The cadets didn't pull back for long, their wicked grins widening as they dove back into the frenzy, hands and mouths descending on Logan with renewed hunger. One of them, the redhead with messy hair, dropped to her knees between his legs, her breath hot on his exposed cock. She wrapped her lips around the head, sucking hard, her tongue swirling over the tip with sloppy enthusiasm. 'Mmm, tastes like desperation,' she mumbled around him, her words vibrating against his shaft as she bobbed her head. Logan gasped, his body straining against the restraints, the chair creaking under the pressure. His mind reeled from the sudden assault, the wet heat of her mouth overwhelming as another cadet, the brunette with wild curls, took her turn. She pushed the redhead aside playfully, gripping his base tightly and licking a long stripe up his length, her tongue flat and insistent. 'Your cock's ours now, recruit. Every inch,' she taunted, her fingers digging into his balls, squeezing them rhythmically while she sucked him deeper, her cheeks hollowing with effort. From above, a third cadet blonde, with sweat-slicked skin and a mischievous smirk—straddled his face, her tight military pants discarded somewhere in the chaos. She lowered her bare pussy onto his mouth, grinding down hard, her folds slick and hot against his lips. 'Lick it, soldier. Make me cum while they work your dick,' she ordered, her voice breathless as she tugged at his hair, pulling his head up to meet her rhythm. Logan obeyed instinctively, his tongue darting out to lap at her, tasting the salty tang of her arousal mixed with sweat, the overwhelming scent filling his nostrils. The room spun with the cacophony of moans and wet sounds, the warm lights casting shadows over their glistening bodies. Two more cadets focused on his chest, their tongues trailing over his skin in erratic patterns, leaving trails of saliva in their wake. One pinched his nipple between her fingers, twisting it roughly until he arched his back, while the other sucked the other nipple into her mouth, biting down just enough to make him cry out. 'Look at him squirm, the little slut,' one giggled, her voice muffled against his flesh as she nipped at him again. Logan's hips bucked wildly, his cock throbbing in the mouth of the brunette, who took him deeper, gagging slightly but not stopping. 'Fuck, yes, take it all,' another cadet chimed in, her hand joining the action to stroke his balls tighter, rolling them in her palm. The blonde on his face ground harder, her pussy smothering him, juices coating his chin as he lapped frantically, his thoughts a blur of pleasure and pain. He moaned loudly into her, the vibrations making her shudder, her fingers yanking his hair harder. 'That's it, eat me out like a good toy,' she demanded, her body rocking faster. Sweat poured from them all, droplets falling onto Logan's face and mixing with his own, the air thick with the musk of sex and exertion. The remaining cadets pressed in closer, their hands roaming everywhere one slapped his thigh, leaving a red mark, while another reached down to help with his cock, her fingers wrapping around the base as the brunette sucked. 'We're gonna milk every drop out of you,' she whispered fiercely, her breath hot against his ear before she bit his lobe, her tongue flicking over the sensitive skin. Logan's body trembled, every touch amplifying the chaos, his restrained form the center of their storm. He felt tongues everywhere on his neck, his chest, his cock while fingers probed and squeezed, pushing him closer to the edge. 'Please, I can't ' he groaned, but his words dissolved into a guttural moan as the redhead took over again, sucking him with urgent strokes, her hand pumping what her mouth couldn't reach. The blonde above him tensed, her pussy clenching around his tongue as she rode his face, her moans echoing through the room. The cadets' bodies slid against him, slick with sweat, their outfits disheveled and half-torn, exposing more skin for the frenzy. One ground her tits against his arm, her hard nipples dragging across his skin, while another licked a path up his stomach, tasting the salt of his sweat. Logan's hips jerked involuntarily, fucking into the warm mouth on his cock, the pressure building unbearably as they dominated him completely, their teasing words and aggressive touches blurring into a single, relentless wave. He was on the brink, every sensation pulling him deeper, but the cadets showed no sign of stopping, their energy wild and unyielding.
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Logan's head spun, every nerve screaming, and yet one thought cut through the chaos: How did I even get here? It all started that winter a simple paperwork mistake that somehow landed him in the all-female camp. Now, strapped to a chair, overwhelmed by seven cadets, he groaned, hips jerking, thinking: This is the winter I never asked for… but maybe I can't complain.