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I was arriving home from work when it happened. I had just parked the car
when some guy just came up and punched me in the stomach. As I tried to
catch my breath, a van pulled up next to us, and the guy threw me inside,
jumping in the van and closing the door as the driver took off. As I was
shoved into a seat in the van, I saw that there were three men in all. One
was driving, and the other two now took their places on either side of me.
They were big men, and it was clear that I wasn't going anywhere.
"Wh....where are you taking me?" I quavered. No answer. Meanwhile one of
the guys, the one who had thrown me into the van, put his hand on my thigh
and started rubbing it. I stayed still, realizing that resisting wouldn't
help anything.
It was growing gradually darker outside, and the driver was headed out into
the country. Along the way, the men flanking me took turns groping at my
tits, cunt and ass. At one point, one of the men grabbed my hand and placed
it on the bulge in his pants, but it really didn't go further than that.
All the while, my mind raced. Were these men going to take me out into the
country and rape me?
Finally the van turned into an unpaved drive, which led into a wooded area.
We came to a black electric gate, which the driver had an opener for.
Driving another 50 feet or so, we came to a rather large house, quite
secluded in the woods.
The guys handcuffed me and led me out of the van. Taking me around to the
back of the house, they led me down a flight of stairs and into the
basement. There, they uncuffed my hands, then recuffed them in front of me.
Using another chain, they then secured the handcuffs to a beam in the
ceiling. As a result I had to stand on tiptoes to reach the floor.
I fully expected the men to tear all my clothes off me and begin raping me.
I was already resigned to this fate, and to tell the truth would probably
not have terribly minded, as long as they stayed away from my ass. However,
the men just waited. One of them went upstairs, and a moment later a woman
came downstairs.
I gasped when I recognized her. It was Veronica, my former boss.
*********************************************
"Hi, Terri! So glad you could make it. So, how's work at Maxwell
Insurance? Still quite the little office bimbo, I see."
"Veronica....what...."
Veronica smacked me in the face, hard enough to bring tears. "Shut up. So,
what have you been up to? Ruin anyone's career lately?" She smacked me
again, on the other side. "Tell me, do you still reminisce with your
friends, about how you got me fired by having that mailroom bitch eat me out
in front of the entire executive staff? Do you both have a laugh when you
compare notes about how you both fucked my husband, and ruined my marriage?"
Actually I did both of these things often, but somehow didn't think it would
be wise to say so at this point. Instead, I tried to ask again, "What...."
Veronica reached out and twisted my nipple very hard. Pain shot thru my
breast as she whispered harshly, "I said shut up. What am I going to do?
Why are you here? Well, all I want is one thing. I want to be eaten out
better than your friend, Rosalie, did to me that day." With that, she
looked to the top of the stairs where there were two dark shapes. She
nodded, and one of the shapes gave the other a shove, and it came tumbling
down to rest at the bottom of the stairs. I gasped as I recognized the
naked form of my friend and lover, Rosalie.
*************************************
"Recognized" is stretching it. The girl who lay at my feet now was unkempt
and covered with bruises. She had welts all over her back, thighs and
breasts where someone had laid into her with a whip. Most horrifying,
though, was the large dildo which was protruding obscenely from her ass.
As I took in the sight of my abused friend, Veronica motioned to the two
men, and they proceeded to roughly rip my blouse and skirt from my body.
When they were through, the outfit (which one of the company VPs had bought
me during a weekend fuck-fest in Santa Barbara) was in shreds at my feet. I
was left with a white lace bra (I had worn no panties to work that day.)
The men were very excited and were feeling me up. Veronica gently pulled
them away.
"Easy guys. I'll see to it that you both get your chance to sample her
mouth....her cunt....and OTHER THINGS...." she said wickedly, leaving no
question as to what she meant. Kicking Rosalie, "Get on your knees."
Rosalie struggled to comply, but not fast enough for Veronica. "Go get the
whip," she told one of the men. Rosalie summoned new energy somehow and got
to her knees.
"Do you want that toy out of your asshole now, slave?"
Rosalie nodded.
"Then take it out. Go ahead."
Rosalie reached behind her and began pulling the dildo out. I could tell it
hurt her as it came out. She winced in pain the whole time, and had to stop
several times. Finally the toy came out of her abused asshole with an
obscene popping sound, and she held it out to Veronica.
"Get that slimy thing out of my face before I shove it back in you. Now.
When we put it in you, was it all dirty and covered with slime like that?"
Rosalie, her eyes downcast, shook her head no.
"Then clean it up."
Wordlessly, Rosalie began licking the dildo clean, beginning with the tip
and working her way down to the hilt. The second guy returned with the
whip. Both men then stood to watch Rosalie clean the toy with her tongue,
appreciating the show.
Finally, Rosalie was done, and presented the dildo to Veronica again.
"Hmmmm....looks clean. But I don't have anywhere to put it." Veronica
paused, then appeared to have a sudden enlightenment. "I know! Let's put
it in Terri's ass!"
"No....." I pleaded. "Please, Veronica, I'm sorry for what I did, I'll
never do it again, I'll do anything EEEEEYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOWWWWWW!" I was
interrupted by the sharp crack of the whip across my bare ass.
Rosalie, meanwhile had been led around behind me.
"Go on," Veronica ordered her, "put that toy in her ass. She got you into
this, and caused all this suffering for you anyway. You don't owe her
anything."
Rosalie hesitantly spread my asscheeks and put the tip of the dildo at my
rectal opening.
No one had ever done anything to my ass. I had never even gone near it with
a toy, because I think it to be disgusting and degrading. And Veronica had
found this out somehow.
Rosalie knew it too. After all, we were lovers and had spent many a night
pleasuring each other with fingers, tongues and toys. Now, Rosalie looked
at Veronica pleadingly. "Please....." she begged Veronica on my behalf.
Veronica threw her hands up. "Oh, how touching." Exasperated, she motioned
to the man with the whip, "Start whipping her until she gets that toy in the
little slut's ass."
Soon the room was filled with the sound of the whip cracking, each time
punctuated with Rosalie's screams. Shortly thereafter, my own screams
joined in as Rosalie forced the giant dildo into my virgin asshole.
*******************************************
It must have been morning by now. Although there was no way to tell. After
finishing with me and Rosalie, Veronica and her hoodlums had thrown us into
a room in the basement which had been fashioned from heavy concrete blocks.
There were no windows, just a heavy steel door, the kind you might expect to
find in a bank vault. Aside from that, there was a single light bulb in the
ceiling and a closed circuit camera in one corner.
Over and over, I relived the horror of the night in my head. After
Rosalie's whipping (which had ended roughly at the time the dildo was
completely shoved up my ass, I think they whipped her a bit more just for
fun), it had been my turn. Motioning to Rosalie to kneel in front of her,
Veronica took a seat. As Rosalie began expertly servicing her new mistress,
Veronica watched as the guys took turns with the whip. My back and my legs
were first. Then they went to work on my boobs.
I had never known such pain could exist. I had tried to twist out of the
way, but to no avail. Soon my tits were covered with angry red welts. I
screamed and begged for mercy. Veronica ignored my pleas, having the time
of her life as Rosalie ate her.
Rosalie had stopped once to plead on my behalf, I remember that much thru
the blinding pain. Veronica had simply asked her if she wanted to take my
place; Rosalie ashamedly resumed her task without further protest.
After that, Veronica had allowed the guys to fuck me. One fucked my cunt
while the other removed the dildo from my ass (putting it in my mouth for
safekeeping) and raped my asshole. The dildo tasted so awful that I spit it
out. This earned Rosalie a number of lashes with the whip across her tits.
"Tell your friend she better keep that fake cock in her mouth," Veronica
urged Rosalie as she received her whipping.
"OH GOD TERRI PLEASE AGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! KEEP IT IN YOUR MOUTH PLEASE!!!
AGGGGHHHHH!!!!" Veronica helped me by slipping the dildo back in my mouth,
and I took it all the way in this time. Every orifice was stuffed with cock
now.
After the fucking, Veronica had taken me to "the dungeon". (Rosalie had
stayed behind for another whipping; try as I might, I had been unable to
prevent the dildo from falling out of my mouth again.) She had taken a rag
soaked with rubbing alcohol and wiped the dildo with it, leaving a generous
amount of alcohol on it. Then she stuck it back up my ass. As I shrieked
from the stinging of my ass having been set on fire, she had warned me that
I had better not dare remove the toy.
I had not slept; it's more accurate to say that I existed in a daze filled
with excruciating pain from the whippings, the fuckings and the presence of
the huge dildo in my ass. Rosalie was gone; sometime during the night she
had been taken by two men. At first I assumed it was for more torture and
whipping, but I did not hear the crack of the whip. I did faintly hear
Rosalie's screams of terror and agony, but they had gradually turned into
screams caused by things other than terror or agony. So....they had just
wanted a good fucking. Despite the white-hot pain burning at every inch of
my body, I had felt a bit jealous and offended that they had not taken me.
Rosalie was a good fuck, but I had taught her everything she knew!
The door creaked open, and Rosalie gingerly walked back into the cell.
Wordlessly she stooped down next to me to pull the dildo out of my ass. I
closed my eyes, knowing it would hurt coming out. I gasped at the pain in
my raw, abused asshole as she pulled it out. When I opened my eyes. Rosalie
was holding the dildo, covered with unspeakable slime, inches from my lips.
Her eyes pleaded with me; it was clear what I was to do. Shutting my eyes
tightly again, I opened wide and let Rosalie fuck my mouth with the dildo.
It tasted so awful, I gagged several times, trying to push the toy out of my
mouth. Rosalie shook her head no and pushed my hands away one at a time, a
tear in her eye, with a sidelong glance at the two men standing over us. So
I sucked that dildo clean.
Once it was clean, Rosalie wordlessly got up and left with the two men. I
remained still until the door thudded shut, then wasted no time in bending
over and spitting repeatedly, trying vainly to get the horrible taste out of
my mouth. Within seconds I heard footsteps approaching outside the door. I
had forgotten about the closed circuit camera.
The door opened and the two men walked in. "Look what you did to Ms.
Veronica's nice clean floor! You're a guest in her home and this is how you
pay her back?" This was the only thing either of them said. What they did
was began mercilessly whipping me, anywhere on my body they could get a
clear shot with the whip.
I begged and screamed for mercy; I received none. Screaming, I tried to get
past them a few times and leave the room. Each time, the one not holding
the whip would shove me to the hard stone floor. Before I could get up
again the other would be on me with the whip. My thighs, my boobs, my cunt,
my back, my ass....nothing was sacred. Through my tears, I looked up at one
point and saw Rosalie standing against the door, masturbating her clit
slowly. She was getting turned on my the intense suffering and humiliation
I was getting! Eventually I curled up in a corner in a desperate effort to
protect my face, tits and cunt from the whip. They simply redoubled their
efforts on my back.
After what seemed like an eternity, the whip finally stopped, and the three
of them exited the room, leaving me to my pain.
I howled.
-------------------------------------------------
I was strapped, face-down, to an examination style table, in another room in
the basement. Facing to my right, I could see my reflection in a giant
mirror which covered one whole wall. I looked with shock at the abused,
welt-covered, tear-streaked girl who stared back at me. It couldn't have
been 24 hours earlier that I had been minding my own business, on my way to
my car and daydreaming about who I was going to fuck that night.
I had been brought to this room, about four hours after my whipping, and
strapped to the table. I estimated that about two more hours had passed.
During that time I could occasionally hear Rosalie screaming, accompanied by
men grunting. Only once did I hear the crack of the whip followed by
Rosalie's cry for mercy.
Now, in the mirror, I saw Veronica enter this room. Immediately I began to
plead with her. "Veronica....please! I'm sorry for what I did...please let
me go....I'll go to work and tell everybody what I did....get you your job
back...."
Veronica's reflection looked thoughtful. Softly she inquired, "What about
my husband, who left me because of your slutty games?"
"I'll....tell him....he should take you back....." I pleaded hopefully.
"You WILL???" Veronica frowned, as if considering it. Then, "You
know....now that I think about it, why would I want him back? After he ran
out on me so he could climb into bed with a whore like you? And my job.
Let's see. Would I even WANT to go back there, after being humiliated like
that in front of the whole company? Nahhhh. I'll pass." She rummaged
around with some items I couldn't see under the table. "How's your ass
feel, Terri?" I didn't say anything. "HOW DOES YOUR ASS FEEL, TERRI!?"
Veronica made it clear that she expected an answer.
"It hurts....please...."
Veronica held her hands up to show me what she had found. Two dildos. One
was slightly thicker than the one I had been tortured with already, and the
second was slightly thicker than the first. My eyes widened in fear.
"I'm going to put this," holding up the first dildo, "in your ass, and
then," holding up the second, larger one, "we'll squeeze this one in."
I sobbed openly. "Veronica, PLEASE....listen to...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Veronica had already begun with
the first dildo. She had to rotate it to get it in. I felt like the walls
of my asshole were going to rip open and I was going to bleed to death.
About halfway in, I blacked out. Veronica was kind enough to pause until I
regained consciousness. In the mirror, I saw the three men and Rosalie
watching my ass get obscenely abused. Occasionally one of the men would
grope at Rosalie. All this I registered through the agony of the dildo
tearing my ass apart.
Finally it was all the way in. Sweating and breathing heavily, I sighed
with relief.
Then Veronica picked up the second dildo and begin probing the rim of my
widely stretched asshole, running it along next to the smaller toy which was
already jammed to the hilt in my ass.
"What are...." I gasped, puzzled.
"Oh, dear Terri! I never said anything about taking the other dildo out
first, did I?"
I cringed in horror at what Veronica was implying. Then relief swept over
me as I realized she was joking. The first dildo was so tight in my ass,
she would never be able to even get the tip of this one in me!
It turned out I was right. Try as she might, she could not get the second
dildo started. Rosalie even took a crack at it, while Veronica took cracks
at her (and me) with the whip. Veronica then tried again, to no avail.
She had no luck, until she pulled the first dildo out so that just the tip
was in me, then put the second tip next to the first. She was then able to
get both dildos started.
Getting them the rest of the way in took a team effort from all five of
them. It was excruciating as my ass was torn apart by the two fake cocks.
I blacked out several times, and each time, Veronica would roughly slap me
in the face until I came to. She didn't want me to miss any of the "fun",
and I didn't. I begged, I screamed incoherently, then begged some more,
then cursed them all, then begged some more. The end result was the
same...two dildos rammed up my ass. Vaguely I recall hearing the three
horny men leading Rosalie to another room for more gangbanging. Then I
blacked out again.
-------------------------------------
When I came to, there was only a dim light on, and Rosalie was in the room,
wearing a tight white nurses outfit, complete with cap. It was the kind of
outfit one would buy at an adult novelty store. I knew, because I had one
at home---it had been my costume for the company Halloween party.
"How are we feeling today?" Rosalie inquired cheerfully, obviously having
been forced to role-play by our captors. I simply groaned.
"These get to come out today!" She indicated the twin dildos invading my
asshole. Then she pulled them out one by one. There was a little pain but
nothing compared to what I had been thru.
Rosalie presented the grimy toys to me, one at a time. "You have to clean
these for me now!", she burbled through her forced smile. Knowing that
Veronica was watching from somewhere, I opened my mouth and cleaned.
After I had the second dildo sucked clean, Rosalie left it in my mouth.
"MMMMMM MMMMMM!!!!" I tried to ask her to take it out, muffled.
But then the "nurse" turned and left. After awhile, I again heard Rosalie's
voice, begging someone to PLEASE put it in her ass, then eventually my
lover's yelps, obviously muffled by a mouthful of cock. Then, all that was
left for me to do was to wait to see what kind of new torture Veronica might
have in store for me...
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