Marcus led Elena from the booth once the last man had finished, his hand gripping her arm as he guided her through the back exit and into the waiting van without a word. The drive to Victor’s alley was silent, the night air thick with the scent of damp concrete and rot as he pulled up to the shadowed heap of trash bags and discarded crates. He opened the door, pushing her out onto the filthy ground. “There you are, girl. Victor will be along soon enough.”

Elena’s body ached with lingering heat, her swollen cunt still slick and throbbing from the anonymous thrusts. Alone in the dark, she sank onto the trash heap, spreading her thighs wide as her fingers found her puffy folds, rubbing circles over her clit with desperate need, the wet sounds mixing with her soft moans while juices coated her hand.

Victor’s footsteps echoed before his voice cut through the alley. “Stop touching that ugly cunt right now, Elena. I didn’t say you could play with it.” She froze, heart racing, as he loomed over her. “Listen close—I want you lying flat on this ground while men come by to shove their cocks into your pussy, one after another, using your filthy hole like the trash it is. You’ll take every one of them, and you’ll thank them for it.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement, arousal spiking at the command as fresh wetness leaked from her. “I want that. I need to be used like this, exposed and fucked in the dirt where anyone can see how pathetic my cunt is.”

He nodded once, stepping back into the shadows. Soon the first man approached, unzipping as he knelt between her spread legs. “Fuck, look at this mess,” he muttered, driving his cock into her without preamble. Elena gasped, clenching around him as he thrust deep, the rough ground scraping her back while pleasure built with each punishing stroke. More men followed in quick succession, their cocks filling her stretched pussy one after another—thick, thin, rough hands slapping her marked thighs—as they grunted their contempt. “This hole’s nasty as hell, but it’s warm,” one growled, pounding harder. “Ugly little cunt deserves every inch,” another added, spilling inside her while she moaned in eager submission, her body welcoming the endless parade with slick, needy spasms that left her trembling and dripping.

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