The Misadventures of Gwen Chapter 30 

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Chapter 30


The morning had passed quickly. It was now 11:30 and Dom was putting the milking machine away.  She then would take me to the Marquis.

My morning had been very busy up until now. The morning walk was tedious to say the least and left me in a highly aroused state. Everything these days got me aroused.

Monique, Evelyn, and Michelle each took full advantage of the circumstances and had me eat them out this morning. I was more than willing since it earned me three more beads. It seemed all I did was eat pussy lately. A nice hard cock would be a welcome change of pace. I needed some variety in my life. I liked eating pussy but I liked sucking cock as well.

Michelle combed my hair for over 30 minutes, but I did not dress. I was left naked until Dom arrived.

Dom now returned and had a package in her hands. She set it down on the couch and opened it.

“The Marquis sent this outfit for you to wear. He had it specially made for you.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, honey. Evidently there’s a reason, and you’ll find out soon enough,” Dom said.

This seemed strange. I had an extensive wardrobe. He spared no expense in that department.

The outfit was soft black leather. Dom fitted the bra on me which clasped in the front as my others did, however, the boots were different. They were six inch heels rather than five, and I found it difficult to stand in them. The strain on my calves was tremendous. I felt as if I was standing on my tip toes. They were highly uncomfortable.

“My God, you looked like a slut before, but those six inch heels just accentuate your body even more. You have more of a bounce when you walk. You’re reeking sex. God, you look so good I could eat you right now,” Dom exclaimed.

I’m so glad the visual effect was pleasing to her eye. Unfortunately, that didn’t help me out any.

Dom then picked up two large black dildos that were in the package. She examined them closely.  One was larger than the other. The larger one was approximately eight inches long and two and a half inches in diameter. I could surely accommodate it, but there was no telling what it would do to me physically. The smaller one was only around two inches in diameter and six inches long. 

“This one looks like my ex-boyfriend,” Dom commented.  “Well, what the fuck do we do with these?”

A piece of paper fell out of the wrapping on the dildos. Dom picked it up.

“Instructions,” she said as she held up the paper.

“Well, if you’re feeling hot and horny now, slut, brace yourself.  Soon these babies will be buried in two of your vacant cavities, and I don’t mean your mouth. Marquis’ instructions,” said Dom.

She was enjoying this much too much.  

My clit throbbed. I knew what they would do to me. I better prepare myself for a shocking experience. 

“Lie back on the couch and spread your legs. We don’t have much time. The Marquis is expecting us.”

I lay back as instructed and Dom got down on her knees and fingered my pussy.  I got wetter just from her touch. She buried two fingers deep in my pussy.

“What am I doing, slut?”

“You’re fingering my cunt,” I answered.

“Not your vagina?” she asked.

“No, Dom, ladies have vaginas, sluts have cunts. I’m a slut,” I answered matter-of factly.

“Good,” she smiled as she took the large dildo and worked the whole thing into my pussy. She pushed the end with the tip of her index finger and my pussy lips closed around the end of the long black dildo.

Dom then took a tube of K-Y Jelly and worked some into my rectum. She then lubricated the smaller black dildo before inserting it in my ass. I moaned as she twisted it and pushed it back and forth burying inch after inch up my ass. I felt so full, and I was so fucking turned on. 

She smiled at me as her tongue snaked out of her mouth and traced circles around my hard, throbbing clit.

She then took a black leather thong and ordered me to put it on. This effectively held the dildos in place. The leather piece traveling up the crack of my ass was around three quarters of an inch wide ensuring that the dildo up my ass didn’t escape.

I stood there before Dom on fire. I was so fucking aroused, and she looked so good. There was no way I could walk to the Marquis’s office without going over the edge. 

“You’re close aren’t you, honey?” she asked.

“God, yes,” I answered.

“Well, the last time I tried to help you, look what it got me! I won’t interfere again,” Dom said with a note of bitterness in her voice.

“I told you I was sorry. I don’t know what else I can do,” I answered.

“Do you love me, Gwen,” Dom asked as she cupped my leather encased tits.

“Oh yes, Dom, I love you,” I said as I impulsively buried my tongue in her mouth.
“We need to leave. We have very little time.  You really look hot!” Dom exclaimed.

“Dom, I’m on fire! I can’t move. I’m too close!  I don’t want to get shocked like this!”

“The only thing that will counteract what you’re feeling is pain,” she stated.  “It’s just a matter of what form it takes.  The rings can shock the shit out of you, or I can inflict pain on you which will have the same result. The choice is yours.”

Damn it, she was right.  I was on the edge and someone needed to put that fire out. I had been shocked so many times before, why was it such a big deal now?  Maybe it was because I never knew exactly when it would hit before, and there was always the hope that it wouldn’t come, but this was different. I knew if I moved, it was over. 

“I can only stall for a few minutes! Get on your knees and keep your legs apart. Let’s see if you can settle down somewhat.”

I immediately obeyed in hopes of settling down enough to get to the Marquis’s study. Dom walked over and stood in front of me.

“God, you look so hot in that outfit. I’m getting wet just looking at you. Let’s put this time to good use,” Dom said.

She lifted her skirt and came in closer bringing her naked pussy up to my lips. 

“Do you love my pussy, honey,” she asked.

“Oh yes, Dom,” I moaned. I knew what I was expected to do. I ran my tongue up and down her clit.  That should be her running her tongue all over my clit. Dom grabbed me by the ears and rubbed her pussy all over my face. My tongue was everywhere until she pulled me in burying my tongue in her hot hole.

“Yeah, eat my pussy, honey. God, no one eats pussy like you do. That feels so good,” she moaned.

This wasn’t helping me as I got more aroused. I could tell that Dom was close. Her movements were more agitated. She was breathing heavy, when all of a sudden she let out a scream as my face was flooded with her juices.

Through all this I could hear her speak.

“I’m doing this for your own good, honey,” she said in the middle of her orgasm.

At that moment the dildos violating my hot pussy and ass came to life, vibrating and churning in me.

“Oh God, no!  I can’t take any more!  Aaaaaaaagggggghhhhhh!!!” I screamed as the electric shocks hit my nipples and clit simultaneously.  

Dom held my head forcing my face against her pussy as my body spasmed and the pain grew acute in my head. The dildos were relentless as they continued to churn and vibrate deep within me. 

Dom pulled my head back. My eyes were rolling up into my head. The shocks to my nipples continue.

“Tell me how much you love me, honey,” she insisted.

I looked up at her through the pain that was causing my vision to blur.

“I love you so much, Dom,” I moaned.

“It was the only way, honey! You know that. There was no other way!” she said.

She held my head close to her as the shocks subsided, and I began to gain my composure. My body spasmed for many minutes, but the fire burning in my loins had subsided for the time being.

I knew she was right. There was no other way, but I also knew she enjoyed seeing my body racked with pain.

“Get up, honey, we must hurry!”

She quickly washed my face and reapplied my make-up. She then combed my hair and led me down the hall to the Marquis’s study.

My steps were tentative. Six inch heels would take some getting use to. My breasts heaved on my chest as the dildos moved inside me with every step I took. I could feel myself getting wet again. 

Dom entered the room first. The Marquis was looking at his watch as we entered. 

“You’re late! In the future I expect you to be punctual!”

“Yes, Marquis,” Dom answered.  “I’ll pay closer attention to the time in the future.”

“Yes, of course, you will. That will be all for now, Dominique.”

Dom turned and quickly departed, leaving me alone with the Marquis.

The Marquis looked me up and down. He then slowly walked around me, continuing to examine me carefully. He paused to feel my calves before returning to face me.

“I think I like those six inch heels – very sexy.  Your whole body becomes more pronounced. Walk for me!” he ordered.

I walked to the other side of the room and back very conscious of his piercing eyes taking in every move that I made.  

“You are definitely much more, shall we say, provocative, in six inch heels. Dominique was right. They do become you. All of your movements are accentuated. I will consider having your wardrobe changed to accommodate them. Would you like that, Gwen?” asked the Marquis.

“Yes, sir,” I answered. 

I knew the game. There was only one answer that was acceptable. In reality, six inch heels would be a nightmare for me. 

The Marquis pushed a button on the remote and my bra unfastened.  

“Remove your bra, Gwen,” he ordered.

I took my bra off, and my breasts sprang free. My nipples were hard and throbbing, still feeling the affects of the walk from my chamber.

The Marquis examined my breasts. He was concerned about damage to his property. After all, he didn’t want a slut who wasn’t perfect in every way.

“You held up well yesterday. There are no marks, and the swelling for the most part is gone,” he commented as he cupped and felt my breasts.

I licked my lips as his hands manipulating my tits, I mean my breasts, ignited the fire burning in my loins. I looked at him longingly, wishing he would let me suck on his cock. I needed a good stiff cock so badly. 

“Well, we never got a chance to discuss your guest appearance at the Red Hats Luncheon. I understand you were the hit of the party,” commented the Marquis with a smirk on his face.

“Yes, I was, sir,” I answered.

“I understand they kept you quite busy, but it was not without its rewards, was it?”

“No, sir,” I answered.

“Were you surprised to see your old friend, Grace?”

“Very much so, sir.”

“I had intended to tell you she was President of the chapter, but it slipped my mind,” he injected with that mischievous look on his face.  “You do believe me, don’t you, Gwen?”

“Yes, sir,” I answered, playing the game that he forced me to play.

“Unfortunately, there have been some repercussions from your appearance at the Red Hats luncheon. News has spread quickly in certain circles. Those old women just can’t keep their damn mouths shut. Anyway, another group, The Gumbas, a group from the Sons of Italy, heard about this gathering and felt slighted because the same offer wasn’t made to them.  These guys are all part of the old Italian mafia, and although not one of them is younger than seventy, they still wield a great deal of influence in the community. I can’t afford to offend them. Politically that wouldn’t be a good move on my part. Do you understand what I’m saying, Gwen?” he asked.

“I think so.”

“You’re probably wondering why I’m telling you all this?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You’re a smart girl. Try to figure it out!”

“I assume you plan on having me entertain these gentlemen?”

“You assume correctly, and they are no gentlemen. They are from the old country, the old school.  I don’t imagine you’ll have an easy time of it. It could get rough.”

My heart raced as he continued to speak.

“I had to act quickly. You’ll be entertaining them today. The dildos are to help you get primed for your afternoon with the boys. I’ll remove them before you leave.”

Get primed! God, I didn’t need to get primed. I was so fucking hot all the time. That was the last thing that I need. 

“On the bright side, think of the great footage we’ll get for your movies. The Red Hat luncheon already produced some fantastic material for part three.”

I got sick of hearing about that fucking movies. My feet were killing me. These goddamn six inch heels were forcing me to stand on my toes. 

“You look distressed. What’s the problem?”

“No problem, sir.”

“Obviously, something is wrong. What is it?”

“Nothing it’s just that I’m having a hard time getting use to these new heels. It’s difficult to stand like this with them on.”

“I’m discussing important matters with you, and all you can think about is your heels!” he shouted as he drew back his hand and slapped me across the left cheek sending me reeling and falling to the floor. 

I was stunned by the unexpected blow. I held my cheek, dazed and unable to focus. There was a ringing in my ears. 

“Get up and assume the position, now, before I really lose my patience with you!”

I faintly hear his voice through the ringing. My head began to clear as I tried to stand.  I was finally able to maintain my balance, and I tried my best to spread my legs and lock my hands behind my neck.

“All your boots will be replaced with six inch heels. I like the look much better. You’ll simple have to deal with it. Once you’ve walked in them for awhile, it’ll become second nature to you. I don’t want to hear any more complaints about it!”

“Yes, sir.”

The Marquis paced back and forth in front of me.

“You’ve totally destroyed my train of thought.  Be sure you’re obedient today. These old Italians are use to their women towing the line.  They’re not going to look kindly on you. They, themselves are very protective of their daughters.  Any young woman who is a total slut like you won’t fare well with them. Don’t worry about getting beads. They won’t have anything to do with that. They’re too macho. If all goes well and they are satisfied, you’ll receive 40 beads as a reward.”

Oh my God, 40 beads! That was unbelievable. I’d make sure they were all well satisfied.

“Thank you, sir,” I answered, trying to hide my excitement.

The Marquis went to his desk and pressed the intercom button.

“Get Dominique!”

He then returned to me.

“It’s almost time for you to leave. Dominique will be here momentarily to remove the dildos. Then I’ll have some final instructions for you.”

Dominique entered and removed my G-String. She then, under the watchful eye of the Marquis, removed both dildos.  My pussy was sopping wet, but it was a relief to have the dildos removed.  She then licked my pussy clean.

“Thank you, Dominique. By the way, you will be accompanying Gwen tonight. Your purpose in being there is to watch over her and make sure things don’t get out of hand. If it looks like there might be trouble, you know what to do.”

“Yes. Marquis, I understand,” Dom responded before leaving the room.

“Now, Gwen, we need to review a few things so that tonight is a success for both you and me.  First of all, they’re expecting a slut! Are you a slut?”

“Yes, sir,” I responded.

“Yes, mentally you are a slut. We both know your mind is in the gutter and constantly focuses on your pussy and how much you would like to cum.  Your eyes also convey the message - slut. However, tonight you have to act like a slut. You must be bold and forward.  The ‘Yes, sir’ won’t wash with these guys, and they don’t want or expect that. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“I think so, sir,” I answered.

“You must more than just think so, you have to know or both of us will have problems tomorrow.  If Gino comes back to me unhappy with you or your performance, know that you’re the one that will suffer for it. Not to mention the fact that there will be no beads.”

This might prove more difficult than I originally thought. I was never allowed to outwardly act like a slut. I had to maintain a high degree of reserve in responding to the Marquis and his guests. Now, he wanted me to suddenly reverse all of that.

“Here, put these on,” he said, handing me a box.

Inside the box was a pair of black lace panties, a short black mini skirt, and a red blouse. The Marquis was making sure I looked the part of the slut.  I quickly put my bra back on and slipped into the panties, skirt, and red blouse.  The Marquis looked on approvingly.  

“I think you’re ready to meet the boys. I really do like those six inch heels!” he commented.

Dominique and I were taken by limo to a seedy section of town. From what I could tell, it looked like an old rundown industrial area that had seen better days. The limo stopped in front of a large warehouse. Dominique took the lead, walking to the steel door of the building which was decorated in graffiti and knocked.  An older man, short and stocky, cautiously opened and the door and then smiled when he saw it was Dominique.

“Hey, Gino, I think our guest is here,” the old guy yelled out.

“Hey, bring her in, Carmen,” answered Gino.

Dominique and I entered the warehouse. The door was immediately locked by Carmen. As I looked around I could see that the facility was dimly lit and sparsely furnished. A makeshift stage was assembled in the middle of the room surrounded by chairs. A group of gruff looking old men stood around gawking at Dominique and me as we approached Gino. I was surprised these guys weren’t in a nursing home. I had never seen so many old men congregated together in one place.

“Ciao! You must be, Dominique! It’s a nice to meet you. The Marquis already explained to me that you would be here tonight. You make a yourself at home,” Gino said as he gave Dominique a big hug.

“Thank you, Gino,” Dom replied.

“Carmen, make Dominique comfortable. Get her anything she wants. We have lots of food and drink. My wife made some nice lasagna and antipasto. You make a yourself at home.”

Dominique was led off by Carmen as I stood before Gino, remembering that I was to play the part of the aggressive slut.

“Hey, you must be Gwen!”

“Hi, Gino,” I said in a sexy voice, licking my lips.

“Why you’s a young enough to be my granddaughter. Why you dress like that? Don’t you have no shame?  Do your father and mother know what you’re doing?”

Gino caught me off guard. I didn’t know what to say to him. Things were not going as I had expected.

The other old men gathered around.

“Hey, go easy on her, Gino. She here to show us a good time,” one of them said.

“Yea, I guess you right. She nothing but a baldracca, a little whore.”

I could tell that Gino had taken a dislike to me right from the start, and I didn’t know why. God, I had to show them a good time, or the Marquis would make me pay dearly.

“It’s kind of warm in here. Do you mind if I take my top off?” I asked.

“Hey, bella, you can take everything off!” shouted one of the old men.

I smiled as I started to slowly unbutton my blouse.

“Holy shit, look at those tits!” said one of the men.

I licked my lips as my blouse dropped to the floor.

“Are those real?” asked another.

“Of course, they’re real, Tony. You think I would a bring you anything but the real cioccie?” Gino laughed.

They all laughed at the crude comment as I contemplated my next move. Suddenly my bra released, and I could see that Dom had the remote out. 

“Would anyone like to help me take my bra off?” I asked seductively.

“I will!” a short fat man yelled as he rushed forward.

“Hey, Mario, you not a wasting any time. Want me to tell your old lady,” another one joked.

Mario stepped up to me. His face was about level with my breasts. He took the cups of my bra and pulled them off. My bra fell to the floor as Mario stared wide-eyed at my now exposed chest.

“Momba mia!” he exclaimed.

I took his head and pulled it into my cavernous cleavage.

“Want to give me a kiss hello, Mario, baby,” I cooed.

Mario’s lips and tongue were all over my breasts, licking and kissing.

“OK, that’s enough! Don’t be leccaculo” Gino said.

“Hey, I just a like her big tits.”

Mario reluctantly backed off unable to take his eyes off my breasts.

“Ok, we all gonna have a good time tonight. Didn’t I promise you that?” asked Gino.

“Of course, you did, Gino!”

“We know.”

“But first I need to speak to the mignotta and explain to her what’s a gonna happen. Capisce?”

“Sure, Gino.”

“Eh, whatever you say.”

The old guys milled around leaving Gino alone with me, but never taking there eyes off of me for a minute. I kind of liked the attention.  My breasts were driving them crazy. My nipples were hard and my clit was throbbing.


“OK, troia, here’s what’s a gonna happen…”

“Troia?” I asked.

“You know, it mean slut, bitch. You are a slut, aren’t you?”

I was again caught off guard by Gino. I knew I had to act the part of the slut, but now I realized he thought of me as nothing but a slut, and this angered him.

“Of course, Gino, I’m your slut,” I cooed, trying to act the part, hoping to win him over.

“First, you gonna get up on the stage and take the rest of your clothes off for the boys. They like a nice striptease. Capisce?”

“Oh, baby, I would love to strip for you and the boys,” I said as I cupped my breasts.

In spite of himself, Gino couldn’t help but stare at my breasts as I hefted them in my hands.

“Then after the strip tease, you going to walk up to each of the boys so they can introduce themselves to you. Capisce?”

“Oh yes, I understand, Gino. Anything you want, baby.”

The fact that he couldn’t take his eyes off of me was turning me on more and more. I was getting wetter and wetter down below as he continued to explain to me what would happen.

“Now, you need to understand that me and the boys are gentlemen.  We all married and faithful to our wives.”

I almost couldn’t contain myself from laughing. Faithful? 

“Oh, I understand, Gino,” I said as I swayed back and forth, my breasts heaving in front of his face.

“We only have a little fun like we going to do tonight, but we never have sex with another woman. We all faithful to our women and proud of it. Capisce?”

“Oh, I understand perfectly,” I cooed as I drew Gino’s head to my right breast. 

Gino couldn’t resist as his tongue darted around my nipple which was so hard and begging for attention. He then took it in his mouth as I thought about how all of them would fuck me before the night was over. So much for their faithfulness to their wives. I chuckled inwardly.

I was abruptly brought back from my reverie when Gino bit down hard on my nipple. I pulled back in shock. 

“Hey, careful, that hurt,” I said.

“OK, time for the fun and games to begin. I explain what else happen as we continue. Capisce?”

“Anything you say, Gino,” I replied still somewhat irritated as he led me to the makeshift stage. 

All the old men were sitting around in various stages of undress. Most of them had their cocks exposed as they stroked them. I got up on the stage to their hooting and howling. Then music started playing. How appropriate – it was “The Stripper.”

I walked around the small stage displaying my breasts to this odd group, thinking about the turn of events my life had taken. I would have never dreamed in a million years that I would be doing something as kinky as this, but I was, and I loved it! Not one of them was under seventy years old, but they were getting me wet as they jerked themselves off to my gyrations. Their eyes were riveted to me as I danced to the rhythm of the music which blared from the speakers.

The only clothing I now had on was my skirt, panties, and boots. This wasn’t going to be much of a strip tease. There wasn’t much left to the imagination now.

I slipped out of my skirt and threw it out in the audience. I moved around the stage seductively playing up to the old boys, leaning over and tempting them with my breasts. I then turned away from them and bent over, showing them my luscious ass. I was finding this such a turn-on. I never thought of myself as an exhibitionist.

I then faced the boys and put my thumbs in my panties and slowly lowered them, exposing my naked pussy to their hungry eyes.

“Look at her clit! Magnifica!” 

“Gigantico!  It’s a so big!”

The exclamations continued as the gold chain attached to my now fully exposed clit swayed back and forth further arousing me.

“Hey, Gino, she got more jewelry on her sorca then you own!”

The group broke out in raucous laughter as I continued to gyrate, teasing and arousing the ancient Italians who were all now sporting hard cocks. 

Gino got up on the stage.

“OK, it’s a time to meet the boys. I like a the boots. We leave them on! Eh?”

“Anything for you, Gino,” I cooed as I ran my tongue in his ear.  

He felt my breasts as he led me over to the first man. I already met him. It was Carmen.

“Wow!” Carmen explained as he grabbed both of my breasts in his hands and squeezed.

“Nice to meet you, Carmen,” I cooed as I placed my hands on his shoulders giving him better access to my tits.

“The pleasure is all a mine,” he said as he leaned over and sucked on my nipples further arousing me. Milk started flowing and filling Carmen’s mouth.

“Hey, she’s a fucking cow. I just gotta some nice milk!” exclaimed Carmen as he squeezed and sucked on my bloated tits.

“You gotta be kidding!” exclaimed one of the old boys.

“This a gonna be real nice!” exclaimed another.

“Don’t a be a greedy. Let us have a some too,” added another.

“Hey wait a minute,” yelled Gino. “I know you boys want a some milk, but we gonna save it for later. Leave the tits alone for now.

I moved down the line and was introduced to each of the boys. Next there was Tony.

“Hey, give me a kiss!” Tony said. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my tongue in his mouth.  Our tongues intertwined as his hands roamed up and down my body.  He finally broke the kiss and stood back looking at me with a smile on his face.

“Hey, guys, she got jewelry in her mouth, and man does it feel good.”

“What you talking about?” asked Nick.

“Her tongue is a pierced. She gotta jewelry everywhere!” Tony replied.

“È pazzo!” exclaimed Johnny.

“Eh, that’ll feel good when she sucks on my cock,” said Dominic.

Before I knew it his face was buried in my cleavage as he worked his way over to my right nipple and began to suck greedily. 

“Hey, watch it Dominic. Remember, no milk right now,” warned Gino.

Next in line was Mario, then Johnny, Joey, Dominic, Leo, Nick, and finally Sal.  By the time I was done, my pussy was gushing. They each groped my body, and then had to sample the jewelry in my mouth as their tongues invaded my orifice.  How was it that these seventy year old plus old men could get me so highly aroused?  I must be careful. I knew I wouldn’t be allowed to cum, and I didn’t want to get shocked. I thought tonight would be easy for me.

“OK, back on the stage, troia!  It’s time for the fun to begin,” explained Gino.

I got up on the stage standing before the old boys totally aroused. How I would love to reach down and shove my hand in my pussy and play with my clit, but I knew I couldn’t.  The fact that he referred to me as a slut before the group was turning me on even more.

Gino picked up a microphone and spoke to me.

“Ok, let me explain what’s a gonna happen now. I already told you me and the boys don’t fuck other women out of respect for our wives.”

“Inculare!” shouted one of the old men from the audience.

“Yea, inculare!” shouted another.

I stood on stage looking puzzled. What was inculare? I didn’t understand Italian.

“You know inculare?” asked Gino.

“No, honey, I don’t know inculare,” I answered.

“Let me explain! Inculare is, how you say, sodomize. You know, up the ass!  We never fuck other women, but inculare ok. Actually anything else ok. That not being unfaithful! Capisce?”

Now I understood. I had no problem with that. I had been butt fucked many times.

Things moved very quickly from that point on. 

“Ok, get down on your hands and knees,” Gino ordered.

I got down on all fours waiting for the first oldie to stick his limp dick into me, but this didn’t happen. I heard movement behind me and then something was pressing against my sphincter. I looked back and saw that Tony had an enema nozzle greased and ready to put in my rectum. I tried to get up but Johnny sat on my back preventing me from rising. I had to bear the weight of this old pot-bellied Italian as he rubbed his cock across my back.

Gino leaned over and began to speak.

“Let me explain what’s happening. You know inculare. Well, we need to make sure you  clean before inculare. Capisce?”

I grunted as Tony pushed the nozzle up my ass. Then I felt pressure as he inflated the cuff insuring that the nozzle would not be dislodged. A stand was rolled over with a bag containing a milky solution. This was so humiliating!  

“We clean you out nice, now eh?”

The enema bag tubing was attached to the nozzle and the warm liquid began to flow into my rectum. All the old men sat around watching the proceedings. I was beginning to fill up. One bag was emptied and then a second bag replaced it! I looked on in horror as I began to feel very uncomfortable. 

“Hey, Johnny, look at her belly! She looks pregnant” yelled out one of the guys.

The cramping set in, and I felt like I was going to burst! The pain was acute.

The second bag was removed and a clamp was placed on the nozzle insuring that none of the liquid escaped. Thank God it was over, and I could now get rid of this solution in my system.

“Ok now we wait one hour, and then you can evacuate. Eh!” said Gino.

“An hour?” I exclaimed.

“Hey, at least an hour. We take no chances,” Gino said, waving his index finger at me.

Was he crazy? I couldn’t hold this for one hour. I would surely die first. 

“Ok get up, vacca. Time to show the boys what you look like. You get up and walk around the stage.”

I looked up at him in shock and horror.  He actually wanted me to get up and walk around.

I didn’t immediately move, and Johnny and Tony grabbed my arms and pulled me to my feet. I stood precariously as they all laughed and pointed at me.

“Look at her big belly!”

“Hey, not only does she gotta big tits, she gotta a big belly to match!”

“Get moving,” Gino ordered as he swatted my ass.

I walked carefully not wanting to fall in these six inch heels. I looked down and saw my distended belly now full of liquid. I could hear the swishing of the liquid with each step I took.

Keep walking, vacca, we want you nice and clean,” Gino taunted me.

As I walked around, all the old men get up on stage and swatted my ass or felt my belly or squeezed my breasts. They were unrelenting. Several of the old timers resorted to pulling the chain attached to my hard throbbing clit. This went on for the next forty-five minutes. I seemed to have lost control of the situation. This was not supposed to happen.

One of them pulled on the hose attached to the nozzle hanging out of my ass. This was so humiliating, and then things went from bad to worse. Sal, who had been quiet and distant up until now, walked up to me and felt my belly. 

“Hey, you pregnant, vacca?” he asked, and as he turned away from me, he suddenly reeled around and buried his fist in my stomach. My jaw dropped open as I fell to my knees. I was unable to speak as I fought for breath overcome with the pain and cramping in my stomach.

“Suck!” he ordered as he stood over me, ordering me to suck his hard cock. I looked up at the fat hairy belly standing in front of me still unable to speak. He moved forward, and I took his cock in my mouth. 

He roughly grabbed my head and forced his cock down my throat in one thrust. He held my head firmly as he battered my face with long, hard thrusts. 

“Fucking vacca, suck! That stud feels good!” he yelled as he increased his pace. With every thrust forward my face was pounded into his belly. I was dizzy and unable to think straight. His cock was like a battering ram as it pounded in and out of my throat. The cramping in my abdomen increased as he tensed up and deposited his load of cum in my belly. Shot after shot of cum spewed forth, and I swallowed as quickly as I could not wanting to gag on his cum. I was forced to suck him clean before he released my head.

Nick took his place and forced his cock down my throat. While Nick was brutally fucking my throat, Gino leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“See, sorca, this is how the boys have their fun. Better suck long and hard because you ain’t getting rid of that enema until all the boys have cum in your mouth and made a nice deposit in your belly,” Gino snickered.

Desperately, I sucked for all I was worth. The other old men amused themselves while waiting their turn. They slapped my breasts and pulled on my nipples which began to leak. 

“Hey, Gino, she’s a leaking milk!”

“Eh, we save that for a later,” Gino laughed. “Don’t let any of that milk escape.”

He walked over and bent down attaching a clamp to each of my hard, throbbing nipples ensuring that my milk would remain where it was until he decided differently.

The old men continued to abuse my now bloated breasts as I continued to suck them off. I was well overdue for a milking. I desperately needed to relieve the pressure that was quickly building in my aching tits. I didn’t know what was worse – the cramping in my stomach or the pressure building in my tits.

Another hour passed before the last man exploded in my mouth, filling my belly with cum. I burped obscenely, embarrassed that I did that in front of these old cronies. My belly was full of their cum.  They laughed at me. 

Mario and Carmen pulled me to my feet.  The cramping by this time was unbearable and my tits ached horribly.

“Eh, I think you’re nice and a clean now, sorca. Ready to get rid of that enema?”

“Oh God, yes!” I exclaimed.

“OK, boys,” Gino shouted.

Dominic and Leo rolled something out on the stage which was covered with a sheet.  When it was in place, they each took a corner of the sheet and pulled. I gasped! Under the sheet was a clear glass commode. Everything was clear including the toilet seat. I had never seen anything like it before in my life.

“OK, get seated!” ordered Gino.

“You don’t expect me to evacuate out here in front of everyone, do you?” I asked incredulously.

“Eh, it’s either that or you can hold it,” he answered. “The choice is a yours!”

The cramping increased. The bastard! I’ve been played for the fool once again. Gino had been manipulating me the whole time. 

What choice did I have? Feeling utterly and totally humiliated I waddled over to the transparent commode in my six inch heels and sat on it.  The valve was opened and the air was released from the cuff. The liquid which was now brown escaped from my rectum in tons and avalanches. The relief was unbelievable as the liquid continued to pour obscenely out of me. A smile of relief covered my face as the pressure in my belly was relieved. At least this part of the ordeal was nearing an end.

All the old men stood around, laughing and applauding. Some even took pictures as I sighed with relief.

“She one dirty girl.”

“Eh, but she nice and clean now!” commented another.

“No shit!” 

The whole group broke out in uproarious laughter at the joke made at my expense, but I didn’t care. I was so relieved.

“Ok, Joey, take her out back and let her wash up. I don’t want to fuck no smelly ass,” said Gino.

“Ok, boss.”

I was allowed to wash off with soap and warm water. I felt so much better. 

“You OK now, baby?” Joey asked as he stroked my breasts which were hard and sensitive, filled with milk that needed to be released soon. 

“Much better, thank you, Joey,” I answered falling back into my slut role.

When I returned to the stage all the men were seated except for Gino who stood on stage waiting for me.

Gino walked up to me and rubbed my pussy, making sure to spend some time playing with my clit.

I leaned over kissing his ear and whispered to him.

“I bet you boys would like some nice warm milk?”

“Eh, we all love milk, troia. Don’t we boys?”

“You bet, boss,” called out Carmen.

“You never outgrow your need for milk!” chimed in Dominic.

“Oh good, because I have some nice warm milk all ready for you,” I answered. 

This was going better than I expected. I felt as if I was gaining back some control over the situation. I just needed to keep them happy.

“Yeah, we all love milk, but not yet.”

“Not yet?  What do you mean?” I asked.

“Well, the boys like milk after a good fuck. So after we all fuck you in the ass, we’ll have some nice warm milk. Capisce?”

“But I can’t wait that long. I’m overdue,” I panicked.

“You don’t have any choice. Those clamps aren’t coming off until all the boys have cum up your ass. Some of them aren’t even hard yet. Eh, we’re not as young as we use to be,” Gino snickered.

My mind was racing. My breasts already were aching. How could I wait until all ten of these old bastards had fucked me up the ass?  I’d have to take it easy and not move too much. If I could keep my breasts fairly still while they pounded my ass, I might make it. 

At that point Sal walked onto the stage with a chair in hand. He set it down in the middle of the stage and sat, stroking his hard ten inch cock protruding from his hairy belly.

“It looks like Sal is ready. The sooner you get busy, the sooner you get milked! Eh!”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’re going to fuck yourself up the ass, and be sure to face your audience. They like to watch!”

There was only one thing I could do. I walked over to Sal who had his hands clamped behind his head. I began to work his ten inch tool up my ass. Thank God he coated himself with KY jelly. My aching breasts shimmied on my chest as I worked his cock. Finally all ten inches was buried in my bowels and I could feel his cock at my colon. 

“OK, work it, vacca,” ordered Sal as he made me work his cock in and out of my stretched rectum. The old boys stood around making rude remarks about my breasts as some of them took pictures with their digital cameras.

“Faster! Come on. Ride my cock,” he demanded as he slapped my ass.

I moved up and down on him faster. My breasts suffered as a result. 

Sal finally came and he was replaced by Nick who was heavy set and had a very hairy cock. He was not as long but was thicker than Sal. I quickly worked his cock past my sphincter, forcing his thick cock into my bowels. My breasts ached as Nick bottomed out embedded deep within me. 

As some of the others continued to take pictures, Leo who was short and chubby with a massive pot belly, walked up and started playing with my tits.  They really didn’t need the attention as he pulled on my nipples and finally resorted to smacking my breasts, watching them smash into each other.

“Scassacazzo!” Leo yelled as I bounced up and down on Nick’s cock, milking and squeezing, hoping he would soon cum. 

Nick finally stiffened and grunted and came as hot spunk was discharged in my rectum for the second time.

Leo took his place as his short stubby cock easily entered me, but his fascination with my breasts didn’t end as he reached around and continued to smack them. 

My breasts ached like they’d never ached before, and Leo’s smacks were not making it any better. Mercifully, he quickly came and was replaced by Dominic, pale and thin, with a long twelve inch pencil dick. I knew this one would penetrate my colon. Thank God he wasn’t thick.

Dominic got actively involved and met me blow for blow, pounding all twelve inches deeply into me.  He grabbed my hair and forced my head back, thrusting my tits out even further as I felt two mouths kissing and licking and biting my sensitive breasts. Oh God, how the milk needed to flow. How I yearned for release from the pressure continually building in my milk sacs!

Dominic continued to hold my head back by my hair in a vice-like grip until he finally tensed and erupted deep in my bowels, sending scorching semen up into my colon.  He pushed me to the floor and demanded that I lick him clean.

I sucked and licked his cock and balls while Joey took a seat and stroked his long, fat cock. Joey would definitely be a challenge. He was the largest thus far. 

My well used rectum was finding Joey a challenge. His length and girth was stretching me more than all the others. I needed to take him in slowly, but Joey was impatient and grabbed me by the hips and pulled down driving the full length of his cock into my bowels. I screamed out for the first time.  My breasts danced wildly on my chest. 

“Fuck her, Joey,” someone yelled.

Joey smiled as he worked his long shaft in and out of my battered and abused ass. It was hard to believe that all of these old geezers were over seventy. They had the stamina of twenty year olds.  Joey proved to have a great deal of self-control as he drilled me for over twenty minutes. This only added to my distress. I tried to hold my breasts to keep them from bouncing around, but Joey grabbed my arms and held them back behind me again putting my breasts on display.

Carmen, the next in line was getting impatient. He walked up and pulled on my nipples and played with my clit. I was so fucking hot and the only think keeping me from going over the edge was the distress my breasts were causing me. Carmen resorted to smacking my breasts, enjoying the shimmer they made with each blow.

Joey finally went stiff and discharged a hot load into my rectum. The force of his discharge was so great that it squirt out of my stuffed ass. I wearily got up and licked him clean as Carmen planted his obese body on the chair. His cock was extremely small, and the challenge for me would be to get him to cum in my stretched out rectum.

I had to lean forward because Carmen’s fat belly was in the way. This forced my aching breasts to hang downward, smacking into each other as he pounded my ass with his small cock. I squeezed for all I was worth, trying to create enough friction to get the little wiener off.

The crude comments continued as my ass was battered by these gentlemen who had a sick perspective of faithfulness and respectability.  I called this anything but being faithful.

Four remained with Gino being last. It seemed like an eternity passed before I finally sat on Gino’s ten inch cock and buried it in my well-used ass.  He also proved to have staying power no matter how I tried to get him to cum quickly. 

“You like my cock, slut?” he asked.

“Oh yes, Gino, I love your large cock. It feels so good!”

“That’s a good. You know, I learned a lot about you from a mutual friend,” he said as his cock steadily pounded in and out of my ass.

“Really,” I answered breathlessly, my tits aching unbearably.

“Oh yes. A lady friend of mine,” he added.

“Who’s that, Gino?” I asked.

“Grace,” he answered matter of factly.

My body tensed at the mention of her name. Now I understood.  No wonder Gino was cold towards me.  

“What would your father think of you, if he knew what you were doing right now? Would he be proud?” asked Gino as he exploded in my rectum.

I rode out his orgasm feeling nothing but shame. What would my father think of me?  He would be disgusted. I was his little girl. I was the one he loved. It would break his heart knowing what his precious little girl had become.

Gino got up and picked up the microphone.

“Well, boys, that was quite a ride, wasn’t it?”

“Oh yeah, boss!”

“The best one yet!”

“Magnifico!”

“Scassacazzo!”

“Hey, slut, clean me off while I talk to the boys. Make sure you suck on my balls. I like a that!”

I get on my knees and licked the slime off Gino’s cock, a strange mixture of all the cum from the ten old men.

“Well, it’s not over yet!”

Applause went up from the crowd of men.

“Gino, are we ready for some nice warm milk?” I asked, looking up at him, cock in hand.

“’Scusa me. I’m talking to the boys. You keep licking,” he said, looking displeased.

I moaned as I continued to lick his cock, hoping and praying that he would soon release the clamps from my nipples which were sore and aching. 

“I find out something about our vacca from a good friend of ours,” Gino said. I think you going to like the finale.

I panicked. What was he talking about? What did he find out? What finale?

Leo and Nick rolled in a contraption. I had seen this before. I’d read about them. It was a Sybian.   The large barrel like vibrator had a twelve inch penis-like protrusion. 

“Ok, vacca, get up,” Gino ordered.

I stood tottering on the six inch heels which were now becoming unbearably painful.

“It’s time for you to ride the Sybian.” 

“I rather not, Gino. Let’s play with my breasts instead,” I suggested, offering them to him.

“We play with your tits when you get on,” he answered.

The bustard had me again.

“You no get on. We no play. Simple as that,” he said.

I reluctantly get on the Sybian, and Leo guided the twelve inch penis up my pussy. At the same time Nick and Carmen secured my feet to floor rings using the rings on my boots. My arms were then pulled up over my head, and my wrists were attached to a chain overhead.

“OK let me explain to you what is gonna happen,” Gino said addressing the old men who have all congregated on stage, fascinated by the contraption that I was trapped on. “That cock up her pussy - it spins really fast, See that pad up front? That pad vibrate and drive that big fat clit of hers crazy! This remote control the speed.”

The boys patted Gino on the back as he showed them the remote.

Gino then walked over to me.  

“OK vacca, you want us to taste your milk?”

“Oh yes, Gino, you can have all the milk you want,” I said, trying to be as seductive as I could under the circumstances.

“You ask a nicely then,” Gino said.

All the old boys poked one another, enjoying the scene unfolding before them.

“Gino, please taste the milk from my breasts,” I asked.

“Tits! You have tits, slut! Respectable women like my wife have breasts. You have tits. Ask right or forget it!” he yelled.

Tears welled up in my eyes. Could I stoop any lower?

“Please suck my tits, Gino!”

“That’s better! Keep going! Convince me!”

“Please, Gino, I’m begging. Suck my big fucking tits and drink me dry. My tits need to be drained,” I begged in earnest.

“That’s better!  Okay, Mario, remove the clamps from her tits!”

Mario released the clamps and immediately milk started to flow from my over laden tits, I mean, breasts.   Two mouths immediately clamped down and began sucking. It felt so fucking good.  At the same time Gino pushed a button on the remote and the dildo in my pussy came alive. The pad began to vibrate further agitating my already aroused clit.

“Now, you boys drink from the slut’s tits. Milk does a body good! And you slut, I want you to chant, ‘Suck my TITS!’ Capisce?”

“Yes, Gino. Suck my tits! Suck my tits! Suck my tits!”

“And don’t stop! You stop chanting and they stop sucking!”

I continued to chant as I felt the dildo increase in speed. At the same time the vibration on my clit increased, driving me crazy. My pussy was gushing. I was on fire!

“Now, boys, let me tell you a little story. You see, our big sorca has a secret. I found out from our friend that she’s a not allowed to cum.”

“Not allowed to cum, Gino!” exclaimed Johnny.

“That’s right. She’s a not allowed to cum.”

“That’s a crazy! Who’s a gonna stop her?” asked Nick.

“She has these rings,” replied Gino.

“Rings?”

“Yeah rings! Hey, slut, I don’t hear you chanting!” said Gino.

“Suck my tits! Suck my tits! I’m chanting, Gino. I like it when the boys suck my tits. My tits feel good,” I quickly answered. A shiver traveled up and down my spine as the boys continued to drain my tits.

Gino smiled at me. I could tell that he was pleased.  God, these old guys sucking on my tits feel so good. Two new mouths were now sucking my tits, draining my milk. What a relief!  Yes, suck my big fucking tits. I like that word. There’s nothing wrong with tits. I do have tits. I have great tits. I have tits that get everyone hot and bothered. People look twice when they see my large beautiful tits.  Gino’s right. These aren’t just breasts. They’re tits. I’m a slut, and sluts have tits. That’s it boys suck my tits.

“Oh God, yes, suck my fucking tits! Suck harder! My tits love to be sucked. Bite the nipples on my big tits. My nipples love to be bitten. That’s it. Suck my fucking tits!” I screamed as I thrusted my chest forward.

The speed increased as the fucking dildo churned deep inside me. I wouldn’t last much longer and I didn’t care. Shock the shit out of me. I felt so good right now. My body was on fire. My clit was humming.

“Anyway, these rings are embedded in her nipples and clit! She get too excited, and they shock the shit out of her!”

“You’re kidding us, Gino!”

“Do I kid, Carmen?” Gino asked.

“No, boss.”

“You guys watch closely because I’m gonna turn this up. You see,” said Gino.

I watched as Gino manipulated the remote. The churning in my pussy increased - faster and faster. The vibration to my clit increased ten fold as my clit danced. I was so fucking hot and so close. Chills ran up and down my spine as I encouraged the boys to suck and bite my now drained tits. Yes, that’s right, my tits. I love that word. I have big beautiful fucking tits.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Bite my tits! Squeeze my tits!” I screamed.

I couldn’t take any more. I was so close. Oh fuck, I was going to….

“Aaaaagggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!”

My head exploded in pain as electricity coursed through my nipples and clit at the same time! My tits were on fire as they danced wildly on my chest. My head exploded – the pain was excruciating, but I rode the Sybian like a rag doll being tossed to and fro.

“Holy shit, look at her!”

“Jesus Christ, Gino! You’re right!”

They all stood around with their mouths agape watching the skeptical. My body was being tossed around on the Sybian as the electrical charges continued. Some of them ran to get their digital cameras and began to take pictures of me in agony.  I looked like a big-titted slut riding a wild stallion. My body convulsed out of control. My mouth was agape as drool ran off my lower lip, down my neck, and onto my tits.

The charges should have stopped but Gino wouldn’t let me come down as he increased the speed of the dildo buried in my cunt. As I maintained this high, the charges to my body continued. Some of the boys reached up and grabbed my tits as they danced on my chest. Others stood around stroking their cocks back to life.

“Hey, I can feel the electricity in her tits!” Tony exclaimed.

I was slowly losing it. I was by now foaming at the mouth. I was covered in sweat. I screamed out. I couldn’t bear it any more. 

“Stop! Stop! Stop! Please stop!”

My tits felt like needles were being pushed into them. My body was racked with pain and pleasure at the same time, but I was experiencing an overload as everything began to cloud over. My eyes rolled back in my head as my teeth chattered. This was not the way it was suppose to be. I lost control of my bladder as piss streamed down my leg. 

My suspended arms now were the only thing stopping me from collapsing.

"Do you want a harder fucking, bitch?" Gino asked, holding the remote threateningly before my face. My vision was blurred, and I had a hard time focusing on what he was saying.

"What? Yes, yes harder," I groaned, parroting back what I heard.

I must be losing my mind. I could hear my voice through the haze and the ringing in my ears. It was like I was outside of myself begging to be fucked harder, begging to be shocked even more.

I moaned as his hand pushed a button.

The dildo moved wildly inside my battered cunt. Was that possible? 

I twisted and turned like a bucking bronco, riddled with pain. My tits continued their dance as they took on a life of their own. So much pain. My body spasmed and twitched as the old men stood around, entertained by the pain and agony I was suffering.  Several of them walked up to me as their cocks exploded spewing their cum all over my body.  Mario directed his stream at my tits, covering my nipples in his cum. 

“This what happen to sluts like you,” I dimly heard Gino say. 

His voice was distance. Everything was clouding over. I was so dizzy. My head ached so much. Please somebody stop the pain. My nipples were burning and sizzling from the cum spewed on them. My clit was throbbing and itched. My back arched as my tits oscillated to the current flowing through them.  Another stream of piss flowed as I again lost control of my bladder.

I saw Dom approaching. Everything was a blur, and then there was darkness.

   




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