It was a beautiful Sunday morning when Shelly got a text from her boyfriend, Michael. 

He wanted to go out somewhere special since it was their anniversary. 

Beaming, she got ready, taking a quick shower, fixing her makeup, making sure her long hair was perfect and flowing.

Shelly saw him pull over in his 1970’s VW wagon. It was still early but she was almost ready. She picked a cute pair of white lace panties and bra and was already pulling the zipper of a gorgeous orange sundress that accentuated her breasts and curves.

And the earrings. Gold rings with diamonds that he gave her a year back and matched the diamond piercing she had hanging over her bellybutton.

She rushed to the door to open it at the same time the bell rang.

Her jaw dropped and she brought her hands to her mouth. Michael was wearing jeans and a tight gray shirt that barely contained the muscles of his body. But the reason she almost audibly gasped was that he was also wearing the way too familiar vacant expression on his face. The one where his eyes were distant and empty of any thought.

And that’s when she saw Trevor, Michael’s half brother, getting out of the copilot seat on the van. He had that stupidly cute grin in his face. 

Shelly knew what was about to happen. And it sent a pleasant shiver up her body. 

She felt her face blush and she dropped her sight to the floor. 

Where Michale was tall and strong, his muscles showing in under his t-shirt. Trevor, had a lean frame He was elegant and sharp. Michael was a blunt object and he acted like one, but he was kind. 

Trevor on the other hand was mischievous and cunning. But still, hot in a completely different way. 

And he was also their Master. 

“Hello Shelly, happy anniversary.” He said taking her hand and kissing it 

Shelly tried not to show her fearful excitement, “Master, I was not expecting you to join us.”

Trevor reached inside his suit and showed her a strip of pink leather with diamonds that spelled “SLUT” and a metal ring. Her collar. 

It was going to be one of those dates. Shelly presented her neck and moaned as he strapped it around her neck. 

“When my brother told me about it,” Trevor said, caressing her neck and under her chin, “I just could not help but offer to help out. To invite the two of you somewhere fancy.” Then he looked into her eyes and pulled out his camera to take a picture of her wearing her collar.

“And document your beautiful day together, my love.” He said kissing her hand once again as he took a step back with his wide sunshine smile.

“That means…” Shelly said shaking in excitement.

“Let’s find a proper place first.” Trevor turned and walked back to the van. 

He got in the back seat and Michael got on the driver seat. While Shelly went as co-pilot. 

“It’s amazing what he can do under, don’t you think” her Master said. 

Shelly clasped the hem of her dress, she wasn’t sure her choice of underwear would please her master.

“That- That’s because you have been diligent in our training, Master.” Shelly said.

Trevor got behind her and lifted her face, one hand hugged her from behind and cupped her breasts.

“Thank you, pet.” He said and kissed her cheek.

Shelly enjoyed the feeling of his fingers massaging her breasts through the fabric, closing her eyes and moaning as he pinched her nipples.

“This is perfect Michael, could you pull over and turn off the car?” Trevor said and leaned back, leaving Shelly horny and gasping for more.

She tried to compose herself, but it was almost impossible, knowing what was about to happen.

Trevor knelt down and pulled out a digital camera. “Ready?” He said and opened the door of the van.

It was a hidden away spot by the forest, but still next to the road.

“Michael, could you take off your clothes?” Trevor said as he fiddled with the camera.

Shelly’s boyfriend did as ordered, pulling over his t-shirt showing his muscles. Then he took off his pants and underwear, standing completely naked by the road.

“That’s perfect.” Trevor said taking a picture of his half brother naked and with his cock half erect.

“Shelly, would you please take off your pretty dress? we would not like it to get dirty, don’t you think?” He helped her get down from the van.

Shelly nodded but looked around.

“Now, now I think we are long past modesty since you asked me to record it the first time, don’t you think?”

Shelly looked down to the floor, her face beet red, she pulled up her dress, standing only on the special lingerie that she choose specifically for Michael.

“That is lovely,” He said and took a picture of her. “Would you please help my brother get hard?”

Shelly got on a squat position next to the van, her hand fixing her hair behind her ear. She licked her lips in anticipation and leaned forward, touching her boyfriend’s cock delicately with her lips. A sweet kiss. She looked up at him, his eyes were still vacant but his cock twitched. She kissed the tip, the underside. Breathing in his musk. Fuck, she moaned as she leaned to kiss his cock on the base, just above his balls. She inhaled him, the smell making her increasingly horny.

She let his cock rest against her face as she licked between the balls, she felt him get harder. She looked up and saw him twitch, he was enjoying this even if his face didn’t show it. Shelly smiled.

Finally she brought her red lips over the cock and opened her mouth wide. Sliding his whole girth inside her mouth, all the way back. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

Michael might have been under, but that didn’t mean he was unresponsive. It was as if he was in an automatic setting. He thrusted his hips as he began to fuck her throat.

Shelly recovered enough to open her eyes and look to the side, Trevor was recording them. She tried to muster a smile but Michael’s thrusts were going harder and faster.

It had taken Trevor such little effort to make her enjoy blowjobs. To crave them even. To take pleasure and satisfaction of her lovers cock violating her mouth.

It was oh so pleasant and such an invasive feeling that her mind shut down after a few strokes of their cocks rubbed her lips and tongue. She had become addicted to their smell, to their shape. To their pleasure.

And she loved every second of it.

She loved to be used.

She loved being useful.

She was his pornstar after all. Their pornstar.

Michael was her co-star. Trevor was her director, her Master.

“Fuck” She said, or at least she tried, with her mouth full and mind shutting down. She groaned as her hands drifted to her soaking panties and started to rub her clit.

Frustration got the better of her. Her hand shoved the fabric to the side so that she could flick herself with her middle finger. Letting her juices, her drool and her lub, drip to the pavement.

Trevor got close to her. Somewhere inside her mind she knew what to do, without loosing her grip on Michael’s thick cock, nor stopping the movement of her head, she winked at the camera.

Her Master smiled.

Michael tensed and let go a soft grunt. Shelly knew what that meant. He was about to cum. She prepared herself.

“That’s good enough” He said “Let’s get to the main event.”

Shelly nodded, still with Michael’s cock in her mouth. She was barely conscious, her eyes rolling back in her head, drool and precum falling down to her breasts.

“Take that off,” Trevor said pointing to her breasts. Shelly complied and pulled down the white lace. She reached behind her, but Trevor went ahead and helped her. He bra fell to the floor. She grabbed her pink, erect nipples and presented them to the camera, “perfect.” Trevor said.

A shiver went up her spine.

Michael grunted once more. He wanted to cum. But he didn’t have permission.

“Now the rest” Trevor said.

Shelly didn’t stop. With her mouth engulfing her boyfriend she reached to the side of her panties and pulled down with her thumbs. Trevor got the erotic movement on camera. She swayed her hips and arched her back as she showed her the camera, and her Master, her shaved pussy.

She looked up. Michael was tensing up, he banged his head on the van and blinked. She catches a glimpse of her consciousness peer from the fog and she freaked out.

“Relax.” Trevor said running a finger down her back and resting it on the crack of her ass. “Youu know what to do.”

Shelly knew, her hand went up Michel’s chest and slid down a finger, he followed and dropped as her finger reached his groin.

“Good girl,” Trevor said and caressed her ass.

Shelly moaned.

“Ready?” He asked.

Shelly nodded.

Trevor pulled out his cock.

“Michael, cum on your girlfriend.” He said as his cock landed in the middle of her ass.

Michael pulled out of Shelly’s mouth. She groaned with dissatisfaction.

But as soon as he was out, he began to shoot. His cum covered her face, it landed on her mouth, coated her lips and dripped to her tits.

He grunted and gasped, thrusting his hips without touching his cock.

He threw his head back and relaxed.

“Good boy.” Trevor said, “now film us as I fuck your girlfriend, my slave.” His hand slid over her side, he groped her naked tits, coating them with cum.

He kept going up. Grabbing her neck.

Michael took the camera and kept filming. His half brother made his girlfriend bend upwards with his hands, standing on tiptoes as his fingers slid between her lips.

Shelly licked the cum off them. She was shaking. Her eyes filled with lust and expectation. She couldn’t wait anymore.

“Please, please, please,” She said as Trevor’s fingers left her mouth.

“Please?” He whispered into her ear, “Please what?”

“Please Master,” her whole body quivered, “Please fuck me, please fuck your slave.”

“Is that what you are Shelly?” He said as he rubbed his cock against her ass.

“I’m whatever you want me to be Master.” Shelly whimpered with his hand on her throat, “I’m your slave, I’m your pornstar, I’m your whore…”

“What about my girlfriend?” He said placing the tip between her pussy folds. She tried to push herself down, but he didn’t let her.

“Anything but that, Master” She said meekly, looking at Michael.

“You said anything…” His other hand played with her nipples.

“Please, anything but-”

Then he pushed himself on her, ramming her against the van, her feet barely touching the ground.

“Anything Master!” She moaned.

“Anything.” He said thrusting his cock inside her.

“I’m anything you want.” Shelly yelled.

A car honked on the distance.

“You don’t have to break up with him.” He whispered in her.

“I just want you to be mine. I want you to surrender your whole self to me.” Trevor told her.

“I am yours Master.” Shelly moaned, her face contorted in ecstasy. Half of her body feeling the cold metal of the van.

“I am your toy, your whore, your anything.”

“Say it.”

“I can’t.” Shelly whimpered.

“I won’t let you cum.” He said.

“I can’t Master,” Shelly begged, “I am yours, but I am his. I want you as much as I want him. Please let me cum, please keep fucking me. Please let me fuck him.”

“Good girl.” Trevor told her so close only she could hear.

And she came.

That was her reward, her trigger.

Her eyes rolled back as her pussy and her whole body convulsed as she cried in pleasure.

Trevor grunted, he was ready, he thrusted as deep as he could and released his seed.

He panted as he kept Shelly in the same position against the van. Her body limp.

He hugged her.

“You did a great job today.” He said and kissed her cheek.

She closed her eyes and smiled.

Shelly slid down to the ground. Barely conscious. Panting. Sweating and covered in cum.

“Clean us.” He said.

Michael was hard again. And ready to cum.

Shelly kissed both of the cocks lovingly, cleaning them. Her boyfriend came a second time on her face, getting it into her hair.

Trevor gave her a kind smile. “You look lovely. Radiant.” He said.

“Thank you, Master.” She said with a loving smile and kissed both of their cocks once again.

Trevor helped her up and gave her a towel to clean herself from the dirt. Then he handed her pristine white dress back.

Shelly looked around. “Master? She said. It was only her dress.

“Wear it like that.” He said with that devilish smile.

She turned red.

“Yes, Master.”

“Get dressed, Michael.” He said and handed his half brother his clothes, “And back on the van.”

Michale reached for the driver’s door.

“Wait,” Trevor said, “Get on the back.”

Trevor climbed on the driver’s seat. Shelly next to him.

Mostly it was a silent ride. Her master’s hand rested on her leg most of the way.

Then he pulled over and got off, opening the back door and hers.

Michael was wearing a more formal white shirt that was still a bit too tight, black pants and polished black shoes.

Shelly took Trevor’s hand and climbed out.

Trevor snapped his fingers and Michael woke up.

“Happy anniversary,” He said and hugged the young couple. “Have fun tonight, call me when you are done.”

“Thanks bro.” Michael said with the goofy smile Shelly fell in love with, “Will do. And thanks for the reservation and driving us. I will find a way to repay you.”

Trevor shook his head, “Don’t worry about that.”

The two brothers broke their embrace and Michael walked to the restaurant ahead, Shelly tried to follow.

“Shelly,” Trevor said without letting go of her hand.

She looked over her shoulder to make sure Michael was out of hearing range, “Yes, Master?” She said with a quiet voice.

“I will pick you up after you are done, send me a pic from the bathroom and give him something to remember.”

He said and winked.

Shelly walked ahead.

Trevor snapped his fingers. “Oh, and I almost forgot. You have my permission to cum.”

Shelly felt her legs buckle.

“Thank you, Master.”

“You’re welcome, love.” Trevor winked and drove away, waiting for his slaves to call.