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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“SUE”

All I could do was stare at the ceiling. The guy I loved most in all the world hated me, and all this day promised was to make things worse. I had my own problems remembering that I had ‘special duty’ today as Carlos’ treat for who knows how many men to do whatever they wanted. And even though I had been preparing myself for this torment for three days now, Dave was going to get blindsided again. At least what I was headed for was considered somewhat normal sex; he was going to get used in a very unnatural way by many men. I had tried so hard to figure a way to make this all better for him, but nothing had come to me.

I could hear Dave in the kitchen, but was too ashamed to go see him. I’d been awake for a half hour now, and feared entering the real world. I went to the bathroom, grabbed his pill, and decided to get it over with. I knew him needing his fix that he wouldn’t be in a pleasant mood. As soon as I entered the kitchen, he turned away. I put his pill on the table and got a bowl of cereal. As I sat at the table to eat, he was taking his pill. I said one more time, “I’m so frigging sorry, Dave.” He started to say something belligerent, and I’d had enough.

“Alright,” I screamed, “I know I fucked up, but it isn’t the way you think. I didn’t set you up by using Heather. She was really just a gift to say I was sorry to you. I fucked up by calling Carlos from the house. It was his idea to come over here, and I didn’t even know until I got back and saw John in the car outside. But even though I didn’t set you up, I know I am still to blame for him finding out. At least blame me for the right thing.” I waited for some reply, but when he had none, at least I felt like I was being held accountable for the right thing.

I gave the pill an hour to kick in, and was thinking about telling him to run to try to escape what was in store for him today. I didn’t know which was riskier, so I did nothing. I noticed he was walking a little funny, so I asked what was wrong. He said ‘nothing too important’. But at least he said it in a civil tone. I told him I was going to refrain from instigating anything else for a few days, and that I was planning an end to our life in Florida. It was still an hour later before he said anything to me. I asked him if he believed me when I told him what really happened yesterday and he said half-heartedly, “Yes!”

I added that I knew he didn’t want to talk about it, but I had hoped he had a good time with Heather before Carlos showed up. I pointed out that she was a damn fine looking girl and that she had shaved just for him. I knew if he had time to think about what was going to happen today, that he would freak out really bad, so I diverted his attention. I told him that Carlos wanted us to clean up a drop off house for him, figuring that the job would be in another sleazy place like last time. He just swigged off the beer in front of him.

It had been almost four hours since I gave Dave his last pill, with two hours to go for the next. But I could feel Carlos on his way for us, so I opened a capsule and smashed it up real fine. I called Dave into the kitchen and told him to snort it. He wanted to know why and trying to keep off the subject entirely, I said, “Just snort the fucking thing.” I could see in his eyes and his hesitation that he knew I was preparing him for something. I tried to convince him I was just trying to keep him in a good mood.

My senses were pretty much on target. Carlos showed up thirty minutes later and Dave was feeling pretty good by then. He could clearly tell I was still quite pissed off at him. He looked at my state of dress and asked if I had planned on going like that. I said ‘yes, they would take what they could get’. I had on sweat pants and a full t-shirt. He pulled out the front of my sweats and lifted my shirt as he inspected me for underwear, and I had none. I knew he would have made me remove any even if I had of worn some. He told me to grab my toy and put him in the car.

As we drove over to the same place we had gone before, Carlos had John stop at the same store as last time. I had hoped this wouldn’t be a part of this today. He handed me some money and I asked how many this time. He told me three, but before I could close the door, he looked in the back seat at Dave and said, “Make it four.” Dave was probably expecting me to get beer. When I came back out, I slid the bag on the floor, hoping that Dave was too stoned to ask about it.

When we were pretty close to where I remembered the house to be, I asked in a low voice if Carlos was going to hold to his promise to protect Dave the way he had said he would. I felt pretty assured with his answer, that at least Dave wasn’t about to be raped. We stopped in front of the same house and Carlos took a hold of my arm as if I might run. Hell, if I was going to run, it would have been yesterday. He poked Dave in the ribs to tell him to move faster, and I saw him wince in pain. I wish I knew why he was hurting. I wondered if the morphine was destroying his liver or kidneys.

I held onto Dave’s arm as we walked into the front hallway, and I was so scared about everything that was about to happen to us. Once again, I heard the cheery voices in the front room. Carlos walked us in front of him and clutched the bag of douches under his arm. As soon as I saw them I counted four men, but heard at least one talking in the kitchen. Again they were all migrant workers, probably mules, and they didn’t look any cleaner than the last time. When the guy in the kitchen joined them, I saw he was one of the guys that had been there the last time. Carlos and the men talked jovially to each other in Spanish for a minute, and then he pushed me towards them. Dave looked at that and I could see he started to wonder. I said, “I’m so sorry! I couldn’t tell you about this. It’ll be alright, just don’t fight it.” I could tell he couldn’t fully appreciate the situation yet, but as two of the men came forward and started to molest me, he had to be catching on.

One of the men held my arms back and the other ripped my sweats down and off me. The others cheered at seeing my bald muff, and started to come at me. Dave was looking somewhat surprised that this was happening to me, but I couldn’t worry about him now, I was trying to pay attention to all that was going on with me. I knew I had to let them do as they wanted, but I struggled against them anyway. One of them was pushing my shirt up enough to show me off to the others and cop a good feel at the same time. I was molested by all of them for several minutes before they finally took off my shirt. A couple of them had already taken off their pants. I glanced to the middle of the room and saw the ottoman was in the center again, and in a couple more minutes I was being bent over it on my back. I was totally exposed to them and one got between my legs immediately. Another was getting his cock ready to put into my mouth.

Dave was still standing next to Carlos, speechless. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was involved. Carlos was just making him watch his girlfriend getting turned out for use by other men. I felt the guy between my legs getting ready to pierce me, and the cock in my face was ready to get sucked on. I opened for him and he put it in my mouth. He smelled awful! Then I got penetrated so quickly by the guy at my cunt. I wanted to scream in pain, but already had a mouthful of cock, so all I could do was whimper. I was made to suck on the guy for a minute, and then Carlos said something to them. I was sat up on the stool, with the cock still in my pussy.

I was wondering, ’what next’; Dave was what’s next. I saw Carlos push on his shoulder towards us, and two of the guys went to grab him. I could see he was still drawing blanks, at least until they coarsely pushed him onto his knees. He started to struggle, and I could almost feel his torment as he figured it all out. I was so glad that I had given him that other pill ahead of time. The guy in my cunt was still trying to hump me as I watched Dave being fed his first prick. He was fighting it, but I wished he would just give in and do as he was told. I knew there was an end in sight, we just had to go with it.

Then the guy fucking me pulled out and I was stood up, only to be knelt down again beside Dave. They were going to face fuck both of us side-by-side. Carlos was taking charge this time, and was issuing orders continuously. I looked out the corner of my eye as I was fed another foul smelling prick. Dave was struggling on the cock in his mouth, and I wasn’t having such a good time myself. Carlos asked me if I was ready to swallow cum yet, and I shook my head like crazy. He said something to the men, and then told me, “Then if you don’t want a mouthful of juice, you better figure out what to do with it. They’ll tap your head when they’re ready to cum.” I got so pissed at him. He knew how much I hated the taste, and that meant he was making me force Dave to take it for me. I was starting to wonder between the thrusting in my mouth, just how was I going to get that done. Before I even had a chance to figure it out, I got a tap on my head. I grabbed the cock from my mouth, and pulled the owner of it towards Dave’s mouth. The guy he was sucking off pulled away and watched as I pulled the prick towards his mouth. I had to pull on the back of Dave’s head to reach the cock I was holding.

Dave’s face was so twisted in disgust, but he knew I had chosen him to do this nasty shit for me. The guy started cumming just as I got it to his lips, and I jerked Dave’s head forward to accept it. As the guy in my hand was cumming into Dave’s mouth, I could feel every squirt pulsing through my fingers and winced at Dave’s pain, knowing I had sacrificed him for me. I told Dave he had to finish it, and I saw him start swallowing. As soon as that guy finished, my head was pulled towards the next guy and another prick was being forced between my lips. I heard Dave choking, and as I twisted to look at him, I could see the original guy he had been sucking off, was feeding him his load.

A minute or so later, I had another tap on my head, and again I pulled on the back of Dave’s head to get him to accept the cock I had sucked ready for him. He didn’t want to take this one, but I knew the alternative wouldn’t be pleasant. I mashed his face into the cock in my hand, even as it began spurting it’s cum. I held his head on it until I was sure the man was done feeding him. At least Dave knew that once the man had cum in his mouth, that he had to swallow it all.

While a couple of the guys continued working themselves off on Dave, I was dragged to the center of the room. Someone pushed the stool out of the way, and I was twisted by my feet onto my stomach. As before, I had my legs hoisted to a height where one of the guys could easily fuck me. I was being held in midair, face down as one of them started to fuck away at my pussy. I could barely reach the floor with my hands, as my legs flailed around in the air, only half supported by the other men. The guy fucking me was pumping away at me so fucking hard. It seemed like several minutes before he started grunting his way to a finish. And then I was just let go, and fell to the floor like a sack of sand. Just being dumped like that was so humiliating; it made me feel like all I had of importance was a hole to fuck.

I was quickly hoisted back into the same position for the next guy to have at me. This guy was a lot bigger than the first man, and he took a hold of my legs just under my hips, and fucked me so hard, I couldn’t reach the floor at all. He seemed to be parading me around the room to his friends, as I was getting fucked by him. I was so ashamed as I caught a glimpse of Dave seeing me being taken this way. But as embarrassed as I was, I was somewhat euphoric over the feelings I was getting. The guy in me wasn’t coming close to making me have an orgasm, but the sensation of being fucked in midair was so arousing. And then as I my body was lifted even higher into the air, I realized he was giving me his last thrusts as he was dumping his load into me. My arms and legs were being knocked forward into the air as he finished himself off. And once again, the fucker just released his grip on my hips and let me flop to the floor.

As I landed, I thought that Carlos had probably liked that aspect of my torment and told them all to do it. After all, there hadn’t been a new thing or new position done to me yet. Two men were grabbing for my legs to pull me back to the center of the room. I looked to see how Dave was doing, saw his shirt had been ripped from him, and they were working on his pants. Something looked wrong, but from my angle I couldn’t tell what it was I had been looking at. But when they sat him back on his knees, I saw two things. He had a very hard cock, which surprised me greatly, and had several large bruises all around his torso. I struggled to make sense out of how he had got them, but he had been with me just about all the time.

I noticed that all the men were doing, was holding me down and groping me all over; but actually I was being prepared for Dave, as his meal. All the men backed away from both Dave and I, and Carlos ordered me to get Dave to clean me up. I thought, ‘what more can I do to this guy’. But I had no choice, so I told Dave to come over to me. He did as he was told, but when he got between my legs, he sat back on his feet. Dave was staring at the mess before him that he was supposed to feast upon. Carlos barked for him to get going, I noticed his cock bobbed upward as if he had a fresh spurt of blood go into it. I stared at his eyes trying to figure out what was in his mind and found myself wondering if he was enjoying parts of this gang bang. When I saw he wasn’t acting fast enough to please Carlos, I reached up and pulled him by the hair forward, into my crotch. I ordered him to eat my pussy.

Carlos and all the men had a great time watching me hold my boyfriend to my cunt as he lapped up the cum from the two that had fucked me. This part was making up for some of the more painful stuff that I’d been putting up with for the last half hour. I watched Dave’s face as he worked away at me, and saw he had his eyes closed, working at getting my slit cleaned. Carlos said something to his men, and two of them grabbed Dave’s upper arms and forced him over the back of the couch. I yelled at Carlos that he had promised me that they wouldn’t be allowed to do that, and he hushed me with one finger to his lips. I understood what he was doing. At least he was keeping to his word.

Dave fought like hell against the men holding him down. One of the men got between his legs and rubbed his cock against his ass. He even pushed slightly against his hole, but all they were doing was tormenting him with what was possible. While his backside was being taunted, one of the guys stuffed Dave’s mouth with his cock. I thought that was rather risky; he could wind up losing a few inches that way.

By this time I had been brought back into the mix, and I was forced over the back of the couch alongside Dave. The exception was that I was getting fucked. And that was the way I would take it three times in a row. I could hardly stand up after being bent over the couch for so long. Their cum ran out of me and down both of my legs. I was hoping that Carlos didn’t notice and make Dave clean me again. As good as that felt, I was still trying to lesson Dave’s humiliation.

I had lost track of where Dave was from my position. But he wasn’t screaming, so I knew he wasn’t getting his ass raped. As I stood up, trying to get my legs back under me, I saw Dave crouched over one of the men’s crotches as he sat in a chair. Another guy kept making him wince in pain by jabbing the bruises on his back, as if to make him perform better. As soon as Dave finished with that guy, Carlos told us, and them, that playtime was over. He gave his men their last instructions and Dave and I were herded off to the bathroom. I had tried to forget this part.

As we were forced into the tub, I told Dave to lay face down, and I tried to cover him with my own body. I whispered to him that I knew what was coming and to trust me. And then it started. The men had been ordered, as before, to piss all over us. The five men seemed to take forever to finish, and the smell was horrific. I kept hitting the bruises on Dave’s back by accident, and could clearly see by his reactions that they hurt like hell. When the humiliation of having been pissed on by the men that had just taken their sexual needs out on us had ended, Carlos appeared… with the bag.

We were ordered to rinse off, and then Dave was told to sit on the toilet and wait his turn. The first two bottles of douche were handed to me, and I sat on the edge of the tub and used them quite willingly. I looked at Dave’s face once trying to get him to read my mind about what was about to happen to me. I saw Carlos getting ready, and figured this part was to make sure he could kiss a clean mouth in the future. I was made to lie on my back in the tub and Carlos half sat on top of me. Knowing how foul the liquid tasted, he had to pry my mouth open to accept the nozzle of the douche. He sprayed a mouthful into me and told me to gargle. When I was allowed to turn my head to spit it out, he forced the nozzle back into my mouth to continue. I was so thankful when the bottle was finally empty.

Carlos got out of the tub from his position of holding me down, and grabbed the last douche. As he got it ready, he knelt down and instead of aiming the nozzle at me, he handed it to me. I had thought for sure that I was going to have to take a second bottle of that crap, but instead, he told me it was my turn to wash my toy thoroughly. I begged him not to make me do that to Dave, and as I looked his way, I could see he was in agreement. Carlos got more demanding, so I rose from the tub and somberly told Dave he had to lie down. I guess thinking about all the cum he had just taken into his mouth, that this probably wouldn’t be all that bad. He had no idea how bitter the mixture was going to be.

I straddled Dave and told him to open. He hesitated, so I used my fingers as Carlos had done to me, and forced the nozzle past his lips. I spent a couple of minutes rinsing his mouth clean, and when his torment was over, we were told to shower well. After we were done, our clothes were waiting for us on the floor. I asked Dave about his bruising finally, but he wouldn’t answer me. When we were dressed, we went back to Carlos and he whispered in my ear. I was so embarrassed, but at least the men I had to speak to didn’t know English. I said, “Thank you all for fucking me and my boyfriend so well.” Then I turned to a very amazed looking Dave and said, “Now you have to thank them for what they did to you.”

Knowing this was the way to leave, he thanked the men for forcing him to suck them all off. Carlos looked pleased, said something to his workers, and we were finally on our way out of this shit hole. As soon as we were in the car, I asked Dave in front of Carlos about the bruises. I figured he would be forced to answer in front of him. But Carlos interjected rapidly, “I don’t think he wants to talk about that, do you Dave?” I knew now that he had something to do with it.

As soon as we got home, I made Dave sit at the table, and got a very demanding tone to my voice, and asked, “How’d you get those bruises?” He wasn’t going to tell me, until I threatened to call Carlos, and John, back and tell them he had told me anyways. That’s when I found out that the cops had brought him back to the house last night and had given him a beating to warn him, at Carlos’ command. I felt so horrible all over, and tried to apologize again. I knew only one thing would help him escape, so I went to retrieve another pill. I knew he wanted a very quick escape from his reality, so I crushed the contents of the capsule so he could snort it.

After we got a quick lunch, I told him we were going to lie down together. He was still holding me responsible for the last two days, but I decided he was going to listen, so I compelled him to lay down with me. I had him take off his shirt and inspected the bruises for any infections or serious looking problems. I went over the last two days and told him it was up to him to believe whatever he wanted to, but I was going to tell him the truth. He seemed to believe me when I told him why I hadn’t let him know about what was coming for him today. Between Carlos demanding that I not tell him, and knowing it would be better if he didn’t have days to dwell on it like I had, it was the only thing I could do.

He was pretty out of it, but I told him he was going to see Heather again. I was going to do my best to make things acceptable for her to understand that he had no choice in what had happened. The last thing I asked him before he passed out was if he had had a good time with her before Carlos had shown up. He said he had, and that she had been a very nice change of pace for him. Dave couldn’t know how bad that statement made me feel. I had been that ‘nice change of pace’ when I had first met him.

“DAVE”

Well, last night went rather well. It was the first time since I met Sue that we hadn’t spoke for so long. I couldn’t believe that after all she did to me, that I still felt sorry for her crying and her pain. She kept trying to tell me all night that she hadn’t set me up. But who was I to believe; the girl I loved, or the girl she had become. I still hurt so much from the beating I took, that I didn’t even want to think about it. I even slept in my shirt so she wouldn’t see the beating she had caused.

I woke at sun up because of the pain I was in, and sat at the kitchen table. All I could do was think about the good old days of being a carefree pot head, loving my girl, and enjoying life. The longer I sat there, the more I felt sick and ached. I needed my fix so badly, but was determined I wasn’t going to wake Sue and beg for it. I had to vomit twice and shook all over from the withdrawal effects, and could only wonder how much worse they would become if I tried to stop for good. I had become so weak, and dependent on the morphine that I knew I couldn’t cold turkey my way off it.

Finally, four hours later as I sat contemplating my demise, Sue walked into the kitchen and popped a pill down beside me. I couldn’t stand looking at her in this condition. I tried to keep from taking the pill, but in seconds my hand was acting on its own behave. The first words out of her mouth were more apologies, but as sick as I felt, I wasn’t in the mood to worry about her feelings.

Sue started screaming at me and though I couldn’t grasp most of what she was saying, I did understand that she had unwittingly set me up. It was nice to hear her taking that much responsibility. It was after I finally started to feel normal again that she told me Carlos expected us to clean a stash house from evidence today. Finally, something I could do that wasn’t denigrating. Then she asked how I had enjoyed Heather the day before. I found it hard to believe when she asked if I had a good time fucking Heather. That was like asking if a kid enjoyed his Christmas presents just before his house burned to the ground.

I tried to keep away from Sue, because even arguing with her hurt my chest. The slightest exertion caused my entire chest to hurt, and that was despite the morphine. When she made me snort more a couple of hours before it was due, I had to wonder what she might know about today that I didn’t. And not long after that, Carlos showed up. I was slightly amused to see that he didn’t like Sue’s appearance. Instead of the sexy clothes she was always wearing to please him, she was very dressed down for our cleaning job.

When we got in the car, and as much as I would have normally wanted details for a clean up like this, I had learned to say as little as possible around Carlos. I was happy when we stopped at a store and sent Sue in for some beer. I knew she was free to buy in some stores, but I didn’t know this was one that had ties to Carlos. While Sue was getting the beer, Carlos asked if I ever had a fantasy of watching a girl getting gang banged. I got worried as we drove into a very bad neighborhood, and Sue and Carlos started whispering to each other. I knew that most stash houses were in affluent areas for safety, so why would we be going into this hellish looking place. I had to worry what was coming next.

We pulled up in front of what looked more like a crack house, than a safe house, and went inside. I noticed that Carlos seemed to be forcing Sue into the house by his hold on her arm, and wondered why. I thought for sure that Carlos was going to flip when all his workers were still there. Instead, he seemed to speak to them pleasantly, and then pushed Sue towards them. I was pretty blitzed, and couldn’t really tell what was going on. But several of them circled her and just ripped her sweat pants off her. She twisted to try to hide her pussy from plain view, but wasn’t really trying to get away. Then she started apologizing to me, I couldn’t figure out quite what she was talking about, but it was nice seeing her frantic and humiliated for a change.

I must admit that since she wasn’t trying to taunt me this time, watching her getting manhandled was pretty hot. I was fixed on her wonderfully small boobs as one guy exposed them and squeezed them hard to show off to his friends. I could see she was in the position of getting passed around between them, and decided that I really didn’t care at the moment. I realized I was getting turned on by her inability to get away from her tormentors. It made me think, ‘was this how she felt about me’?

When she was stripped of her shirt, I felt myself getting hard. It was clear to see I was brought here to watch her get gang raped, except for the fact that she wasn’t really struggling very hard. I could see she knew what was coming for her, so she must have come willingly. Then I remembered the way Carlos had walked her into the house by her arm. Definitely, she had known what was coming for her. So I decided I wasn’t going to worry so much about her. And when they bent her over this broad stool in the middle of the floor, I was ready for popcorn and a condom to jerk off into. Watching her being restrained in such a position and seeing that two guys were about to take her from both ends, was getting me almost as horny as I had been the day before with Heather.

One worker got on his knees in front of her and another at her head. She was forced their cocks at the same time, and I was delighted at seeing her worked against her will. I couldn’t tell if it was a wilder sight seeing my girlfriend getting gang banged by these gamely migrants, or if I was more pleased seeing her getting some of her own medicine. She had seemed so intrigued two days ago when John had forcefully fucked away at my mouth just inches from her smiling face.

Then Carlos barked some orders at his workers, and I saw the guy in her mouth pull away from her as they sat her up on the stool. Then Carlos pushed me towards them and I figured that he wanted me to join in on banging Sue. But that wasn’t the case. Two of the men grabbed my arms and forced me onto my knees, and even stepped on my legs so I couldn’t move. I was beginning to get the idea that I was really there to help Sue, not watch her. One of the fuckers stepped in front of me and forced his cock into my mouth. The smell was overpowering, as if he hadn’t bathed in a week. Now I had my own problems to think about again. While I was getting my mouth humped at, surprisingly hard, I thought about all the men there and wondered how many times this might happen to me today. I decided right off, that I was way out numbered, and I was in no condition to fight back. I was just going to go into my own place within my mind and hide as this shit was done to me. It was the same thing I did two nights ago when I had to take that guy at the club out to the parking lot. I just let him do his thing and let my mind wander until I felt him filling my mouth with his cum.

The next thing I knew, Sue was put on her knees right beside me. I was happy to see we were on the same level now as she was getting her mouth fucked at, right next to me. I heard Carlos saying something to her, but most was lost in my buzz. But as I figured out the gist of it, I knew she wasn’t going to do as much work as was expected of me. That became very apparent when all of a sudden, the guy in me pulled his cock from my mouth, and I saw she was pulling the cock she had been sucking on towards me. Her hand went to the back of my head, and jerked my mouth and his cock together. I was about to pull away and complain, but found it in my mouth too quickly. I could feel him cumming and felt disgusted. But I knew I had absolutely no choice and swallowed. Sue was telling me even as I did it, that I had too.

That must have been a pleasing sight to watch for the guy that had been getting a blowjob from me, because as soon as he put his prick back into my mouth, he was cumming as well. I had been totally un-expectant of his quick release and gagged on his cum. I was just getting my breath back from gagging on him, that Sue was grabbing for my hair again and pulling me towards another man’s cock. I tried to say I had to clear my throat, but we were pushed together so hard that when I felt his first spurt of cum, I opened up for him. I was so amazed that I was swallowing my third load of sperm in less than five minutes. Through all my repulsion at what I was being forced to do, I felt strangely proud that I had been able to put up with it, and could feel I had even gotten a boner from it.

I saw Sue being dragged away, and twisted on the new cock in my mouth to watch. She was being dragged on her back into a clear area, and then she was snapped over onto her stomach, with her feet and legs held waist high by the guy doing it. A couple of the other guys grabbed her hips and lifted her into a fucking position to help the one that had been holding her feet. When I saw him start fucking her like that, I got an extreme hardon. I wanted to sit back and just wail away at myself as I saw her getting banged at like that. She had no control over what was happening to her, and I was loving the sight before me. I watched as she struggled to touch her fingers to the floor for balance, and her legs just flopped off to the side as she was being used solely for the guy’s benefit that was fucking her. That became quite evident when after he came in her, he dumped her onto the floor like so much garbage.

As soon as the first guy dropped her, they rearranged themselves so the next guy could have a turn at her in the same way. This time she struggled a little, but it was the biggest guy there holding onto her, so she was going to get away from him. I was getting humped really hard at the moment and tried to concentrate on the guy in front of me. The next time I saw Sue, the guy had her held to his pelvis and was walking her around in midair, bumping her whole body into the air. She looked like a rag doll on his cock as she flung around, getting fucked like a cheap whore. But she wasn’t nearly as upset as she was implying by her screams and grunts. I saw a smile of lust on her face several times.

The guys that had been working me over must have been told by Carlos to strip me. As my shirt was being ripped from me, I saw Sue being dropped o the floor again, and quickly dragged back to the clear area. She was staring at me as I was stood up to get my pants off me. I momentarily felt ashamed when my underwear was dropped and she clearly saw I had a full erection. She must know now how turned on I had become watching her getting controlled, fucked, and used; just as I had been. At least I was hoping she understood that, and didn’t think I was turned on by sucking these guys off. I also realized that she was seeing the severe bruising I had all over my torso.

I was walked over to where two guys were holding Sue pinned to the floor. When I was a few feet away, all the guys backed off from the both of us. Carlos made it clear that I had to lick Sue clean, and she didn’t seem too averse to ordering me to get busy. I felt very dizzy as I knelt down, and as I was trying to get my balance, Sue grabbed my hair and pulled me right to the mess on her muff. Mostly it was just slimy and wet, but there were a couple of globs that just grossed me out. Once I got those down, the rest wasn’t so bad. Actually, eating my girls smooth, glistening cunt was better than sucking cock, and was even turning me on somewhat as all the guys cheered me on. The look on Sue’s face showed she felt about the same way. Stuff like this wasn’t nearly as hard for me when I saw her smiling or with lust in her eyes.

Naturally, just as I was feeling safe, I was lifted off my girl’s pussy, and forced over the back of the couch. Every guy knows how dangerous of a position this is to be in, especially when naked. I fought against the bastards like there was no tomorrow. I kept having my legs spread by one of the men pushing them apart with his own. Then I felt his cock aimed at my ass. I started yelling something when I felt him pushing into me, but another man pushed his prick into my mouth to keep me from protesting.

Just about this time I saw Sue being muscled over the back of the couch right next to me. I figured they wanted her close to achieve the most embarrassment towards me they could. Her face, though almost as tormented as mine, still had that hint in her eyes that said, ‘if it wasn’t for it being these men doing this to me’. It wasn’t the getting used part that bothered her; it was probably the grossness of the men and their unwashed smell. I felt several more hard pushes at my rectum, but I squeezed my cheeks so hard he couldn’t get his prick into me. So, I was pulled over to a chair where the guy that had been trying to fuck me sat down, and made me start sucking him off. I had never felt more like a cocksucker than right now. I had already given so many blowjobs that I couldn’t remember the number.

When I was held onto his prick as he fed me his cum, I noticed I was reflexively swallowing it. I didn’t have much choice anyway, but I was starting to notice that if I concentrated on the cock in my mouth, the fluid went down much easier. I remembered back to the day I first had to beg Carlos to let me suck him off. I was so into the feeling of his cock, and all the nastiness of what I was doing, that his cum was so easy to swallow. Hell, I had just given the guy a bill of sale for me, I figured I’d better get use to sucking his cock, and even perhaps to try and enjoy it.

My mind turned to Sue, and I wondered if she had any idea yet that her training of me was accomplishing her goal. I knew I was so close to being able to do as she had told me I would have to, to please for her. Her statement was that she wanted me to suck off any man she pointed at, and I would obey her no matter what. I figured I was living through this, I could probably actually do that for her now. After the embarrassment yesterday of having Heather first see me as a real macho man, than just as quickly turned into a fag right in front of her, I didn’t have any dignity left to worry about. But I still wasn’t going to let her control me easily.

About then I must have slacked off on my sucking, because some ass was poking my bruises on my back to get me to do better. I realized that he didn’t really want me to do better; he wanted me to switch to him. The guy I was sucking on had gone limp, because I had already finished sucking him off. I didn’t even notice his throes as he filled my mouth, or that I had even swallowed his sperm.

But the men’s time at tormenting us must have been up. Carlos gave some more commands loudly, and they all backed away. Carlos came over to us and headed us toward the bathroom. I wanted to get my clothes first, but he wouldn’t let me. I saw the bag with beer in it under Carlos’ arm and wondered why he would be bringing it into the bathroom. He ordered us both into the tub and to stay put. I was wondering if we were about to die, as this was the way a lot of contract killers would contain the evidence when they would shoot someone. But Sue was saying she knew what was coming and rolled me over onto my stomach, then laid on top of me. I was getting rather fearful as all the migrant workers squeezed into the bathroom. I couldn’t see any more, as Sue covered my head with her upper body.

I felt the shower turned on, or so I thought. I understood what was really happening as I saw the liquid running around us and smelled that it was urine. Carlos was having these filthy fuckers piss on us as their final act of denigration. At least it was pretty obvious that our servitude for the day was just about over. After what felt like several minutes of getting pissed on, I felt Sue get up from me and Carlos was coming in with the beer. We were told to rinse off well as he waited for us to do it.

Instead of pulling beer from the bag, he handed two narrow bottles to Sue. I didn’t know what they were, until I saw her starting to put them to use. She had obviously done this before, as she went right to work at cleaning herself up. I was wondering at what point in time she could have gone through anything like this before, but I hadn’t thought about the night that I had passed out. After Sue had finished using both bottles on herself, Carlos was standing over her with a third. He had her lay in the tub on her back, and sat on her to hold her down. He forced her mouth open to accept the nozzle of the third bottle, and told her to rinse her mouth. It was clear to see that she didn’t like the taste of the fluids.

When he was done with forcing her to gargle the whole bottle, he got out of the tub and handed her the fourth bottle. I heard him tell her that she had to do the same thing to me. She got out of the tub while staring at my bruises, then ordered me in and on my back. I knew I was going to hate this, but my torment was just about over, so I obeyed her. I still couldn’t just let her do it though, so she had to coax me into opening my mouth for her. I saw why she had such an awful face as she went through it; this shit tasted more bitter than anything I had ever tasted before. It seemed to take forever for her to empty the bottle as Carlos stood over us and watched. Once she did finish the bottle off, Carlos told us to shower well and left.

As we got dressed, Sue finally asked about the bruises all over me. I certainly didn’t feel like telling her now. We went out to the front room and Carlos told Sue something. She grimaced a little, turned and thanked the men for raping her. Then she told me I had to do the same. I was so out of it and embarrassed that I’m not sure what I said, but the next thing I knew, Sue had me by my arm leading me out to the car. As we got back on the road, Sue turned around to ask about my bruises, but Carlos made it clear I wasn’t supposed to tell her. But as soon as we got to the apartment, she forced me to tell her by threatening me with more humiliation. She really didn’t seem to know about the cops, and acted pissed when she found out.

Sue must have taken pity on me, because she produced another capsule, and crushed its contents for me. I didn’t hesitate to snort it. I found myself eating shortly there after and Sue was saying something about feeling guilty for not telling me what was up today ahead of time. I was thinking that if she had, I probably would have found a way to kill myself. I was on a very nice buzz now, and was sort of letting her maneuver me into stuff so I wouldn’t have to think.

The next thing I knew I was laying on the bed with Sue inspecting all my bruises. She started blubbering on about how nothing was her fault for whatever reason. And then she wanted to know finally, if I had enjoyed Heather the day before, at least until Carlos sowed up. I let her know she had been an excellent lay, but then my object of humiliation. I told her something that I can’t quite remember, but it got her visibly pissed. Then she said she was going to turn me on to her again, but this time she was going to make sure Carlos didn’t find out. I really never wanted to see the girl again after what I was forced to do in front of her.

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