Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 8

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This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex including bestiality.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upsets you, DO NOT read any further. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.

This story is a continuation of “Honeymoon Gone Awry.” If you haven’t done so already, you might want to read it first before continuing with this sequel. This story will be difficult to understand without the background material provided in the first story.  It can be found at http://www1.asstr.org/~Kirk 


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The ability of man to adapt and survive provides a fascinating study of the human mind. Doug and Julie were no exception to this need for survival. Both of them, in their own way, developed coping mechanisms when faced with the impossible situation that threatened to destroy any remnants of their former selves.

Julie was developing into a slut in the true sense of the word.  Her mind was being conditioned to focus on her insatiable desire to satisfy her sex drive which was enhanced by the drugs added to everything she consumed. The drug, GHB, forced her to focus all her thoughts on satisfying that urge that raged within her. Her mind soon was devoid of any other thoughts – no thoughts of God, of family, of familiar things, nothing. She feebly tried to cling to that which was good by trying to deny that she was a slut, but deep down inside the lack of inhibition and the sexual arousal caused by the daily dosage of drugs was winning the battle for her mind and soul.

Doug, on the other hand, suffered from deprivation.  Since he was only allowed to cum once since his return to Edgar’s estate, this left him in a highly agitated state at all times. His mind was also focused on sexual gratification, but in his case, it was focused on how he could get some. A by-product of his conditioning was the increased resentment he was nurturing for his slut wife. Every time he saw her cum it only added to his fury and ill feelings towards her. He, at the same time, loved and loathed what was happening to her.  

Monica would soon use sex as an incentive for Doug to do her bidding. He would be amply rewarded when he performed as expected, for the Law of Expectations was at work here and being ingrained in Doug’s very soul.  Much like Pavlov’s dogs that were trained to salivate at the sound of a buzzer, Doug would cum when he performed as expected, but he would find that the price for sexual gratification was high. 

Edgar entered their suite the following morning. The married couple was already dressed and ready for another day. It was necessary for Edgar to hire a full time chambermaid to attend to them. It was impossible for Monica and him to maintain their roles in society and attend to the couple at the same time. Doug and Julie were a full time job. 

Juanita, the new chambermaid, was a busty young Hispanic woman that Edgar was able to smuggle into the country illegally from Mexico. She was rough around the edges, for she had lost her parents at an early age. She was raised by her uncle who was often abusive and sent her to work at an early age. She owed Edgar a great deal for the lifestyle she now enjoyed and was more then happy to do his bidding.  

“Well, slut, you look rested this morning,” Edgar said.

“Please leave me alone,” Julie protested, remembering her shameful behavior from the night before.

“Didn’t you enjoy the snake last night?” Edgar asked.

Julie broke down and cried.

“I was forced,” she wailed.

“You were forced?” he questioned.

“Yes, I was forced,” Julie maintained, trying to salvage her dignity.

“Doug, would you say Julie was forced to have sex with a snake?” Edgar asked.

“I saw you take the snake away from her,” Doug said, seeing an opportunity to help his situation and score some points.

“You saw me take the snake away?”

“Yes, and then my wife begged you to let her have it,” Doug said bitterly.

Julie looked at her husband in disbelief. For the first time she saw how his feelings had changed for her. He was hurt. He knew better than anyone that they made her do these things.

“Doug, how can you say that? It’s not true,” she continued to cry.

“Well, Julie, even your husband can testify to what a slut you are. Would you like to see the video? The camera never lies! Don’t you remember?” Edgar asked.

Julie lowered her head. Yes, she remembered all too well how she pleaded with Edgar not to take the fucking snake away. She remembered how the damn snake filled her and made her cum like she never came before. She remembered how the snake entered her womb and drove her absolutely wild. The snake consumed her thoughts all morning. She couldn’t forget what that long slimy creature did to her. She had so many regrets. But. at the same time. the itch in her cunt demanded to be satisfied.  She was still horny.

“Tell Doug what you are?” Edgar ordered in a harsh voice.

“I’m a slut,” she whispered with her head still lowered.

“Yes, my slut, and don’t forget it.” 

Monica entered the suite and greeted Edgar and the young couple.

“Good morning, everyone,” she said as she walked right over to Doug. “Did you sleep well, baby?”

“No,” Doug said meekly.

“I’m sorry, baby,” Monica answered. “Maybe later.”

Monica knew she could manipulate Doug into doing almost anything with the promise of relieving the severe ache in his balls. She was looking forward to consuming his next load rather than wasting it on an old lady like Mabel, but Edgar insisted the old lady must be first just to show Doug how low he would stoop for gratification. 

Edgar looked Julie up and down.

“Juanita, I want her nails redone – slut red. Let her nails reflect what she is,” Edgar ordered.

“Yes, sir,” Juanita replied.

“Julie, here’s a little food for thought for this evening. Of course, you remember Felix?” Edgar said.

Julie looked at him puzzled.

“The snake, slut. Felix, the Eastern indigo,” he said.

“I remember,” she replied.

“Yes, I’m sure you do. Well, Felix will be around for a return performance tonight if you like, and along with him will be two of his friends.”

“Friends?” Julie questioned.

“Yes, friends. Two albino corn snakes that have been specially trained to coil and constrict around luscious breasts like yours,” Edgar replied relishing the surprised look on her face.

“That’s disgusting!” she exclaimed.

Edgar laughed.

“You made a similar comment last night too, but you ended up begging to have Felix fuck your pussy. Let’s see what happens tonight. Let’s see if you really find it disgusting. We’ll confirm once and for all what you are,” Edgar chuckled.

“I won’t want your damn snakes!” she protested, knowing in her heart and mind it was a lie. She already anticipated what three snakes might do to her.

“We’ll see. Think about it,” he said as he headed for the door. “Think about what those albino snakes could do to your sensitive nipples. Imagine them coiling and recoiling around your massive tits as they tease your long, hard nipples.”

Julie shied away, regretting her outburst. Her defensiveness was triggered by her own insecurities. She knew that everything Edgar said was true. She was a slut and had a hard time coming to terms with the reality of it all. Little did she know that the rampant desires that burned in her loins were, for the most part, drug induced as her mind was being reprogrammed. 

Edgar relished the turmoil that was tearing her apart. There was a battle for her heart and soul being fought at this very moment in her mind. Just a short time ago she was a devout Christian girl who had saved her virginity for her wedding night. Both she and Doug waited four long years in order to keep themselves chaste and pure in the eyes of God so that they could consummate their marriage, pure and holy before Him.  Now she was being transformed into a slut who craved only the means of satisfying the fire that consumed her day and night. Just last night she protested and called the snake evil, but ultimately she begged to be fucked by the serpent. Yes, the battle raged on within her, and Edgar was determined to destroy any remnants of morality or decency that remained. 

After breakfast Juanita took Julie back to her suite to redo her nails. She made Julie remove her blouse and bra before beginning.

“Why do I have to take my clothes off?” Julie asked.

“You loco? You no question me. I will tell Mr. Stevens and get you in big trouble,” Juanita warned.

Julie reluctantly removed her blouse and bra. She was feeling hot anyway. 

“Why am I always so aroused?” she wondered. “I was never like this before!”

Juanita had her sit in a chair, and she then secured her wrists to the arms of the chair.

“What are you doing?” Julie asked.

“I’m securing your hands so you can’t move while I do your nails.  You wouldn’t want your nails to get smeared.”

This position pushed Julie’s huge tits together creating a massive amount of cleavage. Juanita had a hard time keeping her eyes off the girl’s tits as she applied the polish to her nails. She noticed Juanita staring at her, and she knew the Hispanic had never seen tits as large as hers. It made her feel uncomfortable, but, in spite of herself, her nipples grew hard. Actually, Juanita was quite large herself, but Julie’s tits dwarfed hers by comparison. 

“You have big tits,” Juanita said.

“Yes, I know,” Julie replied. 

“Why are your nipples so hard?” Juanita asked.

“I don’t know,” Julie replied.

“Are you excited?” Juanita asked.

“No,” Julie lied. Actually she was extremely aroused right now, and she didn’t know why. If she had only known what had been added to her coffee this morning.

“I think you’re lying. I think you’re a puta,” Juanita said.

“A what?”

“A puta, you know, a whore, a slut,” Juanita said.

Julie didn’t know how to respond to this woman. She had no right insulting her like that.  Why did everyone insist on calling her a slut? She grew up in a good Christian home.

“Why are you calling me a whore?” Julie cried. 

“Because you have the look of a puta. It’s in your eyes. You have that hungry look. I bet you always think about sex. I bet your panties are wet right now,” she said.

“No they’re not. Just leave me alone,” Julie cried, but she knew Juanita was right. Her panties were soaking wet, and she didn’t know why she was so aroused. 

The morning dose of GHB was taking affect, and the poor girl had no idea that the date rape drug was even being given to her.

Juanita tried to reach between Julie’s legs, but she clamped her legs shut. 

“You have no right doing this to me,” Julie screamed.

Juanita pulled her legs apart and tied them to the legs of the chair.

“I can prove you’re a puta just like Mr. Stevens says,” Juanita spit out.

She reached under Julie’s skirt and ripped her thong off revealing her sopping wet pussy. Juanita smiled as she slipped her finger between the moist labia and coated her finger with Julie’s juices. She withdrew her finger and held it up in front of Julie’s face.

“Not wet, eh?”

Juanita put her finger in her mouth and sucked the juices off of her finger.

“Mmmmmmmm, tastes good,” Juanita smiled.

Julie was so embarrassed and ashamed.  This woman was humiliating her, and she could do nothing to defend herself.  The proof was between her legs. 

She finished Julie’s nails while looking at her with that knowing smile on her face.

Her pussy had betrayed her. Why did the damn thing always have to be so aroused and wet?

“Hey, puta, you want me to help you get off?” Juanita asked as she reached for Julie’s hard throbbing nipples. “These nipples are so fucking big!”

Julie moaned. She detested the woman, but her hands on her tits felt so good.

“You like this, puta. You like it when I squeeze your nipples? You don’t want me to stop, do you?” Juanita asked.

“I hate it,” Julie said weakly.

Juanita laughed loudly.

“You don’t hate it, puta. You love it,” she taunted the poor distressed girl.

Juanita leaned over and took Julie’s left nipple between her teeth and pulled hard. Julie groaned as the Mexican woman grated her teeth back and forth over her distressed nipple. Her clit throbbed, and she could feel the juices seeping from her pussy. Juanita did the same to her right nipple further arousing the slut bride.

“Oh God,” Julie moaned.

“God can’t help you, puta, but I can,” Juanita snickered as she looked between Julie’s legs and saw the puddle that was forming. “Look at you! Mr. Stevens was right! You are such a puta! Your pussy is a faucet!”

This illegal alien was humiliating Julie, and there was nothing she could do about it. She was right. Her pussy was dripping like a faucet. She was a slut. Any shame she felt soon disappeared as the Mexican abused her tits. Juanita soon found out that Julie liked it rough – the rougher the better.

Juanita smiled at the distressed slut bride as she separated her pussy lips and slid two fingers into her hot hole. Julie moaned at her touch. 

“Ah, you like that, no?” Juanita laughed.

Yes, she liked it. That went without saying. Juanita wasted no time adding a third finger and then a fourth as she stretched the poor girl’s fat pussy lips apart and widened her hole.

“Oooohhhhhh! Oooooohhhh! Please don’t do that,” she protested weakly.

“I know what you need, puta,” she laughed as she folded her thumb in adding it to the four fingers that were already invading Julie’s distended pussy. She pushed but met resistant. This didn’t discourage the Mexican as she pushed harder forcing her hand further into the slut bride’s stretched pussy. Her pussy lips clung to Juanita’s hand obscenely.

“Aggggggghhhhhh! Please don’t do that! You’re hurting me!” she groaned as she shook her head back and forth. 

The woman continued to violate her cunt showing absolutely no regard for what the poor girl was going through. 

“What are you doing?” she groaned as the fire burned out of control.

She closed her eyes unable to look at the woman’s mocking smile. Juanita knew what she was and Julie did too. She was nothing more then a dirty little slut just like Edgar said. 

Juanita pushed harder and her hand slipped into the stretched pussy up to her wrist. The woman relaxed for a moment as Julie adjusted to the intruder. With her left hand she teased Julie’s clit, rubbing and flicking it with her finger. This only aroused the poor girl even more.

“Feel good, puta? Are you ready for the fuck of your life?” Juanita asked.

“No! No! I don’t want this!” she wailed.

Julie opened her eyes and looked at the woman. At that moment Juanita balled her hand into a fist and drove it with all her might into Julie’s pussy. Julie grunted as Juanita’s fist pounded into her cervix.

“Ooooohhhhhh! Please don’t,” Julie said pleadingly between grunts.

Juanita smiled at her as she drew her fist back out to the mouth of Julie’s abused pussy and again rammed it back in with all her might. 

“You like it rough, don’t you?” Juanita smirked.

Julie’s eyes went wide as her mouth dropped opened. She was unable to speak. Juanita continued pounding her fist into the newlywed’s cunt, battering her cervix, filling the distressed girl with both pleasure and pain. She grunted with each vicious blow as her tits flopped wildly on her chest. 

“Agggggghhhhhhh!” Julie wailed.  “Please stop! I’m begging you! Please!”

“Hey, puta, I heard you have no teeth. Is it true?” Juanita asked.

“What?” Julie moaned focusing on the fist pounding her cervix.

“I asked you a question! Is it true you have no teeth?

“Y…y…yesss,” she said, humiliated that even this stranger knew.

“Fucking slut! You have no teeth so you can suck cock better, eh?” Juanita said, driving her fist harder into the distressed girl.

Julie groaned with pain mixed with pleasure. Her clit was hard and throbbing, and, in spite of the abuse she was taking, she was highly aroused as her cunt became wetter.

“I want to see!” Juanita ordered.

“What?” Julie asked between moans unable to focus on the woman’s words. The Mexican was heartless as she pounded her fist into the bride’s cunt like a well oiled machine.

“Are you fucking deaf?  I want to see you with no teeth. Take them out,” she ordered as she released Julie’s right hand.

What choice did she have? This was so embarrassing!

Julie released the lower denture and took it out. Juanita grabbed it from her.

“Now the other one,” she ordered.

Julie removed the upper denture which Juanita also took.

“Now smile for me,” Juanita ordered.

The insensitive bitch! How could she? This was so humiliating. The damn Mexican immigrant was pounding the crap out of Julie’s pussy with her fist and now insisted that she expose her toothless mouth.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she smiled a toothless smile. It wasn’t her fault that all of her teeth were removed. She felt so embarrassed, but at the same time the raging fire that was consuming her overshadowed anything else she might be feeling.

“Fucking puta, did you lose your teeth so you could suck cock better?  How pathetic you are,” Juanita said, degrading the poor slut bride.

Then Juanita grabbed her swollen clit and twisted it, sending Julie over the edge. The climax ripped through her as she groaned from the pounding she was receiving. Her juices flowed freely around Juanita’s fist which was now making a swishing noise as it continued to pound her abused cunt. Julie rode the fist to another climax as the pounding continued.

“Aaaaaagggghhhhh!” she screamed.

“That’s it, cum, puta. Cum like the slut that you are!” Juanita said as she continued battering her cunt.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me, you bitch!” Julie screamed as she rode the fist to another orgasm. She looked defiantly at Juanita through glazed eyes as she licked her lips.

After several minutes, Julie slumped over and Juanita finally withdrew her fist. She pulled Julie’s head up by her hair.

“Clean up your mess, puta,” she ordered.

Julie spit at the woman. She had no right ordering her around. Who did she think she was?

Juanita backhanded her sending her head reeling from the force of the blow. 

“I said clean up your mess!” she hissed.

Julie now totally defeated licked the woman’s hand, taking each finger in her mouth and sucking it clean. When Juanita was satisfied, she released the slut bride’s other wrist from the arm of the chair. 

“You made a mess on the chair. Clean it up,” she ordered.

“I can't,” Julie cried in dismay.

Juanita was hoping the puta wouldn’t cooperate as she started to slap her large tits. She smacked them forcefully from the bottom making them fly up and hit the poor girl in the chin – first the right one and then the left. Her blows were fast and furious.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“All right! All right! I’ll clean up my mess!” Julie cried in despair.

She gave each tit one more brutal slap before she relented.

“Clean up your mess and make it fast, puta,” Juanita ordered releasing her legs from the chair. 

“How?” Julie cried. “I need a cloth.”

“You’re really trying my patience! Scoop it up with your hand and lick it clean,” Juanita said. “Sluts like you don’t get a cloth.”

Julie hesitantly rubbed her hand in her sticky juices and licked her hand clean. She continued doing this until the sloppy mess between her legs was gone. 

Juanita then grabbed Julie’s face and looked her in the eye.

“You like the way I treat you, don’t you? You’re nothing but a puta! Say it!” she ordered.

“I… I’m a puta,” Julie repeated with tears in her eyes.

“Get down on your knees. I’m not done with you yet!”

Defeated, Julie scrambled to the floor.

Juanita removed her skirt and panties.

“There’s one more mess you have to clean up, puta,” Juanita said as she moved her pussy within inches of Julie’s face.  “Get busy!”

Julie looked up at the dark skinned woman in disbelief. This was the woman who was supposed to be attending to her needs. Was this just a preview of what was to come?

Juanita kneed her in the left tit, further humiliating and embarrassing the poor girl.

“Get busy!” Juanita ordered. “You got me all hot and bothered, and now you have to finish what you started!”

Julie leaned forward and ran her tongue up and down the swarthy labia. The woman was wet, and Julie tasted the juices flowing from her. Juanita then grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face into her cunt.

“I want you to eat my pussy, and I want to see some enthusiasm. Use those gums to suck my pussy lips,” Juanita ordered. Yes, that’s it… just like that. Those fucking gums are amazing!”

In spite of herself, eating Mexican pussy was turning Julie on. She sucked on her labia massaging it with her gums. She then worked her way down to the Mexican’s dripping hole and buried her tongue as deep as humanly possible. Juanita moved her hips constantly pushing forward, smothering Julie with her pussy. She worked her way back up to the woman’s clit and captured it between her gums. She applied pressure to the sensitive clit.

“Yes!  Yes! That feels so fucking good. Oh God, I’m going to cum! You’re making me cum, you nasty slut,” Juanita screamed as she held Julie’s head grinding her pussy all over the poor bride’s face. “Suck harder, you bitch! Use those damn gums!”

Julie’s face was covered in Juanita’s cum as she devoured the woman’s spasming pussy. 

Juanita shuddered for many minutes as she used Julie’s face to sooth her aroused cunt. She was intentionally rough on her, showing her no mercy.

“That’s it! Lick it clean,” Juanita ordered as she started to recover from her orgasm. When she was finally done, she pushed Julie away.

“You disgust me! Here’s your teeth. Get dressed!” Juanita ordered.

Julie silently dressed, avoiding the Mexican woman whom she detested. Her faced was covered in Juanita’s juices.

“You better go and clean yourself up. Your face is a mess, and Mr. Stevens will be here shortly,” Juanita said.

Julie went into the bathroom dejectedly as Juanita stepped out into the hall.

“It is done, Senor Stevens,” Juanita said.

“Good, Juanita, I knew I could count on you,” Edgar chuckled. “I hope you weren’t too rough on her.”

“Rough enough to show her what a puta she is,” Juanita said smiling at her boss.

“Good and you know what to do this afternoon?”

“Oh yes, not to worry,” Juanita said, smiling seductively at her boss.



Meanwhile Doug spent the morning with Monica hoping that she would reward him by relieving the ache in his balls. He was obsessed with the thought of cumming, and the fact that he got very little sleep last night combined with the dose of GHB he was given earlier, was driving him insane.  

“Did you have a good time last night?” Monica asked as she kissed Doug’s neck.

“Yes,” Doug replied cautiously as his cock twitched.

“Mmmmmm, did you like slapping those huge tits around, baby,” Monica whispered as she removed his Houdini chastity belt.

“Yes,” he moaned as his cock was released.

“I bet you did, and if you continue to be a good boy, I can promise you that you’ll be doing a lot more than that to your wife,” Monica said as she led Doug to the bathroom.

Monica then picked up an inflatable enema nozzle

 “OK, baby, it’s time to clean you out. I have a new dildo I want to try out on you today. 

Doug groaned at the thought of what she was about to do to him. Monica worked the nozzle past his sphincter and into his rectum. She then gave the bulb a few squeezes which inflated the nozzle in his ass preventing anything from getting out. She next connected the enema bag's hose to the nozzle.

The bag itself held over a gallon of warm liquid which was a special solution that Monica prepared just for Doug.

“Are you ready, baby?” she whispered in his ear as she opened the clamp. Doug let out a long, low moan as the warm liquid entered his rectum. 

As the long minutes passed, Monica watched as Doug’s flat abdomen swelled with the warm liquid that continued to fill him. She dumped another two quarts of the solution into the bag before moving behind him. She put her hand on his bloated abdomen and slowly rubbed his belly.

“That’s it, Doug. I want you to take it all,” she whispered as her other hand traveled down and wrapped itself around his hard, throbbing cock. She stroked his cock as his belly continued to grow. His cock was leaking like a faucet. The precum flowed freely from his pulsating shaft, and Monica rubbed it into his sensitive cock head.

“Ooohhhhhhhhhh!” Doug moaned. 

“Filling up, baby?” Monica teased as she kissed his neck and shoulders.

“Oh God, yes. I can’t take any more,” he moaned.

“Yes, you can. You can take a lot more. Do it for me, baby,” she whispered as she kissed his ear while still stroking his cock. The liquid continued to flow relentlessly into his rectum and colon. “You would do anything for me, wouldn’t you, Doug?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

Monica could feel his muscles twisting and spasming inside him. His body was evidently resisting the flood of enema liquid filling him. She imagined that by now his colon was filling nicely.

“Ooooohhhhhhh, please,” he begged as the cramps became worse.

His body movements increased until both his ass muscles were flexing and his pelvis began to grind as Monica continued to stroke his hard cock.

“Remember, baby, you’re not allowed to cum. If you get too close, you let me know. Believe me, you don’t want to find out what Edgar would do to you if you came without his permission,” she warned.

Doug groaned in frustration.

He looked pregnant as he stood there, filled with well over a gallon of liquid. Monica finally clamped the hose, stopping the flow. She removed the hose, checking first to make sure that the nozzle was closed. 

“Please take it out, Monica. I can’t bear it much longer,” he whined.

“Oh, baby, I’ll take it out. Don’t you worry about that, but there’s something you have to do for me first,” she said as she walked around in front of the poor boy.

He stood there with the nozzle protruding from his ass. The bulb in his rectum was inflated so that nothing could get in or out.  His belly was huge, filled with the warm liquid that Monica now forced him to hold. His cock stood out from his belly as hard as a rock, still dripping precum. 

Monica feared that in his condition he might cum. She couldn’t let that happen. Not only would Doug pay dearly for a mistake like that, but Monica would also suffer as a result. Edgar was adamant. 

“Are you close?” Monica whispered in his ear.

Doug hesitated. He was very close.

“Yes,” he mumbled.

“You know I can’t let that happen, Doug. I talked with Edgar this morning and tried to persuade him to let you cum today, but he wants to wait a little longer. I really tried,” she whispered.

“Ohhhhhhhhh,” Doug groaned in frustration.

“I need to do something that you’re not going to like, but remember I’m doing this for your own good,” she said as she backed away.

Doug watched her closely through pain-filled eyes. The cramps were getting more severe, and he had a hard time standing.  And then he saw what she had in her hand.

“Noooooooo! Please not that,” he begged.

“I’m sorry, baby. It’s the only way,” Monica said as she placed the prongs of the taser against his ball sack and pressed the trigger.

“Aggggggghhhhhhh!” Doug screamed in agonizing pain as the electrical charge ripped through his groin. The pain was unbearable as he dropped to his knees.

His cock shrunk somewhat, and Monica no longer feared that he would cum.

Doug babbled and made inarticulate noises as he began to recover from the sharp pain that ripped through his testicles and then right to the very tip of his cock. 

He looked up at her with tear-filled eyes.

“It’s almost over, baby. All you have to do is one more little thing for me, and then I’ll take that nasty plug out of your ass,” she said as she helped him up.

She led Doug back into the bedroom. He struggled. The cramps were now more pronounced as he hobbled along, being led by the dark skinned vixen.

“Lie down on the bed on your back,” she ordered. “After you make me cum, I’ll remove the nozzle.”

Doug looked at her in disbelief.

“I can’t…”

“You can and you will, Doug. Think of it as an incentive to get me off quickly. The better you perform, the faster I’ll cum, and the quicker that plug will be removed from your ass, providing you the relief you want,” she said.

Doug lay on his back with his bloated belly sticking up obscenely, resigned to the fact that there was no other way. His cock was semi-hard, still feeling the ill effects of the taser. Monica straddled Doug’s head, facing towards him as she lowered her sopping wet pussy down over his face.

“Get to work, baby,” she hissed as she ground her cunt all over his face.

Doug knew that the faster he got her off, the sooner the plug would be removed. His tongue was all over her cunt as he sucked her juices into his mouth. He nibbled on her clit and bit it lightly as she became more aroused. He then buried his tongue in her hole, savoring the sweet taste of her nectar.

“Oh yes, Doug, that’s it, baby! That feels so good,” she moaned as she rode his face. 

She reached down below his protruding belly and wrapped her fingers around his semi-hard cock. She stroked it until it once again grew long and hard in her hand. She licked her lips as she became more aroused. More than anything, she wanted to bury his cock in her pussy, but Edgar said no. Damn him!

Doug was frantic. He was feeling so many different emotions, all at the same time. The cramping was much worse, but his cock was hard and pulsing with need. He couldn’t take this much longer. He bit down on her clit, sending her over the edge.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m cumming!” she screamed as she ground her pussy down harder on his face, cutting off his air supply.

He stabbed his tongue into her and swallowed continuously, trying to keep up with the sweet nectar that was gushing out of her hole. His nose was covered, and he couldn’t breathe. He turned his head to the left and right, trying to free himself, but it was all for naught. Monica bore down hard, preventing him from moving. He was at her mercy.

Finally reality hit her as she saw his whole body convulsing, and she lifted her hot, throbbing cunt off of his face.

He gulped in large amounts of air as he struggled to breathe. He couldn’t get enough. He had grown dizzy and almost passed out. He saw his life pass before his eyes when suddenly she relented.

“It’s alright, baby,” she cooed as she kissed his face. “You got me so excited. You were driving me crazy.”

Doug said nothing as he still struggled to get air into his lungs. His cock remained hard as Monica slipped a cock ring down to the base of his cock. 

“Let’s get you back in the bath room,” she said as she helped him up.

Doug hobbled back into the bathroom and sat on the commode. He was light headed and felt ill.

“Now listen carefully, Doug. I’m going to remove the nozzle, but you are not to release anything until I tell you to. Do you understand?”

“I can’t hold it,” he wailed in despair.

“Yes, you can because if you don’t, you will be punished. You will receive the taser again, but for a much longer period of time,” she threatened him.

Doug looked up at her in disbelief.  She was asking for the impossible.  He was filled to capacity. How did she expect him to hold back? 

“Remember to concentrate. Squeeze tight and don’t allow any of the solution to escape until I tell you to,” she reminded him as she deflated the bulb in his rectum and slowly removed the nozzle.

Doug clamped down on his sphincter, trying desperately to keep the flood gates from opening. 

“Good, baby,” Monica whispered as she dropped the nozzle and straddled Doug’s legs as he sat on the commode, obviously in distress. “You’re doing just fine. You can do just about anything when you try hard enough.”

“I can’t hold back any longer,” he grunted through clinched teeth. His face was scrunched up in a grimace as he fought to maintain control over his sphincter.

“Yes, you can baby. You can do it for me,” she insisted as she grabbed his hard, throbbing cock and guided it to her wet, gaping hole. She lowered herself as his cock traveled up and into her warm cavern, finally pushing against her cervix. 

“I can’t…”

Monica pulled his head to her tits as she finally gave him permission to relieve himself.

“Go ahead, baby,” she hissed as she rode his cock.

The flood gates opened as the solution gushed out of poor Doug’s rectum and colon. It seemed to go on forever as the liquid splattered all over. He felt such relief as the cramping let up and his belly slowly returned to normal. After the initial discharge, there was a lull in the action for several minutes before another gush of brown liquid poured out.

“It’s not over yet, Doug. You still have more in you. It will take a few minutes, but I bet you’re feeling much better already,” she cooed in his ear as she rode his cock.

“Yes,” he replied weakly, just glad that the worst of it was over.

He had the urge again and another gush of brown liquid came pouring out. Monica just continued to ride his cock, reveling in the girth of his shaft as it filled her to capacity. Finally fearing that he might cum, she reluctantly lifted herself off of his stiff member.

Doug sat there on the commode now totally drained but sporting a raging hard-on. 

Monica quickly retrieved the Houdini Chastity Cage not the harness, for she wasn’t done with him yet. She wanted access to his rectum, access that the harness wouldn’t permit. The problem was that she couldn’t get the tube over his cock. It was too hard.

“Doug, we have a problem. You need to get soft so I can get this tube back on you,” she explained. 

Panic was written all over the poor boy’s face. He knew what that meant.

“I’ll give you a couple of minutes to settle down and get your cock soft. However, if you can’t do that for me, baby, then I’ll have to take more drastic measures.  You know what that means,” she warned. 

Doug was frantic. He had to get soft. Why did he always have a hard-on? He was never like this before. He concentrated on the consequences of not getting soft, but he was distracted by Monica who was standing in front of him. She was gorgeous as she stood there with her large luscious tits swaying seductively back and forth on her chest. This only got him harder.

Five minutes passed, but he was still hard. 

“Oh God, what’s the matter with me,” he groaned as another gush of liquid poured out of him like a tidal wave.

“Time’s up! I’m sorry, baby. You had your chance,” she said as she approached him with the taser.

She kneeled down and took his cock in her hand. It was so big and beautiful, she thought as she ran her tongue all over the velvety head. 

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” Doug moaned at her touch, but then his balls were filled with indescribable pain as the taser did its job, filling his scrotum with 50,000 volts.

His cock went limp, and Monica slid the tube over his deflated cock and attached the cuff around his scrotum, assuring that he would not get hard again.

“That hurt me more than it hurt you, baby. I didn’t want to do it. I think you’ve earned a nice, long, hot shower. Take your time. I’ll be in the other room,” she said as she kissed him on the lips and then left him alone.

Doug was glad that the ordeal was finally over, and the hot shower did wonders to revitalize him.  After finishing up, he walked into the bedroom.  Monica stood there wearing her harness. Attached to the harness was a dildo that was longer and thicker than any of the others she had used on him. 

“We’re going to have a little fun with the time that we have remaining,” she cooed.

“Ohhhhhhh!” Doug moaned, remembering that it wasn’t over yet, and this was only the start of his day. Monica lubed him up and rode his ass for over an hour as she climaxed continuously. Doug’s balls ached as he was unable to achieve a hard-on thanks to the Houdini Chastity Cage.

He couldn’t think straight as the lust boiled in his veins.  How he wished things were different. If he could only go back in time, he would do things differently. His mind was in a daze as Monica continued to pound his ass with her new toy. Her hand came down on his bare ass as she buried the long, thick phallus up his rectum and into his colon.



Meanwhile back in the suite Julie washed her face, reapplied her make-up, and fixed her hair.  Her body had betrayed her again. She was disgusted with herself for letting the Mexican ingrate get the best of her. How dare that Hispanic treat her in that manner. She came from a well-to-do family and knew all about the illegal immigrants who were entering the country by the thousands. Juanita’s relatives were probably among them, she reasoned, trying to make herself feel better.

She checked herself in the mirror and saw a sexy seductive vixen staring back at her. The short denim skirt she was wearing along with the six inch heels accentuated her long shapely legs. Her tank top revealed a deep valley of cleavage that, thanks to her bra, filled out her top to overflowing.  She had changed so much over the past few weeks. A stranger stared back at her, but she still had mixed feelings.  She craved the things that she was forced to do but, at the same time, was filled with such guilt at betraying the Lord. Only a short time ago she was a strong person, grounded in her beliefs and firm in her convictions. Now, all of that was slowly dissipating.

When she entered the suite, no one was there. She expected to find Edgar waiting, for she was never left alone. She walked over to the door. It was unlocked. That was strange. She opened the door and looked down the hall. It was empty. 

Her pulse quickened. She was alone. For the first time in weeks she was actually alone. Maybe she could make it downstairs and out the front door. Then she could find help. The authorities would understand. Edgar’s so called contract probably wasn’t worth the paper it was written on.

She edged her way carefully down the hall towards the stairs. No one was in sight.  She stealthily worked her way down the stairs and over to the front door. She reached for the door knob. It was unlocked. Her heart was beating at a hysterical pace as she opened the door and snuck out. For the first time in weeks she breathed fresh air. She looked up at the sun and felt its warmth. It felt so good, but she was wasting time. She couldn’t just stand there. She would be caught.

She looked around and decided to try and make it to the woods in the distance. At least there she would be able to find cover within the forest. If she stayed out in the open, they were sure to find her. It was impossible to move quickly in six inch heels! She took them off and ran barefoot through the grass. Her tits bounced up and down on her chest as she quickly tried to make it to the woods undetected. 

Finally she entered the safety of the woods and slowed down out of breath. The run to safety was her first step towards freedom. She still kept moving, fearing that Edgar and Monica would soon discover that she was missing if they hadn’t done so already.

The woods became denser as she continued her journey. This was certainly not uncharacteristic of the Adirondacks.  She stumbled upon a path as the forest became darker, the rays of the sun partially blocked out by the density of the forest.

Suddenly a grunt of air escaped her as she was stopped in mid-stride. Her body was flung sideways from the trail to land painfully on the bed of the forest. Stunned, she didn’t know what hit her until a pair of hands grabbed her from behind by her hair and pulled her to her feet.

“Leave me alone! What do you think you’re doing?” she screamed as she looked up and saw three huge blacks standing before her. 

“Well, what the fuck do we have here?” one of them said, grinning evilly from ear to ear.

“Let me go, damn it,” she screamed as she struggled to get free. She kicked and swung out with her arms, but they were too strong and powerful.

“Shut up, bitch!” the black man ordered as he backhanded her, sending her head reeling.

Julie was dazed by the unexpected blow and filled with fear at the thought of being caught alone in the woods with three black men. She could see by their uniforms that they were prisoners or convicts of some sort, but what were they doing here in the woods in the middle of nowhere?

“Now that’s a nice piece of white meat,” the other black said as he grabbed the front of her tank top and violently ripped it off her with one yank. 

Julie was taken by surprise. The black wasted no time in ripping her bra off, releasing her huge tits to the gawking eyes of the three black men.

“Holy shit, look at those fucking tits! They’re huge! Are those babies real?” asked the first black man as he squeezed Julie’s right tit. “I’m gonna have me some fun with these white milk sacks. I haven’t had a piece of ass in over two years.”

“Don’t do that,” she wailed, trying to get away from the large black hands that were abusing her tits, but the man holding her from behind grabbed her hair and yanked her head back forcing her tits forward as a sacrifice to his two buddies. 

“If you don’t want to get hurt, you better cooperate. We’re not taking any shit from some white trash like you,” he hissed.

Each man took hold of one of her large tits and started sucking and chewing on her inch long nipples. Julie was disgusted by the bastards, but, at the same time, could feel the tingling sensations beginning in her pussy. What was wrong with her? She was mad at herself for getting aroused by these abusive blacks. She didn’t want it. It wasn’t right, but she couldn’t help herself.

“No! No! Stop it, damn you!” she screamed, but her screams only seemed to excite them even more. They bit and slapped her heaving tits unable to get enough of the white meat.

The black holding her from behind reached down under her skirt and ripped off her thong. 

Julie struggled, kicking out at the bastards who were abusing her, but they threw her to the ground. Two of them held her down by her arms. Her massive tits jiggled and shook on her chest like jell-o. The third black convict ran his hand up Julie’s thigh and felt the wetness in her now naked pussy.

“Hey, the bitch is wet!” he exclaimed. “This ho is really getting off on this. She likes it!”

“Stop it, damn you! You have no right!” she screamed. “I’m a good Christian girl!”

His comments enraged Julie as she thrashed all the more trying to free herself. Why did everyone insist on calling her a slut? They had no right doing these things to her.

The black between her legs reached up and smacked her right tit hard. He then smacked her left tit. He grabbed her by her long nipples. That got her attention.

“Look, bitch, if you kick me one more time, I’m going to bite your fucking nipple right off, and if you think I’m joking, just go ahead and try it! You’re going to get fucked whether  you like it or not. None of us have had a piece of ass in a long time. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, ” he challenged her as he released her nipples and  removed  his prison uniform. 

Julie looked up in terror as she saw what was hanging between his legs. He was built like a horse. His cock was over nine inches long, and it wasn’t even hard yet, and it was as thick as her arm.  

He kneeled down and rubbed his large black cock up and down between her pussy lips, and then up and over her throbbing clit. 

“Oooooowwwww, I almost forgot how good pussy felt,” he snickered at her.

Julie moaned unable to help herself. She was so embarrassed. She didn’t want him to know how much she wanted his large, black snake. She remembered Benjamin and his thirteen inch cock and how it filled her. She wanted to be filled again with black meat. 

“Good Christian girl? This white bitch is one hot mother. She’s so fucking wet down here,” exclaimed the black man as his large cock head rested against the entrance of her hot cunt. He pushed hard, and the head of his cock disappeared. He steadily drove the rest of his cock up her hot hole until he was wedged up against her cervix. 

“Oh God! Oh God help me!” Julie exclaimed as she moaned. Her body was betraying her, and she was responding to this brutal rape. The two other blacks wasted no time in squeezing, pulling, kissing and sucking on her large sensitive tits. This fanned the fire burning within her even more as the two mouths traveled all over her tit meat. 

“Yes! Yes! Suck on my tits! Bite them!” she moaned.

One of the blacks, unable to stand it any longer, whipped out his now hard cock and ordered Julie to suck it.

It felt strange sucking cock with her dentures in her mouth, but there was no way she was telling these thugs that she wore dentures. By now the black man in her pussy was ramming her with a vengeance, pounding into her cervix and threatening to break through.

Julie grunted and groaned with every thrust. She was so full. The enormous black cock was stretching her to new limits, and soon she was on the verge of a climax. She was beside herself. How could she climax when these thugs were raping her? It hit her like a bolt of lightning as her body convulsed out of control and her vaginal muscles clamped down on the monstrous cock buried in her cunt. She shivered as waves of pleasure traveled up and down her spine.

“Oh God, I’m coming! Aaaaaggghhhhhh!” Julie screamed.

“This white ho is on fire!” he exclaimed. “I got an idea!”

The black took his long hard cock out of Julie’s spasming cunt and lay down on the ground.

“Okay, get the white bitch on top! I want that nasty cunt riding my black snake,” he ordered.

The two blacks lifted the still spasming girl by the arms like a puppet and placed her on their buddy’s cock facing him. His cock easily slid into her well lubed cunt. 

She groaned as the black snake once again violated her hot hole. She looked down at him through glazed eyes as she licked her lips. He pulled her forward by her pendulous tits while one of his other black buddies ran his cock up and down the crack of her ass.

“Ooooohhhhh! What are you doing?” Julie groaned in her lust induced state.

“Just giving you what you deserve, ho!” laughed the black man.

He positioned his cock at her anus and pushed. 

Julie grunted.

Nothing happened. His fat black cock was just too big. He pushed again, but her sphincter resisted and banned him from entering. He tried several more times but was unable to force his monster cock up her ass.

“Damn!” he exclaimed. “She’s fucking tight back here!”

“You have to lube it first, man!” said the black pounding Julie’s pussy. “Don’t you know anything? Here, dip it in her cunt first,” he said lifting Julie up like a rag doll so that he could withdraw his cock and let his buddy enter.

The other black worked his cock in and out of her sloppy cunt getting it nice and wet before trying again to penetrate her rectum. This time Julie could resist no long and her sphincter gave as the large bulbous head of his cock entered her.  She yelped as he pushed forward, burying several inches up her shitter.

“Ohhhhhhh Goddddddd, You’re too big!” Julie wailed as she felt both cocks filling her. Over twenty-four inches of black cock was threatening to ream out her pussy and ass. They developed a rhythm and were pistoning in and out of her holes like a well oiled machine. Julie remembered back to the previous night when Edgar and the snake double fucked her. This  got her even more excited.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Fuck me good!” she exclaimed as chills ran up and down her spine. 

The third black convict walked around in front of Julie and grabbed her by the hair. He raised her head up.

“Suck my cock, bitch!” he ordered as he slapped her across the face with his semi-hard cock. 

Julie in a daze opened her mouth to accept the huge black cock that was about to violate her throat. She was so far gone now. She didn’t care what they did to her.

“Stick out your tongue,” he ordered.

Julie mindlessly obeyed. The black slapped her tongue with his long black snake before pushing forward  and burying his serpent to the back of her mouth as he held on to her hair. His black buddy who was pounding her pussy reached up and grabbed her large swaying tits and mauled them. 

“Take it all, white bitch,” he snarled. “I’m going to show you what a real cock feels like.”

Holding her firmly by the hair, with one thrust, he buried his cock in her throat up to his balls.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he exclaimed as he started to fuck her throat with his black serpent. “This ho knows how to suck cock! She took the whole thing!”
He pounded her face viciously. 

Julie was on overload. Every hole was filled with black cock, and she was on the verge of another climax. The fire built in the pit of her stomach and exploded causing her to spasm uncontrollably as her body convulsed.  The climax raced though her system. Her pussy and anus spasmed, caressing the huge black cocks violating her, and she sucked greedily on the cock that was buried in her mouth. She didn’t care any more. They could use her. She felt so fucking good. She moaned around the cock as it pistoned in and out of her throat. 

She was like a wild animal as she bucked up and down riding the two huge black poles that were buried in her pussy and ass. They were the pleasure givers. She willingly sucked the monster cock that battered her throat. His balls slapped against her chin with each violent thrust.

The black convict raping her pussy got rougher with her tits as he smacked them from the sides and watched them collide into each other. This only further enflamed her as she brutally dropped herself on the enormous black cocks that were ripping in and out of her cunt and asshole.

She was a lust crazed animal, and she knew she was a slut just like they said. She loved having all three holes filled with cock. She wanted it. She was in her element. Why did she waste so many years when she could have been enjoying herself?

“Yes, this is what I was made for,” she thought as another climax hit her, sending her higher and higher. Every nerve in her body was alive and tingling as climax after climax ravaged her body. 

She never wanted it to end, but the three excited blacks were reaching the boiling point as their cocks were expertly worked by this immoral slut. It’s amazing that they lasted as long as they did already. She was accommodating and handling the three black cocks with no problem at all. She was a crazed sex machine that had a fire burning within her that no one could put out, and they were having a hard time keeping up with her.

The black man buried in her pussy came first, filling her with his hot cum. Load after load of cum shot into her and, before he was done, the black convict buried deep in her ass was unable to hold off any longer as his pulsating cock gushed cum up her rectum.  She was filled to overflowing. 

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm!”

She groaned around the cock filling her throat which triggered an explosion which sent scalding hot cum directly into her belly. She loved the taste of his cum. She looked like a pump as she drained the three huge cocks.

They forced her to sit up, and, as they held her by her hair, she cleaned their cocks one by one. She licked them enthusiastically, taking their orange sized balls into her mouth and sucking lovingly on them. Even the acrid taste of the cock that had violated her ass didn’t bother her. She cleaned up the remnants of her excrement that adhered to his cock without giving it a second thought. This is how low she had sunk, and she didn’t even realize it.

“This white bitch is something else!” one of them exclaimed.

“She one nasty ho!” exclaimed another.

“Oh God, that was great!” she exclaimed as she scooped up the cum dripping from her pussy and licked her fingers clean.  

“Shhhhhhh! Listen!” whispered one the blacks with a scared look on his face.

There was a rustling in the distance. Footsteps were approaching. 

“What’s that?” another asked, filled with alarm at the approaching footsteps.

“It sounds like someone’s coming. Let’s get the fuck out of here,” the third said as they grabbed their clothes and headed off in the opposite direction.

Julie ached all over as she slowly got up. She looked for the remnants of her clothes. She needed to get out of there before whoever was coming found her.

As she attempted to run, Edgar suddenly stood in her path. She was too late.

“Charles, get her,” he yelled as Charles came forth and grabbed the dazed girl.



As it turns out, the blacks were part of a work detail from the local penitentiary that escaped earlier that morning. The authorities had been combing the woods for them all morning. The three happened to come upon Julie in the woods. Actually Julie slowed them up and was instrumental in their capture. They were soon taken back into custody and returned to prison. They were left with an afternoon they would not soon forget - the sultry white crazed slut with the amazingly large tits.

Needless to say Julie returned to Edgar’s estate. Would she be punished for trying to escape? Wasn’t every humiliating act already punishment enough? She would soon find out that crossing Edgar was no a wise move to make.




