminded her of the purpose of the day, and the leather collar tight around her neck kept her young pussy wet.
Every man in her small town had the right to visit her and "try her out" to see if she was a good fit for their needs, desires, and perversions. The time spent waiting seemed to stretch on. Just before she felt like she might cry, the first group of men opened the door and walked in.
Mr. Garrison, Mr. Dodson, and Mr. Beck were three that she recognized immediately. The rest seemed familiar but she wasn't sure of their names. Her best friend's boyfriend trailed in behind the large group. Each had their cocks out and were stroking their hard rods while smiling down at the petite girl.
It wasn't long before Dyna's tight asshole was stretched obscenely around the fat cocks of the two oldest men. Her best friend's boyfriend was pounding his long cock deep into her soaking wet pussy. Another cock, massive in length and girth, was being shoved down her throat.
In each of her hands, she pumped a cock though she could not see them. Someone was sucking on one of her hard nipples while playing with her other petite breast with a calloused hand. She felt another push her feet together around a huge cock and start jerking off.
It wasn't long before each cock shot cum into her squirming body or onto her smooth skin.
However, there was little time for her to think or wonder if the men had enjoyed using her, as more replaced the men who came almost as fast as they pulled free of Dyna's tight holes and soft hands. For hours, she felt as if she were little more than a sleeve barely large enough to contain the cocks and cum filling it.
Dizzy and panting, the crowds slowly finished with her and cleared away until only one man remained in the room with her. As he took up her leash in his hand and pulled her gently, she followed. Crawling behind him and tired beyond any fatigue she had felt before, it took her a moment to realize what had happened.
"Oh! Oh, wow! The man who chose me! My new Master! It's my ex-boyfriend's dad! I always had a huge crush on Mr. Beck. I'm so glad using me made him happy enough to take my leash and keep me," she thought.
"Th...thank... thank you, Master. For choosing me."
"You're welcome, little slut. Been looking for something to train, breed, and turn into an obedient little human urinal. I think you'll do just fine."
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