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Wrong Turn

By: DontScream



Christine knew she was in trouble as soon as she rounded the corner. She hated walking around in cities she didn't know, but hated the thought of taking a cab a lousy six blocks even more. Now she was just three blocks from the hotel, but clearly not where she wanted to be. The gang of college-age looking boys spotted her immediately in the late evening sunlight. They saw her blonde hair, hourglass figure, tight slacks and sleeveless blouse. They saw that she was alone.

Christine considered turning around. However, she determined any sign of fear would be an invitation for the boys to come after her. Besides, she wouldn't be able to see them. Instead, she did a quick inventory of the buildings around her.

Only one-a four story structure that looked more like a converted warehouse-had enough lights on to seem open. She held her breath and pushed on the door when she got to it. It swung open and Christine rushed inside.

There wasn't a soul in sight as she headed toward the two elevators. Christine saw a door with a stairwell sign above it, but chose not to confine herself to stairs that may or may not have an unlocked exit. She pushed the 'Up' button for the elevators.

"C'mon, damn it. Open!"

As the doors to one elevator slowly inched apart, Christine took one look at the entrance and, as she jumped inside, saw the first of the boys rushing in.

She anxiously hit the button for floor three, assuming they'd expect her to go to the top, and punched at the 'Close' button. The doors slid shut and she took a relatively silent ride to the third floor, her pounding heart reminding her of the panic she felt.

When the doors opened, she faced the option of turning left or right down a narrow, dark hallway. A light far to her left made her choose that route. She was halfway down the hall before any potential exits came into view. But, the first unmarked door was locked, and she continued her flight.

Christine's footsteps echoed against the walls as she flew past men's and women's restrooms and finally approached the only light within sight. She saw another possible escape, and this one looked more promising. A door with a sign reading EroStar Productions was on her right. She hesitated only briefly before turning the knob and feeling the door glide open.

She stood in a small lobby or waiting area that was furnished with two uncomfortable looking chairs and a coffee table with nothing on it. An unoccupied receptionist's desk showed little signs of use and the lighting was hardly better than what Christine had in the hallway. She strained to hear if there were any voices or footsteps outside the closed door.

To her surprise, the first sound she heard seemed to be a woman's squeal and it came from farther inside the office she was in, not out in the hallway. Christine stood silently in an attempt to hear more. Now she was afraid to move in any direction and chose to stay where she was for the time being. A few seconds later, the next decision was made for her.

A man in his early thirties suddenly walked around a corner behind the receptionist's desk and stopped at the sight of Christine. It seemed to her that he was less than shocked to see her.

"Ahhh, there you are," he said with a faint grin.

"Excuse me," Christine said nervously. "Does this building have a security guard."

The man laughed. "Yeah, right. Like I can afford that."

His eyes shot up and down Christine's twenty eight year old body with an intensity that frightened her for some unidentified reason.

"I'm heading to the Fairmont and was, um, stopped by some men on the street and..."

"I know," the man said.

Christine paused. "You know?"

"They called me and said you were inside the building."

Her look of confusion was expected and the man grinned. He was beginning to see the possibilities of the situation and liked what he saw.

"But...," Christine stammered.

"They work for me," he explained calmly. "They're my talent scouts. The fact you chose our building to hide in is really just a coincidence. Funny, actually."

"Can you get me to Fairmont safely?" Christine said in as demanding a voice as she could muster.

Behind the walls, the unseen woman's shriek could be heard once more. Christine's eyes widened.

"Oh, you'll get to your hotel soon enough. But you might be delayed," the man said. "Or you can leave the way you came and give that a shot."

Christine never felt so trapped in her life. Somewhere inside this building, or just outside of it, was a gang of young men apparently waiting to assault her. Inside the office where she stood was an uncooperative stranger familiar with the gang and more than willing to feed her to them. Meanwhile, the echoes of a woman's screams rolled around her head.

"Where am I and who are you?" Christine demanded.

"My, aren't we the forceful one considering the circumstances," the man replied. "You are in the lovely confines of my little production company. And my name is Adam. You are...?"

Christine considered not answering, but realized the danger of angering the man in control of her immediate future.

"Christine."

"OK, Christine. Let's get a few things straight," Adam said. "First, you are free to leave any time you want. However, that doesn't prevent me from making a quick cell call to one of the guys on the street. Second, you will spend the night in your hotel room, barring any unforeseen trouble you cause me. Got it?"

Christine only nodded.

"See, it's not unusual for visitors to get 'lost', as it were, on the way to the Fairmont and surrounding hotels," Adam said. "My guys make a few bucks a week helping the loveliest of those visitors find their way to my office. You, Christine, just happened to save them the extra work."

"And then what?" she asked.

"And then we make you a star."

His wide smile didn't ease her apprehension.

"You've always wanted to be a movie star, right?" Adam asked.

Christine looked at him blindly.

"You certainly have the looks," he added with the same roaming eyes he used before. "A little conservative, perhaps. But professional. It's a start."

"What do you want?"

Adam's expression showed his pleasure. "Oh, I like a woman who gets to the point. Actually, I want you. I want to 'borrow' you for a couple hours. I want to let you show your stuff. Have a little fun in the process. Maybe even give you some satisfaction." 

"You can't keep me here like a prisoner," Christine responded.

Adam motioned towards the door. He didn't need to speak. Christine frowned and felt her heart sink in defeat.

"Are you ready now?" Adam asked.

When she didn't answer, he repeated, "Ready?"

Christine nodded and followed Adam around the corner.

They entered a short hallway and immediately turned into a cluttered office. Adam moved behind the desk, opened a drawer, and pulled out two pieces of paper. He put the second page on top of the first and handed Christine a pen.

"Sign this."

"What do you mean, 'sign this,' she shot back. "Don't I get to read it?"

Adam pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and motioned to the street below.

"Fuck you," Christine finally said in a minor fit of rage.

She scribbled her name on the form and Adam stuck the papers back in his drawer. "Good girl. Now follow me."

They re-entered the hallway and went two more doors down before turning into what appeared to Christine to be a wardrobe room, or dressing room, or both. It only took a few seconds for her to recognize the singularly peculiar makeup of the outfits hanging one-by-one on the long, metal racks.

"You happened to join us on a busy night," Adam said. "Perfect timing. We are filming something right now that you should be ideal for. Did I happen to mention that we delve into the more, uh, erotic productions? That's the good news for you because you'll be given every opportunity to join in on the activities."

"But first, we need the right outfit for you," Adam said, taking one more long look at Christine's frame. He walked over to one of the racks and pulled out a leather bustier and matching bikini panties.

"Let's try this," he said, handing Christine the hanger.

"You want me to...to wear this?"

"Just for one scene," he said, as if to reassure her. "Try it on."

"I'm not going to..."

"Put it on, Christine!"

His first real tone of annoyance convinced her to obey. The next fact that became clear to her was that Adam wasn't about to leave. If she was to put on the bustier and panties, it would be with him watching. Her pulse doubled in the short time it took her to take the outfit off the hanger.

Without a word being said, Christine began to unbutton her blouse.

She and Adam locked eyes in a serious game of wills. She naively thought he might take the high road and let her change without staring at her like an animal at auction. But he was, in fact, a hardcore porn producer with a vested interest in the women he put on the screen. As more of Christine's body came into view, the lower his eyes went.

Christine untucked the blouse from inside her slacks and opened the last button. With a simple tug, the shirt fell down her arms. She tossed it onto a nearby chair.

Adam gazed at the thin white bra that covered her ample breasts. The cleavage pleased him and the faint impression of her nipples pressing against the material told him he may have hit an unexpected jackpot on this evening. Then he waited for Christine to continue.

Her hands moved down to the front of her slacks and she unbuttoned them with seemingly steady fingers. Adam watched her wriggle faintly as she pushed down on the pants and revealed a pair of plain panties. By the time the slacks were on the chair, he was convinced Christine was the sexiest woman he had seen in a year. He thought back to the college girl that the guys brought him once before as the only one that could rival Christine's perfect body and face.

As she stood in front of him, Adam studied her blonde hair and dark features; the gentle curve of her shoulders; the slim waist and full hips; and, the silky smooth thighs. All that was left was what the people that bought his movies came to see.

Adam nodded and Christine tried to stay calm.

She unhooked her bra and held it in place with one hand as the straps fell down her arms. Then, for the first time, she exposed her breasts for a total stranger.

Adam's cock told him everything he needed to know. Christine's tits were magnificent in every way. Full, firm, and round. Nipples that begged to be sucked. He was getting harder by the second and she wasn't even naked yet.

Then she was.

When Christine reached for the bustier and panties, Adam said, "Wait. Turn around."

Christine's body language had to give away the fact she dreaded his staring. But she turned for him and gave him a few seconds to stare at her ass. He was now nearly convinced Christine was the equal of the college girl. Only time would tell if she was as good in front of the camera.

She didn't wait for the OK to get dressed. She slid on the incredibly small and tight bustier and panties. It seemed to her that all but her nipples were exposed on top and the thong panties hid basically nothing.

"You are glorious, Christine. Tell me again you don't do this for a living," Adam said.

Her look of irritation replaced actual words.

"Now find some shoes over there," Adam said, pointing to a row of stiletto-heeled shoes.

She found a pair that only felt marginally uncomfortable and fastened the straps around her ankles.

"Let's go," Adam told her, leading her into the hallway and down a dark stairwell.

Christine clung tightly to the handrail as her unstable feet traveled from one step to another. Finally, they exited out into a huge open space. In one corner, Christine's eyes were drawn to bright lights and a group of people numbering around six or eight. As they got closer and she managed to take in the entire scene, she counted two men holding movie cameras, one man with a boom microphone, and a man and woman presumed to be the actors. Another couple people seemed to be directing.

Soon, Christine saw that the man was dressed in a very tiny pair of briefs and the woman was completely naked. She faced a fake brick wall and her wrists were fastened to chains that stretched out a couple of feet from the wall. The actors were being instructed as Christine and Adam arrived.

Immediately, all eyes-except the woman's-were on Christine, even as Adam spoke.

"Folks, this is Christine. She's under contract with us for tonight and I want to incorporate her into this story," he told the crowd. "Let us watch for a while and then we'll talk about how we can use her."

Quickly, the actors were positioned again and the muscular young man in the Speedos was handed a leather whip with a dozen or more strands hanging from the end. Christine gazed at the woman and determined she was no more than twenty five, probably younger. Her ass was tight and firm and her tits, while appearing to be natural, were fuller than Christine's. Suddenly, Christine didn't feel quite as exposed in her bustier.

Standing behind all the crew, Christine and Adam watched the action start up with the man slowly circling the young woman, tapping the strands of the whip against her legs as he moved from side to side. Christine caught herself staring at the immense bulge in the man's briefs, suspecting that she'd have plenty of opportunity to see it before the night was done. The whip worked its way up the woman's body until he was beside her, striking her gently on the tits.

Deep inside her body, Christine felt a tinge of excitement. Her mind, however, was telling her, 'Get out of here as soon as you can.'

She heard the man say, "Do you like that, slut?"

The woman pulled against the chains and said, "Yes, master."

He struck her a little harder. "Tell me you want more."

"Hit me again, master."

The sound of the whip striking her skin increased in volume and speed. The woman cried out in either pain or pleasure. Christine couldn't tell which. The man moved the whip to her ass and hit her even harder.

"Beg for it, you little whore," the man shouted.

Amid her whimpers, the woman pleaded for him to hit her again and again. Christine watched the strands of the whip wrap around the woman's cheeks and between her legs. Finally, the man was striking her directly on the pussy and the woman leaned over.

"Spread your legs!" he demanded.

Christine felt moisture collecting inside her tight thong as the whipping continued and the woman writhed within her constraints. Just then, Adam tapped Christine on the shoulder and motioned for her to follow him. They stood next to somebody Christine took to be a director, who handed her another leather whip with thinner, more numerous strands.

"I want you to take over this part. Just do what he's doing, all over her body. Concentrate on the tits, ass, and cunt. Make her scream. He'll be doing the rest," the man told her. "Oh, and watch for cue cards held up by the crew. We don't like to stop the filming once we get going, so we'll hold up directions for you. Don't stare at them, take a quick glance and do what it says. It'll just be two or three words at a time. You'll do fine."

"But I can't...I mean...I don't want...," Christine stuttered.

"Do it, Christine," Adam interjected. "The other options aren't pretty."

His look persuaded her to begin her acting career right away. She looked at the director for guidance, and he simply said, "Enter from this side. Slowly. Tease her and then get into it."

Christine walked gingerly on her heels from behind the crew straight onto the makeshift set. Once she was close enough, she reluctantly swung the whip just enough for it to make light contact with the young woman's tits. The man backed off and began to strip off his briefs. Christine had to force herself to look at the woman and not the man's massive erection. The few glimpses Christine did get made her wonder if the cock she saw was real. The idea of him actually using it truly frightened her.

Christine followed orders and methodically whipped the other woman all over, each smack resulting in moans of pure pleasure. There was no mistaking the woman's meaning anymore.

"Tell me what you want, bitch," the man said, standing directly behind the chained woman.

"I want to cum, master. I want you to fuck me and make me cum while the mistress is whipping me."

The man looked at Christine. "You heard her. Work on those tits. She likes it good and rough."

Christine slapped each tit in succession while the man held the woman by the waist and pulled her ass towards him. To Christine, it didn't look like the head of his cock would fit inside her tight cunt, let alone the rest of the cock. But with cameramen on either side, he put it in place and aggressively thrust forward.

The woman's screams reverberated through the entire floor as the cock disappeared. Christine shuddered, but found herself whipping the poor woman harder at the intensity of the sex. Between the woman's howls and Christine's whip and the man's body smacking into the woman's ass, the noise level rose several decibels.

The entire thing quickly got Christine so stimulated she nearly forgot where she was. She watched the pair having sex and added whatever additional animation she could with the only instrument she had.

Just then, she saw the cue card go up. A swift glance was all she needed to read, 'Get undressed.'

She swore to herself and considered her options. Christine seriously thought about placing herself in the hands of the gang on the street rather than continue with the filming. But the idea of upsetting Adam didn't excite her, either. She could end up being the next one chained to a wall with an enormous cock drilling her cunt.

After a few seconds of contemplation, she laid down the whip and began to untie the front of her bustier. She was on the second loop when her nipples popped into view. A cameraman instantly focused on her and moved closer. Christine felt a shiver go through her entire body as the garment opened and exposed more and more of her chest. Finally, she was able to pull it off completely and she was topless.

The man and woman next to her were noisily continuing their sex scene as Christine took hold of her tiny thong. Unbeknownst to Christine, every other pair of eyes on the set was locked in on her as she stripped. As she leaned up after discarding the thong, a second cue card told Christine to move in front of Kayla, whom she assumed was the young woman in chains.

Christine had to duck under the chains and between Kayla's raised arms to get in place. Just as she was about to wait further orders, Kayla said to her, "Oh, yes. Come closer, mistress, so I can taste those beautiful tits."

Any look of uncertainty on Christine's face was replaced with panic. Yes, she might have been a little aroused by the entire scene, but she wasn't anywhere near the stage where she wanted Kayla, or anybody else, sucking on her tits. She was trapped: by Adam; by the director and crew; and, by the chains.

Christine stepped forward until her tits were just inches from Kayla's face. The young woman stretched out and ran a tongue over one of Christine's nipples. Christine instantly felt a shudder clear down to her pussy and she moved closer. Kayla opened her mouth and soon had a good portion of the tit between her lips. Christine seemed to have no control over her body as she let Kayla have more and more of the large breast. In fact, after half a minute, she WANTED Kayla to have more. The first woman ever to suck her tits was driving Christine slowly insane with pleasure.

Every now and then Christine was reminded that several men, a couple of them with cameras zooming in on her body, were watching it all. Despite that fact, Christine played the part and allowed Kayla's ministrations to turn her on.


Wrong Turn



I had just finished a little shopping at the clothing store where I had picked up a new skirt, new bras, and panties. My hubby of five years liked push-up bras and thong panties. 

There was a lot of traffic on the thruway so I took a back road shortcut. I drove on automatic pilot, dreaming of strutting my stuff for my husband. Suddenly I was heading down a dark street that I didn't recognize. I followed it for a mile looking for anything familiar when I came to a massive barrier and signs saying "Road Closed." "Shit," I said to myself and tried to figure out how I could turn around on this narrow street. Then I saw the police-like flashing lights behind me. "Shit," I repeated to myself, "Now I'll get a goddamn ticket to boot from these pricks."

In my rearview mirror I saw a uniformed man approach followed by another with a big flashlight. I slowly rolled down my window, cautiously put my hands on the wheel, and waited. "Step out of the car, miss."

"What's the trouble officer? Was I doing anything wrong?"

"We have a report on a vehicle like this and I need you to step out. Bring your purse slowly where I can see your hands and don't reach in for anything." I mumbled then grabbed my purse and opened the door to get out. "Slowly," one barked. "Keep your hands where I can see 'em." I slowly disembarked. One took my purse while the other told me to turn around and put my hands on top of the vehicle.

"What's going on?" I asked as I slowly turned around. He didn't answer but silently patted me down. He patted my tits very carefully which I thought was strange. "Hey!" I exclaimed.

"Shut up. Don't talk unless I ask you to." He continued his pat down squeezing my ass and the front of my skirt. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered. I did. I was still trying to understand what was happening when I felt the cuffs secure my wrists. 

I noticed one rummaging through my purse. "Hey! Stop that! You got no right...."

I was cut off when the one behind me said, "Gonna resist arrest, honey? You're comin' with us." He led me by the arm to the police car. It was an odd police car -- a large pure black van. He slid the side door open and told me to get it.

"What kind of a police car is this?" I inquired.

"A special one. One made especially for hot cunts like you," he chuckled and threw me into the back of the van. His words threw me off, as did the lack of normal seats in the back of the van.

"What the shit is goin' on?" I shrieked without thinking of my words.

He answered, "You're what the shit is going on. Actually you're hot little cunt is what's goin' on." I was stunned silent. He tie-wrapped my ankles together, climbed in, and put a blindfold on as the other hopped in the driver's seat. "Actually we got a report on you back at the store buying sexy bras and tight little panties. The info we got said you're one hot piece and your cunt, mouth and ass just won't quit." I started to scream for help. He slapped me hard on the side of my face, stomped on my stomach driving the wind out of me, and kicked me in the ribs. "Don't make us hurt you more than we want," he sneered as he jammed a large ball gag into my mouth. "Now you be a nice girlie and don't give us any shit and you won't get hurt... at least not much, while me and my buddy and some of our friends see what ya got. We're not sure if your cunt's reputation for being tight, warm, and wet is accurate, but we're gonna to find out. Then were goin' to compare your cunt with your ass and mouth." He fingered my gag. "Looks like your mouth can handle a big one. Do you take it deep?' I whined and shook my head. He whacked my face again... and again... and another. "I said don't give me any shit, and shakin' your pretty head no is givin' me shit." 

I started to cry. He took scissors and began cutting off my clothes as the van pulled away. He cut slowly offering commentary on my body to the driver as he progressed. My blouse and bra came first. He cracked the door and threw them out. "You won't be needing these for awhile," he wisecracked. Then to his partner, "Hey, Joe, so far so good. She's got some pretty big hooters that are nice and firm... and the cutest little pencil-tip nipples." Then to me, "Yes, siree. I think we can have lots of fun with your titties. I know you've had them sucked on, but ever have pins stuck in 'em, or had 'em nailed to a board, or your nipples stretched with a hot clamp?" I lay perfectly still in abject fear. The scissors went to work on my skirt and panties, and out the door they went. "Man, oh, man, Joe. You have to see this. This is the finest lookin' cunt we've had in a long time! The boys are goin' to love this one." A fresh pang of anxiety swept over me. These men have done this before, I thought, and, bad for me, they're probably pretty good at it. 

We drove in silence. I said nothing while he played with me. He finger fucked me. He fucked me with a carrot. Then stuck a large zucchini up my pussy and fucked me vigorously with that. I hoped like hell he didn't notice that much to my chagrin my pussy started to respond. But no such luck. He yelled to his partner, "Hey! She likes it. This cunt's wetter than a bathtub and so far she's only been fucked by a vegetable. I wonder how wet her pussy gets with a real cock." 

Then with a diabolical grin he produced large metal spring clamps and latched them on my areolas right behind my overly sensitive nipples. The clamps were connected to a long brass chain. While I tried to not react he pulled and yanked my nipple out, up and down, and sideways. "Nice tits," he whispered, "Want 'em bigger? Want me to balloon 'em up?" I didn't know what he meant until he produced a roll of heavy string and began to tightly wrap the base of my 34D tits. I was small around my chest but my breasts stuck out five inches with a large D cup. He sat me up and lifted my blindfold so I could see. My tit was compressed to a thin stump at the base and ballooned to near twice its normal size. It looked like a small blue- and pink-tinted volleyball. "Tits like this are easy to stick things in," he mused, "and they make a handy punching bag..." He walloped the side of a blown-up tit with his fist. Then with his other fist. He punched my tit four times. It hurt and I couldn't help whining. I felt relief when he stopped punching until he ballooned up my other tit. It got punched four times, too. He restored my blindfold. I was getting very fearful for myself over what might be in store.

We drove into a large warehouse. The van door opened and he yanked me out to a cacophony of cheers and jeers. "Can I fuck her now? Can I?" was the loudest shout. 

The guy in the back of the van was evidently the ringleader. "Not yet. There's plenty of time and you'll have many chances. But first we have to warm the bitch up and make her more compliant -- she's still a little too cold." I was dragged across the floor. My wrist cuffs were removed and my arms retied above my head to ceiling ropes. I was pulled up until my toes just left the floor and I was hanging free, completely at their mercy. I heard rustling and laughing. "Ever been warmed up with a garden hose, pretty one?" I was asked. I shook my head violently. Then a hose whacked my bare ass. It stung like hell and I couldn't hold in a whimper. I felt men inspecting my ass and commenting enthusiastically for a minute, and then another hard whack on my ass. This was the routine. A roundhouse on my ass with the hose and made to wait anxiously for the next. The hose pounded my ass a dozen times. I couldn't control it and yelped with each hit. Then the hose hit the back of my thighs a few times, then my back, then back to my ass. I screamed through my gag with each swat and started to cry while the onlookers egged the man on, urging him to hit me harder. My gag was removed with the announcement, "Can't hear the bitch scream in pain with this on, can we?" There was a pause. Then the front of my knees felt the hose. Then my stomach and ribcage a few times. Then the powerful hose whipped my ballooned tits. The pain was god-awful. I screeched loudly. "That's what we want to hear," a voice said. "You're blowed up tits must hurt bad. Let's see!" My tits got hit six more times.

The ceiling ties were let down until my knees rested on the floor. My blindfold was removed "so you can see how we warm our bitches up." I saw 15 or so men naked other than hoods over their heads. About six were white, the rest black. These were the first black cocks I'd seen. The myth was correct. Most had the most massive foreboding cocks imaginable. They scared me to death, but goddamn it, they mesmerized me -- I couldn't help it.

The man with a handful of pushpins got my attention. "Blown up tits make super pincushions," he intoned and stuck one in my right tit. I felt the pinch and groaned. He stuck one in my left tit. I reacted again. Then his hands methodically jammed one pushpin after another into my tits. Each pin, made for posting things on bulletin boards, had a sharp but thick point. They didn't at all feel like hypodermic needles, but like finishing nails puncturing my tits. I was in continuous pain. My groans became staccato yelps. Each yelp brought a cheer. He stopped. I sobbed and saw about two dozen pins stuck in my oversized tits. Then I saw two pins with lit birthday candles atop. I couldn't imagine. "Think about this, bitch. These are great warmer uppers," and he stuck the candles into my tits just behind each nipple and sat back to watch them drip wax as they burned closer and closer to my nipples. I couldn't imagine how those flames would feel on my nipples. All I could do was whimper. It was like a poisonous spider slowly crawling up you legs. My whimpers turned to whines. I begged. I promised to do anything. "Anything, fuck pig?" I nodded a vigorous yes. "Beg us to rape your cunt, mouth, and ass." I hesitated. He looked closely at the candle with the flame a quarter-inch from my tits. "Beg us all, loud and clear! Tell us how much you want our cocks up your ass. You can do it now or wait 'till your nipples get toasted."

"Please! Oh! Please! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Fuck my behind! Everyone fuck me! I beg you!"

"C'mon, fuckface. Beg again and get the god damn words right." He hissed what he meant for me to say. At this point I would have said anything. 

"Fuck my cunt! Fuck my ass! Fuck my mouth! Please! Everyone... I'll be your fuck pig... fuck me! Jus' don't burn me!" 

The candles were removed. I felt relieved but was then told, "We'll fuck ya like you want but first we wanna have some more fun." He slowly pulled on the clamp chain and stretched my nipples another 3 to 4 inches and held them there.

"OOOOOOwwwwwww," I screeched. It hurt like hell.

"Hear that? She likes it, men. See if her tits can handle the hose now." I shuddered. The rubber hose came crashing down on my stretched tits, right on the 24 pushpins. The pins were bent, twisted and driven further into my tits. At the same time my tits were slammed downward but my nipples held taut. It felt as it my nipples were being nailed to a wall while being wrenched right off my tits. It was the worst pain I had ever felt. The hose slammed down again... and again... and again.

"Ooooooohhhhh... oohh... oohh... oohh..." I screeched like a blubbering idiot. I couldn't think of any worse pain. But they could. The hose gave me a roundhouse uppercut on my pussy and then was replaced with a cue stick. While my nipples were pulled so hard I was stretched forward against my arm ties and almost lifted off my knees, the hard wood stick crashed against my ass. I thought it would cut right through it. My ass got a number of whacks with the rod. Then my thighs. My ankles were lifted and the balls of my feet got couple. On my stomach. On my ribcage. Then a direct hit on the pushpins. And another. And another. It hurt too much to scream. I just cried like a baby and pleaded for mercy. For another two minutes with one man wielding the hose and another the cue stick they continued to beat my entire body. Then it stopped.

The pushpins were yanked violently out of my tits. Each one hurt like hell but I started feeling better as they were removed. Then my tits were untied. I watched my now totally blue tits return to their normal size and color, though I felt a strange burning pain as the blood flow resumed. I couldn't speak, only blubber. I heard the leader say, "Not quite warm enough," and looked up just in time to see melted wax from a burning candle drip onto a stretched nipple. Six or seven drops hit the nipple in quick succession. I learned that if immediately covered with more molten wax the first drops stay hot a long time, dissipating heat only into the nipple.

A high-pitched squeak, "ooo -- ooo -- ooo -- ooo -- ooo... was all I could muster with my nipple getting toasted. I managed to wail when the second nipple got the same hot wax treatment. After a number of seconds the burning pain subsided and I could see the cool hard wax coating my nipples.

Then, with a cackle, the leader snarled at me, "Bet you didn't know two ways to melt wax, huh?" Not waiting for an answer he applied the flame to a clamp. He held it for 2 or 3 seconds and I felt nothing. Then it started to get very hot. The clamp was heated for about ten seconds and it seared into my tit flesh. After it was removed it stayed hot for a number of seconds. This was the worst pain so far. As I wailed and sobbed, the men cheered and the leader heated up the other clamp, holding this one nearly 15 seconds, getting it much hotter than the first. The clamps eventually cooled. The men all high-fived. The leader whispered, "Don't it feel great knowing you're such a good entertainer and man-pleaser?" I whined. He continued, "But ya know, that damn wax didn't melt. Maybe this'll do it." He held the burning candle directly under my nipple for 3 seconds. The wax softened, my nipple sizzled, and I screamed bloody murder. He roasted my other nipple. I thought I might pass out. But from nowhere came the fleeting thought that the flame induced burning was not totally different from the heat I feel when my husband tweaks my nipples with his fingers and teeth -- just degrees.

They weren't done. "Ya know what else this candle is good for? Makin' cunts bare without the bother of razors." He laughed. Before I could even process his words a man pulled my legs apart and the candle flame was passed up and down my pussy lips. Surprisingly I felt little burning, but I could see and smell my wispy bush catch fire and with a crackle and smoke burn away. The pain increased terribly when he held the flame closer and longer in some spots to burn off remaining stubble. 

"YYEEOOOOWW! SHIT! MOTHER FUCKIN' JESUS H. CHRIST!" I screeched, though lucid enough to know I should've chosen better words in front of these bulls. 

They all cheered. "Is she talkin 'bout fuckin' her father or her little boy?" one laughed as my burning bush went out. I couldn't imagine how they knew about my nine-year old son, and it worried me. They released me. I felt the clamps being removed. My face was splashed with a glass of ice water. Someone held my head back, my nose closed, and my mouth open and another poured a full glass of whiskey down my throat in gulps I was forced to swallow. The leader thanked me. "Thanks, cunt. A couple of the boys have been out shoppin' and your credit card got us a couple of months of booze and supplies, some other stuff like a gun I always wanted, and $500 cash which we'll accept as partial payment for making you a real woman. When we're done if you feel we earned more we can always get more." The leader looked me in the eye. "Tell us you want to fuck and suck us all night unless you want more beatings." I mumbled through my sobs incoherently. "Loud and clear, cunt," he shouted.

I stammered, "I want to... fuck... and suck... all of you... all... night." 

He turned to the group, "She's ready now. Let's fuck this pig!" A wild cheer went up.

I was taken down, dragged to a large mattress, my neck tied down, and my legs spread and tied back over my head. My head was already starting to spin from the 8oz or so of straight whiskey poured down me. I hold my liquor pretty good but this was way over my capacity. I heard rustling. I felt a cock touch my dry pussy lips; then ream into it. It felt like a monster. I grunted loudly. The rapist held it deep and kissed me hard on the mouth growling, "This cunt of yours is going to get fucked so much starting with my seven inches." He fucked me with abandon. After 5 or 6 minutes he pulled out and within seconds another cock was pounding me. My pussy had excreted a little juice from the first fuck. This coupled with a deposit of cum made #2 not so difficult and his cock pumped me with not as much pain for 6 or 7 minutes. My mind was in a whirl and my pussy was getting hammered. I lost count at around eight cocks, one right after another. Most felt normal. A couple stretched my vagina walls to the breaking point and repeatedly banged my cervix. After about ten fucks I was no longer focused on my achy body from the beatings and torture but on the feeling of many large cocks in my pussy. This was mostly pain. But, shit, there was some pleasure as my god damn pussy began to tingle. I forced myself to focus on my body pain. I couldn't let these bastards know my pussy was responding to their repeated fucks. 

I was gang fucked non-stop for two hours. The worst part was not the brutal rapes but my pussy winning the battle of my mind and cumming with the very last man. Since I had been desperately holding it back I came long and hard. I yelled, shook, vibrated, moaned and spit dirty talk. I couldn't help it. I learned that for my husband, got to like it and it now came without thinking. The men cheered. I hoped to high heaven they didn't hear all of my responsive blathering -- especially that "oh... mother fuck." I was so pissed off at myself and embarrassed.

While they finished their drinks, poured more -- including another 4oz forced down me, and congratulated themselves, some repositioned me on the mattress. I was put on my hands and knees with my face pushed into the mattress, my legs spread, and my ass cheeks pointing high in the air. I could feel cum dripping out of my pussy. I heard someone say, "Before we stick it up her ass we'd better practice our aim." Another held my shoulders and sides tight. I turned my head to see what was going on. I couldn't believe it. Even through the fog of my daze I saw a dart being thrown right at me. For recreation they were using my ass as a dartboard! A shorter than normal one-inch dart tip slammed into my ass cheek. Its point was twice as thick as the damn pushpins and four times as long. It tore a hole and buried itself one inch deep in my ass. I didn't realize it until later but they had painted circles and a bull's-eye on my ass. What now looked like 20 men spent the next 15 minutes giving me more excruciating pain and humiliation. Most darts stuck in my ass. A couple hit a thigh and entered a muscle. One errant throw slanted into my lower back. The men had 15 minutes of pure giddiness.

The leader sneered, "If that wasn't good enough for ya, we got BB-guns that can fill your ass with BBs if you want. Or if you prefer we could fuck your ass instead. If that's what you want yell out to everybody what you prefer." He whispered specifics. 

It was no contest between two evils: having my ass filled with buckshot or inviting a bunch of pugnacious men to fuck it. Reciting his words, at the top of my lungs I yelled, "I WANT EVERYONE'S COCK IN MY ASS. EVERYONE FUCK MY ASS. I BEG YOU. FUCK MY ASS HARD." My words were slurred from the whiskey but they understood. 

"Let's open this fuck pig's asshole," cried the leader. "Don't need no lube. By the sixth cock her ass'll be good and loose. Before that... well, you heard her. Fuck her ass hard and make her feel it." With a man pushing back against my shoulders the first butt fucker climbed between my legs and poised his cock on my anus. He made a steady hard push and in one fell swoop slowly buried his cock in my ass. It was tight. I felt like there was a watermelon in my bowels and I might burst any minute. My husband had done this only once but he had been slow and gentle and allowed me to adjust. This was the second invasion of my ass. It was with malice and, like they meant it to, hurt like hell. While the others cheered the man fucked my dart-indented ass with slow, full and hard strokes. After a good 15 minutes he held his cock deep, bellowed, and filled my bowels with cum. He pulled out. Within seconds another took his place. My tight dry ass was being stretched and fucked for the third time in my life. 




Wrong Turn



The other 18 or 19 were milling around in line waiting their turn. They were laughing, downing their drinks, occasionally fondling their dicks, and having a good ole boys' good time. The thought of my ass being torn asunder made me worry about even surviving this ordeal. The first guy didn't give me much time to think. He didn't go to the sideline but instead stuck his big black cock in my mouth. "Open your cute little mouth, darlin', and suck my cum and your shit juice off." Before I could even think of a reply his dirty cock was face fucking me, muffling my cries of pain from the dick pounding my ass. He made me suck it for two minutes. And so it went. A guy fucked my ass, pulled out and stuck it in my mouth so I could clean it as another entered my ass. 

It seemed, as the leader had said, that by the 5th or 6th one, cocks were sliding into my ass with more ease and I was getting a little more used to them. Now, instead of kneeling behind me they straddled my hips and drove their cocks straight down deep into my upturned ass. This allowed them to drive all the way in my ass with tremendous force. My ass felt like it was being reamed with a pile driver and hurt much more than the "normal" ass fuck. But it also let my pussy feel it through the perineum that separates it from my ass, and, god damn it anyway, it didn't alleviate the pain but it did add an ounce of feel-good. And I'll be go to hell but I had two orgasms from my ass rape gangbang. I didn't think a girl could cum from getting it in her ass. But I did -- twice before they were done -- really hard. Then like a bolt it hit me. Maybe I didn't cum as much from the physical as from the mental. Holy shit! Was a tiny part of me getting a small thrill from this savage rape? Did I maybe like just a teensy bit being ravaged, beaten, ass fucked, and tortured by macho domineering men? 

My mind was in a whirl from the booze and my idiotic thoughts as the last man pulled out and had me clean his cock. This round took four hours of continuous ass reaming and my ass and entire body was so sore I felt nothing from the earlier beatings and torture. With much fanfare a massive black man took a close-up picture of my ass and showed it to me. A cock hadn't been in it for over two minutes but there I was, cum dripping out of a nearly two-inch wide asshole. I was shocked. He snickered, "I bet you could take a horse up your ass now, or at least our dog." That was a scary. After another minute or two he took another picture. The same gaping opening was still there! "See how it works?" he chuckled. "Once your ass is broken in it stays ready for cock. Look at that. That's an asshole that could take giant dicks, fuck for 24 hours straight and enjoy every minute of it, and then beg for more. And where the asshole goes the cunt is sure to follow. Your whole body is a non-stop cock craving fuck machine. Got that, bitch? Whadaya think of that? You're now a true fuck pig, cumbag and honky ho -- that's whore to you white bitches." I didn't have a response. He didn't wait for one. He just walked away laughing.

By my rough reckoning I was now nine hours late getting home and had taken over three dozen cocks. I ached all over from the beating my ass and pussy and entire groin were getting from cock. I've been fucked more in a day than most women get in two or three months. I couldn't imagine my body handling much more. But worse, while I tried to block it from my mind, deep down I was starting to get just a teensy thrill. Behind all of the horror of being dreadfully ravaged and beaten to a pulp, there was this little spark. As peculiar as it sounds a small part of me was starting to like being the center of attention of these savages. Getting raped, beaten and degraded by a group of men may be 99% awful, but not 100%. The thought made me sick and a little excited at the same time. 

The men kept me on my hands and knees with my face buried while they refreshed with more booze and some snacks. They were enjoying their banter about me and calling me every name in the book, the nicest being fuck pig and two-bit cock suckin' whore. For ten hours now I had been theirs to do with whatever they wanted. Then the cue stick crashed against my ass. "Get your ass up, cunt!" one shouted. I got two more whacks as I struggled to get up through my constant pain and sheer exhaustion. I finally made it and stood wobbly on my feet. 

A man lied down on the mattress with his six-inch cock sticking up like a flagpole. I was made to straddle him. His six inches slipped in my pussy. I was bent over. Another got behind me and with much exertion pushed through my already opened asshole and buried his cock in my ass. For the first time in my life I had a cock in both my pussy and my ass at the same time. I had never been so stretched and stuffed and started to moan and whimper. Their cocks rested on top of each other separated only by the thin sensitive membrane between my pussy and my rectum. Another held me up while two wrapped my hands around their dicks. Then I saw them. Two massive vice grips. I knew what they were for. I whined, "You said you wouldn't hurt me."

"No, I said you'd feel good. But these will remind you you're nothin' but a dirty fuck pig, cumbag, and a whore that belongs to us. We own your cunt, asshole, and mouth and can do anything we want with you, now or in the future. The only other guys you're allowed to fuck are your wimp husband... and your mother fuckin' little boy," he added with a chuckle. The vice grips were clamped tight on each nipple sending sparks of pain through my body. They let the grips fall like a dead weight jerking my nipples with them. I whined and sobbed. "Here's the deal. You will be fucked in your cunt and ass, you will jack off two cocks, and suck off another. That's five cocks at the same time. You'll have five cocks in you for many hours. And I'm tellin' ya you'd better fuck every one of 'em real good or I'll tear your nipples clean off your tits." I had never jacked off my husband and wasn't sure how to do it, but knew I'd better learn... fast. 

Two cocks began to fuck my pussy and ass slowly, thrusting at the same time. The third man held my head up my the hair at a propitious angle to get his cock deep in my throat. Every time the two in my pussy and ass thrust, my body was rammed forward, scrunched like an accordion, and the cock in my mouth hit the back of my throat. Realizing that jacking off had something to do with my hand sliding up and down a cock, I clumsily stroked the two in my hand. The five fucked me like this for more than thirty minutes. The sharp pain in my nipples started to give way to the throbbing pain of a triple fuck. I ate a load of cum and took loads in my pussy and ass. My ass and pussy were already filled to the brim and these latest loads spurted out joining the pools of cum on the mattress. My jacking wasn't so skillful and those two didn't cum, but I learned that that was what they wanted -- not to waste cum shots in anything other than one of my three sex holes. They took over my pussy and mouth, and three more joined the fray -- two in my hands and one in my ass. Five were fucking me again. This time the cocks went in my pussy and ass with ease and, goddamn it, my bloated feeling was almost good. Amazingly the two I had jacked off for thirty minutes were able to last another thirty.

All of the cocks started to feel almost good though my nipples were in unbearable continuous pain. With every cock thrust the vice grips would sway menacingly. My pussy and ass were getting hammered but becoming accustomed to the pumping cocks. After a while I felt full but more satiated like after Thanksgiving dinner, not like having a watermelon forced in you. Plus they were working in tandem to rub against my pussy walls, G-spot and clit, none of which knew anything about rape. Mentally I was in great anguish but it was getting hard to stop the raw physical pleasure my cunt and ass were feeling. I had given my husband a number of blowjobs but his cock was in my mouth for five minutes at the most, and never so deep. Now some cock was in my mouth for hours and my cheeks and tongue could explore every little detail, and the cockhead pushing through the esophagus sphincter was a new, interesting, and, other than the chocking and gagging, an almost satisfying feeling. My jack-offs were not good but my hands were able to roam over and inspect the intricate detail of a cock. Oddly, I guess, I had never closely inspected my husband's cock. My fingers were oblivious to the rape and explored the peehole, rolled over the rim, squeezed the head, pulled the skin on the shaft, jacked the shaft, and even cupped and squeezed the balls. In an odd academic sort of way I found it fascinating and pleasurable. Despite the horrible situation I was becoming well versed in cock. And, with their help, which included hard slaps on the side of my head and tugs on the vice grips but also assistance with my hand movement, I was getting halfway decent at jacking off. They tried to hold back but I actually got two off, splashing cum on my cheeks and hair. For a short goofy stupid moment I actually felt some pride in my newly learned skill! 

Amazingly, and to my mortification, halfway through this second pentafuck I came in a noisy torrent. My orgasm was so powerful even my compressed nipples felt good! I'm sure it didn't go unnoticed. Especially the second time at the end of this same five-man fuck fest when my orgasm lasted for a full minute. I've never had more than one orgasm with my husband, and here I am, cumming twice in a half-hour for a bunch of rapists. As they pulled out and changed places I panted and moaned still hot from my spasms. I hated that I couldn't control them, but fuckin' A they felt good. (Even in silent thoughts my automatic dirty talk came out.) I still had a long way to go.

The third group of five fucked me. I was close to cumming right from the start. During this round a guy lifted and turned my head. With my mouth still full of cock I was looking directly into a video cam. I was ordered to smile with my eyes and stare into the camera as I sucked cock and as the camera panned back to show me jacking off two and getting double-fucked. I complied. He went further. He gave me a lengthy instruction and repeated it to make sure I got it. For reasons I'm not sure, other than the threat of getting beaten or my tits burned off, I went along. As instructed, I briefly took the cock out of my mouth, looked sexily into the camera and cooed, "As you can see I'm servicing five magnificent cocks all at once. It makes me a woman. I've never felt more like a woman. Soon I'll be rewarded with loads of sweet cum. I love cum... love to eat it and get it in my ass and cunt. After I satisfy these five I'm goin' to take on five more, and get more cum. I love being a cumbag, fuck pig, cocksucker, slut, and whore for these men. Would you like to make me a woman? Can I be your fuck pig?" I didn't know who I was addressing and was quite certain I didn't want to. 

I stuck the dick back down my throat as far as I could and again, without complaint or thinking, moaned with pleasure. I wondered, "Shit! Did I just willingly say that? Did I mean it?" Worse, servicing five cocks at once was giving me another tiny twinge of pride. "HOLY FUCK," I thought silently, "I hope it's just the physical that's making me hot and not the prurient idea of being their fuck pig." Unfortunately I had two more biggies with this bunch. I hated giving them the satisfaction of my cumming. But the ecstasy of many world-class orgasms, which I could not control, was winning out. I was bordering on being a cum idiot. I hated these Neanderthals; but Jesus H. Fuckin' Christ, they were making my groin feel good and shaking up my clit.

After more than two hours the fourth group was fucking the shit out of me. They changed things around. First they whacked my ass and back with the cue stick and ordered me to get up. I was losing all muscle control and struggled dearly to get up. With the help of two more whacks I made it. I was too worn down to cry out. I was flipped onto my back with a man under me who slid his cock in my ass. A man on top stood on his haunches and pile drove his cock into my cunt in such a way that it scraped hard against my clit, which was sure to make my orgasms win the whole ballgame over my good sense. A third straddled my head and, saying something about sucking good or suffocating, rammed his cock down my throat like a posthole digger. The last two wrapped my hands around their dicks, wrapped one of theirs around mine and pumped their cocks in and out of my steady hand. With their free hand they slapped and pulled on those goddamn vice grips just for fun. Maybe I was liking their rough treatment. I don't know, but I came within a minute, and before these five were done, three more times, the last two lasting minutes and separated by no more than two minutes. I was getting close to having one big continuous orgasm. If I prayed I wouldn't know whether to stop it or to bring it on. My life was fast moving from one nice cum a night with my husband to cumming over and over for hours on end with these bastards. 

I was in a weakened state. My body was like Jell-O, undulating and vibrating almost continuously. I had no control. My loud long moans were punctuated with screams of, "Fuck... oh, fuck, gooddd... damn... m-o-t-h-e-r f-u-c-k-e-r... ooooooooo shit..." Taking advantage of my weakened state the leader teased me with the camera. He gave me an explicit word script, for the "second clip" he said. I accepted without fuss. Looking directly into the camera lens I breathlessly gasped, "Fuck me men... all of you... fuck me hard... fuck my cunt... fuck my asshole... lemme feel your giant dicks... I love cock in my cunt... I love cock in my ass... stretch and pound my asshole... I love cock deep in my throat... I'll fuck all day long, and I love to eat cum. Do you want to fuck me? Do your buddies want to fuck me? Will you all fuck me? Please?" 

After 45 long minutes I swallowed a load. The other two were climaxing the same time I was having my fourth. But they pulled out before shooting and left me hanging. Like a robot I reflexively moaned a complaint, mumbling something about leaving it in. While I kept my moans up, autonomously wishing cocks were still in my cunt and ass, I saw the leader tape them cumming in a cup, filling it above the quarter-cup mark. One man raised my head while the leader ordered me to drink their fresh cum. I was so fucked out I could barely hold the cup but, as the men cheered and the camera rolled I managed to pour it all down. The leader said," You're a good cum eater." Then he grabbed a fistful and dragged me by the hair to the other end of the mattress. He put a foot on my back and another on the back of my head. "Let's see you clean this mattress and eat all that cum," he snarled. I could see large puddles of cum. It was hard to gauge but after four dozen or so fucks there had to be more than a pint of cum. "Lap it all up you two-bit whore!" While the camera rolled my tongue went to work on the mattress. Occasionally I had to stop to clear my throat. That got me at least one and usually four or five belts from the cue stick on my ass and back of my legs. I was totally drained but still somehow lightly cried and yelped.

I spent over 30 minutes lapping up the cum from the mattress, some they made me scrape up with my teeth. The men got a big kick out of it, downing booze, laughing, calling me filthy names, and beating my ass every five minutes or so. I could tell they broke the skin and were beating my ass raw. The leader growled, "That's your dinner, pig, unless of course you want to wash it down with some of our piss." I groaned. He laughed. "Don't worry, pig, though salty piss might help cure your bloody red ass." Streams of piss hit my ass cheeks. It stung bad but not as bad as the humiliation. They pissed on me for a minute. I laid my face on the mattress and sobbed softly as the burning slowly went away, hoping to high hell they wouldn't force me to lick the mattress some more.

The leader again yanked me up by my hair. "Get on your knees, you worthless bitch!" I recalled the gun they got with my credit card and thought they were done with me and were going to execute me. Instead a cock entered my mouth. "There's twenty guys here now and as a grand finale you're goin' to either suck off or jack off everyone one of 'em. Everyone's already cum five or six times in you so it might be hard. But, if it takes 12 hours, you'll suck or jack every cock until you swallow their cum or they cum all over your cumbag body. Like a good slut you'll do this without any rest. If you falter I'll beat your ass silly. You got that, fuck face?" He grabbed my chin and looked me menacingly in the eye. "Tell me loud and clear that you can't wait to get every cock in the place off once more."

I slowly got it out. "I can't wait to suck everyone's cock." The first one was back in my mouth and was face fucking me. The leader, who I concluded was the meanest sonofabitch in the world, chuckled and said, "We don't want your ass or cunt to get lonely, though." With help from three others they spread my legs and asscheeks, then with much effort forced a lubricated wine bottle -- the 3-inch fat end first -- in my ass. It took a lot of pushing. I felt like my ass was giving birth. Finally my asshole opened and the bottle went in. They kept pushing and twisting until I was covered in sweat and only one inch of the 11-1/2-inch bottle could be seen poking out of my asshole, which squeezed around the narrow neck. I had over ten inches of a three-inch wide wine bottle up my ass. Then to my absolute horror they produced a 9-1/2-inch long half-wine bottle that was "only" a little more than two inches wide, and started to stretch my pussy lips with their fingers. 

I managed a whine. "Not in my pussy. Please! Not like this. It won't fit."

"Don't worry, whore. We're not goin' to put this up your pussy. But we are going to push it all the way up your cunt. Ha ha. You forgot you no longer got a pussy, but a cunt. That's all you got and all you are -- just a cunt... nothin' but a filthy cunt. Good for nothing but suckin' and fuckin'." I hadn't any time to react to his words as they were about to explode my pussy -- I mean cunt. I don't know where the strength came from but I managed long loud moans and whimpers as they stretched my cunt, and with much ado slowly twisted the 2-1/4-inch wide bottle into it. I felt it hit my cervix. They pushed some more and my cervix was pushed into my uterus. When they finished over 7 inches was stuffed in my cunt with just a two-inch long bud of a neck sticking out from my pussy lips. They were so pleased with the torturous contortions they put me in, they took a number of pictures while the guy waited impatiently to fill my mouth. The leader enthused, "Super! Men are goin' ta love these pics," then warned me, "You'd best not screw up. If I have to beat your ass, that bottle in it doubles the pain. And you really don't want to let those bottles break while they're filling your holes."

I had no more strength and couldn't move but managed to force myself to suck the first cock in line. I sucked it for 30 minutes, though it was more of a face fuck, until he shot his wad down my throat. The second immediately followed. It occurred to me that by the time this is over I might swallow a quart -- maybe more -- of cum. I was besieged with cock to suck. The fourth guy wanted a hand job and I tried to focus on my new skill. I thought I was doing it good but with his self-control I had to jack him off for 30 minutes before he plastered my face. I alternated between suck off and jack off for the rest but found it hard to focus with the pain of my ass and cunt being simultaneously reamed beyond possible. My hand jobs took an average of 20 minutes, my blowjobs 10 to 15 though one diabolical guy made me suck his monster 10-inch black cock for an hour. That bastard enjoyed his mastery over me and watched me strain with those monster plugs in my three holes. He told me he wanted me to get used to it because he was going to do me a lot. He also said it took about two hours and a two or three times before white honky bitches like only big black cocks fucking them and sucking on, and he wanted me to get a head start. 




Wrong Turn



The last few blowjobs ended with cum on my body, not down my throat. They aimed their cocks directly at my face and as I stayed stupefied jacked themselves off until, with fanfare and laughter, they blasted my head, face, and tits with their cum. I was in a hypnotic trance, running on autopilot and about to lose consciousness from exhaustion, pain, and being fucked half to death by cocks and bottles. My mind was not rational. I was losing all feeling. I could barely tell that a cock was in my mouth or hand. To keep me awake they would snap a vice grip on a nipple and twist it for a second or jerk the bottles back and forth. 

For close to seven hours I sucked or jacked continuous cock with bottles in my cunt and ass. I was close to 24 hours of straight beatings, burnings, torture, sucking, jacking, and fucking 15 then 20 brutes over and over. On the other hand I did have a few super cums. I fell in a heap. The bottles were pulled out with a plop.

A hood was tied over my head. My arms were secured behind my back. My ankles were tied and bent back to attach to my arms. The only thing I had on was the hood and a coat of white drying cum. I could barely think but expected my life would soon be snuffed out. I sniffled, sobbed, and whined, "I don't want to die. Please don't kill me."

The leader spoke. "Not to worry, darlin'. We got no intention of killing you, at least not yet. We want you alive. Some day we'll want to fuck the shit out of you for 24 hours again. Maybe longer 'cause I can get 30 to 40 men interested in you as a fuck pig. Think you can fuck for 48 hours straight?" I didn't answer and he didn't wait. "Now here's the deal, and listen closely. We're going to drop you off where you'll probably be found within a few hours. I know you'll end up talking to the police, but you know no details. You didn't see what we looked like or sounded like. You can't even remember the size of the cocks you serviced. You don't know where you were because of your blindfold and you recognized nothing about the building. Now if you decide to cooperate, we're smart enough that the cops will never find us, but we'll know you squealed. Then one or both of two things will happen, besides us fucking and beating you to death. One we'll grab your wimp of a husband and cut his balls off. The other we'll grab your boy and introduce him to cornholing. I know a lot of guys who'd love to stick their cock up your little boy's asshole. Then we'll turn him into a cocksucker and an ass licker. Did you get all of this? Did I go to fast?"

I managed to shake my head yes and no to his questions. He went on, "Then to keep us from messing up your kid you'd gladly fuck us all again, any time we want, huh?' I whined lightly. He reared back and kicked me solidly in the solar plexus. "LET ME HEAR YOU SAY IT, YOU FUCKIN' WHORE PIG!"

Fighting for a breath and struggling through a whine, a loud whisper was the best I could do. "I'll fuck you all anytime you want."

"GLADLY!" he yelled, and kicked me again.

Through whimpering, crying, and gasping for breath I responded, "Gladly. I'll gladly fuck everybody, anytime. Don't hurt me."

"That's a good little cumbag." He continued, "Now you might yearn for more good fucking and cums like we gave ya. I'll help. Until next time you can reminisce. Just go on the internet, find the site, pay the fee, and watch videos and pictures of a fuck pig whore -- that'd be you -- taking dick after dick after dick, and looking like she loves every minute of it."

I was too demolished to even question. A couple picked me up like a sack of potatoes and dumped me in the back of a van. We drove for almost an hour without a word. The door opened. The two men grabbed my knees and underarms. I was swung back and forth a couple of times then hurled through the air, landing naked, tied, and hooded, violently on my shoulder on the weedy gravely ground. I groaned, feeling like I might have broken some bones. I lay trussed with my arms and legs behind me and my vulnerable front protruding out. I heard footsteps. Lipstick wrote "fuck pig" on my forehead. On my stomach they wrote "Do it here" with an arrow pointing toward my pussy. "And this is to remember us by," one snarled. Heavy strong clamps were stuck on my nipples. Then my unprotected stomach got a swift hard boot. I heard a camera clicking. I groaned, desperately wanting to double over from the blow but couldn't, and gasped for my breath. Then I felt the cold steel of a gun barrel against my head and heard it being cocked. I was ready to die. After a few seconds, which felt like hours, the gun was removed. "We'll be back," they snickered. A fist smashed into my face. Then another kick. Then the van sped away. 

I fell into a semi-conscious state. After a few hours I heard voices and felt a wrap being put on me. Shortly I was in a hospital bed talking haltingly to my husband and the police. I told them I had been raped numerous times and tortured by many men but knew nothing more and couldn't help them further. I wasn't about to tell them specifics like handling about 70 cocks one way or another non-stop over 24 hours, and certainly not about my ten or so gigantic orgasms, or the very tiny short-lived thrill I got being a sex slave to those brutes. My husband would never understand any of that. 

They asked me how it happened. All I could say was, "I was driving home from shopping... and took a wrong turn, I guess."

To be continued with her second encounter.



Wrong Turn Bang



I'm on my way home from a business trip, the day turning into night and still about 100 miles from home. The business conference I had to be at wasn't too far away, about 200 miles from where I live. The company I work for providing me a car for the drive and also covering all of my expenses. Being on my way back I decide to take a short cut as I kind of remember my way around here. Having conferences out this way twice a year I've pretty much remembered the route pretty good. In the four years I've worked here I've been able to figure out certain shortcuts. Nothing but mostly farmland and woods for the majority of the drive.

The outside air slightly cooling down as I continue my drive with the windows halfway down, my long blonde hair waving in the breeze as the night starts to set in. I approach a small town and as I drive through I notice all of the stores are closed, most of the buildings are run down and even abandoned. Not one person out driving or even walking down any of the streets either. This town giving me a very eerie feeling as I drive through. I finally reach the edge of the small town and see a lonely old gas station with a half lit open sign on, the only place open in this town. I drive on by it seeing a creepy old man sitting out front staring me down, giving me a very grim look as I drive by. I decide to take the next left, being pretty sure this road eventually leads to the main highway, but not 100% sure about that. I carry on down the road and suddenly it narrows turning into a dirty gravel road. Not remembering a gravel road being part of the shortcut I begin to get nervous. My heart pounding faster hoping I didn't take a wrong turn out in this creepy, desolate area. I continue on down the road as it just gets narrower, nothing in my surroundings except for deep woods and suddenly my car starts to spit and sputter.

"Oh no!" I curse out loud as I look at the gas gauge, realizing I totally forgot to get gas for the ride back. With everything being arranged for me on this business trip, the one thing I needed to remember I forget. I punch the center console as the engine dies and the car comes to a stop. I stare at the gas gauge that reads empty and lean back in my seat, putting my head back I take a deep breathe in frustration and look around at my surroundings. I open my mouth in shock, right before me about 50 yards away amongst all the trees deep in the woods I see a creepy old abandoned building before me. The place huge with two floors having to be abandoned for decades almost looking as if it were once an infirmary. The road also mysteriously ending right here where I happened to run out of gas. Now definitely realizing I did take a wrong turn and having no idea where I am.

I take another deep breathe as I try to calm down but remember how creepy the old gas station was about a mile or two back, with the strange old man out front just begging for a customer. I guess that's my only option, I'm going to have to take walk and get some gas, I think to myself with a sigh. Not being dressed appropriately for a walk being in full business attire. Wearing a white blouse and a black pencil skirt. I always like to dress more sharply for the business meetings. I also wore my beige thigh high stockings and my black 4 inch heels with a black bra and thong underneath. Being a young woman in my mid 20's I shouldn't have a problem walking a few miles for gas.

I get out of the car and lock all of the doors before slamming the door harder than usual in frustration as I look forward to my walk. Holding my phone in hand I take one step before realizing in more frustration I've locked my keys in the car. I click on my phone realizing now would be the time to call for help. My heart sinks as I see I have no service, I fumble through my contacts finding my boyfriends number and click to call. Nothing, absolutely nothing and suddenly it gets even worse as it starts to rain. It starts raining harder quickly, what luck I think to myself sarcastically. I start pacing around very frustrated with myself as it rains harder, suddenly pouring. I remember the old abandoned building before me and think to myself it's my only escape from the rain until it stops and I could walk to the gas station and maybe even get service on my phone.

What's the worse that could happen, I think to myself as I stare at the old building, the rain falling on me, my clothes starting to get damp. It doesn't look like anyone has been in there for years. I don't want to go in but it's either that or get drenched, who knows when this rain is going to stop. Hopefully it won't be too long, I can't imagine being in their all night, the place is so creepy looking. I take a deep breathe and start walking towards the old building, in disbelief I'm even in such a situation. As I approach I notice most of the windows have been smashed out, not wanting to step on any broken glass or who knows what as I get closer. The rain still coming down hard as i look for a way in. I see how the front door has been torn off, leaving me a clear path inside. I walk up the concrete stairs, overgrown weeds and brush covering them and the whole front part of the building. My whole body drenched from the rain I stand at the broken door and notice a tight crawl space just big enough for myself to get through. I make my way inside the musky, damp, old building, looking like it might have been a hospital at some point or maybe even an infirmary. My high heels clicking on the dirty ground beneath me. Scattered rubble through the hallway before me and in the old rooms, cobwebs in the corners and graffiti on the walls.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" I call out, not really thinking anyone is here. I take a few steps forward looking around, the moonlight shining through the broken windows that have never been boarded up, being my only source of light. I notice a staircase to my left, making my way over to them I see there covered with old rubble and cobwebs as well. My adventurous side coming out I take the daring step and start making my way up the stairs slowly. I get half way up and I begin to notice an eerie dim light coming from the second floor. My heart starts pounding harder as i realize someone else is probably here. I take a deep breathe and swallow hard feeling very nervous knowing it could be anyone, but decide to take the daring move and continue up seeing if anyone else is here.

I make my way up to the stairs to find they lead into a large room. Seeing just the typical at first, old rubble, beer cans and cob webs. I take another step inside and look to the right and see the source of the light. At the end of the room I see two old lamps with the shades missing, and a dirty old mattress in between them. I take a few more steps forth wanting to get a closer look. My heart pounding, my mind racing wondering what this could all be about. I take another deep breathe before looking around once more seeing if anyone else is here.

I make my way over to the mattress, standing before it I look around some more for anybody that may be in the darkness and decide to call out again a little louder, "Hello!? Anyone else in this dump?"

"Why hello there my pretty darling" I hear suddenly, an eerie voice as i quickly turn around seeking it's source. I see a figure entering through the same doorway I came in, walking towards me wearing a long black cloak with a large hood hanging over his face allowing me to only see his mouth and chin. "I'm glad to see you could make it, we had a feeling a pretty girl like yourself would stumble in here tonight. Perfect for tonight's event!" He continues with a large smile forming on what I can see of his face. I give him a cautious look not liking the sounds of his words, frightening me a little bit. 

"Participate in what? I think you're misunderstood, I didn't come here to participate in anything!" I say in a stern voice with a serious look on my face. The figure now standing only a few yards away from me with the large grin still on his face, speaks again.

"My darling, I don't know if you have realized it or not. But you have entered the Realm of Perversion. You don't know it yet but in a few moments here you will be fully willing to participate in our event tonight. You will be fully willing to do nasty things that you've probably never fantasized about, and like doing it. No matter how deprived and fucked up you might have once thought they were. Tonight what you once thought was the impossible, will be possible!"

I stare at him as he speaks, taking in his words. The look on my face turning from serious to frightful! What could he mean I think to myself, my heart starting to pound harder. As these thoughts are racing through my mind suddenly four more cloaked figures appear from the darkness coming at me from each corner of the room. I look around a them all as they surround me, seeing just as much of their faces as the first man. I nervously look at them all, my heart feeling as if it were going to pound out of my chest. Too nervous to speak up as my breathing increases. One of them steps before me, holding a steaming bowl in his hands he brings it right up to my face holding it beneath my nose. I can't help but breathe it in as he brings it closer and closer to my nose. I try and turn my head to not breathe it in directly but can't as the others surround me in a very tight circle standing very close, leaving me no room to sneak through. I can't help but breathe in the heavy steam as it invades my nostrils and suddenly I start to notice a very overwhelming feeling. A feeling brought on suddenly, an uncontrollable sexual craving.

"What is this?" I call out through the steam as it surrounds my face. Feeling the sudden change, an urge of sexual lust. "What are you doing to me!?" I yell as I can no longer help myself, I cannot fight back this sudden sexual urge. Never feeling anything like this before in my life, not even with my boyfriend. Just a feeling of being absolutely horny, an overwhelming craving and need for cock! Suddenly craving any hard cock, these men's cocks! In complete disbelief in what that steam did to me, never feeling so filthy before in my life and not even caring. The feeling making me want to now willingly breathe it in more and more. I feel as it continues making me even more and more horny, leaving me standing here between these strange men, craving there cocks! Wanting all of them, at the same time! Something indeed I've never fantasized about, never being into such a dirty thing before in my life.

They start backing away, giving me some space. The steaming dish of there's doing to me what they wanted it to as it fades out. They stand there watching, waiting to see if it did indeed work. I can almost make out wide grins on their faces through the darkness under their hoods. I cannot fight this feeling, I no longer want to leave. I need their cocks now! I have never been so horny in my life, I've never had this feeling of pure lust that I have now. I can't help but start grinding my hips in midair, my pussy absolutely soaking as I yearn for there cocks. I start pulling up my skirt as I sway my hips around. Hiking it up to my waist revealing my bare thighs above my stocking tops and my soaked black thong. Holding my skirt up with my right hand I waste no more time and reach down with my other hand and pull my thong aside, revealing my shaved wet pussy for the group of strange men as they watch me. I reach down with my right hand and begin rubbing myself, quietly starting to moan as I play with my clit with these strange men watching. Never before doing such a thing with such a large audience, only one time before for my boyfriend.

The men start chuckling in unison as they watch, there magic steam doing exactly what they wanted. I stare back at them all as I play with my wet pussy and suddenly they all pull up their cloaks revealing their large, rock hard cocks all at once. Each one at least 8 inches long and fully erect. I continue to rub my slit, moaning under my breathe as I now stare at their hard cocks. They all reach down and start to stroke their cocks as they watch me standing their playing with my wet pussy, absolutely yearning for their hard cocks. I lick my lips as I watch them stroke their hard cocks for me as I crave for them all.

They start to slowly come towards me as they continue stroking their hard cocks. I start sliding my middle finger in and out of my wet pussy as I watch them come to me. I stare at them each one by one, my face filled with pure lust as they encircle me close just like before. One of them places his hands on my shoulders pushing me down. I oblige getting on my knees on the dirty old mattress between them all as I look up at their cocks, they all come closer. Their cocks level with my face as one of them wastes no more time and grabs the back of my head bringing my mouth to his hard cock, shoving it forth feeding me his cock as I take him right in my mouth. I suck him like a cock crazed whore, bobbing my head back and forth gulping down as much as I can. He pulls out and the next man takes aim as I willingly take him in bobbing my head back and forth along his length, gurgling around his cock. I feel as one of the men standing behind me begins unbuttoning my blouse before halfway through just tearing the rest off, he pulls it down my arms tossing it aside somewhere on the dirty floor.

The man in my mouth pulls out as another takes aim as I take him in sucking his cock deep. One of them unclips my bra, I help them remove it quickly as I move my arms forth letting it fall into my lap, revealing my DD tits for the group as one of them grabs it and moves it out of the way. Suddenly I feel hands grab at my breasts squeezing them hard before rubbing my hard nipples sending shivers down my spine making me even more horny. I continue sucking the cock in my mouth, moaning around it and staring up at his face through the darkness of the hood, loving the feeling of my nipples being played with.

I move to my right and take another hard cock in my mouth staring up at him as well, moaning around his cock as I suck. Two of them grab my arms by the wrists bringing my hands to their cocks as I begin to stroke them. Really getting into this now, but still in absolute disbelief what that steam has done to me. Never before in my life ever fantasizing about anything like this, being appalled by such things and usually being very self-conscious with my body and how I am during sex. Now those feelings have all gone away though, not wanting to stop, just wanting to be a dirty little slut for these strange men and allowing them to do whatever they want with me.

I continue moving around the circle gulping down there cocks, always stroking one in each hand. Hands constantly playing with my big tits as I pivot on my knees atop the dirty mattress as I suck down the hard cocks. Drool dripping down my chin onto my tits as my hands are covered with slimy precum. Suddenly they all stop and back off a few steps. One of them steps forth and grabs my wrists bringing them behind my back and pulls me back as he grabs them holding them tightly. Leaving me kneeling on the mattress but giving the others a great view of my big tits as I perch them out. They all come forth and start slapping my tits and nipples with their big hard cocks leaving marks of pre cum all over them. I watch as they do so licking my lips moaning under my breathe shaking them around a little bit.

One of them grabs what looks to be oil and proceeds to pour it all over my boobs as one of the other men comes over rubs it in. Rubbing my boobs all over making them nice and slick with the oil as I moan loud enjoying the feeling. They step aside as the man behind me still holds my wrists tightly as one of them steps forth and grabs both my oily tits and wraps them around his big hard cock and starts to titty fuck me. Sliding his hard cock back and forth in my cleavage. He does so for a few thrusts and steps aside as another steps forth and does the same. They all proceed to do so having their way with my tits as I kneel their taking it moaning looking up through the darkness into their glowing eyes for I am all theirs. One of them pours more oil down my cleavage and all over my tits while another titty fucks me. The oil dripping off my tits onto my stocking clad thighs soaking my stockings in oil as they all continue taking turns titty fucking me.

Suddenly the man holding my wrists pulls them to the left and turns me around as I oblige with him letting him move me where ever he wants. He moves me so I'm facing away from the rest of the men. He then pulls me forward and releasing his grip on my wrists places me onto my hands and knees. One of the other men comes up behind me and roughly pulls my thong down my legs and off. He hands it to the man before me and then goes back with the others. I look up at him as he pushes it into my mouth. I take it in and taste my juices, never really before ever tasting myself. He then moves standing above me facing the other men as he grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart, revealing my wet pussy and tight asshole for the group of men. He rubs my ass cheeks and makes them jiggle as he lightly spanks me a couple times. He then takes the oil and pours it over my ass cheeks and down my ass crack. It pours down my thighs soaking my stockings even more as it drips over my pussy lips and over my asshole leaving me a mess of slick oil. The strange man rubs it over my ass cheeks as I look over my shoulder unable to see much, his ass blocking my view. The other men touching themselves as they soak in the view of my oily rear end.

Then suddenly I feel as one of the men digs their face right, eating my wet pussy from behind. His nose nuzzled in my asshole as he buries his face right in, the other man still holding my ass open for him. The other three come back around before me as one grabs the back of my head and pulls my thong out of my mouth. He lets it hang from his hard cock as he forcefully brings my mouth to his cock. I open up and take him right in. Bobbing my head back and forth along his length, my mouth making muffled noises around his cock as my pussy gets devoured from behind. The man in my mouth quickly pulls out giving me a quick breathe of air as another grabs my head and brings my mouth to their cock as they proceed to fuck my mouth.

The man eating my pussy licks his way up to my asshole and starts licking my asshole, poking his tongue in and out as deep as he can. The third man before me taking his turn with my mouth as he grabs my head bringing my mouth to his cock. The man eating my holes from behind stops as I feel as one of them starts to slide their finger in my asshole. Slipping it in nice and easily from all of the oil all over my body, he slides it in and out with ease as he hear them both voicing their approval as he finger fucks my asshole. Then I feel another finger slowly slip its way in my ass along with the first, feeling like their both fingering my ass at the same time as they slide their fingers in and out, stretching it slightly. My ass only taking a cock once before, and something I didn't allow to go on too long. Never being into anal before, always thinking it to be gross but wanting nothing more than for my ass to be violated by these strange men.

They continue to finger fuck my asshole together for a little bit while I take turns sucking the cocks before me. Pulling their fingers out slowly he then spreads my cheeks apart wide as the other man lines up his hard cock with my wet pussy. he rubs the head on my slick lips as I take a cock in my mouth before me. He then slides forth in one swift motion all the way as my moans of pleasure are muffled by the cock in my mouth. He slides almost all the way out and slams forth again doing this a few times as he moans loud getting my wet pussy nice and ready for the coming treatment. The man spreading my cheeks apart spanks me as the other man fucks me, picking up his pace sliding his hard cock back and forth.




Wrong Turn Bang



All three men before me back off and step back, taking in the view of their fellow mates enjoying me. I moan out loud throwing my head back, my eyes rolling in ecstasy as I get fucked hard from behind. I stare at the three men as they stare at me, wicked grins on their faces as they stroke their cocks taking in the view before them. I look over my shoulder as I continue moaning in pleasure, unable to see much just the other mans ass and a little bit of the man fucking me. My big tits bouncing back and forth as he fucks me harder and faster.

He suddenly pulls out as the man holding my ass cheeks apart spanks my ass hard. He lets my ass cheeks go and quickly gets into position behind me burying his face in my oily ass, I yelp looking forward at the others as he absolutely devours my asshole. The man who was fucking me comes before me and brings his cock to my mouth. I willingly engulf his cock sucking him hard tasting my pussy on his cock, something else I would have never done before. The man devouring my ass driving me wild.

The man in my mouth pulls out and rubs his wet cock all over my face as I stare up at him wiggling my tongue out as I try to lick his cock whenever I can as he rubs it all over my cheeks , lips, and chin. He slaps my cheeks with his cock as the man eating my ass pokes his tongue in and out, I hear him moaning as he does. He rubs my oily ass cheeks as he licks away, every now and then giving me a light spanking.

He stops licking my asshole and gets into position behind me and shoves his hard cock balls deep in my wet pussy. I moan loud as he buries it to the hilt and proceeds to fuck me fast and hard. He grabs my ass cheeks for support and hammers away, driving his cock in and out hard, his balls slapping my clit with each thrust. The other three men come forth and stand with the guy who was in my mouth. They all stand a few steps away and watch as I get fucked hard from behind. All four of them stroking their cocks, watching as there mate has his way with me. I stare back at them, my face filled with lust as I moan loud. My big titties bouncing back and forth as he fucks me hard.

He then suddenly pulls out and grabs my hips and turns me over onto my back quickly. The mattress beneath me greasy from the oil all over my body, making me feel even dirtier. He pushes my stocking clad legs apart and drives his cock right into my wet pussy. Proceeding to fuck me fast and hard in missionary. The other four men surround us, staring down at us, watching as their mate fucks me like a slut. Stroking their hard cocks as they watch, all their faces contorted in pleasure. They kneel on the mattress beside us, two on each side of me. The lower two men grab a leg and each begin rubbing my stocking clad legs as they continue jerking off. The other two men grab my hands, bringing them to their cocks as I start to jerk them off.

All the while I continue to get fucked hard, moaning loud from all the dirty attention. Staring up at them all as I get used, their hoods still concealing their faces well. Never thinking I would ever enjoy something so fucked up like this. Whatever was in that steam really doing it's magic as in my right state I wouldn't enjoy any such thing like this.

Suddenly the man fucking me stops and pulls out slowly, his cock glistening with my pussy juices. The two men at my legs grab them and pull them back at the knees bringing my ass up. They pull my legs all the way back to my head holding them behind my knees. Revealing my pussy and asshole for the whole group. The man fucking me spits on both my holes and then grabs the oil. He squirts it over my asshole as it drips down off my ass onto the dirty old mattress. He rubs it in all over my ass cheeks and in my ass crack giving special attention to my asshole. He then gets into position lining his hard glistening cock up with my asshole as i watch on, my mouth agape in anticipation to how I will handle this. Not wanting anything more at this moment than for his hard cock to invade my asshole. He pokes his cockhead on my rosebud as the two holding my legs back each reach down with their free hands and hold my ass open as the man sliding in my ass pushes the head in. My oily asshole opens for him as he pushes forth more and more. My mouth open as i gasp feeling his thick cock enter my asshole.

He starts sliding his cock in and out, going a little bit deeper with each inward thrust. He starts slowly picking up the pace. The two men holding my stocking clad legs begin licking them up and down, biting at my stockings like two rabid animals. I just lay back watching on, almost in horror as this man fucks my asshole. The pleasure it's bringing almost unbelievable. I throw my head back and moan loud as he slides his cock in and out. The two men holding my legs back biting holes in my stockings. Gripping them with their teeth and pulling back, tearing holes throughout them. I move my head back and forth moaning loud in sheer pleasure. One of the other men comes over and hovers over my face, he lowers himself and dips his balls into my mouth as I open up and take them in, sucking them. Taking each ball into my mouth sucking them one at a time. He pulls them up hovering them just above my mouth as I lick at them, moaning from my ass fucking. He points his cock down to my mouth wanting me to suck him off. I open up as he guides it in and starts fucking my mouth sliding his hard cock in and out. The two men holding my legs stand up and grab my ankles holding my legs up as far as they can. I feel as they both guide their hard cocks into one of the ripped holes in my stockings and proceed to rub their cocks on my legs, sliding their cocks in and out of the holes. As this is all going on the man in my mouth pulls out and the fifth man comes over and starts fucking my mouth. All of the men moaning loud as they use my willing body.

Suddenly they all stop their movement, the man in my mouth pulls out backing away as the two men at my legs pull their cocks out of my stockings and back off as well. Finally the man in my ass pulls his hard glistening cock out slowly and backs away. Leaving me laying their on the dirty old mattress, my asshole slightly gaping. The man who was just the odd one out steps forth and lies down next to me. Two of the other men come over as well and each grab an arm pulling me up. They shove me towards the man lying down, "Get on his cock and ride him hard!" one of them commands.

The man lying down grabs the base of his hard cock holding it straight up, I don't hesitate at all doing what he told me to do. I swing my leg over the man and get on top, straddling him, hovering my wet pussy above his hard cock. I place my hands on his shoulders and slowly engulf his cock with my wet pussy, sliding all the way down taking his full length. I let out a loud throaty moan as I sit on his cock, before I start to ride him slowly. Picking up the pace going faster and faster, riding this strange mans cock as the other four men watch on. They all encircle the mattress stroking their hard cocks as I ride him hard. I make sure to look at each one of them and their cocks as I slide my pussy up and down the mans cock beneath me. He reaches up and starts playing with my big, oily titties. I throw my head back moaning loud as he pinches and pulls my hard nipples. Two of the men approach us on either side. The man to my left grabs the back of my head turning my face towards his cock. I take it right into my mouth, sucking his cock hard as I continue riding the man under me, engulfing his cock completely grinding my pussy on him. The man on the other side grabs my hand and brings it to his cock, I begin to stroke his hard cock. All three of them moaning from my attention, the man I'm riding continues to play with my nipples as I buck on his cock like a wild horse. I take the man to my rights cock in my mouth and start to stroke the other cock, alternating between them both.

This goes on for a bit before I'm pushed forth by another one of the men. The two men on either side of me pull my ass apart revealing my gaping asshole for the man now standing behind me. I look on over my shoulder in anticipation seeing as he pours more oil right into my gaping asshole, dripping out over my pussy lips and the mans cock and balls that I am riding. Never before in my life have I taken a cock in my pussy and ass at the same time, never before in my life have I been gangbanged! But not wanting any more than to partake in these filthy actions I've never imagined myself ever doing.

They hold my ass open wide for him as he steps forth and gets into position behind us, he slaps his hard dick on my asshole a few times before taking aim and slowly sliding it in. I bite my lip, feeling as he slides his hard cock up my ass as I have another fully engulfed in my wet pussy. I gasp as he pushes most in, in disbelief I'm actually taking it. He pulls out slightly and then pushes forth a little deeper this time. He starts to fuck my asshole slowly and soon the man beneath me gets into rhythm with him as they proceed to double fuck me. The other three men stand before us, stroking their cocks as they watch the filthy action before them. I moan loud uncontrollably as these men have their complete way with me, really giving it to me as I'm sandwiched between them both taking their cocks in my pussy and asshole hard.

The man in my ass suddenly pulls out and comes before me and grabs a handful of my hair hard and brings my mouth right to his cock. Shoving his cock straight out of my ass into my mouth completely as I willingly allow him to. Tasting my ass on his cock, making me choke on it slightly. Never sucking off a cock straight from my ass before, always being completely against any such thing. One of the three men before us quickly takes this opportunity and gets into position behind me and rams his hard cock in my asshole balls deep as they proceed to double fuck me again as I continue to suck the cock that was just in my ass. Moaning around it, enjoying the degrading act.

This continues for a few minutes before one of the men not involved lies down on the mattress next to us. The man in my ass pulls out and moves aside as the man I was riding pushes me off of him and over towards the other man lying down. He grabs me and pulls me on top of him turning me around facing away from him. He wastes no time and slides my asshole down his cock balls deep as I moan loud never before riding a cock in my ass. He starts to pinch and pull my nipples, playing with my tits as he commands me to start riding his cock. His hands all over my tits driving me wild I start sliding my ass up and down his cock, my eyes rolling back in my head from sheer pleasure. More oil is poured all over my tits as the two men who were just double fucking me come over and stand on each side of my head and start feeding me their cocks. I take their cocks in my mouth one at a time giving a few sucks before alternating to the other. Moaning around them as I ride the guy under me hard, slamming my ass up and down his hard cock as he gropes my big tits. The men feeding me their cocks start pushing them in at the same time as I suck them both at the same time, letting them shove their hard cocks in as deep as they can get them.

They suddenly pull from my mouth and step back, allowing room for one of the other men to step forth in front of me. He kneels down on the dirty old mattress before us and lines his hard cock up with my wet pussy. He pushes it inside as he and the man in my ass start double fuck me again, only this time I'm turned around. They pick up a quick rhythm and really start giving it to me. I wrap my stocking clad legs around the man fucking my pussy as they hammer their cocks in and out of my holes balls deep. Pushing me back and forth between them as I moan and scream between them in sheer pleasure. The man in my pussy pulls out and moves aside as another one of them steps forth and gets into position sliding his cock in my wet pussy as they continue fucking my holes hard. This continues for a bit before he pulls out, he moves aside as they all encircle the mattress once again. Staring down, watching as the man under me grabs my legs behind my knees and pulls them back holding them their as he slides his cock in and out of my asshole. I moan atop him holding onto the mattress in complete submission as he has his way with my ass.

He lets go of my legs and commands me to get on my hands and knees. I do as he says and stick my ass out getting up on my hands and knees. As I look over my shoulder I watch as one of them goes around behind me and gets into position lining his hard cock up with my asshole. He slides it forth as I bite my lip feeling as he pushes it all the way in and starts fucking my ass hard. Grabbing onto each of my shoulders slamming his big cock in and out all the way balls deep in my asshole at a rapid pace, having his absolute way with my asshole.

The other four men step forth to us forming a half circle to my top half. They stroke their cocks watching as this man fucks my asshole hard. Fucking it at a quick, fast pace. His balls slapping my wet pussy with each hard, inward thrust. I hear as he moans loud, enjoying it. The men watching also moaning, stroking their cocks hard as they watch the scene before them. I too moan loud as this man has his way with my asshole, my titties bouncing back and forth rapidly.

Suddenly he stops and pulls out. I look over my shoulder watching his next move. He strokes his cock at a fast pace moaning as he does pointing it towards my gaping asshole. "Oohhhhh fuck!!!! Shake your ass for me slut!!!" he moans as I do as told shaking my ass waiting for his cum. He suddenly starts cumming, shooting thick ropes of spunk all over my ass cheeks and in my ass crack as I shake it for him. I stop shaking my ass as he lets the last drips drip into my gaping asshole. He slides his cock in and out for a couple more strokes as he comes down. He pulls out and steps back, the other four men stroking their cocks at a fast pace just like he was. This must be it, my cum shower I think to myself.

They step to me, I stare up at them as they frantically stroke their hard cocks. One of them grabs a handful of my hair and uses it to turn me around onto my back as he lays me down on the dirty old mattress. The cum all over my ass smearing into it. They all stand above me, staring down at my oil slick body as they moan and jerk off to the sight of me. Two of them each grab a leg pulling them back and spreading them wide. Laying me with my legs spread wide held up in the air. One of them gets into position between my spread legs pointing his hard, slick cock down at my naked body. He throws his head back and with a loud moan releases his massive cum shot. It lands all over me as he erupts, landing mostly on my stomach and wet pussy lips as some even reaches my big titties. He lets the last drip onto me as he steps aside. The two men still holding my legs high and spread as they continue stroking their cocks.

The next man takes position, standing at my head facing my body as he too with a loud grunt unleashes his spunk. Aiming it down towards me as he cums, most of it landing on my tits as he lets the last drops drip all over my face. I stick my tongue out catching some and lick my lips smearing it around. The last two men set my legs down on the dirty mattress as they really start going to town on their hard cocks. Moaning and grunting like savage animals as they stare down at my cum covered naked body. 

"Oohhhhh fuck you dirty little slut!!! Play with yourself like a whore! We wanna cover you while you play with yourself!!!" one of the men commands. I do as he says, wanting to be as absolutely dirty for these men as I can. I bring my right hand down to my wet, cum covered pussy as I begin rubbing my slit. Focusing on my clit as I bring my left hand to my nipples and pinch and pull on them. I start moaning with the men, enjoying the sensations I'm bringing to myself as I wait for their cum. I start rubbing my wet pussy harder and faster really getting off on my fingers as they kneel down beside me. Our moans really growing loud now as they reach out with their free hands and rub my body. 

"Put those titties together!" One of them commands as I do as told grabbing each from underneath holding them up for him. Stroking his cock aimed inches away from them he unleashes. Spraying shot after shot of spunk all over my big tits, covering them as he rubs his cock head all over my slick nipples, smearing it all over my tits. He backs off as I rub the cum all over my tits.

The last man finally gets ready and takes position between my legs as he spreads them roughly. "Spread your pussy lips you dirty whore!" he commands as I do as told reaching down with one hand and spreading my pussy lips for him. He aims it inches away from my spread pussy and starts to cum hard with a loud grunt. His spunk shooting into my spread pussy lips as he slides his cock in and out a few times before stepping back. I reach down and rub my wet pussy smearing his cum all over my pussy lips and inside. I continue rubbing my wet pussy hard. Moaning and withering atop the old mattress wanting to cum myself. I moan loud as I feel the eyes of the strange men upon me, watching as I get myself off. Suddenly I start to cum, with the biggest orgasm I've ever had. With a loud scream I unleash my orgasm, moaning and bucking atop the mattress as I cum hard. Moaning as I slowly come down, I notice as the strange men back away out of sight into the darkness. Leaving me laying here atop the dirty old mattress as the effects from the steam too start to fade out.



Wrong Turn



The next five minutes were spent waiting for the man to finish. Christine caught herself putting a finger on her clit more than once, but quickly pulled it away. Then she heard him groan louder than before and suddenly pull out of Kayla's cunt.

He walked around her and presented his huge, wet cock for both women to see. Christine saw the cue card: 'Suck it.'

Kayla didn't need a cue card. She already had her head tilted down in the direction of the bulbous shaft. Christine joined her, just a few inches behind, as if waiting for Kayla to lead. The man moved forward and Kayla licked him from base to tip. Christine bent over, wondered how she ever got here, and licked him.

She instantly tasted Kayla's sweet juices on the cock. Between the somewhat soothing warmth of the skin and the taste of the woman's pussy, Christine was not as disgusted as she thought she would be. She and Kayla took turns wrapping their lips around the cock and taking it deep into their throats.

The man managed to reach down for Christine's tit and squeeze it roughly in his enormous hand. Now she was feeling abused again, but there was certainly no getting out of the situation until this scene was ended. And she had a pretty good idea how it would end.

It only took another minute and a half for the man to take hold of his cock and start stroking it wildly. Christine found herself strangely fixated on his masturbation, another first for her. Her experiences in the past had her being the one doing the stroking. She oddly enjoyed watching the massive cock being pumped by him so close to her face.

However, the consequences of that did not escape her. As if on cue, she saw Kayla open her mouth in anticipation. The man slowed down and aimed his cock at the gap between her lips. He groaned one time, pumped the cock again, and arched his back. Christine nearly tilted her head away at the first signs of his voluminous stream of cum. It covered Kayla's face and landed on her tongue with such force it surprised her. Then, without warning, he was aiming it at her and Christine took a couple hits on the chin, neck, and tits. The cameras caught every single spurt, from two angles, until he was dripping cum and letting it fall on Christine's tits.

It was over rapidly, leaving the two women bathed in warm, wet, white fluid.

"Cut," the director shouted.

Christine felt relief like she'd never felt before. She could go home soon.

"Good job," Adam said to Christine as he approached her. "Not bad for a rookie."

Christine stood up and felt the cum dripping down her body.

Adam said, "There's a shower over there behind that door. Clean off. Don't get your hair too wet, but there's a blow dryer in there if you need it. Meet me outside the shower when you're done."

"Then I can leave, right?" Christine said with a tint of hope in her voice.

"We'll discuss that when you're done."

Christine walked rapidly to the shower and eagerly cleaned off in a matter of seconds. After toweling off and checking her hair, she came back out of the tiny room and met Adam.

"Let's go upstairs," he told her.

She was glad to head back to her clothes, but a little unhappy about having to do it while naked. The stairwell was empty, however, and they entered the wardrobe area without being seen, she thought.

"I have one more job for you, and that'll be it," Adam said bluntly.

"Hey!" Christine complained. "I did the scene..."

"And I have one more."

The look in his eyes warned her against arguing with him. The pit of her stomach ached and Christine fought back tears. Would this one be similar, or worse, than what she just went through? She wanted out of this nightmare.

Adam pulled a very short, very sheer, pink negligee from the rack. The neckline appeared to plunge to the navel and Christine doubted it was long enough to cover her ass. Spaghetti straps seemed hardly sturdy enough to keep it on.

"Put this on," Adam said, shoving the garment at her.

Christine slipped into it and confirmed all of her suspicions. It hid almost nothing. Adam smiled his approval.

"Excellent. Come with me."

As they walked into another studio close to Adam's office-presumably where Christine heard the woman squeal when she first arrived, she thought to herself-Adam filled her in on the details of her new 'assignment.'

"This is going to be part of a full-length film," Adam explained. "The guy who cleans the pool will be coming up to your bedroom. You will be asleep. He'll initiate the sex and you'll willingly take part. Let him do the foreplay while you gradually awaken. We'll give you a verbal command when it's OK to be fully awake. Later, we'll edit out that voice. From there to the end, just complete a sex scene."

Christine slowed her walk almost to a standstill. "Just complete a sex scene? Are you fucking kidding me? I'm not doing any more sex scenes for you with some dude I don't know. I'll pose for pictures...do a short video stripping if you want...anything to get back to the hotel. But no more sex."

Adam stared at her. "How about a very realistic scene of a half dozen horny college kids raping a woman in the alley?"

Christine stared back. "Fuck you."

"Now that we've got that settled, let's get started," Adam replied.

He led her onto the set. Just like before, a half dozen seemingly disinterested crew members awaited them. A fake bedroom, complete with furniture and paintings, dominated the area. Christine stared at the large bed, trying to imagine what would soon take place there.

Adam completed the introductions and advised Christine that the man who would be joining her was named Chad. She considered that somewhat of an improvement over the last scene, where she never did find out the guy's name, despite an introduction to his cock.

The director and Adam went over her responsibilities one more time, although it was obvious the specifics would be played out by Chad and Christine when the action started. No mention was made of dialogue, nor did Christine expect any.

"Get into the bed with just the sheet over you," the director ordered. "Leave it at about your waist."

Christine was glad to at least be able to cover up that much of her body. The negligee did little to hide the rest and she could see her nipples through the material. Soon, it wouldn't matter.

"Alright, get on your side facing this side of the bed and pretend you are asleep until we tell you otherwise," the director said.

Out of the corner of her eye, Christine caught the athletic figure of a man close to her own age. He was muscular, tanned, fairly good looking, and sported a bulge in his shorts that would have made the guy downstairs jealous. This was Chad.

Christine's heart pounded as she got into the bed and moved the sheet around until everybody was satisfied. It felt to her as if her tits were falling out of the negligee and, of course, that was the idea of the outfit. She swore at herself one more time for allowing this whole thing to happen and then prepared for the worst.

She closed her eyes, heard the call for 'Action', and waited.

Chad worked his way silently towards the bed, looking around to make sure nobody saw or heard him. He looked down at Christine for a moment and then softly brushed her blonde hair with his hand. He felt the skin on her arm and moved down to her hip. Chad gently lifted the sheet and pulled it down to uncover the rest of Christine's body.

He admired her for a few seconds before putting his hand on the back of her thigh and sliding up her leg, under the negligee, and onto the bottom of her ass. Christine never moved, but her heart thumped like never before. The mixture of fright and horniness was beyond intense.

Christine felt the negligee rising over her hip and onto her waist. She knew that her ass was totally exposed, and only her tightly closed legs in a fetal position kept her pussy from being seen as well. Chad moved up and ran a single finger along the outside of Christine's tit. When he got to the shoulder strap, he pulled it down onto her arm. Then he very gently pushed on Christine's shoulder and she rolled onto her back, presumably still asleep.

He lowered the other shoulder strap and only the tiniest portion of her tits were unexposed. Chad leaned over and barely let his lips touch the top of one breast. He kissed his way down toward the nipple. Then the negligee was lifted aside and the nipple was exposed.

"OK, Christine. Wake up, but let him continue."

Christine's eyes slowly opened and Chad's mouth encircled the tip of her breast. Immediately, he began licking and sucking on the generous tit. Christine nearly moaned out loud at the incredible chills he sent through her body. Chad's teeth tightened their grip on her nipple and Christine's pussy tingled even more. Her lips spread, but no sounds came out. When Chad switched tits, she thought she would scream with delight.

After a couple minutes of intense attention to her chest, Chad pulled down on her negligee until he was removing it entirely. Christine lifted her legs slightly and the little gown came off. Chad kissed his way up her thighs, past her pussy, and back onto her tits.

"Good morning, beautiful," Chad said. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

If she was concerned with whether to say anything or not, Chad took care of that. He moved up and began to kiss her on the mouth with a sensuous use of his tongue. Christine met every move with one of her own and surprisingly found herself passionately returning the favor. His hand was on her tit, and then her stomach. She nearly begged him to touch her pussy, but knew he was leading.

Chad eventually stood back up and said, "Pull down my shorts."

Christine crawled over to him and lifted the tight shorts over his erection and far enough down his legs to reveal the cock and balls. As she suspected, he was at least the equal of the man she saw before. Only this time, the erection was intended for her. That frightened her a little and excited her a little.

Chad finished the job of getting naked. Christine kind of wanted to see his ass, but wasn't in a position to be picky. Instead, she saw his huge cock coming closer to her face. She knew what was expected of her next.

Christine kissed the cock once or twice before licking it in the middle. It twitched, grew another inch, and fell against her lips. She put one hand around it and opened her mouth. Then she was sucking the longest, hardest, thickest cock she'd ever seen. Chad began to rock back and forth just a little, fucking Christine's mouth without forcing her to change her approach. Christine put her free hand around him and pulled him closer by clutching at his tight ass.

She was much more stimulated than she expected to be, but no more secure in her knowledge that this big cock might soon be entering her someplace other than her mouth. That's when Chad asked her to lay down and Christine took a long, deep breath.

Chad climbed onto the bed and placed his cock in Christine's cleavage. She automatically pushed her tits together and let him slide his cock up and down the valley with long strokes. The tip of the cock nearly touched her chin each time he moved forward. Then he took over the chore of massaging her tits. Christine was pleasantly surprised at his skill in keeping her on a path towards a climax.

She would have rather been many places besides in that bed with him and half a dozen other men watching, but there was no choice. Her opinion only changed a little when Chad started drifting down her body and softly pushed her legs apart with his fingers. When his head began to dip towards her pussy, Christine settled firmly onto the pillow and waited. It didn't take long for his tongue to work its way around her pussy and directly onto her cunt.

Chad put his arms under her legs and Christine felt his tongue slide inside her body. She moaned audibly, unable to prevent it. When nobody said anything, she felt relieved. Then the tongue was fucking her like a small cock and Christine's hips rose and fell out of habit alone. He was masterful at searching out the most sensitive spots in her cunt, resulting in more and more groans from Christine.

With the cameras centered on Chad's mouth and Christine's face, the scene took on a more natural tone. Christine still didn't want to be there, but her body betrayed her for the second time in the last hour and she squirmed on the bed under the influence of Chad's tongue.

When Chad finally lifted his head, Christine heard him say, "I've watched you at the pool, babe. I've wanted you every time I saw you. Now we're here and I'm going to have you."

Christine's look of half fear, half desire was exactly what the director wanted. She didn't have to say a word.

"Now turn over," Chad commanded.

Christine rolled onto her stomach with the help of Chad's strong hands. Her ass got the full attention of Chad, the cameras, and every man on the set. It was perfectly rounded with full cheeks that begged to be squeezed. Chad was quick to give in.

His hands consumed the entire area and Christine felt her pussy respond. When his fingers slid between her legs she lifted her hips for him. Then she felt his heavy cock sliding up and down the middle of her crack like a tree trunk. For an instant, the dreadful thought of him actually trying to fuck her ass shot through her mind. She said a quick prayer.

But this was going to be a fairly routine scene and Chad was only interested in getting her cunt as wet as possible, which had occurred long ago when his tongue first hit her clit. Chad lifted Christine by the waist and she pushed herself up by the hands. He skimmed his cock across her pussy and clit with continuous strokes while reaching under her and gripping both tits.

Now she was more than ready for him. Her pussy ached and was drenched from their foreplay. Her erect nipples craved his touches. She just waited for his orders.

"You want it so bad," Chad said. "I can feel how wet you are. Your husband can never give you what I can, so get on your back and let Chad show you what a real man feels like."

Christine was on her back immediately, looking up at the large man and his seemingly impossible erection. Chad took hold of her ankles and gently dragged her to the edge of the bed. Then he stood over her, between her legs. He let his cock come to rest on her lower stomach. The swollen head glowed a bright purplish pink as it glided across her body. Veins tried to burst along the entire shaft. And Christine thought she was ready.

Nothing in her past could prepare her for the feeling of that dildo-like cock being placed at the entrance to her cunt and the head spreading the hole to a previously unknown width. Christine clutched at the sheets with both hands and cried out in shock as Chad held her by the ass and thrust the remainder of the cock inside her. It took two or three more thrusts for her to think clearly once again.

She never knew sex could feel this way and was only just beginning to realize it felt pretty good, after her pussy recovered. Chad's cock filled her completely, stimulating places Christine didn't know could be stimulated. She gasped as he increased the speed, totally lost in the act and forgetting her surroundings.

The next few minutes were a blur of Chad fucking and groping her until she knew she was going to cum. Soon, it made no difference whether she was supposed to or not, it was going to happen.

Chad recognized it and played with her tits until Christine squealed, "Oh God. Yes! Yes!"

"That's it, babe. Nobody can resist Chad. Let me hear you cum."

Christine had no intention of resisting him at that point. She let him lift her ass off the bed, pound his huge cock into her cunt, and knead her tits until she couldn't hold back any longer.

"Fuck me! Harder!"

Christine had no idea where the words came from. Her mind was so immersed in the sex that she just shouted out what her body was feeling.

The already unstable bed creaked with the intensity of Chad's thrusts. His balls slapped against Christine's ass and she cried out in delight.

"Now! Of my God. Now. I'm cumming!"

Christine twisted back and forth as her orgasm exploded, continued for many seconds, and then restarted when Chad ran his finger over her clit. She lost track of how many times she came. In the end, her hair was tousled across the pillow and her face glowed beet red from the effort of cumming.

Then it was Chad's turn.

He pulled out and leaned over Christine's naked body, which shimmered with perspiration. She watched him masturbate for nearly thirty seconds before announcing his pending orgasm with long, deep groans.

If she expected a pool of cum to accumulate on her stomach, Christine was soon proven very wrong. The first, and most powerful blast, flew up to her face and stretched down to her tits. Each successive shot was slightly weaker, but Christine eventually was covered from the nose to her clit with long, white streaks of cum.

When she heard the director's order to 'Cut', Christine wasn't sure if she was more relieved or disappointed.

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Laying on the bed in her hotel room that night, Christine thought back to each event during the evening. She never wanted to go through what she did again, the way it happened that time. She felt used and abused.

But she smiled at the knowledge that she had left her e-mail address with Adam for the next time he needed an 'extra'...under her terms.