Perverts 'R' Us

30th Birthday Present

By Pagan ( bb/F, MM/F, beast, tort, rape, IR, F/F )

Copyright Kayce69@fsworld.co.uk

Ann sat writing out her list of friends for her 30th birthday party that she had promised herself. She dropped the pen on the table and thought, that's if any of her friends would turn up - they were getting less and less. Her fat, over-bearing husband slowly chased them off with his constant lusting, be it at functions or parties.

Ever since she was his secretary at the age of 19 he had been at it, and she was one of his victims who fell for it. At 21 she had married him. Unknown to her, she had become his third wife.

They had only been married six months when she caught him having sex with some woman in a car. But it didn't stop there, for the next five years he was constantly bed-hopping, which she knew about, but turned a blind eye to. The final crunch came when he was arrested with a prostitute. It was then that she decided that was the last nail in the coffin.

Five years on, she had moved into the other bedroom and never slept with him again. She found him disgusting and repulsive - he was now overweight, balding, and he smelled. Trouble was, he still thought he was God's gift to women.

Her disgust didn't stop at him. She believed that most men were no different, only interested in one thing - to get between her legs. She even stopped going to the gym or pool, as she felt that men were leering at her because of her gypsy looks - long legs, trim figure, and the one thing that didn't help her situation, her 38-inch breasts.

Her closet friend called to see her. Over coffee, Ann told her of her fear about holding this party. Her friend didn't need to be told twice about the wandering hands, as she had to fight him off several times. But they were friends and it was time to give Ann some advice.

She told her, "Ann you're a really attractive woman. You should divorce the dirty bastard and get yourself a decent bloke."

Ann laughed, "As far as I'm concerned, all men are dirty bastards. Anyway, I'm set on my ways now, and besides I enjoy making his life a misery as he, no doubt, enjoys his diseased-ridden prostitutes."

Later on that night, he came in smelling of cheap perfume. He was drunk and threw her a dirty look. Ann knew it was time to head off to her bedroom and lock the door. It took him half an hour to do his usual, his little trick as she called it, of pushing a porn mag under her door. The pages were covered in obscene writing all about what he would love to do to her with arrows pointing to the different sex positions in the mag. It always finished off with the words, "Frigid Whore, You're Going To Get It."

But she knew that in the morning, everything would be back to normal - not talking just living this make-believe life - she knew that he would love for her to divorce him. Why should she give in to him? She enjoyed the rich style life.

The 30th birthday party went great. Ann enjoyed herself with the few friends that turned up. Aaron and Ann put on their little show of man and wife, only her closest friend Karen knew the full truth. They both laughed as she told Ann, "I bet this party is killing him." Aaron looked over at them and smiled - Ann didn't like it when he smiled.

The smile never left his face as he came over to them and said, "Happy 30th birthday darling," and handed her an envelope. She looked puzzled, as this was the first thing he had given her in five years.

Ann opened it to find a ticket for a month's cruise all around the Mediterranean. She thanked him, but as he turned away she turned to Karen and said, "He's up to something."

Karen was quick to answer, "He's always up to something, only this time you're making something out of it."

Ann smiled, "You know you're right. Bugger him, I'm going."

Once all the friends had left, she began cleaning up a little. Aaron came out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine, and said "happy birthday" again. Ann looked at him.

He said, "It is time we buried the hatchet, time for a better start, and I hope that by giving you a little present to start with, we could be a little more - shall we say -friendly. I hope I can make up for the years of misery."

She had the drink with him, then she abruptly said, "Don't for one minute think this lets you back into my bed."

He held his hands up, "God forbid. No, I'm quite happy with my whores".

The usual Ann kicked in, "Good, there's no way I'd let a perverted, disgusting man like you near me."

She took a deep breath and felt good about that little outburst, took another drink and carried on tidying up. As she filled the dishwasher, she began to feel drunk or tired, her legs wouldn't hold her and she sank down to her knees. Her head was all giddy, and she looked up to see her perverted husband smiling at her.

He put his hand in his pocket and produced the cruise line ticket. Still smiling he said, "Look bitch," as he tore it up. His smile became a sneer, "You're not going anywhere. You're mine to do with as I please, for the next month."

Ann tried to answer back, but no audible words came from her mouth as her lifeless body lay slumped in the corner of her kitchen. She now realized why the offer of a drink - she had been drugged and all she could do was look on in horror as her fat, repulsive husband began to undress.

Tears welled up in her eyes as he stood in front of her, naked, his small cock protruding from below his fat stomach. He began fondling his cock as he came towards her. "Do you know how many women this has satisfied? Hundreds, except one - you, you frigid cunt."

He grabbed her by the hair as he squatted down in front of her and held her face as he rubbed it back and forth over his chubby little cock. He reached down behind her and unzipped her dress, and then he threw her back. She hit her head painfully on a door handle as he screamed, "You don't know how much I hate you, bitch!"

Then in a mad frenzy, he clawed at her dress and bra until they were around her waist, exposing her large tits. "God, I've always thought of your tits as being magnificent and they've not lost their bounce - just as fantastic as ever." He buried his face in them, squeezing, sucking, and biting them so hard that tears ran down her face in pain.

He suddenly pulled her by the hair along the tiled floor until she was flat on her back so he could take hold of the bottom of her patterned dress and pull it right off of her, leaving her laying there in just her white cotton pants. He growled, "So this is what I've missed. At least my whores dress in sexy underwear."

He reached down and ripped her pants clean off, "Bloody hell, your bush is hairier than I remember!" She truly did have a full bush. He pulled her legs wide open, "I see you have stopped shaving your cunt." He licked his lips, "Still looks tasty, though. I must have a face full of that," he bent her legs up fully, exposing her and rubbed his face into it, "Oh, what a lovely asshole, all neat and pink. I have to shag some of that."

Ann braced herself for the pain of having something in her ass for the first time, as he parted her cheeks and put his small cock up her. She, thanks to the drug, could hardly feel anything. He was in her for about two minutes before he shot into her and pulled out. He stood over her, flicking the leftover cum back and forth onto her face. Once again he sneered down at her, "I bet you hated having that up you. You're nothing but a man-hater."

Ann was screaming in her mind, "You dirty filthy bastard! I'm going to make your life hell, you fuck!"

He left her lying there, but he was soon back with a bottle of whisky. He started drinking glass after glass while boasting to his helpless victim about all the women he had sex with. He told her these women may be low-life to her, but they beat her at satisfying him one hundred-fold.

Then he said sarcastically, "I think I will introduce you to two of my low-lifes. They are good friends of mine." He reached for his mobile phone. Ann lay shivering as she listened to her perverted husband talking to some whore called Winnie. He was inviting her and another whore called Tara over to the house. He said, "I'd like you to come over and have sex with me while my stuck up, man-hating wife watches." He finished the call by saying, "You know I always pay you girls more than the rest. Now hurry, girls."

Twenty minutes past when the door bell rang, Ann could hear female voices. She tried to move, but still had no feeling in her legs. The conversation quieted down, and she could hear nothing from the other side of the kitchen door. Then real fear set in as the door began to slowly open and the fattish face of a half-cast woman peeked in, and then back out again. "Oh my big stud, I can see why you need me. You need a woman, not a doll," Ann heard all the giggling and knew she had to get out of the house and get to Karen's.

The door opened fully as he strode in with the fat, half-cast he called Winnie. They were followed in by an older white woman, Tara, who was a real hatchet-faced woman - the type you see on dark back-street corners. They both grinned down at Ann.

Aaron said, "Come on, girls. Tell this frigid man-hater how many times my cock has satisfied you."

Winnie said, "You stud, at least a hundred."

Tara shouted aggressively at Ann, "Honey, you don't know what you're missing, this man is something else."

Aaron put his arms around both women. "I think the world of these two, more than a stuck up bitch like you." He began to slobber all over them as he said, "Come on, girls. Let's show this bitch what she's missing." He was kissing them and taking their clothes off.

Tara was the first one nude. She had small, wrinkled breasts and her bottom half was covered in stretch marks. The half cast was just fat, with big, heavy breasts. She climbed onto the breakfast bar as Aaron started mouthing her between her wide legs. Tara struggled to her knees and took his small cock into her mouth, moaning and sucking hard. She kept pulling her mouth away, looking up at Aaron. "Oh god, big boy. You're the best," suddenly his body jerked and it was all over within four minutes.

Tara stood up. She had little drops of cum on her chin. Aaron looked so pleased with himself. "See, bitch? I can satisfy two at the same time." Ann lay there, wondering how could he have sunk so low, and how could he do this in his own home? He had won, she would divorce him.

He said, "Do you know, my darlings, she thinks you are the lowest of low-life?"

Tara screamed, "What?" and rushed at the helpless Ann, slapping her hard across the face, and then grabbing her hair. She pulled Ann's face close to hers, "You stuck up bitch! You should try going on the game, then you'd know how fucking hard it is."

Aaron roared with laughter, "Now there is an idea, maybe she should go with you for a few nights. That should show her."

Tara jumped up, "Just give me the chance. I'd drag this cunt round every low life."

Winnie joined in, "Ya and Winston would be the first up her. You know what he's like for big tits."

Aaron leered at Ann and drunkenly said, "I've seen Winnie's pimp Winston. He's one big mother-fucker." Both women started to take advantage of the man's drunken state, pleading with him, "Come on Arnie, let us take her to big Winston's for the night. He'll soon get rid of her frigidness and we will look after you, our big stud."

Ann laid there, horrified. He was actually thinking about it! Then he said the dreaded words, "OK, fuck it, take some more of the drug and take her."

The women jumped up and down squealing, "Arnie, you're the man! You're the greatest," he could hardly stand. He had to hold onto the table.

Tears ran down Ann's face as the women phoned this man Winston. They passed the phone to Aaron, and he said drunkenly, "That's right, mate. She's all yours. Just come and take the bitch." He grinned, "That's great, fantastic, thanks mate." He called over to the women, "You'll never believe this, but I get you two for as long as he's got her."

The women laughed and called out, "How long's that?" Aaron went back to talking, "Well mate, as far as everybody concerned, she's away on a cruise for a month."

Ann lay, feeling nauseated, her head spinning as Aaron came off the phone. "You two have to take her to Winston sometime tonight, then you come back to me."

Winnie picked up Ann's dress, "We will take her now. The quicker we go, the quicker we get back." Ann was pulled up and her dress put on. She stared into the drunken eyes, but saw nothing.

He called out as the women dragged her through the door, "Hey, what about these?" He held up her pants and bra, and the women laughed.

"She won't need them where she's going. Now you just have a few more drinks and we will be right back."

They laid Ann on the back seat as Aaron staggered up to the women, kissed them, and told them to hurry back. The women jumped in the car and drove off, giggling.

"What a fucking asshole! Talk about easy money with that dick head - fifty for five minutes."

Still laughing they drove off into the night, Tara climbed into the back seat. "So, you think we are low-life, do you?" She grabbed Ann's hair and screamed, "Do you?" Suddenly she planted her lips on Ann's pushing her tongue into her mouth and kissing her long and hard. Her hand wandered down, pulled up Ann's dress, and started to work its way in-between her legs.

Soon she found the slit she was looking for, and began to work her fingers up inside Ann's cunt, pushing hard with her bony fingers until she was buried up her, fucking her dry cunt hard and trying to get a second finger in. She stopped kissing and said, "Like this, man hater? Let's see if we can get your cunt wet and willing," then her face followed her hands, and soon her tongue was taking the place of her finger, licking all around her cunt, and then pushing up.

Winnie, who had seen what was going on via the rear view mirror, said, "Tara if you're going to do her, let's make some money out of her cunt and Winston need not know. We got time, let's take her up to that teacher. He'll pay to watch us make her fuck us."

While Tara kept abusing Ann, Winnie used her mobile to make the arrangements and soon they were in a nice area, full of large houses. The two women pulled and pushed their weak victim into the teacher's house.

He was a small man, around sixty years of age. He stood in his lounge in just a T-shirt and shorts as Ann was held up between them. Using their free hands, they lifted the front of her dress, "How about that for a nice thick bush?"

He licked his lips, "She's a piece of ass."

The women pulled her dress completely off, "Look at these tits, nice pair."

As they held her with her arms stretched out, crucified in front of him, he moved forward and squeezed both breasts hard before pulling hard on the nipples, twisting them until Ann moaned in pain. "Ohhh, do your titties hurt? Let's have a play under that bush. Bet you got a tasty cunt."

His bony fingers explored her cunt as he bent forward and sucked at one nipple, and then the other, clamping hard down on them with his teeth. He loved the way Ann gurgled in pain.

He looked into her eyes. "I bet you fuck up nicely, I fancy my cock in your hole, do you?"

Winnie quickly said, "You've only paid to watch her suck our cunts. Fucking her cunt will cost you more."

With his fingers still playing between Ann's legs he said, "You're on. How much for me to fuck her while you sit on her face?"

They dragged Ann over to the sofa and let her fall, pulling her until she was in position so that Tara could bend her legs over Ann's mouth. When her cunt was over Ann's mouth, she nodded to Winnie, who started to twist and pull at Ann's nipples while her other hand tore at the bush covering Ann's abused cunt. Her screams were muffled by Tara's cunt lips. "Stick your tongue up it and we will stop hurting you. You might as well do it, as we will only hurt you more. You don't want me to light a fag and use you as an ashtray, or is pain that gets you off?"

A pathetic, "Noooo," had Ann sticking her tongue into the revolting hole stuck over her mouth. Winnie moved for the man to push Ann's legs apart and push into her.

Some of the feeling had come back to Ann's body. This time she could feel him in her. He was bigger than Aaron, and the ugly old man was fucking her hard, very hard. Winnie started spanking the teacher's ass as he fucked into the beautiful, drugged woman.

Winnie got her mobile phone and pushed the buttons, "Arnie baby, you still sober? Just enough? Just listen to this," she put the phone down by the cunt that was being raped and shouted, "Hear that? That noise, that's your wife's cunt being fucked."

Winnie heard him yell, "Let me talk to him." She held the phone to the teacher's ear.

"Go on man, fuck the bitch. Ream her cunt, get a handful of that bush, pull hard and ride her furiously. Give that cunt a seeing to."

Winnie moved the phone close to Ann. She moved her face and cried out, "HE---LP,ME, MA----KE TH----EM ST---OP."

As Tara pushed herself back down, covering Ann's mouth again. Aaron screamed down the phone, "Enjoy it, you fucked-up bitch!" He joined in the rape by taunting her and screaming obscenities at her, and then he heard the old man yelling, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"

He shouted, "Do it over her face, splat her face," the old man pulled out and roughly climbed up to her face.

Tara moved back and squeezed Ann's cheeks in hard so her lips parted. Winnie took the man's cock in her hand and wanked him into Ann's mouth. The man held onto the woman's shoulders as Winnie held his cock centimeters inside the quivering lips, and suddenly he let out a cry.

Both women grinned as they watched the old man cream into Ann's mouth. Winnie shouted down the phone, "Your bitch's mouth is full of cum."

Aaron shouted back, "Swallow it all, you bitch! Make her swallow it." The old man rammed his cock hard into her mouth again and again.

Ann twisted her head from side to side, trying not to choke. The old man finished himself off by slapping her face with his limp cock. As they got off her, she slipped off the sofa and vomited his filth out. The two women were to slow to stop the filth covering her. "Christ, what are we going to do with her? Winston will kill us!" The old man told them to use the shower.

Quickly she was in the shower and Winnie was washing her down, washing all over her tits and down, spending time fingering her cunt and playing with her bush. She pulled her out of the shower and laid her down, and then she pulled off her own pants and straddled her face. "My turn, bitch. Give it a licking or I'll bruise you good." Ann tried to lick her, but was still drugged to a point of semi-consciousness. "You useless fuck, I got to get off."

She got off Ann and pulled her legs open, then spread hers, interlocking them together and started to rub her cunt on Ann's. Tara came in, "Come on Winnie, for fuck sake, we got to get her to Winston."

Winnie carried on, grinding into Ann's cunt. "Go get the money off teach, I'm going to make this cunt get me off." She put a bear hug on Ann's leg and rode her, cunt on cunt, and Ann cried as she had to endure this lesbian rape.

Winnie orgasmed, shouting "Fuck, fuck," and she got up and sank onto Ann's face, rubbing her spurting cunt over her mouth and nose. Just then, Tara came back in. "Thank god you've finished. Here's her dress. Let's get her cleaned up and dried off. Remember Winston." They were soon driving towards town.

"Give her some more of the drug. We don't want her telling Winston about our little detour." Tara wasn't sure how much drug, so she only put a few drops in Ann's mouth. It was enough to slow Ann's movement down again, but not to knock her out like the first time.

They pulled up in front of a big old house and she was pulled into the entrance. A big black man came out. "Oh you got here then. Took your time."

Winnie was quickly in, "She was sick, so we had to stop." He looked her up and down, "Put her in my room and get back to that asshole. Keep him drunk and get cards and pin numbers out of him. Now, get."

Ann was thrown on a king-size bed under the watchful eye of Winston, and then the two women left. "Oh ya, you're a good-looking piece of ass. Let's have a look at the hairy bush your old man raves about." He lifted her dress up and back. "Oh nice! I know a lot of punters that will pay big money for a play with that. Now your tits."

Ann could move a little and she tried to hold her dress together, begging and pleading for him to stop, but Winston was strong and as bits ripped. The dress was soon off and Ann lay before him naked, trying to cover herself with her hands. "You're a looker, alright. Nice of your old man to do a bit of wife-swapping. Now let's see how you suck cock and fuck, lady."

Ann's eyes stared at the big man undressing in front of her. She moaned as his nine inch cock sprang out of his pants as they hit the floor. He climbed on the bed beside Ann's head, moving his black cock over her face. "Right, now show me how you suck cock."

Ann felt faint again. Her head was spinning as he turned her face to his erect cock. She closed her eyes as he slipped it past her lips and into her mouth. After a few seconds, he said, "Hey, you ain't telling me you don't know how to suck cock. Oh man, this is going to be fun." He grabbed her arm and pulled her hand to his cock.

He forced her hand around his cock, telling her to wank him slowly, and then to lick the end of his cock while it was still inside her mouth. He let her do that for a while, then he took her hand away, held her head, and told her to tighten her lips around him. He pushed and pulled her head, getting his cock down her throat a little bit at a time, and then he stopped and made her do him.

"There you are. Now, with all the practice you're about to get, you should be a good cocksucker. But for now, I want to fuck that pretty little hole between your legs. Spread them."

He got in-between her legs and started to push in as she pleaded, "No! Let me go", but it fell on deaf ears as he rammed himself into her.

He grinned down, "Open your mouth and do the same to my tongue as you did with my cock." He smashed his lips down on hers and his tongue danced inside her mouth, enjoying the way she was gagging for air.

"Alright little lady, let's see how you ride." He turned and pulled Ann with him, his powerful arms lifted her until she was sitting impaled on his cock. To keep her upright he held her tits in his huge hands and began to pump away, laughing as the tears ran down Ann's face. "Don't waste your tears on this fucking, lady. You soon going places to see people who will do things to you, and then you will have something to cry about. These people ain't seen anything as pretty as you in a long time, and you'll be all theirs to do with as they please."

Winston enjoyed his rape of the cute housewife, holding on to her tits and pumping her up and down his thick, black cock as she moaned, never having been fucked with something so big.

He blew himself into her, then just threw her to one side, and handcuffed one wrist to the bedpost. Giving her tits another mauling, he left her lying there with his filth dripping out of her.

Ann cried herself to a drug-induced sleep. She was awakened by a hard-faced girl with clothes over her arm. "Boss says you got to shower, clean up. I'm to do your makeup and you're to wear these." She unlocked her wrist, and Ann started to plead to be let out. The girl's cold eyes looked at her, "You want me dead? Get in the shower, or one of the boys will do it for you."

Ann showered as the girl laid the clothes out on the bed. She stood there drying herself, looking at what they expected her to wear - stockings, suspenders, pants with a hole in the middle, no bra, and the red dress looked too small for her. There were three sizes of high-heeled shoes, all with ankle straps - she had never felt so helpless.

The girl sat her down and braided her long, dark hair into a pony-tail, and then set about the makeup. When she had finished, Ann looked at herself. The thick, black eyes and the red pouting lips, she looked like the thing she hated most, a low-life. The worst was yet to come as she dressed. The red dress was long enough to come to the top of her stockings, and low enough to show almost all her breasts. It was too small and it hugged every bit of her shapely body. Winston eyed the girl's handy-work and nodded.

Winnie and Tara suddenly came in. He snarled at them, "What are you two doing back?"

Tara said, "He's too pissed to do anything - as if he ever could, but we do have these." She held out two credit cards. Winston took them, "Got pin numbers?" They nodded. "You're my girls. What do you think of my new one?" They laughed hysterically.

"Hello, low-life. You're in for a good time. Bet you don't look so good when you come back from visiting." What they said filled Ann with terror.

A pair of handcuffs was fitted to Ann's wrists. Winston came in with two teenage boys. "OK, I will take her to Josh's. Keep her there and you pick her up at nine. I've got other business. You know where to take her - the big house by the common. Keep her cuffed and let them have the key. They may want to free her, they may want to keep her tied up - who knows what kink they have in store for her."

She sat blindfolded on the short car journey. They arrived at an old tenement block, and she was pushed into a piss-soaked lift and taken to the third floor. She was then dragged into a dirty flat, and when her blindfold was taken off, she met a couple. He was a skinny black man. "You want me to keep an eye on her?" He smiled, which showed that half his teeth were missing. The woman sat, waving her hands at Ann. She was obviously not all there, and was laughing as they took Ann into a dirty bedroom, unlocked one wrist, and locked it to a bar over the bed. They left her there.

The man came in halfway through the afternoon with some sandwiches. She had to eat them as she was starving. He just stood there, staring at her. She was grateful when he left, but it wasn't long before three teenage boys came in, "Time to go."

Ann was startled, "It's not nine."

They unlocked her hand and put it behind her, locking her wrists together. "Change of plan, come on," and she was taken down to the waiting car.

She was blindfolded again and the car sped off. Ann thought the one in the front didn't look old enough to drive. As for the two either side of her, they looked like kids. They sat in silence until the car turned suddenly, and it went dark. Ann knew they were under cover.

The car door opened and she was pulled out. With her high heels she towered over the youths as they marched her through a door, and the blindfold was removed. Ann looked around - she was in a small room that looked like it had once been an office. It had a mattress on the floor, "I, errr, I thought it was a big house."

The three grinned, "It will be later, but we thought as Winston's away on business and you're the best-looking thing he has ever had, we brothers would like a bit of fun with you before you get all messed up."

Ann tried to move back towards the door, but there was someone behind her. With her hands trapped behind her, she had no way of defending herself. The one behind her put his arms around her. He may have been small, but he was strong. The two in front moved, pinning her between them. "Any word of this to Winston and you're not going to live long, understand?"

Terrified, Ann bit her lip and nodded as she felt a hand between her legs, stroking the naked skin on her thigh between her stocking tops and pants. With the pants having no crotch, the fingers were soon playing with her bush and pushing into her slit. She looked at this kid. "Please don't, let me go. I have money, and so does my husband."

A hand gripped her chin. "Your husband has a cute wife and we want to fuck her, so keep your mouth for sucking cock, and speak only when we tell you. This ain't a game, Winston kills people. Besides, he's got the best crack in town and we get it, so let's get started. Over there on your knees, and open your mouth and legs. Let's have a good look at you."

Resigned to her fate, Ann walked over to the mattress and knelt. The three followed. First her tits were pulled out of the dress while the hem was pulled up around her waist. The youths started to pull on her nipples and squeeze her. She cried out as one stood in front of her, loosening his jeans. "Stop squealing, you stupid cow. What we are doing ain't nothin' to what you're going to get up at the house, so suck on this while my brothers give your body the once-over."

There was nothing Ann could do but open her mouth as the young black kid waved his cock in her face. She didn't want to be hurt and she remembered what Winston had told her. Her tongue licked at the invading meat as she moved her head around, trying to get him excited and wanting the filthy thing out of her mouth quickly. She could do nothing about the hands now enjoying her ample charms. Some kid was behind her with his hand between her legs, playing with her, pushing fingers up her cunt and asshole.

Hands were also squeezing her tits while a mouth sucked noisily on her nipples, between teeth biting and tugging at them. She tried to cry out, but her young mouth assailant knew what he was doing. Every time she squealed, he just rammed his cock further down her throat until she stopped moving and let all three of them do as they liked to her.

He started to hold her head firmly and his pumping became rapid. She knew that he was about to cum, about to fill her mouth with more filth and there was nothing she could do. He was going to make her swallow it. He suddenly came and she tried to keep it in her mouth but a vicious pinch between her legs made her swallow everything.

The one who had been playing with her tits pulled her head around, "You gonna ride my pole, white bitch? Come on, let's see what you got." He lay on the mattress, and Ann got across him and slowly lowered herself down until he was all the way in. "OK, bitch. Bounce me."

Ann moved up and down, back and forth as best she could with her hands tied, hoping she was doing it right. He seemed to be enjoying it as Ann went through this degrading act, when suddenly she was pushed forward. Her tits were in the kids face and he bit them hard. With him holding the nipple between his teeth, she couldn't move, as the youth who had been fingering her cunt got on her back. She felt his hard cock searching for her asshole. "Oh god, no!" Even for a kid, she knew he was big. She tried to move, but her nipple was held hard and he pushed into her. She screamed, "No, no god no! Please, he's tearing me! Take it out!"

The one who had fucked her face knelt in front of her. "Shut the fuck up! If all you can do is yell, you may as well suck me again. Get some of that red lipstick on my cock or I will hurt you more than he is. Get it back in your mouth!" Trying hard not to sob, she let him put it back in her mouth and all three fucked her in every hole, enjoying her pain and humiliation.

They made sure they took a long time fucking Ann. The ones in her ass and cunt both came, but left their cocks up her, getting hard again before ravaging her a second time. The one in her mouth got hard and took his time filling her mouth with more of his juice.

She wasn't given much time after they got off her. She was cleaned up, redressed, and as they dressed her, the youths pinched and prodded her everywhere, laughing as they abused her. One of them forced a capsule into her mouth, and her clit was pinched until she swallowed. Then one of them stuck his fingers in her mouth, checking she had swallowed it, and she could taste herself on his finger.

While she was driven to the big house, her breasts were continually fondled and sucked.

Two of them stood either side of her as the door was answered by a fat man. The key was handed to him, and as they turned and left her a second man came to the door. As soon as the kids had gotten into the car, the two men lurched at Ann, bending her handcuffed arms further up her back.

Ann cried out in pain and began pleading, "No, you don't understand! I'm not a prostitute, please help me."

One of the fat men growled at her, "We don't care what you are. We paid good money for you and you're going to perform." The voices sounded feminine.

Ann was frog-marched along a wooden hall with lots of painting on the wall, then forced down some stairs and into a big room. Ann felt sick at the sight - a bed, two couches, and various other boxes. Worst of all, there was a camera on the bed and another by the couch. The men locked the door, and then they laughed at her and, in weird feminine voices, said, "It's a long time since we had any sort of bitch in here." They looked at Ann.

"Usually it's little boys, so let's see what you look like." As he unlocked the cuffs, he screamed, "Get your clothes off, bitch!" Ann fumbled at her clothes as the two men took theirs off and sat on one of the couches, and then laid back, pulling their knees up to their chests. "Come over here, beautiful, and use them gorgeous red lips and kiss ass."

Ann tried hard to control her fear, but she was beginning to feel strange. She was light-headed as she stumbled to the couch and knelt down, staring at the two dark holes in front of her. She closed her eyes and little lights flashed - what was the capsule doing? As she bent forward and started kissing their balls, a hand gripped her hair, "Not there, get your face down on the asshole, then start licking."

The other one said, "Go on, bitch. Kiss his ass. Get your tongue in it, then do me," Ann felt nauseated as she went from asshole to asshole, being forced to lick and stick her tongue up them. She could see them as they played and fondled each other's cocks. They humiliated Ann for about ten minutes before one of them got up, went to a box, and got out a strap on dildo. They made Ann put it on. It cut into her sore, tender skin that had been abused by the three youths. They lay back on the couch, both of them demanding she fuck their asshole first.

They screamed at her. She was confused and she didn't know what to do, until a slap across her face made her push her hips at one of them and guide the rubber pole into an asshole. Her head spinning, her ears filled with screams, "Fuck me faster! Come on, bitch! Fuck him, then me."

Ann thrust her hips as fast as she could. The other one leaned over and started to suck his friend's cock. Ann was forced to do him for about twenty minutes while she suffered the obscenities they shouted at her. Finally as he shot cum into his friend's mouth, his friend turned and spat it over her, pulling her forward so he could get as much as possible all over her big tits. Then she had to start all over again with the other one. She was forced to thrust hard. If she didn't, her nipples were grabbed by the first one and twisted, making her scream while he wanked his cum over himself.

They took the strap-on away from Ann and used rubber strapping to tie her hands behind her. With the weird feeling that the capsule was causing, she just stood there bemused as they both fitted strap-on dildos to themselves. They both looked obscene as they walked with these black cocks. She could have laughed at them if it wasn't for the collar they were fitting to her throat. She whimpered as they started pulling her towards the bed. She began to become hysterical, screaming at them to stop. One of them took great delight in gripping her bush and dragging her painfully onto the bed.

He lay on the bed with her as the cameras were switched on. Ann was pulled by her nipples and bush until she was straddled across the black rubber pole fastened to the man lying under her. She grunted in pain as she twisted, trying to get off the rubber cock, only losing her balance and falling forward.

The one behind her reached up to the top of the bed. There was a scaffolding pole, fitted with lots of leather contraptions. She saw them dangling down, and he got hold of a strap, grabbed the collar, and fitted the clip to it and pulled until Ann's body was held above the man, her tits hanging in his face. From here, his teeth could inflict the maximum pain to her nipples.

She screamed as the choking and biting caused her more pain than she had ever felt. "That's it, scream you bitch! And this will help." Misery was added as the second man mounted her from behind and started to force his rubber cock up her asshole until her rectum surrendered and both of them began to fuck in and out of her. Hands pulled at her cunt hairs while teeth bit all over her breasts.

As the sadists ravished both holes, her choking screams filled the room. The last thing she heard before she blacked out was, "This is the way we like our whores - screaming for mercy."

She woke to find herself tied upside down from the pole. They were coming towards her with nipple clamps, and hanging from them were horrifying steel weights. Then a bell sounded. One man growled, "Ain't you a lucky cunt."

The other said, "I knew we should have bought more hours."

As they let her down and tried to dress her, one of them grabbed her jaw and twisted her face to him. "Next time, bitch, we will have the whole night to play games with you."

Ann sat in the car as it moved away and she wept pitifully between the men, her hands cuffed behind her again. There was no pity as her tits were pulled out from her dress. "Wow, look at the marks. She must have put out good for them." She looked at the youth and shook her head. He didn't care and still played with them as she was driven back to the flat.

Her clothes were taken and she was left naked, handcuffed to the bar again, in the disgusting room. Ann was a physical and emotional wreck. The room was damp and she only had one sheet. She thought of her bed at home and cried herself to sleep, only to be woken by the couple. They pulled the sheet off, and Ann cried out, "Oh no, no! Please, not again."

They put the light on as they turned her on her back. The old man was naked from the waist down, and his balls hung low under a cock fit for a younger man. Ann lay exhausted, unable to put up any resistance as the old man molested her aching body. She felt sick as his toothy mouth clamped down on hers. She felt him moving her legs as his cock pushed towards her. With only one hand free, it was easy for him to hold it while he spent the next ten minutes raping her.

After he finished with her, she whispered, "Could I go to the toilet?" She thought this may be a chance to run for it, but Ann was handcuffed, marched to the bathroom, and forced to do it in front of them as the woman giggled like a little girl at Ann's humiliation. She was then taken back, re-cuffed to the bar and left to wonder what was next to come.

She slept until three in the afternoon when Winnie woke her. She looked at her and said, "Man, you look a mess. What's the matter?"

Ann struggled to say, "Sore, so very sore."

Winnie laughed, "Well doll, now you know what it's like to put out. Especially when they're like the ones you met last night, anyway. Winston says I got to clean you up and get you pretty for tonight."

Ann almost screamed, "No, not them! God no, please no!"

Winnie said, "No, you got respectable businessmen tonight. I don't know how many. Enough of that. I got your dress etc., you know, cleaned up. Now I'm gonna bathe you."

Ann stumbled to her feet and Winnie cuffed her wrists. She then took her to the bathroom. Ann lay in the soapy water as Winnie cleaned her and checked her bruises, "What about the couple here?"

Ann told her that he had raped her last night. "Tough. Getting fucked, whether you want it or not, comes with the job."

Ann was blindfolded, handcuffed, dressed up, and before she knew it was being driven to her next punters. As they approached the high-rise, the youth who had his hand up her dress playing between her legs told her it was tablet time again. Was she going to be a good girl and just swallow? She nodded, and he pulled her head back and told her to open. It was too late. It wasn't until she had already swallowed that she realized he had dropped two in.

She was taken up in a lift and into a smart apartment. The key was handed to a man, and the youths left. Ann's feelings of "good, just one man" were soon dashed. As her head began to swim and a feeling of lightness came over her, two more came into the room.

They held brandy and smoked cigars. Ann went to speak, but was abruptly told to speak only when told, and to do everything they told her to. In an arrogant voice, it was made obvious that she was there to be their plaything - to be fucked was her station in life and fuck her they would, but first she was to pose for some camera shots. She couldn't help but giggle. The capsules were having a strange effect on her and she started to play up to them, posing in many disgusting positions.

First pose, "Spread your legs and put your hands on your hips," Second, "Hang your tits over your dress." At seeing the size of her tits, two of them squeezed them, saying they were the best they had ever had. Third, "Let him hold your tits while we shoot." Four, "Remove your dress and pants, hold your own tits, point your nipples at the camera."

On seeing her hairy bush, one of them fell to his knees between her legs and started kissing her cunt, saying "Fantastic." Another came over to her, told her she had a fabulous body, and started kissing her. Ann's legs gave a little jerk as her clitoris was sucked and tickled by his tongue. It gave her a tingle, and she was enjoying it. The tablets were removing her inhibitions.

As they all started to remove their clothes, she was told to keep her stockings, suspenders, and high heels on. The three stood naked and ordered her to her knees and to start sucking.

She fell to her knees and began gobbling cocks, one at a time. She seemed to be enjoying it. She worked hard on them with her tongue, and they complemented her on her remarkable cocksucking. After they were all hard, one went and sat on the sofa, holding his cock, and beckoned Ann to come and sit on it. She backed up and slowly went down on it. She was surprised it slipped deep inside her without any pain. She was becoming aroused, and the tablets were making her wet.

She couldn't help but put her hands on her knees and pump up and down furiously. The other two came and thrust their cocks in front of her. She reached out and began to wank them, and one put his hand at the back of her head. She knew what he wanted, and again she opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips.

She stopped riding and began to wiggle. All her inhibitions had gone, and her hips moved back and forth on the cock inside her. Now the other man wanted his cock sucked. She sucked first one, then the other, her hands gripped her ass-cheeks, and she heard one man say, "Bloody hell, she's the best we've had!" They stopped and moved her to a new position.

The man with the camera moved around, photographing the scene. After fucking her for twenty minutes, they got her onto the floor. They laid her on her side so two of them could fuck her, one in her ass, the other up her cunt, and they pulled her until her shoulders were on the carpet and they could both suck her tits as they fucked her very hard. She fought for breath as both of them twisted her head, kissing and tonguing her mouth.

Ann was amazed to find she was tonguing them back, and she was unable to stop herself as she got more and more disgusted. The cameraman told her to lift her right leg so he could get shots of both her holes as they were fucked at the same time. She put her hand behind her knee and pulled it to her chest, showing the cameraman everything, and letting the two men ravish her holes.

Moments later, she felt the man up her ass explode in her. As he got up, he pulled her head around and passionately kissed her. She kissed him back; she was so wet and hot.

The man still fucking her used all his strength to lift her, and he stood there with her legs wrapped around his waist as he pumped her up and down. She held him around his neck, kissing him before she leaned back to let him suck her tits. She leaned all the way back, bending until her hands were on the carpet. The position he was fucking her in and the tablets excited her. It was turning her into a slut.

The bloke with the camera knelt down and pushed his cock into her mouth. Ann found it hard to breathe as the sensations ran through her. Oh god, she was going to have an orgasm, she thought. What had those tablets done to her?

Suddenly the man fucking her pulled out and held her, pumping cum all over her bush. "I love your hairy bush," he said as he emptied himself over her. But she hadn't cum. The man in her mouth sorted that out. He grabbed her, pushed her onto the sofa, pushed her legs up, and drove in to her, fucking her until she screamed out, spurting herself all over his rampant cock. He blew himself in her, saying, "God, you're one hot cunt."

The camera was up again. "Don't move," Ann was too exhausted to. "Open your legs wide. I want to see your cum-filled cunt. Come on, wide - get them open." She put one leg on the floor, the other on the back of the sofa, while the other two poured more brandy and congratulated themselves on giving her a good fucking.

As she lay exposing herself, she heard dogs barking. One man put his drink down. "Shit I'll have to take the damn dogs out to quiet them down," He went to a door and let two dogs into the room. They jumped around excitedly, and one came over to the sofa. Before Ann could move, one of them stuck his nose in her cunt.

Ann tried to close her legs but the dog wouldn't move. She put her hand down to push it away and a man said, "Don't touch my dog." The dog walked away and Ann sat up, closing her legs. The man came and sat beside Ann, snapping his fingers until the dog came back. He looked at Ann and grinned, "Open your legs."

Ann shook her head, "Please don't do this to me."

The man grabbed her hair, "Get your fucking legs open. Let's see how much of a hot bitch you are."

Ann closed her eyes. She felt the dog's fur on her leg as she realized she had no choice. Slowly her thighs opened. Ann felt disgusted and degraded as one dog licked at her well-used cunt. She started to sob as a voice said, "Give me my camera, we got us a right horny bitch here." Someone sat down and pulled Ann's leg over his, and the dog owner did the same with her other leg.

She was now wide open and the dog's cold tongue was licking quite rapidly. Slowly she put her hand down, only to be told that unless she wanted her hands tied behind her, leave the dog to lick her out. She lay back while the men enjoyed the view. "How about putting the dog up?" They bent forward and lifted the dog's paws onto the sofa. The man with the camera pushed the dog's backside towards the sofa. She went to move, but the dog owner took the handcuffs out of his pocket and she sat back and closed her eyes as the dog's cock touched her.

Suddenly a cheer came from the men as the Doberman's red erection pushed out of its foreskin. The red cock started to push at Ann, and with her cunt being sodden with the men's juice, it was easy for the beast to penetrate her time and time again.

The dog was going at her faster and faster, its red, fleshy cock was banging against her cunt or asshole. To Ann it was so painful, but the dog was penetrating her and the men loved it.

The bulbous root bulged against her clit as the animal thrust into her. The tablets had released something in her and she was getting wet again. Her heavy breathing gave her away to her perverted voyeurs, and the dog's owner, who had started the filthy act, was enjoying the hell he was putting Ann through. He dipped his fingers into his brandy and let it drip onto her nipples.

The dog's face was so close to Ann that its nose quickly picked up the smell of the liquor and its rasping tongue licked at her nipple and it sent a wave of pleasure through her body. Being forced to keep her arms beside her, she moved her head to the side and moaned, "Nooo, please stop." She was facing the other man, who smiled.

"Like hell, darling. You're fun to play with." He dipped his fingers in his brandy and let it drip on her other nipple, and the dog immediately moved to excite her again. She groaned as the dog began to thrust faster. The men started to cheer the dog on until it came inside her.

One man pulled the dog away while getting the other one ready to take over, Ann was panting - she hadn't cum, but was ready.

Ann's eyes were closed, but she heard, "Hang on, let the bitch clean her mate up." She was pulled on to the floor and told to get on all fours. The dog was then held in front of her. "Lick him clean and keep your ass in the air," Her hair was held and pulled towards the red cock hanging in front of her. "Get your mouth round it or you get plenty of this," a vicious slap stung her exposed backside, then another. She was so hot she did what they demanded.

Her head slid under the dog and she took the wet cock in her mouth. That was the first part of the humiliation over. The next was to put the other dog's nose on her exposed cunt. The dog licked savagely, tasting her wetness and the other dog's cum. Its own cock pushed out of the foreskin, and one man smiled at the other. It was time to let that dog fuck her. They laughed as one man knelt beside her and asked, "Do you like it doggy style?"

They put the dog on her back and, as she kneeled there sucking one dog the other started pushing to find her hole. Another roll of film was quickly put into the camera as he said, "This will look good in Kennel Club Weekly." Amongst the laughter, the dog found her and pushed in again. The stimulation was increased in this position and she orgasmed. She was now totally degraded.

She tried to control herself after the orgasm subsided, but the dog behind was thrusting harder. As long as the dog's cock stayed out, the men kept her sucking. Her cunt, now so aroused, stayed wet, and before long she felt the spurting sensation of the dog coming inside her. She was exhausted, but the tormentors wanted more. They laid her on her back and stood the second dog over her, making Ann lift her head to suck this one. It gave the camera a good shot, between her legs, her tits and her mouth straining to suck the red, fleshy cock.

After the shots were taken, he put his camera down and kneeled beside her, tickling her inner thighs above her stockings, and then up to play with her hard clit. He flicked it with his fingers, and the more she moved her hips, the faster he flicked. He could hear moaning coming from her active, sucking mouth.

Finally the dogs were taken back into the kitchen and she was given a very full glass of brandy. She was thirsty, and she had a foul taste in her mouth, but most of all they weren't going to let her stop until she had drunk it all. They were intent on playing with her some more.

She was still sitting on the floor as a cucumber was handed to her. "You're still a hot tart, aren't you? So fuck yourself with this. After what you've had up you, we aren't going to put ours in you, so let's see you come on this."

They were right - she was still hot, and with all her self-esteem gone, she pushed the vegetable slowly up herself. The ridges gave her a new sensation and she was soon pushing it in. This turned the men on even more. "Alright lady, up on your knees. Fuck yourself, but your mouth's been cleaned, so blow us at the same time. Get those lips tight around these and do some ball tickling with that tongue while you're at it."

Ann went from man to man, sucking hard and deep, her tongue playing everywhere as she jerked herself to another humiliating orgasm. As she came, the three spat their cum over her firm tits. Ann had cream dripping off her nipples as they came to pick her up.

Tara was with them and she was in a foul mood. No sooner were they in the car than she grabbed Ann's hair. "How does it feel to be a low-life?" she screamed as Ann burst into tears at the thought of what she had done.

Once in the flat, Tara stripped her naked and clipped both her wrists to the bar above her. Then got onto the bed and squatted over Ann's face. "Now, make me cum, bitch." She sat on Ann's face, putting her hand behind and twisting Ann's nipple.

Ann had no choice but to do as she was ordered and lick the brutal whore until she came in her mouth. Tara got off, and Ann spat the filth out of her mouth. When her eyes cleared, she saw the couple standing there watching. Tara walked past them, "Help yourself. She ain't going anywhere."

For another hour, Ann's misery continued. The old man got between her legs and raped her again while the woman sat on her face and made her do to her what she had done to Tara. The woman rubbed her cunt back and over Ann's face. She was insatiable - she was enjoying having a beautiful woman tongue her, and she was going to make it last.

The old man ejaculated inside her after twenty minutes of relentless fucking. He left the woman still molesting Ann's face with her cunt. Soon the woman orgasmed, but instead of leaving, she made her way down to Ann's cunt and started licking and kissing. The woman knew how to lick, and suddenly Ann felt the sensation running through her body - the sensation that she was going to cum again. No matter how she tried to control it, her body rushed head-long into a massive orgasm. Ann turned her head to cry, but the stimulation had been such that she involuntary pissed. The woman looked down at the once-grand woman wetting herself, smiled and left her to sleep in her own urine.

In the morning, Winnie went mad when she found her in this state. Winnie put her in the bath once more, and Ann cried and begged to be let go. Winnie told her that her old man had come to his senses and wanted her back, and Winnie was glad, as he was pissing her off. She told Ann she could have done better than that dick-head.

Winnie used her mobile to talk to Winston. He was furious when he heard of the state she was in and told her he had arranged for Ann to stay with a couple for the weekend and then he was going to send her back. Ann thought this was great news, but what Winston forgot to say was that these people had paid him well for the services of Ann. They wanted her to be their sex slave for a weekend party.

She was back in the car, still with the regulation handcuffs, as this time they drove outside the town. Ann didn't recognize it, but it was a mansion-like home. She was led to the door and met a couple in their fifties. The boys handed them the key and left. Ann walked in.

She was taken into the lounge, and she asked for the handcuffs to be taken off. The woman laughed, "We can strip you with your hands tied." Ann turned to run, but was quickly held and her clothes pulled off. She lay on the floor again in just stockings. She thought this was to be a recovery weekend. She looked at the couple both stripping down to their leather underwear and groaned.

"Come on, get on your back. Let's see you." The woman made a beeline for Ann's tits, sucking on them, and the husband went for her cunt, grabbing at her bush. The woman looked at it, "Oh no, that will never do. We will have to get rid of that."

The husband looked pleased, "You suck her fantastic tits. I'll shave her."

Ann lay on the floor with a towel under her as the man shaved her. The wife lay across Ann's stomach, watching him. She took delight in hurting Ann when they wanted her in different positions to finish - making sure no hair was left anywhere.

The woman moved back on to Ann's tits, then up kissing her full on the mouth. Ann, trying to avoid pain, thought she should respond and kissed her back. The woman screamed, "Get hold of this lesbian bitch and take her to the games room." The man grabbed her ponytail, dragged her up, and pushed her towards a wooden door.

They both pushed in behind her and dragged her to the floor. She sat on her back while he tied straps to her legs, then they took the cuffs off and tied each wrist. She got off as a whirring sound filled the room. Ann's limbs moved upwards pulling her off the floor as she screamed in pain.

Ann dangled, three feet off the floor and face down, with her arms and legs spread-eagled. The woman slid under her and clamped weights to both nipples. Ann was still screaming as two more weights were attached to her clit. She started to black out, and as the man pushed her, she swung back and forth.

Ann thought her arms would pull out of their sockets as he pushed her with a finger up her cunt. As she swung, he put another and then another until he was finger-fucking her with three fingers. Ann kept taking deep breaths, trying to keep her wits alive.

The woman left and voices could be heard - lots of voices. Suddenly the door opened and in rushed laughing, grinning, naked men. Ann screamed as the men surrounded her, groping and spanking her defenseless body.

The woman was amongst them - she took Ann's hair, pulled up, and rubbed her wrinkled small tits all over the hanging woman's tear-stained face until she bent and tongued Ann's mouth to the cheers of the onlookers.

They all took it in turns to pose for pictures with the helpless woman, doing anything they liked to her. Ann counted fourteen men and three women, mostly old. One of the oldest held his cock towards the old woman, "Come on, be a hostess and suck this."

Her husband pushed her, saying, "Go on, show us how it's done."

She scrambled down in front and started to suck. Everybody was drinking and cheering, poking her as Ann hung there listening to the slurping noises she was making. Then he pulled out, "OK, you got me going, let me at the cow." He went behind Ann, and the others began chanting. "Rape her--Rape her--Rape her!" The man thrust his cock into Ann's dry cunt, gripped on to her ass cheeks hard, and swung her onto him, then furiously raped her.

Ann screamed and pleaded with them to stop, but they kept cheering him on. Ann gritted her teeth, which helped muffle the cries, and she heard him shout, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" but he pulled out, only to have another one rush in and take his place.

For over an hour, fourteen different-sized cocks ravished Ann's cunt, but for some unknown reason no one came in her. Her nipples were in agony with the weights jerking around during the rapes. It kept her from passing out. She was lowered from the ropes and she lay on the floor, begging them to stop, but no. The woman dragged her to her knees and men bound her wrists to her ankles.

They dragged her to the settee and her head was pulled back, trapped between the woman's thighs. A strap gag was fitted to Ann's mouth, and there was a hole in it where a funnel was pushed down until it was lodged in her throat.

Her eyes grew wider as she watched two women go amongst the men, picking them and making them line up, the first one came over to Ann, leaned on the back of the settee with his cock on the edge of the funnel, and the first woman wanked him into the funnel. He smiled down at Ann as he shot his cum into the top. This went on until both women had wanked every man into the funnel. Each one grunting until he had watched his cream slide down, knowing Ann could do nothing but allow their filth into her stomach.

Ann, now nothing more than a rag doll for them to play with, was untied and dragged to her feet. They strapped a rubber dildo onto her and pulled her over to a big table were ropes hung from the ceiling. Ann's wrists were tied, and she was dragged up and secured. The woman from the settee lay on the table in front of her, wrapped her legs around Ann and screamed," Fuck me, bitch! Fuck me!"

As Ann had big tits, her nipples stood proud. The pain of the weights bouncing around was excruciating. She wanted to scream in agony as she pushed in and out of the woman. She tried to keep the ones on her cunt between her legs. The woman screamed, "Faster, faster!" Ann could hardly stand as she pushed into her, thankfully to the cheers of the onlookers, she came.

Before Ann could relax, another woman took her place. At first she laid back, but as soon as the rubber cock was in, she sat up, playing between Ann's legs, pulling at the weights. She then began kissing, licking, and shoving her tongue into Ann's mouth.

She pulled away and mumbled, "Come on baby, fuck my hole or I'll rip your cunt off." She gripped onto Ann's ass and pulled her onto her while pulling her ass cheeks wide, calling on any man to join them.

Ann's voice almost gone with screaming, pleaded, "Noooo!" Too late - a man was already shoving his cock into her asshole. Ann began to pass out, but it didn't matter to them. As he fucked her ass, the rubber cock went into the woman. Ann was now hanging there, lifeless, sandwiched between them, but it didn't stop the pack of perverts from using her.

The first man came in Ann's ass, but the woman hadn't had an orgasm. She screamed, "For fuck sake, someone else fuck the bitch's ass! Keep her going - I'm ready to cum!" Another man soon began raping Ann's rectum. He too came before the woman was satisfied, so another man had to take over fucking Ann's ass. As the woman finally came, she laughed as she told the other women, "This is the only way to cum."

Nine men and three women later, Ann was unconscious, but it didn't stop them. The strap-on was removed and her legs put on the table and secured. Her ass was hanging off so they could take it in turns to sit on a chair under her and lower her ropes until they could impale ether of her holes on their cocks, then pull her up and down as they sat there enjoying themselves.

After these men enjoyed her, everybody said it was time to abuse her in a different way. She was taken down, and then her hands and ankles were tied behind her. A pole was put through them and then she heard that whirring motor again and she was lifted like a sack, spinning around and around, with people pulling on her nipples and jerking the weights to make her moan. The men had free access to her cunt and ass, using dildos and vegetables to fill both of them.

The fun went on for another half hour, until some started to drift away, leaving a few with Ann. There were about seven men left in the room, and they took the weights off. Her cunt and ass were leaking juice, so they decided it would be fun to rape her mouth again.

Ann was in a bad state now and the couple started to panic. They called Winston, and he sent people to pick her up and take her home to her husband. Aaron was warned not to say anything to anyone.

He looked at her lifeless body, and then he sobbed uncontrollably as he removed the red dress and stockings. Then he bathed her, and he laid her on the bed and lay beside her.

About two hours later, she came around, staring at the ceiling. Aaron couldn't take his eyes off her bald cunt. He bent down and kissed it - he couldn't help it, his tongue flicked out and he licked it. Ann looked at him and smiled. He was being so gentle and she was at home, so she let him.

To her surprise, her cunt was still aroused. She cried out his name and orgasmed for the first time with her husband. He crawled up beside her and burst out crying. Ann just wrapped her arms around him and fell into a deep sleep.

PAGAN