The Descent - Part 5 (m+f nc oral anal) by Foxbat

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## This one starts slowly, but I promise it makes up for it at the end ;) ##



The Descent - Part 5 (m+f nc oral anal) by Foxbat

   Little Willie smiled to himself as he walked out of the room.  After tonight, the new bitch would be completely broken, and ready for her first street trial.  And that couldn't come fast enough - business was hard enough already.  Pausing at the door, he turned back and looked down and the naked girl, her eyes lolling around in her head as the drugs took effect.  If the abuses of the past few days were ignored, she really was quite pretty.  His eyes traced over her naked body, remaining briefly on her bruised breasts, seeing his own hand prints, and her freshly waxed crotch.  It was a pity that a piece of ass like that had to become trash for whoever could afford it, Willie thought to himself.  Then again, she was a rich little snob who deserved to fucked six ways to Sunday.  Which is exactly what he had planned for tonight.

***

    Three hours later, people started to arrive.  Business associates, valued customers, and other who had earned their place in the organization which Little Willie ran.  Maybe 10 people were waiting in the front of the run down house, drinking beers which Little Willie had provided for the occasion, waiting for the star attraction to make an appearence.
    Willie left the front room, heading back towards the room where he'd left her earlier that day.  She was lying exactly as he left her, buck naked and very sleepy.  He squatted down next to her, and stroked her cheek gently, in an unusual show of faux tenderness.  Her face was hot, and she just curled into a tighter ball at the contact.  Without further ado, Little Willie reached under her, and, holding her by the arm-pits, hauled her to her feet unsteadily.  Half dragging her, half walking her out, he brought her into the main front room, to the accompaniment of cheers and hoots of anticipated enjoyment from the assembled.
   Willie nodded to his top lieutenent and to his top business partner, his supplier.  Taking the cue, they came up.  Mack, the lieutenent stook in front of her, reaching around her waist, and began to kiss her deeply.  Johnny, the supplier, stood behind her, prying her buttocks apart.  Kneeling down, he looked up at her hairless crotch, and let his hands wander over her labia.  Pausing only to strip off his clothes, he resumed his manipulation of her most private areas.  Meanwhile, Mack had progressed to mauling her breasts to soft moans from her, and his kissing had extended into what could more accurately be described as a sloppy tongue rape.  

***
   Through a thich haze, Katie was vaguely aware of being moved.  The experience of the heroin was mind-blowing.  Images danced in her head, and it felt like every nerve in her body was exploding when the pimp had injected her with that terrible stuff.  Now, there was a vague sense of absence - as if she was forgetting something important while wondering through the mists of her drug induced state.
   Pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place when she felt hands touching her and someone trying to kiss her.  She was a good girl, though, and she didn't do that kind of stuff, she thought.  She tried to say this though through the fog, but she only got as far as opening her mouth and uttering a incoherent noise before this thought was replaced by the sudden feeling which floated through the haze that someone was squeezing her breasts in a way that hurt.  She tried to tell them to stop, but she was having trouble forming the words, and having more trouble keeping the thought in the front of her mind.

***

    He'd been pulling on her cunt lips for a few minutes, and rubbing her slit, and she was still dry as a bone.  Johnny stood up and got a tube of lube from the couch, where the other were now slowly jerking off, priming themselves for their turn.
    Squeezing a dollop onto his hand, he began to work it into her crotch, slowly pushing a finger up and into her depths.  The going wasn't easy, but with a little more lube, things started sliding better.  He pulled his finger out, and started workign two fingers in, feeling her cunt contract against them.  Johnny wasn't one for patience really, he just didn't want friction burns on his cock from some dumb slut who was too stupid or doped out to get herself wet.
   
***

   Katie felt cold fingers and slimy stuff touching her, but her mind was elsewhere.  Attention returned dimly to her situation when she felt her head being pushed down, and her body being moved horizontal.  She felt like she was going to fall, but strong hands held her hips.  Something was pressing against her lips and then was inside her mouth.  It was warm and Katie gently started sucking on it instinctively.  She felt something else pushing against her entrance and then pushing up inside of her.  She sucked her breath in sharply as her cunt dilated to accomodate the visitor.  

***

   Mack had bent her over, and, with his hand wrapped in her hair, was moving her head and mouth against his cock.  Johnny entered her slowly, feeling the delicious feeling of a fresh tight cunt wrapped around his cock.  Taking long slow strokes, he filled her to capacity and withdrew, feeling her swaying against him in a drug induced haze.  Keeping one hand on her hips to leverage his fucking, he dropped the other one to the top of her cunt, where he massaged her cunt against his thrusting cock, feeling her react to the clitoral stimulation.  Without warning, he switched his rhythm to short fast jabbing strokes, pounding her cunt back against his thighs, hearing breath come in bursts between impacts and around Mack's dick.  Each stroked now pushed his dick up against her cervix, eliciting small grunts of discomfort from the bent-over girl.  
   On the other side of the girl, Johnny could hear Mack climaxing in her mouth.  He put his hand on the flat of her back, and rammed his dick almost vertically up in to her, lifting her off her heals onto her toes.  Repeating the procedure, he pushed down firmly on her ass as he rammed upwards into her, forcing her cunt open further and down further on his shaft.  Grinding his pelvis into her ass, he felt the familiar tingling in his balls, followed by the hot rush of sperm, which filled her cunt and dribbled out around the edges.

***

   Katie felt cocks everywhere.  Cocks in her hands, a dick in her mouth, a rod in her pussy.  Cocks banged against her, pushing into her in different places.  Hands moved her into different positions and different cocks replaced others in her and around her.  Time passed, and she lost count of the number of dicks she'd serviced or in what places and positions.  She reduced to sucking what was in her mouth, stroking what was in her hands, and moving against whatever was stuffed up her cunt.
    This interminable orgy of dicks dissolved and was replaced by a panicky feeling of dread and wrongness very suddenly.

***

    The orgy had been going for nearly two hours, and he was the last of the guys who hadn't yet had their turn.  The girl was lying on her back on the floor, with a river of white flowing out of her cunt, which was still wide open from the last penetration.  The rest of her body was coated in sperm and jizz, contrasting with the dark bruises on her hips and chest.  Her legs remained pushed back over her chest and behind her head, where the last man had forced them.
   Kumba was a street man.  He'd grown up as an urban urchin, talking his way into whatever he could, and smashing his way when the former failed.  He looked down at the mess of a woman in front of him, and decided he was going to take the path less traveled.  Reaching down and coating his large black dick with the sloppiness left by the others, he ran his dick up and down her slit against her labia, feeling the delicious anticipation.  He didn't know if her ass was virgin, but it had to be close.
   Kumba reached out and rolled the semi-conscious girl over onto her stomach.  Using both hands to pry apart her buttocks, he smeared the jizz which covered the girl against the twinkling star of her asshole.    Still holding her ass open, her began to push against her hole.  Rather than opening to him, the girl tried to clench her cheeks against the penetration, and Kumba felt his dick pushing her sphincter  back into her before it would allow entrance.  Eventually, with her ass as tight as she could get it, despite her resistance, Kumba felt the tip of his dick push into her rectum.
    The reaction was instantaneous.  With a wild shriek, the girl on the floor went from limp and unresponsive to wildcat, clawing the floor trying to get away from the phallus which was expanding her ass inch by painful slow inch.  Her eyes popped open, and her hands reached up to try futilely to repel the man who was mounting her from behind.
   Kumba, unprepared for the reaction, reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, yanking her head back viciously as he plowed into her ass like a plowshare spreading the seed furrow in the ground.  When he had crammed about as much of his cock into her as he could fit, he began to slide back out.

***

   Katie's ass burned with a pain that suddenly was very familiar.  The drug haze which had shielded her from the first part of the orgy lifted as a huge dick pushed its way up her ass.  She tried in vain to push him off and crawl away from the terrible pressure which made her think her rectum was going to tear apart, but in vain.  She felt her head being hauled back, putting a terrible pressure on her neck, and the invading dong slowly withdrew.  It felt like it was pulling the lining of her ass out with it, only to slam viciously and callously back into her.  With each slow outstroke and fast hard thrust back in, Katie thought her inside were going to rupture from the size and force of the invasion.

***

   Kumba was just getting into a rhythm, raping the girl's ass, yanking her head back into each thrust of his cock.  Holding her ass down against her foolish attempts to get away, Kumba pounded her for all she was worth.  He raped her ass for all the pretty white girls who were too good for him.  He slammed his dick into her for all the times that life had tried to fuck him.  He brutalized her, slamming back and forth, with complete disregard for her nearly incoherent pleas to stop and take it out before she split open.
   Kumba felt himself nearing climax through the anger and violence which spurred him onwards.  Slowing his stroke, he reached under the girl and, grabbing her abused tits, hauled her to her feet by them, keeping his dick stuffed up her ass the whole time, his hips against her ass.  In one swift movement, he shifted his hands from her breasts to her thighs, yanking her legs out from under her and holding them against her chest, baring her battered and used cunt to the rest of the room in invitation.  This motion also caused a significant portion of Katie's weight to be born by her ass on Kumba's pole, and she sank accordingly lower, screaming in excruciating pain the whole time.
   One of the other guys approached and began to rub his dick against her soaping overflowing cunt, and Kumba resumed his raping of Katie's ass, using her legs to raise and lower her on his big pole.

***

   Through the burning pain in her ass, Katie felt someone trying to enter her cunt at the same time.  She lurched upwards as best she could trying to escape the second invader, which, she was sure, would split her beyond repair.  Screaming and shrieking, she tried to push the other man away, and get herself off Kumba's giant dick.

***

   Kumba had all he could do to hold the struggling girl, leaving the other man to force her down onto his cock.  Kumba rammed himself up her ass again, and using his strength, pressed the girl like a sandwich between himself and the other guy, closing any avenue of escape, while dodging her flailing arms.  He could feel through the membrane separating her ass from her cunt the presence and progress of the other dick.  He established a rhythm, forcing the girl's hips back and forth between himself and the other rapist, alternately impaling her ass and cunt on their cocks, occaisionally both slamming her between them to the accompaniment of her shrill screaming and begging.

***

    Katie felt like she was going to be torn apart, as her cunt and ass were pummeled in an back and forth rhythm.  It was all she could do to breath while being crushed between the men, the drug effects seemingly completely gone.  The cocks filled her and withdrew rapidly, leaving her gasping in pain and shock; no room was left for any thought other than the instictual desire to get away from the total pain in her pussy and ass.

***

    Kumba felt himself nearing completion and sank his dick as far as it would go up her ass, feeling the other man still moving in her.  That was all the stimulation he needed as he began shooting hot pulses of cum inside her bleeding and abused ass.  Also finishing, the other man impaled her, adding his jizz to the copious amounts already present in her.

***
  
    That night, Katie was raped for nearly 6 hours, in every position known to the human imagination.  She took it in her mouth, in her cunt, and up her ass.  She jerked men off, she sucked them, and she fucked them.  She got fucked up the ass, then up the ass and in her cunt and ass at the same time.  She took two in her cunt, then two in her ass.  Every square inch of her body was slapped, grabbed, fondled, manipulated, and squeezed until she became nothing other than an automaton of a living fuck toy for the pleasure of those who used her.  By the time they finished with her, a donkey could fuck her and she wouldn't have batted an eyelash in embarassment or made so much as a squeak of an objection.  Little Willie had broken her completely and totally, and as she lay passively in a pool of cum on the floor as the guests for the evening and her new friends left, Little Willie knew she was ready for the street.


Probably one more part coming, when I have time.


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Yours Truly,
Foxbat
