Melissa Ch9 - Tit Torturing the Family Whore
by NiteWriter
(July 2004)
Melissa's husband is told what she's been doing. As a result of her depraved behavior, even though forced by Dan, she ends up sadistically tit-tortured and severely abused more than she's ever experienced before.(mmmmmmmmf,oral,anal,humil,tort,S&M,piercing,inter,incest)
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While Melissa was thoroughly engrossed in her ass eating activities, Dan filled
her husband in on everything that she had done over the past week. He told him
about her first night when she was brutally tortured and then how she became a
whore at the office for her boss. Dan even explained how her friend Susan was
involved. He told the story of how they spent a whole evening in their basement
being gangraped and abused by a group of men and about the evening at mall in
the men's rest room. Of course Dan didn't include that she had been forced into
this depraved behavior to satisfy his revenge against her uppity smug behavior.
He wanted her husband to think that she enjoyed being a whore and a pain slut.
After hearing what she had done for more than a week now, Melissa's husband was
pretty pissed off. He actually became more than anxious to join in with the
abuse of his wife, if for no other reason than to punish her for cheating on
him.
Melissa was still sitting on the floor, inspecting her breasts for any permanent
damage. Thinking her ordeal was finally over; she slumped against the sofa
totally exhausted. But unfortunately, Dan and her husband had other plans. At
least Dan did. And now that her husband knew the perverted things she had done,
he did too.
Both men began attaching two wooden tit presses to each of her breasts.
Dan always had an assortment of toys and devices with him. Ever since the first
day abusing Melissa, his main purpose was inflicting as much pain and
humiliation on her as possible. Today appeared to be the best set up imaginable.
She was anally gangraped, forced to eat the asses of two black men, and brutally
tit-tortured in front of her husband and son. And now there was more to come. As
Dan had said many times, her life, as a happily married stuck up bitch, was
over. No more would she have that "look at how pretty I am, but stay the fuck
away" attitude. Her hot knockout body was now purely for the enjoyment of men.
And what better scenario could there be, but to have her husband and son joining
in. All the humiliation she had dished out over the years was finally coming
back to her.
The tit presses that Dan and her husband were attaching were interesting looking
devices. Each one was constructed of two rounded dowels an inch thick and
connected by two bolts to squeeze the dowels together. The unusual part about
this one is that each dowel had four two-inch needle-like spikes, which would
obviously pierce Melissa's breasts from the top and bottom and firmly dig into
her tits. When Melissa saw the sharp needles she began begging.
"Oh my God NOOOO!!!... Please NOOOO!!!!.... Don't!!!! Please!!!!"
Dan and Melissa's husband ignored her protests and took their time positioning
the presses over her breasts. They located them, not against her chest, but
roughly centered on her tits a couple inches past the safety pins that were
hanging around the outer portion of her flesh. They began tightening them until
they stayed in place.
"OOOOOUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........." Melissa screamed
as the spikes punctured her breasts, causing so much pain that she didn't know
if she could handle the torture much longer.
Both Dan and Melissa's husband stopped momentarily to enjoy their cruel sadistic
behavior and the discomfort that they had just inflicted upon her. They watched
and admired her full-impaled breasts bulging through the wooden presses and how
the safety pins started to become more taut within her flesh.
"You gotta gorgeous wife," Dan remarked. "I love seeing her tits so abused."
"Yeah, she is a pretty thing isn't she?" her husband answered. "But after what
I've seen today I could give a fuck. She's a disgusting piece of shit. As far as
I'm concerned she deserves this."
Again her husband's words cut right through her heart. It was becoming more and
more obvious that she WAS nothing more than fuckmeat to them. Her pretty body
was a mere amusement. She could see that her pain and suffering was pleasing
them.
"I'll bet that really fuckin' hurts," Dan added, patting Melissa on the cheek,
which only confirmed that she was nothing more than a toy to be abused.
Tears were pouring from her eyes, as both men began tightening the bolts more
and more, squeezing her tits roughly at midpoint and literally crushing them in
half.
"Stop Please!!!...," she begged. "It hurts... it hurts."
Her breasts were bulging out. As they became deformed between the dowels, and
the two men continued twisting the screws, more and more of her breast meat was
forced outward. The pressure produced from flattening her tits so much, actually
caused her nipples to expand and put additional strain on the safety pins.
"Please!!!... Please!!!... My breasts...." Melissa was whimpering louder, as her
nipples hurt and the metal pins pinched her flesh more severely.
Once the outer portion of her tits stood out from her chest like two massive
balloons, Melissa's hands were tied behind her back and she was ordered to lie
on the coffee table. She didn't know who did it or when it was done, but one of
these guys had taken the large hook from a plant hanger and screwed it into the
ceiling over the table. There were two long chains, like a dog leash type,
hanging from that hook. She was getting scared, as she contemplated what they
had in mind.
"What are going to do to me?" she asked.
"Watch this," Dan uttered to Melissa's husband totally ignoring anything that
his wife was saying. "She deserves being treated like a whore for what she did
to you."
Dan attached the clips that were at the end of each chain to a small hook on the
top of each tit press. The chains were just the right length to reach Melissa's
breasts.
"No,... No,.... Noooooo,..." Melissa begged and pleaded. "Please don't!!! No
more please!!!"
"You just don't seem to understand that you're nothing more than a fuckin'
whore, a slut, and a slave for us to use, do you?" Dan asked getting mad that
she would even question much less beg them to stop.
Melissa started crying profusely, becoming frantic because of what they were
about to do.
Once the dangling chains were attached to the presses on Melissa's severely
crushed tits, Dan kicked the table out from underneath her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She screamed at the top of her lungs, until she ran out of breath, as her feet
hit the floor and the rest of her body hung by her tits. The sudden force caused
Melissa to bounce on the chains with her breasts absorbing her full weight. The
sharp needle-like spikes dug into her breasts even more, as they held her body
dangling by her bulging mounds.
Dan quickly shoved a ball gag in her mouth to muffle the screaming. Her breasts
were being yanked outward from her chest, as the wooded presses supported all
the weight of her upper body. Her tit flesh below the devices was elongating
from her chest. The swollen flesh above them was bulging to the point that the
safety pins were straining within her tightly stretched skin.
As the seconds ticked by, her engorged breasts slowly started turning purple.
Melissa was whimpering into the gag, completely helpless to do anything but
endure the pain, until her tormentors decided to let her go.
"Fuck!!!, look at her tits. They're so swollen." Melissa's husband commented.
"I've never seen a bitch take so much abuse."
"Kind of fun having a whore wife, don't you think?" Dan asked, knowing that
Melissa's husband apparently enjoyed seeing his wife like this.
"Damn, my cock is hard just watching." Melissa couldn't believe she heard that
come from her husband.
"Why don't you make her suck it? Fuck her throat," Dan added. "Has she ever done
that for you before?"
"Are you kidding," her hubby answered back. "She's always been a stuck up bitch.
I'm beginning to really like what you're doing to her."
Melissa's husband strolled up to her head and unfastened the ball gag. Then,
looking over the top of her head, she watched as her husband unbuckled his pants
and dropped them to the floor. His cock was rock hard, as he gripped it and
jerked it couple times.
"I've always wanted to see that pretty face buried in my crotch and swallowing
my cock," he told his wife. "Guess you don't have much choice now, huh baby?"
Melissa didn't even attempt resisting. She opened her lips and her husband
stuffed his rigid shaft into her mouth. Then holding her head he forced it down
her throat. "Oh Fuck!!!!....," he moaned out. "What a throat. I can't believe
it's my wife... my wife the dirty fuckin' whore."
After his immediate enjoyment of stuffing Melissa's mouth, he began moving his
hips and fucking her throat. She gagged, choked, and drooled over herself while
he rammed it in and out countless times. Throughout her forced blowjob she was
bouncing on the chains, as she was still dangling by her breasts. And it hurt so
much feeling them yanked into deformity from being suspended by these spiked tit
presses.
Her husband kept ramming her, while all the guys watched. They all enjoyed
seeing her neck expand, as his prick was deepthroated over and over.
"How's that feel honey... like swallowing my cock?" He asked.
She knew he didn't expect an answer. He was simply having his fun.
But even with everything that had been done to her and the pain she was
enduring, this was still so humiliating. All these guys were watching her
husband violate her body.
After a few minutes he was moaning. "Fuck... Fuck... Fuck..." Melissa could feel
the hot cream gushing from his cock, as he emptied his sperm right into her
belly.
He pulled out, leaving Melissa gasping for air and spitting up remnants of cum
that was stuck in her throat. Then before he walked away, he grabbed one of the
safety pins and turned it. Her already swollen nipple twisted around the metal
pin and became deformed. "Ooouuuuuuuuuuu," she groaned. It felt like he was
ripping it off. Melissa kept screaming even after he let go and walked away.
As she hung there in pain, the two black men decided it was time to have their
turn since they hadn't cum yet. The first kid grabbed her legs off the floor and
spread them apart. Melissa screamed again into the gag like a crazed woman, now
that her whole weight was hanging from her tits. The kid shoved his huge black
meat into her pussy and started raping her cunt. Her gorgeous body swung back
and forth, bouncing from her suspended tits, as she was fucked.
They each slapped her face yelling, "you dirty filthy shit whore. I want you to
cum."
Then they rammed their long cocks into her pussy over and over, attempting to
make her orgasm. She screamed non-stop. They pulled on the pins in her engorged
discolored breasts and severely yanked the ones in nipples. They even threatened
to rip her tits open if she didn't cum for them. The entire time Melissa
believed that at any moment her breasts would be torn from her chest.
Dan and Melissa's son took their turns too. Her son joined in with the black
men. He took turns with them wrapping his mother's legs around his waist and
stuffing his hard cock into her cunt. As she hung by her tits, getting
gangfucked by the three men, Dan buried his cock in her mouth just like her
husband had done. A second later her son was the first to cum and flooded her
cunt. Then Dan gave her a mouthful to swallow.
The two blacks kids were prolonging their orgasms, trying to get as much
enjoyment out of this white whore as possible. Melissa was groaning in pain from
hanging there so long. Her massively swollen breasts were a deep purple color
and were stretched so far out from her chest that it looked as though they would
tear right off. And then the pins around her nipples were so strained within her
bulging flesh that it appeared they might rip out.
Once Dan and Melissa's son were drained, they made sure that she obeyed the
black kids' demands. The two black cocks were ramming her fuckhole and they were
still ordering Melissa, "c'mon bitch, we want you to cum"
"So you want to see this bitch cum?" Dan asked knowing they wanted her to orgasm
before they shot their loads. "Just keep fucking that cunt."
Dan picked up two long six-inch needles and handed one to Melissa's son. He
didn't need any explanation as to what to do with it. Both men placed the point
on her swollen bulging purple tits and pushed. Her breasts were so swollen and
caused her flesh to be so tight that they could feel the sudden jolt of the
point puncturing her skin. Then they simply shoved them hard and penetrated the
needles all the way into her tits.
"OOOOOUU....GGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH.....UUUUUUUHHHHHHHH...." Melissa screamed this
gut wrenching, gurgling, sucking-in-air sound like they had never heard before.
For a moment they thought she was about to faint, since her breasts were already
so sensitive and sore. They already ached in pain from the abuse of supporting
the whole weight of her body. But this latest abuse was nothing more than pure
sadistic torture for the amusement of the men that were there in the room. They
didn't care how much it hurt or how badly her breasts were deformed.
"You'd better fuckin' cum," Dan demanded, as the black kids continued stuffing
her cunt. "Cum or we'll pull them out and stick them in again." Dan and her son
started squeezing her swollen tits with their fingers. Melissa was delirious,
feeling nothing but pain and cocks up her hole.
Finally, by trying to block out the torture and focusing on the constant ramming
of the black shafts into her body, she managed to put herself over the edge. She
couldn't believe it herself, that while being subjected to so much pain, she
could still produce an orgasm. But obviously having two huge cocks fucking her
cunthole made it happen. Seeing her thrash about and her tits pierced was more
than enough for these black men to loose control too. They each took their turn
in burying themselves inside her body and flooding her pussy with their thick
load of hot cream.
A few minutes later Melissa was released and she lay on the floor, while all the
men dressed. She cried when she had to remove the needles herself and unscrew
the tit presses. Her breasts were so deformed and hurt so badly that she had to
wait in between removing each pin. The tears just rolled down her face, as she
looked at her savagely battered breasts.
Fifteen minutes later everyone was gone except Dan, Melissa's husband and her
son. She could hear Dan talking. "I know men who will pay a lot for a whore like
that."
Melissa's husband now had a lot to consider. Actually, it appeared like an easy
decision. His wife, whom he had thought had loved him, had become a slut.
Selling her off as a whore was a perfect punishment for what she had done.
Besides, it sounded like a great way to make money off of her too.
Melissa couldn't believe what she was hearing. Everyday that went by, it seemed
like her life became darker. Actually, the more she thought about it, she had no
more life of her own. It belonged to Dan. Well, it now belonged to Dan, her son,
and her husband. What would be next? What other perversions would she endure?
Would it ever end?
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