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Here is a new story titled "Holly's Pregnancy" -- I hope you like it!

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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.

   HOLLY'S PREGNANCY

   By Kelli Paine (kellipaine1979@hotmail.com)
Codes: MMMMMF anal bestiality humil nc preg rape snuff torture

[continued from part 1/2]

   CHAPTER 34: Preparations For Getting Holly Knocked Up

   It was already the second week of July 2003, with less than two weeks to
go until filming would begin on the sixth season of "Charmed," and David
knew he had very little time to set things up to get Holly pregnant.  He
didn't know if her really getting pregnant would affect the storyline on
the series, but he didn't really care about that now -- he just wanted her
pregnant so he could make more money by pimping her for sex parties.  He
liked the idea of getting her pregnant at another gang bang, so the stupid
slut would never know for sure who knocked her up -- but she was on birth
control pills, and that was the first problem he had to solve.  He had a
friend who worked at Boehringher-Ingelheim Pharmaceuticals, and that's how
he found out about flibanserin and bremelanotide, two new drugs that were
in clinical trials.  They were intended to boost sex drive in women, but
David's friend told him the drugs had some side effects that had to be
eliminated or reduced before they could be brought to market -- and it was
the side effects that really interested David.  Women who had taken the
drugs as test subjects had quickly started to exhibit uncharacteristic
behavior, including having multiple sexual partners, having sex with a
succession of anonymous partners or prostitutes and treating them as
objects to be used for sex, engaging in excessive masturbation, engaging in
masochistic or sadistic sex (experiencing sexual excitement by inflicting
or receiving pain during sex), and exposing themselves in public.  The
women also reported physical effects attributed to the drugs -- vaginal
itching that was sometimes intense, a burning sensation in the vaginal
walls, heightened sensitivity in the clitoris, extreme sensitivity in the
breasts and nipples, milky discharge from the nipples, and swelling of the
breasts.  These effects had to be removed or minimized before the drugs
could be brought to market -- but David's friend got him some samples,
enough to cover the time frame that David needed.  The two drugs had been
combined into a single pill, and its appearance was almost identical to
birth control pills, so David slipped into Holly's bathroom and substituted
the sex drive pills for her birth control pills.  He had read that a woman
would resume ovulating within one to two weeks after coming off the pills,
so he started setting up a series of parties, timing them carefully around
the dates when she should be ovulating.  He decided to have the men come to
the house for the parties, which would give Holly a feeling of security,
and make the whole thing seem less like a gang bang and more like some guys
making love to a famous actress they really like.  Holly would think she
was doing this to please David and to prove how much she loved him -- David
just had to be sure the little bitch never found out that the men were
paying him for the chance to screw her.

   The day after Holly started taking the sex drive pills, she started to
act differently, and David knew the pills were already working.  Several
times he saw Holly scratching her groin area, and she kept adjusting her
bra and shirt, like she couldn't get comfortable.  David brought up the
subject of more sex parties that night, but Holly was still worn out from
the fuck session in Santa Monica and didn't even want to talk about doing
it any more -- and then David put on a performance that would have been
Oscar-worthy if it had been in a movie.  He actually started to cry while
he was telling Holly how much it meant to him when she willingly had sex
with other men.  He looked into her eyes and convinced her once again that
when she spread her legs and let some guy screw her, she was showing David
how much she loved him.  It was really a little unbelievable.  This same
line of reasoning has been used by pimps since time began, and there never
seems to be a shortage of whores to listen to it and embrace it.  Holly
responded to David exactly like a 14-year-old runaway who just got off a
bus in Los Angeles responds to a pimp who escorts her out of the terminal
into a life of street prostitution -- she felt his "love" so deeply, she
was consumed with a desire to return it, to prove that she loved him as
much as he loved her.  By the end of the evening, Holly was actually
comforting David -- if you can believe it!  -- by cradling him in her arms
and assuring him that she loved him and she wanted to prove it to him by
doing whatever he asked her to do.

   But Holly insisted on one condition -- she wanted Shannen to be there
for the parties.  Holly liked to be around Shannen, and Shannen was her
best friend, so she wouldn't be shocked at anything she saw Holly do. 
Holly called Shannen the next day, and Shannen loved the idea of doing the
parties with Holly.  Shannen really believed that Holly loved David deeply
(which was true), and that David loved Holly (which was totally false), and
she always like sex, so she jumped at the chance.  The first party took
place two days later.  Holly had been off birth control pills just long
enough that she might start to ovulate that day, and David wanted to take
advantage every opportunity to get her knocked up.  This time he recruited
20 men, including some Negro, Mexican, and Asian guys, so that later, when
Holly discovered she was pregnant, she would be forced to consider the
possibility that she might be carrying a baby with black, brown, or yellow
skin.  She had been raised to be heavily prejudiced against all except
white people, and while she did a good job of appearing unbigoted in
public, privately she hated the idea of a white woman having sex with a man
of any minority -- and the thing she hated most was the idea of a white
woman getting pregnant with a nigger or spic or chink baby.  She truly
believed all babies of mixed race should be aborted, and her worst fear was
getting pregnant herself with THAT kind of baby.  But as long as she
thought her birth control pills were protecting her, she would be able to
tolerate having sex with the men David had invited to the party -- and the
effects of the sex drive drugs should make her compliant, willing, and even
enthusiastic about it.  The men agreed to pay $400 apiece for the chance to
fuck Holly, so David figured his little whore would earn $8,000 for him
that night.

   CHAPTER 35: A Very Special Sex Party

   The men started to arrive at 8 PM, and they got a surprise when they
walked in -- Shannen was naked on a table in the entry hall with her legs
folded under her, and her arms were tied behind her.  Her thighs were tied
tightly to her ankles, so she couldn't straighten her legs or get up until
she was released.  Her knees were wide apart, and her pussy was totally
exposed between her legs.  Her breasts hung out, thrusting forward because
her arms were tied behind her at the wrists and the elbows.  She sat up
very straight, a slight smile on her face, and each man was invited to
touch her or play with her.  She was an appetizer, a little treat before
the main action started.  She looked at each man as he came over to her,
and she moaned a little when they touched her breasts.  Her nipples were
hard and erect, and some of the men lifted her breasts by the nipples,
making her gasp as they bounced her tits.  She wasn't allowed to say
anything, and sometimes she glared at the man if he hurt her.  Most of the
men fingered her cunt, and one guy stuck his middle finger up her snatch as
far as he could and finger-fucked her hard, driving into her pussy while
she closed her eyes and mewled softly -- she was such a hot little bitch,
she actually enjoyed being degraded like that.  After all the men had
arrived and gone into the living room, David untied Shannen and sent her
upstairs to help Holly get ready.

   The men were having drinks in the living room when Holly came down the
stairs.  The men stopped talking and stared -- they didn't see a beautiful
young TV actress looking like this very often, let alone two of them.  Both
girls were naked except for their high heels, and Shannen was on her knees
in front of Holly, sucking her pussy.  Protruding from Shannen's ass was
the end of a vibrator, and the buzzing could be heard throughout the room.
The vibrator moved and shifted between Shannen's buttocks while she came
down the stairs on her knees, backward, on step at a time, never moving her
mouth from Holly's slit.  Holly was breathing fast -- she kept having
orgasms as Shannen licked her out.  The two girls slowly came down the
stairs, with Holly moaning a little each time she had an orgasm.  Shannen's
ass cheeks were quivering -- she was having orgasms from the vibrator in
her asshole.  Both girls were moaning as they reached the bottom of the
stairs.  Shannen stood up and kissed Holly's mouth, getting pussy juice on
her face, and the men could now see that Holly also had a vibrator in her
ass.  The girls kissed a little longer, caressing each other's body, and
then they stood and looked at the men.  The girls faced opposite directions
and bent forward, and each girl removed the vibrator from the other's anus.
Both of them gasped as the buzzing vibes came out of their tight anal
sphincters.  They turned off the vibrators and dropped them on the floor.

   Shannen stood behind Holly, reaching under Holly's left arm to cup her
breasts while her right hand came around Holly's waist and moved down to
her slit.  Holly spread her legs a little and breathed faster, keeping her
arms at her sides as Shannen felt her up.  Shannen's fingers were moving in
Holly's slit, and Holly gasped as Shannen's thumb touched her clit. 
Holly's body quivered as she had an orgasm, bending forward a little,
loving what Shannen was doing to her.  Shannen's fingers started pistoning
in and out of Holly's slit, and Holly grinned lewdly as another orgasm hit
her.  She was moving her feet, unable to stand still as Shannen excited her
more and more.  Holly moaned, licking her lips and staring vacantly into
space as her face glazed over with raw passion.  She could feel her erect
nipples sticking out, hard as rocks, and every time Shannen touched them,
Holly had another orgasm.  Her legs were trembling from the effort of
standing up while so many orgasms swept through her body, and her face was
flushed a deep red.  Warm, sticky juices were oozing out of her slit over
Shannen's fingers and trickling down her thighs, glistening in the bright
lights.

   Shannen looked at the men and grinned.  "Anybody want some of this?" She
thrust two fingers deep into Holly's cunt as she used her other hand to
pinch Holly's nipple, and Holly almost doubled over as a strong orgasm hit
her.  Shannen straightened her up slowly, and all the men got up and came
over to them.  Shannen gave Holly to the first man, and sat down on the
sofa to watch the fun.  Holly was laid down on the carpet on her back, and
all the men took off their clothes and got ready to fuck her.  Two of the
men came and sat on either side of Shannen and started feeling her up, and
Shannen closed her eyes and smiled like a slut as she spread her legs to
give the men easy access to her genitals.  Holly's first fucker was on top
of her now, working his erect cock into her pussy, and she moaned a little
as he penetrated her.  He started screwing her hard, and she raised her
legs and wrapped them around him so he could get deeper inside her.  He
fucked her for quite a while, and gave her a lot of orgasms before he was
ready to cum.  David had told all the men to cum inside Holly, and this guy
did a good job, thrusting deep into her twat as he ejaculated.  He kept his
cock inside her until he finished dumping his load, then gave her a little
kiss and moved away.  The next man got down between Holly's legs, and she
put her arms around him and kissed him while he inserted his cock in her
pussy.  David was watching Holly closely, and when she started to meet her
fucker's thrusts with her hips, helping him get deeper inside her, he knew
the sex drive pills were working.  When the man finished and pulled his
cock out of Holly's twat, David saw her frowning and scratching her slit
before the next man took his place between her legs, and David grinned a
little.  This should be fun.

   Shannen was still on the sofa, and two different men were feeling her
up. As David watched, one of the men pulled Shannen over on top of him,
with her back toward him, and started to insert his cock in her ass.  She
put her high heels up on the sofa so she could squat over him, and she
helped him position his cock against her anus -- and then she sat down on
his cock, grunting in pain as the head of his cock stretched her sphincter.
She settled her body lower, taking the full length of his cock up her ass,
and then she spread her legs and pulled the other guy over between her
legs. He penetrated her cunt, and the two men started to move inside her,
making her moan.  David had told all the men to save their loads for Holly
-- they could fuck Shannen all they wanted, but he didn't want them to
leave any sperm inside her.  So the two men just screwed Shannen for a
while, then pulled their cocks out of her when it was time to take their
turns fucking Holly.  Shannen got on her hands and knees on the sofa,
offering her mouth and both of her holes to the men, and they started using
her as a warmup for fucking Holly, letting her suck their cocks or giving
her a few strokes in her cunt or ass before they moved over to screw Holly.

   CHAPTER 36: The Drugs Kick In

   After two hours on her back, Holly had serviced about half of the men --
and she was going crazy.  The drugs in her body were making her vagina itch
like mad, and her breasts were so sensitive, she kept having orgasms when
she was touched there.  She was thrusting her hips hard with each stroke of
her fucker's cock, jerking her body back and forth, trying desperately to
get relief from the itch that was consuming her.  Most of the time she was
being fucked, she had one hand between her legs, rubbing her clitoris,
forcing it down against the shaft of the cock in her pussy, and she was
having so many orgasms, she felt like she might faint.  But she needed more
than just straight fucking now -- the drugs had turned her into a savage,
more animal than human, and she was acting like a bitch in heat.  All
shreds of decorum and proper behavior had been stripped away, and she was
operating at a much more primitive level, where the only thing of any
importance was her own raw sexual pleasure -- nothing else mattered now. 
She was sweating heavily as she worked for her orgasms, and her whole body
was tiring from the extreme effort of driving herself so hard for so long
with so many men -- but she had to have more.  As her fucker groaned and
ejaculated in her pussy, Holly reached down and gripped his balls,
squeezing them hard enough to make him grunt in pain, milking every drop of
sperm from his balls into her vagina.

   When her fucker was finished cumming, Holly pushed him off of her and
quickly stood up, her eyes wild.  She looked around at the men.  "Come on,
guys...  you call this action?!" She squatted a little, spreading her legs
and using both hands to spread her pussy lips wide apart, exposing the pink
inner walls of her vagina.  Warm sperm oozed down over her fingers, from
the ten guys who had fucked her so far.  "I have an itch right here..." and
she used one had to scratch her slit and the mouth of her vagina, flinging
little drops of pussy slime on the carpet.  She raised both hands and
cupped her breasts, kneading them roughly.  "And my tits feel so big..."
She pinched both erect nipples, hard, and gave a little cry as she gave
herself an orgasm.  She gripped her nipples and jerked them upward, lifting
her breasts and distending them painfully.  "This is what I need you to do
to me..." She put both hands on her right breast and brought it up to her
mouth.  Looking at the men in the room, Holly licked her stiff nipple, then
bit it lightly, moaning as she closed her eyes.  With her nipple still in
her mouth, she spoke around it, her voice muffled by her breast.  "Suck my
titties...  please...  oh god pleeease..."

   The men didn't need a diagram.  The ones who hadn't fucked Holly swarmed
around her like dogs around a bitch, pawing at her, grabbing her tits and
squeezing them.  They shoved her around behind the sofa and made her bend
over it, so her head was right in front of Shannen's, and one of the men
picked up a beer bottle from the coffee table.  He started to force it into
Holly's cunt, and she gasped as she realized what was happening.  She
spread her legs wider, to make it easier to penetrate her, but the bottle
was so big, it was already stretching her vagina, with only the neck inside
her.  The man jammed the bottle further into Holly's twat, and she grunted
in pain -- but she was smiling a little.  This was what she needed, some
hard rough sex.

   But David didn't want to lose sight of his objective here -- getting
Holly pregnant -- so he called out to the man to fuck Holly in the ass. 
The men all liked that idea, so the bottle was slipped out of Holly's cunt
and inserted in her anus.  She gasped as her anal sphincter was stretched
by the neck of the bottle, and then she screamed when the wider part of the
bottle started to penetrate her.  "Go slow, oh god, please go slow..." she
begged, and the men watched silently as more of the bottle disappeared
between her ass cheeks.  Her sphincter was wrapped around the bottle like a
tight rubber band, and every little movement made her wince in pain.  There
was no lubrication on the bottle, just a little condensed moisture from the
air, and it really hurt Holly as it was forced into her rectum.  The man
ran his finger around her anal ring, making Holly mewl and clench her fists
-- she was afraid she would get hurt, and anal injuries almost never heal
completely -- but also it tickled, and she smiled a little in spite of the
intense pain.  She had her eyes shut tight, and she kept mewling as the
bottle was forced inside her, a little at a time.  The man suddenly reached
between her legs and ran the tip of his finger over Holly's slit -- and she
screamed as a huge orgasm hit her.  She involuntarily clenched every muscle
in her body, including her anal ring, which tightened painfully around the
bottle for a moment.  Holly's mouth formed an "O" of pain as she breathed
fast, like a woman in labor, trying to control her orgasms and relax her
muscles.  She was panting like a horse, and sweat was pouring off her face
and her body.

   Only an inch of the beer bottle was visible now, sticking out of Holly's
distended asshole.  The little slut had almost the whole bottle inside her,
and the man was trying to force the rest of it into her bowel.  He held her
hips in place and pushed hard on the bottom of the bottle, and Holly yelped
in pain as another half inch disappeared into her ass -- and then suddenly
it was all the way in, and the bottom of the bottle was the only thing
visible.  Holly's anal ring was wrapped tightly around it like an
overstretched rubber band, and she was panting like she had run a mile,
trying to endure the unbelievable pain.  She was still bent over the back
of the sofa with her legs apart, and her legs were trembling from the
effort of standing up through all this.  The bottom of the bottle was
shining in the bright lights, and the men were looking at her and shaking
their heads -- what a stupid bitch.  The man that had raped her with the
beer bottle now stood behind her and forced her legs further apart as he
positioned his cock against her slit -- he was going to fuck her with the
bottle still in her ass!  The men crowded closer, not wanting to miss this.
As the head of the cock entered Holly's pussy, her eyes popped wide open
and her face froze as she realized what was about to happen.  Could she
stand it?  Her asshole was on fire, and it felt like a baseball bat had
been shoved into her bowels.  She gasped as the cock entered her pussy,
filling it and making her feel incredibly bloated with the bottle still
inside her.  Her fucker thrust into her, and Holly mewled as the bottle
shifted in her rectum.  She could feel the stiff cock rubbing against the
bottle, separated only by the thin membrane that separated her vagina from
her bowel, and the feeling was driving her crazy.  The cock felt huge
inside her, and an image of it coming out of her mouth popped into her
head. Her cunt was still itching like mad, and now her anus was sore and
itchy from the stretching by the bottle.  Holly was quivering, standing on
her toes, moving her hips in rhythm with her fucker, wanting him deeper
inside, hoping the friction of his cock would scratch the itch in her cunt.

   CHAPTER 37: David's Plan Goes Awry

   Now another man came around in front of the sofa and offered his
erection to Holly, and she quickly took it in her mouth and started
sucking. She was grunting in pain from the bottle in her ass, but she
couldn't resist a cock in her mouth, and she massaged the man's balls while
she sucked him.  Shannen was still on her hands and knees on the sofa,
getting fucked in the ass by a man standing behind her, and her face was
only a few inches from Holly's.  The man in Holly's mouth pulled his cock
out and stuck it in Shannen's mouth, then started taking turns, letting
each girl suck a little before he switched again.  Holly was looking into
Shannen's eyes while she sucked, and Shannen was returning the look.  Each
girl was trying to suck better than the other, but it was Holly who finally
won -- the man grunted heavily and ejaculated in her mouth.  Holly held his
cum in her mouth until he was done, then carefully slid his cock out of her
mouth while she kept her lips wrapped tightly around it.  She leaned toward
Shannen and kissed her, then opened her mouth and passed the sperm from her
mouth to Shannen's.  When all of the sticky cum had flowed into Shannen's
mouth, she broke the kiss and grinned at Holly, then swallowed the load in
two gulps.  The girls kissed again, licking some semen off each other's
lips.

   David noticed the man cumming in Holly's mouth, and it upset him because
he wanted all the sperm from all the men to end up in her vagina, but he
decided not to say anything.  She had already been fucked ten times, and
each man had ejaculated in her cunt, so she might already be pregnant.  The
rest of the men were lining up to screw her while she was bent over the
sofa, but David was afraid that position would allow their sperm to leak
out of her pussy, so he talked to one of the men, who went over and waited
until Holly's fucker had dumped his load in her, then stood her up and
moved her around to the end of the sofa and told her to lay back across the
arm of the sofa, with her legs hanging off the end.  That position kept her
hips elevated, so the semen deposited in her vagina would flow downward
into her uterus and she would be more likely to get pregnant.  Holly just
thought this was a new position the men wanted to try, so she opened her
legs and smiled as she invited her next fucker to penetrate her.  Her cunt
was still terribly itchy, and she used both hands to spread her pussy lips,
wanting another cock inside her fast.

   Shannen's head was just above Holly's in this new position, and the two
girls started kissing with their heads pointed in different directions
while they were both being fucked.  The men were using Shannen's pussy as a
warm-up before they screwed Holly, shifting from one girl to the other each
time Holly took another load in her vagina.  After another hour on her
back, Holly had serviced all the men.  David wanted her to lay there for a
while, so the cum inside her would flow down into her uterus -- but she
still had the bottle in her ass, and laying across the arm of the sofa made
the bottle press against her anal ring.  The pain became unbearable, and
Holly told them she needed to get it out of her body.  David couldn't say
anything without revealing his true purpose, so he kept quiet as the men
helped Holly stand up, but they wouldn't help her with the bottle -- they
wanted to watch her remove it herself.  Holly glared at them, but she was
in too much pain to keep the bottle inside her any longer.  She carefully
squatted in the middle of the room, wincing as the bottle shifted in her
large intestine.  She started to strain, like she was trying to have a
bowel movement, but a sudden sharp pain in her sphincter made her yelp and
stop abruptly.  Her anal ring was on fire, and straining made it infinitely
worse, like a blowtorch was being applied to her anus.

   David was watching all this, and he saw Holly's straining had forced a
big glob of warm sperm out of her pussy -- it was on the carpet between her
legs now.  He didn't like that at all, but what could he do?  He knew she
had to get the bottle out of her ass soon, and there was no way he could
get her to lay back down and let the semen run back into her uterus, so he
just watched silently.  Holly looked at Shannen with tears of desperation
in her eyes -- what was she going to do?  Shannen got off the sofa and came
over and squatted in front of Holly, so they were face to face.  Shannen
took Holly's hands in hers and talked to her quietly, but Holly was so
distraught, it took some time.  Finally Shannen gripped Holly's hands tight
and told her to try to push just a little, and Holly grimaced and strained,
sweat breaking out all over her face.  She didn't think the bottle had
moved at all, and she was crying as Shannen got down on the floor to look.
Shannen told Holly the bottle HAD moved just a little.  Holly tried again,
screaming as she pushed, and when she finished, Shannen told her the bottle
was definitely moving -- about half an inch of it was sticking out of
Holly's asshole.  More semen was leaking from Holly's cunt, forced out by
the contraction of her muscles while she was straining to get the bottle
our of her ass,

   Shannen put her hand between Holly's legs and tried to get hold of the
bottle so she could help pull it out, but her hand was so tiny, she
couldn't get a grip on it.  She told Holly to try again, and Holly strained
hard, her face turning a deep red and sweat pouring off her face and body.
She screamed in anger and frustration, and the involuntary clenching of her
muscles forced a little more of the bottle out of her anus.  Now Shannen
could get a grip on it, and she tried rotating it a little, but Holly
yelped in pain when her anal ring was twisted -- it was stretched so tight,
the slightest movement sent pain lancing through her body.  Shannen noticed
the sperm on the carpet where it had oozed out of Holly's pussy, and she
got some on her fingers and rubbed it gently around Holly's anal ring,
trying to use the jism to lubricate the bottle.  Then Shannen tried pulling
straight down on the bottle, and a little more of it emerged, but it just
hurt Holly too much to pull any more.  Shannen put her hands on Holly's
upper arms and talked to her, and then Holly closed her eyes and gave
another push, like she was constipated and couldn't get the hardened feces
out of her bowels.  Her face broke into a smile as she felt the bottle move
-- it was coming out!  She spread her knees a little wider and held
Shannen's hands and pushed again, and a loud pooping sound came out of her
ass as some gas escaped around the bottle.  Most of the wide part of the
bottle was hanging out of Holly's ass now, and the worst part would soon be
over.  Holly was exhausted from straining, but she gave one more big push
-- and the bottle slid out enough so it started to narrow at the neck, and
then the rest of it slid out of Holly's asshole and it plopped down on the
carpet under Holly's ass.  As the bottle was sliding out of her ass, a huge
gush of semen flooded out of Holly's slit onto the carpet between her legs.
Holly collapsed forward into Shannen's arms, her heart racing like she had
run a race.  She was mewling in pain, and Shannen saw some blood on the
bottle and on the carpet.

   David was really upset now.  It looked like most of the sperm that had
been in Holly's twat had leaked out onto the carpet while she was trying to
get the damn bottle out of her asshole.  So all the fucking had been wasted
-- it seemed unlikely she would get pregnant now.  David cursed under his
breath, while looking at Holly with what he hoped looked like sympathy and
concern on his face.  He ended the party, saying Holly needed to get some
rest, and the girls went upstairs to Holly's bedroom.  David stood by the
door as the men were leaving, collecting the $400 fees in cash.  David told
them to spread the word that Holly was available for the next week or two
-- he still wanted to get her pregnant, and there was a little time left
before the new season started shooting at the studio.  She didn't say
anything about feeling sick or any of the other symptoms of pregnancy in
the next few days, so David decided to focus on the remaining parties.

   CHAPTER 38: One More Chance

   David set up two more sex parties, and decided there was just not enough
time to do more than that.  He had to wait a week for Holly's anus and
rectum and bowel to heal from the last party -- the bottle had caused small
fissures in her anus and rectum, and had stretched her organs to their
limit.  She had gone to her doctor the next day, even though she was
mortified to have to reveal such intimate injuries to him.  He applied some
salve to the fissures, and told her there was no other remedy except to
wait for her anal ring and her rectum to slowly shrink back to their
original size.  She was still young enough for that to happen in a few
days, and after a week she was ready for more fucking.  But David had to
talk her into it -- she REALLY didn't want to do any more parties, and it
took all his persuasive skills to talk her around to agreeing.  He promised
these would be the last of the parties, since their time would be taken up
with the series when shooting began.

   Then David hit another snag.  Holly had been booked for some guest
appearances in New York to promote the show, but she didn't tell David
until the day before she was supposed to fly to New York.  She would be
gone for three days, which would leave only two days after she got back
before she and David had to report to the studio for the new season of
"Charmed." The first sex party would have to be canceled, but the second
one, luckily, was set for two days before shooting was to start.  David
called the men that had been scheduled for the first sex party, 25 of them,
and tried to switch them to the new date, but only 22 of them could come.
He had already got another 28 men for the second party, so that would make
50 men that Holly would have to service at the party.  That was a lot of
men, but it was the same number of guys that had screwed her in the alley
in Santa Monica, so David knew she could handle that much sex at one time.
Her cunt might get raw and sore, but David didn't care about that -- he
just wanted her to spread her legs and let the men screw her and dump their
sperm in her vagina, and maybe this time she would get pregnant.  That's
when the real fun -- and the big money -- would really start.

   David didn't tell Holly about the party before she left for New York --
he knew she didn't really want to do it, and he didn't want to get into an
argument.  He would tell her when she got back, when he picked her up at
the airport around noon on July 24.  The party was set for that night, so
she would have one day to recover from it before she had to go to the
studio on July 26.  Before she left, he made sure all her birth control
pills had been replaced with the sex drive booster pills he had gotten from
his friend.  She complained every day about the itchiness between her legs,
so David knew the pills were keeping her sex drive ramped up.  With no time
or opportunity to have sex during the trip, she should come back all hot
and ready to go.  The day before the party, David called all the men and
made sure they were going to be there.  He asked them to abstain from sex
until the party -- he wanted them to have plenty of semen to pump into
Holly's pussy.  He was charging the men only $200 apiece this time, so he
would be making $10,000 in one night -- not bad at all!  He wondered how
many prostitutes could make that amount in one night for their pimps.

   David picked up Holly at the airport as scheduled, and he could see from
the way she walked to the car that she was itchy.  She was walking with her
legs open, like she had just been fucked, and the first thing she said was
how uncomfortable she had been on the trip.  She said her pussy was itching
all the time, and she had to keep going to the ladies room to put her hand
between her legs and scratch her slit, and that usually turned into a
masturbation session.  She said she had so many orgasms she had lost count,
but she was going crazy from the constant itching.  Sitting there beside
him in the car, she had one hand down her jeans, scratching her slit, and
she started to masturbate a little, then realized where she was, and
quickly took her hand out of her jeans.  But she kept shifting in her seat,
and she kept scratching her breasts while she pretended to adjust her bra,
so David knew her tits were itching, too.  When they got home, he helped
her carry her luggage up to her bedroom, and then he sat down with her and
told her about the party.  He couldn't wait any longer because it was
already past 2 PM and the men were due to arrive at 8 PM.  He slanted what
he said to make it sound like the party was another chance for her to prove
how much she loved him -- but before he really got into it, she shushed
him. She told him she was so glad to be home, and she had never loved him
as much as when she saw him at the airport after being away for two days.
She said she really wanted to show him how much she loved him, and she
would really enjoy a nice party before they had to go back to work on the
series.  He didn't tell her exactly how many men he had invited -- he just
called it "a big party" -- and Holly seemed OK with that.  She even said
maybe having sex would help with the damn itching in her pussy and her
breasts!  David couldn't believe how easy it was to talk the little slut
into spreading her legs for another big group of men.  He told her he had
arranged for Shannen to be there, too, and Holly went upstairs to rest and
get ready.  Shannen arrived at 6 PM and went up to Holly's bedroom.

   CHAPTER 39: Another Gang Bang for Holly

   The men started to arrive a little early, at 7:45 PM, and they found an
appetizer waiting in the entry hall -- Shannen Doherty.  This time she was
squatting on a small table, barely big enough for her to spread her legs.
She was naked except for 5-inch high heels, and her wrists were handcuffed
to her ankles so she couldn't protect herself at all.  There was a thin
gold chain around her waist, and a short length of the chain ran down to
one leg of the table -- so she couldn't stand up until the chain was
released.  It was painful to squat in the high heels, and her face showed
how uncomfortable she was -- but that just made the men hotter as they
looked at her.  Another reason she was uncomfortable was the dildo in her
pussy.  The dildo was shaped like an erect black cock, nine inches long,
and it was stuck to the table top with a suction cup so it stood straight
up.  It had a set of realistic-looking balls at the base, and that was the
only part that was visible -- the rest of the dildo was inside Shannen's
cunt.  There was just enough slack in the chain so she could raise her body
a few inches, and she kept fucking herself on the dildo, raising her hips
as far as the chain permitted, then lowering herself onto the dildo.  It
made a squishy sound every time it impaled her, and pussy slime was leaking
out of Shannen's twat, coating the base of the dildo and forming a little
pool around it on the table.  The men liked to take her nipples in their
fingers and lift her by her breasts, making her groan in pain as she raised
her body as far as she could, then letting her relax and sink back down on
the dildo.

   The little hottie kept having orgasms, and her face was red and covered
with sweat.  Some of the men finger-fucked her mouth, and she wrapped her
lips tightly around their fingers and looked straight at them while she
sucked and licked their fingers.  She looked like a bitch in heat -- her
face flushed, her breathing rapid, her lips open.  Shannen has always had a
problem with the way her teeth look -- her upper teeth are angled outward
from the gum, which gives her a buck-tooth look when she smiles.  And
there's a noticeable gap between her two front teeth.  She was teased and
humiliated a lot when she was younger, and long ago she formed the habit of
not smiling in public -- that's why almost every photo of her shows her
looking solemn.  She spent $30,000 having her teeth capped, which she had
been told could also fix her buck-tooth appearance -- but the new caps are
angled just like her teeth, so she still looks like a gap-toothed gopher
when she smiles broadly.  She also tries to keep her eyebrows plucked into
thin arches because the hated the thick, bushy eyebrows she had as a child.
The wrinkles around her eyes and on her face make her look like a used-up
whore.  Squatting on top of the table while the men played with her body
and gave her orgasms, she was forgetting to keep her mouth closed, and her
buck-tooth look was painfully visible to all the men.  But she looked so
raw and sexy, closing her eyes and grunting each time she had an orgasm,
that most of the men had erections when they went into the living room.

   When all the men had arrived, David released the chain around Shannen's
waist so she could stand up, and she got down from the table, still naked
except for her high heels.  She walked into the living room and circulated
among the men, offering them her cunt and her breasts and her round little
ass, kissing them, rubbing their cocks through their pants, and generally
acting slutty.  It was like the waiting room at a whorehouse, where one
whore keeps the johns happy until the other prostitutes come in to service
the men.  Shannen gave a few of the men lap dances, rubbing her naked body
all over them and leaving pussy stains on their clothes, where slime leaked
out of her wet cunt.  They were ready to do some fucking, and they were
getting restless -- and then Holly appeared at the top of the stairs.

   All the men turned their heads to stare up at Holly -- and she looked
spectacular.  She was almost naked, but not quite.  She had two narrow
black leather belts around her breasts, above and below, cinched up so
tight that it was hard for her to breath -- but they made her tits stick
out like melons.  Her bra size was 34B, but now her breasts looked like two
overfilled balloons about to explode.  Her large areolas were light brown
and puffy, and her nipples were very stiff, sticking out like little cocks.
The belts were restraining the blood flow from her breasts, and they were
engorged, each tit the size of a cantaloupe, sticking straight out from her
chest with no sagging at all.  Her jugs looked even bigger because her
wrists had been cuffed behind her back -- and there were also cuffs on her
elbows, forcing her arms sharply back and making her stand up very
straight, increasing the tightness of the belts around her tits.  The sight
of those boobs was enough to give any man an erection, but there was more
to see.  Holly had another short leather belt cinched around her knees,
locking her legs together so she could take only tiny steps -- but she was
wearing extreme high heels with ankle straps, and the slut shoes had very
long pointy toes that made it very hard to walk in them.  The ankle straps
had small padlocks on them, so she couldn't take them off while she was
being fucked.  The shoes had 6-inch heels, and with Holly being only 5 feet
2, her feet were bent sharply at the toes, with her feet almost vertical in
the high heels.  She slowly started to turn around, moving her high heels
in tiny steps as she turned -- and the men could see a large vibrator
sticking out of her ass, buzzing like an angry hornet.  Holly's buttocks
were quivering from the stimulation of the vibe, and only an inch of it was
sticking out -- the rest of the 9-inch plastic shaft was buried deep in her
rectum.  The shaft was studded with plastic bumps, so every little movement
of her body pushed the bumps around inside her rectum, making her gasp from
the sensation.

   Holly turned around again, then carefully moved one foot down to the
next step on the stairs, wincing as the belt around her knees bit into her
soft flesh.  She brought her other foot down to the same step, teetering as
she tried to keep her balance.  The vibrator kept shifting in her ass, and
suddenly she had an orgasm, closing her eyes and mewling softly.  Then she
continued down the stairs, taking a long time because of the belt around
her knees.  Her breasts were bouncing and jiggling the whole time, and her
pussy was visible between her closed legs.  Her pussy lips were shaved
clean, but there was some light brown pubic hair above her slit -- and it
had been trimmed into the shape of a heart, with the bottom of the heart
just above her clitoris.  Holly had four tattoos, dating back to age 16 --
a rose on her right shoulder blade, a paisley band on her left wrist, a
tribal band around her right wrist, and a butterfly on the inside of her
right wrist -- but she had added a new one just for the men at this party.
It was on her Mound of Venus, below her navel and just above her pubic
hair, and it said "Please Fuck Me" in ornate dark red and blue script. 
Shannen had suggested it, rather devilishly, before Holly left on her New
York trip, and she had it done the night before she left, so it would have
some time to heal before the party.

   Holly finally got to the bottom of the stairs and stood there smiling at
the men, her body jerking a little each time the vibrator in her ass gave
her another orgasm.  Her face was flushed from the erotic stimulation she
was receiving, and there was a fine coat of sweat on her face, glistening
in the lights.  With her arms and legs restrained, there was no way she
could protect herself -- she would have to submit to whatever the men
wanted to do to her.  The invitation tattooed over her cunt was easy to
read now, and the men were getting impatient.  They could see droplets of
sweat in Holly's pubic hair, but her slit was hidden between her closed
legs, and the men wanted to yank the belt off her legs and spread her open.
But David wanted them to see Holly as a cock teaser, and he had suggested
what she did next.  She went to the closest man, scuttling along with tiny
steps in her high heels, then she bent over and kissed him.  "Touch my
tits," she murmured, and the man ran his hands over her inflated breasts.
Holly went to the next man and did the same thing, and kept on moving
around the room, giving each man a kiss and a chance to feel her jugs. 
Other men started touching her, running their hands over her arms or legs
while she was kissing a man.  One guy reached for the vibrator in her ass
and moved it in and out a little, ass-fucking Holly and making her gasp
before she moved to the next man.  Finally she finished kissing all the
men, and she tiptoed over to the middle of the room.  She asked one of the
men to release the belt around her knees, and he did.  Holly groaned with
satisfaction as she spread her feet apart, enjoying the freedom of being
able to move her legs again.  Now her slit was totally exposed, and the men
could see a steady stream of vaginal secretions oozing down her thighs --
she was really hot and ready!  The whole room smelled like pussy, and Holly
felt feverish as she asked another man to release her arms.  David gave him
the key to the cuffs, and when her arms were free, Holly crossed them under
her huge tits, lifting them a little, and said, "Who wants to be first?"

   There was a roar as all the men stood up and crowded around the naked
girl.  One of them shoved her down on the carpet, and she spread her legs
wide and held out her arms, inviting him to screw her.  The man was between
her legs instantly, and she moaned loudly when she was finally penetrated.
The sex drive booster drugs had made her crazy for cocks, and her itchy
cunt needed something hard stuck in it.  The man penetrated her with one
deep thrust, and Holly's cunt was so wet, he slid right in.  She was in
heat, groaning and mewling like an animal as she met his thrusts with her
hips.  Her fucker ejaculated quickly, filling her pussy with his load.  She
still had the vibe in her asshole, and she left it there as the next man
mounted her.  The end of the vibrator was wedged against the carpet, moving
inside Holly as she shifted her hips while she was being fucked, and she
loved how it felt inside her.  This cock was bigger than the first one, and
Holly curled her body around her fucker gratefully -- she wanted it to hurt
a little, and this cock was big enough to stretch her vagina.  She grunted
as she took a deep thrust that gave her a huge orgasm.  She had her arms
around the man, and her legs were wrapped around him as she held on to him
while he rode her like a horse.  He didn't take long to cum, and then he
got up to make way for the next man.

   CHAPTER 40: Shannen Gets Involved

   Shannen finished giving one of the men a lap dance and came over to
Holly.  The next man had mounted her and was giving her a good hard
fucking, and Holly looked up at Shannen, her head jerking with each thrust
of the cock into her pussy, a slutty little smile on her face.  Shannen
smiled back,, knowing how Holly felt -- there's nothing like having a big
cock inside you while another girl has to just watch and wish for it. 
Shannen squatted a little and opened her legs and started masturbating
while she watched Holly getting screwed, and Holly's eyes glazed over as
she had an orgasm.  She was staring up at Shannen, her lips apart, sweat
all over her face, trying to let Shannen know what she was feeling, and
Shannen knew exactly what it was.  There's nothing like the feeling of pure
sluttiness a girl gets when she knows she's doing something sexy and hot
and dirty -- and another girl is there, wishing she could trade places,
wishing her own cunt was full of cock, wishing a man would do that to her,
spread her open and force his big cock up her snatch and fuck her out of
her mind.  Shannen felt her pussy creaming hotly between her legs as she
rubbed her clitoris, and she gave herself an orgasm as she looked into
Holly's eyes, and stared at her tits.  Holly's breasts were so big and
swollen from having the belts around them, they really looked like soccer
balls attached to her chest somehow.  The belts were inhibiting her blood
flow, and her jugs were turning a deep purple color as more blood got
trapped.  It looked like there was pressure inside her boobs, like they
might explode, and both nipples were so long and hard and stiff, it was
hard to believe how they looked.  They were as big as the top joint on
Holly's thumb, sticking out so far, throbbing heavily, a little darker
brown than the surrounding areolas.

   Shannen looked at the man fucking Holly, and leaned down toward him and
whispered hoarsely, "Work on her tits!" The man glanced up at her and saw
her masturbating, then took Holly's breasts in his hands and squeezed, and
Holly squealed with delight as a massive orgasm hit her.  The blood
engorging her boobs made her nipples incredibly sensitive, and the man's
fingers dug into them like sandpaper, sending waves of hot, intense
sensation through Holly's body like an electric shock.  She dug her fingers
into his back, hugging him gratefully as she thrust her hips against his
groin, wanting to help him penetrate her deeper.  Her legs were still
wrapped around him tightly, and her ankles were crossed behind his back,
her slut shoes jiggling with every thrust he gave her.  She was one happy
little bitch, arching her back and drawing her shoulders together to make
her tits bigger and fuller as her fucker mauled them.

   The man fucking Holly looked up at Shannen and jerked his head, telling
her to come closer.  She stepped up so the pointed toes of her high heels
were touching Holly's arm, and the man raised one hand and forced it
between Shannen's legs, digging two fingers into her cunt so hard, it made
her gasp.  He finger-fucked her furiously while he kept thrusting his cock
into Holly's twat, and both girls started moaning.  Shannen cupped her own
breasts and massaged them roughly while the man used his other hand to
squeeze Holly's tits.  Both girls had orgasms at the same moment, and then
the man groaned and shot his huge load into Holly's vagina.  The force of
his sperm squirting into her pussy gave her another orgasm, and she closed
her eyes and made little whimpering noises in her throat.  Shannen felt the
man's fingers slide out of her gaping pussy, and she put her own fingers in
her slit and swished them around as Holly lowered her legs so the man could
pull his cock out of her pussy.  He squeezed out a little more cum onto her
stomach as he stood up, and told her she was a great fuck.  Holly was still
breathing fast when the next man took his place between her open legs. 
This guy told Shannen to stay there until he stuck his cock in Holly's
pussy.  Shannen was still standing with her high heels against Holly's arm,
and the guy told her to stand over Holly's face.  Shannen put her feet on
either side of Holly's head, facing the guy between her legs, and the guy
looked up at her as he started to thrust into Holly.  "Sit on her face," he
told Shannen, and Shannen smiled and squatted down, lowering her hips until
she felt Holly's lips touching her slit.  The guy reached up and pulled
Shannen's shoulder down, forcing her cunt down hard on Holly's face and
smearing pussy juice all over her.  Holly gasped, moving her head from side
to side, trying to get her nose free so she could breathe, but Shannen kept
the pressure up for a minute, grinding her pussy into Holly's face before
she raised her hips a little.  Holly coughed and tried to catch her breath,
then started to lick Shannen's pussy, and Shannen moaned a little.  Holly's
fucker leaned forward and put his arms around Shannen and kissed her,
holding her so her breasts were mashed against his chest while he kept
moving his hips, fucking Holly while he kissed Shannen.  She leaned back a
little and cupped her breasts, offering them to him, and the guy kissed and
licked her nipples while he speeded up his thrusting into Holly.  Shannen
reached down and put her hands on Holly's huge swollen breasts and pinched
her nipples, and Holly grunted with satisfaction as she had an orgasm. 
Shannen couldn't believe how hard Holly's nipples were -- they felt like
little sausages, extremely firm and thick, and Shannen kept pinching them
and rolling them between her fingers, driving Holly crazy.  The sex booster
drugs in Holly's blood made her feel like the sluttiest little whore on
earth, and she pushed her breasts against Shannen's fingers, wanting more
pressure, wanting more of the electric shocks that kept shooting through
her big tits.  The guy between Holly's legs now kissed Shannen again, and
their mouths opened and their tongues intertwined.  Shannen put her arms
around the guy and ran her hands down his back to his ass, then started
pushing his buttocks against Holly's groin, helping him drive deeper into
the little bitch.  Suddenly the guy groaned and tensed up, and he
ejaculated hugely in Holly's tight little cunt.  She had several orgasms
while he dumped his load, and he gave Shannen two orgasms as he kissed her
and played with her breasts while he still had his cock inside Holly.  When
he was done, he stood up and let Shannen clean his cock with her mouth,
licking up the last of his cum and swallowing it while the next man got
ready to screw Holly.

   CHAPTER 41: The Sex Party Comes to and End

   Holly had been fucked five times so far, in less than an hour.  She
stayed there on her back for four more hours while another 23 men screwed
her, all of them dumping their loads inside her.  Shannen was sucking their
cocks to get them hard so they could fuck Holly, but Shannen's pussy was
empty the whole time, and it was driving her crazy.  She was right there
beside Holly, watching her best friend enjoy the fuck of the century, while
her own cunt was totally unused.  Shannen had vaginal secretions all over
her thighs and legs -- she was so hot and ready to be fucked, the sticky
fluids kept leaking out of her twat and oozing down her legs into her high
heels.  But she knew this was Holly's night, so she just kept sucking the
cocks and trying to stop before any of the men ejaculated in her warm,
willing mouth.  Her breasts felt hot, and her nipples were sticking out
like Holly's, so stiff and hard that they hurt.  Shannen kept massaging her
tits while she sucked the men's cocks, squeezing her nipples and giving
herself orgasms to get a little relief.

   The men decided to let Holly rest a little before the rest of them
fucked her.  She lay there on the carpet with a large wet pool of sperm and
sweat on the carpet between her open legs.  She had semen on her legs and
stomach, and her face was flushed from being penetrated so many times.  Her
breasts were a deep purple color from several hours of wearing the belts
around her tits, and her nipples were still sticking out like little cocks.
One of the men sat beside her and fondled her slit while she watched
Shannen sucking some cocks, and then the fucking resumed.  After all the
men had screwed Holly, some of them were ready to go again, and they looked
at David.  It was after midnight, but David wanted as much sperm inside
Holly as possible, so he motioned to the men to go ahead.  He told them
they could fuck Shannen if they wanted to, and Shannen grinned and quickly
lay down beside Holly and spread her legs.  The girls held hands while two
men got on top of them and gave them a good hard fucking.  Shannen needed
it so bad, she kept having orgasms all the time she was being screwed. 
David still wanted all the cum for Holly, so Shannen's fucker held off
until Holly's pussy was empty, then he quickly pulled his cock out of
Shannen's cunt and stuck it in Holly's pussy before he ejaculated.  The
girls played with each other's breasts while they serviced another ten or
twelve men, and then, finally, the sex party was over.  It was past 2:00
AM, and Holly had to be on the set at 6:00 AM for makeup and hair, so David
cleared out the men as fast as he could.

   Shannen stayed after the party and slept with Holly, and helped her
fulfill another request from David.  Using his "show me how much you love
me" spiel, he had convinced Holly to keep the men's sperm inside her for a
whole day.  His real reason for doing this, of course, was to get her
pregnant -- if she douched right after the party, it might destroy any
chance of pregnancy.  Shannen understood about doing things to please a man
-- she had done some pretty wild things herself for that reason -- so she
helped Holly insert a cervical cap that would seal her cervix and prevent
any sperm in her uterus from escaping.  A cervical cap is normally used as
a birth control device to prevent conception, sealing the cervix so sperm
cannot enter the uterus to fertilize the woman's egg.  David liked the idea
of having Holly use the cervical cap to CAUSE her to get pregnant by
sealing all the sperm inside her uterus.  David told Holly he wanted to
look at her all day at the studio and know her body was full of sperm from
the party, and Holly assumed her birth control pills would prevent her
getting pregnant -- the stupid bitch still didn't realize that David had
taken her birth control pills and replaced them with the sex drive booster
pills, which was the reason she had been so hot at the party.  Shannen
helped Holly remove the leather belts around her breasts, but she had worn
them for so many hours that her breasts remained swollen and purplish for
hours.  Shannen massaged Holly's tits when the girls went to bed, and
slowly they returned to their normal shape and size.  All the breast
massage, plus the sex drugs still in Holly's blood, made her want more sex,
even after being screwed more than 50 times that night, and she and Shannen
made love three more times that night, rubbing each other in ways only
girls know, touching each other's genitals and giving each other a few more
orgasms before they finally slept a little.

   CHAPTER 42: Back to Work on "Charmed"

   Holly and David reported to the set of "Charmed" the next morning. 
Holly was wearing her cervical cap, and David gave her a little smile every
time he looked at her during the day.  She thought he was smiling because
he was proud of her for proving how much she loved him, but of course the
real reason for his smile was his hope that the little slut was pregnant.
He was already dreaming of the money he could make by pimping her to the
kind of men that like to do dirty things to pregnant girls, but the first
step was to get her knocked up.  He kept getting a hard-on while he was
looking at her, and several times he stepped behind the set where he could
see her through a peephole, and unzipped his pants and masturbated.  His
loads were huge because he was so excited by the images in his mind of
Holly with her big pregnant belly hanging out.  When they got home that
night, he really needed to screw her, but he didn't want to use her vagina
because he didn't want to interfere with her getting pregnant from one of
the men at the party.  She removed the cervical cap in her bathroom, and
when she came out, David was waiting for her.  He told her he was so proud
of her for wearing the device inside her all say, he wanted to reward her
by having sex with her.  To avoid using her pussy, he told her he was
concerned that she might be raw and sore between her legs after all the
fucking at the party, and she agreed that her pussy didn't feel very good
-- so David suggested fucking her in the ass.  They had done this a few
times, but it always hurt Holly, so they hadn't done it for a while -- but
David was able to persuade her that it would be better not to take the
chance of hurting her vagina.  So Holly took off her dressing gown and got
on her hands and knees on the bed, and David stood beside the bed.  He
tried to go slow, but he was so hot from watching her all day, he just had
to get his erection into her tight little asshole.  He gave her a hard
thrust, and she yelped and jerked her head around to glare at him.  He
quickly apologized and soothed her with his voice, but then he held her
hips and forced the full length of his hard cock into her rectum.  Holly
grunted in pain as she was being penetrated, and as David started to thrust
into her, she grunted with each stroke.  She was gripping the bedcovers in
both fists and the edge of the coverlet was in her mouth as she bit on it
to ease the pain in her anus.  It didn't take long for David to cum,
filling Holly's bowels with his semen, and he left strings of sperm down
her thighs as he pulled out of her ass.  Holly curled up on the bed and
wrapped her arms around her knees.  She was crying quietly, and David left
here there and went downstairs, grinning happily.  His ejaculation in
Holly's asshole had been incredibly strong, and he knew it was because he
got highly aroused knowing he was hurting her with his cock.  That
masculine need to hurt girls during sex was going to fetch him a shitload
of money when he started pimping Holly.  He just hoped she would get
pregnant -- or maybe she already was...?

   CHAPTER 43: Holly Gets Some Bad News

   During the first week of filming the series, Holly felt listless and
tired most of the time, but she attributed that to the workout she had
received at the sex party.  In the second week, though, she felt sick every
morning for four days in a row, and she started to wonder if something was
wrong.  But then she started to feel better, and things went along pretty
well for a month.  Then she started feeling sick each again for several
mornings in a row, and she decided to go to her doctor -- and after he ran
some tests, he told her she was pregnant.  He said she was about four weeks
along -- and Holly realized she must have gotten pregnant at that damn sex
party.  She told the doctor she was on birth control pills, which he
already knew because he had prescribed them for her, but he told her the
pill is considered 99 percent effective, not 100 percent.  Holly walked out
of his office feeling like she was having a dream -- actually more of a
nightmare.  She called Shannen, and started crying while she told her about
what the doctor told her.  Holly always wanted children, of course -- but
not like this.  Some of the men at the party were Negroes and Mexicans and
Asians -- and there was no way to tell which one was the father of her
baby. She had been fucked more than 50 times that night, and she felt a
cold stab in her heart when she thought about carrying a Negro baby inside
her.  She and Shannen felt much the same way about other races -- play nice
with them in public, and maybe let them fuck you once in a while, but the
worst thing that could ever happen to a white girl would be to get pregnant
with a nigger baby.  Just the thought of having a dirty, filthy, smelly
little nigger inside her, with nappy hair and thick lips and a wide nose
and ugly dark skin and looking and acting like a gorilla, made Holly sick
to her stomach, and Shannen felt the same way.  Both girls enjoyed nigger
cocks sometimes -- they were so BIG!  -- but they always douched carefully
after sex with a nigger, to be sure every bit of their sperm was cleaned
out of their bodies.  The impregnation of a white girl by a nigger was the
worst thing that could happen to her -- her family would throw her out and
her friends would shun her forever.

   Holly told David the news that night at home, and David pretended to be
as upset as she was.  He said he was astounded that her birth control pills
failed to work -- but he didn't mention that HE had been the one who
switched them for the sex booster drugs she had actually been taking.  He
had switched them again in her bathroom the day before, putting her real
pills back in case she decided to have them checked.  In his head, though,
David was elated -- the little slut was pregnant!  He had already found
several sex clubs that were always seeking pregnant women for their
parties, and he had found some clubs on the internet who wanted pregnant
women for S&M parties.  He had been afraid that Holly might want to have an
abortion, so he was glad to hear her say that she would never do that.  She
yammered on about all life being sacred, or some shit like that, but David
stopped listening as soon as he heard her say she wouldn't be getting rid
of the baby.  The sex clubs wouldn't want Holly until she was showing, so
David knew he had at least six months to get everything set up.

   Work at the studio kept David and Holly busy for the next few months. 
Holly never stopped worrying about being pregnant, and working on the
series just made it worse, because every episode involved at least one or
two scenes with her "son" on the show, and she was constantly reminded of
the baby she was carrying.  Some episodes even had other babies in it -- it
was almost like the writers knew what Holly was desperate to keep secret.
In October, Holly knew she was going to start to show soon, so she and
David told the show's producers that she was pregnant -- of course without
revealing that David was not the father, or that Holly had no idea who the
actual father was -- and it was decided to write her pregnancy into the
scripts for the show.  Piper would become pregnant with a second child, to
be delivered during the season's final episode.

   Everybody at the studio thought Holly was pregnant with David's baby. 
Only Shannen knew the truth, and she spent a lot of time at Holly's house
in the evenings, holding Holly while she cried.  Holly felt like she was
being torn apart -- she wanted a baby more than anything, but not like
this. Going to the studio every day made her miserable, but she had to look
cheerful and happy -- she really had to do some good acting.  In December,
she filmed the episode where Piper's child is conceived, which involved
some love scenes with her husband on the show, and she kept forgetting her
lines because all this was hitting so close to home.  In the following
episodes, filmed early in 2004, she would have to look pregnant -- but by
then her real pregnancy would be showing, so she wouldn't have to wear a
prosthetic.

   CHAPTER 44: Holly's First S&M Party

   In January 2004, with Holly six months pregnant, David decided her belly
was big enough to be interesting to the sort of men that liked to have sex
with pregnant girls -- or to do other things to them.  She had gained 20
pounds already, and the sex clubs had been pestering David for weeks to set
up some parties for them.  On January 7, a week after New Year's Day, he
told Holly he wanted to drive her down to Inglewood to meet some friends of
his.  She had not been enjoying sex with David as her pregnancy progressed,
and they had stopped having intercourse a month before.  Holly had always
felt insecure with her self-image, thinking she looked fat, or at least not
an slim as she would like.  She was such a small girl, only 5 feet 2, that
any extra weight made her look pudgy -- and she had gained so much weight
already with her pregnancy, she was worried that she looked like a blimp,
with three months still to go until her due date.  But David told her he
knew some men that really enjoyed the company of pregnant women, and Holly
agreed to go with him to see them.  David thought he would have a better
chance of getting her to agree to the sexual aspects of the evening after
they arrived, so he didn't tell her that the group was a actually and S&M
club the had paid extra for a chance to work on a pregnant woman.  The men
usually hired prostitutes for $300 for their sessions, which lasted all
night and always ended with the prostitute being dumped outside an
emergency room.  These men enjoyed the sounds a woman makes when she is in
pain, and enjoyed looking at a woman who was being hurt.  If the woman was
pregnant, their enjoyment was ramped up the scale a lot, and their session
with Holly was anticipated like no other they had ever had.

   David and Holly arrived around 8 PM and went up the walk to the door of
a large home, where they were welcomed.  There were about a dozen men
there, and one of them, named Jeff, sat down with Holly and David to
explain what was going to happen.  David already knew all this, but he knew
he might have to talk Holly into it.  She had stopped taking her birth
control pills since she got pregnant, but David figured he needed to ramp
up her sex drive before this party, so he had substituted the sex booster
pills for some of her vitamins that looked almost the same.  She had been
on the pills for a week, and she had already mentioned to him that her
vagina felt itchy.  She thought it was because of the baby, but David knew
it was the pills, and she looked a little flushed and nervous tonight, so
he had high hopes.  Jeff gave Holly a lavish buildup, telling her how much
all the men liked her on the show, and then he carefully shifted the talk
over to the subject of sex, explaining that the men all had strong feelings
for Holly, and would love it if she consented to some sexual activities. 
Holly's face was deeply flushed, and David knew the drugs were making her
horny as hell, so he wasn't surprised when she quickly agreed to the party.
Jeff mentioned briefly that the men liked to do some role-playing and a
little S&M, and Holly said that was fine -- she didn't understand the full
extent of what they wanted to do to her.  Jeff took her into a dressing
room where a special outfit was waiting for her -- a black leather bra with
large openings so her breasts hung out, a black leather g-string as thin as
a shoelace, and black high heels.  Holly grinned wickedly and said she
would be right out, and Jeff and David left her there.

   When Holly came out, dressed all in black leather, with her pregnant
belly sticking out, the men surrounded her and half-walked, half-carried
her down to the basement, where a wide array of S&M equipment was
installed. Holly was led over to one wall, where metal rings were set into
the wall, and her wrists were cuffed to the wall at her sides, so she
couldn't protect herself.  The men started touching her all over, pinching
her breasts and caressing her arms and legs, and she closed her eyes and
enjoyed all the attention -- but then the men started touching her belly,
and she opened her eyes.  One man pinched the skin on her belly, making her
yelp in pain, and she looked at David and told him she wanted to stop.  The
men started laughing, and David came over and whispered to Holly that he
really thought it would be better to keep going.  He reminded her that she
had been dissatisfied with sex at home lately, and this was a way to enjoy
some attention from other men.  Holly was feeling the effects of the sex
drive booster drugs strongly -- her pussy was itching like mad, her breasts
were swollen and tender, and her nipples felt like they had needles
sticking in them.  It was driving her crazy, and she nodded at David that
she would go along with whatever the men wanted.  David went over and sat
down to watch while the men started playing with Holly.

   She was told to get down on her knees, and her wrists were released and
re-cuffed after she was on her knees, so her arms were raised a little
above her head.  Her pregnant belly was sticking out, and some of the men
gave her gentle little kicks, making her gasp in surprise as their shoes
and boots made contact with her belly.  One man lifted her swollen breasts
by the nipples, making Holly whimper as she closed her eyes.  Her lips
parted as she moaned a little, loving the feeling of the man's fingers
rolling her stiff nipples between his fingers.  She mewled as he pulled
hard on her breasts, distending the areolas and hurting her nipples as she
straightened her back, trying to raise her body and ease the pain in her
tits.  Finally her let her go, and her boobs fell back into place, bouncing
like big jelly-filled balloons.  Some of the other men played with her
breasts, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her yelp, and then her
wrists were released and she was told to stand up.  The men wanted to hit
her, and they made her face the wall and bend over, then told her to put
her hands on her ankles, and wrapped them with plastic ties like the police
use.  A thin chain was passed through her leather bra and fastened to the
wall, so she couldn't move more than a few inches from the wall.

   Bending over like that was painful for Holly because her pregnant belly
was so large and heavy, but the men didn't care.  One of them started
spanking her with his palm, hard enough to make her cry out with each
stroke.  Her round little ass showed some sharp red handprints when he was
done with her.  The next man used a wood paddle with some holes cut in it,
and every stroke left raised round spots that would soon turn into
blisters. Holly was crying by the time he finished, and she asked them to
stop, but the next man was ready to hit her.  He used a cane, which raised
immediate red welts on the pale white skin of Holly's buttocks, and tore a
scream from her throat with every stroke.  Then the men cut the plastic
ties off her wrists and released the chain so she could stand up.  She was
sobbing from the severe pain of the whipping, and she wanted to go home,
but David came over and put his arm around her and whispered in her ear,
telling her how proud of her he was, and how beautiful she looked right
now. Holly's cunt was itching like mad from the sex drugs she had been
taking, and the pain of the whipping began to fade in comparison to the
raw, feral desire she felt in her groin.  She hadn't had sex with David for
more than a month, and with the drugs inflaming her desires, she felt like
a bitch in heat -- she really needed to be fucked.  Most men are reluctant
to have sex with a pregnant woman, for fear of injuring her baby -- but not
these men.  They WANTED to hurt her, but of course Holly didn't know that.
She just thought they were a group of men that appreciated the special
beauty of a pregnant woman, so when David suggested some sex, Holly wiped
away her tears and turned to face the men.  With a tiny grin on her face,
she said, "So...  any of you guys want to have sex with me?" They all
applauded, and Holly broke into a smile.  The poor stupid slut had no idea
what she was in for now.

   Holly was picked up by four of the men and carried to a large wood frame
in the shape of an "X" in the corner of the room.  Her wrists and ankles
were cuffed to metal rings set in the wood, so her body was spread open,
totally unprotected and available.  The men wanted to hit her across her
pregnant belly, and Holly screamed and struggled when she realized what
they were going to do to her, but they told her they would use "safe"
devices, like whips with heavy paper instead of leather strips that could
cause permanent injuries.  But Jeff explained to Holly that the whippings
would hurt, and they were supposed to -- after all, she had been stupid
enough to get pregnant, and girls that do that need to be punished.  He
told her that the pain would help her remember what a slut she was, and
taking strokes across her belly would remind her that girls were inferior
to men because girls have to go through the discomfort and pain of
childbirth.  Jeff was stroking Holly's breasts while he talked to her, and
when he finished talking, he put his hand down between her legs and
caressed her slit, making her groan with pleasure as his fingers touched
her clitoris.  The drugs in her body had ramped up her sex drive to the
point where she really needed to cum, and she tried to thrust her hips
against Jeff's fingers, but he took them away and grinned at her.

   The first man used a paper whip on Holly.  It had a plastic handle and
eight heavy paper strips about three feet long, and he brought it down on
her belly with a whacking sound that made her gasp.  The pain was bearable,
but the edges of the paper caused thin lines of blood to appear on Holly's
skin.  She was whipped for ten minutes, then the next man stepped up to
work on her.  He had a leather slapper, a long plastic handle with a square
of black leather at the end, and another square of leather attached to it.
When he hit Holly, most of the force of the blow was absorbed by the second
piece of leather, which made a resounding slapping noise when she was hit.
It sounded harsh, and it hurt more than the whip, but it wouldn't injure
Holly or her baby.  Each stroke left a red welt on Holly's pregnant belly,
and felt like a little bee sting.  Holly was yelping with each stroke when
he was done with her.  The third man wanted to use a cane, the same one he
had used on Holly's ass -- but she started yelling, remembering how much
the cane had hurt.  The man told her he would use very light strokes, and
Holly finally agreed to submit to him.  He started with a very light stoke
across her belly, making her whole body jerk reflexively, but it didn't
hurt too much.  He continued, moving up and down across the width of her
big protruding belly, the cane leaving light red welts with each stroke. 
One of the men watching called out, "Work on her tits!" The man lifted the
cane and gave Holly a stroke across her breasts, and Holly yelped in
surprise.  The cane left a long red welt across both of her tits above the
nipples, and Holly had tears in her eyes from the intense pain.  The man
gave her another stroke, this one landing just below her areolas, and Holly
let out a short scream.  The man grinned at her, then poked at her hanging
boobs with the tip of the cane.  Her tits jiggled and bounced as the man
poked her again and again.  She looked down at her breasts, and she was
embarrassed to see how long and erect her nipples were -- they revealed how
much her body enjoyed this, even if her mind hated it.  The man poked her
left nipple, and Holly glared at him -- but she felt her vagina creaming
between her legs, so hot and wet and sticky.  He poked her right nipple,
and Holly closed her eyes and groaned as a gush of pussy slime flowed out
of her slit and ran down her thighs, glistening in the lights.  Her cunt
was itching like mad, but her legs were spread and cuffed so she couldn't
rub her thighs together to get some relief.  She moved her legs as far as
she could, yearning for the incredible itching to stop, but it just got
worse.  Suddenly the man raised the cane and gave her a stroke directly
across both nipples, and Holly screamed like an animal.  The pain was like
nothing she had ever felt before -- sharp and intense and hot, burning in
her breasts like fire.  A long red welt immediately appeared across both
tits, and her nipples stung like she had been stung by wasps.  She screamed
again and again, but the pain lingered.  Her face was soaked with heavy
sweat, and the rest of her body was dripping from the intense shock her
body had received.  The man gave Holly one more stroke on the underside of
her breasts, making her scream one more time, and then she was told she
could go home.

   CHAPTER 45: After the Party

   David helped Holly take off the leather bondage outfit and put on her
clothes, and they left quickly.  Holly was crying from the pain all through
her body, and David knew something would have to be done before she went
back to the studio -- some of the marks on her body might be visible when
she was in costume, and that couldn't be allowed to happen.  He helped her
take a bath, and rubbed some ointment on her bruises and the welts left by
the whip and cane.  The next morning, the red welts across her breasts
looked vicious, and she applied some makeup to cover the welts on her
breasts that would show if she had to wear a low-cut costume.  She got
through the day without anyone noticing anything, although it was hard for
her to sit down because of the bruises and blisters on her buttocks and the
back of her legs.  It took a week for her injuries to fade away, and then
David brought up the idea of more S&M parties.  At first Holly was adamant
in her refusals, but David kept talking, and by the end of January he had
Holly at least thinking about doing more parties.  He had another S&M club
in Encino all lined up, just waiting to set a date for a party, and Holly
finally agreed to do it on January 31.  David had located a stronger drug
to give to Holly to increase her sex drive, and the new pills were a lot
stronger than the drugs he had used before.  The new drug was a
gonadotropin-releasing hormone that acted directly on the hypothalamus, the
pleasure center in the brain -- and David had found some pills that
combined the hormone with a small amount of cocaine for an extra boost.  He
started Holly on the new pills three days before the party, and within 24
hours she was climbing the walls.  There were still two days of shooting on
"Charmed" before the party on Saturday night, and Holly was going a little
bit crazy.  The pills made her twitchy and irritable, because they acted
directly on her brain, making her crave the satisfaction of sexual activity
-- it was like her whole body was itching and she couldn't scratch the
itch. Twice on the first day of shooting, she took David into her dressing
room during short breaks and asked him -- begged him, really -- to reach up
under her skirt and masturbate her clit until she had an orgasm.  Two more
times, he saw her standing in the shadows on the set, rubbing her groin
against a bedpost or doorknob until her whole body spasmed.  She was like a
bitch in heat -- couldn't get enough sex to keep her satisfied for more
than a few minutes.

   That night at home, Holly asked David to have sex with her, the first
time in months that she had wanted it.  She practically attacked him,
squatting over him and lowering her body until his cock penetrated her
pussy, then fucking herself on his dick, working so hard she was sweating
like a pig, raising and lowering her big pregnant belly wildly until she
exploded in an orgasm.  David dumped his load inside her, but she wanted
more.  She went to the kitchen and came back with a champagne bottle and
asked him to fuck her with it.  She lay down on the floor, completely
naked, and raised her legs, spreading them to give him easy access to her
vagina.  She thrust her hips against the bottle with every stroke David
gave her, and she had four orgasms before she let him stop.  All through
the night, while David tried to sleep, Holly kept masturbating every half
hour or so, and by morning her side of the bed was soaked with pussy slime
and a little blood where the bottle had lacerated the walls of her pussy.
She was worn out, but they had one more day of shooting on the set, so she
dragged herself into the bathroom.  David made sure she took her
"vitamins," as he had described the sex drugs to her, and he could hear her
masturbating in the bathtub.  They were half an hour late getting to the
studio, something Holly never did.  That day seemed to last forever.  Holly
was almost feverish, and she must have had 25 orgasms before the end of
shooting at 7 PM -- four times they had to send someone to get her back
from her dressing room, where she kept going to masturbate.  At home that
night, she kept asking about the sex party, and David knew she was
desperate to have sex with any man she could find -- and some pain might
add to the intensity of her emotions.  David couldn't wait to see what
would happen.

   CHAPTER 46: Holly's Second S&M Party

   Holly was exhausted Saturday morning at dawn, after another night of
masturbating.  She fell asleep with her hands between her legs, and David
left her there while he made the final arrangements for the party that
night.  The bedroom smelled like pussy, and there was another big wet spot
on the sheet where Holly's vaginal secretions had leaked out and soaked in.
Her cunt creamed heavily all night while she was masturbating, and she was
laying there naked in a pool of her own slimy juices.  David went
downstairs and called Frank, the guy from the S&M club, who told him
everything was set up.  The party would be at their building, where they
had meetings several times each month, with the owners bringing their
slaves and putting on a little show for the other members.  Frank said it
had been a long time since they had a pregnant girl to work on, and he
warned David, as he had before, that things could get pretty rough.  Some
of the men went a little crazy when they got a chance to hurt a pregnant
girl, and Holly -- or her baby -- could end up with some injuries.  David
told him that was fine.  David knew there was a good chance that Holly's
baby was going to be a nigger or spic or chink, since she had been fucked
by so many men before she got pregnant -- and nobody would care if a nigger
baby died, least of all Holly.  For that matter, David wasn't all that
concerned about Holly herself.  He thought of her as a commodity, a pretty
body to be sold to as many men as possible, and of course he wanted her in
good enough shape to sell again and again.  But some men actually preferred
a woman with bruises, and if the little slut ended up with some permanent
damage, that might not be all bad.  As long as David could keep her
believing that he loved her, and make her think he needed constant proof of
her love for him, there might be no end to what she might do willingly.

   David awakened Holly at 5 PM and she took a bath and got ready for the
party.  Frank had told him what he wanted Holly to be wearing when she
arrived -- a red string bikini, consisting of a thong and a skimpy bra,
plus red ankle strap pumps with 6-inch heels.  David had bought the items a
few days before, and Holly put them on before they left the house.  It was
hard for her to walk in the high heels, with her pregnant belly protruding,
but she made it to the car.  When they arrived at the address in Encino, it
turned out to be a medium-size building in a commercial district, and David
escorted Holly inside.  There were about 40 men there, and they applauded
when she made her entrance.  Holly was blushing as she was led up two steps
onto a raised stage, about 15 feet on a side, There were chairs scattered
around the stage on all sides, and most of the men sat down to watch. 
Frank started the party by taking out a knife and cutting Holly's clothes
off of her.  She froze when she saw the knife, but he carefully lifted the
bra straps off her shoulders as he sliced through them, then pulled on the
elastic between her breasts and cut it, and the pieces of the bra fell to
the floor.  Holly's swollen breasts fell out and bounced heavily as Frank
pulled her thong away from her hips so he could cut it off.  He jerked it
down around her ankles and she kicked it away, and then she was naked. 
There were some bright theatrical lights in the ceiling that revealed every
inch of her body as she stood there, smiling hesitantly.  Frank lifted her
left breast and put his mouth on her nipple, making her gasp as he sucked a
little.  He put one hand between her legs, and Holly threw her head back
and groaned as his fingers found her slit.  The sex drugs had her body
craving satisfaction, and she spread her legs a little and moaned.  But
Frank was just getting her warmed up -- the real fun hadn't started yet.

   There was a pole near the center of the stage, like a stripper pole,
except that it had some metal rings attached at various heights.  Frank
took out some plastic ties and fastened Holly's wrists together behind her
back, then attached them to a metal ring in the pole.  He fastened her
ankles to the pole the same way, with her legs together -- access to her
pussy wasn't the point now.  Being fastened to the pole forced Holly to
stand up straight, and her swollen breasts were glistening with sweat,
jiggling a little as she breathed.  Her protruding belly stuck out
enticingly, curving down the her pussy hidden between her closed legs. 
Frank took out a riding crop, an 18-inch piece of stiff leather attached to
a wood handle.  He ran the leather strip gently over Holly's breasts,
flicking her nipples and making her groan hungrily -- she was hot as a
pistol, right on the edge.  The faint marks from her first S&M party were
still visible on her tits, and Frank traced the lines with the riding crop,
making Holly breath faster as she remembered the pain.  Suddenly Frank
swung the riding crop and brought it down on her left breast, hitting the
top of her arm with the tip of the crop.  The stiff leather made a loud
sharp sound like a gunshot as it dug into the soft pale flesh of Holly's
big breast, and she let out a short, fervent scream.  A bright red blood
blister popped out on her upper arm, and an angry red welt appeared across
her breast.  Frank quickly hit her again, on her right breast, and again
wrenched a loud scream from Holly's throat.  A welt appeared instantly,
starting just below her collarbone and extending down across her big tit,
just missing the areola.  Holly clenched her teeth against the pain, which
felt like a line of wasp stings across her breasts.  The old welts had
almost faded away, but now she would have these new ones to worry about,
and she started to cry, from the pain and the frustration.

   Frank's next move gave Holly even more to cry about -- he gave her a
stroke with the riding crop across her pregnant belly.  He swung the crop
horizontally, and it hit her midway down the protruding mound of her belly.
Her whole body stiffened in fear and panic -- she was so startled, she
didn't even scream.  But the next stroke to her belly, a little above the
first one, tore a scream from her throat.  She struggled to get loose from
the pole, but the plastic ties held her in place.  She looked around for
David, but Frank leaned in close to her sweating face and said softly,
"Nobody can help you now, angel -- just relax and enjoy it," and he gave
her another stroke across the lower part of her belly.  Holly screamed,
tears flooding down her cheeks as her face turned deep red from the pain
and humiliation of what was happening to her.  She looked out at the
audience, the men sitting in the chairs, and she saw that most of them had
opened their pants and were rubbing their penises while they watched her.
She closed her eyes, mortified that she was the main attraction at this
perverted sex show -- but she was powerless to do anything about it.  The
plastic ties hurt, cutting into her wrists and ankles as she stood there
with the cold metal pole against her back and legs.

   Frank motioned to the audience, and another man came up on the stage. 
Frank went and sat down to watch while the man picked up a wire coathanger
that had been straightened out, then doubled over to make a sort of whip
with two parallel lengths of metal about 18 inches long.  He whipped it
through the air a few times, and it made a hissing sound.  Then he gave
Holly a light stroke across the top of her breasts, and she yelped, as much
from fear as from pain.  Two thin red lines appeared on her breasts, but
before she could take a breath, he hit her again, this time swinging the
metal whip upward so he hit the underside of her hanging tits.  This stroke
was harder, and Holly screamed as her jugs bounced upward from the force of
the stroke, then fell back into place.  She couldn't see the marks, but she
could feel them -- the undersides of her breasts were burning like fire. 
Now the man rubbed the cold metal across her nipples, and Holly cringed,
arching her back and bringing her shoulders inward to try to shield her big
tits, but with her arms restrained behind her, there was no way she could
protect herself.  She looked down at her boobs, and was embarrassed to see
how long and stiff her nipples were.  It looked like she was excited by all
this, when she was actually horrified and sick -- but her nipples were
sticking out proudly, like little cocks, and it made her look like a slut
who enjoyed pain.

   The man poked each nipple with the end of the metal whip, making Holly
gasp as he dug the metal into the soft flesh of her areolas and nipples. 
The man caressed both nipples at once, very gently, holding the whip
horizontally, and Holly felt her pussy creaming between her legs -- it felt
so damn good after the pain.  She leaned into the metal, pushing the stiff
cones of her nipples against the whip, moaning a little as waves of
pleasure swept through her breasts and down to her groin.  She had an
orgasm, and a big gush of pussy slime oozed out of her slit, trickling down
her thighs and glistening in the bright lights where the men could see it
-- the little slut was loving this.  Then, without warning, the man lifted
the whip and swung it against Holly's breasts as hard as he could -- and it
landed directly across both nipples.  The sharp sound of metal hitting
flesh hung in the air for a moment before Holly's hoarse scream rang out,
full-throated and harsh, trailing off into a gurgling sound as her head
fell back against the pole and she clamped her eyes shut.  Her whole body
went rigid as the sharp pain cut through her tender breasts like a knife.
It actually felt like her tits had been cut open, and when she finally
opened her eyes and looked down, she was surprised to see no deep wound or
blood gushing out.  There were two angry red welts across her breasts,
going right across her areolas, and both of her nipples had been split when
one of the metal pieces cut into them.  The flesh of her nipples looked
like it had been nicked with a knife, splitting each cone into two parts,
and Holly was horrified.  The pain was just unbelievable, like her nipples
had been stung by wasps, so strong that she felt sick and dizzy, like she
might throw up.  The red lines across her breasts were starting to ooze
some blood, and her nipples were bleeding.  She closed her eyes and
whimpered -- there was nothing else she could do.

   The man rubbed the metal whip across Holly's pregnant belly, and she
cringed.  She knew she might be carrying a nigger baby, and she felt dirty
inside at the thought of it, but her maternal instincts kicked in anyway,
and she felt protective of her unborn baby.  She looked at the man and said
softly, "Please, don't..." and the man drew back the whip and gave her a
hard stroke across her belly, tearing another scream from her throat.  The
thin metal of the coathanger bit into her soft flesh, leaving two long thin
welts across her belly that started oozing blood immediately.  The man
brought the whip down below her belly and gave her a stroke across the
front of her legs, and Holly squealed like a pig.  She received another
stroke across her shins, and then the man moved back up to work on her
tits. She cringed when he rubbed the metal whip against her torn nipples,
and she screamed when he gave her a stroke on the underside of her boobs,
making them bounce wildly.  He worked on the sides of her breasts, giving
her strokes that left thin welts all over her tits -- front, sides, top,
and bottom.  Holly was sobbing by the time he was done with her.

   The next man was tired of listening to Holly scream -- so he started by
gagging her, but not with a ball gag.  He used a leather strap that buckled
around her head, with a four-inch dildo shaped like the top part of an
erect penis on the inside.  He forced the dildo into Holly's mouth as she
struggled, then he buckled the strap behind her head.  The tip of the dildo
was almost touching the back of Holly's throat, and she grimaced as the man
ran his fingers over her face.  She coughed a little, trying not to gag on
the thick dildo -- it felt huge in her mouth -- and she felt saliva running
out of her mouth and dripping off her chin.  She made some snuffling sounds
as she tried to control her breathing, fighting the feeling that she was
being suffocated -- but just as she got her breathing slowed down a little,
the man put his fingers on her nostrils and squeezed them closed -- and she
couldn't breathe.  Holly's eyes widened as she instinctively tried to draw
in air through her mouth, but the gag had it sealed shut.  She tried to
twist her head around and escape the fingers on her nose, but the man put
his other hand behind her head and held her in place with a vise-like grip.
Holly felt hot tears of frustration and panic running down her cheeks as
she struggled, and a low mewling sound came from her throat, like a wounded
animal.  Just as she was about to lose consciousness, the man took his
finger off her nose, and Holly gulped in some air, then kept breathing so
fast that she almost hyperventilated.  She glared up at the man, and he
grinned at her and stuck the tips of his index and middle fingers in her
nostrils, like he was picking her nose.  She panicked again, but she could
get a little air into her lungs through her nose this time, and she
struggled to breathe for a minute or two, until the man took his fingers
out of her nose.  Her had some boogers and snot on his fingers, from her
nose, and he wiped them on her cheek, grinning as Holly closed her eyes in
embarrassment and humiliation/

   The men continued taking turns with Holly, some beating her with a
riding crop, some with the metal coathanger.  The men awaiting their turn
in the audience rubbed their cocks, and occasionally Holly would hear one
of them groan as he climaxed and dumped his load on the floor.  None of the
men cared about having sex with Holly -- they just wanted to abuse her
body, and the seemed to like it a lot better because she was pregnant. 
They finished with her around 2 AM, and released her from the pole.  She
could barely walk, and David helped her down the step from the stage.  She
was naked except for her high heels, because her bra and thong had been
ruined when they were cut off her body.  David got her into the car and
took her home.  She was a mess -- her breasts and belly and legs were
covered with welts and bruises, some of them oozing blood.

   CHAPTER 47: Shannen Helps Holly

   At home, David helped Holly upstairs, then helped her undress in her
bathroom and get into the tub.  She asked him to call Shannen to come over,
and Shannen got there in about an hour, and she started crying when she saw
what the men had done to Holly.  Shannen took off her clothes and got in
the bathtub with Holly and washed her very gently, kissing her welts and
bruises.  Then Shannen dried Holly all over, and applied unguent and
antiseptic and lotion to every welt and cut and bruise on her body, which
took some time because the men had really worked her over.  Shannen led
Holly to the bed and got in beside her, both girls still naked, smelling
fresh and clean and dewy.  Then Shannen gave Holly the best cure she could
-- held her in her arms and just let her cry.  Holly talked a little about
what had happened, and Shannen cried along with her as she listened to what
had happened at the party.  Holly slept a little, and when she awoke,
Shannen looked at her with love and offered her breast, and Holly began to
nurse on Shannen's tit, curling into a fetal position as she sucked.  After
a while, an amazing thing happened -- Holly raised her head and looked at
Shannen with tears of gratitude in her eyes, then offered her own swollen
breast to Shannen.  Shannen made a little mewling sound in her throat and
took the offered nipple in her mouth and started to nurse -- and soon
Holly's milk started to flow.  This can happen as early as the second
trimester in pregnant women, and the yellowish leakage is called colostrum.
This is the first food the baby will get.  and the most important as it is
full of antibodies to help protect and strengthen the baby's immune system.
White milk usually starts to flow from the breasts within the baby's first
72 hours of life.

   Colostrum is a thick and sticky, yellow to orange colored milk that is
created by the breasts to give the baby the nutrition he needs immediately
after birth.  It is low in fat, high in carbohydrates and has a laxative
effect on the baby which helps him pass the first meconium stools that are
sitting in his intestines.  This also helps get rid of the bile and helps
lessen the chance of jaundice in the newborn.  Not only does it provide
nutrition, but also contains cells that act as agents in protecting the
newborn against germs.  The concentration of immune factors is much higher
in the colostrum than it is in the later mature milk that the baby will
receive when the mother's milk comes in.  As Shannen nursed on Holly's
swollen breast and swallowed the colostrum, she didn't realize that she
would be helping her body in another way.

   Shannen had been diagnosed with Crohn's disease when she was 21, but
kept it a secret because its symptoms are so embarrassing.  Abdominal pain
was her initial symptom of the disease, feeling like bad cramps and not
relieved by defecation.  She has experienced diarrhea, which is sometimes
bloody, and often results in large-volume watery feces.  When she
defecates, her feces range from solid to watery.  When the disease flares
up, Shannen sometimes has to have more than 20 bowel movements per day, and
has to get up at night to defecate.  Visible bleeding in her feces happens
a lot, but bloody bowel movements are typically intermittent, and are
bright or dark red in color.  Sometimes the bleeding is heavy, much worse
than her menstrual periods, and flatulence and bloating almost always occur
when the disease flares up.  Vomiting and nausea usually indicate the
beginnings of an obstruction in her small bowel, often accompanied by
sclerosing cholangitis, an inflammation of the bile ducts.  Shannen also
suffers from itchiness and pain around her anus, caused by inflammation,
fistulization, or abscess around her anal area, or anal fissures.  She gets
skin tags around her anus from the disease -- bits of skin that project
from the surrounding skin and may appear attached to the skin, flesh
colored or more deeply pigmented, and either simply raised above the
surrounding skin or with a stalk, so that the skin tag hangs from the skin.
Around her mouth, Shannen sometimes gets non-healing sores -- aphthous
ulcers -- that have to be treated by a doctor.  But the worst, most
embarrassing facet of the disease is the fecal incontinence that Shannen
has to live with during flareups -- the elasticity of her anal sphincter is
temporarily lost, and feces can leak out of her anus.  If she is standing
up when this occurs, the feces can actually run down her legs, which has
happened a few times.  One of the reasons Shannen is known for volatility
and what appears to be mercurial behavior is that she never knows when her
Crohn's disease will flare up, and she has to live every day with the
possibility of major embarrassment and shame.

   The colostrum from Holly's breasts contained natural enzymes that would
counteract many of the effects of Shannen's disease, though she didn't know
or care about that at the moment -- she was just enjoying the heavenly
feeling of Holly's erect nipple between her lips.  The thick liquid flowed
slowly into Shannen's mouth, and she swallowed it greedily, her hands
moving on Holly's big tits, massaging the globes of soft flesh to get more
milk to flow.  Holly was in heaven herself, or as close as she could be
with all the welts and bruises on her body.  Shannen's lips on the stiff
cones of her nipples were driving Holly crazy -- so insistent, moving
constantly against the sensitive hard flesh of her nipples and areolas. 
She cradled Shannen's head like a baby, murmuring soft sounds as she arched
her back, offering the sweetness of her milk to her best friend.  Holly
moved her hand down to Shannen's own breast and touched it, and Shannen
gasped a little as her nipples stiffened.  She caressed Holly's boobs,
wanting more of her milk, craving the feelings of security and stability
that she was feeling so strongly.

   After Shannen had nursed for half an hour, she kissed Holly's breasts,
then raised her head and kissed Holly, opening her mouth and letting her
tongue touch Holly's.  Shannen moved her hand down between Holly's legs as
Holly spread them, opening herself for her friend and her lover, and
Shannen began to touch Holly's slit, her fingers grazing the erect clitoris
at the top of the slit.  Holly thrust her hips a little, wanting more, and
Shannen put her fingers on either side of Holly's clit and massaged it
gently, and Holly exploded in an orgasm that left her breathless.  Shannen
moved her fingers insistently against Holly's hard clit, bringing her to
four more orgasms in less than a minute and leaving Holly exhausted -- and
grateful.  Holly put her own hand between Shannen's legs, and the two girls
masturbated each other for almost an hour, sometimes going very slowly,
almost not moving their hands, then speeding up until both of them were
moaning and begging for the release of an orgasm, then pinching each
other's clits at the same moment, so their bodies went rigid as their
orgasms spread out from their wet cunts.  By the time they were ready for
sleep, the bed was soaked with their vaginal secretions, and the room
smelled like a whorehouse.  Holly fell asleep with two of Shannen's fingers
in her pussy, moving gently and very slowly until Shannen fell asleep
herself.

   CHAPTER 48: Holly Wants More

   The next morning, Holly confronted David, telling him she couldn't do
any more parties for a while.  Her body was torn and bruised all over, and
she had to be back at the damn studio in 24 hours for more filming.  David
took her in his arms and stroked her, physically and mentally, and once
again he brought her around.  Any other woman, subjected to this kind of
abuse by her supposed "boyfriend," would have figured out that he was using
her, prostituting her for his own profit.  Holly was six months pregnant, a
time when she should be taking care of herself and her unborn child, and
she just spent the night allowing herself to be beaten and abused for the
pleasure of a bunch of perverts -- while her "boyfriend" watched and drank
beer.  Any other woman would get out and never look back -- but Holly was
in love, totally seduced by David's charm and manner, truly believing he
loved her and was so insecure that he needed her to show him that she loved
him back.  She was thinking exactly the same way as hundreds of 14-year-old
runaway girls that get off the bus in big cities every day, with no money
and lots of dreams, and then they meet a man who wants to help them.  He
"helps" by getting the girl hooked on drugs, then turning her into a street
prostitute and working her 16 hours a day until she's 18 but looks 40, worn
out and wrinkled and sick and desperate -- and that's when he sells her one
last time, maybe to a guy making a snuff film, and the stupid little bitch
ends up with a cock in her pussy and another one in her mouth, giving the
last blowjob of her short life while she looks into the eyes of the man who
has his cock in her mouth, and he loops a leather belt around her neck and
begins to strangle her slowly, telling her he'll stop as soon as she makes
him cum.  The little whore sucks his cock greedily, her eyes wide open and
her cheeks caved in as she tries so hard to get him to ejaculate in her
mouth -- and he does, just as he tightens the belt around her neck and
squeezes her miserable life out of her.  The last thing the girl sees is a
video camera moving in for a closeup of her worn-out face with a big cock
in her mouth, and she has time to gulp down a few mouthfuls of his warm
sperm before she dies.  The rest of his load oozes out of her mouth as he
holds her head in place and finishes cumming, thrusting into her mouth as
her eyes stare up at him lifelessly.

   Holly didn't know it yet, but that's where she was headed, seduced by a
smooth-talking man that just wanted her body making money for him -- but
David soon had her believing, once again, that he loved her and wanted the
best for her.  She made up her mind at that moment, and brought up a
subject they had talked about a little -- marriage.  She wanted her baby to
have a name when he was born, not come into the world as a bastard, and she
told David she wanted him to marry her.  She knew her baby might be "the
wrong kind" -- a nigger or spic or chink -- but her maternal instincts were
too strong for her to deny, and she craved the comforts of marriage and a
baby.  David was a little startled to hear her say all this, after what he
had put her through in the past few months -- but then again, this meant
that he was succeeding far beyond his hopes, since all he had wanted was
for Holly to be pliable enough to agree to keep doing the parties and
earning money for him.  If she wanted to get married, well, why not?  He
certainly didn't want to spend his life with a stupid whore like Holly, but
he could divorce the little bitch any time he wanted, so why not?  When he
told her he would marry her, Holly's smile was like an angel, and they
kissed and held each other for a long time.

   David suggested Valentine's Day for the wedding, and of course Holly was
overjoyed at the timing.  It was only two weeks away, though, and she
wasn't sure she would have enough time to heal before the ceremony, but
David brushed all that aside.  The following days were a whirl of
arrangements and scheduling and confusion, made worse by the necessity of
shooting the series every day.  Shannen volunteered to help, since she
wasn't working at the moment, and that took a huge load off Holly's mind.
Holly had a session every day with a dermatologist who worked on the welts
and bruises and blisters she had suffered at the S&M parties, applying
ointments and salves to speed up the healing process.  Holly wanted to look
perfect for her wedding, but her body looked so raw and rough, with all the
marks from the whippings and abuse she had taken, she was terribly worried
-- but in the second week of treatments, with only a few days until the
wedding, her skin somehow started to look more normal, and by the day
before the wedding, there were only thin, faint lines and marks where she
had been hit.  The blisters on her buttocks and the back of her legs were
just faint reddish spots, invisible from a distance, and she began to relax
a little.

   Holly wasn't completely happy with some of the things David did, though.
She and Shannen had gone shopping for a wedding dress, and found the
perfect one at a small store in Beverly Hills: an ivory dress, strapless,
with a top made of crinkly chiffon, and white lace on the top and skirt. 
The dress was covered with chiffon and had a lace-up back and a chapel
train.  The top was decorated with lace and hand-made flowers, which were
repeated in the white veil, and the skirt was covered with tulle, decorated
with flowers.  It was the most beautiful wedding dress Holly had ever seen,
and she and Shannen both started crying after she bought it.  But when she
told David about it, he told her he wanted to go another way at the
ceremony.  He told her how beautiful she was, with her pregnant belly
protruding proudly, and he said he wanted the guests at the wedding to see
how beautiful she looked.  Holly blushed, and thought how lucky she was --
most men hated looking a pregnant women, but David enjoyed it and wanted to
share it.  David told her he wanted her to wear her beautiful veil, with
white stockings and white designer pumps with five-inch heels and narrow
ankle straps -- but he didn't want her to wear her wedding dress.  Holly
had always been a little radical in her behavior, and even though she
didn't say much to David, the idea of walking down the aisle dressed that
way made her feel SO sexy and hot!  She and Shannen enjoyed dressing in
very short skirts to tease men when they went out clubbing, and David's
ideas appealed to Holly's sense of wildness.  So she agreed, and the day
before the wedding, David revealed where it would take place.  He had
booked the chapel at San Ysidro Ranch in Montecito, a beautiful resort
where John and Jackie Kennedy had spent their honeymoon.  Holly put her
arms around him and hugged him -- this was like a fairy tale coming true,
the wedding of her dreams.

   CHAPTER 49: Holly's Wedding

   Holly and David drove down to Montecito early on Saturday morning,
arriving at the ranch around 10 AM.  They had invited only a few friends
and family, and it would be a small ceremony -- but it was the biggest
thing that had ever happened for Holly, and she was walking on clouds. 
Shannen met them and showed Holly where the dressing room was, and helped
her unload the car while David went to check on things.  The ceremony was
scheduled for 2 PM, but it seemed like the time was flying by.  There were
people to do Holly's hair and nails, and by noon they were finished.  Her
wedding apparel was all laid out and ready for her -- veil, stockings, and
high heels.  Holly was relaxing and trying to calm down when David came in
and said they needed to talk.  He handed her a small gift-wrapped box, and
she smiled radiantly as she opened it -- but her smile faded when she
lifted the tissue paper and saw a pair of nipple clamps with a heavy silver
chain joining them together.  Each clamp had a large alligator-type clip
with sharp metal teeth, and they looked like they would be painful.  Holly
stared up at David, and he took her hand and started to talk.  He told her
once again how insecure he was in her love for him, and said he needed
reinforcement to assuage his doubts.  He said he had gotten the nipple
clamps as a special wedding present for her, not just to hurt her, but to
provide her with another way to prove her love for him.  By wearing the
clamps on her breasts during the ceremony, he told her, she could send him
a strong message of love and devotion that he would treasure forever.  He
leaned down and kissed Holly's hand, and as usual her heart melted.  She
told him she did love him, and of course she would wear the clamps for him.

   Then David told Holly more about the ceremony and some things he had
planned, and Holly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  He told her he
wanted to show symbolically that he was renouncing all other women except
her -- and he wanted to do that by having sex with Shannen during the
ceremony.  He said he had already talked to Shannen about this, and she was
cool with it.  The important thing was that he would fuck Shannen during
the entire ceremony, but he would NOT cum inside her.  His fucking Shannen
would symbolize all his prior encounters with women -- but at the climactic
moment, he would withdraw from Shannen's cunt and insert his erect penis in
Holly's mouth, the most intimate contact a woman can have with a man, and
then he would honor Holly by anointing her with his most precious
possession, his warm, sweet sperm.  Holly's swallowing of his semen would
conclude the ceremony, bonding them together forever.

   Holly sort of liked the idea, and that was mostly because it would be
Shannen, her best friend, making love with David.  Holly knew Shannen loved
her as much as she loved Shannen, and Holly did not feel threatened when
she thought about this happening.  She loved the symbolism, and the rawness
of it appealed to the rebel in her.  Her mother and all the other guests
would see her with David's cock in her mouth, but why should that bother
her?  She was so proud to be getting married to him, she loved the idea of
showing her love so publicly.  David has also written special sets of vows
he wanted them both to use.  His vows went like this: "Holly, you are the
best thing that ever happened to me.  I will be faithful to you in sickness
and in health if you will be my wedded wife." But Holly's vows were just a
bit more risque: "David, I love you and I will prove it every day for the
rest of my life.  I worship you with every part of my body, and everything
I have belongs to you." Holly agreed to say her vows at the ceremony, and
David left her with Shannen to get ready.

   Holly asked Shannen if she had any problem with doing the ceremony, and
Shannen said she had agreed because she liked the symbolism, and Holly
agreed with her.  Holly smiled and said, "You better not enjoy it too much,
you slut!" Shannen grinned and replied, "I'm not the one getting married
while I'm seven months pregnant, you whore!" They both laughed, then
Shannen told Holly she was having a bad flareup of her Crohn's disease,
with a lot of pain around her anus.  She was concerned about having an
"accident" during the ceremony, if her bowels became incontinent, but she
thought she would be OK.  She had several aphthous ulcers around her mouth,
dark purple and looking like large big ugly pimples, but she couldn't do
anything about them.  She said they were itching like mad, but she couldn't
scratch them or they might get infected.  The area around her anus was also
terribly itchy, and she kept shifting in her seat while she talked to
Holly.

   It was time, and Shannen helped Holly get dressed for the ceremony. 
Shannen's dress was light green, very sheer, and she wasn't wearing any
underwear, so it would be easy for David to penetrate her.  Her shoes were
light blue pumps with six-inch heels, and the toes were very long and
pointy.  She would keep her shoes on while David was having sex with her.
The two girls went out to the vestibule, and Shannen attached the nipple
clamps to Holly's breasts.  Holly winced as the metal clips bit into the
soft flesh of her areolas and nipples, and when Shannen released the chain,
it was so heavy that it distended Holly's nipples, making them hurt even
more.  Shannen handed her the small bouquet of flowers she would carry,
then kissed Holly on the lips, then smiled and went through the door into
the chapel.  Holly glanced down one more time at the faint marks on her
breasts and her belly, and decided it was too late to worry about them any
more.  The doors opened, and she started down the aisle.

   All the guests turned their heads, and Holly could hear gasps as she
moved slowly up the aisle alone as the recorded music played.  Her swollen
breasts were jiggling and bouncing with every step, and the chain between
the nipple clamps was swinging back and forth, pulling on her nipples and
bringing tears of pain to her eyes.  She was very aware of her protruding
belly -- it felt huge, and it was so heavy that her back was giving her a
lot of pain.  Her pussy was burning between her legs, and she was creaming
so much, she could feel a little trickle of juice running down her thighs
as she walked.  She was trying to stand up straight, and it seemed to take
forever to get to the front of the chapel.  She had her hands clasped in
front of her, just below the big globes of her breasts, holding the bouquet
of flowers, and she tried to keep her boobs from bouncing as she walked,
but they were just too big and swollen.  Finally she reached the front of
the chapel, where David and the Justice of the Peace were waiting.  Shannen
was standing across from David, where Holly would stand during the
ceremony, and as Holly reached them, Shannen smiled at her and stepped over
to the altar, a heavy table made of ornately carved wood at the front of
the chapel.  She turned to face the guests, then reached down and pulled
her dress up around her waist, exposing her pussy, and pulled the top of
the dress down so her breasts were exposed.  She sat on the altar, then lay
back across it.  The altar was not very deep, and Shannen's head hung off
the opposite side.  There was barely room for her buttocks on top of the
altar, so she lifted her legs and spread them, holding them in the air with
her high heels dangling.

   David took Holly's hand and they stepped up to stand before the altar,
with David standing between Shannen's open legs.  He unzipped his formal
trousers and took out his penis, which was already erect, and he inserted
it in Shannen's slit.  She gasped as she was penetrated, and lifted her
legs a little more to help him get deeper inside her.  The Justice of the
Peace stood on the opposite side of the altar, facing David and Holly and
the guests.  His crotch was right behind Shannen's head, which was hanging
off the altar upside down -- and she reached under his coat and unzipped
his trousers, then took out his soft penis.  The JP looked down at her, his
face frozen with surprise -- and then he smiled a little as she took his
cock in her mouth.  He stepped in closer, so her head was between his legs,
and opened his little book to begin the ceremony.  David was moving his
hips forward and backward slowly, sliding his cock in and out of Shannen's
pussy, and her high heels were dangling in the air as her legs moved with
each thrust.  The JP began to speak, but he had to clear his throat,
disconcerted by speaking while Shannen was sucking his cock.  He began in
the traditional way, welcoming the guests and telling them the reason for
the gathering, and then he asked David to pronounce his vows.  David
couldn't turn to face Holly while he was fucking Shannen, so he swiveled
the upper part of his body to Holly, continuing to thrust into Shannen's
twat as he took Holly's hand and said his vows.  Then it was Holly's turn,
and as she said, "I worship you with every part of my body, and everything
I have belongs to you," she moved her hand over her breasts and her
pregnant belly, indicating she belonged to him completely.  There was a
short silence then, because the JP was about to cum.  Shannen had her hands
on his scrotum, massaging his testicles, and he grunted a little as she
brought him to a climax, then he closed his eyes and ejaculated in her
mouth.  Shannen swallowed his load, making some slurping sounds as she
licked up all his sperm.  She got so excited sucking the cock, she lost
control of her sphincter because of her Crohn's disease, and a wet pooping
sound came from between her buttocks as she farted several times.  A strong
smell spread through the room as some watery feces oozed out of her ass and
ran down the front of the altar, but there was nothing she could do about
it.  David didn't seem to notice her bowel problems -- he was too busy
screwing her.

   David was almost ready to cum, and he thrust into Shannen's pussy
harder, forcing more shit out of her anus.  He was holding Holly's hand and
looking into her eyes as he fucked her best friend, and they both heard the
farting noises as Shannen involuntarily released more feces.  Shannen was
so hot from getting fucked this way, with all the people watching, she had
an orgasm, and when she clenched her muscles, it made more shit leak out of
her ass with a loud farting sound.  The smell was overpowering now, but
David kept fucking her because he needed to cum.  After a few more deep
thrusts, he reached for Shannen's hands and pulled her up to a sitting
position on the altar, and he pulled his throbbing cock out of her snatch.
She got down off the altar and stepped to the side as Holly quickly
squatted in front of David, her pregnant belly hanging heavily in front of
her.  She took his erection in her mouth and sucked hard, and the JP
prompted David, whose voice was choked and unsteady as he said, "With this
sperm, I thee wed." He thrust into Holly's mouth a few times, then
ejaculated heavily.  Holly gasped as her mouth was flooded with warm sticky
sperm, and she swallowed as fast as she could, gulping down one mouthful
after another of David's thick jism.  He reached down and lifted Holly's
left hand, and slid the wedding ring on her finger as she used her other
hand to squeeze his testicles, milking all the semen out of him.  He held
her by her ears and fucked her face, slowing down as he finished cumming.
After a moment, the JP said, "You may kiss the bride," and David helped
Holly stand up slowly as she swallowed the last of his sperm.  She used the
edge of her veil to wipe his semen off her lips, then raised the veil so he
could kiss her.  The guests applauded and cheered as Holly and David smiled
happily.

   Shannen had rearranged her dress, and she had tears of happiness in her
eyes as she patted Holly's arm and smiled.  She slipped out the side door
of the chapel to go and clean herself up -- she could feel the feces
running down her legs, and she smelled like a dirty toilet.  Her anus was
on fire from the Crohn's disease, and her pussy was on fire from getting
fucked by David, so she walked with her legs apart, trying to keep shit and
vaginal secretions from getting on her dress.

   CHAPTER 50: The Reception

   David walked Holly next door to the reception hall, where a caterer had
set up a wedding cake and lots of refreshments.  Holly told David she
wanted to take off the nipple clamps, and he removed them himself, then
kissed both of her nipples.  They were burning with pain, but having the
damn clamps off helped.  She massaged her breasts a little, but stopped
when some colostrum started to leak out of her nipples.  Shannen came in
then, and wanted to talk to Holly.  Shannen's dress had some dark stains
from the feces leaking out of her ass, but she didn't have anything else to
wear except her jeans and t-shirt.  Holly was standing there almost naked,
and she told Shannen to just take off her dress.  Shannen grinned at her
and did it, raising the dress over her head and tossing it over in the
corner.  The two girls laughed, and the guests enjoyed a nice view of their
nakedness.  Shannen was incredibly horny after the ceremony, and Holly told
her she should enjoy herself -- so Shannen sat down on an upholstered chair
and spread her legs, raising them and resting them on the arms of the
chair, with her high heels dangling in the air.  She ran her fingers
lightly over her slit, then held her labia open with one hand while she
inserted two fingers in her pussy and started to fuck herself, smiling at
the men who had turned to watch her.  She thrust her groin forward lewdly,
then took her fingers out of her twat and used both hands to spread her
pussy lips wide apart, so the men could see the pinkness inside her vagina.
She wiggled her hands a little, moving her labia back and forth as she
licked her lips slowly.  "Anybody want a ride?" she asked softly.  One man
was already coming over to her, and she reached for his trousers and
unzipped him.  He mounted her quickly, plunging his erect penis deep into
her cunt in one hard stroke as she grunted with pain and pleasure.  He
started to fuck her, and the other guests moved over near them and formed a
circle around the chair, attracted by the rawness of the feral sensuality
that filled the room with electricity.  Shannen had her eyes closed and her
arms around her fucker, hugging him against her as he gave her a good
screwing.  She raised her legs off the arms of the chair, clasping her
thighs tight around the man's hips, her high heels dangling and bouncing
around as his thrusts into her cunt made her whole body jerk rhythmically.
She was moaning, wanting him to cum, needing to feel the warmth and
stickiness of his sperm inside her after the disappointment of watching
David give his sperm to Holly during the ceremony.  Shannen tightened her
arms around her fucker and kissed him, pushing her tongue deep into his
mouth, and he groaned as he ejaculated.  Shannen mewled with satisfaction
as she felt her vagina filling up with his semen, and she thrust her hips
hard against his, wanting every inch of his cock inside her while he was
cumming.  He dumped a huge load of jism in her cunt, so much that some of
it leaked out when he pulled his cock out of her.  He looked down at her
and said, "You're a great fuck," and Shannen smiled up at him gratefully.
She was sweating, but she made no move to sit up in the chair -- she just
stayed where she was, with warm cum oozing out of her twat, looking around
at the other men.  One of them stepped over in front of her, and she
reached for his zipper immediately.

   All the men took turns with Shannen, except for David.  Each man fucked
her as long as he could before he flooded her pussy with his semen, and it
took more than two hours for her to service all of them.  By the time they
finished with her, the room was redolent of pussy -- it smelled like a
whorehouse -- and Shannen was a real mess.  Her eye makeup had been ruined
by her heavy sweating, and she had dark trails running down her cheeks. 
Her face was flushed from being gang-banged for so long, and her legs ached
from holding them in the air all the time she was being screwed.  The front
of the chair was covered with sperm that had leaked out of her pussy, and
she had long white strings of jism on her legs and stomach.  Holly watched
the whole thing, and just wished it was her laying there getting all the
attention.  The sex booster drugs in her system were making her crazy for
cocks, and she had to just sit there and watch while Shannen got to enjoy
all those nice big erections for herself.  David was sitting with Holly,
and he leaned over to her and whispered, "Do you want some of that?"
Holly's face lit up as she grinned at him and nodded.  She asked him, "Are
you sure it's OK -- it's our wedding day, and we haven't consummated
yet...?" David told her, "I think it'll be hot, watching you consummate our
marriage by having sex with as many other men as you want.  This is YOUR
special day...  you should enjoy it." Holly squeezed his hand, then stood
up and walked over to Shannen's chair.  Holly looked down at Shannen, and
Shannen grinned and motioned her to join in.

   One of the men moved another chair over next to Shannen's, and Holly sat
down, then slid down so she was almost laying down on her back.  She raised
her legs and spread then, catching the heels of her shoes on the arms of
the chair.  Her legs were spread wide apart, and her wet pussy was visible
under the big mound of her pregnant belly.  Her swollen breasts sat atop
her chest like two volleyballs, the nipples fully erect and sticking
straight up in the air.  A man came and stood in front of her, and Holly
motioned for him to mount her.  He positioned his cock in front of her
pussy, then drove into her, making her gasp as his erection filled her
vagina.  Her belly rolled back and forth as the man started to fuck her
gently, and she looked up at him and said, "Do it hard...  I need it that
way," and the man started reaming out her cunt.  Holly reached out and
grasped Shannen's hand, and the girls held hands while the both got fucked.
Holly's guy was ready to cum in only a few minutes, and he looked at her
with a question in his eyes -- should he pull out?  -- but Holly held him
against her and whispered, "Cum inside me..." She moaned a little as he
ejaculated in her twat, filling her vagina with his thick creamy jism.

   There were only 13 men at the reception, but all of them fucked Holly.
Some of them had already screwed Shannen, and their second cum inside Holly
was thin and watery, but she didn't care -- she just needed hard cocks
inside her.  The men sort of lay on top of her while they were doing her,
and it hurt to have their weight pressing down on her pregnant belly, but
she didn't say a word -- she was too happy to be on the receiving end of
their erections.  The guests started to drift away after a while, and Holly
and Shannen got dressed.  They left for home around midnight, David and
Holly in David's car and Shannen in hers.  David and Holly had to be back
at the studio on Monday morning for more shooting on "Charmed."

   CHAPTER 51: Making the Most of Holly's Pregnancy

   Holly was eight months pregnant now, and her belly and breasts were
getting bigger every day.  She had gained 30 pounds since she got pregnant,
and she seemed to gain a little more every day.  Her face was very round
and chubby, and her arms and legs looked like she was wearing a "fat suit."
For most men, her appearance made her a huge turn-off -- but not all men.
David had stayed in contact with some of the sex clubs in the area, and now
that Holly was in her third trimester, it was time to put her to work
earning money for him.  When she gave birth, the money would dry up
instantly, so David had to milk her condition for every dollar he could
while she was so hugely pregnant.  He had kept her on the sex booster
drugs, disguised as vitamins, and she was horny all the time now.  Her
pussy and her breasts itched a lot, which was one of the side effects of
the drugs David was giving her.  She had developed hemorrhoids in her sixth
month of pregnancy, and her anal area was painful and itchy all the time.
She talked to David, imploring him to find some relief for her, and it was
easy for him to steer her toward sex parties as a way of taking her mind
off the various problems with her body.  She hated the way she looked now/
She had always felt fat, and she had huge problems with her self-image
going back to age 12.  So it was easy for David to convince her that there
were some men who liked to see and touch women in her condition.

   At the studio, they were filming the "Hyde School Reunion" episode, the
first one where Holly was filmed without hiding her pregnancy, since her
character, Piper, was pregnant at this point in the series.  It was a
relief to stop wearing big skirts or standing behind furniture to hide her
pregnancy, but Holly was acutely aware of how big and pudgy she looked, and
she was constantly trying on different costumes to make herself look
better, but it was mostly an impossible task -- she was 5 feet 2 and
weighed 155 pounds, and that's hard to hide.  You can see from her facial
expressions in this episode that she was upset and irritable -- she seems
to have a frown on her face in every scene, and keeps shifting her body
around.

   After filming was completed on this episode, the series had a three-week
hiatus due to pre-emptions on the Fox Network.  It was the perfect time for
David to set up some parties for Holly, and he didn't waste any time -- he
set up the first party for the night after shooting was completed.  It was
only two weeks since the wedding, but the drugs in Holly's system were
keeping her hot and horny all the time, so she was ready to go.

   CHAPTER 52: Holly Does a B&D Party

   The club was in Long Beach, and there were 18 men there when David and
Holly arrived.  This was a B&D club -- bondage and discipline -- and the
first thing they did was tell Holly to strip naked.  She was allowed to
keep her high heels on.  A slave collar was fastened around her neck, with
a leash attached, and she was told to crawl around on her hands and knees
like a bitch.  A man walked her around the room while the other men told
her she was a good little bitch.  Being on her hands and knees hurt Holly
because her big belly was hanging down heavily and swinging back and forth
as she crawled around, but she kept silent.  One of the men stood behind
her and shoved her with the sole of his shoe on her ass, sending her
sprawling flat on her stomach, barely catching herself so she didn't fall
on her baby.  She turned her head and glared at the man, but he just
laughed at her.  He prodded her with the toe of his shoe, kicking her
thighs lightly.  "On your hands and knees, little bitch -- you need to be
walked." The other men laughed as Holly got back in position and the man
led her around again.

   Then Holly was told to stand up, but nobody offered to help her.  It was
hard for her to keep her balance in her high heels with her pregnant belly
protruding and her big tits bouncing around, but she made it to her feet.
Her arms were tied behind her back with two plastic ties, one on her wrists
and one on her elbows, forcing her arms back painfully, and forcing her to
stand up very straight, which made her swollen breasts stick out like
soccer balls attached to her chest.  Two men came and sat at a table, and
Holly was told to serve them coffee and donuts -- without using her hands.
She was told to use nothing but her mouth to do all the serving.  The
coffee cups were on a sideboard, and she took a few steps over to it, then
had to get down on her knees to get the handle of a coffee cup between her
teeth.  She stood up slowly and carefully, sweat popping out on her face
from the effort, and took the cup to the table.  She had to get down on her
knees again so she could set the cup on the table.  As she stood up.  the
man told her to bring a saucer, and she repeated the procedure, going to
the sideboard and getting down on her knees, getting the edge of the saucer
in her teeth, standing up, taking it to the table, getting down on her
knees again, and setting it on the table.  But as she tried to get up, one
of Holly's high heels slipped, and she fell heavily on her left side.  She
screamed, more from fear than from pain, afraid she would injure her baby,
and she couldn't break her fall with her arms because they were tied behind
her.  Holly started crying, laying there naked on the floor, and one of the
men nudged her hip with his shoe.  "Still waiting for our coffee, bitch,"
he told her, and all the men roared with laughter.  Holly rolled around
like a beached whale, trying to get up, but with her arms tied behind her,
she just couldn't do it.  One of the men finally got up and grabbed a
handful of Holly's hair and started to lift her.  She screamed like a
banshee, and he put his other arm across her breasts and manhandled her to
her feet, giving her tits a good squeeze while he got her up.  Then he sat
down again and waited for her.  Holly made a lot more trips back and forth,
and eventually got both men served.

   The men wanted submissiveness and obedience from Holly, but her next
task was not just difficult, it was dangerous.  She was given a pair of
ballet heels and told to put them on.  These were fetish shoes with
eight-inch heels, and they were called ballet heels because the girl's foot
pointed straight down toward the floor when she put them on, like pointe
shoes worn by a ballerina.  Wearing the shoes meant the girl had to walk
around on her toes, and keeping her balance was a very tricky thing.  The
heel provided a little help, but just standing in ballet heels is terribly
painful for a girl without a lot of training and practice, and Holly had
none.  She had taken ballet lessons for a short time when she was ten, but
point shoes didn't force her to keep her toes pointed -- she could resume a
normal stance any time.  Once she put on the ballet heels, she wouldn't
have that choice.  The shoes were much briefer than ballet boots, which
encased the entire foot and ankle, and gave a lot of support for standing
and walking -- the ballet heels had a sole, but it wasn't even as wide as
the girl's foot, and the rest of her foot was totally exposed, except for
the small covering for her toes.  The shoes had thin leather ankle straps
with openings for padlocks, and Holly was given two small padlocks and told
to lock the shoes on her feet after she put them on -- so she wouldn't be
able to take them off until the locks were released, and she wasn't given
the key.

   Holly sat down on the floor to put on the shoes.  They were one size too
small for her -- she had petite feet and wore size 6, but the men had given
her size 5 because they wanted the shoes to hurt.  She had a hard time
forcing her toes into the shoes, and when she fastened the ankle straps,
she found they were too short, so she had to buckle them so tightly that
they cut into her ankles.  She had tears in her eyes as she ran the curved
shanks of the padlocks through the openings in the ankle straps and locked
them.  She tried to stand up, but with her protruding belly, it was very
hard for her.  Not one of the men made the slightest move to help her --
they just sat watching her as she tried to get balanced in the ballet
heels. She got up on one knee, but her pregnant belly was so heavy, it kept
overbalancing her.  Finally she heaved herself up, then almost fell down
when one shoe slipped on the floor, but she got balanced in the shoes.  She
had a grimace on her face from the pain in her feet and ankles -- they were
already hurting after less than a minute of standing up.

   A man told Holly to dance for them.  She sighed heavily, and begged him
not to make her do that, but he just looked at her.  She tried a small
dance step, terrified of falling down, and she had to throw her arms around
to keep her balance.  Her ankles were on fire now, and the muscles in her
calves felt like they were on fire.  The man told her to play with her
breasts while she danced, and Holly frowned at him, but she tried to obey,
cupping her big tits and lifting them and rolling them around.  The man
stood up and walked over to her and told her to put her arms at her sides.
Holly obeyed, and he took her left nipple in his fingers and started to
lead her around.  Holly begged for him to go slow, and she struggled to
keep up in her ballet heels, teetering with every step.  After going around
the room, the man released her nipple and stood behind Holly and a little
to the side.  He put his right hand on her big round ass and caressed her,
and Holly smiled a little -- it felt good.  But then he ran his hand down
to the bottom of her ass crack and pushed her thighs apart, then stuck two
fingers in her pussy.  Holly grimaced as she almost fell down, but she
managed to keep her balance.  The man put the tip of his thumb on her anus
and rubbed it a little, making Holly smile a little, then he slowly worked
his thumb into her rectum.  This made her grunt in pain because of her
hemorrhoids -- the thumb felt like a knife being inserted in her ass.  She
spread her legs a little more, squatting a little with her legs bent at the
knees, to try to help her keep her balance.  Her face had clouded over with
pain and humiliation as she stood there with the man's fingers and thumb
inside her.  He moved them, squeezing her two holes closer together, and
Holly groaned and closed her eyes in embarrassment.  She was completely in
his control -- and he proved it by moving his hand, urging her forward. 
Holly took a hesitant step, being careful to keep her legs bent, but the
mass of her pregnant belly was making her back ache badly.  She wanted to
lean forward to ease the load on her back, but if she did, she would fall
forward, so she tried to bear up.  The man seemed to sense what was going
through her mind, and he told her to stand up straight.  Holly squared her
shoulders and tried to obey, but the man used his other hand to pinch her
left breast, and she took two quick steps forward as she almost lost her
balance.  The men watching her were laughing at her, enjoying her
discomfort and humiliation.  She could hear them talking about her, making
comments about her body.  "Stupid bitch...  fat whore...  looks like she
weighs 200 pounds...  what an ugly little slut..."

   Holly was crying as the man kept walking her around.  Each time she
passed one of the men watching her, he reached out and touched her or
fondled her or pinched her, reminding her that she was not in control of
what has happening to her.  One man took her breast in his mouth and sucked
her nipple, and she was mortified when some colostrum oozed out of her tit.
The man showed her leaking breast to the room, then took her nipple into
his mouth and started nursing on her big tit.  Holly's face was a dark mask
of humiliation -- they were showing her that even her milk was not hers any
more, it belonged to them.  The man took her tit out of his mouth and
squeezed it, hard enough to make her yelp, and a little squirt of yellowish
colostrum spurted out and splashed on the floor.  The men applauded, and
Holly wished she could just die.  They were stripping her femininity away,
showing her that she couldn't feed her baby if they took her milk away from
her.  The man moved his hand between her legs, forcing her forward, and
Holly moved on.  Several other men nursed from her breasts as she was
walked around the room, and tears of shame were streaming down her face
when the man finally took his hand out from between her legs.

   CHAPTER 53: Holly Gets Tested

   Now the men wanted to test Holly's obedience, her willingness to perform
any degrading or humiliating task she was given, even when she knew it
could hurt her -- or her baby.  She was given a very long leather belt and
told the put it around her waist, then to slide it down so it passed over
the biggest part of her pregnant belly -- and then she was told to tighten
the belt as much as she could stand before she buckled it.  Holly's face
was blank as she looped the belt around her waist, leaving the in place in
the back while she slid the front of the belt down so it passed below her
navel.  The belt was narrow, and as she tightened it around her belly, it
started to cut into her soft skin.  She winced and stopped, but some of the
men urged her on.  She looked at them with distaste, then pulled the belt a
little tighter, biting her lip as the pain through her midsection
increased. It felt like a knife point had been run across her skin -- it
burned, and her skin felt like it had been cut.  She started to buckle the
belt, but the men were talking to her, telling her it could be tighter,
telling her to try to tighten it up just a little more.  "Any dirty little
slut can strap a belt around her belly -- this is your chance to show us
you're dirtier than they are.  You know you like being the center of
attention.  We're all watching you -- go on!" Holly frowned, knowing it was
bad for her baby to tighten the belt around her belly -- but what the man
said was true, she DID enjoy all the attention she was getting.  She looked
down at her nipples, and they were so stiff and long, sticking straight out
like little fingers.  She felt them harden even more as she took the end of
the belt and cinched it tighter around her belly, her lips twisting is pain
as the belt cut into her deeply.  There was a little blood seeping out
along the furrow of the belt now, trickling down the underside of Holly's
big mound.  The men kept urging her -- "Tighter, tighter!" -- and Holly
gave one more pull of the free end of the belt, gasping in pain as it
tightened even more.  She quickly buckled it, then clenched her hands into
fists and closed her eyes and breathed fast as she tried to endure the
pain. Her protruding belly had a deep indentation in it now, and she could
feel her insides shifting as she stood there waiting for the pain to ease
off.  A sharp pain hit her, like a cramp but worse, and she bent forward --
but that made the belt tighten more as her big belly was forced against it,
and Holly yelped in pain and stood up straight.  She was crying now, moving
her arms randomly, shaking her fists in the air desperately, making a low
mewling sound in her throat, shifting her legs around.  She had to be
careful of the ballet heels she was still wearing -- it she lost her
balance and fell while wearing the belt, she could really hurt herself. 
She tried putting her arms around the underside of her belly and lifting it
a little, but that made the belt shift in its furrow in her skin, and gave
her a wrenching pain in her back, so she put her arms back at her sides. 
She was moving a little, shifting her feet around as she tried to overcome
the terrible pain.  The men were watching her like she was an animal in a
laboratory -- there was no concern for her welfare or her feelings, just
fascination that a girl could be stupid enough to do this to her own body
while she was pregnant.

   Finally Holly was told she could take off the belt, and she quickly
unbuckled it and let it drop to the floor.  Her big belly had a dark red
line running across it now, with some blood oozing out.  Her skin above and
below the indentation from the belt was very dark red and bruised, starting
to turn purple.  She ran her hands over the line gently, massaging her skin
carefully and wiping away some of the blood.  She was sweating heavily from
the pain in her belly and the effort of standing in her ballet heels for so
long, and one of the men brought a towel to mop her down.  He told her to
raise her arms and spread her legs, then roughly used the towel to wipe her
down like she was a horse -- under her arms, around her tits and belly,
down her legs, then up between her legs.  She had to fight to keep her
balance in her ballet heels as the man rubbed the towel hard against her
groin.  He finished by wiping the towel across Holly's face, and she jerked
her head to the side, trying to keep the foul smell of her own sweat and
vaginal secretions out her mouth and nose as her face reddened with
embarrassment.  The men laughed at her, enjoying her discomfort.

   Holly's next task was to run in high heels, so the men could watch her
big belly and breasts bouncing around.  They knew she couldn't run in her
ballet heels, so one of the men unlocked her them and told her to sit down
on the floor and take them off.  He gave her a pair of ankle strap pumps
with five-inch heels, and again the slut shoes were too small.  Holly
frowned and forced her size 6 feet into the size 5 shoes and got the straps
buckled tightly around her ankles, noticing that these shoes also had
openings for padlocks, and then the man gave her the two small padlocks and
told her to lock the shoes on her feet.  Holly obeyed, then slowly stood
up. These shoes were much easier to wear than the ballet heels, but they
still hurt a lot because they were too small, and a five-inch heel is very
high.  But at least Holly thought she could keep her balance better in
these shoes.  She was told to trot around the room, next to the walls where
a path had been cleared around the whole room.  She tried a few steps at a
slow trot, but her belly bounced so heavily that she stopped.  Her breasts
had jiggled and gyrated wildly, hurting her chest, and she stood there a
moment looking at the men, pleading with her eyes, but they just grinned at
her -- they were going to see her humiliated.  Holly sighed with
resignation, then started to trot, really more like a fast walk.  She was
passing the men in their chairs as she moved around the walls, and some of
them reached out as she passed by and slapped her on the ass.  "Giddy-up,
horsie!  Run, little bitch!" were some of the things they yelled at her. 
She felt tears of anger and humiliation in her eyes, but she decided to try
to get this over with.  She broke into a slow run, placing each high heel
as securely as she could, and then she picked up a little speed.  Her belly
was bouncing like a huge boulder, but she couldn't support it with her arms
and run at the same time.  She was able to put her hands on her chest and
hold her swollen tits in place as she ran, but the men slapped her arms and
made her uncover her breasts so they could see them jiggling.  Holly could
feel her baby shifting inside her, and after several times around the room,
she got a sharp pain that made her stop and double over.  It felt like her
insides were on fire, and a sharp ache was stabbing at her groin area.  She
was afraid for her baby, and put both hands between her legs, holding
herself and mewling in pain and panic as she sobbed.  The men just sat and
looked at her, actually enjoying seeing a pregnant girl in pain.  Some of
them had their cocks in their hands, rubbing slowly as they looked at Holly
and listened to the sounds she was making.  She sank to the floor slowly,
first on her knees and then sitting with her legs in front of her as she
held her pregnant belly in her arms.  The pain eased up a little, and Holly
started crying again.

   CHAPTER 54: A Pregnant Stripper

   The men really didn't care if Holly was hurt or not -- they just wanted
to see her degraded and demeaned.  She was led over to a stripper pole on
one side of the room, and they gave her a skimpy bra and a g-string to wear
while she stripped for them.  Holly put on the bra, which was just two tiny
triangles of satin with spaghetti straps to hold it on.  Her tits were not
even partially covered by the bra -- even her nipples were too big for the
scraps of satin to hide, but she positioned them over her areolas.  She
stepped into the g-string and pulled it up around her waist.  The g-string
was really just two strips of satin, one around her waist and the other
going down between her legs in front and up through her ass crack in back.
It disappeared between her pussy lips, so she was practically naked as she
started to dance for the men.  Some very loud music was put on, and Holly
tried to lose herself as she performed the perverted dance.  She thrust her
belly forward as she spread her legs, flaunting her pregnancy as she jutted
her hips back and forth.  She bent forward at the waist and backed up
against the pole so the cold metal slipped between her ass cheeks, and she
rubbed herself against it, squatting and raising herself several times
while the men cheered.  Then she sat down and moved up so the pole was
between her open legs, and thrust her hips forward so the pole went between
her pussy lips.  She raised and lowered herself a few times, feeling the
cold metal sliding up and down in her slit.  She stood up and slowly took
off her bra, sliding it teasingly along her arms, holding it against her
breasts shyly, then dropping it on the floor.  Then she hooked her fingers
through the waistband of her g-string and pulled it down.  The satin strap
slid out of her pussy, then emerged from her ass crack as she slid the
g-string down her legs.  She stepped out of it, then picked it up and held
it under her nose and smelled it, smiling like a slut.  She tossed the
g-string aside and put her arms around the pole, then spread her legs and
thrust her hips forward, and the pole slid between her pussy lips.  She
held onto the pole with both hands and slowly lowered her hips, and there
was a slurpy sound as her wet pussy slid down the pole, leaving some pussy
slime on the metal.  She squatted as low as she could, jamming her pregnant
belly up against the pole as she rubbed her gaping cunt against it.  When
she stood up, the pole was glistening with cunt slime that had leaked out
of her twat.  She embraced the pole like it was a man, rubbing herself
against it, then holding her breasts against it like it was a cock.  She
leaned forward and kissed the pole as she moved her big tits up and down,
holding them wrapped tightly around the pole with both hands.

   The music ended, and the men applauded and threw dollar bills at Holly.
She felt like a complete slut, but she knew what they wanted her to do, so
she started picking up the money, even though it was hard for her to bend
over with her protruding belly.  When she finished, she had a handful of
bills, and she tried to smile and look grateful.  She was so tired by now,
but the men had another task for her to perform.  She was led over to a
huge dildo, shaped like an erect nigger cock.  She had seen dildos before,
but not like this one -- it was 18 inches long and three inches wide,
bigger than her forearm.  It was mounted on the floor, sticking straight up
in the air, with a massive set of plastic testicles at the base, and Holly
was told to squat over it and fuck herself.  The men wanted to see her try
to take the whole length of the dildo inside her.  Since she was eight
months pregnant, her birth canal was starting to expand in preparation for
giving birth, and the men wanted to see if the little slut could take the
whole dildo up her snatch -- or if she was stupid enough to try, since she
could injure herself badly.  A girl's vagina is capable of enormous
expansion during the final phase of childbirth -- but only after she goes
through labor.  Triggered by the impending birth, hormones are produced by
glands in the girl's body during labor, causing relaxation of the muscles
in the vagina so the birth canal can expand enough to allow the baby to
pass through it.  Trying to force a large object into the vagina during the
eighth month of pregnancy can damage the walls of the birth canal as well
as the labia, and if penetration is deep enough, even the cervix and uterus
can be injured.

   CHAPTER 55: Penetration

   But Holly was caught up in the action, her thoughts darting every which
way.  When she was stripping for the men, she had loved how they all
watched her like hawks.  Taking off her clothes for them made her feel so
fucking slutty!  When they threw money at her, she began to understand why
some girls stripped for a living -- there was such a strong feeling of
being a dirty little girl.  Now, looking at the huge dildo sticking up from
the floor, she was consumed with the desire to show off, to show these men
she could do this.  The biological need to be penetrated is present in
every girl -- that's the way the species is propagated, and it is
completely natural for every girl to feel the pull of her hormones telling
her penetration needs to happen.  But a girl feels fear when it comes to
actually having a penis or an object inserted in her vagina.  It's the fear
of being hurt if the object is too big or is inserted too forcefully.  A
girl wants to be touched but fears being penetrated because it means
allowing someone or something to enter her body.  She can assuage the fear
as she gains maturity and sexual experience, but she can never lose it
completely -- she will always feel apprehensive when she is about to be
penetrated, even if it is her lover's erect penis that is about to enter
her body.  When she is about to be penetrated by an object like a dildo,
her fear is reinforced by the lack of humanity in the act.  Her lover's
penis is an extension of his body, a warm and human touch that can feel
very pleasurable entering her body -- but a cold plastic dildo is totally
foreign to her body, and has no place in it, no biological reason to enter
her body.  Allowing a dildo to enter the most private and secret place in
her body requires the abandonment of the most basic reason for penetration
-- propagation of the species.  A lover's penetration is the first step in
the process that carries humanity forward to the next generation, a
biological need that cannot be denied -- but penetration by a dildo is a
denial of that very process, a perversion, a renunciation of procreation in
favor of fulfilling desires that are crude and dirty and degrading.  A girl
who allows her vagina to be penetrated by a dildo, for the pleasure of men
watching her, is trading the warmth and humanity of love for the inhumanity
of sexual humiliation, and this can only lead to corrosion of her soul,
leaving her without humanity, an empty vessel for men to use for their own
pleasure only.

   But Holly was too drunk on the heady feelings coursing through her body
to consider anything but the raw need she felt to degrade herself.  She
wanted these men to stare at her in disbelief, totally surprised at what
she could do with her body.  So she stepped over to the dildo -- and got
down on her knees in front of it, like she was worshipping it.  She leaned
forward and kissed the tip of the dildo gently, moving her hands along the
huge shaft reverently.  Then she stood up and positioned her body over the
dildo and opened her legs, then used both hands to spread her pussy lips
wide apart as she started to squat over the plastic cock.  It was made very
realistically, with a large head that had a peehole in the center, and the
shaft had blood vessels running along it.  Holly felt the head of the dildo
touch her slit, and she gasped as her body jerked involuntarily.  She
worked the head into her slit, lowering her hips a little as she took it
inside her, and the head disappeared into her cunt.  She put her hands on
her knees and squatted lower, so the dildo penetrated her deeper, and she
moaned as it started to fill her vagina.  God, it felt so good, so BIG! 
She waited a moment for her pussy to accommodate itself to the bulk of the
dildo, then squatted lower, taking more of it inside her.  She stood on her
tiptoes in her high heels, her knees wide apart as she tried to open her
body completely, to receive the dildo easily -- but it was starting to
hurt. Her vagina was soaking wet with juices, and the dildo had slid in
fairly easily at the start -- but now it was beginning to stretch her
pussy, and it felt like it was inside her as far as it could go.  She could
feel the head of the dildo pressing against her tightly-closed cervix, at
the entrance to her uterus, where her baby was.

   Holly bent over so she could look down between her legs, and she could
see another six inches of the dildo still outside her pussy.  She had about
twelve inches inside her, but she felt like a failure -- she really wanted
to take all of it, just to show she could do it.  The men were yelling at
her -- "More!  More!  Take it all!" -- and she could feel her whole body
tingling with excitement.  She was the total center of attention, and she
LOVED it!  She wanted to please the men, and she took a deep breath and
raised her hips a little, then forced her groin down hard on the dildo,
twice, three times -- and suddenly she felt a sharp pain rip through her,
and she knew she had torn something inside.  She froze in place as the pain
started to throb heavily in her midsection, and then she screamed in agony
as a very bad cramp hit her and made her bend forward, still with the dildo
inside her.  The cramp eased up a little, but the pain in her genitals was
bad enough to make her dizzy, and she felt like she might throw up.  Her
insides felt wet, like she was bleeding, and she knew something wasn't
right -- but somehow she still wanted to please the men watching her.  They
were all cheering for her, urging her to take more of the dildo inside her.
She gritted her teeth and tried to lower her hips a little, but the pain
made her scream again.  The men were loving this -- she could see several
of them masturbating while the watched her and listened to her scream, and
it gave her an odd feeling to know they LIKED seeing her and hearing her
while she was in pain.  It was so DIRTY!!  She raised her hips a little,
then plunged herself down on the dildo again, and this time she felt it
probe deeper into her twat -- and she knew then that the head of the dildo
had torn her cervix and entered her uterus.  She lowered her head again to
look at the dildo between her legs, and now there were only three inches of
it visible -- so it must have penetrated three inches into her uterus!  She
felt a shiver of fear at the thought of the big plastic head of the dildo
poking into her uterus, where her baby was -- but the pain was easing up a
little now, so maybe she hadn't hurt herself too badly.  It was so
perverted, squatting there in the bright lights while all these men watched
her fucking herself on a huge plastic penis.  Her emotions were swirling
like mad as she made up her mind -- she was going to try to take the rest
of the dildo inside her.  She could see the big plastic testicles at the
base of the dildo -- just a few more inches and those balls would be
touching her slit.

   CHAPTER 56: Holly Wants It All

   Holly tried to squat lower and force more of the dildo up her snatch,
but the mass of her protruding belly made it very hard for her to squat. 
Suddenly she felt two hands on her shoulders, and she looked up and saw
that one of the men had come over to help her.  She smiled up at him over
her shoulder, then turned her head to the front as he started to press down
on her shoulders.  She worked her legs a little further apart as the man's
hands dug into her shoulders, forcing her down onto the dildo.  She was
using some of the breathing techniques she had read about -- rapid chest
breathing when the pain was moderate, shallow chest breathing -- panting
fast -- at the peak of the most intense pain, and deep cleansing breaths in
between the bouts of pain.  She started to pant as the man pushed down on
her shoulders again, and she felt the dildo slide another inch into her
uterus.  She could feel her baby shifting inside her as the dildo was
forced into her womb, and her lips twisted with fear as she thought of what
might happen to the baby.  The man moved his hands down to her breasts,
squeezing the large fleshy globes, then taking her erect nipples in his
fingers and lifting her tits, making her gasp in pain as he distended the
swollen jugs.  He shook her breasts, still holding them by the nipples, and
Holly mewled in her throat as her body tightened up from the new pain in
her tits.  She clenched the muscles in her groin, and her vagina gripped
the dildo tighter, making her groan loudly as more pain swept through her
body.  The man released her boobs and they fell heavily back into place,
bouncing wildly like two huge bowls of jelly, She still had two inches of
the dildo outside her cunt, and the man put his hands on her shoulders and
pushed hard, determined to force the plastic cock all the way inside her
body.

   Holly took a deep breath and held it, then drove her hips down hard as
the man pushed down on her shoulders -- and she felt the cold plastic
testicles at the base of the dildo touch her pussy lips!  She had the whole
dildo inside her.  The men were applauding and cheering, and she smiled at
them proudly -- but then she felt a sharp pain in her midsection that felt
like the world's worst cramp.  She just knew something was wrong with her
baby, and tears started running down her cheeks.  She shifted her feet,
trying to get some leverage so she could try to raise herself off the
dildo. The man had taken his hands off her shoulders, and she tried to lift
her hips a little -- and she gasped as a huge orgasm hit her like a fist.
The movement of the dildo in the other direction, as she shifted her feet
and raised her hips, had caused the shaft of the dildo to rub against her
clitoris, and that part of the dildo had a big raised area meant to look
like a blood vessel in the penis, and when it touched her erect clit, it
triggered her orgasm.  She was crying and grinning at the same time, and
she lifted her hips a little more and felt her pussy explode with another
orgasm that left her gasping and breathless.  She was so tired from all the
stimulation, she relaxed the muscles in her legs, and her knees bent as she
squatted a little lower, driving the dildo into her uterus again.  The pain
hit her hard this time, making her groan and painting a mask of agony on
her face.  She reflexively struggled to raise her body, and was rewarded
with another shattering orgasm.  She realized what she was doing -- she was
fucking herself on the huge dildo, raising and lowering her hips so the
plastic cock was moving in and out of her body like a man screwing her --
and the orgasms were the best she had ever had in her life.  The weight of
her pregnant belly made it so hard to raise herself, but when she relaxed
her legs and sank down on the dildo, her big belly weighed her down, making
the penetration deeper and better.

   Holly leaned forward a little so she could get her feet better
positioned under her, and started to work her body up and down, actively
fucking herself on the dildo.  She grunted in pain every time she hit
bottom, when her gaping pussy was driven down hard on the plastic balls at
the base of the dildo and the head of the dildo rammed into her uterus. 
She had constant pain now through her midsection -- but the orgasms were so
good, she just didn't care.  She could see the men watching her and
masturbating, and she looked at them, catching their eyes and grinning
lewdly as she screwed herself, cupping her swollen breasts and kneading the
big globes of flesh, pinching her nipples and rolling them between her
fingers until they were sore, all the time working her legs up and down,
fucking herself as hard as she could.  Her legs were trembling, her muscles
totally exhausted from doing this for such a long time, and her face and
body were bathed in sweat the glistened in the bright lights.  She was
working hard for her orgasms, and fatigue was starting to hit her.  She
felt something wet on her pussy lips and on the base of the dildo, and
thought it was vaginal secretions leaking out of her twat, but she put her
hand down between her legs and then looked at her fingers, and they had
blood on them.

   CHAPTER 57: Holly Takes It in the Ass

   Holly screamed for David, and he came over to her.  She was frightened
and agitated, but he calmly told her bleeding wasn't unusual at this stage
of her pregnancy, as long as it wasn't heavy.  He had no idea if that was
true or not -- he just wanted to prevent Holly from cutting the party too
short, which might mean he wouldn't get paid for her services.  He said the
men had gotten all hot and bothered watching her acting like such a little
slut, and they really wanted to fuck her -- but her pussy was all stretched
out by the dildo, so they wanted to screw her in the ass.  Holly's first
impulse was to agree immediately -- she was so fiery hot herself, she felt
like she would die if she didn't get some real cocks inside her, and at
this point she didn't care which hole the men used.  She told David she
would do whatever they wanted, and he patted her on the head, thinking he
had never seen a bitch quite this stupid -- she was eight months pregnant
and bleeding out of her twat, but she agreed to let a bunch of men use her
ass for a gang bang.  She was born to be a prostitute, and David couldn't
believe how lucky he was to be her pimp.  She was earning him a shitload of
money tonight, and she had no idea what was really going on.

   Holly was led over to a small platform, three feet square and two feet
high, and she was told to mount it and get down on her knees.  There was a
pillory at one end of the platform -- a wood panel with holes for a girl's
neck and wrists.  The top of the pillory was hinged so it could be raised
while the girl put her neck into the larger opening with her wrists on
either side, and then the top was closed and locked, leaving the little
bitch completely helpless and unable to protect herself.  Holly did as she
was told, feeling her pussy burning between her legs because she needed to
be fucked so bad.  Blood was trickling out of her slit and running down her
thighs as she leaned forward and put her neck down, with her wrists in
their separate slots.  The top was closed and locked -- and Holly was given
a little lesson in just how helpless she was.  A man stood in front of her
rubbing his penis, working it to a full erection, and then he forced her
lips apart and stuck his cock in her mouth.  He held her ears and started
to fuck her face as she closed her eyes and moaned -- and then she felt the
head of another cock touching her asshole.  She groaned with anticipation,
but the cock just moved up and down in her ass crack, without penetration.
She wiggled her ass a little, making her pregnant belly and her hanging
breasts bounce around, but still there was no penetration.  The man in her
mouth slapped her ears, and she opened her eyes and glared up at him.  He
kept thrusting into her mouth while he asked her, "Do you want it in your
ass?  Do you really want it?" Holly nodded a little, the cock moving around
in her mouth as she moved her head up and down.  The man shook his head. 
"Don't tell me, bitch -- tell him." He raised his eyes, and Holly knew he
was looking at the man standing behind her.  She couldn't see him at all,
but she could feel the power of his erection like a hot iron moving against
her tight little asshole.  She groaned again, and the man in her mouth
repeated, "Tell him." Holly tried to speak, but her voice was muffled by
the cock meat filling her mouth as she said, "Yes, I want it...  I really
want it -- ohhh god..." Her whole body went rigid as the man behind her
forced the head of his cock into her anus.  Her hemorrhoids made the
penetration very painful, and tears rolled down Holly's cheeks as her anal
sphincter was stretched by the head of the cock.  She groaned, her face
twisting into a mask of pain, but the man in her mouth never stopped
fucking her, looking down at her as he thrust his cock deep into her mouth,
probing for the back of her throat.  She gagged on the cock, and the man
grinned -- he loved it when girls did that while they were sucking him off.
He held her head in place and gave her some small thrusts, forcing the head
of his cock into her throat a little, and she coughed explosively, but the
man didn't ease up.  He could feel her lips around the base of his erection
as he pulled her head against him, forcing it into his groin while he kept
thrusting.

   The man in Holly's ass felt her rectum gripping the head of his cock,
hugging it like a lover, and his cock stiffened a little as he forced the
shaft into her anus.  He heard her groan as she was penetrated, and her
buttocks were trembling as he forced more of his cock up her ass.  He
wasn't using any lubrication at all -- he wanted this to hurt Holly, and he
could feel the hemorrhoids bulging inside her anus as his cock slipped into
her colon.  Her body jerked and she moved her hips around a little, trying
to ease the burning pain from her hemorrhoids as they got irritated by the
big cock rubbing against them.  He held her hips in place and shoved the
full length of his erection into her ass, and his scrotum was touching the
curve of her ass after he penetrated her fully.  He pulled her hips against
him, forcing his cock inside her as far as he could, rubbing his testicles
against the softness of her round little ass as he forced his cock deep
into her bowels and reamed her out.

   Holly was in heaven with two cocks inside her at the same time, and she
moaned a little as both men thrust into her -- but she was in a lot of pain
at the same time.  The man in her mouth was hurting her with each thrust
because her head was held firmly in place by the pillory, and each time he
rammed his cock into her mouth, he banged her head against the wooden
pillory.  She had a headache from it already, and it was getting worse. 
The cock in her ass was rubbing against her hemorrhoids, inflaming them
badly, and the pain was intense and raw -- it felt like her ass was on
fire. It felt incredibly itchy, but there was no way to scratch it, and
Holly was mewling softly as the irritation kept getting worse with each
stroke of the cock in her anus.  She was very conscious of her pregnant
belly hanging down, almost touching the platform, swaying hack and forth as
she got fucked.  Her swollen breasts felt huge, bouncing and jiggling each
time either of her fuckers gave her a thrust.  The man standing in front of
her leaned across the top of the pillory and reached down and grabbed her
hanging tits, making her squeal as he squeezed them hard.  Then he gripped
her nipples and started to milk her -- rhythmically pulling down on each
breast as he applied pressure to the areola, and Holly felt colostrum
squirting out of her nipples onto the wood platform.  She hated the thought
of wasting her baby's milk, but she knew there was nothing she could do
about it -- the men didn't care about her or her baby.  They just wanted a
warm body to stick their cocks into, a sperm receptacle where they could
dump their messy loads when they needed to cum.

   The man in Holly's ass speeded up his thrusts, and she knew he was ready
to cum.  She heard him groan, then she felt the flood of wetness in her ass
as he dumped his jism inside her, and just then the man in her mouth
grunted like an animal and pulled her head into his groin as his cock
exploded in her mouth.  She swallowed his cum, gulping it down while he
kept giving her little thrusts until he was finished.  The two men pulled
their cocks out of her body and two more men stepped up to fuck Holly.  Her
ass was very sensitive because of her hemorrhoids, and she yelped when the
cock was forced into her rectum.  God, it hurt!  Then a new cock was forced
into her mouth, and it all began again.  Holly serviced all 18 of the men
in the room, half with her asshole and the other half with her mouth, over
the next two hours.  She had pain in her vagina the whole time, and she
knew she needed to see if her baby had been injured while she was fucking
herself on the big dildo.  The men finished with her around 2 AM, but they
wanted to hurt her a little more -- so the last man that fucked her in the
ass shoved a butt plug into her anus when he was done.  It was eight inches
long and two inches wide, and it was covered with plastic nubs that made
Holly's hemorrhoids itch like never before.  The plug was inserted in her
ass before she was allowed to stand up, and she had to grit her teeth to
keep from screaming from the burning pain in her anus just getting down
from the platform and standing up.  The plug narrowed before it spread out
at the bottom, to keep it from falling out of her ass, and the men made her
promise to keep it inside her until she got home.  She started moving
awkwardly toward the door, walking with her legs apart, and the men formed
a double line between her and the door so they could humiliate her one last
time as she walked by.  Each man kissed her, a sloppy wet kiss with lots of
tongue, and told her she was a great fuck.  They caressed her breasts and
her pregnant belly, but they didn't touch her cunt because she was still
bleeding.  She had warm sperm on her thighs and legs, and it oozed down
into her high heels as she walked.  Some of the jism ran down the outside
of her high heels onto the floor, leaving a shiny little trail behind her
like a slug as she walked.  She made it to the car, and David took her
home.

   CHAPTER 58: Nine Months Pregnant

   It took a week for Holly to recover from the B&D party.  She was
exhausted from the physical effort of doing all the things she did for the
men, and she needed time for her anus, rectum, and colon to heal after the
abuse she had received.  She removed the butt plug as soon as she got home,
and a huge gush of semen ran out of her ass and stained the carpet in her
bathroom.  She was still bleeding a little from her vagina, and she wanted
to go to a hospital -- but David convinced her it would stop on its own. 
David told her she had spent such a long time with the large dildo inside
her, forcing it so deep that it penetrated her uterus, that there was bound
to be some damage, but she didn't have much pain, so it would be OK.  David
knew when he said it that it might not be true -- Holly could have severe
injuries to her internal genitals, and her baby might be in danger -- but
David just didn't care anymore.  He had watched Holly perform for the men,
and he saw her for what she was -- a hot little bitch that liked to be
humiliated and abused.  Well, if something happened to her body or her
baby, it was her own fault for acting so slutty, and David didn't see any
reason to take the little whore to a hospital.  He felt pretty good -- he
had collected $600 from each man while the party was going on, so he came
home with $10,800 that Holly had earned for him.  He could really see why
men became pimps -- it was a great feeling to sit there and watch Holly
prostitute herself like the lowest street whore, performing the filthiest
perversions for the men and then letting them gang-rape her in the ass. 
That was what it amounted to -- a gang rape -- and Holly was so stupid, she
submitted to it willingly and certainly looked like she enjoyed it.  And
all the time Holly was getting screwed, the men were slipping wads of cash
into David's hand.  How could a party be more perfect than that?

   It was the middle of March now, and Holly was entering her ninth month
of pregnancy.  There was still one week to go before the series hiatus
ended, and David wanted her to do one more party before they had to report
back to the studio, but Holly put her foot down.  She just wouldn't do it,
but David still had hopes of setting up something after filming of the
series resumed.  Holly was feeling better when the series resumed shooting
on March 20, and she and David were kept busy by the tight production
schedule for the first week.  There were five episodes to be filmed to
complete Season 6, and the first one was scheduled to be broadcast on April
18, so the shooting had to be finished by March 28 to allow the usual two
weeks for post-production work, where the special effects and music were
added and the final cut was prepared and delivered to the network.  The
finished episode had to be delivered to the Fox Network operations building
in Burbank no later than one week prior to the scheduled air date, to allow
the network to finalize the timing for the commercials to be broadcast
during the episode.

   Holly's character, Piper, was pregnant in the series like Holly was in
real life, and she didn't have to wear any prosthetics -- just some loose
costumes over her protruding belly.  Her breasts were so big now, she had
to switch to a larger bra.  She wore a 34B normally, but now it just hurt
too much to try to put it on, so she tried several sizes before settling on
a 36DD.  The new bra was still too tight under her arms, even after she let
out the straps as far as she could, but it felt better than the smaller
one. She gained another seven pounds in the first week back at work --
couldn't resist the food service table -- and her face was starting to look
bloated.  The makeup people did what they could, but a short girl like
Holly, only five feet two, can't walk around weighing 170 pounds without
looking like a blimp.  The men on the crew were calling her character
"Piper the Pig" behind her back, and the women were making very catty
remarks about her lack of willpower.  Some of this got back to Holly, and
it hurt her a lot -- but she knew they were right.  She was having trouble
concentrating on the script and learning her lines because her body was so
damn big and unwieldy now.  Her breasts felt like two heavy bags of flour
that had been attached to her chest, and she kept crashing into furniture
because her pregnant belly was so big.  Her huge round ass stuck out in the
other direction, and her legs felt like tree trunks.  Her arms looked
flabby above the elbows, but the damn costumer people kept giving her
armless blouses and shirts to wear.  Her thong cut into her skin painfully,
but she couldn't just go without it because she was afraid there might be
some leakage from her vagina.  She normally wore a size 36 thong, but her
hips were up to 40 inches with her pregnancy, and she just didn't want to
have to buy bigger underwear, so she stuffed herself into them every day,
hating every minute of it.

   By April 10, three episodes had been filmed, and the cast and crew
started work on the first part of the two-part season finale, which was to
end with Piper giving birth.  Holly was getting more irritable every day,
and people were starting to complain to the producers, so finally David sat
down with Holly in her dressing room and told her what she needed -- some
sex.  He had never stopped feeding her the sex booster pills disguised as
vitamins, and her hormones were ramping up her sex drive anyway, so that
she felt like a bitch in heat all the time.  David told her he had the
perfect outlet for her emotions and her physical needs -- he would get some
of his friends to have sex with her privately, so she wouldn't have to go
through the stress of another party with a lot of men at one time.  This
would be simple stress-relieving sex with no attachments or followups, like
scratching an itch, Holly was so strung out on sex drugs and hormones, she
started to say yes immediately -- but then she thought about strange men
coming to her bedroom at home, and that didn't appeal to her.  David told
her he knew the perfect place -- a large home in Beverly Hills that was
owned by a friend of his parents.  He said he would arrange everything, and
Holly should relax.  At the end of that day's shooting, David drove Holly
to the house, not too far from the studio, He had made some phone calls and
got things arranged that afternoon between takes.  He couldn't believe how
easy it had been, and now he would be making a LOT more money than he had
thought.  He had just been planning a party or two, with Holly and maybe 20
men at each party -- but now he had a chance to make a large chunk of cash
by pimping Holly every night until she had her baby.  He couldn't help
grinning to himself as he drove Holly through town toward the house.

   CHAPTER 59: "Whorehouse" -- An Aaron Spelling Production

   The house wasn't quite what David had told Holly, and it wasn't owned by
a friend of his parents.  It was a high-class whorehouse --and it was owned
by Aaron Spelling through a string of dummy corporations.  He and E.  Duke
Vincent had set up the place in the early 1990s as a way to make extra
money by pimping the actresses in their various TV productions.  There was
a ready-made market created by the popularity of the TV shows -- men all
over the country, and even overseas, that would pay a lot of money for a
chance to have sex with the actresses employed by the Spelling
organization. He and Vincent had the idea of setting up the whorehouse as
early as 1981, four years after Vincent had joined Spelling's company, when
"Dynasty" began a nine-year run, but older women like Linda Evans and Joan
Collins didn't have much appeal for the men that watched the series and
lusted after Heather Locklear, Pamela Bellwood, and Pamela Sue Martin. 
Spelling approached Heather first -- she was 19 and "Dynasty" was her first
series.  She came from a sheltered life with her parents, and it was easy
to talk her into making lots of money by letting men make love to her. 
Like all prostitutes, she only received about ten percent of the money
involved -- Spelling rented her out for $1,000 an hour and gave her $100.
He started her out with two or three men every night, and by the time the
series ended in 1989, she was servicing at least 12 men each night.  Pamela
Bellwood refused to take part due to her religious beliefs, but Pamela Sue
Martin grabbed onto it.  She was eight years older than Heather, and she
knew her beauty was starting to fade, and she wanted to make as much money
as she could with her face and her body.  Spelling started her with five
men each night, and by 1984 she was turning 20 tricks every night, but she
couldn't handle the physical demands of working all night at the whorehouse
and still looking good enough to film the series during the day, and
Spelling dumped her from the series.  She made a few movies during the next
six years, but she earned most of her money as a street prostitute.

   The year after "Dynasty" was canceled, Spelling and Vincent came up with
"Beverly Hills 90210" and had a new stable of girls to choose from,
including his own daughter, Tori.  He mostly used her as his own personal
fucktoy, starting when she was 13, but when she got cast in "90210," he
decided she should make money for him like the other sluts in the cast, and
put her to work in the whorehouse.  She was underage, but that was a huge
enticement for most men.  "90210" was Jennie's first series, and she jumped
at the chance to make extra money by working nights in the whorehouse.  She
was still working there four years later when her best friend,
Tiffani-Amber Thiessen, was hired for the series, and Jennie asked Spelling
to let her work in the whorehouse.  The two girls often worked together on
the same john, with Jennie licking his ass while he fucked Tiffani, who was
two years younger than Jennie.  After the john dumped his load in Tiffani's
pussy, Tiffani would quickly lean down to kiss Jennie -- she loved the
smell of the john's ass on Jennie's lips -- and then Jennie would suck the
warm cum out of Tiffani's cunt and swallow it.  Gabrielle was 29 when she
was hired for the series, really too old to be playing a high school girl
-- but she auditioned for Spelling by stripping and asking him to let her
suck him off, and after she swallowed his sperm, he hired her for both the
series and the whorehouse.  Hilary Swank worked on the series in its eighth
and ninth seasons, two years before she won her first Oscar.  She was 23
when Spelling hired her to play a single mother in the series, and she had
the credentials for the role -- she had grown up in a trailer park, and she
and her mother had lived in their car when she first came to Los Angeles.
Hilary's mother was her first pimp, selling her 13-year-old daughter's body
to men in alleys and warehouses for two years before she began to get work
in films and TV.  Hilary quickly agreed when Spelling asked her if she
wanted to make extra money working in his whorehouse -- she was terrified
of ending up back on the street.  She was an accomplished prostitute, and
her athleticism made her a very popular girl among her johns at the
whorehouse.  They loved it when she would have her john lay on his back
with his erection sticking straight up, then she would mount him by
standing with her legs on either side of him and squatting lower and lower
until his cock penetrated her vagina -- and then she did all the work.  She
could move her body up and down at a speed that seemed incredible, her legs
and knees taking a lot of punishment as she fucked herself on the cock. 
Other johns came to watch when Hilary performed, enjoying the heavy sweat
the covered her naked body while she was working so hard to make her man
cum.  When he was ready to ejaculate, she would quickly take his throbbing
cock in her mouth and suck him until he exploded in her mouth, and then her
cheeks would cave in from the force of her sucking on his cock, trying to
get every drop of his semen into her mouth before she swallowed it.  She
always finished by kissing the cock and thanking her john for letting her
suck him, and the men couldn't leave her alone.  She was initially promised
a two-year role on "90210," but her character was written out after 16
episodes in January 1998.  Hilary later said that she was devastated at
being cut from the show, thinking, "If I'm not good enough for 90210, I'm
not good enough for anything." The reason for cutting her from the show was
simple, but it never made the newspapers -- the little slut told Spelling
she wanted to quit working at the whorehouse.  She said she wanted to get
her self-respect back -- and he responded by telling her to strip.  They
were in his office, and Hilary couldn't believe he was treating her this
way.  Nut then he took out a gun and forced her to strip naked and get down
on her knees in front of him -- and then he made her perform fellatio on
the barrel of the gun, forcing the cold metal between her lips and telling
her to suck it.  Hilary was sobbing as she tried to suck on the gun, and
then he forced it down her throat and made her gag on it.  He pulled the
gun out of her mouth and replaced it with his erect cock, then held her by
her ears and fucked her mouth until he ejaculated heavily down her throat.
She had no choice but to swallow his jism, and then he shoved her down on
the floor and made her crawl to his office door on her hands and knees.

   Spelling and Vincent saw their next big series, "Melrose Place," as a
rich hunting ground for replacement prostitutes.  "Dynasty" had run its
course, and "Melrose Place" had a great stable of mostly younger actresses:
Josie Bissett (22), Courtney Thorne-Smith (24), Laura Leighton (26), Daphne
Zuniga (30), plus Heather Locklear again, who was now 31.  Josie, Courtney,
and Daphne were put to work in the whorehouse within a month after the
series started shooting in 1992.  Heather had gone to work full-time in the
whorehouse after "Dynasty" ended in 1989, but when she joined the cast of
"Melrose Place" in its second season four years later, Spelling let her cut
back to only three or four men each night, and started paying her 12
percent of what he made by pimping her, since she had been working for him
so long.  Alyssa Milano was 25 when she joined the cast in 1997.  She had
started in TV on "Who's the Boss?" at age 12, and did her first nude scene
in a movie eight years later, in 1992.  This was long before the little
bitch got on her high horse and tried to get nude pictures of herself
removed from a lot of websites.  When she came to "Melrose Place," she just
wanted to make money, and Spelling put her to work in the whorehouse, but
only gave her five percent of the fees he charged for her.  Men that had
seen her grow up on TV were lining up for a chance to screw her -- it was a
pedophile's dream come true -- and Spelling started her with ten men each
night, but that soon rose as high as 25.  Sometimes she would turn her last
trick at the whorehouse at 2 AM, then grab two hours of sleep before she
had to report to the studio at 6 AM.  All that fucking kept her slim and
trim, and she was stupid enough to think she was making good money as a
prostitute.  Daphne was losing her beauty at age 30 -- her face had a
strained, lined, tired look that suggested a used-up street whore -- and
she agreed to work in the whorehouse as a "piss girl," a second-class
prostitute that drinks urine directly from a john's penis.  Her mouth was
very popular for several years as a urinal for the johns to use so they
didn't have to get up to go to the bathroom while they were fucking one of
the younger whores, and sometimes an older guy wanted to screw Daphne, and
that was always a big treat for her.

   Spelling's whorehouse was an open secret in Hollywood.  Winona Ryder
always used one of the rooms there when she wanted to give her pussy to
whatever new young actor was the flavor of the week, and older sluts like
Genevieve Bujold came there so their fans could enjoy the opportunity to
fuck their favorite actresses.  Shannen Doherty would have been a big hit
at the whorehouse -- she was just 19 when she started on "90210" -- but she
wasn't interested when Spelling approached her about it, and three years
later she turned him down again when he asked her to be his mistress.  But
Spelling and Vincent had plenty of young sluts to keep the whorehouse going
strong, and David had known about it for several years.  Holly knew it
existed because Shannen had told her about being offered a job there -- but
Holly didn't know exactly where it was, so it was safe for David to use it
for Holly's sexual liaisons.  He used the rear entrance, and took Holly to
a nice room at the rear of the large house where she wouldn't be noticed by
the other girls working there.  There were some actresses who had worked on
"Charmed" that were still working at the whorehouse.  Leigh-Allyn Baker had
been working there regularly since her appearances during the first season
of the series, and Rebecca Balding liked to come there to meet men who had
first seen her when she was 22, playing a girl reporter on "Lou Grant" in
1977.  Now she was 50, but a lot of her fans still wanted to screw her.

   David left Holly in the room around 8 PM, telling her he would be back
at midnight to pick her up.  He told her he had arranged for four of his
friends to have sex with her that night, and if she liked it, she could
keep doing it on other nights.  David had briefed the madam that ran the
brothel, and she made sure each man she sent to Holly's room had enough
background so he could claim to be a friend of David's.  David had told her
madam to find men that enjoyed hurting pregnant girls, and the madam had a
gleam in her eye when she realized how much extra she could make from this
girl.  She was going to charge the johns $1,000 for one hour with Holly,
and David would get 85 percent of the money.  The madam would get the ten
percent share that usually went to the prostitute, with five percent going
to the house.  Holly would get nothing -- the little slut didn't realize
she was being pimped, so David could keep almost all the money she was
earning.  He was grinning broadly as he drove home.

   CHAPTER 60: Holly Services Some Johns

   The first man knocked on Holly's door just a couple of minutes after
David left.  He told her his name was Jack and he knew David from college.
He told Holly he had watched her in every episode of "Picket Fences" and
"Charmed" and she was his favorite actress, and Holly hugged him and
thanked him, smiling like a schoolgirl, feeling like a huge burden had been
lifted from her shoulders.  Ever since she had gotten pregnant, she had
felt sick and bloated and crabby, and every day had been a struggle just to
get through.  The last month had been the worst of her life, with her huge
pregnant belly hanging out and her swollen breasts feeling like volleyballs
attached to her chest and her back hurting from the strain of walking
around with so much extra weight.  She felt incredibly fat and ugly, and
even when people told her how good she looked, she knew they didn't mean
it. So Jack's telling her such nice things was like a bright ray of
sunshine, and she basked in the glow of the good feelings that suddenly
infused her body and her mind.  She wanted to do everything she could to
put him at ease, so she took his hand and told him, "I know why you're here
tonight, Jack, and I want you to know how grateful I am.  You can't imagine
what it feels like, walking around like this every day, feeling like a
whale." She lowered her eyes and paused, and Jack let go of her hand -- and
put his arms around her.  He whispered, "You are the most beautiful girl in
the world," and she started to cry quietly.  He used his fingers to wipe
away her tears, then told her, "I've wanted you ever since I first saw you
on TV." Holly smiled and lowered her eyes with embarrassment -- and Jack
reached out an unbuttoned the top button of her maternity blouse.  "I want
you to take this off," he said, and suddenly Holly wanted nothing so much
as to let him see her body.  Somehow she knew he wouldn't be put off by her
pregnancy, and she looked into his eyes as she unbuttoned the rest of her
buttons and slipped out of the blouse.  She held his eyes while she put her
hands on the fastener between the cups of her bra, and then she unfastened
it, and her swollen breasts fell out and hung down heavily, like two
overfilled balloons.  She took off the bra and dropped it on the floor,
then held her arms out to Jack, and he buried his face between her breasts,
kissing her and licking the big globes.  Holly gasped as she held him
against her, feeling a huge rush of warmth.  She whispered, "Please... 
kiss my nipples...  I want your mouth on me..." Jack kissed her left nipple
-- and then he took it in his mouth and sucked gently, and Holly inhaled
sharply.  She held his head against her tit like she was nursing a baby,
and as he kept sucking, she felt her colostrum start to flow.  She moaned a
little as he swallowed the thick yellowish fluid.  After a few minutes he
switched to her right breast, and Holly groaned with deep satisfaction as
he started to nurse.  He was caressing her protruding belly as he sucked
her nipple, and she could feel an orgasm building inside her.  After all
the abuse she had suffered at all the sex parties, this gentle loving touch
was just heavenly.  She lifted her breast to him, urging him to take all he
wanted, feeling waves of warmth washing over her as her mothering instincts
kicked in.

   What Holly didn't know was Jack's background.  He had been convicted of
assault and battery, and that was only because there was no more serious
charge to level against him.  He had lured a girl into his house when she
was eight months pregnant -- she knew him from around the neighborhood --
and he had forced her to let him suck milk from her breasts.  When he was
done with her, he cut off her nipples and made her hold them in her hands
as he shoved her out the front door.  He was arrested quickly, and served
five years in jail, the maximum sentence -- but now he was out.  He didn't
know David at all -- he had just answered David's posting on the internet,
seeking men that enjoyed abusing pregnant girls.  He knew who Holly was,
and he had paid $1,000 for this time with her.  But he only had an hour, so
he decided to speed things up.  He had promised David he wouldn't cut
Holly, but David said just about anything else was OK, so now Jack started
to squeeze Holly's pregnant belly with the palm of his hand while he kept
sucking her tits.  He pressed hard enough to hurt her, and she pushed him
away and stared at him, surprised and disappointed.  Jack quickly took her
hands in his and explained that he just wanted to get as close to her as he
could, that he loved her body the way it was now, huge and pregnant, and he
couldn't get enough of feeling and touching her.  Holly smiled and told him
to go ahead, and he was soon pressing even harder on her belly.  It made
Holly gasp in pain from the pressure he was exerting on her, but she didn't
want to say anything that might offend him, so she tried to smile while he
ran his hands over her.

   He asked her if he could put his hand inside her, and Holly said that
was OK.  She took off her pants and sat down on the bed and leaned back
with her legs open, and he put two fingers in her slit, then three, then
four, and finally forced his whole hand inside her.  He looked at Holly and
asked, "Do you like this?" and Holly moaned a little as she nodded.  His
hand felt like a huge cock, and he was moving it in and out of her, his
thumb on her erect clitoris driving her crazy.  She shuddered and closed
her eyes as she had an orgasm, closing her thighs around his hand as she
enjoyed the feeling of penetration.  He made her cum three more times with
his hand, then told her he wanted to masturbate on her breasts.  Holly
slipped off the bed and got on her knees in front of him as he unzipped his
pants and took out his cock.  She lifted her massive breasts with both
hands and wrapped them around his cock as he started to rub his erection.
Holly moaned a little as he used his other hand to pinch her nipple and
roll it between his fingers, and then suddenly he ejaculated.  His first
flood of jism spurted up onto Holly's face and the rest of it flowed onto
her tits while he finished cumming.  She used her hands to scoop his sperm
into her mouth and swallow it, then kissed his cock and thanked him for
giving her such a good time.  He went out into the corridor, and the next
man came into Holly's room.

   This man said his name was Derek, and he was older than Jack, who had
looked like he was around 35.  Derek seemed to be in his 60s, but he was
good-looking and seemed nice -- until he told Holly to get down on her
knees and suck his cock.  She was still naked after Jack left, but Derek
was so abrupt, she stared at him pointedly.  He looked at her, then said
reasonably, "Look, we're both here for sex, right?  You're a beautiful and
famous actress and I'm nobody, but I like to have sex with pregnant women,
and you look like a nice piece of ass." He looked her up and down, like she
was a horse he was thinking about buying.  He told her, "Your big tits look
amazing on such a tiny girl -- you're a real hottie." Holly glared at him
when he called her "a nice piece of ass," but by the time he finished, she
was ready to do anything for him.  She dropped to her knees and reached for
his pants, pushing his hands away.  "I'll do all the work," she said,
looking up at him with a tiny smile.  He folded his arms across his chest
and said, "Go right ahead, baby." She took his soft cock in her mouth, and
it got hard very fast.  It wasn't very long, but it was incredibly wide,
and she had trouble getting it in her mouth.  She sucked, making slurping
noises as the big cock filled her mouth.  He drove into her mouth, holding
her head in both hands, and Holly gagged on the cock meat -- it was just so
big.  While she was trying to cough, he pulled his cock out of her mouth
and started masturbating, and a moment later he ejaculated on Holly's face
as she gasped in surprise, Some cum got in her eyes and her hair before he
was finished.  He quickly stuffed his cock back in his pants and left the
room, evidently embarrassed that he hadn't been able to hold back.

   There were still ten minutes to go until the next man was due, and Holly
used some tissues to clean the sperm off her face and wipe as much of it
out of her hair as she could, then she lay down on the bed and closed her
eyes.  The next man came in, telling her his name was Jeff.  He was very
young, in his 20s, and he didn't waste any time.  He told Holly she looked
incredibly beautiful as a pregnant woman, and he wanted to feel her all
over.  She stood up and told him to go ahead, and he started running his
hands over her body, starting with her protruding belly.  He caressed her
swollen breasts and pinched her areolas gently, and her nipples stiffened
instantly.  He stood behind her and put his arms around her, cupping her
breasts and lifting them, then bouncing them heavily in his hands.  He
moved his arms down so he could lift her pregnant belly a little, making
her gasp in surprise before he let it return to its usual position.  She
could feel his erect penis through his pants, touching the curve of her ass
as he stood behind her, so she knew he was excited to be touching her.  She
was still completely naked, just wearing high heels.  He asked her to sit
down on the bed, and he stood in front of her and told her quietly, "I was
abused when I was a little boy.  My mother sodomized me with a flashlight
for a year before the state took me away to a foster home.  She was
pregnant with my sister most of the time she was hurting me, and I came to
hate the sight of her.  I'm OK with it now, but the only way I can get any
sexual pleasure is to abuse a pregnant woman, like she's my mother.  It's
the only way I can get any satisfaction for what she did to me.  Do you
understand what I'm saying...  what I'm asking?"

   Holly was looking up at him with sympathy.  She was filled with a desire
to help the poor man, because she considered child abuse the worst thing
anyone could do to anyone else -- so she lay back and lifted her legs in
the air.  With her huge belly, that wasn't easy for her to do, but she
wanted to help Jeff conquer his demons, so she opened her legs wide apart,
exposing the two holes between her legs, and told him softly, "You can do
whatever you want...  whatever you need to do to me...  take it out on
me... I want to help you..." Jeff reached into his back pocket and took out
a five-cell flashlight, about 14 inches long.  He held it by the reflector,
then leaned down and put the other end against Holly's anus.  He looked
down at her, hesitating, and she nodded slightly -- and then she screamed
as he forced the flashlight up her ass.  "I hate you, Mama," he muttered
under his breath as he started to ream Holly's ass with the shaft of the
flashlight.  He rammed it into her anus again and again, and Holly grunted
in pain with each thrust.  Her high heels were dangling in the air,
bouncing around as her body jerked back and forth from the force of his
thrusts.  Holly's whole body went rigid as sharp pains cut through her like
a knife, radiating out from her asshole.  The flashlight scraped against
the walls of her rectum again and again, irritating her hemorrhoids and
making her whimper desperately as the burning pain flared through her rear
end.  It felt like her ass was on fire, and she wanted to scream at Jeff
and beg him to stop -- but she bit her tongue, trying to allow him to
achieve the closure he needed from the horrible abuse he had taken and
survived.

   Finally the reaming slowed down, then stopped, with the flashlight still
in Holly's rectum.  She was breathing fast and shallow, trying to get
control of her body after Jeff's assault.  He had dropped to his knees and
lowered his head, crumpled on the floor between Holly's raised legs.  She
reached down carefully, wincing as the flashlight shifted inside her, and
got hold of the reflector, then slowly pulled the long shaft of the
flashlight out of her anus, grunting in pain as it raked the sensitive
surfaces of her hemorrhoids.  The shaft was covered with her blood, and she
dropped it on the floor, then lowered her legs and lay back on the bed,
exhausted from her ordeal.  In a few minutes Jeff roused himself, looking
around blankly for a moment before he remembered where he was.  He looked
up at Holly, with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed, and he
scrambled quickly to his feet and asked her if she was OK.  She gave him a
little smile and said yes, and he told her how grateful he was to her.  He
took some tissues and tried to clean some of the blood out of Holly's
asshole and around her anus, and then he grabbed the flashlight and wiped
it off and jammed it in his pocket.  He mumbled his thanks again as he
moved quickly to the door and out into the hall.

   CHAPTER 61: Holly's Tricks Get Nasty

   The third man came into Holly's room a short time after Jeff left.  She
stood up and smiled, but she stopped smiling when he held up his fist and
told her its name was "God," and her name was "fuckhole." Before she could
tell him just what she thought of that idea, he slapped her face hard
enough to fling her back onto the bed.  She landed heavily, her pregnant
belly bouncing around like a huge mound of jello.  Her swollen breasts
bounced up and hit under her chin, knocking her head back against the wall
with a loud bang.  Holly was a little dazed, and the next thing she saw was
the man grabbing her ankles off the floor and raising them as he spread her
legs apart.  She started to struggle, but he wedged himself in between her
open legs and raised his knee and forced it in under her belly, just above
her pussy.  It hurt, and Holly started to scream, but the man increased the
pressure, and her scream turned into a gasp of surprise and pain.  He let
go of her ankles, telling her to keep her legs in the air, and she tried to
obey, but holding her legs in the air put great strain on her stomach
muscles, and with her pregnancy, it just hurt too much.  She felt her legs
weakening and starting to fall slowly toward the floor, but then the man
shoved his knee into her belly, hard, and Holly grunted in pain.  The big
mound of flesh bounced around before it settled back into place, and Holly
grunted again from the strain as she tried to lift her legs higher.  The
man stepped back a little and inserted four fingers in her pussy, making
Holly gasp in surprise.  He worked his thumb inside her vagina, and then he
curled his fingers and thumb together and started to fist-fuck her with his
arm.  "How does it feel, fuckhole, getting screwed by God?" Holly's cunt
was dry, and the fist was incredibly painful as it pistoned into her soft
tissues again.  The walls of her vagina were burning as the man's
fingernails raked over them, and Holly couldn't catch her breath.  The man
laughing now, and fucking her faster his whole arm moving in and out
between her legs like a huge erect penis, his fist feeling like the head of
the penis as he gave her a good hard screwing.  The man muttered, "God
loves you, fuckhole," and Holly could feel her insides shifting with each
thrust of his arm.  Her pregnant belly looked like it was bulging from the
inside.  After a few more strokes, the man jerked his hand out of Holly's
twat, and she saw it was streaked with her blood.  "Not quite the Blood of
the Lamb -- just some blood from a fuckhole.  God enjoys it when fuckholes
bleed," he said, looking down at her.  He wiped his hand across Holly's
protruding belly, leaving a lot of blood on her skin, and then he turned
and strode out the door.  He had only been in the room a few minutes, but
it seemed like hours to Holly.  She lay on the bed, finally lowering her
legs to the floor, and she got more tissues to clean up the blood.  Her
pussy was bleeding like it did at the sex party, and she swabbed it out
with handfuls of wadded tissues until the bleeding slowed down.

   Holly was laying on the bed resting when the fourth and last man for the
night came in.  He sat down on the bed beside her and smiled at her and
told her his name was Roy, and she returned his smile, liking him
immediately -- but then he told her what he wanted to do to her, and the
smile froze on her face.  In a very pleasant voice, Roy said to her, "I
want to whip you until I draw blood, and then you will lick my ass and
thank me for hurting you.  Can you do that?  I won't touch you unless you
tell me you want it," Holly started crying, knowing she had to go through
with this, knowing how much it was going to hurt and humiliate her.  But
the itch that filled her body, the deep sexual need that had been ramped up
by the drugs David was feeding her, was something she could not deny.  Even
as her mind recoiled from the words Roy was speaking, her body embraced
them.  She could feel her pussy starting to get hot and creamy between her
legs, and her buttocks were already twitching, anticipating the beating she
was going to receive.  She stood up, and so did he, and then she got on her
hands and knees on the bed, and Roy pushed her head down so it was resting
on the bed, and her big round ass was sticking up in the air.  He asked
her, "Do you want it?" and Holly closed her eyes and said, "Yes, I want
it...  I want it..." There was a sharp slap as the cane hit her ass, and
Holly's whole body went rigid as the pain shot through her buttocks.  The
cane raised an immediate red welt that started to bleed, and Holly felt her
eyes filling with tears.  The second stroke was a little below the first
one, and Holly screamed -- she couldn't help it.  The third stroke landed
at the top of Holly's ass crack, and another scream was ripped from her
throat.  She was panting, trying to control her breathing, but the searing
pain was too much for her, and she started sobbing and gasping for breath
as the next stroke landed at the top of her thighs, raising twin welts on
the back of her legs.

   Holly's beating continued until she had received twenty strokes from the
cane.  Her big round ass was a mess, covered with long red welts and
bleeding a lot.  But Roy wasn't through with her.  He pulled her off the
bed, and told her to squat beside it.  Holly's eyes were filled with tears
and her nose was running, but she tried to obey.  Squatting is terribly
difficult and painful for a pregnant woman, especially in her ninth month,
and Holly groaned as she tried to squat beside the bed.  Her knees were
splayed wide apart and her big belly was hanging down almost to the floor.
Roy told her to cross her arms under her breasts, and Holly did as she was
told, crossing her arms in front of her so her forearms were parallel, and
her swollen tits were elevated.  Roy told her he was going to whip her
breasts, and asked for permission.  Holly felt a wave of nausea sweep over
her, She didn't want him to hurt her breasts, but she felt totally
powerless -- and the drugs in her system impelled her toward any sexual
activity, even if it hurt.  She heard herself saying, "Yes, I want it,,, I
want it a lot..." as she looked up at him.  Roy nodded and took a step
back, then whipped the cane through the air and gave Holly a stroke across
the top of her breasts.  She screamed hoarsely, looking down at her chest
as a deep red welt appeared across the top of her swollen tits.  Blood
seeped from it, but before Holly could react, another stroke landed on the
front of her boobs, just below her areolas, and another scream was torn
from her throat.  She was rigid with pain and shock, her hands gripping her
elbows so tight, the thought she might break a finger.  The cane whipped
through the air again, and this time it landed on the undersides of her big
jugs, making them bounce upward before they settled back in place heavily,
jiggling like bowls of jelly.  Holly was sobbing, but she froze with fear
and pain as two quick strokes hit just above and below her areolas, adding
two more welts to the damaged flesh of her breasts.  Roy moved the tip of
the cane to her nipples and poked them, making Holly cringe with fear.  She
wanted to breast-feed her baby, and she was terrified that her breasts
might be damaged so badly that she wouldn't be able to nurse.  She
unconsciously lifted her arms and covered her breasts protectively -- and
then she screamed horribly as the cane whipped down on the back of her
neck. That painful stroke was followed quickly by another that landed on
her shoulder blades, and Holly screamed again, hoarse and ugly.  She put
her arms back down where they belonged, exposing her breasts again, and Roy
whispered, "Good girl," just as he gave her a stroke that landed directly
across her nipples.  Holly felt her breath leave her as her body tensed up
all over.  The pain was the worst she had ever felt, that special pain only
a girl can feel, carrying with it the feeling of failure and inadequacy of
a mother who wouldn't be able to breast-feed her baby.  Holly's sobs filled
the room, and it was a few minutes before she realized that the beating had
stopped.

   Holly looked up and saw Roy rubbing his cock, masturbating slowly as he
looked down at her abused body.  He was standing over her, one hand cupping
his scrotum as he massaged his balls while he rubbed his big cock, bringing
his erection to full length.  His hard cock was twelve inches long and very
wide, and it looked like a baseball bat in his hand.  Holly stared at his
face for a moment, but it was difficult to take her eyes off the throbbing
cock.  In spite of the pain she had suffered, in spite of the welts
bleeding all over her body, Holly felt her vagina creaming like made
between her legs.  She wanted the cock so bad, she could actually feel her
nipples stiffening, in spite of the damage inflicted on them.  She put her
hands under her massive tits and lifted them, making the welts ooze more
blood as she moved her breasts, and she looked up at Roy and said softly,
"Please cum...  oh god, please cum on my tits...  I want you so bad... 
need it so bad..." Roy groaned and reached his climax, and his cock spurted
thick white sperm all over Holly's abused breasts.  Some semen hit Holly in
the face and got in her hair as the cock continued to pump jism on her. 
She reached up and put her left hand on top of Roy's hand that was on his
scrotum, squeezing desperately, wanting his cum so much.  Roy quickly moved
his hand and pushed Holly's hand up around his balls, and as she squeezed
hard, his cock unleashed another huge spurt of semen that hit Holly's
forehead and ran down into her eyes.  Her mouth was open, capturing some of
his sperm so she could swallow it, and some of the jism from her eyes oozed
down over her nose into her nostrils, and Holly sniffed it up her nose and
swallowed it gratefully.  Roy stuck the head of his cock in her mouth and
rubbed the shaft slowly, and another gush of cum flooded over Holly's
tongue and down her throat.  Her lips were wrapped around the cock as she
sucked, her cheeks caving in as she worked to get every drop of his sperm
into her mouth so she could swallow it.  Her whole body felt like a sperm
receptacle for him, and she sucked as hard as she could, milking his cock
for his precious juice.

   Finally the cock slid out of Holly's mouth, and she knew he was done. 
The pain of her injuries flooded back into her head, and she groaned in
pain and humiliation as she thought about what had happened to her in this
room.  When David arrived to take her home, she was curled up on the bed
with her arms wrapped protectively around the big mound of her pregnant
belly.  Her welts were bleeding and she was covered with bruises and sweat.
It took David half an hour to clean her up enough to take her home.

   CHAPTER 62: Last Episode of the Season

   Holly started crying when David told her what he had planned for the
rest of the week, saying she just couldn't take any more abuse.  They were
in the car on the way home after her first night there, and David had to
talk fast to convince her to go back.  She just wanted to let her wounds
heal so she could have her baby in ten days, but David kept telling her
this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her, a chance to have some
great sex and relieve some of the stress in her life, and when that
argument didn't work, David fell back on his old reliable mantra -- "Show
me how much you love me." It worked again, and Holly agreed to go back --
which convinced David that she really was the dumbest whore in history. 
What a slut!  No brains at all.  But that was fine for David -- he would be
making more money this week than he ever had in his life, and he didn't
have to DO anything except drop his little whore off and pick after she
turned some tricks for him.

   David took Holly back to the whorehouse every night for a week.  She
spent every day at the studio, from her 6 AM makeup call to the final shot,
which was usually around 7 PM, and then David drove her to Spelling's
whorehouse for the evening.  David knew this was his last chance to make
money by pimping Holly while she was pregnant, and he set her up with five
men on each of the first two nights, then six men each night for the rest
of the week.  Every night when he picked her up, she looked worse than the
night before.  One night he found her with two long cuts down the sides of
her breasts, like from the point of a knife, and she told him one of the
men had used a box cutter on her.  He had threatened to cut off her
breasts, but she had begged him for half an hour, and he just cut the sides
of her tits.  Another night David found Holly on the floor, laying in a
pool of her own vomit, and she told him one of the men had forced her to
lick his ass while he squatted over her, with her laying on her back on the
floor -- then he made her suck on his anus until some feces ran down into
her mouth, and when she tried to swallow them, she threw up.  But the last
night was the worst.  David found Holly on her knees on the floor with her
arms around her pregnant belly, bleeding from cuts all over the big mound.
One of the men had gone crazy, threatening to slash her face, and she had
calmed him down by offering to suck him off, but after he ejaculated in her
mouth, he called her "the Devil's whore" and took out a knife and started
cutting her belly.  The floor was covered with blood, and David called a
doctor whom he knew to be discreet, then took Holly home after the doctor
got the bleeding stopped and the cuts bandaged.

   Holly made it in to the studio the next day, April 26, the last day of
shooting for the last episode of the season, in which her character Piper
would give birth.  It took a LOT of makeup to hide the damage that had been
inflicted on her body by the men at the whorehouse, and a few people asked
some embarrassing questions, but somehow she got through the filming.  She
could feel her baby shifting down lower in her pelvis, and she knew
something was going to happen soon.  The last scene was completed early,
around noon, and the moment it was done, Holly's water broke.  Perfect
timing!  She had a contraction, and by the time David brought his car
around, she had another one, so it was time to go to the hospital.  David
told everyone on the set that he and Holly wanted to be alone for the
birth, so no one came with them.  Holly called Shannen and asked her to
meet them, but the address David gave her didn't sound like a hospital, and
when they got there, it was a private clinic.  David told Holly it was OK,
he had a doctor and nurse standing by, with all the facilities of a
hospital -- but he wanted a video of the birth, and he had two guys there
to handle the video camera and the lighting and sound.  Holly said that was
OK, and just then Shannen arrived, and they all went in together.

   CHAPTER 63: Holly's "Sexy" Delivery

   What David didn't tell Holly was that he had plans to sell the videotape
-- to as many websites as he could line up.  This would bring in a huge wad
of cash because Holly was so well-known from "Charmed," and also because
the topless pictures of her from "A Reason to Believe" were already all
over the internet and had made her a popular target for porn collectors. 
Those guys would have their tongues hanging out to see her actually giving
birth.  David had already lined up 22 websites that were paying him $5,000
each to post the video -- that was more than $100,000!  He had contacted
distributors that handle the porn theatre circuits and pay-per-view
machines at adult bookstores, and Holly's delivery would be ready for
viewing at some of them as early as an hour after he delivered the tape to
them.  Of course Holly would find out about the tape, and it would make her
die a little inside, a lot worse than the topless pictures from "A Reason
to Believe" -- the tape was going to expose her body completely, and
destroy the privacy and intimacy of the most previous moment in a woman's
live.  But David would just tell her the tape got stolen, and the stupid
slut would believe him because -- well, because she was stupid.  There
never seemed to be a shortage of stupid girls around, with nice tits, wet
cunts, and empty heads -- and Shannen was another perfect example.  David
had talked to her the day before about his plans to videotape the birth,
but of course had not told her what he was going to do with the tape.  He
convinced her the tape would be just for him and Holly to remember the
birth, and told her he had some ideas to make it more exciting.  Shannen
loved his ideas, and said she would go along with everything.

   Shannen helped Holly into the maternity suite and got her into bed. 
Holly felt something inside her vagina, and she opened her legs and put two
fingers in her pussy and found a wad of what looked like snot, slightly
bloody.  It was her mucus plug.  The mucus plug accumulates in the cervix
during pregnancy, and when the cervix begins to open, the mucus is
discharged into the vagina.  She wrapped it in some tissue and disposed of
it, and Shannen grinned and said it wouldn't be long now.  Holly's
contractions were still ten minutes apart, so there was some time.  Shannen
sat and held her hand and talked to her through her next two contractions,
which were getting stronger and closer together.  David came in with the
two technicians who would be operating the video camera and setting up the
lighting and sound, and introduced them to Holly and Shannen.  They wanted
to get some pre-birth shots, so Shannen sat on the bed and talked with
Holly while the men got set up and shot some video for the next hour. 
Holly had three more contractions, and the crew got some closeups of her
face contorted with pain.  The contractions were only six minutes apart
now, and it was time to move Holly to the delivery room.  Two nurses came
in and rolled the bed down the hall, with Shannen walking beside it,
holding Holly's hand.  Shannen stopped outside the delivery room so the bed
could be wheeled inside.

   In the delivery room, Holly's feet were lifted into the stirrups,
elevating and spreading her legs apart.  The usual draping of a sheet over
her legs for modesty was omitted because of the video camera -- it would
impede the view of the actual birth.  Holly looked around for Shannen --
and was surprised to see her standing outside the delivery room, taking off
her clothes...?  She took off her sneakers and jeans, then pulled her
t-shirt over her head and took off her thong, and she was naked.  She
kicked her clothes over in the corner, then leaned down and put on a pair
of red ankle strap pumps with five-inch heels.  She happened to catch
Holly's eyes, and she grinned as she saw the look of bewilderment on
Holly's face.  Shannen came over by the delivery bed and took Holly's hand
and told her David had made some special arrangements -- this was going to
be a "sexy" delivery, and the video would be something very special for
Holly and David to keep forever.  Holly glanced behind Shannen and saw that
the doctor and two nurses were also stripping.  One of the nurses was a
real knockout, five feet ten with very long legs and petite breasts, and
the other was about Shannen's height, five feet four, but with huge boobs
that hung down heavily like cantaloupes.  She had a tiny waist and wide
flaring hips, and she looked like she needed to be fucked.  The doctor was
in good shape, and his soft cock hung between his legs like a snake.  It
was nine inches even when it was soft, and Shannen looked at it with a
grin, wondering how big it would be when it was hard.

   The doctor stood beside the delivery bed, completely naked now, and
asked Holly to lean forward.  He reached for the ties in the back of
Holly's hospital gown.  "This needs to come off for the video," he said
gently, untying the ties and helping Holly remove the thin gown.  Now Holly
was naked like the rest of the people in the room -- and it made her feel
excited.  The whole idea appealed to the rebel in Holly, and she looked
down at the big globes of her milk-swollen breasts, with the huge mound of
her pregnant belly below them -- and suddenly she felt like kicking some
ass.  She had seen some friends' videos of their babies' births, looking
mostly like a train wreck, with video cameras bouncing around and the
images jerky and out of focus.  She would show them how it's done, with a
good crew and some really good photography -- and some ACTION instead of
just watching the pregnant woman laying there screaming while everybody
tells her to push.  This just might be fun.  Shannen bent over and picked
up another pair of red ankle strap pumps with five-inch heels, like the
ones she was wearing, and lifted Holly's feet out of the stirrups so she
could slip them on.  Shannen buckled the straps around Holly's ankles, and
Holly put her feet back in the stirrups, with the pointy toes of her high
heels sticking up in the air.  She grinned at Shannen, and both girls could
hardly wait for the fun to begin.

   A contraction hit Holly, and she gripped Shannen's hand hard.  It felt
like a full-body cramp, starting in her midsection and spreading throughout
her body.  She was breathing fast and shallow, and she realized the video
camera was on her, with the red light on.  The lights were picking up every
detail of the scene, and she managed to smile tightly through the pain. 
Looking into the camera, she said, a little breathlessly, "Hi, I'm Holly
Marie Combs and I'm about to have a baby -- want to watch?" She grinned
into the camera, then grimaced as the contraction got worse.  Shannen held
her hand until it ended, then wiped the sweat off Holly's face.  Her
breasts were sweaty, too, so Shannen ran the towel over Holly's big globes,
making her grin.  Shannen put the towel down and ran both hands over
Holly's boobs, and Holly closed her eyes and mewled softly.  Shannen had
tiny hands and her touch felt like angel's breath, and Holly just lost
herself in the moment.  She felt her nipples getting incredibly stiff, so
hard they hurt, and she looked down and saw they were sticking straight up
like fingers on her chest, so long and thick that she couldn't believe it.
Shannen rolled them between her fingers lightly, and Holly moaned with deep
satisfaction.  Shannen ran one hand over Holly's huge belly, then down
between her legs to her slit, and Holly opened her legs a little and thrust
her groin against Shannen's hand.  Shannen stuck two fingers in her pussy,
and Holly gasped and closed her eyes as Shannen swished her fingers around
inside her itching cunt.  Shannen put her thumb on Holly's clit and just
moved it slightly, and Holly moaned as an orgasm washed over her, leaving
her gasping and smiling.  Shannen grinned as she took her fingers out of
Holly's pussy and brought them to her nose and smelled Holly's fragrance,
then wiped her fingers down Holly's cheek.  Holly caught Shannen's hand and
kissed it gratefully.

   CHAPTER 64: Holly Gets Fucked During Her Labor

   The two nurses stepped up next to Holly, one on either side, and leaned
down and started licking her breasts.  Holly smiled and put her arms around
them, cradling their heads as they found her nipples and started to suck.
Colostrum flowed heavily out of Holly's swollen, ripe breasts, and the
nurses swallowed it as the nursed.  Holly moved her arms down so she could
touch the nurses' hanging tits, squeezing them and pinching the nipples
while she suckled them.  Another contraction hit, and Holly breathed faster
as she tried to get through the pain -- but the nurses never stopped
sucking her nipples, and Holly was in heaven.  The contraction eased off,
and Holly looked at the doctor.  She opened her legs a little and said to
him, "I guess it'll be a while before the baby comes, doctor...  want to
use my vagina for something else?" She raised her hips a little, and the
doctor didn't need another invitation.  He stepped over between Holly's
legs and stared down at her gaping pussy, and then his body jerked a little
as he felt a hand on his penis.  Shannen was on her knees in front of him,
and she took his penis in her mouth and sucked it hard.  It only took a
minute or so, and the doctor pulled out of her mouth with a 14-inch
erection.  Shannen guided the cock to Holly's slit, then inserted the head
of the big cock and helped the doctor penetrate her best friend.  Holly
made a sound, half groan and half moan, as she felt the cock filling her
birth canal.  It was as big as a baseball bat, and she opened her legs all
she could, her whole body flowering open to receive the cock meat.  The
doctor started to fuck her with very deep strokes that brought the head of
his cock up against her cervix, which was already dilated a little, and she
could actually FEEL the head of the cock enter her uterus and touch her
baby!  Holly's mind exploded, and then she had an orgasm that made her feel
like she was going crazy.  Every nerve in her body was on fire as she
lifted her feet out of the stirrups and wrapped her legs around her fucker,
crossing her ankles and holding him tight as he gave her four more quick
orgasms, each one bigger than the one before.  He leaned down close to her
face and whispered, "Tell me how much you want it," and Holly looked
straight at him and gasped, "Ohhh god, I need to be fucked like this... 
big cock, so big...  please don't stop...  screw the shit out of me..." The
doctor speeded up his thrusts as Holly moaned louder and louder, and
suddenly she farted explosively, filling the room with the pungent odor of
gas from her bowels, and then there was a wet, bubbly sound as some shit
was forced out of her anus onto the sheets.  Holly was hardly aware of what
had happened -- the heavenly feeling of the cock in her pussy blocked out
all other thoughts, so she closed her eyes and tightened her legs around
the doctor as he got ready to cum.  He thrust his cock into her uterus and
shot his load, and Holly had an orgasm as his thick sperm pumped into her
womb and washed over the soft skin of her unborn baby.  She looked up at
him and smiled a little as she said, "You really did fuck the shit out of
me." The doctor was breathing fast as he finished cumming inside her, and
he patted her on the head and said, "Good girl," then pulled his throbbing
cock out of her twat.  Shannen was still there on her knees, and she caught
the leaking cock in her mouth and started to suck the last of the semen
into her mouth so she could swallow it.  Her cheeks caved in and slurping
sounds came from her lips as she worked hard to capture every drop of the
precious warm jism.  She had both hands on the doctor's scrotum, squeezing
rhythmically, milking his testicles for more semen, wanting it all in her
mouth and her stomach.

   When the fucking was finished, the nurses helped Holly stand up so the
dirty sheets could be changed.  Her bleeding hemorrhoids made the excrement
all bloody, and it was a real mess on the bed.  The smell of Holly's feces
was so strong, the nurses sprayed a lot of air freshener around the room
after the new sheets were put on the bed.  Shannen took some tissues and
got down on her knees behind Holly and gently wiped her ass clean, which
took some time because her hemorrhoids were still bleeding a little, then
she helped Holly get back into the delivery bed just as another contraction
hit her.  This was a strong one, and both nurses helped Shannen hold
Holly's hands and arms until it passed.  The muscular exertion of getting
fucked so close to her delivery time had tired Holly out, so she lay there
for a few minutes, resting, while the video crew got some good shots of her
nakedness.  Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch up on her
breathing, and her swollen breasts were rising and falling fast, jiggling
lewdly as they bounced around on her chest like two basketballs, They just
looked so BIG.  Holly was so petite, only five feet two, the massive globes
of her tits looked like she had gotten huge implants, like a stripper.

   The video crew wanted to get another fuck session on tape, but it was
too soon for the doctor to get another erection after he screwed Holly. 
The cameraman looked at the sound technician, who was about 25 and very
muscular, and the guy went over to Holly and asked her if it would be OK if
he fucked her.  She was still horny because of the sex drugs in her system,
and she smiled up at him and told him she'd love it.  But she didn't want
his penis blocking her vagina with the birth so imminent, so she asked if
he would mind fucking her in the ass.  The guy grinned and told her, "My
favorite place," and asked her to raise her feet out of the stirrups.  The
two nurses stood on either side of Holly and helped her lift her legs
enough to expose her buttocks, rolling the mound of her big belly back
toward her head.  The nurses held her legs in place while the technician
unzipped his jeans and took out his penis.  It was already starting to get
hard, and he rubbed it a little, but then Shannen got down on her knees in
front of him.  She looked up at him and grinned as she said, "Let me take
care of this for you," then she took his cock in her mouth and started to
suck.  He held her head in place and started thrusting, and in a moment he
pulled out of her mouth with a huge erection.  His cock was 12 inches long
and very wide, and Shannen kissed the head of it gratefully, then guided it
to the tiny brown hole below Holly's pussy.  Her anus was still bleeding a
little, but Shannen used the blood as lubricant, smearing the head of the
cock with blood before she positioned it against Holly's tight little
asshole.  Shannen cupped the guy's scrotum in her hand and said softly to
him, "Push," and he penetrated Holly's ass with one stroke.  But her
hemorrhoids were exposed and raw, and Holly screamed in pain as the big
cock filled her rectum.  Anal pain is like no other pain in the world, and
Holly's face was suddenly covered with sweat.  Her whole body went rigid,
every muscle clenched tight as she tried to fight through the pain.  It
wasn't quite as bad as her contractions, but it was damn close.  Her legs
were sticking straight up in the air, with her high heels pointing at the
ceiling and jerking with every little movement as the guy worked his cock
deeper in Holly's anus.  He couldn't believe how TIGHT she was -- her
rectum was gripping his erection like a hand wrapped around his cock, and
he could feel his penis throbbing as it hardened even more inside her. 
Shannen still had her hand on his scrotum, massaging his testicles gently
as he tried to work his cock as deep in Holly's ass as he could.  Finally
Shannen's fingers touched Holly's ass as the cock reached full penetration,
and the guy pulled out a little, then started thrusting into her, with
Shannen keeping her hand on his balls, urging him along.  Holly grunted
with pain on each stroke, gripping the nurses' hands so tight that her
knuckles were white.  She was making a sound in her throat, a low moan
tinged with a growl -- she loved the feeling of the cock in her ass, but
the pain was just so hard to bear.  Every nerve in her rectum felt like it
was being rubbed with sandpaper because her hemorrhoids were so raw and
sensitive, and she was sweating heavily as her fucker enjoyed her warm,
wet, tight little asshole.  He was thrusting like a stallion, and Holly's
whole body was jiggling with each stroke of the cock, her high heels
jerking back and forth, her huge tits wobbling like overfilled balloons
bouncing around on her chest.  The guy was really reaming Holly's ass,
thrusting into her bowels as hard as he could, excited by Shannen's hand
squeezing his testicles, urging him to drive his cock deeper into Holly's
hot little asshole.  She was moaning continuously now, partly from the
thrill of the cock and partly from the pain of her hemorrhoids.  She was
thrusting her hips to meet each stroke of the cock, and she felt Shannen's
hand touching her ass at the bottom of each stroke.  Shannen was still on
her knees so Holly couldn't see her, but it drove Holly crazy to think
about Shannen watching her getting screwed like this, and actually helping
the guy fuck her in the ass.

   Suddenly Holly yelped and her body stiffened -- she was having a
contraction WHILE she was being fucked in the ass.  She couldn't believe
this!  She looked at the nurses with panic on her face -- would her baby be
OK?  Then the contraction took hold of her, gripping her body like a vise,
and Holly clenched all her muscles, trying to ride out the contraction --
and as she clenched her ass, her fucker let out a loud moan and his eyes
opened wide.  Holly's anal ring and rectum were gripping the cock as the
contraction continued, and the intensity of the contact between them was
like nothing either of them had EVER felt before.  She was doing her
shallow breathing, air going in and out very fast as the pain of the
contraction shot through her body, and she couldn't believe the sensation
in her ass -- it was like a horse was fucking her, a huge cock bigger than
her arm, bigger than her leg.  The strain of clenching her muscles had
sharpened her senses, and she could feel every inch of the big cock as it
moved inside her body.  The grip of her anal muscles was so tight, she felt
like her whole body was making love to the cock, and it made her a little
crazy.  She stared at her fucker, and he stared back at her, raw lust
shining in their eyes, never wanting this feeling to end.  He was thrusting
the full length of his erection in and out of Holly's sweet hot anus, the
head of the cock almost falling out of her asshole as he pulled back, then
his pubic hair brushing against her ass as he thrust as deeply into her as
he possibly could.  His cock was tearing the walls of Holly's rectum and
colon, making her hemorrhoids bleed heavily, and the pain was like a razor
blade had been shoved up her ass, but she just didn't care about anything
but the hotness and the tightness of her ass.

   Finally the contraction eased off, and Holly's fucker groaned and thrust
into her one more time before he ejaculated like a horse, pumping his huge
load deep into her bowels, pushing his erection inside her as far as he
could while he was cumming.  Holly had an orgasm as she felt her intestines
filling with his thick jism, and she closed her eyes and floated on the
heavenly feeling as she had three more hard orgasms that left her
breathless and covered with sweat.  She felt like she had run a marathon,
and every muscle in her body was aching and burning.  The man finally
pulled his cock out of Holly's ass, dribbling some cum on the floor before
Shannen quickly took the cock in her mouth and started sucking, wanting the
rest of his sperm for herself.  The cock was streaked with Holly's blood
from her hemorrhoids and bits of her feces, but Shannen didn't care -- she
wanted semen in her mouth, and she got it as she squeezed the man's balls
and was rewarded with a big gush of hot sperm that she swallowed
gratefully. When he was finished cumming, Shannen stood up slowly, with
strings of sperm on her face and hair and breasts, and she leaned over
Holly's face and kissed her, then let her lick some of the sperm off her
face and breasts.  The girls grinned at each other -- this was so HOT! 
They both felt like little hotties, each trying to act sluttier than the
other and loving every minute of it.

   CHAPTER 65: David's Little Secret

   David was sitting in one corner of the delivery room, watching his wife
and her best friend acting like whores.  He couldn't believe how big
Holly's pregnant belly was -- it looked like she was going to explode any
minute.  Seeing her panting and sweating through a contraction while she
was being fucked in the ass was about the hottest thing he had ever seen --
her face got flushed such a deep red, he really thought she might pass out.
And Shannen was working like a little whore, too -- sucking the men's cocks
to get them nice and hard so they could screw Holly, then taking their
cocks straight out of Holly's slimy cunt or bleeding ass into her slutty
little mouth.  Watching Shannen suck a cock that was covered with blood
from Holly's hemorrhoids was enough to give any man a huge erection, and
David's cock had been throbbing in his pants for quite a while.  And the
way Shannen slurped down the cum that was left in the men's cocks after
they finished screwing Holly!  Both men had dumped their loads inside
Holly, filling her cunt and her rectum with their thick, creamy jism -- but
Shannen was still able to squeeze their testicles and milk more sperm out
of their cocks for her to swallow.  She seemed to LOVE the taste of semen
-- couldn't get enough of it, gulping it down like it was the sweetest
nectar, instead of the foul-tasting slimy juice from the same hole that the
man used for pissing.  David had always thought that cumming in a girl's
mouth was like pissing down her throat -- using her body like a piece of
equipment in a bathroom, emptying his cock into her dirty little mouth like
it was a dirty toilet, except instead of urine, he dumped the filthy crap
that his cock spewed out like lava when a slutty little whore got him
excited.  There was no feeling quite like the inside of a girl's mouth
wrapped around his cock when he started to cum -- those hot little twitches
that preceded a climax, then the flood of satisfaction as he had his
orgasm. And then the best part, as his big dick released the first spurt of
jism into the girl's waiting, willing mouth.  She usually jerked her head
as the sperm hit the back of her throat, involuntarily trying to reject the
sour juices that were never meant to go anywhere except her slimy little
cunt -- and then she overcame her body's natural disgust for the sticky
liquid and started to swallow it willingly, gulping it down like it was ice
cream, sucking on the cock to get every drop of semen into her dirty mouth
so she could prove what a filthy whore she was by swallowing it.  There was
no sexual act between a man and a girl that was dirtier or more degrading
than the little bitch accepting the man's jism willingly, even gratefully,
smiling up at him as she licked his sperm off her lips, thankful that she
was lucky enough to be chosen to receive the gift of the his bodily fluids.

   David rubbed his cock through his pants as Holly and Shannen smiled at
each other.  He felt his cock stiffen as he remembered the report he had
received from Holly's OB-GYN after the B&D party a month ago.  He had taken
her in for an examination after she had taken the 18-inch dildo up her
snatch at the party, because she kept bleeding after the party.  When the
doctor called the next day, David took the call -- and the doctor told him
Holly's baby had died on injuries from trauma caused by a blunt object. 
David knew what had happened -- Holly had fucked herself so hard and so
deep with the dildo, it had penetrated her uterus and knocked her baby
around until it died.  He remembered how she had lifted her hips, then
plunged her body down on the dildo again and again, fucking herself while
the men watched and applauded.  The doctor had more information from the
examination -- the baby was a girl, perfectly healthy until it had been
killed inside the womb, and it had a strong African-American appearance,
with spatulate lips, receding forehead, and nappy hair.  David grinned
cruelly when he heard that -- Holly had gotten herself knocked up by a
nigger!  He remembered the sex parties where he had arranged for her to be
screwed only by niggers, spics, and chinks, hoping she would get pregnant
with a black- or brown- or yellow-skinned baby, knowing how it would
destroy her when she found out what she was carrying.  And now it had come
true!  David felt the rush of elation that a man only feels when he has
managed to degrade or humiliate a girl -- there's no greater feeling for a
man, a great rush that makes his head swim and his cock get hard.  David
had of course NOT told Holly about the doctor's phone call, wanting to wait
and spring the news on her when she least expected it.

   Now, sitting in the delivery room, David realized he wasn't going to
tell Holly -- not a word.  He had thought he would break the news so she
could have a therapeutic abortion to remove the dead fetus from her womb --
but now he had a much better idea.  He would let her go through labor and
give birth, only to find that her baby was stillborn.  His cock stiffened
at the thought of Holly going through all the pain and suffering of labor,
all the hours of sweating and hurting and getting through her contractions,
and then finally ending with the birth of a dead baby.  It was such a
freaky idea, he HAD to see it through.  So he sat there and watched as
another contraction hit Holly, and Shannen and the nurses held her hands
and helped her get through it as she did her fast breathing to handle the
intense pain.

   CHAPTER 66: One Last Fuck Before Giving Birth

   The contractions were only a few minutes apart now, and the birth was
imminent -- but as soon as she could speak after her contraction, Holly
said she wanted to be fucked one more time.  The sex booster drugs in her
system were ramping up her sex drive to a fever pitch, and she just didn't
care that she was about to give birth -- she wanted sex again, NOW!  But it
was too soon for the doctor or the sound technician to fuck her again --
and Holly looked at the cameraman and smiled.  The guy realized what was
going on, and he grinned as he handed the camera to the sound technician,
who kept it running while the guy stepped over to Holly.  He was around 30,
thin and wiry -- but when he unzipped his jeans and took out his penis,
Holly looked at it and gasped, then smiled at the guy.  His cock looked
like a length of garden hose, at least ten inches long, even though it was
only slightly erect.  Holly reached for it, and as she rubbed it, it
started to get hard.  She motioned for him to step closer so she could kiss
it, and it stiffened a little more.  Shannen pulled him around so she could
get down on her knees in front of him, and with Holly watching, she started
to suck the massive cock.  Holly put her hand on the guy's scrotum, and he
groaned with satisfaction as she squeezed his testicles gently.  Shannen
moaned a little as the cock got bigger in her mouth, and in a moment the
guy pushed her away.  His erection was fully 15 inches long, and Holly
looked at it like it was an idol for her to worship.  She pulled the guy's
arm to get him to step closer, and she gently held the shaft of his cock
while she kissed the large head.  She shivered a little with anticipation,
then looked up at him with her eyes shining.  "Will you please, oh, please
will you fuck me now...  I need you so bad...  please..." She stroked the
long shaft of the heavy cock, and the man leaned down and kissed her on the
lips.  Then he stepped around and stood between her legs.  She had her feet
back in the stirrups, with her high heels on the cold metal, and her legs
were spread wide apart so her pussy and her asshole were exposed.  The guy
brought the head of his cock to her slit, then penetrated her gently. 
Holly gasped and shuddered, knowing she was going to get a great ride.  She
thrust her hips forward, and the guy impaled her on his huge cock, sliding
the full length of it inside her body.  Her vagina was soaking wet with her
own secretions and some semen from her earlier fucking, but the guy's cock
was so long and thick, he had to force it a little, making Holly close her
eyes and moan as she had her first orgasm with him.  He pulled back a
little, then thrust into her again -- and another contraction started. 
Holly panicked, her eyes wide with fear, but her fucker took her hands in
his and held onto her, looking into her eyes as he said softly, "Stay with
me."

   The guy held his cock perfectly still inside Holly's body as the
contraction hit her, and she groaned as the pain enveloped her, contorting
her face into a mask of agony.  Just at that moment, the guy gave her a
little thrust -- and the muscles of her birth canal, already flexed with
the contraction, tightened a little more, gripping the cock like a steel
glove.  The guy closed his eyes as his cock stiffened, feeling like blue
steel, feeling like it was three feet long, buried deep in this little
slut's pussy.  He opened his eyes and saw the sweat pouring off her face
and body, saw her expression of pain as she tried to push.  The big cock
was blocking her birth canal, and the baby couldn't enter her vagina to be
born as long as the blockage was there.  Holly knew that -- but she needed
more cock, at least for a little while, so she tried not to push, and
finally the contraction ended.  She tried to catch her breath, nodding to
her fucker, letting him know it was OK to fuck her some more, and he began
thrusting into her like a horse.  Holly opened her legs a little wider,
raising her feet out of the stirrups so her high heels were dangling in the
air, jerking back and forth with each stroke of the cock in her pussy.  She
moaned continuously now, a low noise that came out of her throat like an
animal as she surrendered herself to the raw feeling in her twat.  Her
whole existence came down to just her vagina, and the way it was wrapped
around the most beautiful penis in the world, the biggest cock in the
universe.  She flowered her pregnant body open willingly, working so hard
to make her fucker happy, wrapping her legs around him and holding him
close against her.  He was almost ready to cum, and his cock was so long,
the head kept poking into her uterus.  She caught him at the bottom of a
stroke, with the head of his cock deep in her uterus, touching her baby,
and she moaned, "Please cum...  oh god oh god please cum in me...  need it
so bad...  need you to cum..." Her fucker groaned and held her hips in
place as he thrust even deeper into her womb, and then his cock exploded,
spewing thick creamy cum all over Holly's unborn baby.  She writhed back
and forth as one orgasm after another made her body convulse like she was
an epileptic.

   Now Shannen wanted some cum for herself, and she tugged on the guy's
arm, urging him backward.  She quickly got down on her knees as the cock
emerged from Holly's dripping cunt, and took it into her mouth.  It was
still spurting, cumming like mad, and Shannen moaned as the head popped out
of her mouth and a gush of semen hit her in the eyes.  She took the cock
back in her mouth with a groan, and after a moment she swallowed her first
mouthful of sperm.  She could feel the thick jism oozing down her cheeks as
she sucked, and she reached up and used her fingers to scoop it into the
corners of her mouth.  She wanted every drop of the precious juice, and she
made loud slurping noises as she sucked hard, her cheeks caving in from the
force of her sucking.  She heard Holly making some noises, and turned her
head enough so she could see that the nurses were holding Holly's hands as
she started to deliver her baby.  Shannen swallowed as fast as she could,
milking the cum from the cock, and finally it was all gone.  She pushed the
guy away and quickly stood up and took one of Holly's hands as Holly
grunted in pain.

   CHAPTER 67: Holly Gives Birth

   Holly was pushing hard now, and the doctor was standing between her
legs. He saw the baby's head, then the shoulders -- and he realized the
baby was black.  He glanced up at Holly's face, but her eyes were closed as
she grimaced in pain.  The doctor pulled gently on the baby -- and as it
emerged from Holly's gaping pussy, he realized the baby was dead.  He
motioned to one of the nurses to take it and wrap the body in a blanket,
and suddenly everyone in the room learned what David had known for several
weeks.  The doctor and the nurses and the video crew realized that Holly
Marie Combs, beautiful young white actress and TV star, had gone through
hours of labor for nothing.  Holly was still getting her breath, but then
she opened her eyes and asked if her baby was OK.  The doctor didn't say
anything, and she stared at him, then burst into tears.  It was like she
knew something terrible had happened, even before the doctor took her hand
and told her quietly that her baby was stillborn.  Holly started to wail, a
sound that wasn't nice to hear, like an animal, an ancient sound that early
humans made when they lost everything.  But then Holly asked to see her
baby, and the doctor told her that would be a bad idea, but Holly insisted,
and the tiny bundle was brought to her.  She cradled it in her arms,
sobbing, and then carefully pulled back the edge of the blanket.  There was
a long silence before Holly looked up, puzzlement showing on her face as
she said, "This is not my baby." The doctor told her it was, and Holly
moved her eyes from the doctor to the baby, then back again.  Speaking
slowly, as if she were talking to an idiot, she said, "Nooo, this is a
nigger baby.  This is not my baby.  Where is MY baby?!" She was almost
screaming, and the doctor shook his head and waited until she had calmed
down a little, then explained that this was the baby that had come from
Holly's womb.  Holly stared at him for a moment -- and then she THREW the
baby against the wall!  Still wrapped in the blanket, the baby's body fell
to the floor, and one of the nurses picked it up.  Holly was talking,
almost to herself.  "That can't be my baby because that's a fucking nigger
baby...  can't be mine -- wait...  oh god, that party...  those filthy men,
the niggers and the others...  they all fucked me...  oh god, I got knocked
up by a NIGGER!!" Her face twisted with revulsion as she looked down at her
deflated belly.  "Ohhh god, I had that piece of shit INSIDE me...  first
the nigger stuck his cock up my snatch and got me pregnant, then I had his
baby -- his fucking filthy horrible nigger baby that nobody would ever
want...  he got me dirty inside and I had a dirty nigger baby...  my
insides are filthy..." She started to hit her own stomach, beating herself
without pity, until the two nurses grabbed her arms and restrained her.
EPILOG: Holly and David Welcome Finley Arthur Donoho
The day after Holly gave birth, an announcement was released by her
publicist, stating briefly that she and her husband were at home with their
newborn son, Finley Arthur Donoho, born on April 26, 2004 at 1:30 PM in an
unspecified Los Angeles hospital.  His weight was seven pounds and eleven
ounces, and he was a healthy baby.  Holly was in good condition after
giving birth, and David was very happy to have a son, according to the

announcement.

   What was NOT in the announcement would have made a more sensational
story, but the truth would have ruined Holly's career, so it was swept away
in a flurry of news releases tracking Holly and David as they started their
time of proud parenthood.  There was no mention of the fact that Holly had
gotten up from the delivery table and attempted to dismember her daughter
-- the stillborn black baby she had just delivered -- using a surgical saw
she found in the delivery room.  She went a little crazy and had to be
restrained, and then she collapsed, her mind shredded by the reality that
she had actually gotten pregnant by a black boy and had his baby.  In her
mind, seeded by her racist family, there was nothing worse for a white girl
than any kind of sexual contact with a nigger, and getting pregnant with a
nigger baby was reason enough for any of her male relatives to kill her
rather than letting her bring the ultimate shame on the family by giving
birth to a piece of shit that had been implanted in her womb when she got
raped by some nigger buck.  It had to have been rape, because no white girl
would EVER willingly submit to a nigger boy.

   David took Holly home after the delivery.  Shannen came along, and while
she took Holly upstairs and got her into bed, David drove to a seedy area
in East Los Angeles and found what he was looking for -- a shanty on a
run-down street with trash filling the tiny front yard.  He had called some
people he knew, and they had tipped him off to this place.  There was no
door, just a rough opening in the front wall, and inside he found what he
was looking for -- a very young girl nursing a baby.  She was wearing
nothing except a pair of men's briefs, and her milk-swollen breasts hung
heavily from her emaciated chest as the baby nursed.  Her hair was long and
filthy, and she couldn't have weighed more than 90 pounds.  She was tiny,
about 4 feet 10, and she told David she was 15 years old.  Her skinny arms
were covered with needle marks, but she said she had stayed off drugs while
she was pregnant.  David doubted that, but he would have the baby tested
later, and if it was addicted, the deal would be canceled, and the whore
knew that.  Her baby was two days old, and she had delivered him herself,
laying on a dirty piece of cardboard in an alley.  A social worker had seen
some of what happened, and that's how David found out about the baby. 
David showed the whore five $100 bills, and she reached for them, but he
jerked them back and motioned for her to give him the baby.  She pulled his
lips away from her nipple and handed him over as he started to cry.  She
held out her palm, but David reached down and tucked the bills into the
front of her briefs, then moved his hand down and touched her slit.  She
quickly grabbed the money, then pulled the briefs down around her knees and
spread her legs, inviting him to use her any way he wanted.  But her ribs
were showing too plainly through her sallow skin for him to be interested
in touching her any more.  He pinched each of her nipples, then walked out
of the shack with his new son.
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