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This is an original work of adult literature. If you are under
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the story came from BlackDemon's "Church" series, which landed in
my fertile mind and grew like a weed with more details and
embellishments.
This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery,
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Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation
Chapter 17
The young missionary girl walked into the laundry, her bare feet
leaving dust footprints on the floor. The front of the shop was
empty, the wash area vacant. She continued to the back looking
for Maria or Hatori and his son. The thin cotton of her dress
had already begun to cling to her in the hot humid air of the
shop. Her large breasts joggled heavily on her chest within the
loose confines of her dress, their size and weight pushing the
front open, as her crude belt tried to hold the front of the
dress closed. She walked into the back of the shop and paused
momentarily as her eyes adjusted to the relative darkness. Her
breath caught in her throat, her saliva rising as she saw the
sight before her. There the young Bolivian girl, Maria was on
her knees naked to the waist, Tahio's log like cock filling the
girl's mouth. The girl's thick black hair hung down, obscuring
her face as she bent to her task. The large mixed breed cur was
busily lapping at the crevass of the young girl's swaying bottom.
Tahio's large right hand played with the dark brown saucer sized
nipples that capped the girl's large tan breasts.
Her bottom throbbed at the realization that she had looked like
this only last night. Rachel could tell that this was not the
first time for Maria, her small hand kneading and caressing the
wrinkled sack of the boy's oversized scrotum with practiced
motion. Mews and whimpers of satisfaction came from her gorged
mouth as the boy's hands tormented the girl.
Rachel had but an instant to feel the fleeting pangs of jealousy
and envy that blossomed in her. Bony hands gripped her shoulders
and pulled her toward the waist high counter. The beautiful girl
offered no resistance as the old man pulled her toward him, she
could not pull her eyes away from the huge pistoning cock locked
between the hispanic girl's lips. The hungry smacking and
gurgles from Maria's lips filled the pretty American's head as
she felt the old man's bony fingers at the neck of her dress.
The young girl refused to pull her eyes away from the lascivious
display, as the old man peeled the thin cotton dress away from
her shoulders and pushed it down her eyes to bunch uselessly
around her waist.
The old japanese looked at the tall American girl before him.
The withered yellow skin of his hands contrasted with the pale
white skin of the girl's naked torso. The old man's slanted eyes
narrowed as he saw the livid red and blue welts that marked the
girl's shoulders and sides. He ran a withered finger along a
livid blue line that marked the creamy white side of one of the
girl's heavy breasts. The compliant girl seemed in another world
as his bony finger traced the circumference of her pink aureole,
it's surface erupting into a forest of bumps as it contracted,
the long thick nipple that crowned the mound of flesh hardening.
The old man scooped up one of the huge mounds in his withered
hands, marveling at it's heavy firmness.
Rachel stood lost in envious desire unable to pull her eyes away
from the carnivorous display as the girl swallowed the huge
yellow cock. Suddenly she felt the old man's warm mouth engulf
the aching nipple of her left breast. She looked down as the old
man's rotting teeth sank into the sensitive flesh of the swollen
mound. Her heart leapt as the familiar twisting knot flowered in
her stomach, its tentacles reaching out to strum the bundle of
nerves between her trembling legs.
A feeling of bliss came her at the feel of the old man's tongue
as he suckled hungrily at the swelling nub of flesh locked
between his lips. The sensitive, bruised nipple swelled as he
sucked and chewed at the tasty flesh. Releasing the one, he
turned his eyes to the other. Unbidden the girl lifted the heavy
bag of flesh with her own hands, lips bared in a tense smile, she
offered the luscious orb to the foul hungry mouth of the
perverted old man.
"Uh-h-h-h-h, M-m-m-m-m-h," was all that escaped from the young
sluts lips as she stood head back, slack jawed as the wizen old
man feasted on the flesh of her heavy swollen breasts like a
nursing child.
"You suckle", the old man demanded as he pushed the tall blonde
girl to her knees before him.
"M-m-m-m-m-m", was all the beautiful teen could manage, as not
yet on her knees her hands shot out eagerly to pull his
pantaloons down as she willingly fell to her knees.
The beautiful young missionary girl mumbled happily as she bared
the old man's gristly uncut rod. The warty shaft that had so
recently used her, loomed over her eager face like a ship's
bowsprit. She cooed excitedly as she eagerly nestled between the
old man's spindly splayed legs. She smiled up at her tormentor
as her little pink tongue snaked out to bath the drippings from
the day before from the stinking spear of flesh. She lovingly
tongued it from the matted sparse pubes at it's base to it's
swollen discolored knobby head. Only days before she would have
gagged at the mere thought of what she willingly and happily did
now. She gurgled with delight as she lapped the milky discharge
from cock's leaking tip. She lovingly kissed the tip, licking
from her swollen red lips the thick discharge, then engulf the
head in her anxious young mouth. The old man leaned back against
the counter and watched the young white woman make love to his
old diseased cock. His eyes burned into the girl as she bent to
her thankless task. He ran his calloused hands over her soft
skin, capturing a swollen red nipple to torment. He rolled it
between his thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling it
viciously. The gurgles and wet slurping coming from the
beautiful girl were music to his old ears. He watched as the
young slut worked herself in a frenzy as she tasted his rancid
pre-cum. He groaned as the teen swallowed the length of his
cock, swirling her tongue around the rigid length.
The wanton slut could hear the babbling of the retarded youth as
he filled the mouth of the pliant young hispanic girl with his
genetically defective sperm not three feet away. She quickly put
it out of her mind as she lovingly caressed the old man's balls.
She could smell his stink, a combination of days of sweat and
sex, and his unwashed ass.
"Oh, god", she moaned in her mind as her pussy frothed at the
disgusting depravity of it all. She loved it, she wanted more,
she wanted the old man and his son, wanted them to take her, to
hurt her, like the old Padre had. The old Priest had opened a
door to the dark side of her soul. Male cocks, any cock, was her
world, the old Padre's cock had lanced into her soul and released
the foul abscess of repressed feelings. She wanted the pain, the
humiliation, the degradation that only hard spurting cocks, hard
unforgiving twisting pinching hands and the dominating minds
behind them could inflict upon her once viginal flesh.
The old man suddenly gripped the girl's head and pumped wad after
wad of yeasty cum into the girl's throat. The young American
teen gagged reflexively pulling her mouth back down the lovely
shaft. An errant gout splashed across her cheek as she quickly
captured the head to suckle at the spouting tip, filling her
mouth with the watery rancid cum that erupted from the old man's
withered balls. Her clear blue eyes looked up at the unforgiving
face of the old japanese. She saw no mercy there, looked for
none, she wanted only one thing from him, his cock!
Hatori gazed at the lovely face of the young white teen. A
strand of his yellowish cum dripped from her cheek to the side of
her full breast. Even beneath the layered filth, the bruises,
the dried cum, there was perfection. He would break her, ruin
the young woman so that no decent man would want her. He would
degrade her till she would willing offer herself to the lowest
gutter dweller and suck any cock offered her.
Chapter 18
"You will stand quietly, missee", the old man hissed.
Sweat dripped from the nose of the beautiful young woman in the
heat of the small room falling on her bared breasts. The deep
cleavage between her two immense breasts was damp with
perspiration as well. She stood there meekly her cotton dress
bunched around her waist. He tongue nervously licking the old
man's spent cum from her lips.
Her cheek was livid from the open hand slap she had received a
few minutes earlier. She had followed the old man in to the
small room off his living quarters and he had positioned her
under a large heavy beam and then for reason, slapped her across
the face with all his strength. A sneer was all the response she
got when she searched his face for an explanation.
"Had she failed to please him", she asked herself. "Hadn't she
siphoned the foully delicious sperm from his withered balls,
licking and lapping at his deformed cock?"
"Missee will remove her dress, please", the old man said as he
stared at her intently, his smile baring the stumps of his rotten
teeth.
The beautiful girl did as she was told, untying the simple belt
that preserved her remaining modesty. The cotton dress fell to
the floor revealing her once perfect body, now bearing the marks
of a common whore. Welts from the lash criss crossed her back
and flanks, her long swollen nipples stood out, still impossibly
long thick and swollen, circled with bruises and hickeys from
abusive and demanding mouths and teeth. The white vein mapped
surface of her large breasts bore the finger marks of the men
that had used her. The lips of her abused cunt were red and
swollen beneath their sparse covering of fine blond curls, the
red swollen finger of her clit protruded out like some obscene
appendage, beneath it her long inner labia hung like an inverted
cock's comb red and raw, quivering with her every move. Lash and
the finger marks of the men that had recently used her.
The old japanese laundry man was a flurry of activity as he bound
her hands, the rough hemp rope chaffing the skin of her slender
wrists. He roughly pulled her Once the old man was finished he
hoisted her arms above her head to the point where she had to
stand on her tip toes to take the weight off her wrists. Her
huge breasts were drawn upward sagging only slightly with their
own weight, the round globes full and taunt.
The old man quickly secured the young woman's ankles and drew
them slightly outward and apart, resulting in more of her weight
falling on her wrists.
"I am master of nawa shibari", the old man stated. "You will be
my new subject".
The teen clearly did not understand, her face vacant.
"I will create with the ropes, a work of art, of pain, of
torment." he said. "You will come to love the ropes".
With this he set to work.
The thin ropes of the shinju constricted her breath, but the
worst was how the rough hemp chaffed the bruised skin of her back
and breasts. The old man showed great skill, the hemp lying
closely together where it circled her torso above and below her
large breasts, squeezing them into an immense shelf of flesh that
projected outward from her chest. Under her arms the cords were
circled again cinching the cords tighter creating a rope vise
that squeezed the firm flesh of her breasts in it's biting
embrace.
Rachel felt as if here chest was encased in a vise, she hungered
for air, only to find that the embrace of the rope only allowed
for shallow breaths. In time she became lightheaded and the
panic subsided to be replaced by a feeling of serene security as
her mind lost focus.
The hands of the old man continued there craft as he selected a
hemp rope of thinner diameter and began to encircle each of the
girls heavy breasts. The first loop bit into the billowy flesh
near its base where it ballooned from her chest. Each successive
loop lay close to the first biting deeper and deeper into the
constricted flesh. The cord was thin enough that twelve loops
made a a band of solid hemp two inches wide at the base of each
breast. The heavy tits of the girl projected nearly horizontally
constricted as they were by the rope corset, drooping like
lopsided ice cream cones as the compressed mass of flesh oozed
out and hung down.
Hattori's wrinkled face split in a grin. "Missee, see the color
of your big titties are changing already." he said with
satisfaction. "The tight ropes make blood pool in your big
titties, they make stretch and swell!!" he said with a giggle.
"Titties become even bigger!!"
The attractive girl's oversized breasts were changing color.
Their normally pale surface marked only by the traces of livid
blue veins visible beneath the translucent skin had changed to a
deep red, as blood began to pool in the massive bags. The old
man turned to the table, he was little interested in the woman
now, only the end result of his handiwork. Maria's breasts had
swelled to immense distorted globes, he knew this young slut's
tits would surpass even that. He sorted through several pieces
of split bamboo and found several that were a quarter inch wide
by four inches long. He deftly split the flat sections
lengthwise between two joints. He turned to the beautiful young
woman and harshly twisted her long nipple. He worried each one
in turn until they stood out longer and thicker than the first
joint of his little finger. He bent the bamboo sections toward
the girl's rigid nipple so that the slit he had made opened and
carefully fit the swollen teat between the sharp jaws. With a
simple release of the strip the halves closed brutally on the
sensitive bud.
"Oh-h-h-h, no-o-o-o-o-o-o, ple-e-e-e-ez-e-e-e", the beautiful
girl gasped as the pain roused her from the stupor induced by the
constricting ropes.
"H-e-e-e-e-e-e, Missee, no like?" the old man sniffed. He
quickly snapped the other bamboo piece on the remaining nipple.
"Hm-m-m-m-m, tittie, swelling nicy", he said as he harshly
squeezed the girl's discoloring right breast. The color had
turned from read to bluish crimson. The breast no longer lapped
over the constricting rope band, but was beginning to stand
further out as the internal fluid pressure increased and the skin
took on a shiny sheen as it stretched and billowed outward.
The old man turned and knelt between the helpless teens
attractive legs. He gripped the girl's inch long clit, and
brutally captured it in another bamboo clip.
"A-a-a-a-a--e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e", the girl screamed, her body going
rigid as she thrashed and pulled at the confining ropes. The
livid red nub of her clit looked as though it might burst from
the confining grasp of the thin bamboo strips. Hatori had one
additional task. He quickly confined and secured the lips of the
the young girl's cunt between two smooth sticks, securing the
ends tightly with strands of string. The thick swollen slabs of
flesh were pressed tightly together constricted to pass through a
mere quarter inch space. The old japanese fingered the slabs of
feminine flesh as they immediately began to swell, looking like
hanging strips of sirloin as they discolored. Hatori new that
time alone would now inflict the pain he wanted and the girl
needed. He turned and left the room to find Maria, his ancient
cock twitching in his pantaloons as his withered balls churned.
Seconds turned to minutes in the dim light of the room. Rachel's
beautiful face was partially hidden by strands of damp blond hair
as her head hung down limply. Her once bright eyes were dulled
from the unceasing pain. The smooth skin of her face now lined,
eyes sunken from the continued stress. The pain in her wrists
was all but forgotten as the throbbing in her breasts and cunt
increased with each passing minute. Her red rimmed tear blurred
eyes looked with disbelief at the bluish red monstrosities her
once large but perfect breasts had become. Bulging veins were
visible through the shiny stretched surface of her skin. The
pooling blood had caused bruising as small vessels ruptured under
the pressure. She saw with horror the incredible size her
swelling blue tits had gained, fully half again as large as
normal, the grotesque bladders standing out starkly against the
pale whiteness of her torso.
Slowly the horror gave way to satisfaction as self-loathing
replaced fear, hatred and disgust was redirected inward as
realization dawned once again that she like this and that she had
sunk to yet another, newer depth of depravity.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-mh", she moaned as she moved her torso from side to
side causing the heavy distended bags of her breasts to swing
from side to side. They looked like bluish swollen water bags,
skin taunt to bursting, slapping from side to side, stretching
and pulling in exquisite pain.
"Missee, like h-m-m-m-m-m?, the old man whispered from the
shadows.
He stepped forward and captured one heavy swinging breast, and
squeezed it harshly, his fingers barely denting the swollen
hardened bag. From his left had he held a loop of leather
fastened to a large hollow gourd. He quickly looped the leather
around the bamboo fixed to her painfully swollen nipple. He
affixed one to her other breast and yet another to the sticks
binding her swollen labia.
"Maria! hai!!", was all he said as he left the room. He was
replaced by the stooped form of the young Bolivian girl carrying
a bucket of sand. She quickly added sand from the bucket to each
gourd until they were half filled, ignoring the moans from the
young American missionary.
In truth, Rachel moaned from pleasure and pain as the weight
pulled at her tender flesh. Stretching and pulling the sharp
edged bamboo drew blood as it cut into her hard swollen nipples.
She could feel and reveled at the stretching she felt in her
swollen labia and remembered how the hard cock of the old Padre
had felt as he stretched her virgin pussy.
Numbness had set in before an eternal hour passed and the girl
returned to finished filling the gourds.
Two hours passed when the old man returned and punctured the
girl's now impossibly swollen breasts with thin slivers of
bamboo. With each prick fat bubbles of crimson bloomed on the
taunt blue surface of each breast dribbling streamers of red down
the teen's pale torso.
When the numbness set in once more, the beautiful girl's face
split in a depraved and indifferent smile.
"A-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-, yes-s-s-s-s-s-s-s, she moaned between
clenched teeth as she began to move her torso from side to side,
the heavy sand filled gourds swinging from side to side, pulling
and stretching her swollen flesh. Small rubies of crimson
sprinkling the floor around her as rich red drops dripped from
her ravaged nipples and breasts filling the air around her with a
red haze.
Chapter 19
Rachel stood suspended in the sweltering room. Her long blond
tresses hanging in damp matted strings about her beautiful
sweating face. Her shoulders throbbed dully, their joints
stretched by the ropes around her wrists from which she was
suspended. Her head hung head hung slackly, drool leaked from
her swollen lips trailing down her delicate chin to drip into the
chasm of her cleavage. Her eyes were half closed as if drugged,
as unseeing as her ears were unhearing. Only the dull roar of
pain and need filled her senses. The delicate hands at the end
of her slender arms were blue from the lack of circulation, the
sweat from the pits of her harms had mingled with blood to stain
the hemp ropes that formed the karada that criss crossed the pale
skin of her torso, the diamond pattern cutting deeply into her
smooth white skin. The shinju wrapping that bordered her
enormous breasts constricted her breathing inducing her near
catatonic state. The wrappings at the thick base of each breast
were buried in the swollen flesh, appearing like the stems of two
enormous mushrooms, the delicate flesh of her tits, ballooning
out like the obscene bluish red caps. Their flesh so engorged
with with trapped blood that their skin had a glossy sheen, veins
raised angrily along their surface, nipples impossibly thick and
prominent. Her pale torso was striped with the dried blood from
her pricked breasts. Despite her pleas the old man had
thankfully removed the weighted gourds and the bamboo clamps from
her nipples and clitoris to prevent permanent damage and
disfigurement. Like some pathetic autistic, the beautiful girl
had sought sharp self induced pain to pierce the dull throbbing
ache of her bondage, and the self loathing she had for herself.
The loathing and the freedom of self degradation and depravity it
gave her was like a drug. She knew now there was no limit to
what she could endure if it gave her pleasure.
The dull ache in her hips increased with time. The rope securing
her right foot was still in place. Her left leg was now hoisted
up hanging from the same beam that supported her arms. Bound
around the knee, her left leg had been hoisted up, her thighs
cranked apart till the muscles and tendons of her inner thigh and
buttocks stood out in bold relief. The sadistic old man stepped
into the room, his pantaloons bearing a dark stain that outlined
his cock. The secretions of the Bolivian girl mingled with his
own staining the dirty fabric. He approached the young American
girl and fingered her exposed pussy. The twin sticks were still
in place constricting the swollen lips of her labia. The
beautiful teen barely moved as he played with the obscenely
swollen tongues of flesh that were her labia minor and majora.
They hung heavily down thick and swollen with the blood, the two
tied sticks acting as a thin vise. Above the thick slab like
lips, projected her clitoris. Abnormally large under normal
circumstances, the normally half inch bundle of nerves was angry
red, its thick hood retracted, it stood proud as if asserting
dominance and control over the willess girl.
Knife in hand, one quick stroke freed the girl of her torment.
"A-a-a-a-a-ah, oh-h-h-h-h-h", the girl suddenly moaned as the old
man's practiced hand deftly sliced the string holding the stick
vice in place. The agony of returning circulation piercing the
curtain of pain that dulled the attractive woman's mind.
Rachel floated in bliss as cool compresses bathed her tortured
bottom. The agony of hot pins was cooled by soft tender
caresses.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-h", she sighed. He lidded eyes opened slits,
her mind racing with confusion as she saw the sleek back of the
huge k-9. Conquistador's foaming muzzle was pressed to her
exposed crotch, his thick tongue dueling with the thick slabs of
swollen flesh that were her labia. "No-o-o-o-o-o-o", was all she
could manage before she surrendered back to the exquisite feeling
of the cool wet tongue against the tormented flesh of her cunt.
The lost teen rode the cloud of bliss for several minutes as the
beast's tongue probed and wormed into every crevass formed by the
swollen thick flesh.
As suddenly as it began it ended as Tahio, the babbling retard,
pulled the large dog from the room. He returned quickly, his log
of a cock swaying ponderously between his muscular thighs. The
uncircumcised head peaked tentatively from beneath the thin
foreskin, the thick veins encrusting its surface pulsing with the
oriental teens excitement. He waddled toward the girl, thick
cock swaying as he looked to his father sitting quietly in the
dim corner.
"You must ask for his cock Missee", the old man said as he
fingered his thin mustache. "You must tell the boy that you want
him to fuckee your hungry leetle pusseeee." he said with obvious
delight.
The attractive girl turned her head in obvious confusion first to
the old man then down to the wrist thick cock swaying between the
boys legs. Her hooded eyes widened with a soulful need as she
greedily feasted her eyes on the hard rod of male flesh. The
purple head of the majestic lance waved back and forth with the
boys heartbeat, hypnotizing the beautiful girl. The roles
reversed, the snake charming the charmer, the lost teens lips
mouthed the words involuntarily. No sound passed the dry cum
encrusted swollen lips as she tried to vocalize the need that
flared white hot, consuming her being. Her small scarlet tongue
licked her cracked lips, the taste of dried sperm burst across
her tongue as her uncontrollable need vomited forth in a pathetic
soul wrenching wail.
"Pu-u-u-u-le-e-e-e-e-e-z-z-z-z-z , I-I-I n-e-e-e-e-e-d yo-o-o-u-r
c-o-o-o-ck....!" the broken girl wailed as her hungry eyes
devoured the boys staff. "G-g-g-g-g-ive it to-o-o-o-o
me-e-e-e-e, pul-e-e-e e-z-e!" she pleaded as tears welled in her
eyes. She thrust her hips forward as much as her awkward
position would allow ignoring the pain in her throbbing shoulders
and legs, the awful gnawing addictive need in her empty cunt
overriding her true physical pain.
A nod from his father was all the boy needed. Grasping the thick
yellow tube of muscle with one hand, he bent at the knees in
order to slot the huge purple head between the thick swollen lips
of the girls vagina. He slowly straightened his legs pushing the
thick cudgel in to the yawning mouth of the girls sex. The
retard grimaced and let loose a torrent of babbled nonsense at
the terrific pressure exerted on his cock as he forced it into
the stretching mouth of the eager girl's cunt. The hulking youth
flexed his thighs moving the first 4 inches of his club in and
out in an attempt to lubricate the thick invader.
"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh" the girl moaned as each new thrust expanded
another inch of her nearly unused twat. Her cuntal channel
expanded inch by exquisite inch, painfully melding itself every
vein, every undulation of the boys dominating rod. It seemed
forever to both the young teen and the hulking boy before his
curly pubes met the swollen lips of her sex signaling success.
"She had taken all of him," she thought with misplaced pride.
She had watched Maria suck the magnificent rod, but she had it
all sheathed in her cunt. It was her's.
The boy luxuriated in the hot wet clasp of the girl's cunt. He
slowly began rhythmic thrusts that battered the helpless girl
against the hemp restraints, cutting into her flesh. On strong
thighs he thrust up again and again, raising the girl and
piercing her guts with his lance of muscle and gristle. The girl
was lost in bliss as he gored her over and over again, her head
lolling on her fine neck in a lust induced stupor, her luscious
mouth locked in a dreamy smile. The boy's fleshy horn punished
the girls insides as it drubbed against her bruised cervix,
battering the walls of her dilated and stretched womb. The boy
buried his large hands in the swollen blue flesh of the young
woman's bound tits. Lifting the heavy swollen bags to his mouth,
he bit and chewed on the thick teats that sprouted from the
crinkled swollen aureoles. Rachel responded by delighted moans
that gurgled around her tongue as she greedily milked her cunt
around the invading cock.
Sitting in the dim corner forgotten by the lust intoxicated girl
was the old japanese. He watched as the broken girl surrendered
to the lust that consumed her. His old cock responded to the
depravity he witnessed, not the acts inflicted on the once
innocent young American, rather the degradation and perversions
she was willingly inflicting upon herself. Her soul and self
esteem had rotted and was dribbling out of her gaping cunt. She
shrugged off all the indignities and violations heaped upon her
flesh and acted like a greedy sow begging to be stuffed with hard
cock.
The old man ruminated upon this as his retarded son abused the
beautiful teens cunt, his oversized cock sluicing in and out of
her stretched orifice with a wet smacking sound. He knew the
girl could take only so much despite her pleadings for more. The
ravenous demon between her legs cared not for her well-being,
only it's own debauched satisfaction. He had learned this to his
sorrow many years ago when he had broken another such as this and
had taken her to her limit and beyond only to find she was a
fragile and mortal vessel indeed. He had to flee his native
Japan to retain his freedom.
The old man walked to the couple joined by the fleshy coupling of
his son's cock. He watched as the massive staff threatened to
rupture the girls innards as it pushed and pulled her clasping
tissues in and out of her now gaping cunt. The old man bared his
stiffened member and moved behind the girl. With one hand he
spread her straining buttocks and found the puckered mouth of her
virgin ass. He hawked and spit on his fingers and greased the
pouting tissues not bothering to loosen the orifice first. With
his free hand he scooped some of the viscous slime dangled
beneath the girl's punished cunt and greased his rod. Then with
one swift brutal motion, he slotted his cock in the tight hole
and rammed the fleshy spear in to the roots, colliding with the
rigid post of his son's cock imbedded in the womb of the poor
girl. Their two members began a merciless assault on the tender
tissues of the young slut, separated by only a thin membrane as
they battered her between them.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-h. A-a-a-a-a-a-a-h, y-e-a-a-a-a-a-h-s-s-s-s-s,"
the American slut moaned. As the two sank their fleshy spears to
the hilt in the guts of the beautiful American. The old man
reached around and fondled the swollen and discolored tits of the
young whore holding them as his son chewed and sucked at the firm
flesh.
"More, cock, give me more....." she wailed.
Chapter 20
Rachel woke from a terrifying nightmare, her involuntary shudder
brought a moan from her lips as pain lanced through her chest and
crotch. Fighting to clear her mind she pulled down the coarse
blanket that covered her and saw the hideously abused and
discolored flesh of her once alabaster breasts. She remembered,
it hadn't been a nightmare. She brought he fingers of one hand
up to the The oversized mounds and shuddered again. She ran her
fingers lightly across the reddish blue flesh, the bruising would
be days in going away. Her small fingers plucked at her thick
prominent nipples, swollen and distorted from teeth of the
hulking oriental boy. She shuddered again as the remembered pain
and pleasure caused her bruised pussy to throb, a spurt of hot
musk wetting its swollen and discolored lips and dampened the
sparse blond curls that lined them. Her tiny fingers probed the
swollen flesh of her labia, lingering at the growing nub of her
clit. A groan of pain and delight leaked from her as she felt
the abused and cum encrusted tissue of her twat.
"H-m-m-m-m", she said as she licked the leavings of the two men
from her slimy fingers. "The Padre should be here." she thought
to herself before noticing the long shadows. It was late
afternoon, she wondered long she had been asleep. She had lost
rack of time and had no idea how she had gotten back to the
church. With a start she realized he would be back soon.
She rose tentatively, to go to the rectory to wash herself.
Every movement caused pain in her twat or breasts. As she moved
the heavy liquid bags of her bruised breasts jiggled and wobbled
on her chest, causing her to wince. The proud alabaster globes,
now reddish blue and heavy with edema, hung low on her smooth
chest. Their lower sides billowing out in a graceful curve where
the belly of each breast was. She raised her hands to support
the heavy flesh as she walked. She stopped with a gasp as her
fingers involuntarily plucked at her long thick swollen nipples.
Her pussy throbbed with a gush at the self inflicted pain.
As she neared the door, it swung inward and revealed the old
Japanese and his hulking son standing in the door way. The young
beauty felt her womb pull tight beneath the firm flat skin of her
stomach at the sight of the two men. Her young pussy began to
gush its oily musk in involuntary delight. He eyes never met
theirs, she knew what they were here for, knew what they wanted,
knew what she was for, and knew what she truly wanted.
Without a sound the young naked American teen slowly dropped to
her knees as they advanced into the room, the bulge of their
cocks obvious to her searching eyes as her small pink tongue
flicked forward to moisten her thick lips. Rachel sat docilely,
her trim heart shaped ass perched on her heels. As they neared
her, her small hands lifted her heavy liquid breasts in offering
as her face broke into a tense smile.
Before either of the grimy sweating men could react the naked
young woman's greedy hands reached out to caress their hardening
cocks through the thin cloth of their soiled pantaloons. Like a
rooting sow, the beautiful girl rummaged at their clothing until
her hands emerged holding their throbbing prongs. In unison they
stepped toward her as she scuttled forward to kiss first one then
the other of the filthy cocks before her. Her breasts hung
beneath her like water filled balloons as she leaned forward, her
dainty hands skinning their foreskins from the moist and sticky
glans. The young slut could smell the mingled smell of sweaty
cock and fucked pussy. Her giddily wondered if it was from her
or the young Bolivian girl. The thought quickly left her mind as
she arched her back and lowered her head to the side to lovingly
nuzzled the stiff rods of flesh, her moist lips wetting them from
tip to root as she tongued and kissed the rods that projected
outward above her. Her pale face flushed with excitement as she
tasted the slime from the dirty cocks, smearing her smooth cheeks
as though it was some precious balm. Her deep blue eyes glazed
as she rooted her delicate nose under the shafts turning her
attention to the men's heavy hanging balls, eliciting a chorus of
groans as she sucked, kissed and nuzzled the soft sacks, reveling
in the feel of their coarse hair on her face, and their weight,
heavy with delicious sperm.
The two men stood, one babbling incoherently, drool wetting his
chin, the other gazing at satisfaction at the total dominance he
now had over the once haughty anglo girl. What good would her
college education serve her now, as she groveled on her knees
before him. The old man giggled at the sight of the once proud
young woman as she craned her neck, struggling to get her perfect
red lips around his balls as she tried to stuff her mouth with
his withered testicles. Her cooing moans told him she was now
his to do with as he pleased. As white American slut to be his
whore. She would provide many years of pleasure before he and
his son had tired of her. Many years of pleasure and not a
little income as they sold her to others.
The girl continued to suck and coddle the swelling testicles of
the men, gaining satisfaction from her service and their obvious
pleasure. She swallowed first the old man's cock, relaxing her
eager throat as she forced herself down on his dong, thrilling to
its presence lodged firmly in her spasming throat. She used her
swollen lips now dripping with saliva to swab up and down the
hardened members length enjoying its musky taste. She left the
old man's cock dripping as she turned to the yellow wrist thick
shaft of the teenage boy. The blue veins wrapping the shaft
appeared to squirm before her lust hazed eyes. She ran her small
pink tongue around the plum shaped head, gathering in the rancid
secretions beneath his foreskin. Engulfing the head with her
small mouth her smooth cheeks billowed out as she forced herself
to swallow the fleshy spear. The young missionary girl loved the
control they exerted on her it was so filthy, so obscene, so..
Wonderful. Her pussy throbbed as she felt the old man's cock
firmly between her shoulder blades, as he stood behind her. His
bony hands fondled her heavy fluid filled breasts as he pushed
her forward on his son's cock. His dark hands contrasted against
her breasts as he pulled and squeezed the veiny bags like money
filled bank sacks. His merciless hands soon turned to twisting
and pulling her painfully swollen nipples, rolling the long
marble sized teats between his thumb and forefinger.
The young girl gasped and gagged as she force herself onto the
thick cock. Her pussy throbbed with delight as the old man
plucked and twisted her poor swollen tits that hung heavily from
her chest like obscene udders. She waggled her firm bottom in
delight as the old man tormented her. Suddenly she found herself
roughly pulled to her feet an involuntary whimper escaped her wet
lips as the delightful prong was pulled from her grasp. The old
man roughly twirled her around and slapped her full across each
cheek. The beautiful girl was stunned her ears ringing, but
quickly dropped her small hands to the old man's cock.
"Good, good" he thought, "The slut wants nothing more than to
please."
His dominance of the once proud young American was complete.
"Tahio, you fuckee, Missee." the old man said as he pulled the
thin mattress from the bed and threw it in the middle of the
small room.
The young slut's heart leapt as she saw the boy lay down, his
cock lying against his hard stomach like a thick hose. The old
man pushed the eager young whore in the direction of his son.
"You fuckee", was all he said.
The beautiful young slut crawled quickly to the prostrate form of
the teenage boy, pausing only long enough to push her pouting
lips lovingly against the blunt snout of his cock in an obscene
kiss, paying homage to the thick staff. She swung one long
muscular leg up and over to straddle him. Her firm pale buttocks
rest on his hips. The young retard lay on the mattress grinning
and babbling as the girl raised herself and reached between her
splayed thighs with a small white hand to grasp the boys hard
thick cock. She held it up as she flexed her thighs raising her
dripping cunt. With a look on her face that was pure rapture,
the once pious and chaste young missionary slotted the blunt
nosed shaft into the mouth of her cunt and slowly began her
willing impalement.
Rachel's head spun with dizzying delight as inch by inch the
massive column of flesh forced it's way into the narrow confines
of her spasming cunt. The pink lips of her ravenous pit were
stretched translucent and seemed to cling to the yellow invader.
The beautiful girl rocked forward to rest her small hands on the
muscular chest of the young man beneath her, her heavy over sized
breasts swinging pendulously beneath her narrow torso. The skin
of her high smooth forehead furrowed with concentration, a
slender pink tongue hung between full lips as she forced her
needy cunt down the thick post piercing her guts. She felt full
to bursting as the thick invader pushed against the soft tissue
of her cervix and stretched the walls of her cunt. Mechanically
in a lustful fog, she worked the stretched band of her labia up
and down the hard shaft leaving it glistening with her musky
lube, announcing to the world her shame and guilt.
The old priest entered the rectory and walked to Rachel's room
his heart heavy with no small burden of guilt. He realized that
his own hatred and lust had cause him to violate the innocence of
the poor girl. He could only beg her forgiveness and pray for
absolution. As he neared her door he could hear grunts that rang
familiar in his ears. Grunts not unlike a greed sow. The wet
smacking of flesh on flesh and the gurgling rasping breaths of
laboring bodies. The Padre worked the latch and slowly opened
the door to look into the dim lit room.
His vision reel at the sight before him. Emotions of jealously
and betrayal struggled with the paternal emotions of his calling.
Rage fueled the conflagration raging in him as his eyes stared
stared directly at the lascivious view of the wrist thick post
burying itself over and over again in the willing young girl's
cunt framed between the taunt splayed cheeks of her ass. The
brazen crevass glistened with her guilty secretions the rosy star
of her ass winked at him in silent mocking as she labored to
impale herself time time again on the thick brown post. He heard
her bestial grunts and moans as he watched the fine muscles of
her back flex and flex again under a patina of sweat the fading
welts of the lash still visible across the firm pail smooth skin.
He watched watched the sides of her strangely swollen breasts as
the wobbled to and fro beneath her as she rocked back and forth
as she worked her obscenely stretched cunt up and down the huge
cock.
He dragged his eyes from the filthy sight to see the leering grin
of the old japanese where he stood at the girls head. His fists
were wrapped tightly in the girl's hair her head as it moved on
its own, back and forth in rhythm with the old man's pumping hips
as he fucked the beautiful American's face. The old japanese
offered a sigh and exaggerated the movement of his pumping hips
for the Padre's benefit as he continued to use the attractive
young woman's mouth like a surrogate cunt, her plump lips
clinging and sliding along his wet yellow prong as he sawed it in
and out.
Rachel relaxed her arched throat to permit the repeated invasion
by the old man's cock. Her gag reflex was a distant memory as
her once viginal throat accustomed itself to the hard fleshy
invader. Saliva pooled around her tongue and cheeks as her jaw
hung slack, spit running down her chin and stringing from the
pistoning cock. Her small pink tongue busied itself tickling the
underside of the old man's fleshy glans, perversely trying to
please him as he used her like a common whore.
"You come see your leetle norte American bitch, huh, Padre? You
like what she let Tahio and I do to her?" the old man taunted.
"She is a bueno slut, this yanquee puta."
Rachel was for the first time aware that the Padre was in the
room. Her skin burned with a masochistic fire, her sore nipples
hardening and swelling with the humiliation of knowing she was
watched as she debased herself for the filthy old man and his
son. He pussy throbbed around the thick post of flesh as she
thought of once again receiving the thick sperm of both the
father and son.
She could only see the Padre in her peripheral vision as she slid
her lips down the side of the old man's warty yellow staff,
swabbing it with her tongue and swollen lips, leaving behind a
thick layer of saliva. Her eyes involuntarily dropped to the
tented front of the black Padre's cassock, her face breaking into
a distorted inviting smile as it stretched around the old man's
pulsing cock, her lips hollowed as the once innocent girl
lovingly sucked the old man's aged cock.
The attractive slut reached behind her, her trim firm arms
extending down her bent torso. Her weight rested on the large
hands of the mixed blood youth beneath her as the retard mauled
the swollen mounds of her expansive tits. She grasped the white
mounds of her buttocks in each hand, her small strong fingers
digging into the muscular flesh, and pulled the bulbous cheeks
apart in obscene invitation to the old black Padre.
"Lookee, the prettee yanquee slut wants you too, Padre," the old
japanese chorled.
The healthy young American dug her nails deeply into her own
flesh as she held her firm as cheeks splayed in invitation. Her
abused anus, red and raw from the day before, winked at the old
priest as the thick yellow post of the Asian half-breed sawed in
and out of her distended cunt. She thrilled at the thought that
three men would use her, would want her at the same time.
"Oh, gawd, what would Daddy and Mommy say if they saw me now!!"
she thought as her cunt cramped with the obscenity of it all.
"What would they say if they saw their precious young daughter
stuffed with three demanding cocks and none of them belonging to
a white man!?" Her young pussy pumped out rivers of musk and her
abnormally large clit buzzed at the thought, sending her reeling
into a vile and base orgasm even as she offered up her sore anus
to the old priest.
With a grunt the fat old padre hurridly removed the heavy cassock
to reveal the thick hose like cock that projected from beneath
his sweating gut. Fisting his black crudgel, he wet the hard
probe with his own saliva as he waddled up to the girl's upturned
white ass. With eager and practiced ease he slotted the purple
black head of his thick member in the slight depression of the
eager young slut's sphincter as he leaned his weight into the
muscular frame of the athletic young woman.
"Uh-h-h-h-h-h, a-h-h-h-h-h-h, they chorused as the Padre's thick
prong popped through the tight ring of Rachel's unresisting ass.
The dry friction soon eased as the Priest scooped up several
fingers full of the girl's slime to lube his punishing shaft.
Resting his portly belly on the young slut's upturned ass he
leaned into her to drive his black prong again and again into the
unresisting girls tender pink anus, its tissue clinging to his
punishing Negroid cock. Rachel arched her back, bracing her legs
and arms to bear the added weigh of the obese old priest.
The beautiful American never felt so full. Her cunt and ass were
stretched to bursting as the two cocks sawed in and out of her
greedy holes. Their slurping mingled with the sounds coming from
her eagerly sucking mouth as the old Asian continued to fuck her
face.
"My gawd, it feels so go-o-o-od"" her mind screamed as she moaned
around the gnarled shaft impaling her mouth.
The room soon filled with the ecstatic moans and grunts of the
stuffed slut as she labored to satisfy and please the three men
that were using her like a common whore. Mindlessly she sucked
and fucked, milking the rods of male flesh that stuffed her,
pausing only when a frequent orgasm wracked her tireless frame.
A high thin wail would leak from her plugged and stuffed mouth,
her muscles contracted and stood out as she shuddered out one
exquisite orgasm after another.
Her mouth and cunt drooled oceans as she worked with undisguised
relish to please her abusers. She lived for their cocks,
thirsted for the fountains of hot sperm that would soon fill her
mouth, cunt and ass to overflowing.
Rachel labored, climbing the same slope over and over. Each
slope leading to a new orgasm which she rode like some speeding
sled, only to reach the bottom and start the climb once again.
Her shoulders and arms streamed under the weight of the old
Priest's bulk, but her young muscular frame braced itself, like a
lowly bitch in heat and she reveled in the feeling of
helplessness as the men abused her willing orifices.
"Un-n-n-n-h, m-m-m-m-mh, gl-g-g-g-gh" was all she could manage,
"God help me", her mind screamed as the thick demanding cocks
speared into her guts, rubbing her clit raw and sending her into
one obscene orgasm after another.
The old Padre marveled at the skill with which the young athletic
American serviced the three punishing foreign cocks. She moved
in a circular back and forth up and down motion the impaled her
on the thick yellow post like cock beneath and at the same time
took his coal black rod to the hilt in her ass stretching her
cuntal and anal membranes to the limit, and synchronized her
mouth to the thrusts of the old withered Japanese's cock as he
fucked her mouth. Her body glistened with sweat as her muscles
flexed and unflexed in tireless motion as she willingly debased
herself. Her grotesquely swollen and discolored breast bobbing
and swaying beneath. The cruel attentions of the young man only
seemed to inflame her as he twisted and pulled at the thick dark
stubs of her painfully distended nipples.
Her begging moans and grunts mixed with the labored breathing of
the three men went on late into the night.
Chapter 21
The foursome had been reduce by one as the old japanese had sent
his son Tahio off to do his morning chores. The two old men lay
on the cum stained mattress discussing the young American slut as
she groveled between them, her pale ivory form contrasting
against the chalky blackness of the priest's and the oily yellow
of the Asian's thighs.
Moans of satisfaction came from her as she cuddled her lithe form
between then suckling on their partially erect cocks. Her
perfect figure lay curled between the men, thighs and buttocks
streaked with dry and drying sperm that had leaked from the
distended holes of her overflowing cunt and ass, the twin
orifices still oozing the mingled seed of the three men. The old
Padre talked about her as she raised his hardening cock and
lapped at the cum streaked shaft with her little pink tongue.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-H, mo-o-o-r-e.....cock, m-m-m-m-m-h,
mo-o-o-r-e...cum", was all she could think of as she milked the
semi had cocks of the two old men.
Her blond head was matted with sweat and cum and strands of hair
were stuck to her high forehead and cheeks. She smiled, her
pretty face stained with the dried sperm she had failed to
swallow when she enthusiastically sucked the three men throughout
the night. Her bright blue eyes looked at the old Priest
searching for approval but in finding none, she bent more eagerly
to her task of suckling his thickening cock.
The old japanese ran the finger of his right hand along the
ligature marks that encircled the girl's large breasts. Her ass
rested against his crotch as she leaned across the fat priest's
leg gobbling his new erection. The old Asian dipped the fingers
of his left hand between the swollen lips of the attractive
girl's twat to grab and pinch the swollen engorged flesh of her
clit. The trim figure of the young American shuddered as her
cunt spasmed in a mini orgasm at the cruel touch of the old
Asian.
The men continued to talk and resolved to share the young
American missionary. Each recognizing that it was better to
degrade the willing girl together than to compete with one
another like dogs over a succulent bone. The young willing
American slut had demonstrated that she was able and eager to
satisfy both of them and more.
They each had their own reasons and uses for degrading the young
girl, and so long as they did not compromise one another, they
could accommodate each other.
Hours later, the Padre returned to Rachel's room where she had
been sleeping. Hattori and his son had long since returned to
their shack along the river. Armored with indifference, the old
Priest grabbed the sleeping girl by her long blond hair and
dragged her with little resistance to the wooden table in the
rectory.
Working quickly the old Padre securely bound her to a wooden
chair, each leg to the chair leg and hands behind her back. He
pushed the chair backward against the table, affording himself
unfettered access to the beautiful girl's cunt. He next turned
to the small bag he had placed on the table earlier. He removed
a needle like awl and a collection of brass rings of various
diameter and thickness.
He walked behind the bound girl and before she could react,
reached around and stuffed the familiar stump of a candle into
her mouth and bound it in place.
"That should keep you quiet," he said to no one in particular.
He bent to his work quickly, grabbing the thick flesh of her
outer labia between thumb and forefinger. Pulling it outward, he
gripped the flesh and pulled it taunt. He raised the awl and
positioned it against the flesh inward of her thin inner labia
and her thigh. A full half inch from the slit of her cunt.
Rachel jumped at the first prick of the needle sharp tool. The
Priest quickly grasped a chunk of cork from the table and without
pausing thrust the awl through the flesh into the cork. The
muscular body of the beautiful girl twitched and jerked with the
pain of the piercing and her bladder voided forming a puddle
under the chair.
"You stupid slut," the Padre sneered. "These will serve to mark
you as the whore you are." They will give me some control over
what you do with that cunt you bear between your legs."
Grasping an inch thick ring he forced it through the puctured
flesh and secured it by expanding the gap and fitting in place a
perforated brass bead. Over the next 40 minutes he performed the
operation 7 more times, affixing four rings through the the thick
flesh of the girl's cunt, lining her labia with the rings of the
yellow metal. With a satisfied grunt he stood back and surveyed
his handiwork. The smooth skin of naked bound girl seemed paler
than normal against the dark piss stained chair. Her body
trembled from the burning pain in her crotch. The old Padre's
dark eyes looked at the pain fogged eyes of the once proud
American girl, now his willing slut and whore. He glanced at the
kaleidoscope of color in her groin, the glittering gold of the
brass rings against the pale white canvas of her skin, fringed
the platinum curls of her pubes, highlighted by the ruby drops of
her blood where it seeped from her violated flesh. Where each
ring invaded her flesh the skim had an angry rose like blush.
In time he would be able to secure all the rings with a lock,
denying all but the possessor of the key, access to the beautiful
girl's cunt. He turned one last time to the table and lifted the
piercing tool. In his hand he also held a length of string. In
a quick motion he captured the helpless girl's oversized clit
between his thumb and forefinger and securely tied the string
around the thick projection. The priceless bundle of nerves
quickly began to swell. Rachel's blue eyes became as large as
saucers as she watched the Padre placed the blood stained lump of
cork against her clit now swollen to the thickness of the Padre's
little finger and half as long. He placed the needle like awl
against the tender flesh, and pushed it slowly through the
sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Uh-n-n-n-n-ny-y-y-y-y!!" the helpless girl screamed though the
gag in her mouth. Rachel's scream echoed only in her brain as
the gag muffled her cry. The burning agony of the Priest's
sadistically slow piercing bloomed and grew, it grew to engulf
her thighs, it crept upward to compressed her breathing, raced up
her throat, her chest heaved, her great breasts flopped and
rolled across the narrow expanse. Her nipples grew hard and her
pale blue eyes rolled in their sockets as the expanding bubble of
agony burst into a blinding orgasm. The old Priest twisted the
awl bringing spasm after spasm to the orgasmic paroxysms of the
bound girl. The ropes holding her to the chair cut into pale
smooth flesh as she thrashed and jerked, dancing out her ecstasy
of carnal release.
When the trim form of the young girl grew still the old Padre
fixed the last ring in place. On it he hung a chain of quarter
inch links supporting a heavy two inch crucifix. He nodded his
head in satisfaction.
"You are now marked as god's whore," he said. "The weight of
this cross will remind you to who's service you are dedicated."
He reached down an removed the binding string from her clit and
lifted the cross from it's resting place on her thigh, and let it
drop. The sudden jolt of the chain on the ring in her clit
sparked a mini orgasm as the pain soared through her debauched
body.
The young white college girl looked down at her newly adorned
cunt. The yellow of the brass flashed in the light and the
weight of the heavy rings pulled at her swollen cuntlips. The
cool metallic caress of the rings against her abused labia
coursed through her like tiny electric pulses. Her pussy
throbbed at the sight and feel, her mind a confusion of
contradicting thoughts. Pride at the mark of her new life fought
with a spark of indignant outrage at the abomination the Priest
had inflicted on her perfect body. A body that had never known
sex born of love, and was now a willing and vile sump for every
perverted lust that ever entered a man's mind. A second shudder
ran through her as the cold metallic crucifix brushed her thigh
and tugged at her clit as it swung to and fro.
"Gawd, it's wonderful", her mind oozed, as the tugging and
metallic thrill coursed through her each time she moved.
His work done, the Padre began to untie the attractive American,
her face stained with tears. As he finished and stood back, the
young slut fell to her knees, eagerly nuzzling his crotch.
"Very well", he sighed as he leaned back against the table as the
eager girl feed his rod of black gristle, holding it in her small
white hands. Her dainty fingers stroked and cradled his sperm
filled balls as she hungrily engulfed his purple plum sized glans
with her plump lips. A gurgle of delight escaped her throat as
she gobbled and slurped at the coal black tube. The dull throb
coming from her newly mutilated cunt forgotten as she tied to
coax the thick cream she so desperately needed from the stiffing
black cock.
She dragged her lips the length of the black tube of gristle,
pressing her sweating forehead against his overhanging gut as she
struggled to swallow the length of the thick black cock. She
thrilled at forcing her mouth down the shaft until the swollen
purple-black head lodged in her throat. She felt pride in her
ability to hold it there despite the spasms in her rebelling
throat at the invasion of the thick rod.
The girl's pretty face shone with sweat as she labored over the
thick black rod that was now her master. She pressed her pale
white form, so defenseless in its nudity against the fat thighs
of the man who had just mutilated the mouth of her most cherished
possession, her womb. She debased herself for his vile pleasure,
in return for having indelibly marked her as a brazen whore for
the rest of her pathetic life. Her life's aspirations forgotten
in a rain of strange men's sperm, she had become a groveling
whore, nothing more than a hairy slobbering hole to be filled by
their hard masterful cocks.
The coal black staff erupted with a fountain of thick viscous
sperm as the pretty American's lips left the swollen head.
"U-h-h-h-h", the girl moaned in disappointment as a long thick
string rose and fell on her face, crossing her nose and lips.
She struggled to capture the spouting snout of the throbbing cock
to catch and savor the thick cream she had struggled to bring
forth.
"A-h-h-h-h", the old priest grunted as the former college student
suckled the sensitive head of his black cock. She lapped at the
cum streaked shaft licking and sucking the excess sperm from her
fingers. Her pink tongue snaked out to scoop the large gob of
spunk from her upper lip as it dripped from her pert freckled
nose like some obscene string of snot. Her face was radiant,
blue eyes sparkling as she gazed up with adoration at the
indifferent face of her mutilator, his thick masterful black rod
still clutched in her hand.
Chapter 22
The next few days, the old Padre kept the young American
missionary confined to her room as the lips of her newly pierced
vagina healed. He visited her to bring her food and medicine and
she gratefully sucked his black cock. As much as the young white
American begged and pleaded he could not bring himself to fuck
her cunt for fear of infecting the fresh piercings. Instead he
did relent and allowed the young slut to impale her anus on his
thick black cock. Entry into her once painfully tight nether
passage had become easier as the days passed as his fat cock
stretched the tender tissues of her sphincter.
He would sit on the small bed and watch with feigned indifference
as the sex addicted young American girl impaled herself on his
fat black cock. She would stand backward between his thick hairy
black thighs on her long ivory legs and lower her firm ass onto
his stiff prong, one small white hand holding his black rod
erect, the other gripping on firm buttock cheek splaying it to
reveal her red raw anal opening, her tongue greedily licking her
pouting lips, brow furrowed in concentration. He watched as his
fat coal black cock sank between the pale white cheeks of the
young desperate slut. Over and over again she would flexed her
thighs squatting to ride up and down the stiff black member, to
the Padre it looked like the beautiful white girl was shitting a
long black trued, as her sphincter clung to his thick column of
black gristle.
The young attractive woman would the hard cock rhythmically, up
and down, her large ivory breasts rippling and swaying liquidly
as they bounced heavily against her chest, the long nipples
capping them hardening into thick fingers. The ligature marks
and bruising had all but disappeared with the passing days
leaving the luscious ivory globes marked only by the vivid blue
veins that stood out through her nearly translucent ivory skin.
Seldom could the Padre resist the temptation to reach around and
maul the large firm bags as they hung heavily melon-like from the
slender young woman's chest. He would captured one heavy orb in
each hand hefting them like money filled bank sacks in his large
black paws. The large firm sacks would oozed between his fingers
as he squeezed them cruelly, rolling her long hard nipples
between his thumb and forefinger, pulling and twisting.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-h, ye-e-e-e-s, hurt me like that", the attractive
slut would say urging the black Padre to demean and dominate her.
The beautiful 18-year old would hump her ass up and down the
Priest's black dong, the heavy crucifix hanging from the ring in
her freshly pierced clitoris jerking and swinging, stimulating
the obscenely large finger of nerves that served as the young
girl's demon. Driving her to lower and lower levels of self
debasement. Her orgasms would culminate when she felt the thick
invader swell and pulsate pumping its load of sperm deep in her
pristine bowels, greasing its invasion and soothing the red raw
flesh of her sphincter. It was then that the teenager would
crest the peak and go sliding down into the abyss of a vile
wonderful climax. She would wallow like some obscene sow, in the
wickedness of her act. Acts that were foreign to her intellect
but not her nature, for as the Padre told her and she now
believed, all things were for a purpose.
One look at her ripe body, the obscene abundance of her
sexuality, and it was clear that her purpose was to be a whore, a
slut, to drain men of the lust that she inspired in them.
One look at the clear pale skin of her beautiful angelic face,
framed by pale blonde hair, the delicate ears, and slender
upturned freckled nose, the startling blue eyes, high clear
forehead, small perfect chin and long smooth neck, inspired awe.
A single glance at the wide strong shoulders, the firm arms, the
huge heavy breasts hanging from her slender muscular chest, the
taunt muscles of her back and the flat plane of her stomach
inspired desire. One gaze at girl's the navel standing as a sign
post pointing the way to hidden treasure, the firm defined globes
of her buttocks round and independent, and the long muscular legs
like indestructible columns supporting the clutch of feminine
flesh between them, guarding her feminine trove, would send a man
into uncontrolled animal lust. No one save god could have
created such a creature, and to what purpose?
Rachel saw and accepted the path that she had taken. A new world
had opened for her, it was filled with a forest of hard swelling
cocks, hard masculine bodies, demanding hands, and hungry sucking
mouths. They would be large and small, pristine and diseased,
the cocks all spurting fountains of rich slick sperm to fill her,
to satiate her thirst, to coat her skin, to wallow in and to
soothe her ravaged flesh.
The beautiful young slut often smiled at the thought.
Chapter 23
Maria gathered the flasks in her arms and began her walk to the
village well to get drinking water for the shop. The jingling of
her bells accompanied her every step. She felt herself becoming
wet as the chain and ring tugged at her clitoris as it swung
swung between her thighs beneath the thin cotton peasant dress.
Sweat began to form on the brown skin of her cleavage as she
walked in the stifling heat of the narrow streets. The tinkling
of the bells attached to the rings in her long dark nipples
called vaqueros and peasants to the windows like children to an
ice cream truck. The young latina's skin flushed beneath her
slight tan, her skin darkening with embarrassment as the dance of
her plump cone like breasts continued the musical call. Sweat
had soaked through the thin cotton of her dress beneath her
breasts and along the crack between her ample buttocks. She was
the possessor of la colon grande, as the locals would say, a big
plump and because of her age, firm ass. When the young woman
reached the well a crowd of men had gathered and the other women
of the village collected there things and silently departed.
Maria's brown skin was hot, not from the heat alone, but from the
maddening stimulation of her pierced clit. Her nose flared as
she imagined the thick smell of sex in the air as she played out
the well rehearsed charade. Bending over the adobe wall that
encircled the well, she reached for the rope and bucked, her
ample breasts weighing heavily against the fabric of her dress,
her erect nipples clearly visible.
She felt the hands of the first man at her hips as he lifted her
dress and roughly pushed her bare feet apart with a booted foot.
Her breath caught in her throat when she heard the sound of a
zipper and felt the firm head of the man's cock move up and down
the slick wet groove of her sex worming through the thick thatch
of black hair that protected her cunt. Her heart beat faster as
she felt the unseen man's weight push against her pressing her
into the hard worn surface of the wall. She ground her plump ass
back against the man as his cock slid effortlessly into the wet
well of her open vagina.
"Uh-n-n-n-ng-g-gh," she moaned as the cock bottomed in her tight
passage.
She felt the whiskers of the man against he side of her neck, and
smelled his hot stale breath as he whispered in her ear.
"Mi amado hija" he said, causing her cunt to spasm at the words,
"My darling daughter", the man, her Papa, had said.
Her pulsing cunt flowed a river at the realization that her own
PaPa would be the first of many to use her this day. The first
creamy load to fill her would be from her own father. The young
woman shuddered as a small orgasm streaked through her at the
thought.
"Oh madre di dios", she thought as another small death pulsed
through her nerves, "Mi padre y mi hermanos". Maria nearly wept
at the delightful thought. "If my Papa is here, so are my
brothers!!" Her womb cramped with the anticipation of being
taken by her brothers as well.
This was more than the young girl could have hoped. She dare not
hope that they would take her away from the old japanese. She
had been bought and paid for long ago. Her life as Hatori's
slave was conclusive.
The hard calloused hands of her Papa pulled at the cloth belt
holding the front of her dress closed, rough fingers pulled at
the thin fabric spilling her billowing breasts into the sunlight,
the bright yellow rings and brass bells at her nipples tinkling
as the large orbs jiggled and bounced in time with her father's
pumping hips.
The willing girl bent at the waist leaning her crossed arms along
the top of the low wall, her breasts hanging beneath her
horizontal upper torso, available to the squeezing hands of her
Papa. She ground her plump bottom toward him, and felt the
coarse fabric of his work pants against the sensitive lips of her
cunt each time his powerful strokes thundered into her plump ass,
sending ripples through the ample flesh.
"Oh mi amado hijo", he repeated over and over as he plugged her
hairy hole, as if in disbelief that the young whore before him
was actually his own flesh and blood, the young nina he had
carried on his shoulders. She was indeed the young girl he
remembered, the one he had sold to the old Asian, had sold into a
life of sexual slavery and debauchery. This whore, available to
every man in the town was indeed his little girl. The guilt he
felt was in an instant forgotten as the cum simmering in his
balls boiled over and bolted down his cock to bath the inside of
his darling daughters womb. He felt the young whore reach back
between her legs and gently cradle his pulsing balls, coaxing the
dregs of his cum to fill her dripping cunt.
"Mi amoroso PaPa", she said as she wobbled her ass against the
man with a shudder, "My loving father" she thought as an orgasm
ran through her.
He stepped away, and the young girl looked over her sweat stained
shoulder at the two dark haired boys standing at the head of the
line of eager men that snaked away from her.
"Olla, Ernesto, Fidel, no hay de gue disposicion" she said with a
faint smile. "You are welcome to it", the young slut said as she
spread her legs and braced her arms and legs.
"Come fuck your little sister the puta, the whore." she goaded.
"Come and fill me with brothers cum, squeeze and milk your little
sister's big tits, show the others how to treat a whore, hurt me
if you can", she said with a self conscious laugh she did not
feel.
She looked away as she felt the hard demanding tube of her
brothers cock slide deeply into her offered cunt. She drifted
away, concentrating on caressing and squeezing the invading cock
with her cunt. The squelching and smacking of her overfilled
dripping cunt could be heard long after her father and brothers
had had spent themselves. They watched her, their own flesh and
blood, being used by the men of the village. Watched as the men
in their impatience, began to use used her mouth as they used her
cunt. They watched as she eagerly took their burgeoning cocks
into her mouth to suckle and caress. They watched until they too
overcome by the obscene spectacle took their turn at the eager
slut's mouth.
Maria smiled, her lips dripping cum as she wrapped her slick
fingers around her brothers vein wrapped cock. Her lips pursed
as she brought the flared head to them, flicking it lightly with
her cum streaked tongue before eagerly engulfing the head in her
warm wet mouth. Her fat tongue swirled around the sensitive
head. She smile as she felt her brothers hands on her head
pulling her down forcing her to swallow the pulsing shaft. She
grunted as the strange cock in cunt hit her cervix causing a dull
ache deep in her guts.
They watched her take all the dripping cocks, licking and
sucking, eating the river of cum offered to her mouth. Her cunt
and thighs ran a river of slimy sperm from the generous offering
the village men had given her. Her father and brothers watched
until the long line of eager men had thinned then left to drift
back to their mean farm.
The day was spent before the sore cum stained young latina made
her way painfully back to the laundry bearing the containers of
drinking water. An unseen puddle of thick congealing cum filled
her belly and sloshed from side to side. A dripping trail of
dribbling sperm marked her passage and served as a testament to
the ordeal she willingly and eagerly endured.
Chapter 24
The old Padre sent Rachel to the laundry for the first time in
over a week. Her cotton dress swished as she walked stirring the
dust of the dry street. Her bare feet made barely a sound as she
stepped under the thatched awning and entered the dark humid
interior of the laundry. She heard the tinkle of Maria's bells
as she the young Latina busied herself over the washbin. Her
ample bottom turned toward the door, she paid not notice of the
attractive young teen's arrival.
"Uh-h-h-h-n, heh-heh, ha-ha, heh-heh, Missee here, heh, heh", the
imbicilic Tahio babbled when he saw the young blond. He grabbed
the bulge in the front of his pantaloons and danced around the
room. Rachel's quim, already in an uproar from the crucifix
dangling from her clitoris, pulled tight in her stomach as she
remembered the pleasure the idiot's long tube of hard male flesh
had given her. Her mouth flooded with saliva as she remembered
the pungent taste of his half-breed sperm. She fought back the
urge to fall to her knees and take the teens cock in her mouth,
and left the room to seek out the boy's perverted father, Hatori.
She entered the dark store room, her eyes taking a moment to
adjust to the dim light. The room was empty save for a large
wooden table surrounded by chairs. The wooden floor was bare. A
sudden movement caused her heart to leap into her throat as a
large shape came shambling out of a dark corner. To the startled
girl's relief she saw it was only Conquistador, Hattori's large
dane-mastiff, his sleek black coat shining in the dim light. The
dog immediately shoved his large muzzle into the girl's crotch,
sniffing at the hot moist pit. Her face colored in the shadows,
the dog's interest was testament to the frothing state of her
pussy. The clit ring and heavy crucifix had done its work, the
constant pulling and tugging of its swinging weight during the
girl's walk had aroused the nub of nerves as assuredly as
flipping a switch. The young slut stood expectantly, looking
around for the old man but saw no one. Her hungry twat was in an
uproar as the dog's wet nose rooted at the front of her dress.
Reaching down the girl grabbed two fists of the cotton fabric and
pulled it up to her waist baring her legs and crotch to the dog's
wet muzzle. The beautiful young girl flex her knees and waist
thrusting her pelvis forward as she spread her sleek thighs. The
coraline lips of her twat parted slightly under the weight of the
six heavy brass rings that lined her nearly hairless labia. The
sparse curls along the fat lips sparkled with beads of her own
excitement. The dogs large flews left trails of saliva along the
girls supple thighs as his head shot forward as he sniffed at the
cloud of thick female musk that exploded from the hot wet recess
of the teen's sex. The dog's long mottled tongue thrust forward
and lapped at the beautiful young woman's cunt, the long flaps of
her inner labia blossoming like the petals of an exotic flower
under the dog's wet probing tongue.
The wanton college girl felt her nipples harden to painful stubs
as she offered up her dripping cunt to the black beast rooting
between her muscled thighs. The feel of the dog's wet tongue as
it played amongst the brass rings decorating her sex and tugged
and pulled at the chain dangling from the ring in her clit caused
electric sensations to course though her. Her breath came in
shallow gasps as she felt the dog's tongue lifting her to a vile
and debauched climax. Her skin burned with the obscenity of it
as the beast tongued her sex in mindless pursuit of her sexual
secretions.
"Un-g-g-g-g-h," she groaned through clenched teeth as the vile
and lewd act forced a climax from her inflamed clitoris. She
trembled as her eyes rolled and her legs gave way beneath her.
She lay on the coarse wooden floor, her large liquid breasts
lolling on her small chest. As her head cleared she shivered as
the dog's assault on the sensitive flesh between her legs
continue. Her inflamed clit sending spasms as the dog's coarse
tongue assailed the now overly sensitive bud.
As her vision cleared her eyes drifted up to the dangling mass of
flesh beneath the huge dogs belly. The massive tube of canine
flesh wobbled back and forth beneath its muscular hind legs. The
teen's womb pulled tight in her belly as she remembered the
stretching sensation and how the dog had filled her when it had
mounted her. She now new why.
"My god, it's huge." the giddy girl thought. "Even bigger than
the idiot's cock."
With a small tentative hand she reached out to touch the furry
black sheath that covered all but the head of the deep red cock.
Her small white had look tiny against the black fur covered
sheath as she pumped it gently up and down. An unfamiliar
feeling of power flooded through her as she felt the thick rod
expand beneath her palm as the soft sheath glided over the hard
rough surface of the dog's dong. She noticed the frothy yellow
white band of smegma around the mouth of the sheath as it
squeegee along the moist surface of the dark red cock. Her blue
eyes were perversely drawn to the glistening surface of the cock,
its barrel crisscrossed by a myriad of dark blue veins but looked
and felt smooth to the touch. Her pert nose flared at the rich
musky smell evolving from the dog's loins, as she subconsciously
pulled the dog's thick dong toward her.
The dog continued to slather his tongue over the girl's frothing
cunt and it's metallic adornments. She braced her tiny feet
against the floor and lifted her pelvis upward pushing her
shoulders into the floor, offering the dog an easier target. Her
tiny hand remained locked around the large rod of canine flesh
pumping the sheath back and forth as more and more of the bestial
cock protruded immodestly from the protective covering. Like an
immense hose the cock elongated and thickened, its blunt snout
hanging downward like some and obscene elephantine trunk. The
young girl reached up with the other hand, to feel at the
hardened bulge of the dogs swelling knot, still encased in the
furry sheath. The knot felt like as large and as hard as a
baseball. The girl pumped the swelling cock with more and more
enthusiasm as she neared a second vile climax. The long hose
like cock swung from side to side and swiped a livid glistening
trail across her cheek and lips of bestial slime. In reflex the
pink dart of her tongue shot out and collected a glistening wad
of bestial pre-cum. Her taste buds registered the pungent taste
as her clit exploded in a sympathetic climax. She wallowed in
her depravity as the taste burned into her and her body convulsed
beneath the beast that towered over her frail form. A depraved
hunger suddenly drove all reason from lust drugged mind. Hunger
turned to overwhelming need as she twisted beneath the large
panting beast. Resting on her right hip she arched her neck
upward as she used her small hands to guide the swaying pipe of
bestial flesh to her open lips. Her pink pointed tongue bore
into the deep dimple in the end of the blunt snout. She painted
her pouting lips with the tube of living flesh like some gigantic
lipstick playing its leaking tip from side to side over her lips
and tongue. The clear musky fluid coated her lower face and
teeth as she and the dog panted out their low mindless lust in
unison.
Sliding further under the beast she pushed her gaping mouth onto
the thick pole capturing the blunt tip in the warm wet cavern of
her mouth.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-h." she moaned as she gobbled the impossibly
thick shaft. Rachel's mind roared, she nearly gagged at thought
of the pure degeneracy and obscenity of her willful act. Her
cunt exploded in another climax as she groveled beneath the
mindless beast degrading herself for it's mindless pleasure. Her
tongue lathed the thick red shaft exploring it, seeking to learn
its myriad of new tastes it offered her. The pungency of the
thick rich lubricant that coated the cock cloyed her sense of
taste, her swollen clit throbbing in unison to her ravenous
sucking. She forced her jaw wider an wider as she attempted to
swallow more and more of the inflamed prong. Her left hand
milked the sheath up and down the thick shaft. The monstrous dog
whinnied and stepped from side to side over the girl. Rachel's
large tits projected from her chest, their weight pressing one
onto the other as she lay on her side, where they wobbled to and
fro as she labored to please the beast. The beautiful young girl
lay on the dirty wooden floor and swallowed half the dog's thick
cock. Her breath came in labored rushes through her nose as her
plugged throat convulsed around the red shaft. Fully three
inches thick at it's midpoint she could swallow no more and
continued to milk and suck the pungent nectar from the bestial
shaft.
Suddenly the creature stiffened and the shaft trapped in her
throat spasmed flooding her throat with hot animal sperm. She
gasped and choked on the flood of cum. Streamers flying from her
delicate nostrils to coat her face, its glistening ribbons
dripping to decorate the slopes of her quivering melons. Trying
to retreat she pulled her head back only to have the dog advance
driving his prong back into the attractive teens mouth. The girl
swallowed gulp after gulp of the rich cream unable to taste the
treasure she labored to win. Planting a hand in front of the
dog's massive knot she pushed back as she withdrew her mouth to
the spouting tip to capture the last great gouts, and suckle the
dregs from the great beasts massive balls.
The obscene girl wallowed beneath the huge dog, one hand feeding
the pipe like cock to her mouth, the other delving into the
frothing pit of her sex. Her finger diddled amidst the rings and
the clit chain that were liberally coated with the girls own cunt
slime. As she suckled and licked the long heavy shaft she
grasped the large clit ring, twisting and pulling it until she
exploded in a mind bending orgasm only a degenerate and perverted
soul could know.
Having lost interest the great beast withdrew unmindful of his
lover as she wallowed on the floor in a pool of their mingled
secretions.
Chapter 25
The old man found her lying on the floor her mind groggy from her
self debauchery. She slowly became aware of his presence and
roused herself. The ever present leer was on his face as he
watched the young girl rise, and stand meekly before him. Her
dress fell modestly back in place hiding her wet sex. She wiped
at the wet mess that coated her face and chest.
"The Padre said I was to come to you today." the teenager
whispered.
"I have been wondering when he would send you to me. I was
beginning to think he was keeping you to himself." The old man
said as he hawked up a wad of phlegm and spit it on the floor.
"I see you remember Conquistador," he said with a contemptuous
laugh. "Let me have a lookee at you." he said with a grin the
exposed the stumps of his rotted teeth.
The girl hesitated for a second, unsure of what he wanted.
"Smack", the old man's right had caught her full on the left
cheek.
"Do not make me ask you to undress, missee. You have no thing
but your big titties and leetle pussy that I want to see." He
hissed. "You are only for fuckee and suckee."
The 5'7' teenager stood a head taller than the old japanese whose
stood stooped and wizened. His dark eyes roamed the girl. The
the thin cotton fabric of the girl's dress, damp with sweat,
hugged every curve of her overripe figure. Her breasts stood out
prominately from her chest like two rounded peaks separated by a
broad valley. The two halves of the cheap dress met in the
valley and were held in place by a cloth belt tied at her narrow
waist. Her prominent nipples and dark red aureoles were clearly
visible through the thin light colored fabric.
The pretty teen raised her hands to untie the knotted belt at her
waist, her fingers trembling with anticipation. The short
withered Asian noticed that the beautiful young girl's nipples
had hardened and her aureoles had puckered as she began to strip
for him. The thing cotton dress gaped open as she let the belt
drop to the wooden floor. The old man caught a glimpse of the
firm rounded curves of her breasts in the gap, just before she
shrugged her shoulders and the dress fell down her pale arms to
form a puddle around her feet.
Hattori felt his withered cock twitch in his loose pants as he
once again saw the young American girl in all her naked glory.
"Shit" he thought to himself, as he literally drooled at the
sight of her. He reached out a withered bony hand to cup one of
the girl's large breasts. She smiled a tense smile and pulling
back her shoulders and pushing the large orbs out to him in
offering. The young pussy began to secrete heavily as she
remembered the torment and the pleasure she had experienced at
the hands of the old pervert the last time she had been here.
Her cupped the heavy bag of flesh running his thumb over her inch
long nipples, smearing the drops of dog cum over the dark flesh.
Her nipples appeared larger and more swollen than here
remembered. It must be the Padre's attention he thought to
himself. His face showed none of the appreciation he felt for
the perfection of the beautiful girls breasts. So large and
firm, only a hint of sag under their prodigious weight, at her
age. The long teats, fully an inch long and as thick as a man's
index finger. The large raised aureoles puckered to the size of
a silver dollar, their surface a tight circle of raised
constricted flesh. The old man could not resist the impulse, he
leaned forward to suck one of the thick nipples into his mouth.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-h", the young American moaned, oblivious to the rank
odor of the old man's breath as he sucked voraciously on her
right breast. She pushed her chest out in an involuntary motion
feeding the old man even more of the pale ivory globe. The old
man felt the thick nipple swell against his tongue as he sucked
and chewed at the girl's flesh. He stood back leaving her right
nipple glistening with his foul smelling saliva. His eyes
followed the plane of her stomach to the cluster of yellow metal
at her groin.
"So I see missee has new decorations", he huffed, stepping
forward to finger the six brass rings piercing the thick outer
lips of her labia wet from her heavily secreting cunt. He hooked
a finger under the chain dangling from the thick ring through her
clit and raised it, the chin running past his finger until the
heavy crucifix rested in his hand. He shook his head in
amusement, then turned and walked toward the table pulling the
surprised girl along by the chain. She let out a surprised
whimper and winced in pain as the thick stub of her newly healed
clit was jerked by the tension on the thick ring running through
it.
"Missee sits here," he said motioning to the edge of the table.
With that he let the cross drop and the girl shuddered as it was
jerked to a stop by the short chain, sending an electric thrill
through her swelling clitoris. She hopped onto the edge of the
rough wooden table her trim pale bottom making a plopping noise
she wiggled into position. The old man quickly ran a four foot
length of bamboo between the girl's arms and her back, looped a
cord around each wrist and tied them in front of her, locking her
arms around the pole. He then tied a rope harness around her
waist to which he secured her wrists. His final act was to
secure a skull cap harness connected to nasal tines which he
inserted in the girls pert nose, which he secured to the back of
the bamboo pole, pulling her head up and back. He took a moment
to appreciate his work, the girls shoulders were drawn back,
causing her ample breasts to be thrust forward, her back arched,
and neck extended as her head was drawn back by the cruel
pressure on her delicate nostrils over the crown of her head,
leaving her eyes wide and her mouth agape. Satisfied her left
the room.
He returned a short while later with a short portly man that
Rachel had seen in the village square, eyeing her hungrily. She
felt the black eyes set narrowly in the dark brown face crawl
over every inch of her exposed flesh, his thick tongue licking
his lips nervously. The nervous twitch in his left eye become
more pronounced as he stood and rubbed his sweating hands up and
down the front of his trousers. The stained white jacket
announced that he was of the medical trade or had been in some
distant past.
"You may begin doctor, the yanquee slut does not mind" the old
Asian said. "She will probably like it." he said as he fingered
her seeping cunt, and holding up two dripping fingers as proof.
The white coated man produced a black bag which he sat on the
table next to the helpless girl's pale thigh. He produced a
wicked looking stainless steel syringe with a heavy gauge needle,
some cotton swabs and a bottle of alcohol. A glass topped bottle
contained liquid and several thick brass rings.
"Who did the piecing of the puta's cunt?" the man asked.
"Our good Padre must have done it, they were not there the last
time, I used the girl", the old man replied.
"He did good work, a pity though, I would have enjoyed doing it
myself", the man stated, as he raised a hand to squeeze the girl
left breast.
"Such fine big pezonas on this one", he said as he twisted and
pulled on her swollen nipples. "I will not have to clamp them or
apply suction as I did on the little latina whore I fixed for you
last time, eh?"
"No, the leetle missee likes her neeples they should be treated
rough." Hattori said as he pointed out the faint ligature marks
and the healed punctures from her last visit.
"Her big titties, they connected straight to her leetle pussy, I
think", the white coated man laughed in appreciation. "Clamps?,
no we don't need no stinking clamps!!" he said as he pulled and
twisted on the red rubber flesh of her teats.
"Oh-h-h-h-h, m-m-m-m-mh", the attractive teen moaned and arched
her back even more pushing her huge tits at her tormentor.
Rachel looked down at the thick long nipples the laughing man had
between his fingers and despised them. She felt the buzzing in
her clit as the stranger twisted and pulled at her prominent
teats. She hated how they fed the burning fire in her cunt, a
fire that ruled her. The educated woman that had once been her
fought with the mindless whore she had willfully become within
the shell of perfect flesh that was her lust inspiring body. The
whore and slut in her wanted to be used and degraded, in this the
old Rachel agreed. She should be chastised, her flesh mortified
and punished for its violation of all things decent and moral.
The thrill of punishment made her grind her breast at the
stranger, then pull back stretching her nipples. An excited
whimper leaked from her slack mouth, her pussy leaving a telltale
stain of wetness on the wooden table as she squirmed beneath the
stranger's brutal fingers.
The Stranger released her swollen nipples and picked up the
bottle and swabs. The acrid smell of alcohol reached Rachel's
panting nostrils as he swabbed her hardened teats, the liquid
stinging the irritated flesh.
"Bueno, now we see if the slut is truly a whore like Maria. He
said as he brandished the syringe.
"Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h, n-o-o-o-o-o," the attractive teen's mind
screamed in silent protest and final resignation.
The white coated stranger held a rubber stopper against the
inside of the girl's left nipple and pressed the thick needle to
the outside slowly twisting it as he pushed it through the
sensitive resisting flesh. As he pushed he lowered his face to
within inches of the beautiful face of the bound girl.
"You like? Does the leetle slut like the way Emilio treats her
leetle titties?, he hissed, his breath foul from last nights
singani, the local equivalent of vodka.
Rachel barely heard the man, the lancing pain in her nipple
bringing only a long low moan of pleasure as her cunt convulsed
under the reverberation of her swollen clit.
"No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o" she moaned as the intense wave of pleasure
rippled out from the long livid finger of her pierced clit. Her
guts cramped and twisted as the pain induced climax coursed
through her. Her glassy eyes failed to see the Strangers
satisfied smile only inches from her sweating trembling face.
The her ivory body shuddered and jerked as the climax completed
as the needle imbedded itself in its rubber target impaling the
swollen flesh of her thick teat. As the Stranger watched with
sadistic satisfaction, a thick drop of ruby colored blood dripped
from the rigid flesh that capped her out thrust breast to drop on
her pale thigh.
Detaching the needle and leaving it in place her turned his
attention to her other painfully hard nipple. With the same
practiced care he pierced her other thick nipple. Playfully he
pulled and twisted the newly violated few bring one orgasm after
another cascading through the attractive young slut's body.
"She is a whore, no? The pain she makes her cum easily, si?, the
Stranger said to the old man as he sat stroking his cock as he
watched the lewd performance play out before him.
The white coated man cleaned and emplaced the thick brass rings
through the fresh piercings in the moaning girl's nipples.
Before he sealed the ends with a large bead, Hattori handed him
ceramic jar from which he removed two brass bells. He affixed
them to the rings and sealed them.
"You are now truly a puta, a village whore. All will know you by
the bells. You will be free to use by everyone." the stranger
sniggered.
Hattori nodded in response to the Strangers inquiring glance.
The man hurridly opened his fly, his stiffened prong curving
upward in the dim light. He grasped the young girl behind the
thighs and pulled her toward the edge of the table. Freeing his
right hand he slotted his throbbing cock between the sopping lips
of the moaning girls twat.
"Uh-n-n-n-n-n-h, y-e-e-e-e-s-s-s-s-s", the girl squealed as the
Strangers cock lanced deep into her cunt. His rapid fire and
urgent thrusts buffeted her as his hips pounded the back of her
thighs causing her newly pierced tits to jounce and jiggle as
they rolled across her chest, the tinkling of her new nipple
bells burning indelibly into her consciousness.
Her clit exploded at the realization that she had been marked a
whore, she hunched against the Stranger as her clit chain swung
and pulled at the insane flesh between her legs. Another and
final climax coursed through her as she felt the Strangers
scalding seed geyser into her stuffed cunt and run down the crack
between her firm cheeks.
"I am a whore" a part of the beautiful American thought to
herself with a thrill...another part of her cried.
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