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Here is a new story called Helen's Whores -- I hope you like it!
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Kelli
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The following story is a work of fiction. Its contents are of a graphically
sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between underage
partners. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
This story is intended for ADULTS only. If you are under the legal age of
consent in your local jurisdiction, or if you are easily offended, STOP
READING NOW. Feedback is appreciated from those who enjoy the story and find
it stimulating.
HELEN'S WHORES
By Kelli Paine (kellipaine1979@hotmail.com)
Codes: mF Mg bg nc incest rape torture
CHAPTER 1: Helen Becomes a Whore
Helen was born in a whorehouse in New Mexico where her mother worked as a
prostitute. Carolyn was 17 when she had Helen, with no doctor there, just
the other whores that lived with her in the brothel. Carolyn's vagina was
torn while she was giving birth, and the only thing the girls could do to
stop the bleeding was to force a large dildo up Carolyn's snatch. They
wedged it into her pussy so tight that it stopped the bleeding -- but they
didn't notice the dildo was covered with plastic spikes. It was three inches
wide and 15 inches long, and there was only one inch of it sticking out of
her cunt after the stupid whores shoved it in far enough to stop the
bleeding.
They left the dildo in Carolyn's twat for two days -- but when they tried to
pull it out, the spikes shredded the walls of her vagina, and blood started
gushing out between her legs. She had been breast-feeding Helen, and she
died while Helen was sucking on her swollen tits. The girls left Helen there
for several hours while they tried to figure out what to do, and Carolyn's
milk dried up. Her nipples were still stiffly erect when Helen was pulled
away from her breasts, and Helen was screaming as she was taken into another
room.
The whores sold Carolyn's body to some men that enjoyed fucking dead girls.
Years later, when Helen was 12 and still living in the whorehouse, one of
the whores told her how her mother died, and it scarred her for life -- she
came to the understanding that all girls are just whores, pieces of meat for
men to use any way they want. She saw that every day in the whorehouse -- a
girl bending over so a man could fuck her in the ass, and no matter how much
it hurt, the girl always said she loved it, loved that big cock in her ass,
and please do it harder, fuck me harder, ream out my ass with that big hard
cock.
Helen's virginity was auctioned when she was 13, with small breasts that
were just beginning to grow. She was so young, she didn't have any pubic
hair, and her slit was a smooth, tight little line between her legs. Six men
were bidding on her, and they got to check the merchandise before the
auction started. She was told to strip, and she stood up very straight,
completely naked, with her arms at her sides and her slim legs spread. The
men walked around her, feeling her little tits, commenting on her nipples
and how erect they were, feeling between her legs, running their fingers
over her slit, as she closed her eyes with embarrassment and humiliation.
Helen was bought by a man with a 12-inch cock. He carried her upstairs to a
room with several rows of chairs around the bed, and twelve of his friends
watched while he deflowered her. After he took her virginity, he gave her to
his friends, and Helen got screwed for a whole day. When they finished with
her, she couldn't stand up, and it took a month for her damaged vagina to
heal -- but the psychic damage was even worse. While he was fucking her,
Helen's buyer told her he was one of the men that had bought her mother's
body, and he told her what had been done to her mother -- she had been raped
for two days by more than 20 men, and they only stopped fucking her when her
body began to stink. They all masturbated on her face on last time, and they
all urinated on her, and then her body was stuffed in a plastic bag and left
in an alley.
Helen was badly scarred by this story, and it hardened her into a tough
little bitch. By the time she was 15, she was doing gang bangs in the
whorehouse, getting raped by 30 men, all of them screwing her as many times
as they could. She did things the other girls wouldn't even think about, and
she was a very popular girl. But when she was 16, she got thrown out of the
whorehouse because she hurt one of her johns by squeezing his balls too
hard. She became a street whore for three years, giving blowjobs in doorways
for $5, but eventually one of her johns took an interest in her. He came to
her every night for a week and she sucked him off. He paid $1 extra to get
her to swallow his cum, and he stayed and talked to her for a few minutes
while she was cleaning his cock. He liked her enough to marry her and get
her off the street, despite her past.
They had three children, spaced two years apart, but then her husband
decided he wanted her to perform for some of his friends. It started with
Helen dancing naked for them, but it quickly turned into a gang bang, and
suddenly Helen was a prostitute again. Her husband pimped her for parties
with his friends, and after a few years he was selling her for sex parties
at hotels. He would drop her off on a Monday evening with a group of men in
town for a convention, and she would stay in their suite for the whole week,
doing whatever she was told. She was kept naked the whole time, and they
chained her to the toilet when they went out, so she couldn't leave. Helen's
pimp was making a lot of money selling her body, and Helen, like all whores,
was too stupid to see what was happening to her.
CHAPTER 2: Helen Changes Her Life
After 15 years of getting screwed like this, Helen finally managed to get
enough money together to divorce her husband/pimp, and she moved to
Manassas, Virginia, with her three kids. She got a job as a computer
programmer at a large newspaper in Washington, DC, but soon realized she
wasn't making enough money to keep up with her expenses. After two more
years, she decided she had to find a way to make more money. Her daughter
Dara was 17, Laurel was 15, and her son Dillon was 13. Dara wasn't pretty,
with mousy brown hair and a plain face -- but Laurel was stunning, with long
red hair and a slim body and pale white skin, with some freckles. Dillon was
a slim boy with a nice face -- and his cock was 12 inches long. Helen had
gone into his room while he was asleep, and looked between his legs, and he
had an erection, and she realized he had a huge cock for such a young boy.
Helen thought about going back to being a whore -- but she was 37 now, with
sagging breasts and a loose pussy, and she knew it would be hard to get men
to fuck her for money. But her kids... the girls were so young and beautiful,
and her son was so handsome... she thought there must be a way to make some
money with them. She loved her kids, but she hated their father -- the man
who had pimped her for 15 years -- and slowly her feelings for her pimp were
transferred to her kids. She began to think of Dara and Laurel as rivals,
like the other whores when she lived in the whorehouse, competing for men,
competing for cocks, trying to be the sexiest little whore so she would get
selected for the honor of servicing a cock with her pussy. Helen began to
hate her daughters, and her son, too -- and that made it easy to come up
with a great way to make money using them.
CHAPTER 3: Helen's Plan
If Helen's plan was going to work, she had to find a better place to live.
She was living out in the countryside, in an old house, and she knew men
wouldn't want to come out that far. She found a townhouse in Manassas, not
far from I-66, and it was perfect: four bedrooms on three floors. She
started setting up her plan.
Helen's plan was simple: she was going to set up her children as
prostitutes, and she would be the pimp and keep all the money. She wanted to
quit her job, and open a bed and breakfast somewhere in Maryland, but she
needed a lot of money to buy the right place, and prostitution was the
fastest way to make money, and anyway it was all she knew how to do, besides
programming. Her programming contract had only a year more to run, and she
had to do something now.
She started by getting fucked herself. She bought a skimpy lace top and a
sexy black miniskirt that barely covered her ass, and started spending
evenings on a street corner about a mile from her townhouse, where
prostitutes hung out. She got picked up a lot, and she quickly became known
as a great little cocksucker. She could perform 50 blowjobs each night, and
though she could make more money getting screwed, she loved a cock in her
mouth, so she spent most of her time on her knees giving blowjobs in an
alley. If the man wanted to fuck her, she just raised her skirt and let him
do her standing up.
After three months, she had made enough money and contacts to put her plan
in operation. She passed the word to her regular johns, telling them that
her daughters and her son were going to be available for sex parties, and
the word spread fast. Helen kept talking about her kids for a few days, then
mentioned that they were all virgins -- and suddenly the men got more
insistent. There were lots of whores around, but a chance to get a piece of
a virgin, a sweet young thing that had never been touched -- men would pay a
good price for that. Most of them wanted girls, beautiful little angels with
budding breasts and slim bodies -- but there were some men that love the
harsh sounds a young boy makes when he is forced to take a cock up his ass
and he finds out that boys can be fucked just like girls that way.
A firestorm of talk developed over the next few weeks, with Helen describing
her daughters' bodies and her son's big cock, and hinting that maybe the men
would like to watch her son making love to his sisters. The men were
offering so much money that Helen knew she couldn't wait much longer, but
she took time for one more enticement: she made some handouts on her
computer at home, showing pictures of her children in bathing suits, and
passed them out to her johns each night for a week. The handouts spread
through town like wildfire, and Helen knew the time was right.
Helen made up a second handout, showing a picture of her daughters wearing
g-strings and her son with his hands cupped over his genitals, and
advertising a sex show at her townhouse in two weeks. The handout said that
all three of them were virgins, and their virginity would be sold to the
highest bidder, with a minimum price of $5,000 for each girl and $3,000 for
the boy. As an added attraction, all the kids could be fucked without using
a condom, since they had never had sex before -- and there was the added fun
of maybe getting the girls pregnant. Helen passed out 100 of the handouts,
and from the feedback she was getting from her johns, it looked like there
would be more than 30 men bidding on her daughters. The high prices kept the
turnout down to a number that could be entertained in Helen's townhouse.
CHAPTER 4: Helen Talks to Her Children
Helen got her kids together and explained what was going to happen. She had
waited until only a week before the sex show, so the kids wouldn't have time
to get too worried or nervous. She told Dara and Laurel that the family
needed money, and that sex was the best way to get it fast. She explained to
Dillon that some of the men would want to have sex with him, and it might
hurt, but the family really needed the money. All the kids said they were
willing to help, and Helen kissed them and told them how much she loved
them.
Helen's stomach lurched as she kissed her children, because she actually
felt nothing but hatred for them. Dara and Laurel were so young and pretty,
it just reminded Helen how old she was, and how her tits were sagging and
her face looked old. She looked like a prostitute that had been used up,
worn out from too many years of spreading her legs and getting screwed --
and she was going to watch while her bitch daughters found out what it was
like to have their bodies used like pieces of meat. She was going to enjoy
watching her girls getting turned out, becoming slutty little whores right
before her eyes, and getting paid a lot of money while she enjoyed the show.
CHAPTER 5: Dara's Operation
The next day, Helen took Dara to a doctor she heard about from some of the
other prostitutes. She told the doctor that she wanted Dara's breasts
enlarged. The doctor didn't ask Dara about this -- he just took Helen's
money and did what she wanted. She told him she wanted Dara to be really
huge, to have the kind of tits that made men wonder why a young girl would
do that to herself. Dara's breasts were a little larger than normal for her
age, and even though she was so young, they were already sagging a little.
The areolas were small and pink, but she had nice wide nipples, as big as
the last joint on her thumb.
Dara was taken to a smaller room and her arms were strapped to a medical
table, to prevent her struggling during the procedure. This doctor used a
very unusual -- and illegal -- procedure to do the enlargement: a thick
solution of silicone and a bonding compound was injected directly into the
girl's breasts, using long needles inserted through her nipples. The
procedure had never been used by any reputable surgeons, because of the
disfiguring that occurred within two years in test subjects. But it was much
less expensive than the traditional method of inserting sealed bags of
saline solution behind the girl's breasts, which required full surgery with
general anesthetic.
Helen didn't want any scars to show, and this procedure left nothing visible
anywhere on the girl's breast, since the needle was inserted into the small
channel that brings milk into the nipple. The doctor had told Helen that
this method required only a few days of recovery at home, so Dara would be
ready for the sex show the following week.
The doctor also told Helen about the long-term effects of this procedure:
the bonding solution would make the silicone adhere to Dara's breast tissue
-- but as months went by, the silicone would loosen and break up into tiny
nodules that would spread through her body. Her breasts would deflate and
elongate, like a balloon when the air is let out, and there would be no way
to do anything to make her breasts look better. She would have immune
deficiency problems for the rest of her life, and might get lupus or several
other chronic diseases -- but for a while, her breasts would look
spectacular.
Helen didn't care about anything except having Dara look fuckable at the sex
show, so she told the doctor to go ahead. The needle was twelve inches long,
and Dara screamed when the sharp point penetrated her left nipple. The
needle had to be inserted slowly, so it wouldn't damage the nipple or the
breast, and Dara whimpered the whole time it was being done. Then the
silicone solution was injected, and this also had to be done very slowly, to
give the breast tissue and skin enough time to stretch and accommodate the
additional volume that was being added to the breast.
It took two hours to enlarge Dara's left breast, and her jaw was clenched
tightly the whole time, her eyes wide with fear and embarrassment as she
watched her tit getting bigger and bigger. The doctor brought in ten other
men that he said were medical students, "to observe the procedure," but Dara
could see that none of them was dressed like a doctor -- and they were
laughing and pointing at her as she lay there on the table. They were making
comments, whispering back and forth, and Dara's face got very red with shame
and disgust.
Finally the needle was slowly pulled out of Dara's left nipple, and her
right breast was prepared -- the doctor fondled her nipple until it was
stiffly erect, as he had with her left nipple, so the needle could be
inserted. It took another two hours for her right breast to be enlarged, and
the doctor took the other men out and brought in a second group to watch.
Dara closed her eyes in embarrassment as her tit started to swell up. (The
doctor made a large side income from men that were willing to pay to watch
girls getting boob jobs this way -- and if they were willing to pay even
more, he let them bring cameras and take pictures through a one-way glass
panel in the wall. More than forty men took pictures of Dara that day.)
After both of her breasts had been augmented, Dara's arms were released, but
when she tried to stand up, she almost fell over -- her new tits were so
big, it was like having sandbags strapped to her chest, and the weight
almost dragged her down. The doctor caught her -- and used the opportunity
to feel her up a little, running his fingers over her erect nipples as she
squirmed -- and Helen took her home.
The doctor had told Helen that Dara might have some pain the first night,
and that was an understatement -- the girl felt like she had been hit in the
chest, like she had been thrown into a tree, but she couldn't touch her
breasts because the silicone might not adhere properly. And she could not
lie down, because the shape of her breasts might be affected as the silicone
worked itself into her breast tissues. So the little bitch just had to sit
in a chair, trying to sleep, with her big new jugs hanging out.
The pain was almost as bad the second night, and again Dara was not allowed
to lie down. By the third night, she could go to bed as usual -- except it
was like trying to sleep with two volleyballs strapped to her chest. She
couldn't lay in any position except on her back, and she didn't get much
sleep because of the discomfort. Her back was hurting because of the extra
weight she was carrying around, and she had a constant headache.
CHAPTER 6: Dara Loses Her Virginity
The men showed up on Friday night, and Helen let each man in and told him to
sit down. She had a large sofa and several chairs, and she had added some
folding chairs. There were 32 men there when she locked the front door, and
some of them had to stand along the walls.
Helen opened a door and Dara came into the living room. She was naked except
for a tiny lace bra that was really just two patches of lace and thin
straps. Her pubic hair was showing between her legs as Helen led her to the
middle of the room and she stepped up on the coffee table. She stumbled as
she walked, because she was wearing "fuck me" shoes, red ankle strap pumps
with 5-inch heels that Helen had bought just for this party. Helen told Dara
to display her body, and the girl turned slowly so all the men could see
what she had. Her pubic hair had been trimmed into a V above her slit, and
her breasts jiggled as she turned. Her face was very plain and ordinary --
she just wasn't a pretty girl -- and her body was a little chunky. But none
of the men was interested in any of that -- they were all staring at her
breasts.
Dara had been 32C before she got enlarged -- but now she was 38DD. Her jugs
looked like melons, huge and round, and they didn't sag at all -- they stuck
out straight, capped with 4-inch areolas that were light brown and covered
the whole front of each breast. Her nipples were erect, sticking out like
little cocks, long and thick, and she looked like a bitch in heat. Her bra
didn't cover her areolas -- the scraps of lace were only half an inch wide,
covering just the tips of her stiff nipples. Her pubic hair was moist, with
little droplets of vaginal secretions glistening in the light as she turned
slowly.
Helen announced that the bidding was open at $5,000. Dara's price quickly
went up to $5,500, then to $6000. Some of the bidders wanted to check out
the merchandise, and Helen let them come up and touch Dara, play with her
tits and run their fingers down between her legs, and one man opened her
mouth to look at her teeth, like she was a horse. The bidding continued, and
after only a few minutes Dara's virginity was sold for $9,000. Helen was
thrilled that Dara brought such a high price -- this meant that Laurel would
probably bring in much more.
Helen offered Dara's buyer a bedroom to use, but the man decided to deflower
the girl right there on the floor, with all the other men watching. He told
Dara to strip for him, and when took off her bra, he told her to stuff it in
her mouth. He told her to lay down on the floor and spread her legs. The
floor was polished hardwood, and Dara was very uncomfortable laying there,
but when she asked the man if they could use the bed, he told her whores
don't deserve to get fucked on a bed. The other men laughed as Dara's fucker
put the tip of his cock in her slit. He felt her hymen blocking the entrance
to her vagina, and told the other men, "This little bitch really is a
virgin, this is gonna be sweet." The men laughed again, and watched as the
cock slowly entered the girl's tight pussy.
Dara could feel pressure as the cock pressed against her hymen, and then she
had a stab of pain as she was fully penetrated. Her fucker deflowered her
with one deep stroke, and some blood dripped down over the curve of her ass
as he started reaming out her vagina. Dara grunted with pain as each stroke
made her body jerk back and forth. Her huge tits were bouncing around as she
got fucked, and the men were laughing at her and making comments on her big
boobs. Her fucker took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked it, biting
it a little as he kept screwing her. It only took a few minutes of fucking
this slut before the man was ready to cum. He plunged deep into Dara's tight
little cunt and held his cock there as he exploded inside her, filling her
vagina with his warm creamy sperm.
He pulled out of Dara's twat and told her to clean his cock with her mouth.
Dara got on her hands and knees and put her face between his legs, and her
huge tits dangled like udders on a cow while she licked his cock. It was
covered with her pussy slime and some blood, and semen was still oozing out
of the tip. She swallowed the sperm, sucking the cock a little to get every
drop. When she was done, she sat back on her knees and smiled at her fucker.
He told the other men they could have her if they wanted her, and five of
the men decided to screw the little whore -- the others wanted to wait for
Laurel and Dillon.
Helen hadn't figured on the buyer passing her daughter around to the other
men, but she decided she'd better not try to stop them. Dara looked at her
mom with fear and humiliation showing on her face, but Helen shook her head
slightly and motioned Dara to lay down again. All the men fucked her there
on the floor, and some of them grabbed a handful of her hair and banged her
head on the wood floor as they screwed her. They enjoyed hurting a girl
while she was being fucked, adding some pain to her humiliation as she lay
there on her back with her legs apart, servicing one man while the others
watched, waiting to get a piece of this little bitch.
The men all sucked Dara's nipples while they were fucking her, and squeezed
her big tits painfully, fascinated by their size -- she looked like a cow.
Her breasts had purple bruises all over them when the men finished with her.
They all dumped their loads in her pussy, and semen was leaking down her
thighs when the last man pulled his cock out of her well-fucked vagina. She
had a terrible headache from having her head banged on the floor, and her
pussy was raw and sore from being screwed six times.
The men wanted Dara to stay there and watch the rest of the show, so Dara's
buyer told her to crawl over to the wall. The men laughed loudly as her
boobs swayed back and forth while she crawled. She looked like she needed to
be milked. Her buyer told her to squat, not touching the wall, then raise
herself so she was half standing up, with her knees spread. He told her to
stand on her toes, which was terribly hard to do in her slut shoes, but she
tried to obey. She was leaning forward with her jugs hanging out lewdly, and
her buyer told her to play with her breasts. She was told not to move from
that position, and the man knew that keeping her legs bent like that was
going to be very painful after an hour or two. Dara tried to smile as she
cupped her boobs and started caressing herself. Cum, mixed with blood, was
still leaking out of her twat and oozing down her legs.
CHAPTER 7: Refreshments Are Served
After Dara was positioned near the wall, Helen went around the room serving
beer to all the men. She was almost naked, wearing a g-string the barely
covered her pussy, and a lace bra like Dara had worn -- two tiny patches of
lace with thin straps. Helen's breasts were saggy and a little wrinkled, but
her nipples were huge, like Dara's -- as big as the last joint of her thumb.
The men felt her up as she brought the beer to them, running their fingers
under her g-string bra to play with her pussy, and squeezing her ugly
breasts. They pushed her bra up around her neck, so her tits were hanging
out, jiggling as she walked around the room. They pinched her nipples and
called her an ugly old whore, and told her how much better her daughter
looked that she did. Then they pulled her g-string down around her knees,
and told her to leave it there as she finished serving the beer. Each man
stuck his fingers in her twat and fondled her as she served the beer.
Helen's cunt was dripping down her thighs -- she got all hot and wet
watching Dara getting screwed, and now the men's fingers inside her were
getting her excited. One of the men told her to scoop up some juices from
her thighs and put it in his beer, to flavor it. Helen put one hand between
her legs and obeyed, swishing her fingers around in the beer to mix in her
pussy juices. The man sipped from the glass and told her she tasted good,
and then more men wanted to taste her cunt.
Helen was told to get up on the coffee table and squat there, and one of the
men put his beer glass between her legs, right under her slit. He told her
to deposit some of her juices in his beer -- without using her hands. He
took her nipples in his fingers and squeezed, lifting her breasts by the
nipples and shaking them, and a little gush of cunt slime oozed out of
Helen's twat into the glass. Another glass was put under her pussy, and the
next man played with her breasts until some warm juices leaked out of her
cunt into his glass.
Helen was kept there, squatting on the coffee table, until all the men had
some of her vaginal secretions in his glass. Most of the men told her that
her pussy tasted good, but several of them said she tasted like a dirty
toilet -- and they stepped over to her and poured their beer over her head.
After all the men had sampled her cunt juices, she was allowed to get off
the table, with beer and her own pussy slime dripping off her face and her
ugly tits.
CHAPTER 8: Dillon Loses His Anal Virginity
Helen wiped the beer off her face and her breasts, and dried her arms and
legs. The men wanted some fresh meat, so she opened a door and told Dillon
to come in. He was naked except for a male g-string that barely covered his
cock and his balls. He stepped up on the coffee table and turned slowly, so
the men could get a good look at him. They wanted to see his equipment, so
Helen went over to her son and removed his g-string. His cock was slightly
erect, and it stiffened a little as the men looked at him. They told Helen
to play with his cock. She had never touched him that way, but she wanted to
keep the men happy, so she put her hand between Dillon's legs and fondled
his penis. It jerked in her hand, stiffening quickly as she caressed his
balls gently, and in a few seconds he was fully erect.
Dillon was a slim boy, and his 12-inch cock looked unbelievable, sticking
straight out, throbbing as his mom continued to play with it. Some of the
men -- the ones that like to fuck young boys in the ass -- were staring
intently at Dillon, and Helen knew she would get a good price for him.
Helen opened the bidding at $3,000 and it quickly jumped to $4,000 and then
to $5,000. When the bidding slowed down, Helen invited the men to come up
and check out Dillon's equipment. Only seven men were bidding on him -- the
rest were waiting for Laurel -- and they gathered around the boy, touching
his erect cock and running their hands over his slim arms and legs. The
bidding resumed, and in a few minutes Dillon was sold for $7,300. His buyer
couldn't wait to claim his prize. He told Dillon to lay down on the floor --
on his stomach -- and to spread his legs. The man told Dillon to reach
around and open his ass cheeks, offering his virgin ass to his fucker.
The man told Helen to go around in front of Dillon -- he wanted her to watch
her son's face while he took Dillon's virginity. He told Helen to get down
on her knees and spread her legs, so Dillon had a good view of his mother's
cunt as the man got between his legs. He told Helen to rub her pussy and
finger-fuck herself while he got ready to deflower Dillon. He watched Helen
masturbating while he rubbed his own 14-inch cock, running his other hand
over Dillon's round ass as he felt his penis getting hard. The boy was
holding his ass cheeks wide open, and the man ran a finger down his ass
crack to his anus, making Dillon jump as he played with the tight little
hole. The man felt his penis throbbing, and he wanted Dillon so much now.
The man put the tip of his cock on Dillon's rectum, then pushed the boy's
hands aside as he took Dillon's ass cheeks in his own hands and spread the
boy even wider open. Dillon's face turned pale as the man penetrated his ass
just a little, forcing an inch of cock into Dillon's anus, feeling the boy's
anal ring tightening, trying to expel the cock. "Try to relax, angel, this
will hurt more if you stay all tight like that." He pushed another inch of
cock into Dillon's anus, and then the boy's anal ring tightened around his
cock, and the man couldn't wait any longer. He plunged deep into Dillon's
ass, burying his big cock in the boy's bowels as Dillon screamed in pain.
Helen's hands were motionless between her legs as she watched Dillon lose
his anal virginity.
The man started moving in and out of Dillon's rectum, and Dillon grunted
with each stroke, from the pain and the humiliation of having his mom and
all these men watching him getting fucked in the ass. Dillon's owner screwed
the boy with deep strokes that were getting faster and rougher. A very deep
stroke tore Dillon's anal ring, and blood ran down between his legs onto the
floor. The man was fucking him fast and hard now, and he would be ready to
cum very soon. Dillon's whole body was jerking with each stroke of the cock
in his anus.
Suddenly the man pulled out of Dillon's ass and stepped over the boy,
bringing his throbbing cock to Helen's mouth. "Suck it, bitch, take it down
your throat." He grabbed her by her ears and stuck his cock in her mouth,
and it spurted a huge gush of sperm that she instinctively swallowed.
Dillon's fucker pumped his load down Helen's throat as she swallowed as fast
as she could. She smelled Dillon's shit on the cock, and her stomach heaved
as she tried not to gag on the semen she was swallowing.
Dillon was curled up on the floor, with blood streaming out of his asshole
as he cried quietly. Helen finished sucking the man's cock, getting every
drop of semen in her mouth and swallowing it before she stopped sucking. He
told her to clean his cock, and she licked it all over, swallowing bits of
Dillon's shit as she got the man's cock nice and clean. She kissed the tip
of his cock, and smiled up at him as he told her she was a good cocksucker,
"but your boy is a better fuck."
Six other men wanted a piece of Dillon, and his buyer told them to go ahead
and enjoy themselves. They told the boy to get on his hands and knees on the
coffee table, and the first man stood behind Dillon and penetrated him. The
blood acted like lube, and made it easy for the man to slip his cock up
Dillon's ass. He fucked the boy for about ten minutes, and when he was ready
to cum, he left his cock inside Dillon and filled his bowels with nice warm
sperm. The other men lined up, and each one gave Dillon a good fucking. The
boy was sweating heavily as he tried to move his body with his fuckers, so
his ass wouldn't be damaged any more than it already was.
When the last man finished using Dillon, he told the boy to squat on the
coffee table. He went over to Dara and got hold of her nipple, and led her
over to Dillon by her nipple. Dara stumbled a little in her slut shoes,
trying to keep her balance. The man told Dara to sit on the floor by the
coffee table, and to lean her head back so her face was under Dillon's
asshole. She could smell the cum and blood as she put her head where she was
told, with her mouth a few inches from Dillon's rectum. The man told Dillon
to empty the sperm out of his bowels -- right into his sister's slutty
little mouth.
Dillon strained like he did when he was trying to have a bowel movement, and
a little gush of semen oozed out of his anus into Dara's mouth. The thick
sperm was streaked with his blood, and Dara almost gagged on it as the
foul-smelling scum got all over her lips and filled her mouth. She managed
to swallow it, and then a much bigger glob of jism slipped out of his rectum
and oozed down over Dara's nose and mouth. She jerked, startled by the large
amount of cum, and some of it got in her eyes. It stung her eyes, and she
had tears streaming down her cheeks as she used her fingers to scoop the cum
into her mouth and swallow it. Dillon strained again, and more semen started
to gush out of his anus. Dara raised her head quickly, and put her lips
against his rectum, like she was kissing his ass -- and the little whore
sucked the thick sperm directly out of her brother's bowels into her own
mouth. Her face was buried between Dillon's ass cheeks as she sucked the cum
out of his anus and swallowed it.
CHAPTER 9: Dillon Uses His Cock
Dillon was getting an erection from his sister's lips working on his
sensitive rectum. The men wanted to see him use it on a girl, so they told
Dara to get on her hands and knees on the coffee table -- and they told
Dillon to rape his sister.
Helen was concerned that the sex show might get out of control -- she
wouldn't be able to fight back if the men all decided to do something she
didn't like -- but she wanted to see Dara get fucked again. Dara's pussy had
stopped bleeding, and Helen wanted her daughter to learn what happens to
whores. Dara had to be taught that her pussy must always be available when a
man needs to use it. So she nodded at Dara, and the girl got on the coffee
table as she had been told.
Dillon stood behind his sister, his big cock throbbing heavily. He liked
Laurel's body a lot better than Dara's, but his cock felt like it was going
to burst, and his balls were swollen and sensitive. All the sexual activity
was keeping him aroused, but he hadn't been permitted to relieve himself by
cumming, and he really needed to release all the warm cum that was building
up in his scrotum. His cock felt like it was made of steel, and it was
twitching as he stood behind Dara and looked at the tight little slit
between her legs.
As the tip of his cock touched his sister's pussy lips, the men suddenly
told Dillon to wait. They had decided they wanted to see something more
interesting than just a girl getting screwed -- they wanted to watch while
Dillon took Dara's anal virginity. She had been screwed by six men, but they
all used her vagina -- and she was a virgin in her ass. The men wanted to
watch this stupid cow taking her brother's cock in her asshole while her big
boobs hung down heavily, bouncing with each stroke of the cock in her hot
little rectum.
Dillon had never fucked a girl -- he was still a virgin that way -- but he
remembered how it felt when the men were screwing him in the ass. He
remembered the hot pain that almost split him apart when he was penetrated
for the first time, the feeling of fullness when his anus involuntarily
gripped the cock meat, the odd feeling he had when the cock was pulled out
of his rectum -- like he was shitting the cock out of his bowels. It was
like he had a huge turd inside him, and his body expelled it -- only to have
the next man in line penetrate him, forcing his cock painfully through
Dillon's anal ring, stretching it, distorting it until Dillon screamed in
pain and humiliation. His screams only made the cock inside him harder --
these men loved the sounds a boy makes when he has a cock up his ass. They
enjoyed fucking girls the same way, but there was a special thrill, a kind
of power that they only felt when their cocks were buried in a young boy's
hot little ass, and the boy slowly realized he was being used like a girl,
that his body was nothing but a receptacle for another man's cock.
Dillon remembered his anger and fear while he was being raped, and he looked
down at his sister's tight, puckered asshole, and his cock throbbed heavily.
He put his hands on Dara's wide hips, and with one savage thrust, he buried
his 12-inch cock in the girl's anus. Dara screamed, and Dillon felt his cock
stiffen inside her -- and suddenly he understood the power of his cock, the
thrill of penetrating a girl and knowing she'll always remember being
degraded and humiliated. He jerked her body against him, impaling her on his
big cock as she grunted in pain, and he felt the power of forcing her to
submit, forcing her to take his cock inside her whether she wanted to or
not. He heard the sounds, the little whimpers and grunts a girl makes when
her mind is completely concentrated on the cock filling her bowels, when her
whole existence is reduced to the hot needle-sharp pain boiling up from her
rectum and filling her head with the certain knowledge that she is nothing
-- nothing -- just a worthless, stupid whore that doesn't have brains enough
to realize how degrading it is to let men use her body like this.
Dara's head was lolling from side to side, her mouth hanging open, saliva
dribbling down her chin as her body jerked back and forth under Dillon's
assault. Her eyes were closed tight, her face contorted into a mask of pain.
It felt like an ice pick had been forced into her rectum, and every slight
movement was like a razor cutting into the walls of her colon. She felt like
her bowels were being shredded, and a low moaning cry came out of her mouth,
rising to a scream that trailed off to a soft gurgling sound in her throat.
All the men had their cocks out, masturbating slowly as they watched this
little bitch getting what she deserved, what every young girl wants -- a
nice big cock up her ass. She was such a lucky girl, getting to enjoy a cock
in her anus while she displayed her big boobs for the men watching her. They
could tell she was loving it, that she never wanted it to end, that she
would do anything for her fucker if he would just keep reaming out her
asshole with his beautiful big dick. Whores like this could never get enough
cock -- they needed it, craved it, got hungry for cock meat to fill the
empty holes between their legs.
All girls are whores, and whores know how worthless they are, how useless
their holes are, until they get filled with a man's cock and the whore
finally has a little value -- as a sperm receptacle, a dirty little hole
where a man can dump his load when he needs to cum, the same way he uses a
toilet when he needs to piss. A girl's body is a nothing but a sperm toilet
for men to use like the rest of the equipment in the mens room, and the
little slut should feel proud when a man honors her by sticking his
beautiful big cock inside her ugly body. If he allows her to receive his
warm, creamy, thick semen, in her mouth or her cunt or her asshole, the
little bitch should feel proud that her worthless body has finally been
given some value by having a man cum inside her.
CHAPTER 10: Dara's Humiliation
But Dara didn't look very proud now -- she was crying and making little
whimpering sounds as her brother reamed out her ass. He had been screwing
her for 20 minutes, and he really needed to cum. His balls were aching and
his scrotum was so full of semen that it hurt -- he needed to dump his load
and relieve the pressure on his balls. He gave her a few more quick strokes,
making her gasp as the pain in her rectum intensified, and he was about to
cum when one of them men told him to wait. Dillon looked at the man
desperately -- he needed to have an orgasm so bad, he just couldn't wait --
and then the man spoke six words: "Stick your cock in her pussy."
Dillon started to pull out of Dara's asshole, but the girl screamed as her
anal ring stretched tightly around the head of his cock like a rubber band,
locking the big cock inside her anus. Dillon shoved her hips forward
savagely, and Dara's anal ring was badly torn as the cock emerged from her
bowels. The pain was just unbelievable, like a red-hot soldering iron had
been shoved up her ass, and she screamed again -- the kind of sound a girl
makes when her body is pushed to a level of pain she simply can't tolerate,
and her animal instincts overcome her conscious mind. Her whole body went
rigid as heavy sweat bathed her face and arms, and her face went pale white.
Her eyelids were fluttering and her eyes rolled so far back in her head that
only the whites were visible. Like an animal trapped by a predator, she lost
control of her bladder and wet herself, and a stream of urine ran out of her
cunt and down her thighs onto the coffee table.
Dillon couldn't wait any longer. His sister was still urinating as he
plunged his throbbing erection deep into her vagina. The cock was covered
with her shit and some blood from her bowels, and Dara grunted like a pig
when she was penetrated. Her urine leaked out around the cock and dripped
down her thighs as Dillon quickly gave her a few strokes. He could only fuck
her for a few moments before his cock exploded in her cunt. He closed his
eyes as his mind went completely blank, and his cock stiffened like steel as
he finally started to empty his semen into his sister's twat. Dillon's whole
existence was focused on his erect cock, and he couldn't think of anything
else as his mind seemed to explode with blinding fireworks. He filled the
girl's tight little vagina with his cum, and it mixed with the warm semen
from all the other men that had screwed Dara earlier. She was still
urinating a little, and a scummy mixture of urine and sperm and vaginal
secretions was leaking out of her cunt and oozing down her thighs as Dillon
finished reaming her with his cock.
He pulled his cock out of Dara's vagina, finally, and left a long string of
sperm across her round little ass as he sat down on the floor, exhausted.
His cock was still erect, covered with Dara's shit and blood and pussy
slime. Dara collapsed on the coffee table, laying across it with her arms
and legs on the floor, her stomach in the pool of urine and semen that had
leaked out of her pussy onto the table. Her huge tits were under her, and it
looked like she was laying across two balloons -- her upper body was
elevated at a 45-degree angle by the roundness of her boobs. Blood was
slowly seeping out of her asshole, dribbling down over her cunt and her
legs.
Dara didn't know it yet, but she was going to get an infection. The shit
from her ass had been transferred to her vagina when Dillon stuck his cock
up her snatch, and a girl's vaginal tissues are highly susceptible to
bacterial infections. The feces from her bowels carried a variety of
infectious bacteria, including E.coli, that would produce an infection in
her urethra (urethritis). The bacteria would then spread up to her bladder,
causing a bladder infection. If she didn't get that problem treated, the
infection would continue spreading up her urinary tract, causing infection
in her kidneys (pyelonephritis), which would lead to bacteria entering her
bloodstream (urosepsis), a life-threatening infection. But the little whore
had no idea of the damage that had been done to her body -- she was just
laying there with sperm and blood seeping out of her two holes.
All the men looking at Dara knew what was going to happen to her, and it
made their cocks hard when they thought about this stupid, ugly, big-titted
slut getting sick, not knowing where she might have caught something,
wondering what was happening to her, getting sicker and sicker as the
infection spread from her genitals through her body. This is exactly what a
whore deserves -- any bitch stupid enough to let men fuck her this way
deserves to have her worthless body infected, and it's appropriate that the
infection is caused by germs from her own filthy bowels, spreading to the
inside of her slutty little cunt when she gets screwed.
Two of the men dragged Dara off the coffee table and sat her down with her
back against the wall and her legs sticking straight out, spread wide apart
so her pussy was showing between her legs. They wanted her awake, so they
pinched her nipples hard, and the pain brought her back to consciousness.
She looked up at them dumbly, her eyes staring vacantly, and they pinched
her nipples again, making her wince in pain. Her big jugs were hanging out
like melons that somebody had attached to her chest, and she looked so
slutty like that, just sitting there with her boobs hanging out and her legs
spread, the men decided to hurt her.
They grabbed her arms and forced them behind her, and tied her wrists so
tight she whimpered in pain -- and then they tied her elbows together. This
forced her to sit more upright, and made her big tits stick straight out.
Her nipples were lewdly erect, and one of the men put a wood clothespin on
her left nipple. Dara grunted in pain, and tears of anguish ran down her
cheeks as she looked up at the man, silently imploring him, begging him not
to hurt her any more. The man looked into her eyes, then he gently caressed
her cheek. "Poor angel, does it hurt a lot?" She burst into tears, nuzzling
her cheek against his hand as he comforted her -- and then he put a
clothespin on her other nipple. "Here's another one for you, cunt."
The clothespins were clipped around the base of Dara's nipples, and they
started to swell up as blood was trapped inside, making her nipples throb
painfully. They had always been sensitive, but since her breast enlargement,
she couldn't even wear a bra because of the constant arousal as it rubbed
against her areolas and nipples. It had been pleasant at first, but it
quickly became painful, and for the past few days she hadn't been able to
stand the slightest touch there. She looked up at the man, begging with her
eyes, trying to smile at him, trying to look pretty for him. "Please take
them off... it hurts... please don't hurt me any more..."
The man looked into her eyes -- then he put his fingernails on both nipples
and scraped them across the sensitive brown cones, and Dara screamed harshly
as her whole body stiffened in agony. It was like her nipples had been cut
with a razor, and the pain made her head explode. Her mouth was hanging open
as she screamed again and again, and the sounds she made gave all the men an
instant hard-on. These men enjoyed watching and listening to girls being
hurt, and their enjoyment increased hugely when the pain was inflicted on
the girl's genitals. A girl is so protective of her breasts, so quick to
cover her tits when she feels threatened -- it instantly strips away her
dignity when her arms are restrained so she can't protect herself, can't
shield her breasts from men that want to use them to hurt her.
Men know that a girl's breasts are nice to look at, but they also know that
tits are there for a purpose -- to hurt the girl, to help her remember what
a stupid whore she is. Every girl has to go through life with two big jugs
hanging off her chest, bouncing around when she walks, hurting her back,
giving men an excuse to stare at her and make dirty comments about her body.
One of the best things that happens to a girl when she decides to have
sexual reassignment surgery -- to become a man -- is that her breasts get
cut off, so she doesn't have to go around all day with them flopping around
under her shirt. Other girls are lucky enough to get breast cancer, and they
lose their tits because that's the only "cure" there is -- and they're
usually happier without their boobs, especially if they had big jugs that
made them look like stupid cows.
The man left Dara on the floor, with her arms tied behind her and
clothespins on her nipples. It was time for the next part of the sex show to
begin. It was time for the 15-year-old girl, Laurel, to get some action.
CHAPTER 11: Laurel's Turn
Helen opened a door and told Laurel to come in. The girl smiled shyly as she
stepped into the living room, wobbling as she walked in her red high heels.
The sexy shoes had 5-inch heels and ankle straps like Dara's shoes -- but
they were locked onto Laurel's small feet with padlocks on the straps. Helen
had put the shoes on her daughter's feet while she was helping her get
dressed for the show, and had explained to Laurel that men enjoy seeing a
girl with her high heels locked on, so she can't take them off until they
tell her she can.
The shoes were one size too small -- Laurel needed size 6, but these were
size 5 -- and Helen explained that men like a girl to be uncomfortable when
she's being fucked. Helen fastened the straps tightly around Laurel's tiny
ankles, and inserted the lock through the metal buckle and snapped it
closed. The shoes were completely open, just a sole and high heel with a
thin strip of leather in back to hold the ankle strap. The front of the shoe
was extremely long and pointed, covering Laurel's toes but leaving the
entire length of her pretty foot exposed. The long points on the shoes made
them look sexy, but also made it hard to walk in them, and Laurel kept
stumbling as she tried to keep her balance. The men enjoyed this because it
made the girl look like such a stupid little bitch.
Laurel was naked except for a tiny lace bra, like her sister and mom had
worn, and a microscopic g-string that didn't even have a piece of cloth in
front -- it was just a piece of thin lace rolled into a string, and it went
from her waist down between her legs and up to her waist in back, fastened
to another string around her waist. The string disappeared into her slit in
front, and was buried in her ass crack in back, partially hidden by Laurel's
long red hair that reached down below her tiny waist. The wispy pubic hair
above her slit was light auburn, and the pubic hair on her pussy lips had
been removed, to make her look more naked. Her measurements were 34B-20-34
and she had very slim arms and legs. Her whole body was very pale, like most
redheads, and she had freckles on her arms and across her breasts.
Laurel tried to get up on the coffee table, but her high heels slipped --
the table was still covered with semen and urine from Dara getting fucked.
Laurel fell down on her round little ass, with her legs splayed open, and
the men roared with laughter as she tried to get up. Her cheeks were red
with embarrassment as she got up on the table and stood there so the men
could look at her body. She could feel her nipples stiffen under the skimpy
lace bra, and she knew the men could see it -- the bra left her breasts
almost completely exposed. As they looked at her and made comments about her
body, she felt her pussy creaming between her legs. She shifted her feet
with embarrassment, and a few drops of clear fluid leaked out of her slit
and oozed down her pale white thighs.
All of the men wanted to check out Laurel's beautiful body, and they crowded
around her as she turned slowly. She was told to push her bra up around her
neck so her tits were completely exposed. The men ran their fingers over her
breasts, and her nipples got more erect. She was told to pull her g-string
out of her slit -- not to take it off, just to pull it out and hold it
there. She obeyed, and the part that had been inside her pussy was soaked
with her sticky juices. One man put his fingers on the g-string, then licked
his fingers, tasting Laurel's sweet cunt. She lowered her eyes in
embarrassment as she felt more juice leaking between her legs -- her vagina
was soaking wet. She felt warm, like she had a fever, but she knew it was
just from the men being so close to her bare body.
Helen started the bidding for Laurel at $5,000. It quickly shot up to $9,800
but then seemed to level off. This was Helen's last chance to make money
tonight, so she told her daughter to cup her breasts and fondle herself.
Laurel closed her eyes as she took her breasts in her hands and ran her
fingers over her stiff nipples, tweaking them and making a low noise in her
throat. Her g-string was back in her slit, and all the men could see the
juices oozing out of her cunt and running down her legs. The bidding
resumed, and got up to $12,400 where it seemed to be over. Helen wanted
more, so she told Laurel to push her g-string down around her ankles -- and
when the girl obeyed, Helen told her to masturbate for the men. Laurel
stared at her mom, mortified at the thought of putting her hand between her
legs with all those men watching.
After a long moment, Laurel did as she was told. She put her right hand at
the top of her tight little slit, and moved the tips of her fingers slowly
across her clitoris as she put her left hand on her breasts and played with
her right nipple. It stiffened, and she pinched it gently as her other hand
moved faster between her legs. She spread her legs and squatted slightly,
with her knees apart, and her fingers moved more insistently over her pussy.
She closed her eyes and moaned quietly as her body swayed slowly, and then
she began to quiver as she put two fingers at the top of her slit, massaging
her clit harder. She was breathing faster and faster, gasping as she got
close to cumming.
She pinched her nipple, hard, and her fingers locked around her clit as she
had an orgasm, her knees bending as she squatted lower, with her knees
obscenely spread apart. She was motionless for a moment, then she gave
herself two more quick orgasms, her fingers jabbing into her stiff clit as
she grunted with animal-like pleasure. A little gush of pussy slime leaked
down over her fingers, glistening on her thighs as it trickled out of her
twat. She brought her hand up to her breasts and smeared cunt slime all over
her erect nipples, then put both hands on her breasts, cupping them, lifting
them, sticking her fingertips into the stiff little cones. She closed her
eyes and had a series of orgasms -- without touching her clit. Her body
trembled as she convulsed every few seconds, her mouth hanging open, low
moans coming from her throat. Her areolas were swollen and pink, and she
kept squeezing her nipples with her fingers, twisting them, pulling on them
as her whole body spasmed.
Laurel finally took her hands off her breasts and put them down at her
sides, her fingers still wet with juices from her vagina, and smiled
slightly at the men. There was a roar as the bidding resumed, fast and
furious, and in a few moments Laurel's virginity was sold for $18,000. Helen
was thrilled -- all that money, plus what she had made on Dara and Dillon
already! She told Laurel's buyer he was welcome to use her own bed to
deflower her youngest daughter, but the buyer had some ideas of his own.
CHAPTER 12: Laurel's Torture
Laurel's buyer told her to get down from the coffee table and give him a lap
dance. The girl came over to his chair and put her hand on his arm as she
bent over to remove her g-string from around her ankles. She straddled him,
her legs spread wide apart, squatting a little, facing the man that owned
her now, with her virgin pussy a few inches from his face. He told her to
put her g-string in her mouth, and Laurel wadded it up and did as she was
told. He told her to take off her bra and give it to him. She took the
skimpy bra from around her neck and held it out. He took it and used it to
gag her, wrapping it around her head and running it across her open mouth so
it held the g-string inside. "Give me a lap dance, angel."
Laurel moved against him, lowering her body so her pussy rubbed across the
front of his pants, leaving a smear of her vaginal juices across his fly.
She put her hands behind her head and leaned in to him, offering her
breasts, smiling a little, wanting him to touch her. She rubbed her nipples
over his shirt, closing her eyes as they stiffened, catching her nipples on
his buttons and gasping quietly. Her hips were moving, rubbing her slit
against his groin, leaving trails of pussy slime all over the front of his
pants. She looked like the sluttiest little whore, like she would do
anything for a man if he would just let her have his cock. Her long red hair
trailed down her back, swaying back and forth as she moved her body against
the man.
The man nodded to two of the other men, and they got up and pulled Laurel
up. They held her arms as her owner stood up. He grasped her nipples and
lifted her, and she went up on her toes, trying to relieve the pain in her
breasts as the man pulled her nipples higher. He shook her breasts roughly,
and she grunted in pain, glaring up at him with tears in her eyes. He
pinched her nipples tighter as he leaned down and put his lips close to her
ear. "Everything I do to you is going to hurt, angel." He released her, but
before she could take a breath, he gripped her areolas with his fingernails,
squeezing hard, making her nipples stick out lewdly as his nails dug into
the sensitive flesh of her tits. He shook her breasts again, and she yelped
in pain. He told her to open her mouth, then took the g-string out of her
mouth and threw it on the floor, along with her bra.
The men released her arms, and she put both hands on her breasts, massaging
the tender skin where the man had hurt her. He reached out and slapped her,
hard, and she stumbled backward, trying to keep her balance as her slut
shoes slipped on the wood floor. She stood there, her eyes blazing with
anger and frustration, and he spoke. "You're just a piece of meat, bitch.
You'll do what I tell you, and I didn't tell you to touch your breasts. Put
your arms down." Laurel obeyed, staring at him with the beginnings of fear
in her eyes. Her mom had told her she would have to make love to a man, but
Laurel thought that was all. Her breasts were red and stinging, and she was
afraid of what might happen to her.
She looked across the room, where Helen was standing near Dara. Laurel
asked, "Mom, do I have to do this?" Before Helen could say anything, the man
walked over to Helen and pulled back his arm and punched her in the stomach.
Helen doubled over, and fell to the floor with her arms holding her stomach.
The man looked at Laurel. "Does that answer your question, cunt?" He pulled
back one foot and kicked Helen in the stomach, and she grunted in pain. He
kicked her again, the point of his shoe hitting just above her pussy, and
she cried out in pain, rolling her naked body into a ball as she tried to
protect herself.
The man went back over to Laurel. He grabbed her by her long red hair and
dragged her toward the sofa. She tried to come along with him, but her high
heels slipped out from under her and she fell down -- so he dragged her
across the floor by her hair, around behind the sofa. He threw her over the
back of the sofa, with her head on the cushions, and jerked her arms behind
her roughly. He tied her wrists together, then forced her slim legs apart
and tied them to the wood feet under the sofa. Laurel grunted with pain --
her legs were spread so far apart that it was hard to stand up in her high
heels, and she had to keep constant pressure on her ankles to stay balanced.
There were 19 men that had not fucked Dara or Dillon, and Laurel's owner
told them they would all get to screw her -- after he deflowered her
himself. But first he wanted to hurt this little bitch, soften her up, and
show her what happens when a girl decides to get fucked for money. He had an
attache case with him, and he opened it and took out a leather riding crop.
He showed it to Laurel, holding it in front of her eyes, and telling her he
was going to use it on her. Laurel was trembling with fear, but she was
helpless -- with her hands tied behind her, there was no way she could lift
herself up from the sofa. The man told her to kiss the whip, and Laurel put
her lips on it gently, as tears ran down her cheeks.
She closed her eyes, but a moment later she opened them wide and a scream
was torn from her throat as the man gave her a stroke across her beautiful
round ass. The whip raised an immediate welt, long and thin and red, across
both buttocks. He ran the whip around her ass a little, teasing her, then
gave her an even harder stroke a little below the first one, just above
where her ass curved into the top of her legs. Laurel's scream was short and
harsh, an ugly sound that trailed off into a low moan of pain. The marks on
her ass were already starting to swell, but did not break the skin -- and
they looked exciting on the girl's pale white skin. Her buyer toyed with her
a little more, caressing her with the whip, then he gave her a stroke across
the back of her legs, near the top of her thighs, and Laurel screamed again,
her voice ragged and hoarse.
The man reversed the whip in his hand, and slowly pushed it down between the
girl's open legs. He ran the end of the handle lightly over Laurel's tight
little slit. Her body jerked with the contact, anticipating another whip
stroke, but then she relaxed as he caressed her smooth pussy lips with the
handle. She spread her legs a little more, offering herself, exposing her
private parts for him like every whore loves to do. He rewarded her with a
hard stroke across the top of her thighs, within an inch of her cunt, and
Laurel's whole body went rigid from the pain and shock of the sudden blow.
Another scream was torn from her throat, seeming to shake the walls with its
harshness. She trailed off into quiet whimpers of anguish as her body went
limp. Heavy sweat broke out on her face and her back. The man ran the end of
the whip across Laurel's thighs and up to her slit, then came further up
along her ass crack to the top of her buttocks, making her shiver with fear
and disgust. He looked down at the naked girl and grinned -- he had thought
of the perfect way to humiliate this stupid little bitch.
CHAPTER 13: Laurel Loses Her Virginity
Laurel's owner dropped the whip and went over to her mother, still laying on
the floor with her arms wrapped around herself after he had kicked her. He
grabbed a handful of Helen's hair and lifted her, with her yelping in pain.
She was wearing high heels like her daughters, and she teetered in the
5-inch heels as she covered herself with her hands, one arm across her
breasts and the other covering her pussy, trying to hide her body from this
horrible man. She had been treated bad by some of her johns -- they had
slapped her and degraded her and made her feel like a worthless whore -- but
she had never been punched or kicked, and she was afraid of what was going
to happen to her, so she instinctively tried to cover herself as he looked
at her body, running his eyes down to her slut shoes and back up across her
pussy and her breasts to her face. "I have a little job for you, pussy."
He pushed her arms out of the way and took her tits in his fingers, and led
her over to Laurel by her nipples. Helen stumbled along as fast as she could
in her high heels. The man shoved her around behind Laurel, then opened his
attaché case and took out a large dildo with a harness. The dildo was thick
plastic, 15 inches long, with short plastic spikes all over it -- and the
dildo extended through the harness, so the wearer would be penetrated by a
12-inch dildo, covered with the same spikes as the outer part of the dildo.
Both ends of the dildo were shaped like erect cocks, with very large heads.
The man handed the dildo and harness to Helen and told her to put it on. The
harness was made of two very thin leather strips that held the dildo in
place tightly over her cunt. The strips extended up to her waist in front,
and down under her crotch and through her ass crack in back, connecting to
the thin strip of leather around her waist. The waistband had a small metal
buckle. Helen stepped into the harness and pulled it up, then had to insert
the inner dildo in her pussy to bring the crotch panel up snugly against her
groin. She had to work the dildo deep into her cunt -- it was too big for
her, but she knew she had to insert it or the man might hurt her again. She
buckled the strap around her waist, but the man told her it was not tight
enough. He cinched it a lot tighter, and Helen gasped as the thin leather
bit into her waist. The dildo was so deep in her twat, it felt like it was
going to come out of her mouth. The outer part of the dildo stuck out lewdly
-- she looked like a girl from the waist up, and a man with a 15-inch cock
from the waist down.
Laurel's owner guided Helen up behind Laurel's exposed vagina and asshole.
"Now I want you to deflower your daughter, bitch." Helen started crying,
ashamed of what was happening to her and to Laurel. She did want Laurel to
make money for her as a whore, but not this way -- not with a perversion
like this. She went ahead and positioned the head of the dildo against
Laurel's slit -- but the man jerked her back roughly. "Not like that, slut
-- I want you to fuck her in the ass."
Helen looked at the man with hate in her eyes, but she tried not to let the
hate into her voice, "Oh please no, don't make me do that... she's just 15,
she'll be such a good fuck for you, her pussy is so tight and wet... please
don't make me do this to her." The man just laughed. He slapped Helen's ass
with his open hand and told her to get on with it. She had to squat slightly
to get the dildo in position between Laurel's ass cheeks. She could hear her
daughter crying as the head of the dildo brushed against her rectum.
Laurel's body jerked nervously, and the man reached out and spread her ass
cheeks apart, holding her open so her own mother could penetrate her.
Helen worked the head of the dildo into Laurel's anus, trying to be gentle,
trying to allow her daughter enough time to relax the muscles in her rectum
so she could accept the dildo inside her without too much pain. The head
entered the tight little hole, and the girl gasped loudly. One of the men
went around and jerked her head up, bending her neck roughly so her face was
visible -- the men wanted to watch her face while she got deflowered. Her
eyes were wide open, and she had fear and humiliation on her face as she
felt the dildo poke a little deeper into her ass. Her mouth was hanging open
and her lips twisted with disgust.
Laurel's owner decided to speed things up a little. He unzipped his pants
and took out his cock, pumping it slowly as he watched Helen's movements. He
got an erection -- and his cock was 14 inches long. He stood closer to
Helen, using both hands to spread her ass cheeks. "This is the way to do it,
angel." He got the tip of his cock started in Helen's rectum, then held her
hips and thrust into her savagely, jerking her hips back against his groin
as he penetrated her. Helen gasped, the pain shooting through her body as
her bowels were filled with cock meat. Her movement back against her
fucker's groin drew the dildo out of Laurel's asshole, and the man reached
around Helen and guided the dildo into Laurel's anus again. Then he gave
Helen a hard thrust, shoving her body forward and forcing the dildo deep
into Laurel's virgin ass, removing the girl's anal virginity.
Both girls screamed at the same time -- they both had their colons filled
with cock, real or plastic. Laurel's body was pinned against the sofa, and
the dildo pierced deep into her bowels until her anal ring was stretched
tight around the base of the dildo. Helen's rectum was torn by the big cock
in her ass, and she started bleeding as the man forced her body forward,
impaling Laurel's anus on the dildo. Helen felt a deep thrust into her cunt
from the other end of the dildo -- with Laurel's ass filled, the man's
thrusting drove the other end of the dildo deeper into Helen's pussy. Both
of Helen's holes were on burning between her legs as she gave -- and
received -- a good fucking.
The man raped Helen with a regular rhythm, each stroke of his big cock in
her ass delivering a matching stroke of the 15-inch dildo deep in Laurel's
ass, raping her and deflowering her. Helen and Laurel were both grunting
like pigs with each stroke, their mouths hanging open and their eyes staring
vacantly ahead as they got their assholes reamed out. The spikes on the
dildo scraped along the interior walls of Laurel's colon as the dildo was
forced deeper into her body with each stroke, and she started to bleed into
her bowels.
The dildo in Helen's twat had the same kind of spikes, and the interior of
her vagina started to bleed. She was also bleeding from her asshole as the
man screwed her, and trickles of blood ran out of her rectum and her twat,
merging on her thighs and trickling down her legs into her high heels. Her
rapist could feel the dildo in her pussy -- his cock was rubbing against the
thin membrane that separates a girl's anus from her vagina, and he could
feel the dildo moving in Helen's cunt with each stroke he gave her. He knew
the spikes were hurting her genitals, and his cock stiffened as he thrust
into her again and again. This was the very best way to screw a girl -- he
got to hurt her while he enjoyed her tight little asshole, and he got to
hurt her daughter's asshole at the same time.
He was hoping to do enough damage so these little whores would never shit
right again -- he loved the idea of a slutty little bitch going through the
rest of her life having trouble every time she needs to have a bowel
movement. He loved the idea of a girl bleeding from both holes when she was
having her period -- it looked like she was menstruating out of her cunt and
her ass at the same time. He loved the idea of a girl sitting in a class at
school, and suddenly noticing some blood on her leg, and going to the
restroom and finding that her ass had started bleeding again. He loved the
idea of a girl crying as she wiped the blood out of her ass crack,
remembering the night she got fucked so good.
The man was almost ready to cum. He had been screwing Helen for 15 minutes,
and her tight little asshole was gripping his cock, making love to it. He
could hear Laurel grunting with each stroke, and he knew her bowels were
bleeding from the dildo raking her insides. All the other men were gathered
around, very close, watching, touching the girls, playing with Helen's
dangling tits as her body jerked back and forth, running their hands along
Laurel's arms and legs, just so the girls didn't forget that more than 30
men were watching them getting degraded this way.
Helen's rapist pulled out of her ass, and she squealed shrilly as the head
of his cock tore her anal ring as he jerked it out of her ass. Her rectum
had already been torn while she was being fucked, but that would heal fairly
quickly, though it would be painful -- but her anal ring was a different
story. The elastic tissue in a girl's anal ring is more fragile than a
man's, and more easily damaged -- and once it gets damaged, it never heals
completely. The tissue laces itself together temporarily, but the muscles
used while straining during a bowel movement almost always tear the tissue
apart again. Helen would have pain and discomfort in her anus for the rest
of her life -- and this sounded just fine to the man who had just pulled his
cock out of her ass. She was just a stupid whore, and whores deserve as much
pain as their fuckers can give them.
Helen would also have a problem with keeping her ass clean. Her anus had
been stretched by the man's cock, and her torn anal ring would not be able
to seal her rectum tightly closed as it is supposed to do -- so she would
now have a problem with feces leaking out of her ass. The looseness of her
lower colon would allow more fecal matter than usual to accumulate inside
her, and her torn anal ring would do nothing to prevent the feces from
sliding out of her rectum. This could happen anytime -- she could be in a
store, doing some shopping, and suddenly she would feel turds slipping out
of her ass and running down her legs, or getting trapped in her panties, so
she had to carry them around with her until she could get to a restroom and
clean herself. People would be able to smell the feces in her panties, and
they would know her body had been damaged.
The man's cock was throbbing heavily -- he needed to cum. He put his hands
on Helen's hips and jerked her body backward, and the dildo in Laurel's
puckered little asshole was ripped out of her viciously. Her body spasmed,
and she had an involuntary bowel movement. Shit ran out of her ass and down
over her thighs onto the floor between her legs. Helen screamed when she saw
that, but the man shoved Helen aside roughly, and her high heels slipped in
Laurel's shit on the floor. Helen stumbled and fell to the floor, and the
man got in very close behind Laurel. The girl's ass was raw and bloody, but
he used her blood as lube, quickly inserting his erection in her anus and
giving her a savage thrust that made her scream ferociously. The spikes on
the dildo had scraped the sensitive walls of her colon, leaving fresh cuts
that had started bleeding into her bowels -- and now the thick cock in her
ass was irritating the cuts. It was like she was being raped with broken
glass -- every slight movement was so painful that she almost fainted. A
constant low scream was coming out of her mouth as the man screwed her. He
stayed in her rectum as long as he could, but finally he couldn't wait any
longer. He grunted with satisfaction as his cock twitched inside the girl,
and as he gave her one more deep stroke, he exploded deep in her bowels.
Fucking Laurel and her mother had gotten him so excited, he dumped a huge
load in Laurel's tortured ass. His cock spurted again and again, and he kept
giving Laurel little thrusts, keeping his cock buried as deep inside her as
he could. He filled her with so much sperm, it started to leak out around
his cock, oozing down over her smooth little slit and dripping on the floor.
He reached down under Laurel's upper body and put his hands on her breasts
and squeezed them hard, making her groan in pain, and making his cock
stiffen in her ass. He spurted a little more cum into her bowels, and
finally he was through using her.
The man wanted to hurt Laurel like he had hurt her mother, so he pulled his
cock partially out of her ass, then suddenly jerked the head roughly out of
the girl's bleeding rectum -- but her anal ring did not get torn. He was
disappointed, but then he realized there was another way to hurt the little
bitch. He reached in his pocket, took out a penknife and opened it. He
inserted half an inch of the blade in Laurel's rectum, then pulled it out of
her, sliding the blade downward and slicing through her anal ring. Laurel
screamed again, hoarsely, and the scream tapered off slowly as her ass
throbbed with pain. Now she would never be able to take a shit without
remembering how her anus got damaged, and how much fun she had that night.
Like her mother, Laurel would now have no voluntary control over her anus,
and she would have feces leaking out of her bowels constantly. The only way
to prevent her clothes from being stained would be to wear a tampon in her
rectum, and to change it several times a day. She would never be able to
wear a bathing suit, because the string from the tampon might dangle out of
her ass, and people would know that she couldn't control her bowels. Each of
these little whores would have to check her clothes for stains every day,
and would have to be careful when she walked, because the tampon might work
its way down out of her rectum and fall out on the floor between her legs,
stained brown and covered with her foul-smelling shit, and people would look
at her, and they would know she was a whore.
CHAPTER 14: Laurel Loses Her Virginity (Again)
Laurel's rapist had pulled his cock out of her ass after he dumped his load.
Now he grabbed her long red hair and pulled her up off the sofa. Leaving her
hands tied behind her, he released her legs that had been tied to the sofa,
but when she tried to stand up, the little bitch fell down on her ass. Her
5-inch heels had slipped in her own shit on the floor, and all the men
laughed at her as she tried to get up, but she was helpless with her hands
still tied behind her. Her rapist grabbed her arms and lifted her up on her
knees, so she was kneeling in her own shit on the floor. He forced her mouth
open, then held her by her ears as he stuck his cock in her mouth and told
her to clean it. The cock was covered with shit from her own ass and her
mother's ass, blood from both girls, and cum that was still leaking out as
the cock twitched in her mouth. Laurel gagged as she smelled the shit on the
cock, but she tried to lick it, and finally was able to run her tongue over
it, licking up the scum. She looked up at the man, wanting to spit out the
foul-smelling mess, pleading with her eyes -- but he held her head in place
and grinned down at her. "Swallow it, bitch, you'll like the taste of your
own shit."
Laurel's stomach lurched as she tried to swallow, and she was afraid she
would vomit, but somehow she managed to swallow the scummy mixture. She
cleaned the cock like a good little whore, and when the man pulled it out of
her mouth, it glistened with her saliva, but she had cleaned all the shit
and cum off of it. The man looked down at her. "That's a good girl." He
reached down and pinched her nipples, and she grunted in pain. He fondled
her breasts until her nipples were sticking out like little cocks, and then
he took out a set of nipple clamps and attached them to her breasts. The
clamps had alligator clips, with serrated edges that bit into her sensitive
nipples like fire. Laurel's body stiffened -- the pain was like having
needles stuck in her nipples, and it was unbearable. Tears of pain ran down
her cheeks as she closed her eyes, her jaw clamped tight as she gritted her
teeth to keep from screaming.
The clamps were connected by a gold chain, and the chain dangled across the
girl's chest. He pulled up on the chain, and Laurel gasped as he nipples
were pulled out from her breasts. She raised herself as far as she could,
straining upward, trying to ease the stinging in her nipples as the clamps
bit into her sensitive areolas. Her whole existence was suddenly focused on
the two bright points of pain in her nipples -- nothing else mattered
anymore. It felt like her nipples were going to be torn off, and a low noise
of animal panic escaped from her throat as heavy sweat broke out on her
face. The man bounced her breasts a little on the chain, then slowly lowered
it, and Laurel's pale white body sank back down on her knees. She was
crying, from the pain and from the desperation she felt -- these men could
do anything to her now, and she was completely helpless to protect herself.
The girl was still "officially" a virgin -- her sweet, tight little cunt had
never been penetrated. But now it was time to deflower this little slut. Her
owner shoved her down on the floor on her back, with her hands still tied
behind her. The clamps on her nipples dug into her swollen breasts, and the
chain dangled across her chest. The man leaned down and looked into her
eyes. "We're going to leave your nipple clamps on, angel, so you can enjoy
them while we're fucking you." He pulled the chain up, lifting her upper
body by her nipples again, and Laurel grunted as the pain knifed through her
breasts again. She was half sitting up, suspended by her nipples, terrified
that they would be torn off if she moved at all. The man held her there for
a long moment, then let go of the chain, and Laurel fell back down on her
back, her arms under her as she collapsed on the floor. A little blood was
seeping out of her nipples, and she closed her eyes and cried quietly,
knowing these men were really going to hurt her.
Laurel's owner had already fucked her in the ass, and he couldn't get
another erection for a while, so he gave her to the other men. But he wanted
to degrade the little bitch, so he pimped her to the men -- he told them
they could screw her for $5 each. The men lined up to screw Laurel, but her
owner wanted her to lose her virginity to a man with a big cock, so he
motioned to a large black man at the back of the line. "You're first, big
guy -- come on up." The black man stepped up to the front of the line,
grinning and licking his lips. He held out a $5 bill to Laurel's owner, but
was told to put it away. "You can do her for free -- it's her first time,
and I want this little whore to remember that the first time her pussy got
used, she didn't make a cent from it."
The black man got down between Laurel's legs and took out his cock. It was
15 inches long, as big as her arm. "You're a lucky girl, you get to enjoy my
dick for your first time." Laurel closed her eyes, and the man reached up
and slapped her. "Look at me, bitch, I want you to look at me while I'm
doing you." She glared at him angrily, but then her eyes widened as she felt
his cock head pushing at her slit. The head was as big as her fist, and she
was afraid she would get torn inside when he forced it up her snatch.
Laurel had always imagined her first time, thinking it would be with a boy
she loved, with his arms around her as he lovingly and gently entered her
body, and she gave him her virginity willingly and gratefully. Now she
closed her eyes and cried as the man between her legs forced the head of his
cock into her slit. She felt the pressure as it pushed against her hymen,
and a little pain as her hymen started to tear, and then suddenly he thrust
his whole cock inside her, destroying her hymen. A sharp pain spread out
from her groin through her whole body, and she realized she wasn't a virgin
anymore. Her vagina hurt, and as her fucker started to move inside her, the
pain got worse, like a toothache, a throbbing pain that wouldn't go away.
The man penetrated her slowly, forcing his cock deeper in her body, filling
her cunt and making her feel bloated. After a minute she felt the head of
the cock touch her cervix, the entrance to her womb, and she knew she was
completely penetrated.
The man started to screw her deeply, pulling his cock almost all the way out
of her twat, then ramming it back down in until it hit her cervix. It hurt
to be penetrated that deep, but Laurel knew she had to lay there and take
whatever this man decided to do to her. He jammed his cock into her again
and again, looking into her eyes and grinning as he destroyed her virginity.
He fucked her for a long time, reaming her vagina, loosening her up,
enjoying her tightness as her virgin cunt gripped his cock. He fucked her
faster and faster. "I'm going to cum in your pussy, angel, maybe you'll get
to have a black baby." He grunted like an animal, and dumped his huge load
in her vagina. Laurel was crying, from the pain of the big cock, and from
the humiliation of losing her virginity to a black man.
All white girls have a fantasy about getting fucked by a black cock -- it
makes their pussies wet and stiffens their nipples -- but the reality was
very different. A white girl that lets a black man make love to her is
marked as the dirtiest kind of slut, and no white man will touch her if a
black cock has been inside her. The girl usually ends up as a prostitute
when she gets hungry enough, and even then she usually gets only black
johns. Laurel knew her dreams of marrying a nice boy had been shattered
forever -- all her friends in school were going to find out what happened to
her, and they would never speak to her again. She cried quietly as the man
finished cumming in her pussy. He pulled out of her twat and wiped his cock
in her long red hair. It was streaked with blood, and Laurel groaned when
she realized it was her own blood, from her vagina. "You're a great fuck,
angel, your cunt is nice and tight."
Laurel's owner stood beside the girl as she lay there on the floor. He
motioned to the first man in line. The man held out a $5 bill -- but he was
told to stick it in the girl's bleeding ass. He grinned, and got down
between her legs. He used one hand to spread her ass cheeks apart, and
wadded the $5 bill into a ball and inserted it in her rectum. She squirmed
with pain and disgust as the money was stuffed in her asshole, glaring up at
the man, her lips twisting as he grinned down at her. He used his finger to
stuff the money up inside her ass, then he took out his cock. It was 13
inches long, and Laurel closed her eyes and grimaced as he stuck it in her
pussy. She was bleeding a little, but the man just started fucking her,
thrusting into her as hard as he could, making her body jerk with each
stroke. He came after only a few minutes, then stood up and gave her to the
next man in line.
Laurel's owner told each man to put the money in Laurel's ass before he
raped her, and it got more and more uncomfortable as her anus was filled
with wadded-up $5 bills. One of the men had five $1 bills, which made a much
larger wad, and he had trouble forcing it inside her, but her torn anal ring
made it impossible for her to control her rectum, and he shoved the wad up
her ass. He screwed her for half an hour, keeping his cock hard by playing
with her nipples. He told her to open her mouth, then strung the chain
between her teeth and told her to bite down on it. The chain barely reached
up to her mouth, and when she bit down on it, the clamps tightened around
her nipples, making her gasp in pain. Her rapist used his chin to shove her
chin upward, making her torture her own nipples as the chain dragged the
clamps upward. Laurel opened her mouth and screamed when the pain got too
bad, and she felt the cock stiffen inside her as the man grinned down at
her. He took the chain out of her mouth and grunted as he fucked her faster
and faster, and when he was finally ready to dump his load, he filled her
vagina with so much cum, it leaked out around his cock, dripping down over
the curve of her ass.
There were 19 men lined up to rape Laurel, but after they all did her, a lot
of them came back for seconds. They stood in a circle around the girl as she
lay there on the floor on her back, drinking beer and commenting on her body
as she jerked back and forth with a cock deep in her twat. Her owner didn't
charge them for sloppy seconds -- he told them to screw her as many times as
they could. Some of the men that had raped Dara and Dillon wanted a piece of
Laurel too, and her owner let them have her. As each man climaxed and
ejaculated in her vagina, the next man was right there to take his place
between her open legs. She lost count of how many times she had been raped,
and stared up at the ceiling while one man after another used her cunt as a
sperm receptacle.
The men treated Laurel like a piece of meat -- getting down between her
legs, opening her pussy lips, penetrating her, thrusting into her for as
long as they could, cumming in her vagina, giving her to the next man in
line -- they did all this without looking at her. They looked at each other,
and talked to each other, and the man between her legs made comments about
how tight her cunt was while he screwed her -- but none of them talked to
her at all, except to tell her she was a great little fuck, or a real
hottie, or a nice piece of ass. They gave her the same attention they gave a
toilet or a urinal in a restroom -- she was just another piece of equipment
for them to use. They dumped their semen in her vagina like they dumped
their shit in a toilet -- they used her as long as they needed for their
bodily functions, then stepped aside so the next man could use her.
CHAPTER 15: More Refreshments Are Served
At dawn, the men wanted food and beer. They had been raping Laurel for about
ten hours, and she had passed out on the floor, laying there with her hands
still tied behind her, Blood and sperm were leaking out of her pussy, and
there was a large pool of semen -- streaked with blood -- on the floor
between her legs. The men grabbed Helen and Dara and told them to fix some
food. Dara had passed out with the clothespins still attached to her
nipples, which were all swollen and red. Helen was awake, still laying on
the floor where she had fallen when she got kicked, afraid to get up. The
two girls were shoved into the kitchen -- both still naked, in their high
heels -- and told to get some food ready. Helen told them the beer was all
gone, so one of the men was sent out to get more -- but he didn't go alone.
He took Dara with him, walking her out to his car in just her 5-inch heels,
not letting her put on any clothes.
At the convenience store, he told her to go in and get six cases of beer.
Dara was crying, and begged him not to make her go in there without any
clothes on, but the man reached over and opened her door and shoved the girl
out. She fell to the ground in the parking lot, then got up and asked him
for some money. She tried to open the car door, but he had locked it. "Just
make a deal with the clerk -- offer him something. You're a pretty girl --
you know what he wants, angel." Dara was crying as she went inside, trying
to cover her breasts and her pussy with her arms. There were four other
customers in the store -- all men -- and they stared at the naked girl as
she went to the counter and told the clerk what she wanted. He was staring
at her big tits and the clothespins still clipped to her nipples.
The men gathered around the counter, watching Dara, and they offered to pay
for the beer -- if she would let them fuck her. Dara had no choice. She went
around behind the counter and lay down on the floor and spread her legs and
looked up at the men. "Who's first?" All four of the men screwed her, and
they all left their semen in her vagina. Then they asked the clerk if he
wanted a piece of her, and the clerk gave her a quick screw, and then let
her have the beer. The men carried it out to the car for her, and she got in
beside the driver. He grinned at the men standing around the car, and put
his hand between Dara's legs. He scooped up a glob of the fresh semen from
her twat, then brought his hand up and smeared the scum all over her face.
"We have two more girls like this one -- want to see?" He told the men to
follow him, and he drove back to Helen's townhouse with them trailing
behind.
The new men carried the beer inside, while Dara's handler walked her around
in front of the townhouses on the block. The sun had come up, and anybody
coming out to go to work could see Dara stumbling along in her high heels
while the man guided her with his hand on her left nipple. She had blood and
sperm on her legs, and fresh semen all over her face. She saw one of the
boys in her class come out of his house with his mom -- she was going to
drive him to school. Both of them saw her standing there with her boobs
hanging out, and her face flushed bright red as she tried to cover her
genitals with her hands.
Finally the man let Dara go back in the townhouse. The four new men were
fucking Laurel, and Helen was in the kitchen fixing the food. The man sent
Dara in to help her mom, and he watched the men screwing Laurel for a while.
Helen and Dara went around with sandwiches and beer, and the men ate and
drank while they watched the new guys raping Laurel. They could smell her
cunt all over the house -- she had so much cum in her that her stomach
actually looked bloated. She was staring blankly at the ceiling as her body
jerked back and forth under whichever man was screwing her at the moment.
She just hoped they would finish with her soon, and leave her alone.
CHAPTER 16: The Grand Finale
After the newly-arrived men had all raped Laurel, the rest of the men got
together and decided they wanted one more round with these little whores.
Most of the men hadn't fucked anybody for a few hours, and they could get
erections now. They wanted to show these girls -- and the boy -- what they
thought of whores, especially a mother that would pimp her own children as
prostitutes. They wanted to hurt all of them, degrade them, and help them
remember this night for a long time.
The men had descended to a lower level of human interaction, far from the
respect and concern most men have for the women and children in their lives.
These men had spent hours enjoying the harsh pleasures that come from using
their cocks like animals -- fucking for the sheer enjoyment of it, not
thinking about anything except the power they have over their victim. That
kind of power exists when a man uses his cock only for his own satisfaction,
using his cock as a weapon to show his control over his victim, being
concerned only with his own satisfaction and not caring how much he hurts
the victim. When a man treats a sexual partner like a piece of meat --
nothing but a warm body with a hole that he can stick his cock into -- it
becomes easy to concentrate only on his own erection, feeling his cock
stiffen when he hears a grunt of pain, feeling his cock throbbing inside the
private parts of a girl or a boy that doesn't want him inside them, feeling
his cock twitching as he gets ready to cum, feeling his whole body energized
as he ejaculates inside an unwilling girl or boy. There is nothing a man
enjoys more than rape, though most men would say they would never consider
doing it. They would ALL do it -- if they could do it without getting
caught.
The men moved the coffee table out of the way, and four of them sat down on
the sofa. They told the girls -- Helen, Dara, and Laurel -- to get down on
their hands and knees, facing the sofa. Dillon was told to get down on the
floor with his mother and his sisters, and he got on his hands and knees at
the end of the row, beside Laurel. All of them were naked, and the girls'
holes were completely exposed between their legs. Dillon's big cock was
hanging down, and it was slightly erect.
Helen and her children were told to put their faces between the legs of the
men on the sofa, and suck their cocks. They were told to keep their hands on
the floor in front of them -- they could only touch the cocks with their
mouths. The girls crawled forward a little, and Helen took her man's cock in
her mouth. Dara and Laurel did the same with their men, and then Dillon
reluctantly opened his mouth and took his man's cock into his mouth. He
hated to suck cock, but he knew he had to do this or they might hurt his mom
or his sisters.
The men grabbed the heads between their legs and forced them down on their
cocks, thrusting their hips forward to get their cocks deeper in the warm
mouths. After a few minutes, all four men had huge erections. They got up
and came around behind Helen and her kids, and four more men sat down on the
sofa to have their cocks sucked. The man behind Helen got between her legs
and thrust his cock up her ass, making her gasp as she was penetrated.
Dara's fucker inserted his cock in her rectum and started screwing her,
reaching around and playing with her big boobs. The man behind Laurel spread
her ass cheeks and rammed his cock in her as hard as he could, and she
gasped as his 12-inch cock filled her small anus. Dillon's fucker had to
force his cock into the boy's extremely tight rectum, but finally got it
buried deep in the boy's colon. Helen and all her kids were being ass-fucked
at the same time, while they sucked four more cocks.
When the four fuckers were ready to cum, the man in Dillon's ass dumped his
load in the boy's bowels, but the other three men pulled out of the girls'
assholes and stuck their cocks in the three vaginas just waiting to be
penetrated. They ejaculated inside the girls, leaving some shit from their
cocks in the girls' cunts. This meant that all the girls would get
infections from the bacteria deposited in their pussies.
The girls got raped for another six hours this way. The men got tired of
fucking Dillon, so they made him join them as a rapist, screwing his mother
and his sisters in the ass. Each girl had a cock in her mouth and a cock in
her ass constantly, except for a few moments when one man finished cumming
in a girl's mouth and the next man sat down in front of her, or when a man
ejaculated in her bowels and then pulled out of her rectum to let the next
man get between her open legs.
When the men finally finished raping the girls -- when every man had fucked
the little whores as many times as he possibly could, and none of the men
could get an erection -- it was time to leave. But the rapists had one more
little surprise for Helen and her daughters. They left Dillon there at home,
but made the three girls walk out to the street, totally naked, just wearing
their high heels. The men put the girls into separate cars, and they headed
for a nearby shopping mall in a convoy. About 10 cars, with 25 men and the
three naked girls, made the six-mile trip, and arrived at the mall parking
lot at noon. It was Saturday, and the place was packed. The girls were
pulled out of the cars, and three of the men walked them inside -- each man
put his hand between the girl's legs from behind, stuck his thumb in her ass
and his fingers in her cunt, and guided her with his fingers. The girls all
had that "just fucked" look, with fresh warm sperm running down their legs.
The men paraded the girls around inside the mall for half an hour, while all
the people stopped to watch, and then shoved the girls into a store and left
them there, completely naked, with no way to get home.
[End of story]
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