2 comments/ 28652 views/ 4 favorites Tortured Aristocrat Ch. 01 By: Horati0Baccus Simone was a young woman of privilege and beauty who had no qualms about taking every advantage those distinctions provided her. Her pale aristocratic features were framed in well styled black locks that when loose fell to the middle of her back. Simone had the body of a dancer thin and firm with just enough curves to make clear her gender. It was her last party of the summer before she began college and the lithe 18 year old was at a big trip hop rave twisting and writhing on the dance floor. To her usual glee, Simone was the main spectacle at the party. Her white fish nets glowed under the black lights drawing eyes to her long exquisite legs like beacons. The purple accents in her plaid skirt had used a UV dye as well as the purple angel wings airbrushed on the back of the baby-t. Her face was accented in glitter and glowing lipstick and her body was glistening in sweat from the E she had taken. She spun and jumped; her pig tails twirling around her as her years of classical training enabled her to put the other ravers to shame. Her graceful ballet and her decidedly alluring attire had lead to more then half the dance floor's occupants watching her instead of dancing. In her drug hazed state the air moving around and eyes on her were heaven. Not everyone watching the young aristocrat were filled with admiration. Horatio, Antoni, and Silvio watched her with malicious predatory eyes and intents as hellish as their prey was heavenly in appearance. No matter what the form suggested they knew Simone to be one sick fucked up little bitch. Horatio had befriended Simone's room mate online and had planned to meet up with her when she got out of school for the summer. When they met Delia got through one cup of coffee before she confessed that her room mate had spent their last year at prep school together tormenting and degrading Delia to the point that she was on the verge of a breakdown. Simone had spent the last week of school putting her freshly legal roommate through every sexual degradation she could conceive. Delia was so confused and violated by the bizarre effect the depraved elitist's attentions had had on her that Horatio had spent their planned get away listening to her recount the horrors she had endured. Horatio was not a creature prone to noble acts of chivalry. Horatio had spent the months of online courtship getting the young beauty excited about letting an older man educate her during her first summer as an adult. Horatio, having just turned 36, was looking forward to being able to legally fuck a girl half his age. He planned on leading her through a maze of submission and depravity that would have forever shaped her into a total fiend for degrading sex. Simone had ruined a prize he had sought for himself and for that she would pay. Outside Simone was smoking pot with a group of working class community college girls, trying to decide which she was going to take back to her hotel room and abuse for the night. Li the pretty young Asian girl currently had the most draw. Sweet and very intoxicated Li, was decidedly straight but was so high she could be lured into a compromising situation and as she had learned with poor little Delia, one compromising situation could lead to a very stimulating affair. She and Li slipped off to the side of the building and Simone pulled a vial of Ecstasy from her bra. She put the spoon up to her prey's nose and just as the pretty little thing pulled the stinging bitter powder into her nose Simone heard loud engine noise behind her. Li ran as the back of the van burst open and three men in tactical masks and vests grabbed the screaming snob and yanked her inside the vehicle. "Let me go! Fucking Bastards!" They pulled her in and drove off with all the efficiency of a special forces team. She looked around her hand still around the half empty vile of E. They looked like cops. She was holding half a gram of pure MDMA. She was high and rolling and dressed in her most tawdry outfit. Her mind was putting the scene together in the worst way. "Look Officers there is a mistake. " A gloved hand reached over and snatched the vile from her. he pulled off his mask and she saw he had tanned olive skin and an odd mustache that was separated in the middle by an inch of shaved skin. He flicked his tongue at the tip of the spoon and Simone's first thought was 'damn that thing moved quick'. As she saw his face and his odd facial hair she began to think he looked less like a cop and more like some weird pirate. "Girl has good taste in drugs. That MDMA is at least 95% pure." "100%!" Simone only paid for the best. "That really doesn't help your situation." Silvio grabbed her purse and she allowed it. "I am Simone Besaire. My father works at the French Consulate and as his daughter I have embassy protection. You must take me to the embassy and report my misconduct to the authorities there and turn me over to French custody." Simone had been in enough small scrapes during her father's tenure to know procedure. Her father would rail about propriety and dignity for a few hours she would cry and say it was a matter for her to discuss with her therapist (whose silence she had long insured) and it would be left at that. Silvio handed her wallet over to Horatio who looked at her then the ID and smiled. "You're Eighteen?" "Yes?" She didn't like the look on his face. "Then you are now just another foreign national here on a student visa. Embassy protection's are extended to minor children of Consulate staff; not euro trash party girls." Her face sank. You could have held what Horatio knew about diplomatic law in the drug spoon on the vial lid but he had a confidence and a capacity for improvisation that in her drug addled state substituted for a command of the facts. Tears began to roll from her eyes. "I am sure daddy will get you out after a few hours in the tank with the other junkies and whores, get through in-processing, get your phone call then out processing. The girls in lock up will only have you at their disposal for about 16 hours." Simone crouched in the corner sobbing, her make up streaking down her pretty face. She preferred women but only when she was in control the idea of dirty common whores making her serve their needs was too much for her to handle. "Please just let me go. Don't take me to jail." "What kind of lesson would you learn from that?" He said smirking cruelly to keep her talking. "You've scared me straight I promise, no more drugs, no more raves." Simone was getting the sobs under control but fresh tears still rolled uncontrolled from her eyes. "I can't be arrested." "Maybe we can skip booking and get straight to your community service then." Simone looked hopeful for a moment her chemically altered mind not finding the inference nor associating it with the odd looks Horatio was giving Silvio. Then Horatio unhooked his gun belt and handed it to Silvio. Simone looked oddly at this not understanding right away. "Let's see what you got under that skirt." "You disgusting pig." She spat furiously, Simone had never fucked a man and that was the continued plan. She wasn't about to let some sweaty cop and his friends between her legs over a minor drug possession. Her mouth opened to explain her refusal and the consequences of pushing her (she would definitely be suing their department) when her left cheek erupted in fire and a loud slap echoed through the back of the van. She had not seen the hand move but knew this man glaring at her with the burning violent eyes had just slapped her. "You aren't in the decision making stage of things. This is going in one direction you can go along with it and have fun like the dirty bitch you are or you can fight it and get really hurt; I honestly don't care which." Anger, fear, and intoxication warred across her mind like tribal lords seeking to rule the land. She was to be raped, gang raped, by these three men and she was going to have to play willing party to it not to get hurt. Simone was horrified not only by her situation but the electric charge of arousal spreading up her spine and through her body. Simone had always been in control of her sexual encounters the very few with men had all been about making them degrade themselves for her amusement then letting them jerk off while she stripped for them. The control and their desire turned her on but the idea of a penis entering her body just seemed degrading and submissive and she wanted none of it. With girls she had always had total control getting them to do things that they would have reacted to with disgust if they had heard of another girl doing them. She had only twice pleasured another girl, more commonly using them to fulfill her desires then watching them rub themselves off after whatever degrading acts they had preformed for her. She had had to hold Delia down and spank her pussy to get her to masturbate. The little bitch had expected Simone to service her as she had done. The little slut had to be shown that there were girls, like her, that ate pussy and ass for the pleasure of girls like Simone; and the roles did not change just because she got horny and curious. In short she had never been penetrated by anything bigger then a girl's tongue and her own finger up to maybe the second knuckle. "Lift that skirt or we get what we want then take you to jail for banging John's for Ecstasy." Simone dropped her hands to her side and raised her ass off the van floor to raise the few inches of fabric from her pink silk g-string. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried not to imagine the bastards taking her virgin body then still casting her down with the whores and beggars. After years of absolute control she felt utterly powerless to stop them from doing anything "Get on your hands and knees." Simone felt an involuntary twinge in her clit and realized it was one of her own favorite commands. She obeyed slowly knowing better then to allow her skirt to drop while she changed positions. She felt the same excitement she had felt while tormenting men and realized that this was always part of the thrill; the idea that she could push them too far and be trapped there with them and the desire she had unleashed. Was this what she had secretly wanted all along; someone who wouldn't play her game and would make her play his? No she was high borne and proud and not to be treated like a common whore; it was the place of others to sate her desires not vice versa. Even as she tried to convince herself of her world view she could feel a hand tracing the seams of her underwear where it covered her traitorously swollen labia. She was going to be taken and as horrifying as rape was to her; the idea that she might not be able to avoid an orgasm was worse. It was demeaning, degrading, and ignoble; it was all the things that it was her place to do to others not be subjected to herself. Simone suppressed a scream as the man behind her plunged his finger under the fabric stabbing between her lips. Soon the finger had pushed into her harder deeper and thicker then anything else that had ever entered her. "Dirty little bitch must be a dyke; still has her cherry." Silvio laughed in response to this as Horatio slid the finger in and and out not even showing her the sort of preparatory kindnesses he would give his most degraded sub and Simone was an absolute virgin. A life of access to subordinates and servants had kept her from more intense masturbation that might have prepared her for what was to come. If she had needed release there had always been a willing (if not always wanting) tongue to sate herself upon. "Are you a dyke bitch?" She didn't answer, "you're gonna be a dyke full of dick if you are." Silvio laughed again as Horatio continued moving his middle finger in a rough and fast rhythm of shallow stabs. Simone gasped at the attentions of his finger as her body became wet at this cruel abuse. Horatio brought the damp finger out and pulled aside the thin ribbon of silk running between the cleft of her ass. Knowing what was about to occur Simone prayed silently that her captors were less cruel to her then she had been with her play things. Horatio pressed the damp finger to the tight bud of her anus and pressed hard into the muscles as they dilated and began swallowing his finger. "No... please.. it hurts." Simone moaned and tried to remember how much words like that egged her on and was suddenly treated to a second finger being shoved roughly into her ass. "NOOOOOO!" Simone was beyond her depth; the pain was bearable but the growing heat and excitement were more then she could endure. The cruel reversal of her becoming one of the degraded sluts from whom she had always taken her pleasures was tearing at her pampered mind. His thumb reached down and rubbed her excited clit while his fingers pumped and stretched her tight ass. "Ha she's no dyke, she's getting wet and her clit is like a bullet." Moving his hand faster slamming the fingers deep in her tight sore ass Simone became unable to control the moans growing inside her. "She is just a closet slut and we're about to open the door. Reach back and pull your ass apart." "Please don't do this." She pleaded one last time even as she pulled the soft globes of her ass apart giving him full and easy access to her tightest hole as she had made others do for her before some large impaling devise had been forced inside them. She felt warm spit fall on her ass crack once, then twice. Simone hitched a deep breath hearing the zip behind her. His hands took her hips and then something roughly the size of a tangerine was being pressed to her anus. 'It'll never get in, nothing that thick could' was her first thought then she remembered marveling at the exquisite sight of her hand completely vanished in dear Delia's asshole and cried shamelessly as she felt those muscles begin to dilate and admit the violating organ. Her body stretched and she screamed as he slowly sank the shaft into her. She couldn't imagine anything worse then the pain except the dampness spreading through her pussy as he bottomed out inside her and his balls fell heavy against her labia. He pulled the organ back nearly all the way out then forced it in much more quickly. Reflexively Simone reached out to grab the floor as she slid forward. Horatio's hands leapt from her hips and began slapping her ass furiously. "Oww oh god please stop!" "Did I tell you to let go of your dirty little ass, bitch?" Horatio continued to slap even as her hands reached back to grab her cheeks again. His blows stung her hands which jerked away and her sobbing panicked body flexed around his cock as he felt the skin of her ass heat up with stinging pain. "Open your ass cheeks bitch or I'll make sure you can't sit in your pretty little sports car." She reached back ignoring the blows falling on her hands and ass as she pulled her ass apart again. The assault stopped, "There, now was that so hard?" Simone panted and sobbed as he resumed tortuously raping her asshole. Long deliberate strokes spread Simone open deep within her bowels then long retractions allowed her body to seize up before he penetrated her again. Her mind tried to go somewhere else but she could only imagine, Delia, Sara, Malcolm, Yvette, or Vince. She could see them, her pets, her playthings, writhing with her fingers, cucumbers, her hand, or champagne bottles shoved in their assholes writhing pleading with her to show them mercy. She never did and now she could feel both his delight in her body's utter submission to him and her own shame. She could feel his gratification through the memories of her own and it drove her terror and shame based arousal. She could remember teasing all her playthings about their erections and sopping wet cunts and now she could hear the wet slap as her rapist's balls crashed into her dripping labia every time he slammed his cruel cock into her. The pain was nothing compared to the realization she was as weak and submissive as any of her pets. She could hear her attacker growling over her and feel the primal lust driving and without thought she began to drive back to meet his thrusts. Simone tried not to think anymore; not about her pets, the pain, the humiliation, the potential arrest, the other man watching her, or the man driving. Her mind focused like a laser on the man behind her and his need and her burning growing desire to please him, to be degraded for his pleasure as so many had allowed her to do to them. Simone realized that it would be over soon and she would be used for these men's desire and she could do nothing but abandon her body to their cruel whims and its own need to be used. As though taking pleasure by her combined wealth, station, beauty and charisma at the suffering of others had created a debt in her flesh that it now relished this vicious payment. Let it be done, she thought, let me pay this awful price enjoying it as it seems I must and return to my life. Horatio raised a hand from her hips and grabbed her hair pulling her into a vicious hard thrust. He bucked harder and with her head raised Simone's moaning cries became unmistakable. "Take it you dirty fucking bitch! We can hear how much you like it so take it!" He had robbed her of her last modicum of control with her head raised and her hands on her ass she couldn't push back; her body was now moving back as he pulled with his hands on her hip and in her hair. With relish he took his new little slut to school guiding her body until finally with a roar of triumph he pumped his heavy balls empty into her anal cavity. He released Simone's hair letting her head fall to the van's floor. "Don't let go off your ass bitch or we are going to start this over and I am going to fuck you so hard you'll be spitting sperm when I come." Simone consented by way of a sobbing moan. The sudden relief and absence left her confused and trembling then she felt something much smaller then a dick and too smooth to be a finger being fed into her asshole. She felt him looming over her, "Open bitch." Turning her head towards his voice. Simone expected to find herself confronted with his cock instead she was offered a clear plastic tube which she took into her mouth. She knew where the tube led to and was unshocked when her captor mockingly said, " chug-a-lug, you filthy whore." She sucked deeply at first only pulling air then hearing the obscene slurping noise, feeling the slimy salty discharge, and tasting the bitter earthy flavor of her own ass. "Make sure you get it good and clean in there bitch. None of my guys want to shove there dicks in a cum drenched hole." She could feel him moving the tube back and forth in her anus as she sucked up the cum and dared not think what else. Swallowing everything without thought finally Simone heard all the fluid noise stop and then felt them pull out the tube. Horatio jerked her head off the floor of the van by her and hair and this time she was face faced with the flaccid filth and semen streaked member. Simone pulled him into her mouth before he finished the words "Clean it." She sucked and licked the nasty cock until it was half erect and then he pulled it back and inspected it. "Seems clean enough to pop your cherry with." "Please don't, please let me go." Simone moaned hopelessly, knowing her punishment wouldn't end so easily. Horatio laughed and sneered down at her. "Come on bitch, you can beg better then that. Beg for mercy, it turns me on to hear stuck up little bitches beg me. Oh and you can let go of your ass; I'm done with it for now." Simone released her her cheeks feeling her gaping aching ass slowly close. Horatio closed his fly and Simone watched him trying to find the words to beg with. She knew she could expect no mercy so it was nothing but a play for her to degrade herself even more. Simone could feel the tears roll down her face as her sins haunted her once more. It had never been enough for her that she degrade her pets, they had to degrade themselves as well. Now so did she. Tortured Aristocrat Ch. 01 "Please don't hurt me anymore. Don't take my virginity." She sobbed but he laughed harder. "Virginity? You may have a hymen but I'll bet you don't have a virginal thought in your head so don't call yourself a virgin, slut. You don't want me and my friends to stick our dicks in that tight pussy you'd better beg right. Beg me not to pop your slutty little cherry, then tell me what you'll do for my friends and I to keep us distracted from that sweet little cunt." His snarling words stung her like nothing else he had done to her. It was true. Despite her lack of penetration it had been some time since she considered herself a virgin. "Pl- Plea- Please d-don't p-p-po-pop m-m-my slutty cherry. I'll suck your dicks, I'll let you fuck my ass until I can't stand." Simone didn't even know what she was saying she just let her mind wonder over her most depraved fantasies and reversed her assumed position. "Fuck my ass and make me suck your dicks clean and hard again. Come in my ass and my mouth, I'll drink every drop just leave me my hymen. And when my mouth can't get those cocks hard anymore you can take turns fist fucking my tight ass until it won't close and I'll make myself cum while you do it to prove that I am every bit the degraded slut you say I am, but please leave me my hymen. Just leave me that and I'll... I'll do anything else you want." Simone felt that fire of shameful excitement explode in her as she gave her attackers full licence to use her, hurt her, and humiliate her even knowing they would not spare her hymen. She had absolved them with her words but she felt as if she was the one that was suddenly free; free to enjoy the indignities that pride would never allow her to suffer willingly. "We shall fucking see. You disobey once and all bets are off. " As if on cue the van stopped. "I'll call in every thug and wino in 10 blocks to work a train on your tight cunt if you so much as hesitate to follow our every command." "We're here." Antoni called from the drivers seat. Horatio yanked her to her feet by one of her pig tails, as Silvio threw open the doors. Simone stumbled out onto a filthy loading dock and a black fear that she may never leave this place. What if these cops just used her and executed her? They had to worry that she might report them and she didn't see how she could convince them she wouldn't. As Simone was led she pushed the thought aside. It was far too hopeful; with what this night promised death would be a mercy and she expected none. Antoni pushed open the doors of the warehouse and light poured out. In the middle of the empty floor space was a black gymnastic mat, a set of heavy lamps and a camera. Horatio pushed her in the direction of the set and then whipped at her ass with the tube. Simone walked over her breath hitching in sobs but tears no longer fell. She had already cried herself dry. Simone walked over to the mat kicking off her fuck me pumps and getting on her knees on the soft foam mat facing the camera. Horatio smiled, she was already accepting what she must do without question. This was good it would make things easier. They stripped off their gun belts and clothes until they all stood on the other side of the camera, naked, while Horatio cued the recording. "Say hello to the camera Simone." Horatio mocked her as he moved around to stand with his cohorts. They all stood there watching her hands casually stroking their aroused organs. "Hello," Simone moaned trying to sound sexy but failing to keep the fear out of her voice. She wanted them to be happy with her so that if they took her virginity she cold at least tell herself that she did everything to maintain it. "Why are you here to Simone?" Antoni asked as he walked forward heading towards her and the set. "To be your dirty slut." She answered as quickly as she could trying to anticipate the correct response. "What's this dirty slut going to do?" Antoni asked he was stroking his dick right in her face. She could see the first glistening drops of pre-cum emerging from the tip and flicked her tongue at it. "Get fucked in her ass and her mouth and drink lots of cum." Simone tried to keep the hitches of fear out of her voice but even as aroused as she was, she still sounded on the verge of tears. Her mind couldn't regulate to the situation no matter what. She was always the violator and now she was going to be raped by multiple men who seemed to be every bit as depraved as she had ever been. Still a part of her seemed to need this. She felt the same anxious tension she had always experienced before abusing one of her own play things and it was her body that was about to be used. "You waiting for an invitation then?" Antoni growled and Simone leaned forward sliding her lips over the head and then sucking hard. Her tongue flicked over the tip tasting the salty fluid slipping out of the tiny hole. His hands gripped her hair and pulled her further on to his dick. Simone dropped her hands to the floor and let him guide her head. The cruel man was effectively jerking himself off with her mouth. He pulled her down so hard with such force that his dick pushed into her throat causing her to choke and gag on the invading prick. He pulled her back and she coughed hard, thick ropes of saliva stretched from her mouth to his cock and broke to fall against her neck and the tops of her breasts. "Pull off your shirt bitch." Simone composed herself and pulled off the top revealing her naked breasts. Proportional to her small young body she had never revealed them during her abuse of her former lovers, as their size made her feel childlike. Antoni rubbed the moistened head in slow circles first on one taunt nipple then the other before directing the cruel organ back to her mouth. Simone parted her lips and he grabbed her pigtails at the base and resumed pumping her face up and down on his cock. His pumping became more insistent and he ignored her frequent gagging as jammed it down her throat in quick cruel stabs. "Oh yeah open wide you little whore. " The man hissed as his shaft began to twitch in her mouth. He began to pull out but she felt the first searing blast of sperm shoot on to her tongue. The second blast she saw emerge as a milk white stream that landed across her open lips and tongue. As he stroked himself and pleasure seized his body the remainder of his orgasmic discharge was spread over her face and breasts. Silvio was now walking around behind her and Antoni had walked around to take the camera off its tripod. Simone felt hot spit land on her anus twice then with a rough push several inches of fat cock was stretching her asshole beyond what it had already endured. Simone could tell that this man was thicker then her first rapist and much less concerned about the sort of damage she might suffer. "You like that huh? Fucking take it then." He slammed the rest of his length into her and she was glad to find that he was shorter then the other two. Simone sobbed as he viciously sodomized her, but her tears were just a mask to put on her own traitorous flesh. Her sobs let her buck back into the thrusts without showing how bad she was trying to come. The need was too great and the pain and degradation weren't holding it back; they were driving it. Simone squeezed the deep muscles with each sobbing thrust but could not gain her release. It seemed to go on forever but not long enough for Simone. As she still fought to come her third attacker pulled his dick out and brought it around to her face. She barely had him in her mouth before her rewarded her with a thick and copious load of cum that spilled out of her mouth and down her chin. Now her sobs came for real. Unsatisfied, sore, and utterly degraded Simone was sure Horatio was about to take her cherry for some half imagined offense or maybe just because. She didn't care; at least she would come. She looked across the room and Horatio was walking towards the door. "Wh- Where are you going?" Simone wanted him to come finish this so she could be pleased and then relive the horror on the other end with her pets. He didn't turn he proceeded to the door. Simone watched as he opened the door and let in another player to this bizarre game. The figure was shorter then him and slimmer by far wearing a long grey rain coat that covered a black hoody. The hood pulled up concealed the new comer's face as they walked towards the set. They pulled off the coat revealing sleek muscled sexy feminine legs that met at a leather harness suspending a 12" black rubber dildo. Simone looked at the cruel device felt terror and desire spreading through her aching flesh. "Get your ass in the air bitch. It's time to see just how much a virgin can bleed." Panic froze Simone's heart. The voice was deadly cold but was one she would always know and the words she could never forget. She had said those words to dear Delia right before she had used her hand to take her virginity. With her hoody pulled off Simone could see Delia; her face full of hateful lust, her breasts heaving with each breath of her approach. "Delia what the hell is this?" Her indignation was too much to restrain. Her own fucking pet, the sad little submissive school girl had gotten some idea above her station and had enlisted help in getting some kind of twisted revenge. "Are these your little boyfriends you dirty fucking slut? Don't think I am going to let you get away with this. The dykes in prison will make you do things that'll make what we shared a pleasant fucking memory." "If that's how you feel about it," Delia shrugged and Simone gasped as she was grabbed from behind and lifted off the floor by Silvio and Antoni. Horatio came over carrying a small bench. The bench was placed on the set and Simone was laid on the bench. The two men held her down while Horatio zip tied her hands to the bench legs. Simone kicked and screamed as they did this. "NO! She can't! I won't allow it!" The men just laughed as they held her legs down and apart. She could only hear Delia breathing. "Please not like this." As Simone's indignant screams faded to helpless pleas she could feel the huge rubber prick being rubbed over her labia and knew that she was as primed and ready as she could be. Delia her most degraded pet ever was about to take her virginity and Simone was ready to come, needed to come. She sobbed unable to cope with it. She felt the wet implement slide easily into her stretched ass and gasped as it begin parting muscles that had not been wrenched apart earlier. "You prefer it like this don't you?" Delia hissed as Simone felt the leather harness press against her ass cheeks. The once submissive girl dug her nails into her tormentors hips and peeled back deep trenches of skin. "Don't you bitch?" "NO, please stop!" Simone wasn't ready to admit she wanted anything done to her by this girl but as Delia began to grind slowly against her the depraved aristocrat couldn't help trying to move herself into a more pleasing posture. "Shut up slut, you don't get to make requests." Simone sobbed a deep moan. Hearing Delia echo her own demeaning retorts from their school days made her feel even more helpless and horny. Had her whole experience abusing her lovers been away of expressing her own need to be sexually degraded. "Tell me how much you love getting ass fucked and then maybe I won't ram this thing in your cunt." Simone sobbed harder. She couldn't stand to confess something so sick to a girl she had done some of the most graphically vile things she could imagine to, but if she said nothing or protested that would be inviting her to fuck her, which truthfully she wanted but again could not handle making a conscious effort to encourage it. She wanted to continue begging Delia to stop but she knew Delia had taken her lessons from the best and that begging without being asked would only result in further abuse and possibly sex so rough that she would not come from it. "Delia, I..." The rubber cock was drawn slowly back and Simone fell into sobs through which she could manage no words. The result of this was the dildo being slammed hard into her bowels. Several long hard thrusts later and Delia finally pulled it out and walked around toward her former roommates face. Holding the streaked phallus to her mouth was a clear sign to Simone as to how much her former victim intended to degrade her. "Get it nice and clean you little euro-bitch; don't want you getting staph infection your first time." Simone tried to turn her head but there was no where for her to go as the thick shaft of rubber was pushed between her teeth and into her throat. Gagging and crying she was forced to clean the massive thing. "You know when we were first got assigned together I thought we were going to be friends." Delia talked as she slid the fake cock in and out of her ex roommate's mouth; the pressure of each thrust triggering a small burst of vibration from the massaging nub inside the harness. Horatio had constructed the harness himself to maximize her pleasure. "We both liked pot and cool electronic music and secretly I was curious. I mean prefer guys, but you never know unless you try. She pulled the rubber dick all the way out and wrenched Simone's head around so she could see her puffy tear streaked face. Even tear streaked and terrified she was beautiful enough to make Delia doubt what she was about to do. She knelt and stroked her face and smiled softly. Then stood up again. "Cut her loose." The men flicked out blades and walked over to her, "Now you get a chance to not have this," indicating the pole jutting out from her waist, "shoved in your pussy. Just crawl over here and remove the harness and make me cum with your tongue. Simone breathed deep as she was deposited on the floor and the men brought the bench over next to Delia and deposited it next to her. Delia put her left foot on the bench which spread her legs apart. Simone slowly crawled toward the other girl. Her arousal so acute that she could barely move. "Makes you feel hot all over. I remember when you had me get you off in front of Professor Davis, his eyes on us both. I felt like such a piece of shit but I remember feeling more turned on then I ever had. I hated myself for enjoying it when you let him take his turn with me." Delia cupped Simone's face as she got close enough. "It's nice from this angle too though. I see why you like it so much." Simone began unsnapping the straps her fingers working quickly to do as she had been told. When she pulled it away she saw Delia's shaved wet cunt and leaned in towards it. Slowly at first she teased and flicked her tongue between the soft folds of flesh she had punished so many times before. Delia reached down and pulled her face hard into her crotch. Grinding against it as she moaned. Already deeply turned on by having fucked Simone's ass and mouth with Horatio's ingenious device it was almost disappointing how soon Delia felt herself clench and gushing over her tormentors face. It was deep and powerful and even Simone was turned on by the sheer intensity of Delia's response. She forced her face hard against the throbbing pussy pushing her tongue deep and sucking at her clit as multiple waves of pleasure wracked her partners young body. Finally Trembling Delia stepped back tears of pleasure and satisfaction rolling down her cheeks. "Very good, but you know we're not done yet don't you?" Simone nodded as Horatio lay down on the mat. His erection stood up from his hips almost pulsing with need from the show he had just gotten. Delia knelt over the throbbing prick and slowly guided it into her wet channel. "Get your tongue up my ass and keep it there while I fuck my man. You guys can do what you want to her asshole while she's doing this but leave that cunt alone. It's mine; if she does well I won't bleed her tonight." Simone crawled more once to the girl she had once so completely degraded and shoved her tongue into the tight bitter hole she had once fisted. Soon the ordeal was in full swing. Simone wiggling her tongue inside the filthy hole of Delia while she rode on Horatio's dick. Antonio had moved behind her and was forcing her asshole open once more with his dick. Any time Simone's tongue came out of Delia's ass (which happened often due to all the moving) her hand would reach back and slap the french bitch and call her a whore or a slut. Antonio was brutally pumping into her ass making it all the more difficult for her to do as she needed to please her chief tormentor. Soon Horatio's hips bucked hard into Delia's pelvis signaling his climax. "Stop bitch." Delia reached back and slapped the top of Simone's head. Simone her tongue back as Delia raised up and let the cum drip out of her and spill on to Horatio's dick. As Antonio watched this the sight and the feel of the tender ass wrapped around his cock became too much. Simone felt him pull out and felt several splashes of warm seed land on her back. "Clean him up and get him hard again who filthy ass licking piece of meat." Simone inched forward and took Horatio's licked the cum off his balls then off the base of his prick before sliding the softening shaft between her lips again. While she did this she felt Delia straddling her shoulder then she felt the tip of the dildo pressed to her raw anus and shoved in rough. She tensed gagged slightly as this happened and Horatio grabbed the back of her hair and held her tightly. Suddenly and without warning her mouth was full of hot salty fluid. She gagged as it stung her nose and burned her throat. She couldn't swallow fast enough and it rushed into her sinuses. Horatio laughed and just held her meanwhile Delia twisted the dildo in her ass. When her sinuses was clear and the urge to vomit finally passed she began sucking the cocking harder trying to get him hard again. Delia roughly yanked out the dildo and Silvio took it's place causing her to moan harder from the renewed pain. As she fucked again by the thick cock Delia began alternately spanking both of her ass cheeks. By the time Silvio added his cum to her back Horatio had been hard but had been holding her head down and not letting her come up to prove it. As his friend stood and walked around to stand with Antonio and now Delia he let her go finally. Simone lifted her head up and looked towards Delia not daring to meet her eyes. "Is he hard enough?" She whispered. "Sit your ass down on his prick and tell me." Simone sighed and stood up. As she began to straddle him Delia yanked one of her pigtails up and hauled her away. "Bitch you don't get to look at my boyfriend when he fucks you!" Simone sobbed loudly and turned around lowering her sore and gaping anus to find the bulbous head of the prick beneath her. Suddenly Delia grabbed her shoulder and pushed down hard forcing her to slam the full length up the aching passage in one thrust. Her wail was loud. She was made to fuck Horatio for what felt like forever while Silvio and Antonio took turns having her clean off their pricks. Finally Horatio came and Delia grabbed her face. "Simone I've made you come enough to know when you're on the verge and we've been winding you up all night; so if you want to cum all you have to do is ask if you can get yourself off and I'll let you." "Ca- Can I get myself off please Delia?" Simone half sobbed half shudder with need. "Only if you can do it before his Prick gets too soft to stay in your ass. Simone leaned back and started rubbing her clit hard in fast circles. She could already feel the tightness returning to her bowels and the firmness leaving his prick. It didn't take too long but such was the initial constriction of her muscles that right as she went over the edge she felt him slide out. She feel forward her hand clutched between her bucking thighs writhing cumming hard and repeatedly against her own hand. "Did she came first babe?" Tortured Aristocrat Ch. 01 "Nope, I popped out right before she did." Simone was still shivering with after shocks as Delia straddled her face she felt the hot stream pour down over her and began sobbing. Soon Antonio and Silvio were emptying onto her face as well. Eyes stinging and tired, body spent, and totally degraded; Simone passed out on the floor of the warehouse. --- Simone awoke sometime later to a cruel twist of the nipple. She screamed in sudden pain and outrage a stream of french cursing coming out of her mouth rapidly before a hand met it. "She'll have to be taught manners this one?" A deep eastern European accent and unfamiliar voice confused the tortured aristocrat. Suddenly the memories and soreness reminded her what had happened and what clearly was still happening. "Yes, but as you already observed she is learning to take direction and is still a virgin. The price she'll earn you is well worth the premium and the hassle." Simone looked toward the man speaker it was the man with the odd mustache. He and his friends were all dressed in black on black suits and Delia was with them wearing a black vinyl dress with steel rings around the waist. A rough hand reached out and grabbed her face and turned her to face a breaded hard faced man in his forties. "Very well." The Slavic speaker said as he looked her over. "For this one 15,000." Simone realized what was happening Horatio nodded and two thick rolls of cash were handed over by the Russian. Simone sobbed as she was led away towards a ship's gangplank in the distance.