****** Busted by Henry G ******
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Busted


A tale from the seamier side of life where the biter gets bit. I use a bit of
London dialect to help set the scene.

henrycom1@hotmail.com


"It'll be a piece of cake, no sweat. There's loads of money there for the
taking."

I was sat in the pub with my mate Jim. He was explaining break-in he wanted to
do on this big house in the posh part of Bromley.

"Look Henry, the house is huge and sat in its own grounds. Whoever owns it is
rolling in money. I've checked it out. A simple low stone wall, no alarm box on
the house. We'll be in and out like cock in a cunt." Jim was enthusiastic over
this job and it was getting infectious.

"OK, I'm game," I conceded. The reality was I needed the cash. I had just
started shagging this cute bird and she wanted to go to Majorca for a couple of
weeks of sun, sand and sex.

"Great, kid. Let's strike tonight. We'll have a few more bevvies and we'll do
it."

Just after midnight we were sat in Jim's car watching the house. No lights were
on so we hopped over the fence. I did a quick circuit of the house and found it
in darkness. On the way I tried the back door - I knew a bloke once who got
caught climbing into a window only to be told that the front door had been left
unlocked. To my amazement the door swung open.

"Fuck me," Jim hissed. "The stupid twats want to be robbed. Well I'm the guy to
oblige."

We slipped into the house down the hall and into the lounge.

"Fucking hell, what a gaff," Jim muttered.

Jim set about rummaging through the desk while I checked out the silver. We had
struck paydirt, whoever owned the house was loaded.

Suddenly the light went on. We looked up in panic to see two large women, one
holding a shotgun.

"Well well, what do we have here, sister dear," one woman said.

"It looks like a pair of thieving toe-rags," the other replied.

When I say these women were large, what I really meant was fat. They were the
fattest women I had ever seen. Both had tits which looked like basketballs. I
guessed they were in there mid-40's. They were fully dressed and I had the
distinct feeling that they had been waiting for us. Unlocked back door? Handy
shotgun? Still dressed? I got the distinct feeling that we had been shafted.

Something else didn't seem right. The parts of the house I had seen were both
clean and tidy. In fact immaculate. The women, on the other hand, were dirty
and scruffy. The women wore baggy, worn skirts and loose patched woollen
sweaters. They both wore dirty tennis shoes. Their hair was lank and unwashed.

"Do you think we should go to the police?" the first woman asked.

Jim looked apoplectic, he had only recently been released from a sentence and
another conviction would see him locked away for some time.

"Do us a favour, please, missus don't report us. We haven't taken anything."

"I think we should give our own punishment, don't you, sister?" the second
woman continued.

From the tone of their voices it was quite clear that they were taking the
piss.

"I know exactly what they deserve," came another voice as a third woman walked
in. She was even larger. She wore a worn floral print dress and a dirty pink
cardigan. She wore thick grey socks and tatty carpet slippers. Her tits were
absolutely huge, certainly on a par with someone like Norma Stitz. It was also
quite obvious that she wore no bra.

"Let me introduce ourselves," the woman continued. "I'm Maisie, the other
ladies are Violet and Gwen. We are sisters, in fact we are triplets. We enjoy
making men serve us and you are going to suffer. Gwen, please lock the back
door. Violet, you can put the gun away, we won't need it. This house is
impregnable so don't try to escape."

Jim immediately tried to leg it. He punched Gwen in the mouth, knocking her to
one side. As he ran past Maisie she swung her arm and punched him in the
bollocks. His feet flew from under him and he fell on his back clutching his
battered wedding-kit, groaning. She kicked him in the stomach for good measure.

"You are an extremely stupid young man," Maisie gloated. "We'll make you suffer
for that."

I'm no fool and decide to behave and hope for a chance to make a break.

Maisie walked up to me. As she did I was assaulted by the worst smell of body
odour I had ever experienced. The smell was so sour as to make my eyes water.

"Are you going to be stupid like your friend or are you going to behave?"

"No problem, missus, I'll behave." I had no desire to have her punch me in the
balls.

"Good. Now strip."

Quicker than you can say "fuck" I was pulling off my kit. Soon I stood there
bollock naked. I'm pretty well endowed and my 'old feller' dangled for the
women to inspect. Maisie grabbed my arse, her fingers curling into my crack ,
her sharp nails jabbing by arse-hole. She was so close that her stink was
almost intolerable.

"I love a good tight butt," she whispered. She then kissed me. Now I mean wide
open mouth, tongue down throat, not a gentle peck. With unbelievable suction
she sucked my tongue into her mouth. Two facts became immediately obvious.
First her breath could kill at ten paces. Second she had no teeth - not one. My
reluctant tongue encountered nothing but naked gums. I wanted to gag.

"He's got a bigger cock than the last one," Violet squeaked. "And he's uncut. I
love licking under a sweaty foreskin."

I didn't like the reference to "the last one". Things were getting nasty.

Jim had to some degree recovered from his encounter with Maisie's fist. And
staggered to his feet and stood watching Maisie fondle me. Maisie noticed this
and shouted.

"Do you want another poke in the balls? Get your kit off - now!"

Jim stripped. Now Jim hasn't got the biggest pecker in the world and the blow
to his balls had made it retreat into his body. As a consequence only about an
inch was visible.

"We're not going to get much of a fuck out of that," Gwen laughed derisively.

"Never mind, dear," Violet soothed, "I'm sure his tongue and mouth will perform
adequately."

"OK girls," Maisie interrupted, "get them upstairs."

With that they pushed us out of the room. We entered a room off the first
landing. The room was empty except for two single bed mattresses on the floor.
At the corner of each mattress were stout metal brackets bolted to the floor.
And attached to these brackets were shackles. Soon we were lying helpless on
our backs, our wrists and legs firmly fastened.

"Now then boys, let me tell you a little about what is going to happen." Maisie
was smiling evilly as she spoke. "My sisters and I had what you might call a
deprived and sheltered upbringing. Our father was a minister in the church and
we weren't allowed to fraternise with boys. We had to stay at home and look
after him. By the time he died we were too old and fat to be attractive to men
so we remained unmarried. Although it's too late for us to get married we still
have needs. So when we get the urge, we get hold of a man or two to serve us.
And guess what? It's your turn."

My heart sank. I had this feeling that this wasn't going to be fun.

"OK, big boy, lets see how good your tongue is." Maisie spoke as she positioned
herself above me, feet either side of me and facing my feet. The stench of her
foul socks hit me. She hitched her skirt up to her waist revealing a huge pair
of white cotton panties stretched over her massive rear. I say they are white
but in reality the panties were no longer white. They were more of a light grey
except the area of the gusset. I could see clear brown skid marks where the
gusset stretched above her anus.

Maisie knelt and bent forward giving me a full view of her crotch. Her crotch
was fat and it stretched the gusset of her panties tight. The material was
stained, not only with the skid marks but with yellow urine stains. A foul
stench hit me. A smell not dissimilar to rotting fishing in an unwashed toilet.
Tufts of dark pubic hair protruded from the legs of her panties. The sight was
both horrific and exciting. Slowly she lowered her crotch to my face, the smell
getting stronger. Finally it pressed against my face. The gusset of her panties
was moist with her fluids and the stench atrocious.

"Lick," came the simple command.

With her plump crotch pressed against my mouth and nose it was more of a case
of suck rather than lick. Still, I tried. My saliva soaked the already wet
gusset and the sour/salty taste filled my mouth.

To my alarm I felt my cock stiffen. I suppose there is a fine line between
disgust and excitement and my body had slipped into the excitement zone.

"He likes it," I heard Violet shout with delight.

"Good," I Maisie replied and she stood up. Quickly she stripped off her panties
and returned to her original position. She held her crotch above my face and
she pulled her cheeks apart so I could get a good view. The most obvious fact
was that her crotch was phenomenally hairy and she had huge inner labia. Her
cunt was loose and hung open. Her labia were purple and engorged with
excitement and drips of fluid fell onto my neck. Through the hair I could see
her anus. All the girls I've known have had cute, tight little arse-holes. This
was in a different world. Her slightly open anus was surrounded with a swollen
and lumpy sphincter. I could see two large haemorrhoids. I could see that it
had taken some serious attention in the past. Maisie clearly wasn't too
fastidious on the personal hygiene side since her anus and the surrounding area
were smeared with shit. Lumps of shit was actually stuck to her pubic hair.

Slowly she sat on my face.

This time my face was enveloped in her hot wet crotch. Her vagina gaped open
and my nose was forced into it as she sat. I managed to gasp air in through my
mouth - my nose was sealed. I felt her stiff clit press against my tongue.

"Lick me."

I complied. She began to grind back and forth against my mouth as I licked,
grunting with each push. Her increased excitement opened the floodgates and my
mouth began to fill with her lubricating fluids.

Slowly her tempo increased as did her moans of pleasure. As her orgasm
approached she pressed down on my face harder. Her spilling fluids formed a
seal between my mouth and her flabby flesh making breathing impossible. I moved
my head and tried to cry out but to no avail - I couldn't breath. More and more
I felt detached from reality, the sounds in the room becoming fainter. Until I
blacked out.

"You've fucking killed him you perverts!" I could hear Jim's frantic shouting.
I realised with some relief that I was still in the world of the living.

"Hey Jim, relax, I'm OK," I managed to croak.

"Thank the fuck for that. I thought you were done for."

"Ah, sleeping beauty is awake." I looked up to see Violet standing beside me.
She was naked. Looking up I couldn't see her face which was concealed by her
massive belly and tits. The lower part of her belly was buried in a thicket of
dark pubic hair. She smelled as bad as her sister.

She knelt no my mattress and took hold of my cock.

"Now then big boy, let's get a little stiffness." She bent down taking my cock
in her mouth. Just like Maisie, Violet had no teeth. Gently she teased me
brining my cock up to maximum stiffness.

"Good, now for fun," she husked.

Reaching between her legs she removed a large shit smeared butt plug from her
anus. which she immediately pushed into my mouth. I gagged as the filthy taste
of her shit filled my mouth.

"Suck it clean you cunt," she commanded.

Crouching over my pelvis she guided my cock into her stretched opening and sat
down firmly. She took a deep intake of breath as my chopper was buried into her
up to the hilt. For my part, the feeling of her bowel walls was bliss. I had
never tried anal sex before and I quietly resolved to try it more often. Maisie
came into the room.

"Violet, remember, don't let him cum."

"No problem sister, I know what I'm doing." Violet smiled.

Slowly she rocked her arse, side to side and in circles, extracting maximum
pleasure. She avoided allowing me to slide in and out, except now and then to
keep me stiff, so that my pleasure was minimised. Her tits were amazing. Huge
and sagging with 3 inch brown nipples. Violet rubbed and tugged at her nipples
making them stiff.

Her face and upper chest became flushed with excitement and her breath more
rapid. When the time was right she thrust a hand between her legs and started
rubbing at her clit. That was enough and she orgasmed loudly and violently.

"Not bad, kid," she grinned at me as she climbed off my rigid and shit smeared
cock. As she stood the air compressed in her rectum escaped at a loud rasping
fart.

Removing the now clean butt plug from my mouth she reinserted it up her arse
and left.

"OK kids, sleep time. We'll get down to real fun tomorrow." Maisie announced as
she switched off the light and left.

"What are we going to do, those bitches are crazy," Jim whispered.

"I'm fucked if I know," I replied. "At the moment we're stuck, we'll just have
to hope something turns up. Let's get some sleep."


DAY 2

In spite of my predicament I easily fell into a sound sleep and was only awaken
by Maisie kicking me in the ribs.

"Come on sleeping beauty, time to play," she growled.

"Can I go to the toilet?" I asked. Both my bladder and guts were ready to
burst. Holding a knife to my throat she unfastened me and pointed at a bucket
in the corner of the room.

"Use that."

And I did. As an added touch of humiliation there was no toilet paper and I had
to put up with a dirty and sticky ass. Once I was back fastened on my mattress
Maisie released Jim so he could use the bucket. When he was finished instead of
being returned to his mattress her was fastened over a padded wooden bench with
his arse in the air.

The door opened and a thin young girl walked in. I guessed she was about 17 and
was the cutest piece of skirt I had seen for months. Pretty with wavy auburn
hair, slim but with good generous tits. She wore jeans and a T shirt.

"This is Jean," Maisie announced. "She is my daughter, the result of my
father's generous and fertile sperm."

"Which one can I have, mum?" the girl asked.

"Either, both, you pick."

"Great, I'm on the rag and it's made me randy as hell."

Quickly she stripped and what a body she had. Slim, firm, wonderful bouncing
tits and thick red pubic hair. I felt my cock twitch.

The girl reached between her legs and pull out a tampon. It was thick with her
bloody fluids. Grabbing and squeezing my balls for encouragement she told me to
open my mouth.

I had no choice and was rewarded by having the tampon dropped in it.

"Suck," she commanded.

Reluctantly I did tasting the rank fluid oozing from it.

Maisie handed Jean a strange double ended dildoe. It looked like a normal
strap-on dildoe except it had a curved second cock on it. Jean walked over to
Jim. She pushed her fingers into her vagina bringing them out thickly coated in
her bloody fluids. She then wiped them on his anus. She repeated this several
times until she was satisfied he was suitably greased up.

Carefully Jean eased the curved cock into her own cunt and strapped the device
around her waist. In effect she had a strap-on with the added bonus of having
her own cunt filled at the same time. The cock on the device was huge and had
been moulded by someone with a warped idea of anatomy. I guessed it was all of
12 inches long and 2 inches across. The bell-end was even bigger and more
bulbous. The shaft of the cock was rippled with huge distended veins making it
look more like tree bark. It was a fearsome piece of equipment.

Jean flicked a switch on the device and smiled as a vibrator began stimulating
her. Finally she put the head of the dildoe against Jim's anus and push firmly.
Jim shouted in pain.

"Fucking hell, are you trying to kill me?"

I winced trying not to imagine how it felt to have a small tree suck up your
arse.

Maisie walked over and slapped him fiercely on the face, cutting his lip and
making his nose bleed.

"Shut up you little turd. Don't be a wuss, a little pain never hurt anyone."

She then signalled for Jean to stop while she fitted a bridle, similar to one
used on a horse, to Jim's mouth. Basically it was a metal bar which was pushed
into his mouth and attached at each end to leather reins. A further strap
attached to mouthpiece prevented him from spitting it out. Maisie gave Jean a
riding crop and told her she could resume.

Jean grinned and began pumping the huge dildoe in and out of Jim's tortured
anus. Initially he cried out with every thrust but after a while quietened down
to a moaning. Every now and then she would tug on the reins pulling his head
back and bruising his mouth and then apply the riding crop to his ass.

To my surprise I could see that his cock had stiffened. Again that fine line
between pain and arousal had been crossed.

I could see that Jean was getting off on the vibration and the humiliation of
Jim. Her face and upper chest were pink from excitement and her pumping was
getting faster, as was her use of the crop.

In spite of, or perhaps because of, this abuse, I saw Jim's cock begin to
twitch and squirt copious jets of white fluid over the bench. Quite
coincidentally Jean began to gasp and squeal and with some particularly fierce
thrusts of the dildoe, came.

As she withdrew the dildoe I could see Jim's tortured anus gaping open. The
sphincter was torn in one place and his blood, mixed with Jean's own menstrual
blood, trickled down his leg.

"Christ I needed that," Jean gasped as she removed the dildoe. The curved part
which had been inside her was heavily smeared with clots of her menstrual
fluid. She reached between her legs and began rubbing vigorously on her clit,
smearing more of her leaking fluid which already coated her crotch and inside
thighs.

"OK mum, help me get this piece of shit onto the mattress." Jim was unfastened
and thrown onto his back onto the mattress.

"Well, my slave, time for some oral," Jean sneered. Facing Jim's feet she
squatted pressing her bloody cunt against Jim's mouth. I could hear muffled
gagging sounds as her bloody fluids poured into his mouth.

"Lick me you cunt or you'll suffer," she snarled. I couldn't see but I guessed
from her smiling that Jim began to comply. I just below her hairy mons I could
see Jim's chin and neck. slicked scarlet. If Jim stopped licking the girl leant
back pressing her anus against his nose and cutting off his air supply. Jim
would get the message and resume his ministrations. On several occasions she
vented a fierce fart and I cringed at the thought of the foul gas being forced
up Jim's nose. After what seemed an age, Jean had her second orgasm. She
climbed off Jim's semi-comatose and bloody body and left the room.

Maisie turned and walked over to me.

"Sorry if you felt left out, but I'm going to remedy that now." Her grin
reminded me of some predatory beast just before pouncing on an unsuspecting
prey. "I hope your tongue is feeling strong because I've got some work for it.

She lifted a long wooden bench over and placed it across and over me. She sat
on it, her rank feet either side of my head. She leant forward, elbows on knees
and spoke.

"Do you know what the worst thing is about being fat?" she asked
conversationally. "Well, all your little nooks and crannies get hot and sweaty
and that can lead to horrible fungal infestations and itchiness. Now I terrible
trouble with this problem in by crotch and my feet. The best solution is for a
friendly person to lick those nasty little places clean. Now are you friend
enough to help?"

I was getting pretty pissed off with this woman's games and the thought of
licking her rancid body was not my idea of fun. I decided not to reply.

Big mistake!

"Don't want to speak eh? Well maybe you need some help." She left the room only
return shortly carrying a small box. She resumed her position on the bend and
opened the box. She removed what appeared to be a handful of silver chains each
ending in a crocodile clip.

"Now I call these my little persuaders. You wonder why? Well let me show you.
First you do a little preparation." She grasped my nipple between her fingers
and squeezed it until it was erect. "You then apply the little persuader." She
then attached the crocodile clip to my nipple.

Shit, it hurt. She must have sharpened very one of the teeth on the little
fucker. I grit my teeth, not giving her the pleasure of knowing how much it
hurt, until the pain subsided. She applied a clip to my other nipple.

"Tough boy, huh? OK, try this." she muttered in a pretty pissed off tone. She
removed a larger clip from the box. "This one is sharper and has a stronger
spring," she smiled. She pulled my arse cheeks apart and attached the clip to
the tender flesh of my sphincter.

"Chrrrissst, I yelled," I couldn't handle that one silently.

"And one more for good luck," she grinned, taking out another large clip. She
grabbed my cock and fastened the clip to the sensitive frenum on the lower side
of the head." Christ it hurt.

"Fucking hell woman," I shouted, "are you some sort of head case?" This was
really pissing me off.

She stopped smiling and pulled on the chains sending renewed pain through the
four places where the clips bit. She put her face close to mine and, emitting
gusts of foul breath, spoke:

"You keep your mouth shut you fucker, I call the shots here. If you don't do
what I tell you, you're going to hurt big time."

The tone of her voice sent cold shivers through me. I was now certain she was
quite insane.

She stood and pulled off her disgusting knickers. She turned, her back to me
and squatting she leant on the wooden bench, are arse in front of my face. Her
grotesque anus was in full view, an inch from my nose. I could smell the rank
combination of sweat and shit. Through the thick dark hair I could see an
unhealthy rash on her skin.

"Lick you cunt, and make it good," she growled, tugging on the chains for
effect.

I ran my tongue over her brown anus, the surface wet and greasy with her sweat
and other bodily fluids. The taste was atrocious, bitter and filthy. I placed
my mouth of the disgusting opening, tonguing at her slightly open bowel. Then
she farted. A huge hot blast filled my mouth, pushing out my cheeks. I gagged
as wet pieces of detritus entered my mouth. I shuddered as to what they might
be.

So began one of the longest half hours of my life. She was not content until I
had licked clean every part of her festering crotch. Finally she sat on the
bench facing me.

"Good boy, you learn quickly. Now tell me, do you like feet?" She smiled
sweetly but I knew that the wrong response would result in more pain from the
crocodile clips.

"I love them," I replied, trying to smile.

Without further comment she pulled off her socks and pressed he feet against my
face. They were hot and so clammy as to feel wet and soggy. Overall her feet
were grubby with dirt. Between the toes I could see white, soggy flakes of skin
and other indescribable things. And uppermost, they stank. Not just a smelly
foot smell, they stank like nothing I had ever experienced before. My stomach
revolted and I puked up what little was in it, over her foot.

"You filthy bastard!" she shrieked tugging violently on the chains, tearing my
flesh. "Lick it clean!"

The threat of extreme pain is a powerful thing. Slowly I licked the
accumulation of bile and other nastiness from her foot. Sucking each toe in
turn, cleaning up the filth from between them. Finally she had enough and I was
left feeling sick and disgusted.

"Do you feel as bad as I do," Jim groaned.

"You fucking bet mate," was all I could reply.

The days merged together as the four women entertained themselves. I see no
point in giving you the details, it is sufficient to say, you think of it, we
did it. At one time or another I was forced to eat or drink every bodily fluid
or material the women had to offer. The beat us, starved us and fucked us. But,
not once did they allow us to come. You think what it's like to have blue balls
for days on end.

Finally, one day, it all stopped. Jean came in with Maisie and unfastened us.
We were too weak to try anything, we only just managed to stand.

"OK boys, it's shower time." Jean announced. We spent the next half hour
luxuriating under a hot show washing away the filth and crap. We were allowed
to dress and they fed us. We were then locked in an upstairs bedroom and
allowed to sleep.

"I don't like it," Jim muttered. "They're being too nice." I had to agree
things were turning very odd.

The next morning Jean came in with breakfast and a pot of coffee. We were
starving and scoffed the lot. We sat relaxing having a smoke after breakfast
when we began feeling odd. I had a nasty feeling that the coffee had been
doctored.

"I'm got a raging hard-on," Jim complained. That was odd because I had one too,
big time.

The door opened and Jean walked in, naked.

"Hey guys, want to fuck?" she smiled.

We certainly did. She pushed Jim onto the bed and sat on his boner, taking him
up to the hilt into her cunt. I could see that she was still on the rag but we
didn't care.

"Come on, join in," she coaxed, wiggling her arse. Without a second thought I
pressed my cock against her arse and pushed in hard. Fuck it was tight. Jim's
cock pushed against her gut reducing the space for me. We started ramming hard,
not caring how much we hurt Jean and came magnificently filling her cunt and
arse hole. Just as I finished I felt a thud on my head and everything went
black.

"So this is the live one?" I heard a faint voice as I regained consciousness.
Through throbbing eyes I could see a policeman stood near me.

"OK chummy, let's get you dressed. You're under arrest."

It was all a bit of a blur but it transpired that I had been charged with
breaking and entry and rape. Poor old Jim was dead, he had fallen, or been
thrown, from the bedroom window.

In the court I listened to Jean explaining in the witness box how she had heard
me and Jim break in through the study window. We had found her in bed and
decided to rape her. Maisie had heard the fuss and had come into the room and
hit me on the head with a vase. Jim and made a break for it and tried to escape
from the window, falling to his death. All lies of course.

Maisie, Jean and her sisters were transformed. No longer dirty slags they were
clean and dressed in top quality clothes, looking every bit like innocent,
middle class ladies who had been violated by two scum bags - us.

The evidence was overwhelming - our foot prints in the flower bed outside the
window; our fingerprints on the window frame and silver plate; our semen in
Jean's anus and cunt; Jean's scratches on my face with my skin samples under
her finger nails; bruises on Jean's face ... and so on. I was totally stitched
up.

The judge thought I was a shit and told me so, and I quote:

"Not only were you cowardly enough to break into a house occupied by
defenceless women but you chose to violate a young woman, a virgin at the time.
Ignoring the fact that she was menstruating you violated her in the worst
possible way causing damage to her body. You must be locked away to protect the
public. You will go to prison for twenty years. Take him down."

As I went down the stairs to the cells I caught sight of the four women
grinning smugly.

I got sent to Wormwood Scrubbs and ended up in a cell with an old geezer.

"Wotcha mate, what are you in for," he asked.

"Burglary and rape, but I'm innocent," I answered.

"Me too, mate," he answered. "Fucking strange it was too. I was out to blag a
big gaff in Bromley. Big place, loads of money. Anyway, the back door was left
open and in I goes. Then I get grabbed by these three women. The fattest and
dirtiest fuckers I had ever seen..."