The ganging of a drunk babysitter

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I downed the last of the wine that I had been drinking all night.

I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing this as I was the babysitter and I had responsibilities, this was my job. But Jonathan was all tucked up so why shouldn’t I have a little fun? I was eighteen years old.

When Mr and Mrs Jones got home, I would just throw out the bottle and chew some gum to disguise the drink on my breath. Then all would be well with the world. I laid down the bottle of wine and then began to drift off...

When I woke up Mr and Mrs Jones were standing over me, and Mr Jones had the empty wine bottle in his hand. If looks could kill, my heart would have stopped beating right there and then.

“We were paying you to look after Jonathan”, said Mrs Jones, “and you spend the night getting drunk. What kind of a person are you?”

“I…um…” I tried to stand up, but I was too drunk. Fuck, they had me, they knew I had gotten drunk on the job.

“This is not acceptable Julie”, said Mr Jones, “you will have to be taught a lesson.”

“I know”, said his wife, “phone up your friends.”

“That’s a very good idea.” He took out his phone and began to tap the screen. I wasn’t sure what was going on. Why would he need to involve any of his friends in this?

“Look”, I said, “just give me my money and I’ll be out of here.”

“Your money?” Replied Mrs Jones incredulous. “Oh no, you won’t be getting any money, and you won’t be going anywhere. You will stay here and take your punishment.”

I slumped back on the couch, I couldn’t be bothered arguing. I was so drunk that I dropped off again.

When I woke up again I saw that the Jones’ had been joined by three men, men who were big and tough and strong looking. Something about the situation made me spring up to full attention.

“What is going on here?”

“We’ve had a bit of trouble with babysitters in the past”, said Mrs Jones, “so we needed to come up with a way to punish them in order to teach them a lesson. What we came up with was to make sure that they got a good gangbang.

You see Mr Jones and I are swingers. I love to spread my legs and get a good deep fucking from multiple guys one after the other.  The gangbangs can get really rough-which is how I like it-and it occurred to us that any girl that needs to be taught a lesson could be subjected to a punishment gangbang that they would never forget. What do you think of that Julie? I bet you’ve only ever been fucked by college guys. I think it’s time for the real thing.”