Two Hollywood Whores


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Subject: {ASSM} TWO HOLLYWOOD WHORES By Kelli Paine (humil nc preg torture)
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Here is a new story called Two Hollywood Whores. I hope you like it!!

Love,
Kelli


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WARNING: The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to 
persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Its contents are of a 
graphically sexual nature and may involve non-consensual sexual acts between 
underage partners, rape, torture, sexual mutilation, and murder. It may 
contain extremely graphic language and descriptions of sexual acts that 
could be highly offensive to almost every reader. 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.


TWO HOLLYWOOD WHORES

By Kelli Paine (kellipaine1979@hotmail.com)

Codes: humil nc preg torture


CHAPTER 1: The Club

The members of a private sex club were having their annual dinner in 
Hollywood. Tickets to the affair were obtainable only from club members, and 
were in great demand because the girls who served the food were all 
beautiful actresses, some well established and some young and hungry for 
publicity. Before the dinner began, the girls were told to strip, and they 
served the food naked, wearing only high heels. The members always selected 
one of the girls to be tortured during the dinner, and while none of the 
girls liked it, they knew the chances were good that they would just serve 
some food and maybe get noticed by some of the Hollywood professionals who 
made up the membership of the club.


CHAPTER 2: Shannen

After the dinner was into its second course, the door to the kitchen opened 
and another serving girl walked into the dining room. Several members 
recognized her, and there was scattered applause as Shannen Doherty entered 
the room. Like all the other serving girls, Shannen was completely naked, 
just wearing 5-inch high heels with ankle straps -- but her legs and ankles 
were so slim, she looked like such a little hottie. Her pubic hair had been 
removed, like all the other serving girls, and she looked so naked and 
exposed as she tried to walk with two large sausages in her vagina. She was 
sweating from the strain of holding the meat inside her as she walked, and 
she was very unsteady on her feet -- she never wore heels this high, and her 
slim ankles made it hard to keep her balance.

The shoes were one size too small -- Shannen wore size 6, but the slut shoes 
she had been given were size 5. This was done with all the serving girls, to 
make them uncomfortable, and to make it harder for them to walk. The shoes 
had no back -- there was just a thin leather strap running up the back of 
the heel to hold the ankle strap -- and the toes of the shoes were extremely 
long and pointed. Almost the entire foot was revealed, and the girls all 
looked so hot and sexy as they tried to keep their balance. They frequently 
stumbled when the toe of the shoe caught on the carpet, and this made the 
members roar with laughter, watching the stupid little whores trying to walk 
so elegantly in their high heels.

Shannen was immediately motioned over to serve a member. She climbed onto 
the table and squatted over his plate, but he wanted to do something special 
to her before she served him. He ran his hands over her breasts and pinched 
her nipples. "You need bigger tits, angel -- that's why nobody will hire 
you." He motioned to a servant, who brought a small leather case to the 
table. The member reached in and took out a large hypodermic needle, with a 
tube connected to a gallon-size container. The liquid inside was yellowish, 
with flecks of dark material floating in it. The member looked at Shannen. 
"This is urine from your bathroom, mixed with some of your shit -- that's 
what I'm going to use to give you big breasts."

Shannen tried to get up off the table, but two servants were holding her 
shoulders. She started crying as they held her arms firmly in place. Her 
bare tits were hanging out, and she had to way to protect herself as the 
member placed the tip of the needle on her left nipple. "We don't want you 
to have a scar, angel, so we'll go in through your nipple." Shannen cringed 
in horror as the needle penetrated the  stiffness of her erect nipple. A 
soft mewling sound came from her throat as the needle was stuck in about 
three inches, and then she screamed as she felt the sewage from the 
container flowing into her breast. Her tit started to expand, and the other 
members watched in awe as the skin started to stretch. Shannen was 
struggling, making her tit bounce a little as the liquid was injected, and 
this caused even more pain, so she tried to sit still, staring down at her 
breast with her eyes wide as it expanded.

The scummy mixture of warm piss and feces flowed into the girl's body, and 
her tit expanded like a balloon. The pain was unbelievable, and Shannen's 
sounds of torment were giving the members huge erections. Several of them 
had taken their cocks out of their pants and were masturbating as they 
watched her. The member kept injecting the sewage into Shannen until her 
breast looked like half of a volleyball sticking out from her chest, then he 
cut off the flow and started to pull out the needle. Shannen's whole body 
went rigid from the pain, and after the needle was out, a little urine 
leaked out of her nipple and ran down over her stomach. The member squeezed 
her huge tit, and more urine trickled out. He caught it on his fingers and 
brought it to Shannen's mouth, and wiped the warm piss on her lips. "Does 
that taste good, angel?"

Shannen cringed as the urine ran into her mouth. She could feel tiny pieces 
of shit mixed in it, and the thought of that same sewage in her breast made 
her stomach heave. The member didn't give her any time to recover -- he 
stuck the needle in her other nipple and started to fill her right breast 
with the scummy mixture. The pain of her tender skin being stretched made 
Shannen scream several times while her tit was being enlarged, but the 
members just laughed at her, and commented on the way her jugs bounced and 
jiggled when she screamed. After her right breast was about the same size as 
the left one, the member jerked the needle out, tearing a ragged scream from 
Shannen's throat. She looked down at her big boobs -- she had been 34C -- 
and couldn't stop crying. The member took her nipples in his fingers, and 
Shannen screamed from the pain -- her tits were stretched so tight that the 
slightest movement made pain shoot through her chest.

The member wanted to know how big Shannen's new boobs were, so a tape 
measure was taken from the leather case. It was specially made for the 
members, and had a row of short needles on the underside of the tape. The 
member told Shannen to raise her arms over her head, then put the tape 
measure around her big tits. As he tightened the plastic strip around her 
breasts, Shannen screamed -- the needles had penetrated her breasts and 
under her arms and across her back. The member announced that Shannen was 
now 44DDD and the other members applauded. The tape measure was removed, and 
a line of small bloody punctures was visible across Shannen's breasts and 
all the way around her back.

The member now allowed Shannen to serve him one of the sausages in her cunt. 
The little whore squatted over his plate, her huge tits sticking out like 
melons, and expelled a sausage onto the plate, grunting from the effort. She 
almost released the second sausage, and gasped as she felt the tip protrude 
between her pussy lips. She was sweating from the strain of trying to hold 
the sausage inside her genitals, and she put one hand between her legs and 
forced it back into her pussy. She stood up, then dismounted the table and 
went to serve the other sausage to another member. Her big new tits juggled 
obscenely as she walked, and all the members reached out to touch them or 
pinch her nipples. Shannen was such a little whore, she smiled gratefully 
each time she was fondled.


CHAPTER 3: Holly

As Shannen squatted and expelled the last sausage from her vagina onto 
another member's plate, the door to the kitchen opened and Holly Marie Combs 
walked slowly into the dining room. She was 8 1/2 months pregnant with her 
first child, and she blushed as her swollen breasts jiggled with each step. 
Her nipples were long and erect, and a little milk dribbled out and trickled 
down the undersides of her tits. She had been specially prepared for this 
night -- for two weeks, her breasts had been attached to a milking machine, 
like dairy farmers use on cows, and she had been pumped so much that she had 
started to give milk. She had a large bratwurst in her colon, and she was 
having trouble walking.

Like Shannen and all the other serving girls, Holly was completely naked 
except for her "fuck me" shoes -- red ankle strap pumps with 5-inch heels 
and very long, pointed toes -- and it was hard for her to keep her balance 
as she tried to walk. She kept stumbling, and each time she did, her swollen 
breasts bounced and jiggled wildly as she tried not to fall down, and this 
made all the members laugh and point at her. One of the members stuck out 
his leg and tripped Holly, and she fell hard on her knees. She held both 
arms around her pregnant belly as she fell, trying to protect her baby, and 
she grunted loudly as a sharp pain shot through her body. The members roared 
with laughter, and one of them gave her a little kick in the belly. Holly 
was crying, from embarrassment and frustration, and her face was flushed a 
deep red as she tried to stand up. Her high heels kept slipping out from 
under her, and she fell down twice before she was able to stand up. She 
could feel the bratwurst shifting inside her ass -- it made her feel like 
she needed to have a bowel movement, and she had to strain to hold the meat 
inside her colon.

A member called her over to serve him, and Holly mounted the table. As she 
squatted over his plate, the member put his hand between her legs and 
penetrated her gaping cunt with three fingers. Holly gasped as he forced his 
whole hand inside her, then started fist-fucking her slowly. He rocked her 
body back and forth, and her pussy gripped his fist like it was a huge cock 
inside her. Holly hadn't been fucked since she got pregnant, and the little 
bitch was so hot, so ready to be screwed, she had four orgasms from the 
fisting. With each orgasm, a gush of pussy slime oozed out of her twat and 
dripped down the member's arm onto his plate, providing an aromatic sauce 
for the bratwurst that was still inside her ass. The member told her to 
serve him, but at the same time he started fist-fucking her harder, and 
Holly whimpered with satisfaction as three more orgasms washed over her 
body.

The little whore smiled at her fucker gratefully, then closed her eyes and 
strained for a moment, and the bratwurst slid out of her asshole onto his 
plate. She sighed with relief as her bowels were evacuated. The member took 
his hand out of Holly's cunt and picked up the large piece of meat. He held 
it in front of her face and told her to kiss it, and Holly could smell the 
musky odor of her own ass on the meat as she touched her lips to it. Then 
the member put the tip of the bratwurst in Holly's slit, and started fucking 
her with it. Holly orgasmed four more times while she was being screwed, and 
when the member pulled the meat out of her snatch, it was glistening with a 
thick coating of her vaginal fluids.

The member told Holly to fill his glass. She thought he wanted her to 
urinate in his wine glass, and she squatted with her cunt lips above the 
glass, but the member told her he wanted to drink milk. So Holly got down on 
her hands and knees and leaned down so her left breast was above the glass 
-- and the member started milking her like a cow. Holly's milk squirted into 
the glass, and she closed her eyes -- she was in heaven, and she had and 
orgasm each time her tit was squeezed. Finally her left breast was empty, 
and she moved her right breast into position so it could be milked. She was 
having so many orgasms, her gaping pussy was dripping thick slime onto the 
table, and the member moved his plate, setting it down under her oozing cunt 
-- he wanted to use her warm, sticky vaginal fluids as sauce for his 
bratwurst.

When he finished milking Holly, the member shoved her off the table, and she 
fell hard on the floor, screaming as pain shot through her body. She was 
terrified that her baby might be hurt, and she cradled her huge belly in 
both arms. The member gestured to two servants, and they grabbed Holly's 
arms and dragged her to a platform at one side of the dining room. There was 
a large X-shaped wood cross on the platform, and Holly was shoved up against 
it, facing the dining room. The servants spread her arms, then cuffed her 
wrists to the two upper arms of the cross. They forced her legs apart and 
cuffed her ankles to the two lower arms of the cross. Holly's pregnant body 
was completely open and available. Her slit was exposed, and even though she 
was hugely pregnant, her slit was smooth and tight, a thin line running down 
between her legs.

She had been selected for a torture session, and she fear was etched on her 
face as she stood there whimpering.


CHAPTER 4: Hurting Holly

One of the servants attached wood clothespins to Holly's erect nipples, 
making her grunt in pain -- her nipples were very sensitive now, and the 
pins bit into them like needles. The clothespins were put on her to hurt the 
little whore, but also to seal her nipples so no more of her milk could leak 
out. She was going to be tortured, and the members wanted her empty tits to 
begin filling with milk again. They knew the physical strain of being 
tortured might cause milk to leak out of her swollen breasts, and the 
clothespins would seal them tight.

All the members turned in their chairs to watch as the servant inserted a 
10-inch butt plug in Holly's ass. The plug was shaped like a nigger's erect 
cock, and it was two inches wide, with a large head. It narrowed a little at 
the base, then widened into a realistic set of testicles. The servant 
started to force it into Holly's anus, using no lubrication so it would hurt 
more. Her beautiful face contorted with pain as the cock began to stretch 
her anal ring. Sweat broke out on her forehead as the plug filled her tight 
little ass. When the head of it slipped inside her, she gasped with relief, 
but then groaned as the shaft of the cock was forced up her ass. With eight 
inches of it inside her bowels, Holly's anal ring was burning like fire, and 
then the servant shoved the last two inches inside her -- and she felt her 
anal ring tearing. Holly screamed, a terrible gurgling sound that was ripped 
out of her throat as blood started to ooze out of her anus. The dildo was 
fully inside her now, and her damaged anal ring closed tightly around the 
base of the cock. Blood was dripping out of her asshole and running down 
over the plastic testicles and dripping onto the floor between her legs.

Holly's slit was still smooth and tight -- but not for long. The servant 
picked up a length of broomstick and inserted the tip in Holly's pussy. The 
girl moaned, more with fear than excitement, and before the servant could 
force the broomstick up her twat, Holly lost control of her bladder and wet 
herself. A stream of yellow urine flowed out of her pussy and splashed down 
on the floor between her legs as she closed her eyes in shame and 
humiliation. The servant waited until the stream stopped, then forced six 
inches of the broomstick up Holly's snatch. She grunted in pain as the end 
of the stick was jammed up against her cervix. The servant pulled it almost 
all the way out, then forced it in again. He fucked Holly with the stick, 
and the members watched her face as the disgust and humiliation contorted 
her features. She didn't look pretty now -- she looked like a stupid little 
whore that was getting more than she wanted. Her face was twisted into an 
ugly mask, and she flushed a deep red and couldn't stop crying as her vagina 
was violated. The servant was fucking her faster now, and Holly was grunting 
with each stroke as the stick hit her tightly closed cervix again and again.

Holly got screwed for almost an hour while the members enjoyed their dinner. 
Shannen was watching her best friend, but she couldn't do anything to help 
her. The members were passing Shannen around, playing with her big new tits, 
licking her nipples, finger-fucking her cunt, and occasionally making her 
mount the table and urinate in a glass so they could watch her drink her own 
piss.


CHAPTER 5: Holly Goes into Labor

When the dinner was finished, it was time to really hurt Holly. On a signal 
from one of the members, the servant started ramming the broomstick harder 
into the girl's gaping pussy, and a little trickle of blood ran out of her 
slit and down her thigh. The stick had penetrated her cervix and torn it. As 
the servant kept screwing her harder and harder, the stick poked into 
Holly's womb, and the girl screamed in panic as she felt it hit her baby. 
She struggled wildly to get free, but the cuffs on her wrists and ankles 
held her in place. She was sobbing, screaming every time the stick was 
driven into her genitals, knowing it was hurting her baby -- and then a hard 
stroke of the broomstick sent a terrible pain shooting through Holly's 
midsection. The stick had ruptured her uterus, and her water broke -- but 
the servant didn't stop. He kept moving the stick in and out of her cunt as 
Holly screamed in fear and panic, and then she was hit with a contraction. 
Premature labor had been triggered by the pain and trauma of being raped and 
tortured, and Holly's body went rigid as the contraction held her in its 
grip. Finally it ended, and the servant was told to remove the broomstick 
from her vagina so the members could watch her give birth.

This was a first for the club. Other pregnant girls had been tortured, but 
none of them had gone into labor right there in the dining room. This was 
the perfect conclusion to the annual dinner, and the members settled 
comfortably in their chairs to watch, refilling their glasses with brandy 
and lighting their cigars as they waited for Holly to put on a great show 
for them. They really didn't care much about her baby. Whores like Holly 
were always around, and it didn't matter if she had her baby or it died, or 
if she lived or died -- she was just there to entertain the club members. 
They wanted a good hot show, and watching this stupid little slut giving 
birth this way would be a great way to spend some time after enjoying a good 
dinner.

Holly was alone now on the platform, her body splayed open on the wood cross 
as another contraction hit her. Fluids were running out of her pussy and 
pooling on the floor between her legs as her body stiffened in the grip of 
the contraction. Finally it ended, and the girl went limp, her cuffed wrists 
and ankles holding her body on the cross as she cried quietly. The pain of 
the contractions was unlike anything she had ever felt, and there were no 
drugs or doctors to help her, and she knew she was in trouble.

One of the members stood up from the table and walked over to Holly. She 
looked at him in desperation and begged him to help her. He looked at her a 
moment -- then he stepped closer and bent forward a little so he could put 
his mouth on her left nipple. Holly's face contorted in pain and humiliation 
as the man sucked on her breast. He put one hand under her swollen tit and 
squeezed it to get more milk, and kept sucking so hard that Holly yelped in 
pain. The man stood up, Holly's breast milk dribbling off his chin, and 
leaned in close to her. "Your milk tastes good, you little bitch. Too bad 
you won't get to feed your baby." He slapped her across the face, then 
reached out and squeezed her right breast hard, and a long stream of milk 
shot several feet and splashed down on the floor. The man went back to his 
seat as the other members laughed and applauded.


CHAPTER 6: Shannen Tries to Help

As another contraction made Holly's body spasm in pain, she realized her 
baby was coming -- she could feel her uterus contracting, trying to move the 
baby down into the birth canal. She screamed at the men to help her, and she 
could see Shannen crying as two of the members fondled her huge breasts. 
Shannen was standing between the two men as each of them ran their hands 
over her tits. Suddenly she pushed their hands away and ran over to Holly, 
stumbling in her slut shoes as the high heels slipped in the pool of bodily 
fluids on the floor in front of Holly. Shannen turned and faced the man 
defiantly. "You fucking bastards! You've hurt her enough! Get some help for 
her right now!" A member stood up and walked slowly toward the girls, and 
Shannen brought her fists up, ready to fight. But the servant was 
approaching her from behind, and he reached around and grabbed her wrists 
and jerked her arms behind her before she realized what was happening. She 
struggled briefly, but the servant held her tight.

The member took an icepick out of the pocket of his robe and showed it to 
Shannen. The girl cringed, trying to back away, but the servant held her in 
place. The member told her, "This is what we do to stupid ungrateful sluts 
here, pussy. We gave you nice big tits, but that wasn't enough for you -- 
you had to try to help that pregnant bitch." He leaned closer to Shannen's 
terrified face. "I hope this hurts a lot."

The member suddenly brought the icepick up and stabbed Shannen in her left 
breast, driving the icepick into the underside of her huge tit. Shannen 
screamed as the sewage in her breast started to leak out, urine and bits of 
feces running down over her stomach and her legs as her tit deflated like a 
balloon that had been popped. The man waited a moment until the breast was 
flat like an empty wallet -- and then he stabbed Shannen's right breast the 
same way, jabbing the icepick into the underside of her big tit. It deflated 
quickly, the foul-smelling piss and shit running out of her breast and 
splashing down onto the floor between her legs. After the sewage had emptied 
out of her tit, the member took the flattened tubes of flesh and squeezed 
them hard, working the last of the filling out, and forcing some of 
Shannen's own breast tissue out. When he was done with her, the girl was 
sobbing, and her disfigured breasts hung down like an old woman's tits. The 
servant released Shannen and she dropped to her knees, covering her ruined 
chest with both arms as she sobbed. Her legs were open and she was kneeling 
in a pool of her own urine and feces, and the smell suddenly hit her and she 
bent forward and vomited, the half-digested chunks running wetly out of her 
mouth and oozing down over her pussy and onto the floor.


CHAPTER 7: Holly Loses Her Baby

Holly watched as Shannen sank to her knees sobbing, and she knew she was all 
alone. The servant dragged Shannen to the side so the members would have a 
good view of Holly hanging on the cross, and then another contraction made 
Holly scream, a terrible hoarse cry that trailed off into a gurgle as the 
contraction ended. The baby had moved down into Holly's vagina, stretching 
it painfully, and she was trying to push with each contraction. What she 
didn't know was that the umbilical cord had gotten wrapped around the baby's 
neck, and it was strangling inside her body. Holly could feel the baby 
moving, and thought it was just normal movements associated with the 
birthing process -- but what she felt were actually the desperate movements 
of the baby as it struggled to emerge from her body. Its throat was 
constricted by the cord wrapped tightly around its neck, and as the baby 
moved into the lower part of Holly's vagina, it died of strangulation.

Holly was pushing desperately, thinking she had to hurry and help her baby 
to safety, and her face reddened and contorted as another contraction hit 
her. She grunted in pain as she pushed, spreading her knees as far as she 
could with her ankles cuffed to the cross, trying to open her legs. Then she 
felt the baby's head start to emerge from her vagina, and she smiled through 
her tears as she realized the birth was very close now. The effort and 
strain of pushing so hard made some milk leak out of her swollen breasts, 
and it trickled down over her big belly as she gritted her teeth and pushed 
again. The baby's top half emerged from her distended pussy, hanging out of 
her body with no one there to help her. She closed her eyes tight and gave 
one more push, and the baby slid wetly out of her vagina. The umbilical cord 
was still wrapped around its neck, and the body flipped over as it emerged. 
It was hanging, dangling in the air, suspended by the cord as Holly moved 
her body and craned her neck, trying to look down and see her baby. Holly 
realized what had happened, and she desperately tried to push, to expel the 
rest of the umbilical cord from her body and release the tension. She still 
didn't know her baby was dead, and her struggles made the members laugh as 
they watched the stupid bitch working so hard to give birth to a dead baby. 
Holly pushed hard, her face covered with heavy sweat, and the placenta 
started to emerge from her twat. The baby was almost down to the floor now, 
and as Holly delivered the placenta, the blood-streaked mass of uterine 
tissue slid wetly out of her gaping pussy and splashed down on the floor on 
top of the baby.

Holly leaned forward and finally got a good look at her baby with the 
umbilical cord around its neck -- and she realized it was dead. The girl 
went limp, hanging from the cross by her cuffed wrists and ankles as she 
sobbed uncontrollably. The men around the table got up to take a closer 
look, and most of them had their cocks out, masturbating slowly as they 
looked at the mess on the floor. One of them slapped Holly to be sure she 
was awake, then told her to watch as he aimed his cock down at her baby. "It 
was a boy, angel -- you had a son." He started pissing on the baby's body, 
and Holly stared at him, her face frozen in a mask of disgust as her lips 
twisted and she started to cry again. The men took turns urinating on the 
baby, and some of them pissed on Holly's legs and her bleeding pussy, 
washing the blood down her legs as the warm urine spilled down over her high 
heels and puddled around her baby.


EPILOG: Two Whores Put Their Lives Back Together

It took three months for Holly's body to recover from what she went through 
that night. She was so ashamed of what had happened to her, she never filed 
a police report or told anyone except her husband, David. She knew she had 
gone to the dinner voluntarily, to make the $10,000 that each serving girl 
was promised, because she wanted to buy clothes and toys for her baby. But 
after the men were finished, Holly and Shannen had been dragged out into the 
alley behind the club and dumped there, naked and bleeding. They had to walk 
the five miles back to Holly's house because they didn't have any money for 
a taxi and their purses hadn't been given back to them, and anyway they 
didn't want anybody to see them like that. They had to cross a lot of 
streets and they knew people could see them under the streetlights, but they 
just kept going, using their arms to cover their nakedness as they stumbled 
along in their high heels.

Shannen had to have reconstructive surgery on her ruined breasts, and the 
surgeon did a great job, so good that she was able to pose for a topless 
layout in Playboy Magazine a year later. Holly was terrified that she would 
have to have a hysterectomy, but the doctors were able to repair her 
genitals. They tightened up the muscles in her vagina, making her pussy even 
tighter than it was before she was forced to give birth that way, and David 
quietly arranged for the adoption of a newborn boy, and told the media that 
Holly had given birth at home. Holly and David had a second child in October 
2006, and Holly seems happy -- except for the nightmares that sometimes 
awaken her in the middle of the night.


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