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Jenny

(The betrayal of innocence)

Part Two

Norm DePloom

Jenny and Malevolentia

Jenny learns the true nature of her beloved father and something of the fate her tormentors have planned for her.

As they rode back to her estate Jenny crouched on the floor. Her arms still bound painfully behind her back, naked and shivering, more with fear, humiliation and anger than from the cold, . Jenny could not comprehend what had happened to her; in a few short minutes her world had been destroyed. Stripped, shamed, abused and raped most brutally by her best friend and her fiance, Jenny considered the possibility that she had gone insane. The idea that all that had happened to her since leaving her home earlier that evening were nothing more than the imaginings of a mind that had slipped its moorings to float aimlessly on the seas of insanity, was more acceptable to her than the reality that she had experienced. But the cold night air that raised goose bumps on her naked flesh and hardened her exposed nipples continually reminded Jenny of the terrible truth.

"Why?" Was all Jenny could manage as she looked up from the floor. Malevolentia looked down at her victim then, with an evil smirk on her face, she grasped Jenny with a handful of hair on each side of her head.

"See that thick, creamy white fluid oozing from my cunt?" Malevolentia asked after she spread her legs and thrust her crotch into Jenny's face. "That is your fiance's sperm," Malevolentia said as she pulled Jenny's face further into her crotch and humped her drooling pussy against the girl's face, "and this is as close as you will ever come to having it inside your filthy hole." Malevolentia pushed Jenny backward and released her grip on Jenny's hair, allowing her 'best friend' to collapse back onto the floor.

"Don't worry," Malevolentia said, nudging Jenny's naked body playfully with her toe, "I'll make sure you are kept overflowing with cum. I am going to personally make sure that you are fucked by as many men each day as is physically possible. I am determined to make sure you carry and give birth to a bastard like my sister had to."

"I don't understand," Jenny said between sobs, "why are you doing this to me."

"Your father was an evil man," Malevolentia said as she used her foot to push Jenny's head down onto the floor, then let her foot rest on Jenny's cheek, "he seduced my sister, used her like a whore, then abandoned her when she became pregnant." Malevolentia ground the sole of her shoe into Jenny's cheek. "My sister, and her baby, died in childbirth." Malevolentia leaned forward and looked down at the naked woman weeping under her foot. "I'm going to make sure you survive childbirth," Malevolentia assured Jenny, "I want the pleasure of being fucked by your husband while we watch the bastard feeding at your breast."

Jenny laid on the floor of the vehicle and sobbed bitterly. She kept hoping that she would wake up to discover that this all had been an incredibly real nightmare. Bannitus and Malevolentia had helped her with everything after her father's, even helping her to hire new servants when it turned out the ones she'd known her whole life began to steal from her. If Malevolentia and Bannitus had not been there to help her she would have given in to the miscreants protestations of innocence, and never could have fired them. Jenny's only anchor in this sea of insanity was the hope that, once she got home, she could have Edward throw Malevolentia from the house, and call the authorities. Through all the emotional and physical abuse and pain, Jenny could not stop thinking about what it had felt like when that brute Malleus had forced himself into her virgin body. She desperately wanted to touch herself.

Jenny's continued defilement

Jenny learns the truth about her new servants, and about herself.

Jenny stumbled, fell, and crawled naked and on her knees, spurred on by the kicks and blows of her tormentor, to the front door of her house. The door opened as they approached.

"Oh god, Edward, you've got to help me," Jenny wailed as she hunched over in a futile attempt to cover her nakedness in front of her servant.

"Edward," Malevolentia addressed the butler as she pushed the bound, naked woman through the door with her foot.

"Yes, Mistress," Edward answered, looking at Malevolentia and ignoring his employer cowering naked on the floor.

"Bring all of the male staff to the master bedroom, it's time for your bonuses."

"Yes Mistress, right away." Malevolentia grabbed a handful of Jenny's hair, pulled her to her feet, and pushed her up the stairs.

"Come on, you silly little cow, it's time to turn you into a brood mare." Malevolentia took Jenny not to the room Jenny had been sleeping in since she was a young child, but to the master bedroom; the room Jenny had carefully left closed and undisturbed since her father had died in it.

"No," Jenny whispered, offering the first real resistance. Grabbing Jenny by the hair, Malevolentia opened the bedroom door and slung her naked 'best friend' across the room. Jenny stumbled and fell in a sobbing heap on the floor.

"It's time to stop treating this room like a shrine," Malevolentia announced as she took the large portrait of Jenny's father from above the fireplace and leaned it against the wall, "we'll let your dear, wonderful father watch you getting ravished by the servants before we burn him in the fireplace." Jenny struggled up onto her knees and, with her arms still bound behind her back stumbled towards her former friend.

"No," Jenny said with tears streaming down her cheeks, "you can't do this to me."

"Why," Malevolentia asked using her foot to push Jenny onto her back, "because you’re the daughter and heir of the great industrialist Simon LaGrange?" Malevolentia pushed Jenny's legs open exposing her cunt as the Edward entered the room followed by the other male servants.

Jenny, Malevolentia, and the servants

Jenny’s humiliation continues at the hands of her erstwhile best friend and the servants in her employ .

"Just how do you plan to stop me from having every male servant in this house fuck you?" Jenny had never heard Malevolentia use such language. Her friend had always been a lady, never using coarse language, even when she saying something slightly risque.

"Oh, god, you can't do this to me," Jenny screeched as the servants entered the room. She rolled onto her stomach then pulled her knees up under her chest. "I'll have you all arrested, you'll all go to prison."

"I'll have you all arrested," Malevolentia echoed in a mocking sing-song voice, "you'll all go to prison." The servants laughed at her mocking tone. Malevolentia pulled a chair over next to Jenny then sat in the chair and put both of her feet on Jenny's shoulders.

"Aren't we lucky Simon saw fit to raise his little bitch daughter as a totally innocent simpleton," Malevolentia pushed Jenny's chest flat against the floor, "the stupid little cow doesn't realise she has positioned herself perfectly for all these nice men to ravage her from behind." Jenny's sobbing could be heard throughout the room. Just as Edward knelt behind his supposed boss, and began to undo his trousers there was a tapping on the door. One of the male servants who were waiting his turn to fuck Jenny opened the door.

"May we come in Mistress," the cook asked Malevolentia, "we'd love to watch the show."

"No," Jenny screamed from her position with her cheek pressed against the floor.

"Come on in," Malevolentia, said with a wave of her hand, "I'm sure these men would love to show off their skill with their cocks. You three can hold her in position for the men." The cook knelt with her knees on Jenny's shoulders, holding her securely pinned to the floor. The cook's assistant knelt on one side of Jenny and the maid knelt on the other. They each grasped one of Jenny's legs and, after pulling them apart, held them secure. The cook reached forward and explored Jenny's cunt while the butler prepared to insert himself into Jenny.

"Feel free to offer any advice you might have for the men as they go about their duties." Malevolentia said as she sat back to enjoy the show with a broad smile on her face. Jenny's head was trapped between the cook’s meaty thighs. It didn't take her long to discover that her cook was not the cleanest person in the world, the smell of the cook’s crotch was almost overwhelming. Jenny yelled in protest as she felt Edwards’s hard cock penetrating her. The servants laughed at her protestations.

Jenny had never felt such shame and humiliation in her life, to be used in this way by her servants was even worse than being raped by that man in the warehouse. At least he had been a stranger, these were her servants, they were supposed to serve her not use her like they would a common prostitute.

Jenny was relieved to feel a breath of fresh air as the cook leaned back and, supporting herself with her left hand on the floor, raised her skirt and began to finger her unwashed pussy. The butler seemed to enjoy the cooks show as he buried his cock inside Jenny and released his pulsating stream of cum. Jenny had very little time to enjoy the respite before she was assaulted by another hard cock.

"I expect each of you to fuck our stupid little cow at least three times a day," Malevolentia announced as the second man slipped his dick into Jenny, "and until we are sure she's pregnant I want you to only fuck her cunt. After she's pregnant, you will be allowed to fuck any hole you want." Jenny's innocence precluded her understanding exactly what Malevolentia was referring to.

"What about us," the cook asked, "can't we get a little satisfaction from the stuck up bitch?"

"You can do anything you want to, as long as you don't interfere with the main goal of getting her pregnant."

"Mistress, I don't think her licking my pussy will interfere with the men getting her pregnant." They all watched Jenny's stomach heaving at the suggestion that she would be putting her tongue into a hole that smelled the way the cook's did.

"Come on boys," Malevolentia said, encouraging the male servants in their assigned task, "fill her up with sperm, then you can come back in a couple of hours and do it again." Jenny lay un-protesting on the floor as the rest of the servants knelt and fucked deep into her wet, dripping pussy. They no longer bothered to even pretend to hold her. When Malevolentia untied Jenny's wrists, Jenny continued to lay crouched on the floor, weeping while each man took his turn with her body.

While the male servants completed the task of defiling Jenny's body, Malevolentia and the female servants watched, commented on the size and technique of each of the males, and discussed the finer points of licking pussy. As the last of the men pulled his cock from Jenny's abused body, Malevolentia dismissed them with instructions to return in two hours.

"I know all of you could easily go again right now," she said, noticing that most of them were already sporting substantial bulges in their trousers, "and after she's pregnant you'll be free to ware yourselves out fucking her to your hearts content, but right now I want you to build up your reserve of sperm in between each round of fucking." Jenny lifted her head from the floor as the male servants left the room and, finding herself looking straight into the eyes of her father's portrait, burst into a new wave of sobbing.

Jenny, Malevolentia, and the female servants

Jenny discovers just how abusive females can be to each other as she if forced into lesbian relationships

The three women pulled Jenny to her feet and turned her to face the fireplace while Malevolentia fed the portrait of Simon LaGrange to the flames. As the canvas burned, Malevolentia left the room, then returned a few moments later with Jenny's favourite riding crop.

"I've seen you use this liberally on your horses, now I'm going to use it on you to make sure you do a proper job with your tongue on each of our pussies." Malevolentia landed a forceful blow on Jenny's naked ass to emphasis her words. "You got a good whiff of Winnie's cunt while she was crouching over your face," Jenny's belly heaved with the memory, "I can tell you Winnie is normally very clean."

"Thank you, dearie," Winnie smiled at Malevolentia.

"At my request all three of your female servants have refrained from washing themselves for the last few days just to make sure you would have a memorable evening tonight." Jenny tried to pull away from the hands that were exploring her naked body, but her female molesters held her in place.

"You go first Winnie." The cook sat on the edge of Jenny's father's bed, listed her skirt, and spread her legs then lay back on her elbows. Malevolentia placed a hand on Jenny's shoulder then struck the back of Jenny's knees with the riding crop.

"Kneel, bitch, kneel," she struck the back of Jenny's knees again and again until Jenny complied and knelt in front of her cook's exposed cunt. The assistant cook and the maid knelt on each side of Jenny and with one hand on Jenny's shoulder and the other on the cook's exposed thigh, they urged Jenny forward. Malevolentia placed a hand on the back of Jenny's head and pushed her face toward the open crotch.

"Lick it," she instructed not speaking much above a whisper, "lick Winnie's pussy." Jenny's stomach revolted as her mouth was forced closer to the dripping, gaping whole between her cook's thighs. "Lick it bitch," Malevolentia said with a sterner voice as she brought the riding crop down across Jenny's back. Slowly, relentlessly, Jenny's mouth was forced onto Winnie's unwashed crotch. Jenny's stomach heaved again as the taste of Winnie's less than clean cunt invaded her mouth.

"I hope you like the taste," the cook said as she humped her crotch against the face of the woman who hired her, "I've spent the last three days getting fucked so I could give you a real treat." Jenny tried to pull her mouth away from the foul tasting, unspeakably smelly slit that resided between her cook's thighs only to have Malevolentia hold her in place and apply the riding crop to her back several times.

"Don't you dare pull your mouth away from that cunt until dear sweet Winnie has an orgasm. Now stick your tongue inside her pussy, deep inside." After a few more blows from the riding crop Jenny surrendered and, with a whimper, extended her tongue its full length into the gaping hole. The cook's assistant and the maid held Jenny's mouth firmly against the cook’s cunt while Malevolentia continued to torment her back, sides, and fanny with the riding crop.

The cook's meaty thighs pressed against Jenny's ears as the woman wrapped her legs around Jenny's neck and fucked herself on Jenny's face. Jenny could only hear the buzzing of her own blood flow and, not daring to close her eyes, found her view consisted solely of a thick untamed mat of kinky, greasy pubic hair. Unable to move, Jenny was trapped with her tongue deep in the cook's over used and under washed vaginal crevice while her nose was tickled by long strands of kinky hair. Jenny found that she had no choice but to swallow the effluence from the woman's cunt while the servants on each side of her roughly pinched and pulled on her nipples.

After what felt like hours with her head in a vice, Jenny was suddenly released only to have the maid take the cooks place on the edge of the bed. After which her face was pushed into another soiled crotch. The cook took the maids place on the floor beside Jenny and pushed her hand between Jenny's legs to finger her pussy.

" Bannitus ," Jenny heard Malevolentia greet the man who was supposed to be Jenny's fiance, "you should have seen our silly little cow being fucked by all the men. Little Miss High-born Socialite with her face on the floor and her ass up in the air while her 'employees' took turns using her like a whore." Jenny, with her face being held in another crotch, could not see her supposed best friend and her unfaithful fiance but was able to guess that they must be kissing in celebration of their victories over her.

"I'm sure I'll be able to see it re-enacted soon." Jenny could not believe the affect Bannitus' voice still had on her. She still felt a thrill in the pit of her stomach when she heard the deep masculine voice of the man she had been convinced was in love with her. The cook had discovered Jenny's clitoris and, with expert fingers that could only come from great experience with the female body, coaxed it to its fully erect and engorged state. The pleasure Jenny felt from the manipulations of her clitoris only served to heighten the feelings of humiliation that threatened to overwhelm her.

Jenny, Malevolentia, Bannitus and the three female servants

Wherein Jenny discovers previously unimagined uses for the tongue and anus .

While the maid humped her orgasming cunt against Jenny's face, Jenny felt the cooks other hand spread her fanny open and a finger push insistently against the tight sphincter that guarded her body's most shameful entrance. Jenny imagined Bannitus and Malevolentia tenderly caressing each other while they watched the cook’s finger slowly wiggle its way deeper into her anus. Oh god, Jenny thought, is there no part of my body they won’t ravage?

When the maid released her head, Jenny's face was covered from hairline to chin with a combination of sticky vaginal secretions, saliva, tears and god only knows what remnants of their sexual congress with varied men. The cook's assistant eagerly took the maids place on the edge of the bed. She lay back on the bed and, after lifting and spreading her legs as far as they would go, presented not her pussy but that same hole on her body that the cook’s finger was molesting on Jenny's. Jenny could take no more; she pulled back from the obscene display and tried to climb to her feet. Her tormentors pushed her roughly back down onto her knees and thrust her face against the assistant cook's backside.

"Tongue it," Malevolentia ordered as she once again abused Jenny's back with the riding crop, "put your tongue into Martha's ass." Jenny ignored the painful blows and locked her jaw shut, determined that nothing, no amount of physical abuse, could induce her to place her tongue into this foulest of all holes. Malevolentia continued to rain blows onto the shoulders and back of the woman who, until a few hours previously, had thought that they were best friends; the maid held Jenny's face firmly against the assistant cook's fanny with one hand while she painfully twisted and pinched one of Jenny's nipples with the other; the cook’s caresses of Jenny's clitoris became painful twists as she slammed her finger painfully into Jenny's un-lubricated rectum. Jenny ignored the insults being perpetrated on her sorely abused body and refused to extend her tongue.

"In three seconds," Bannitus announced as he used a pair of tongs to hold a glowing coal from the fireplace in front of Jenny's eyes, "if your tongue isn't fucking Martha's ass, this will be caressing your nipple." Jenny could feel her eyes drying from the heat radiating from the glowing ember. The imagined pain that would be caused when the coal touched her skin was more than Jenny could bear. With a sob, and a renewed flow of tears, she extended her tongue and, trying to ignore the heaving of her stomach forced the tip to spread the woman's anus and slip inside. Jenny watched the assistant cook's fingers fucking in and out of the assistant cook's pussy while Jenny's tongue worked its way deeper into her ass.

To Jenny it felt like her abusers had gone into a frenzy. The cook continued to roughly pull on and pinch her clitoris with one hand while she raped Jenny's ass with the other; the maid held Jenny's head positioned with her mouth firmly against the assistant cook's unhygienic anus while she tortured Jenny's breast and nipple with the other; Malevolentia rained blows onto Jenny's red, welted back with insane intensity. Bannitus, his cock growing hard in his trousers, stood by the fireplace as he watched the women torment and abuse his fiance.

The frenzy of molestation did not end until the cook's assistant orgasmed with a loud moan. The women abusing Jenny all released her body and reclined on the floor to rest. Jenny collapsed on the floor and cried with body wrenching sobs. Bannitus smiled and gently stroked the bulge in the front of his slacks.

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