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The Descent - Part 4 (m+f nc anal) by Foxbat


Disclaimer:  The characters in this story are completely fictional, and bear 
no intended resemblance to characters in real life.  This story contains 
graphic sex, in some cases non-consensual, and should not be read if such 
stories are illegal in your state, or if you are a minor.

Please feel free to distribute this, on the condition that the disclaimer 
and author's name remain intact and unaltered.


For previous parts, or other stories of mine, please check out 
http://assm.asstr-mirror.org.  You can search by title or author, or just browse.  
Happy reading.  I may put up an ftp at some point, but don't hold you 
breath.

Feedback is always welcomed and appreciated: the_foxbat@hotmail.com


The Descent - Part 4 (m+f nc anal) by Foxbat


   The last week had passed slowly for Katie.  After that first rape by 
Little Willie, he'd kept her chained to the bed for the remainder of the 
week.  Maybe once or twice a day, men would come in, and rape her 
unceremoniously.  The men seemed deaf to her pleas for help, and were only 
interested in getting their rocks off in her.  Whenever it occurred to him, 
Little Willie would leave her more soup.
   The first rapes were always the worst - after that, the previous man's 
jizz would make the going a little easier when the next guy came in.  They 
seemed to use her holes indescriminately - her ass offered them as much 
attraction as her abused pussy.  By the end of the week, she'd more or less 
given up trying to talk to her rapists or beg for release.  She just lay 
there, surrounded by the stench of her sordid activities, and took it 
wherever they felt like sticking it.  Her blowjob skills hadn't improved any 
- but her appreciation for getting a little moisture on their dicks before 
she got skewered in one of her more tender places lent new enthusiasm to the 
exercise.
  A small part of her was disappointed - none of her subsequent rapings had 
quite the same effect on her as the first had had.  Once or twice, when 
being porked, a guy would reach down and squeeze and spread her, and she 
would begin to feel the warm tingling, but inevitably he would finish before 
it got any where.

***

   It was Friday, and Little Willie was glad.  He'd not had any other time, 
and with any luck, this should make up for the boredom and lack of 
excitement which had ruined his week so far.  He'd sent word out with any 
luck a bit of a crowd might come, and in more ways than one.
   The first thing to do was to get the new bitch presentable - he climbed 
the stairs, and let himself in to the room in which he'd been keeping her.  
With the exception of trips to a pot in the corner of the room, this one had 
been chained to the bed all week, and used by some of his lieutenents for 
stress relief on occaision.  Today was her big day.
   He unchained her, and practically dragged her off the bed, as she looked 
a little stiff from being in the same position all week.  He fastened a 
little dog collar he'd had in his pocket around her neck, before seizing her 
face and mashing his up against it so that they were eye to eye.  He could 
smell the fear, and watched her eyes rolling around, desperately trying not 
to look back into his.

***

   His terrible breath washed over her, and she thought she might pass out 
for a second.
   "We're going for a walk, and we're gonna take care of some errands, so I 
want you to be a good girl.  If I even think that the thought of escape has 
crossed your mind, I'm gonna give you the beating of your life and make you 
wish you'd never even considered it.  You might think this is pretty bad, 
but you have no idea what I'm capable of.  Got my drift?"
   Katie nodded dumbly.  He grunted, and started leading her down the stairs 
by the dog collar.  Weak from lack of food and exercise, Katie almost fell 
down the stairs behind him.  He took her down another set of stairs into the 
basement of the house.  There sat a rather ugly looking black man, who 
smiled sweetly at her.
   "We're gonna fix you up all nice and purdy," he said to her as he turned 
to stir an old coffee pot full of a green substance.  Willie led her to an 
old folding metal chair, and, seating her on it, walked around behind her to 
hold her hands.  The black man approached with the pot, and she wondered for 
half a second what the thick liquid was before the black man poured it over 
her crotch.  It was hot wax.  Very hot.  Katie screamed out in pain, 
straining to close her legs, which the black man held open with his knees, 
as he continued to pour the wax, covering her mound and letting it dribble 
into her ass-crack.  Katie continued to scream as they held her, letting the 
wax settle.  She sank into incoherent sobs and pleas for mercy, only to rise 
back up to screaming when the black man yanked the now settled wax off and 
all of her pubic hair with it.  Looking back at her pink denuded cunt, he 
smiled again, saying, "Der now.... ain't that much purdier?"
   Little Willie didn't have time for compliments.  He led her back to the 
first floor, to a room bare except for a dirty mattress in the center of the 
room.  Throwing her down on it, he pulled a syringe from his pocket.  Using 
his teeth to remove the cap from the needle, he injected her arm with her 
first taste of heroin, before leaving her there unattended.  Could never get 
'em addicted too soon, he thought as he walked out, and it might make 
tonight a little more fun.

continued in part 5


Feedback, comments and criticisms are always welcome 
(the_foxbat@hotmail.com).


The Foxbat


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