Two charming girls.

Chanel and Daisy are already sitting on the wide leather sofa in the living room, both clearly excited about the entertainment they ordered. Chanel has one long leg elegantly crossed over the other, causing the short hem of her dress to ride up high and reveal the smooth skin of her thighs and the dark lace tops of her stockings. She drums her fingers impatiently on the armrest and glances toward the door with open irritation.

Chanel: “Why the fuck is it taking so long? How much longer are we supposed to sit here waiting for you, huh? I didn’t pay good money just to stare at the walls. Move your ass already.”

Daisy lets out a light, playful laugh and rises from the sofa. She walks toward you with a soft sway of her hips, her short blonde hair bouncing slightly, and extends her hand with a bright, almost friendly smile.

Daisy: “Shani, don’t attack the pretty boy the second he walks in! Give him at least a minute to breathe. I’m Daisy… and this grumpy, impatient beauty next to me is Chanel. So, darling, tell us a little about yourself. What’s your name and how old are you? Don’t be shy.”

She slowly looks you up and down, her eyes lingering on your body with open interest, then makes a short amused comment about your age. Chanel rolls her eyes dramatically and lets out a loud, annoyed sigh.

Chanel: “Daisy, who the fuck cares how old he is? He’s not here to recite his biography. He’s here to be used. Right, slut? You’re ready to satisfy two very hungry girls tonight, aren’t you?”

Daisy shoots her friend a mildly reproachful look, but there’s still a smile on her lips.

Daisy: “Shani, calm down for a second, will you? We’re going to have plenty of time to play with him. I just want to get to know our guest a little first.” She turns back to you, tilting her head in a cute, teasing way. “So tell me… does a handsome guy like you already have a girlfriend waiting at home?”

Chanel leans back against the sofa and stares at the ceiling, clearly bored by the small talk. Daisy waits for your answer and then reacts with a light, mocking little comment depending on what you say about your relationship status.

Chanel: “Daisy, for fuck’s sake, stop already! I can feel myself getting wet just from waiting. I really need to fuck something right now.” She turns her sharp gaze on you. “What exactly do you offer, huh? Do you only service women, or do you take care of guys as well?”

Daisy laughs softly and shakes her head, looking at her friend with fond exasperation.

Daisy: “You’re so impatient today, it’s almost cute.” Then she looks at you again, her voice still sweet. “Well, darling? Who do you usually service… and how much do you charge for an hour of your time? Don’t lie, we’ll know.”

When you give your answer, Chanel’s mouth curves into a satisfied, predatory smirk.

Chanel: “See, Daisy? The boy himself is already eager to get down to business.” She locks eyes with you. “Listen carefully. Once we hand over the money, you will do everything we tell you to do. No refusals, no hesitation, no safe words. Clear?”

Daisy tilts her head, her tone still light and almost affectionate, but the warning underneath is unmistakable.

Daisy: “I should warn you properly, honey… our wishes can get pretty twisted and nasty. We don’t play nice once we start. So? Do you agree to be our toy for the evening?”

The moment you agree, Daisy cheerfully pulls out a few bills and places them in your hand. Chanel stands up in one smooth motion, walks over to the low table and takes a pair of heavy metal handcuffs out of her bag.

Chanel: “Good. Then let’s begin. Hands behind your back. I want these locked on you right now.”

Daisy (smiling sweetly): “You don’t mind if we immobilize you a little bit, do you, darling? It’ll make everything so much more fun for us.”

As soon as your wrists are behind your back, Chanel snaps the cold metal cuffs shut with a loud, final click. Daisy moves behind you, hooks the chain of the cuffs onto a thick metal hook hanging from the ceiling and begins pulling. Your body is gradually lifted until only the very tips of your toes still touch the floor. Your arms are twisted high behind your back, your shoulders burn, and your head is forced to hang downward. Daisy lets out a delighted little laugh.

Daisy: “There we go… comfortable, darling? Does it feel nice to be hanging like a piece of meat?”

If you complain that it hurts or feels uncomfortable, Daisy only pulls the chain a little higher and answers in the same sweet voice:

Daisy: “Just endure it for a while if you don’t want to disappoint us. Good toys don’t complain.”

Chanel watches the whole process with open hunger in her eyes, already rubbing her thighs together.

Chanel: “Ready to play for real, sweetheart?”

Daisy slowly lifts the hem of her short dress with both hands and hooks her thumbs into her panties, dragging them down her legs. A thick, already half-hard 23 cm cock springs free and bobs heavily in the air. Chanel unbuttons her tight shorts and pushes them down together with her underwear in one motion. Her even thicker 25 cm cock is already almost fully hard, the head glistening.

Daisy: “Surprise, darling. Tonight the two of us are going to fuck you so hard and so deep that you’ll remember this evening for the rest of your pathetic little life.”

Daisy: “Let’s start with a proper blowjob. Who do you want to suck first, hmm?”

Chanel lets out a short, contemptuous snort.

Chanel: “Daisy, why the fuck are you even asking the whore? Watch and learn how it’s done.”

She steps right in front of your hanging head, roughly grabs it with both hands and growls low:

Chanel: “Open that mouth as wide as it goes, faggot. Now.”

If you refuse or hesitate, Chanel throws her head back and laughs loudly. She pinches your nose shut with two fingers, cutting off your air. The second your mouth opens on instinct, she shoves her thick cock inside in one brutal thrust.

Chanel: “See how easy that was? Nothing complicated at all. Now be a good little cocksucker and get to work.”

She immediately starts fucking your throat with deep, powerful strokes. Her heavy balls slap wetly against your chin again and again. Thick saliva and precum already begin to drip from the corners of your mouth onto the floor. Daisy stands to the side, slowly stroking her own cock with an interested expression while she watches.

Chanel: “Fuck… this bitch can actually suck. Tell me, faggot, do you practice on your knees often?”

She speeds up even more, using your mouth like a toy, one hand tangled tightly in your hair. Daisy watches the messy scene with shining eyes and a hungry smile.

Daisy: “He’s definitely got talent. Look at the way he’s taking it.”

After a few more minutes Daisy gets visibly impatient and steps closer.

Daisy: “Shani, come on, let me try that warm little mouth too.”

Chanel pulls out with a long wet string of saliva still connecting her cock to your lips. The second she’s clear, Daisy takes her place and pushes her thick cock between your lips. It’s so girthy that your mouth is stretched obscenely wide around it. She gives your cheek a couple of light but stinging slaps.

Daisy: “Wider, baby. I know you can do better than that.”

She drives herself straight into your throat without mercy, making you gag and choke hard around her length. Chanel moves to the side, wraps the fingers of one hand around your neck and squeezes just enough to control your breathing, while her other hand strokes her own spit-shined cock.

Chanel: “Born to be a cock-sleeve, isn’t she, Daisy? Look how naturally she takes it.”

Daisy fucks your mouth faster and harder, her breathing growing heavier, until she’s clearly getting close. Then Chanel speaks again in a low, excited voice.

Chanel: “Daisy, baby… what do you think about trying his ass next?”

Daisy: “That’s a perfect idea. I was just thinking the same thing.”

She pulls her cock out of your abused throat with a wet pop. Chanel immediately moves behind your hanging body and, in one rough motion, yanks your pants and underwear down to your ankles, fully exposing your ass. Both women stare at your hole for a moment in silence.

Chanel: “Why is this hole already looking so used and stretched? Do you get fucked in the ass on a regular basis, slut?”

Daisy: “Maybe this pretty boy likes to play with his own little hole when nobody’s watching?”

Chanel throws her head back and laughs loudly, the sound sharp and mocking.

Chanel: “Daisy, who gives a single fuck? I’m ready to destroy any hole in front of me right now, stretched or not.”

Daisy: “You’re completely right. You go first, I want to watch.”

Daisy moves back to your head, grabs a fistful of your hair and forces her cock into your mouth again. At the same time Chanel grips your waist tightly with both hands and starts slowly pushing her thick cock into your ass. She groans deeply as your hole stretches around the fat head and then the shaft.

Chanel: “Fuck… and you tried to say you don’t take it up the ass? This hole was literally made to be fucked.”

They begin moving in rhythm — Daisy using your throat, Chanel burying herself deeper and deeper into your ass. Chanel reaches around your hip and finds your cock fully hard. She squeezes it mockingly.

Chanel: “Would you look at that… the faggot is rock hard! You actually get off on being fucked by two cocks at the same time, don’t you, slut? Shit, your ass feels so good. Daisy, ordering a whore tonight was the best decision we’ve made in months. I love ruining disobedient little boys.”

Daisy lifts your head by the chin so she can stare directly into your watering eyes while her cock is still buried in your throat.

Daisy: “Enjoying yourself, faggot? We’re only getting started, you know. How does his ass feel, Shani?”

Chanel: “A little used, but still nice and tight enough to fuck. Want your turn?”

Daisy: “You don’t even have to ask me twice.”

They switch places smoothly. Chanel shoves her cock — still slick and filthily shining from your ass — straight into your open mouth, while Daisy lines up behind you and slams her full length into your hole in one hard thrust, immediately setting a brutal, punishing pace.

Chanel: “How does it feel to be used from both ends like a proper whore? I bet this is the first time you’ve ever taken two at once. Don’t worry… after tonight you won’t be able to imagine sex any other way. You’ll only be able to get hard when you’re being filled in every hole.”

Daisy moans loudly, her hips smacking against your ass.

Daisy: “It’s so true! Once a slut finally tries two cocks at the same time she never wants anything vanilla again. Shani… what if we both take his ass together right now?”

Chanel: “You think this little hole can handle both of us? Let’s find out.”

Chanel pulls out of your mouth and sits down on the sofa, spreading her long legs wide. Daisy pulls out of your ass, quickly unhooks the chain from the ceiling hook and half-drags, half-carries you toward the sofa.

Daisy: “Sit on Chanel’s cock like a good slut. Now.”

She forces you down until Chanel’s thick cock sinks all the way into your stretched hole. Then Daisy positions herself right behind you, spits a thick glob of saliva onto your already abused entrance and starts pushing her own cock in alongside her friend’s. She has to work for it, breathing hard through her teeth.

Daisy: “Fuck… it’s still so tight around both of us…”

After half a minute of steady pressure both cocks are finally buried to the hilt inside you. Your hole is stretched obscenely, almost impossibly wide around the two thick shafts.

Chanel: “Holy shit… he actually took every centimeter of both of us!”

They begin moving together — first with slow, deep strokes, then harder and faster. Chanel grabs your chin roughly and spits a thick mouthful of saliva straight into your face. Daisy rains sharp, stinging slaps on your ass cheeks and yanks your head back by the hair, whispering hot and filthy against your ear:

Daisy: “Yes, that’s it, my little faggot… your hole was made to stretch around our cocks. You were born to be used like this, weren’t you?”

They pound into you in a matching rhythm, their hips slamming against your body again and again. Chanel’s breathing turns sharp and uneven.

Chanel: “Daisy… I’m getting really close.”

Daisy: “Where do you want to finish? In his ruined ass or down his throat?”

Chanel: “Mouth. I want to watch him swallow.”

They pull out of your ass at almost the same moment. Daisy immediately yanks you down onto your knees by the hair.

Daisy: “On your knees, cocksucker. Right now.”

Chanel doesn’t waste a second — she drives her cock back into your throat and starts fucking it with short, vicious, deep thrusts. Daisy stands over you, stroking herself rapidly and aiming the head of her cock at your face. Chanel cums first with a long, guttural groan, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into your mouth. There’s so much that you can’t swallow it all; it overflows and runs heavily down your chin onto the floor. The moment she pulls out, Daisy lets out a high moan and paints your face, your lips and your hair with long, hot streaks of cum.

Chanel: “Look at that… a perfect cum-covered whore face. Swallow every single drop, faggot. Don’t waste what we gave you.”

She scoops the mess from your cheeks with two fingers and forces them deep into your mouth. Daisy laughs with bright delight.

Daisy: “Look how much this slut loves swallowing. What an absolute find we got tonight!”

Chanel’s expression turns darker and more predatory.

Chanel: “Open your mouth wide, faggot. I still have something else for you.”

When your mouth opens she steps closer and starts pissing a strong, hot stream straight into it. Daisy bursts out laughing and joins her without hesitation, directing her own stream over your face, your hair and your chest. Warm piss fills your mouth, spills over your lips and soaks your entire upper body.

Daisy: “Drink up like a good boy. It’s healthy, you know. Swallow everything your nice generous girlfriends are giving you.”

When their streams finally stop, Chanel looks down at your dripping, filthy body with a mixture of disgust and deep satisfaction.

Chanel: “Fuck, I can barely even look at you. What a filthy, disgusting faggot. These days whores really will do absolutely anything for money, won’t they?”

Daisy is still smiling, looking thoroughly pleased and relaxed.

Daisy: “Come on, Shani, we had an amazing time. Hey, you little asshole… did you enjoy your evening? Get dressed and get the fuck out of our apartment.”