Tanya was hanging the last of her husband's shirts on the clothesline in the back yard when she heard the noise behind her. Before she could turn to see who it was, a pair of arms circled her middle and squeezed so hard that the air rushed from her lungs. She didn't even have a chance to struggle as she was lifted off her feet, but she did catch a glimpse of her attacker's hands. She saw long nails painted a garish shade of red, and cheap, sparkling rings and bracelets. It shocked her that the person attacking her was a woman.
Suddenly another woman stepped in front of her, a woman Tanya recognized. She tied one of Tanya's wrists to the clothesline before the frightened brunette knew what was happening. Tanya tried to pull her other hand back, but the woman in front of her grabbed her wrist and squeezed until the young housewife was sure her bones would shatter. When the woman tied her other hand, Tanya was almost relieved just to have the terrible pressure gone. A moment later the savaging bear hug was gone too, and her other attacker stepped in front of her. Tanya recognized her, too. Both of these women were new neighbors of hers, the women who lived on either side of the house where Tanya and her husband had just moved.
The one who had grabbed Tanya around her waist was a tall, stacked blonde named Susan. The other one was a big, dark-haired girl named Diane. But it was the way that they were dressed that made Tanya gasp with shock. They were wearing the tiniest, tightest bikinis Tanya had ever seen.
"What . . . what's going on?" she asked, trying to keep the fear from her voice.
Frightened as she was the pretty young housewife couldn't keep from admiring the women's bodies.
Susan was one of the most beautiful woman Tanya had ever seen, almost six feet talI, with Nordic good looks, straight blonde hair and cold gray eyes. She had big tits, a narrow waist and long, perfect legs. She also had more muscles than most men. Tanya found herself almost hypnotized at the sight of Susan's powerful, sexy body, and the big blonde smiled and flexed her muscles when she caught the captive housewife's gaze on her. Diane was almost as tall as Susan, but her hair was a shiny black color and her eyes were almost as dark. Her skin was pale though, almost white and flawless. She didn't have the bodybuilder physique of Susan, but she did have big tits and a powerful-looking body.
"You sweet bitch," Susan whispered, reaching out to the captive housewife. "You sweet little piece of ass. You're just the kind of bitch who makes me wish l had a cock."
"Look, have l done something to make you mad?" Tanya couldn't keep her voice from trembling now. These two women terrified her. "I know that l haven't been able to really say hello, but things have been so hectic, and now with John out of town . .
As soon as she'd said the words, Tanya knew she'd made a mistake. Susan and Diane exchanged smiles, and then both stepped in toward her. Tanya screamed when each o them took a tit in one hand.
"Stop that fucking noise!" Susan shouted. She closed her hand into a tight fist around Tanya's left tit, bringing a screech of anguish from the dark-haired girl's lips. "Look, honey, we are going to be doing all kinds of shit to you for a while, and when our husbands get home from work they're going to want to do some shit, too. They might even bring some buddies over, if they're in the right mood. And let me tell you something right now, bitch-the more of that squawking you do, the more you're going to get hurt."
"And it's so much fun to hurt you," Diane added, twisting Tanya's right tit brutally.
Tanya tried not to cry out, but she, couldn't keep from moaning at the terrible pain the two women were causing her. She couldn't believe that they meant what they said, that they were actually going to have sex with her.
Probably John had let slip to one of them that her family had a lot of money, and either they were going to kidnap her for ransom or, more probably, try to scare her into giving them money to leave her alone. It was such a trashy neighborhood!
"Please!" she whimpered, trying to cringe back from the painful ministrations of the two women. "When l married John and moved here, my parents cut me off. I can't get you any money. I really can't!"
"Money?" Diane roared, and then began to laugh. "Shit, sweet checks, the only money we want is maybe a roll of quarters to shove up your pretty ass."
With that, she grabbed the collar of the pretty pink sweater Tanya was wearing and ripped it down the front.
An instant later, Susan dug her fingers into the tight waistband of Tanya's slacks and tore them down her legs. In a moment, Tanya was standing in her back yard in just her bra, panties and leather thongs. She looked around wildly, half hoping that there was someone seeing the terrible attack who might help her, half terrified that someone she didn't know would see her almost naked and tied to a clothesline.
Susan and Diane backed away from Tanya for a moment to take a look at her body. Diane whistled in appreciation, and Tanya blushed a deep red. She knew that she was beautifuI, but she'd never let strangers look at her this way before. Even when she made love to John, the only man who had ever seen her naked, it was always with the lights off. This was terrible. She was hung up on the clothesline, to be inspected like some piece of meat.
"We knew you were a sexy little society slut," Susan said, her voice thick with an emotion that it took Tanya a moment to identify as lust.
"That's why we decided to have a little fun with you. But if I'd fucking known you were this sweet a piece of ass, I'd have dragged you out back the first night you moved in."
Tanya had always dressed modestly, not wanting men to chase her and not wanting other women to be jealous of her. Now she wished she'd tried even harder to hide her beauty. If she had, perhaps these horrible women wouldn't have targeted her for their perverse attentions.
The two women were leering at her openly now, obviously surprised at what they were seeing.
Tanya Rogers was more than just another pretty girl. She was extraordinarily beautiful. She had a dark tumble of curling, almost black hair that fell past her shoulders. Her eyes were a luminous blue that always seemed to catch the sparkle of the light. She had the high cheeks and long, straight nose of a fashion model. Her jaw was a little strong for her delicate face, but that only gave her beauty an exotic slant.
The beauty of her body was almost a match to that of her face. She had the sleek form of a thoroughbred racing horse, not an extra ounce of weight anywhere on her body. Her waist was so tiny that a man could have circled it with his hands. Her legs were long and thin and perfectly formed. Still, her tits were large, full and firm and pointy, and her ass was Lush and tight and perfectly rounded.
"Oh, you dirty, sneaky, whore!" Susan hissed. "I'm going to do things to you that you never even imagined. I'm going to make you scream in so many ways."
She struck like a snake, wrapping her hand around the front of Tanya's overstuffed bra and ripping down. The straps of the bra bit painfully into the beautiful housewife's skin, then snapped loose, Letting her full, high-set tits tumble free. Her fits didn't sag at all without the bra.
"We got a real catch here," Diane said, reaching in to tear the cringing beauty's panties away.
Tanya's nipples were dark, and her pussy thatch was darker. Nestled at the center of her kinky pussy hair, the dark pink lips of her pussy were barely visible. She pressed her silky thighs tightly together and twisted her body to the side, trying to hide as much of her body as she could from the lusting stared of the two girls. The realization hit her that she was standing stark naked in her back yard, her hands tied above her head to the clothesline, and she blushed even more deeply with shame. "White trash!" she shrieked. "Dirty white trash sluts! You don't have any right to do this to me."
AII her life her mother had warned her about people like this, poor people who dropped out of school young, had kids while they were teenagers, then spent the rest of their Iives stealing and sponging off society. When she'd gotten older her mother had told her about how they would rape and beat and murder hard-working people, and now the horrible thought occurred to Tanya that Susan and Diane might kill her after they were through doing whatever perverse things they had in mind.
"You lousy, stuck-up bitch!" Susan screamed, her eyes blazing with anger. "You stupid, high-class whore! I'II show you what being white trash is all about, sweet cheeks!" She swung her hand in a wide, vicious arch, and when her palm hit Tanya's right
tit, the beautiful housewife's legs buckled beneath her. Before she could recover from the burning pain, Susan backhanded her left tit, and this time Tanya's feet did slide out from under her. She fell and was pulled up short and hard by the clothesline.
New pain flooded down her arms from the rope that was cutting into her wrists. She tried to regain her balance, but Susan closed in, slapping her tits time after time, each blow harder than the last. The backhand blows were the worst, the cheap rings on Susan's hand cuttin into the soft silky flesh of Tanya's jutting tits.
Diane stepped in behind her and grabbed a pair of Tanya's nylons off the line. She ripped them at the crotch, tearing the legs apart, then bent down to tie the tortured beauty further. She bent Tanya's knees roughly, until her heels were flush against the backs of her shuddering, shapely thighs. She tied each leg in that position so that Tanya hung in the air from the clothesline. The miserable girl thought that the two evil women had turned her into just another piece of laundry hanging in the back yard to dry.
StilI Susan beat her. She slapped Tanya's face sometimes now, whipping her head from side to side with brutal blows. Tanya's tits already felt swollen and bruised from the terrible beating. Now she felt that she might pass out from the constant barrage of slaps Susan was raining down on her. When Susan stopped the slapping to squeeze Tanya's battered tits in her powerful hands, the tortured girl was almost relieved.
"Cut her down," Susan said as she crushed the sexy brunette's tits in her hands. She watched the girl's face intently, savoring the look of agony that creased her pretty features. "It's time to get down to business. Harry and Robert are going to be pretty pissed off if she isn't ready for some fucking by the time they get home from work."
When Diane cut the ropes that bit deeply into her wrists, Tanya realized she had never imagined how terrible pain could really be. Susan kept her savaging grips on Tanya's perfect, pointed tits as the ropes slipped free, and for an awful instant she was hung in the air by just those two handfuls of tender tit flesh.
And then Susan did something so awfuI, so unbelievably crueI, that Tanya thought she was going to go insane. She began to lift the squirming young beauty above her head. Tanya screamed, but she couldn't mouth words anymore. She prayed, but she couldn't form coherent thoughts with the burning agony knifing through her helpless body. She squirmed and twisted, but she couldn't escape the powerful hands of the evil blonde who was lifting her into the air.
Through tear-filled eyes she looked around, seeing the ground fall farther away beneath her as Susan hefted her high above her head. She could see Diane, Iaughing and rubbing her cunt through the thin cloth cover of her bikini bottom. She could see the pile of clothes that were still waiting to be hung, and the smaller pile of clothespins that sat next to them. And she could see Susan's sweating, smiling face, red from the strain of lifting her over her head, joyous with the power she had over her helpless victim.
When Susan had lifted the struggling housewife fully above her head, she held her there for a moment, then braced herself for one last effort. She lowered Tanya an inch or two, then hurled her away. She smiled as she watched the sexy little bitch tumble through the air, smiled wider when the titsy slut hit the ground.
"Shit, Susan, I never knew you were that strong," Diane said as the two of them closed on the moaning dark-haired girl. "Remind me never to fuck with you again." "Fuck, anybody could have picked her up. She only weighs about a hundred pounds." Susan broke stride to pick up a handful of clothespins. "That ought to teach the stuck-up little whore about white trash. She's going to have to learn that all that money and education don't count for shit around here. The only thing that matters for her now is how good she looks and how good she can fuck."
Chapter Two
Tanya heard the women talking, but their words were meaningless next to the pain she was feeling. She looked at her tits, sure that they had to be torn, ruined by the terrible treatment Susan had given them. She touched her tits gingerly, wincing with the pain that shot through her chest. She cupped them gently, rubbing her palms over her silky tit flesh as she tried to massage away the terrible pain.
She screamed with shock and fear when Diane and Susan fell down on either side of her. She trembled as Susan pulled her hands over her head and Diane tied them together and then tied them to one of the poles that held up the clothesline.
"Please," she whimpered, turning her head from side to side, trying to spot some sign of mercy in either of her tormentors. "You're not white trash, you're not sluts. I'm sorry l said that. I was just so scared. Please don't hurt me anymore, oh please! I'II get you all the money you want. My parents will pay anything. I'II move away if you want me to. Oh, please don't hurt me anymore!"
"You sweet little baby doll," Susan husked, squeezing and pulling at Tanya's aching tits, flicking her long fake fingernails over Tanya's burning nipples. "We don't want your money. We just want your sweet little body."
She pulled Tanya's head in her direction and pressed her lips down over the helpless housewife's. Tanya tried frantically to shut her mouth, turn her head, but it was no use. While Susan pinched Tanya's dark-brown nipples with one hand, she levered the girl's helplessly resisting jaw open with the other. Then she drove her tongue into the captive beauty's unwilling mouth.
It was like no kiss Tanya had ever experienced. Susan drove her tongue all the way inside her mouth, almost into the back of her throat. She explored every nook and cranny of Tanya's mouth with her warm, wet tongue. She slid it smoothly over Tanya's teeth, wrapped it around Tanya's tongue and pulled Tanya's tongue inside her mouth. Then she sucked on Tanya's tongue, pulled on it with her lips. She released it and bit the helpless girl's lips, grinding her teeth into the lush skin of Tanya's lower lip until the terrified housewife was certain she was going to tear it off. She fed Tanya her spit, and sucked Tanya's spit in return.
And all the time, her fingers were working over Tanya's dark nipples, pinching and scratching and drumming them until they began to grow erect.
Susan pulled her face back, giving Tanya a last quick lick over her nose and cheek. Before the beautiful dark-haired girl could catch her breath, Diane grabbed her by her chin and pulled her face toward her. She kissed her next, driving her tongue even deeper than Susan, smooching her lips over Tanya's until the helpless girl thought she was trying to swallow her mouth whole.
The French kissing made the gorge rise in Tanya's throat, but she didn't try to escape the horrible women. The pain was still burning in her injured tits, and her lean, sexy body ached from her landing on the hard ground. She knew that Susan and Diane could hurt her badly if she made them mad. Her only hope was to wait them out, try to survive whatever perverted, demented things they had in store for her and look for her chance to get away.
Tanya trembled when she felt a hand tickling its way across her flat, creamy stomach. She squirmed desperately, trying to free her hands, and clamped her thighs tightly together. Diane pulled Tanya's tongue into her mouth and bit it hard enough to make the sexy housewife scream in pain, but even that didn't take her mind off the hand that was walking its way past the tiny cup of her navel. She quivered with fear and revulsion and expectation as a sharp fingernail probed that tiny hole, driving into it with shocking speed. She had a terrible suspicion where that hand was headed. She began to wish, very seriously, that she was dead.
"My turn," Susan said, wrapping up a handful of Tanya's hair and jerking her mouth off Diane's. "You sexy little bitch! I'm going to make you cum until you can't cum anymore."
"Please!" Tanya whimpered as Susan lowered her face over hers. "Please stop, Susan. I'm sorry for what l said. I'II do anything you want, but I'm not a lesbian. Please don't do this. It's wrong! It's perverted! I've never done it with a woman before. I've only done it with one man."
"Then you've got a lot of catching up to do," Diane said with a coarse laugh. Susan took another turn raping the innocent beauty's mouth with her spearing tongue.
Their hands were everywhere, and Tanya could feel her mind being overwhelmed with the terrible variety of sensations they were forcing on her helpless body. Susan was scratching her sharp fake fingernails through the thick black thatch of her cunt hair, while Diane smoothed one hand down the satiny hollow of her drawn in stomach. Susan was caressing her flushed face while Diane was pinching her maliciously up and down one creamy flank.
And now, while Susan's lips were plastered to Tanya's, Diane began to lick and kiss the side of Tanya's face. Diane's tongue lathered the side of her gracefully curving throat, explored the fragile shell of her ear. Diane's lips slurped wetly down the strong line of her jaw and across her heated cheek. Diane nipped at the tender skin along the side of Tanya's neck, and a shockwave of sensation washed through the sleek beauty that she'd never felt before. Suddenly Susan's hand was on her cunt.
"Nooooooo!" Tanya twisted her head free of the sexy blonde's grip, stared wildly from one girl to the other. "Please, please, please no! Leave me alone, you dirty perverts!"
"Sure we will," Susan said, pushing Tanya's head back in Diane's direction. "Just as soon as we've turned you into a pervert just like us. Then we'll leave you alone and let you go begging for somebody else to finger-fuck your worthless little cunt."
Tanya felt as though the entire world had gone mad. Just moments ago, she'd been hanging up the wash the way any young housewife would, daydreaming about the future and wishing that John was home.
Now she was tied up and stripped, being raped by a pair of evil women.
Susan poked a finger all the way into Tanya's tight, dry cunt, making the young housewife's body jerk with shock. At the same time, she scratched her fingernails aver the sensitive lips of Tanya's cunt. The captive brunette tried to clamp her silky thighs together, but Diane and Susan each looped a leg around one of hers, Levering her knees far apart. Tanya squirmed helplessly between them, her lovely body glistening with sweat as she struggled fruitlessly against the two stronger women. When Diane rammed a finger next to Susan's, up inside her pussy, Tanya went limp, realizing there was no escape.
"Dry as a desert," Diane said with a chuckle, pulling her mouth off Tanya's. She stared at her captive's face. "You should be more appreciative, pretty bitch. It's not every society slut who moves into this neighborhood who gets the full welcome wagon treatment."
"Please! Oh, please stop!" Tanya begged, Looking from one cruel, beautiful face to the other. "I can't do this. I don't even like sex. Please let me go!"
Both Susan and Diane were fucking their fingers into her tiny cunt now, digging their fingernails into her sensitive pussy flesh. Their fingers felt like sandpaper inside her, and they had set up a rhythm so that one of them was stabbing her finger up Tanya's constricted cunt as the other was pulling her finger free. Back and forth they went, grinning and laughing and finger-fucking her pussy as though they owned it.
They kept taking turns kissing her, driving their tongues into her helpless mouth just as they were driving their fingers into her tiny cunt.
Tanya wanted to die, but she knew now that these women wanted to do something far worse than kill her.
"Loosen up, bitch, and loosen up now," Susan growled, drilling a finger up the dark-haired beauty's cunt with one hand and mauling her bountiful tits with the other. "Relax, baby doll. You're going to get things a lot bigger than our fingers shoved up this pretty little. pussy."
"Yeah," Diane added, pulling her mouth from Tanya's and jerking the helpless housewife's head back toward Susan. "You're going to get fucked a lot. You're going to suck and get sucked and get fucked up the ass and all kinds of nasty shit. You might as well relax, cause it's going to happen no matter what . . . hey, I got it!"
Tanya jerked her face away from Susan's, crying out in anguish and despair as Diane pinched her fingernails around the tiny bud of her cit. She screeched like an injured cat, drove her hips almost a foot up off the ground-even with her legs tied and Susan and Diane Lying half atop her. She whipped her head from side to side, tried desperately to squirm on her back away from the two horrible women. Waves of shattering pain roared through her svelte, glistening body. When Diane dug her fingernails into the tiny, sensitive nub of clit flesh, Tanya felt certain she was dying.
"That got our little honey's attention," Diane said with an evil smile. Then she turned to their wriggling, sexy captive. "Shut your fucking mouth and kiss me. We're going to make you feel real good now, beautiful."
Tanya didn't have any choice but to do as her beautiful, raven-tressed captor demanded.
Diane clamped her mouth tightly over the young housewife's, smashed one springy tit in her hand until the soft tit flesh was crushed flat against Tanya's chest. With her other hand, she pulled and pinched on Tanya's tiny, sensitive clit, tugging and twisting at it until the helpless girl was certain it would be ripped from her pussy. She thrashed about frantically, but there was no escape.
Susan added a second finger in her fucking of Tanya's tight, dry cunt, smiling as she felt the beginning dampness of the girl's pussy juice. She fucked the gorgeous brunette faster and harder, driving her fingers into her cunt until Tanya's silky ass cheeks quivered with each impact.
She circled her other hand around the base of the girl's left tit and squeezed the satiny cone of tit flesh as though it were a tube of toothpaste, deforming it until the end bulged over her wrist. She struck like a snake then, Locking her teeth around the swollen, spiky nipple, then bit down as hard as she could. As she ground her teeth together, she coul feel a burst of Tanya's cunt cream cover her pussy-fucking fingers.
Both Susan and Diane were rubbing their own cunts up and down Tanya's cream thighs, delighted with the friction of her creamy skin against their heated pussies. Even through the thin cloth of their bikini bottoms, they could feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin. The crotches of their bikini bottoms were soaked with their cunt juices, and as they continued to grind their pussies against her shuddering thighs, they slicked her flesh with the cream of their growing lust.
Tanya realized dimly that both of the women were using her captive body to bring themselves to orgasm, but the shame of that was overshadowed by a far more terrible humiliation. She could feel the wetness in her own pussy, knew that her cunt was loosening to allow Susan's fingers easy passage. Her clit was starting to tingle under the relentless pinching of Diane's strong fingers, and she could feel tiny, shivery sensations buzzing through her abused pussy.
Tanya had never felt anything like this before, not even with her husband, who she Loved very much. She wondered if she was having an orgasm, and burned with shame at the possibility that she was being turned on by the perverted, Lesbian attack these two witches were visiting on her.
Susan and Diane exchanged secret smiles as they felt Tanya's cunt moisten and the muscles of her pussy begin to flex. Susan nodded to the clothespins that lay scattered on either side of the trembling young beauty, then at the distorted globe of her satiny tit. Diane giggled and pinched Tanya's clit even harder as she picked one of the harsh wooden clamps up and scraped it over the girl's distended nipple. She clamped it shut without warning, Letting the rough wooden jaws bite savagely down on the nipple.
Tanya screamed. She thrashed. Her bound hands clawed desperately at the air. Her hips jerked up and down and from one side to the other in hitching, uneven lunges. She wriggled wildly, her lush tits heaving as she tried to dislodge the terrible wooden clamp. Something terrible was happening to her, and she was helpless to stop it.
Susan added a third finger to the two she was fucking up Tanya's loosening cunt, driving the three inside the twisting girl with all the strength her muscular arm could muster. Diane ground her fingernails into the tiny bud of Tanya's clit, grinning as the bit of flesh began to wriggle and grow and fill with blood. Susan grabbed Tanya's right tit the way she had held her left, and Diane planted another clothespin on the maddened girl's other nipple. As Tanya bucked and surged beneath her, Diane clamped her meaty thighs even more tightly around Tanya's smaller, sleeker leg and rode the helpless girl to orgasm.
"You sweet bitch!" the big brunette hissed, rubbing her tacky, cloth-covered pussy over the heated, silky flesh of Tanya's thigh. "You're making me cum, you pretty little doll! Cumming all over your pretty dolly leg!"
She fastened her mouth to one side of Tanya's graceful, flawless throat and began to suck and gnaw at the tender flesh. Susan bit down on the other side so hard that for an instant Tanya's dazed mind was pulled away from what was happening to her cunt and tits. She was certain the big, sexy blonde was tearing open her throat. Both women kept working their hands over Tanya's tits, pinching and pulling and mashing them while the hideous clothespins smashed pain into her nipples.
And both women kept flicking their fingers in her helplessly moistening pussy, Diane tearing at her clit while Susan fucked three fingers into her cunt as though they were a fat, stubby cock.
AII of it was too much for the innocent young housewife to stand. She had never experienced anything like this before, never even imagined sex this raw and painful and intense. She could feel the sticky run of Diane and Susan's pussy cream over her shuddering thighs, and she realized that both of the women were cumming.
They were exploding with orgasms from just abusing her body and rubbing their cunts against her legs. She looked from one woman to the other and saw the ecstasy in their faces, the strain and pleasure of grinding themselves to orgasm on her captive body. She felt a wave of envy at the two of them for being able to cum so easily, and then she was mortified at having had the thought. Her mother had told her that girls weren't supposed to enjoy sex, that the ones who did were nothing but dirty sluts. Tanya had always believed her.
Now she wondered if Susan and Diane were turning her into a slut, too. Something was happening in her cunt that she'd never felt before. Her cunt felt raw and swollen, and her pussy was leaking fuck cream more heavily than it ever had before. Sometimes her cunt would contract suddenly around Susan's pistoning fingers, and the unexpected friction would send waves of pleasure crashing through her sexy, captive body. Her tits felt swollen and feverish, and even after all the torture they had sustained Tanya found it almost impossible to keep from urging them up into the hands that abused them.
Tears ran from the beautiful housewife's eyes as her own body betrayed her.
"Pretty pussycat," Susan whispered into Tanya's ear, then drove her tongue in. "You're getting turned, on, society bitch. Your little pussycat pussy is all wet and wriggly. I'm cumming too, pretty baby. Cumming all over your pretty little leg!"
Tanya closed her eyes, trying to grind out the sparks of lust inside her while Susan and Diane ground out their climaxes on her body. It was hopeless. Her mother had been right. She had married John, moved into a neighborhood where filthy people lived, and now they were going to turn her into one of them. Already, she was on the brink of orgasm.
"No! Oh, please, please, no!" she whimpered as Susan and Diane gnawed on her throat and mauled her tits and fingered her pussy.. Waves of almost painful pleasure flowed through her twisting, sensuous body, and inexperienced as she was, Tanya knew she was about to cum.
"Please, no!"
And suddenly, strangely, her prayers were answered. Susan and Diane pulled their hands from her cunt and relaxed the tight grips of their legs around Tanya's pussy-smeared thighs. They still licked and bit at her throat, and their hands still roughly massaged her beautiful 1:its, but their orgasms were waning and they were leaning back to rest. Diane rubbed her pussy-slick fingers clean across Tanya's quivering, flat stomach as the captive housewife's thrashings slowed and finally subsided.
"Not yet, Little doll," Diane said, pushing herself away from the bound beauty. "You haven't earned an orgasm yet. You'll just have to suffer for a little while."
"That's right," Susan agreed, rubbing her juice-soaked fingers over Tanya's tightly closed lips. "You might be used to maids and servants doing things for you and trying to make you feel goad back at home, but this is the real world. You want something out here, you have to work for it."
With a sinking, heavy feeling in her stomach, Tanya realized that Susan and Diane were right. Even now her cunt was steaming, clamping on nothing and twisting itself into knots. Her tits looked bigger than she had ever seen them, felt swollen and fevered. It was hard for her to keep her thighs from clamping together to try to rub more pleasure through her itching pussy. It was hard to keep from begging the women to make her cum. Even the smell of her own pussy smeared across her lips and chin seemed sexy, and a terrible curiosity passed through her about how that sticky, smelly cunt juice would taste.
"Come on, dolly, Let's go inside to play now." Susan got up and freed Tanya from the pole they had tied her to. She left her wrists bound together and her legs tied, pulling on the rope around the girl's hands as though it was a leash. "Bring in some of those clothespins, Diane. Now that we have a pretty new dolly, I think we ought to play dress-up with her."
Tanya began to cry again as Susan pulled her roughly to her knees. She had never imagined that it was possible to feel so completely debased, so utterly broken and degraded. She crawled on her knees behind the two big women, begging them for her freedom. They had stripped her, tied her, used her for their own pleasure and almost brought her to their own level by making her cum.
Now they were pulling her along like a worthless dog, taking her inside for more torture and strange sex. The most terrible part of it all was that Tanya, abandoned an instant before what would have been the first orgasm of her life, wasn't sure she wanted to escape.
Chapter Three
"Come on, honey, climb up on the bed." Susan tugged on the length of rope around Tanya's wrists as she gave the order, pulling the captive girl face-down on the ratty orange carpet. "Come on, dolly, go to bed like a good little girl." Tanya almost screamed with pain and frustration, but she bit her tongue and did as her terrible blonde captor demanded. After crawling across her back yard and through Susan's house, her knees were scraped raw and bruised, and her wrists burned. She had begged them several times to stop, to give her just a moment's rest during the terrible ordeal, and they had laughed at her. Instead of stopping, they had only walked faster, taunting her as they pulled her cruelly onward.
Susan's house was even worse than Tanya had expected. It was filthy, the floor Littered with beer cans and liquor bottles, dirty clothes piled in one corner and a month's worth of trash strewn across one wall. There were garish black velvet pictures on the walls, and in the bedroom there was a mirror on the ceiling.
The floor of the bedroom was as filthy as the rest of the house, covered with clothes that looked and smelled as though they hadn't been washed in months. Tanya saw filthy jockey shorts, sweat-stained tank tops and at least a dozen pairs of filthy jeans. She also saw loose knit tube tops, denim cut-offs, spandex pants in a half dozen gaudy colors, and tight, flashy halter tops.
"Move your lazy ass, doll!" Diane shouted. And a moment later Tanya felt a flash of agony as the big girl kicked her hard in the ass. The force of the blow sent her sprawling face-first across the dirty bed, and the wave that answered her impact almost carried the bound young housewife back off. It was a waterbed.
"I don't know, Susan, the cunt's really not very good at this."
"Of course not," Susan answered with a shrug as she pulled the unresisting girl across the bed.
She untied her hands, but before Tanya could react to the small freedom, her arms had been pulled savagely above her head and her hands were cuffed to the far posts of the bed.
"She's almost a fucking virgin. Fucked one man her whole life. Never even gotten off with him. Family probably treated her like a little princess her whole life, told her fucking was something the poor folks did. We'll change all that soon enough."
"She's pretty enough," Diane admitted, Loosening the ropes that bound Tanya's ankles and thighs together just long enough to yank the girl's legs apart and tie them to the posts at the foot of the bed. "Pretty tits, big nipples, tiny little waist and these long, Long legs. My her ass is just perfect. The guys are going to eat that pretty little ass for lunch."
Tanya tried to block out the horrible, degrading things Susan and Diane were saying about her, but she couldn't ignore the fact that their husbands were going to be home soon. Then she would be raped, fucked by hard, dripping, dirty cocks. Diane even seemed to be suggesting that they were going to fuck her ass.
Tanya had never believed people really did that, but she wouldn't put anything past these monstrous women.
"Can't you please... " Tanya faltered, finding it hard to put the humiliating idea into words. "Can't you please keep me for just you two? I'd let you do anything to me, anytime you wanted. I'd never tell anybody, I swear. And as long as a man wasn't doing anything to me, it wouldn't even be like l was cheating on my husband."
"Cheating on your husband?" Diane roared with laughter. "Listen, baby doll, our husbands are expecting to find you here, ready for action, when they get home. If we let you go before they got here, they'd kick our asses black and blue, then come over and get you anyway."
Tanya was ready to beg some more, but before she could Diane dumped a huge double handful of clothespins out across her quivering stomach. Tanya screeched and jerked under the shower of wooden clamps, knowing what Diane and Susan were going to do with the awful things.
She was still wearing two of the splintery clothespins on her nipples, and though the pain there had dwindled to a steady ache, Tanya remembered how terribly they had hurt when the two women had first snapped them on. Her frantic movements generated huge waves across the waterbed.
Without warning, Susan dove between Tanya's out flung legs. Tanya tried to raise her head to watch the big blonde beauty, but as she did Diane leapt onto the bed too, straddling her forehead and clamping her thighs around her ears. Spread-eagled on the bed as she was, there was nothing Tanya could do but lie still and wait for whatever the girls had in store for her next.
"Noooooo!" She twisted and bucked wildly at the first touch of Susan's tongue against the outer lips of her cunt. "No! Nonononononono! No, this can't be happening to me. This can't be happening!"
"It's happening all right, china dolI," Diane said, rubbing her cunt languidly over Tanya's forehead.
Then the voluptuous, ivory-skinned woman slid forward over Tanya's face. Tanya couldn't even scream now. What was happening was too vile, too hellish for the innocent young woman to cope. Diane's bikini bottom was still on, and it was soaking wet and sticky from the climax she'd had outside. The stench of her sopping cunt was worse than an open sewer, and as she slid her crotch down over Tanya's eyes and nose and mouth the pretty girl gagged repeatedly. Tanya couldn't believe a woman's cunt could smell so bad. It was as though she'd plunged head first into a cesspool.
At the same time, Susan was flicking her tongue over the fluttering lips of Tanya's cunt, making the helpless girl feel things she had never experienced before. Every touch of Susan's tongue against Tanya's pussy lips made her squirm and wriggle with unwanted pleasure.
Tanya still hadn't calmed down from the finger-fucking the two women had given her outside, and Susan's skillful tongue was lighting fires inside her pussy that had never burned before.
"She's so sweet," the buxom blonde said with a deep, satisfied sigh, raising her head from Tanya's pussy. "She tastes like a little girl, Like some fucking virgin."
No one had ever licked Tanya's cunt before. Her husband had tried, but Tanya had always managed to put him off, somehow avoid the shameful touch of his tongue and lips on her cunt. But there was no avoiding what Susan was doing to her now.
Susan plunged her face fully into Tanya's cunt now, edging her nose and mouth between the dainty outer cunt lips and into the pink sweetness that lay inside. She slurped and licked and kissed, and Tanya thought she was going to lose her mind.
"Come on, baby doll," Diane urged, rocking her hips gently back and forth over Tanya's pretty, trapped face. She reached down to toy with the clothespins that were clamped over the girl's erect nipples. "Susan's showing you how to do it, baby rich girl. AII you have to do is copycat. Just stick that little tongue out of your mouth and start making me feel real good."
Tanya could barely hear what Diane was saying through the muffle of the girl's meaty, powerful thighs, but she understood the playing of her clothespins over her nipples. Diane and Susan weren't torturing her now, but they could start at any moment, and they would if she didn't do exactly what they wanted. The thought of touching her tongue to Diane's tacky, rancid cunt made Tanya gag again, but she knew she didn't have any choice. And maybe, if she did everything Susan and Diane wanted, if she made them both cum a lot' and maybe even told them they were beautiful and she liked having sex with them, they would keep her for themselves. What was happening now was terrible, but Tanya had seen Susan and Diane's husbands before, and she knew things would be a thousand times worse once they got home.
She could barely open her mouth under the weight of Diane's body, but once she did the taste and smell of the girl's pussy filled her whole head. Droplets of pussy cream seeped through the fabric of the bikini bottom from Diane's excited cunt, sizzling against Tanya's wet, pink tongue. The first taste of cunt cream made the pretty housewife retch, caused her to shake her head and try to pull herself out from under the fiendish brunette.
"Okay, rich bitch," Diane growled, Leaning down over Tanya's twisting, sensual body to scoop up a handful of the clothespins. "Either you start sucking my pussy or I'm going to teach your sorry ass a lesson."
Before Tanya had a chance to answer, the sadistic beauty hooked a clothespin on the lip of her naveI. She caught just a tiny piece of flesh between the harsh jaws of the clamp and then let it snap shut with a click. Tanya screamed as agony ripped through her sexy body, and while she shrieked Diane clamped one clothespin after another up and down the Iength of her sleek, squirming frame. Each time, she caught the smallest bit of flesh she could between the harsh wooden jaws. Across the flat, creamy plain of Tanya's trembling stomach, up her silky flanks, over the tiny, satiny rises over her ribs Diane clamped one clothespin after another.
CIothespins already hung from the frantically squirming girl's nipples, but there was plenty of creamy soft flesh left for the clamps to bite into. Diane was enjoying the feel of Tanya's hot breath on her cloth-covered cunt, the vibrations caused by the girl's screaming. She latched dozens of the clothespins onto the shuddering beauty's tits, not stopping until she couldn't find an inch of silky flesh left clear to snap another clothespin on.
Tanya's throat was raw from her screaming, but the awful pain that was burning into her body had to be expressed somehow. She wanted to tell Diane that she would be happy to suck her cunt, that she would use her mouth and tongue until the big, sexy brunette came a hundred times. Finally, she just plastered her lips against the soaked, smelly material of Diane's bikini crotch and drummed her tongue into the hollow where the cloth cut into cleft of the big girl's cunt.
"There you go, pretty dolly!" Diane squealed, grinding her ass down on the captive girl's face as she felt the wash of her tongue through her bikini bottom. "Just like that, you prissy little bitch. Lick me until l cream all over your cute face."
Tanya wanted to throw up, but she did as her dark-haired captor ordered. She slurped wetly at the drenched crotch of Diane's bikini while she lashed her tongue up and down the valley of her pussy. Her tongue hit a bump on each down stroke, and after a few trips Tanya realized she was licking Diane's clit. It shocked her that a girl's clit could be so big, but she began to nibble at it through the thin cloth, knowing that it would please the buxom beauty.
It was hard to concentrate on what she was doing to Diane's cunt because of what Susan was doing to her own little pussy. Susan was using her teeth and lips and tongue in perfect synchronization, and it was driving Tanya to the verge of a mind-blowing climax. Her cunt was rippling around Susan's pistoning tongue, her cit was dancing a wild shimmy around her gnawing teeth, her dainty pussy lips were peeling back, filling with blood under the constant wet kiss Susan was forcing on them. What the finger-fucking outside had started, Susan was bringing effortlessly to a climax, and Tanya felt completely defiled by how easily she had been brought to this point by the malicious girl.
Chapter Four
Tanya could no longer keep from lurching up off the bed to meet Susan's drilling tongue and sucking lips. She was leaking pussy cream now, and only Susan's constant slurping kept her crotch from turning into a swampy mess. She couldn't even stop the erratic muscular contractions of her cunt or the wild twitching of her clit. She was going to cum any instant, and the most degrading thing of all was that Susan was fully aware of her excitement. Tanya was past thoughts of never being able to face her mother or her old friends now, her approaching orgasm made her certain she would never be able to Look any decent, respectable person in the eye.
She lathered her tongue over the drenched crotch of Diane's bikini bottom, playing the cloth with her tongue as she squirmed her lips over the juncture of the girl's thighs. Her Lips were on Diane's bare flesh now as she bit and chewed on the silky, soaked crotch band. She kissed her captor's thighs and rubbed her cheeks against the thick, kinky bush of her cunt hair. Finally she wriggled her tongue under the elastic band and ran her tongue right across the pouting, heavy lips of Diane's cunt.
"Baby doll!" Diane screamed as she clamped her thighs tightly around Tanya's head. "That's right, you sexy little bitch! Lick my pussy! Lick my pussy! Lick my clit, you prissy little cunt!"
At that instant Tanya found the huge bud of Diane's clit again, and she flicked her tongue back and forth across the big nub of clit flesh as quickly as she could. She was rewarded with a gush of pussy cream. It filled Tanya's mouth, poured down her throat, soaked her pretty face until her eyes stung and all she could taste or smell was fragrant cunt juice. For an instant, Tanya thought she was going to drown beneath the sudden wave of cunt cream, and she choked and spluttered as she tried to drink down the salty broth.
Diane rode her as a jockey would a horse, clamping her meaty thighs tightly around her head and bouncing her lush ass up and down on the girl's pretty face. She pulled and pinched at her own tits, yanking down her bikini top so she could play with her dagger-sharp nipples. Every spasm of her exploding cunt spurted another burst of pussy juice out over Tanya's mouth.
"She's good," Diane hissed to Susan as her first orgasm peaked and another began to grow. "She doesn't know shit for technique, but she's a natural slut. You had her pegged right."
"You can tell by looking at her." When Susan raised her head from Tanya's swampy cunt gash, her face was sparkling with the girl's pussy juice. "She's spent her whole Iife waiting for somebody to fuck the shit out of her. And now that she knows what it's all about, she'll never be able to stop. She's a slut for life now. We'll have to kick her ass out when we're tired of her."
Tanya burned with shame at the terrible things Diane and Susan were saying about her, but she didn't stop nursing on Diane's clit or urging her cunt up toward Susan's expert Lips and tongue. She was close to an orgasm herself, right on the verge of it, and both her mind and body were coming unglued. Everything seemed very far away except for the mouth on her cunt and the cunt on her mouth.
"Mouth on my cunt and cunt on my mouth," she chanted happily as she continued to lick and suck at Diane's cunt. She'd been driven half out of her mind with pain and fear and Lust and shame. "Mouth on my cunt and cunt on my mouth! I'm cumming! Oh, you dirty, beautiful sluts, I'm cumming!"
"No you're not, bitch," Susan said quickly, and pulled up away from Tanya's cunt. "I told you that you had to earn that big cum, and you haven't done shit yet."
Tanya screamed into the gaping maw of Diane's big cunt, almost delirious with frustration and lust. She tried to rub her thighs together, but her legs were spread far too far apart. She yanked and jerked at the cuffs around her wrists until thin rivulets of blood trickled down her arms, but she couldn't free herself from the spread-eagled position her two evil captors had forced her into. She tossed wildly, making huge waves crest inside the waterbed. Both Susan and Diane had to grab hold of things to balance themselves as Tanya thrashed Iike a woman possessed.
Diane fell weakly across the tortured beauty's twisting body as a last, smaller climax shivered its way through her big, buxom body. She rubbed her cunt over Tanya's pretty, trapped face a while longer, smearing the girl's features with her sticky cunt cream, and then she raised up off her. She smiled at the demented look she saw in Tanya's blue eyes. The prissy bitch probably thought she was in hell. The truth was that she was still standing at the entrance and had barely got a look inside. Diane was going to give her a little taste of the real thing now.
"What are you doing?" Tanya shrieked, staring from Susan to Diane, her face contorted with lust and painted with Diane's glistening pussy cream. "What are you doing? I'm on fire! You set me on fire!"
It seemed to the sex-crazed young housewife that she was on fire. Her cunt was drooling pussy cream in a steady, bubbling current, and her clit was vibrating so powerfully that it seemed to be smoldering from the friction. Her tits, still festooned with the biting, crushing clothespins Diane had clamped there, were swollen and red. Tanya wondered in a dazed, confused way if she was about to spontaneously combust, if this was how people felt before they went up in flames.
She had been pushed toward a devastating first orgasm, far past the point of no return, and now she'd been abandoned. Her body was on fire, and it was driving her out of her mind.
And then Diane started pissing in her face.
Tanya screamed and tried to turn her head, but Diane clamped her thighs tightly around her ears, and Susan helped her by grabbing a handful of Tanya's hair and yanking it until the girl stopped struggling. Both of them watched with wild-eyed excitement as Diane soaked Tanya's pretty face with burning, stinking piss.
"Drink it up," Susan ordered, puffing her tiny bikini bottom down and scratching her long, false fingernails over the blood-filled lips of her cunt. "Open your mouth and swallow that piss down. Do it, you society slut! It's the only thing you're going to get to drink round here.
Tanya opened her mouth wide, not sure why she was doing so but afraid to disobey any order the sexy blonde gave her. Diane's piss filled her mouth in a stinking yellow torrent, choking her and spilling out over her lush, pink lips to coarse down over her cheeks and chin. Piss flowed up her nose, making her cough and snort and cry. Piss splattered into her eyes, burning her eyes until she had to clamp them tightly shut. Piss plastered her shiny black hair to her scalp and gathered in the hollow of her graceful throat and soaked every inch of her pretty face. Piss filled her mouth and poured down her throat.
"Oh my, pretty baby," Diane gasped, watching the beautiful girl as she struggled to drink her piss. "I'm so happy you're drinking my piss. I hope you love the way it tastes 'cause you're going to be drinking it a whole lot from now on."
Each gulp of Diane's piss almost brought the gorge rising in Tanya's throat. She could think of nothing more debasing, more disgusting than being forced to drink another woman's stinking, dirty piss. Just the idea that she was doing it made her want to die. But somehow every gulp she took made her body, shiver more wildly with lust. It was as though the two barbarous women had released something vile and sluttish inside her, something that Loved every debauchery they forced on her.
The instant Diane had squirted the last weak spurt of her piss onto Tanya's upturned face, Susan pushed her aside and swung up to take her place. For a moment, Tanya expected the beautiful, powerful blonde to start pissing, too. But then she smelled the heat from the woman's cunt and saw the way her pussy lips peeled back, swollen with blood, and she knew that she was being presented with another warm, wet cunt to eat.
The moment that Diane slid between Tanya's legs and lapped her tongue over her swollen cunt lips, Tanya raised her head and started munching Susan's pussy. Susan came even more easily and powerfully than Diane. She bathed Tanya's face in another wash of cunt cream, mashed her pussy back and forth until it seemed to Tanya that the smell and taste of cunt would be permanently ground into her face. Susan had taken her bikini bottom off, so there was nothing to sop up any of the pussy cream she was leaking. By the time she brought herself to another climax by rubbing her clit over Tanya's nose, the captive girl's face was a crusty mask of drying cunt juice.
At the same time, Diane was toying cruelly with Tanya's innocent pussy. Many times, she had brought the squirming, sex maddened girl to the brink of orgasm. Each time, she had stopped just before making the girl cum, had waited until the keen edge of the oncoming climax had subsided just enough for her to start eating her out again. Each stalled orgasm drove the sexy young housewife a little bit more insane. By the time Diane pulled away this time, Tanya wasn't even sure of her own name anymore, couldn't think of anything except the growing ball of desire that was filling up her overloaded body. She had been close enough to an orgasm to know what one would be like, and now she knew that if she didn't have one soon she was going to die.
She wasn't surprised when Susan pissed in her waiting face. She drank as much of the cruel, beautiful blonde's piss as she could and let the rest flow over her face and tits. She didn't mind the two women's laughter and taunting. They had beaten her, broken her, and there was no point in crying over that now.
When Susan slid between her widespread legs next to Diane, Tanya was certain the two women were going to finally make he cum, and for a few moments, as they licked and bit and kissed her pussy, she loved them both. Then, at the moment when her first orgasm was beginning to thunder through her quivering body, they got up and left her.
"You haven't earned it yet," Susan barked, putting her arms around Diane and giving her a deep, wet kiss.
"That's right, pretty doll," Diane added, sliding down to kiss Susan's lush tits, her finely muscled stomach, the thin blonde bush of her cunt. "You just lay there and watch and wish you were one of us."
"And beg," Susan finished, groaning with pleasure as Diane's mouth found her cunt. "Beg us to make you cum, and we might even do you the favor."
It was horrible, shameful, worse than having to suck pussies or having clothespins put on her tits or being forced to drink piss. It was admitting that she was as perverted and sluttish as the two horrible women who had captured her. None of that mattered at all to Tanya anymore.
As her two beautiful, sexy owners made love to each other, Tanya begged them to make her cum.
Chapter Five
"I'm burning up!" Tanya cried, her svelte young body arching up off the bed as she struggled against the handcuffs that locked her spread-eagled atop it. "Please, I can't stand it anymore. Please do something to me. Please! I'II do anything you want-only please let me cum!"
She had been begging Susan and Diane for an hour now, writhing with frustrated Iust as she watched the two beautiful women make Love. Susan and Diane had been locked in their torrid sixty-nine for twenty minutes, eating each other out and squirming wetly against each other.
Tanya could see their sexy bodies twisting together, could hear the squishing of their lust-drenched cunts, could even smell the heavy odor of hot pussy. But she couldn't feel a thing.
She had no idea how long she'd been chained to the bed, heaving and trembling with passion as she watched the sex show her neighbors were staging for her. It seemed like an eternity. Thoughts of her mother and husband, of everything in her life except the need to cum, were fading from her mind. AII that was left was the fiery need of her cunt.
"Please make me cum!" she wailed, thrashing her head from side to side, curtaining her pretty face with her long, black hair. "I'II be a slut for you forever! I'II Lick your pussies anytime you want!"
"Will you be our little doll?" Susan asked, pulling her juice-soaked face from Diane's swampy cunt. "Will you be our pretty little bitch from now on?"
Tanya thought she heard a door open and shut.
"I'II be your pretty little bitch forever," she cried. A tiny part of her mind was outraged by what she was saying, but that part of her was lost behind a hazy fog bank of carnal desire. "I'II be your special little dolly. You can play with me anytime you want to. Just please play with me now!"
"Well, I'II be damned!" a coarse, male voice said. "You did bring her over. What the hell you doing, giving her lessons?"
"Double fucking shit!" another male voice chimed in. "Look at her, Robert. She's a fucking beauty queen. I knew she was a pretty little bitch, but look at her. She's . . . she's ... "Perfect," the first man finished.
Tanya looked up to see them, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Perfect face, perfect body. Perfect for fucking. Perfect for training. Perfect for a slave." "Noooooo!" Tanya shrieked, her eyes wide with fear, her creamy skin pale and covered with goose bumps. Even the overpowering lust that had ruled her body diminished somewhat at the sight of the two big, mean men. "Nooooo! You've got to let me go! You're not going to fuck me!"
"We got her all warmed up for you guys," Susan said, then she moaned with passion as Diane flicked her tongue over her distended cit. "Don't listen to that shit she's talking now. Show her your big cocks and she'll start singing a different tune. She's never popped her racks in her whole life, and she's right on the edge. Make her beg a little."
Robert and Harry came toward her, and Tanya jerked wildly at the handcuffs that held her to the bed as the two men drew closer. Robert was Susan's husband, and he had a body to match the big blonde's. He was tanned almost bronze and rippled with muscles. His biceps were almost twice the size of Tanya's thighs. Harry was even bigger than Robert, a giant of a man who looked like a lumberjack. They both stripped off their clothing as they stalked toward the helpless, sexy housewife. The 'sight of Robert's rippling muscles made the captive girl tremble. Harry's hulking, hairy body brought a tiny sob from her lips.
"Please," she whispered as the two men stepped up to the bed. "Your wives grabbed me, tied me up, made me do all kinds of terrible things. There's something terribly wrong with them. But l won't tell. I swear l won't tell-if you'II just let me go."
"What kind of terrible things did they make you do?" Harry asked, then winked at Robert.
Both men were standing in just their underwear now, and Tanya could see the outlines of their hardened cocks.
"Yeah, tell us," Robert agreed, pulling down his jockey shorts. "Tell us every single thing."
Robert's cock sprang free of his tight underwear, and Tanya almost screamed at her first sight of it. John's cock was large, too large for her tiny cunt, really, but this cock was a real monster. The cock stalk was as thick as her wrist.
The bulging cock head was at least as big as her fist. It was half covered with milky fuck lube that was dripping from its big piss slit. Tanya couldn't believe that Susan let her husband fuck her with that gargantuan prick.
"They tied me to the clothesline," Tanya murmured, her gaze trapped by Robert's mammoth cock, her breath catching in her chest. "Susan picked me up by my. . . my breast sand threw me across the yard. It hurt so bad."
Harry pulled down his shorts and Tanya screamed. She had thought Robert's cock an impossibility. Harry's cock defied imagination. It bobbed up and down like a flagpole in a strong wind, sprouting from a forest of jet black cock hair and ending in a massive Iube-dripping, blood-red cock head. Robert's cock had made John's look like that of a baby; Harry's colossal cock made Robert's look like that of a child.
"They tied my arms and my legs and then they lay down beside me." Tanya's breath was whistling now. The fire inside her cunt was starting to build again. "They took turns. French kissing me. They touched my... my vagina. They tried to make me orgasm, but l wouldn't let them!"
"You little lying bitch," Diane said with a giggle, raising her face away from Susan's cunt. "If your hands hadn't been tied, you'd still be out there finger-fucking your nasty little pussy."
Robert and Harry were standing on either side of the bed now, holding their immense, dripping cocks over Tanya's face. She stared up at them, unable to look away. She felt completely degraded. She was nothing but a dirty, piggish slut, a piece of cock-craving white trash like the two women who had brought her here. She had never wanted a cock before in her life, but now her whole body screamed for one brush of either of the two pussy-ruining cocks above her. Fuck lube dribbled onto her pretty face, and it was all she could do to keep from trying to lick it up.
"They... they brought me in here." Now it was hard for her to even speak. Tears began to course down her pale cheeks. "They made me... made me lick them. And they peed in my face. And they licked me, too. But..."
She couldn't tear her gaze away from those monstrous, hideous, beautiful cocks. Fuck lube dripped down on her face in a steady patter, and every sizzling drop of the cock cream turned her on a little more.
"But what?" Harry asked, as though this was some normal conversation he was only mildly interested in.
Tanya realized vaguely that she was losing her mind. They were going to tear her apart when they fucked her, hurt her and perhaps even injure her permanently. So she must be insane if she wanted their cocks so bad that her body ached with need.
"But what?" Susan asked, the sound of her voice triumphant. "But what, pretty Iittle bitch?"
Tanya's ass came up off the bed, and her hips twisted and bucked a foot above the sheets. Pussy juice drooled from her pretty pink cunt. Her pussy lips fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. The muscles in her stomach roiled out of controI. Her nipples stiffened so much that the clothespins popped off. Spit ran from the corners of her mouth, and the aroused girl realized with a finaI, heartbreaking feeling of degradation that she was actually drooling for cock.
"But they wouldn't let me cum!" she screamed at last, thrashing wildly. "They Licked me and licked me, and it felt soooo gooood! But they wouldn't let me cum! They wouldn't let me cum! Please make me cum!"
Diane and Susan had come over to the bed, and they were watching Tanya with eager, glittering eyes as the girl begged to be fucked. They knew what their husbands giant pricks were going to do to the naive young woman, and they wanted to watch every second of it. They had hurt and pleasured the society bitch at the same time earlier, but their best efforts would be nothing compared to what their husbands were about to do.
"Your idea, Robert," Harry said, his voice tight with passion. "You get first shot."
"Yesssssss!" Tanya hissed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Kill me with your giant cock! I'm nothing but a whore, a dirty, filthy slut! Kill me, fuck me, just make me cum!"
"Sure thing," Robert said with a laugh, then nodded to the chains that held the girl's feet in place. "Undo those. I want the pretty little whore to fuck me back."
Susan and Diane had barely unfastened the cuffs around Tanya's ankles when the big man slid between her thighs. He drove the breath from Tanya's lungs when his muscular body crushed down atop hers, brought a scream from her lips when he clamped his big, strong hands around her tits. Then he fucked his gargantuan cock inside her and Tanya lost her mind.
At first it seemed that his cock couldn't penetrate her tiny pussy. The big cock head plugged the dainty mouth of her cunt and Tanya groaned with pain at the unbearable pressure he put behind his giant fucker. She tried to pull herself toward the head of the bed by the chains that bound her arms, tried to squeeze her thighs together to block his hammering powerful hips.
He just grabbed her behind her knees and rolled her up until her thighs were brushing her cheeks, and he wedged his cock deeper inside her pussy.
"Noooooo!" she screamed, squirming helplessly beneath his heavy, muscular body. Her blue eyes were ablaze with agony. "Nooooo! This isn't what l wanted. This isn't what l wanted!"
"It's what you got though, dolI," Susan answered, bending down close so that she could see her husband's huge cock head slowly bury itself between the writhing girl's stretched cunt lips. "Don't you worry your pretty little self. This big cock is going to make you cum just. fine."
Tanya's cunt lips were stretching around the monstrous girth of Robert's cock. She spread her legs as wide as she could, tried desperately to relax her muscles against the terrible impalement, but nothing helped. She was being skewered like some pretty, captive butterfly.
Harry knelt on the side of the bed and flopped his huge, dripping cock against the gasping beauty's face.
Tanya cringed, trying to escape the huge prick, but Harry just laughed and slapped her face repeatedly with his giant cock. Slippery precum slopped against her lips and chin and Tanya turned her head to one side, sickened at the feel of his horrible cock. She was being fucked to death on one freakish cock and having another slapped and rubbed against her face. Tanya knew she was in hell now. Her life could never be the same after this.
"Open your mouth, dolly," Diane coaxed, Leaning down beside Tanya and taking hold of her husband's cock. She smeared the leaking prick head over the chained beauty's tightly clamped lips, bounced the meaty prick stalk against the bridge of the girl's elegant nose. "Harry wants you to give him a blow-job. Come on, it's just like licking a cunt, only even more fun."
"Please . . . " Tanya mewled, not even sure anymore what it was she was begging for. She looked up at the cruel woman with a pitiful, beaten expression, but there was no mercy to be found there. "Please. . ."
Diane took the opportunity to plunge the head of her husband's cock between the pleading girl's parted lips. Tanya tried to shut her mouth again, but it was a hopeless battle. In an instant her jaw was wedged to the breaking point by the head of Harry's mammoth prick. Cock cream dribbled onto her tongue and Tanya swallowed it without complaint. She tightened her lips the best she could just behind the flanged cock head and washed her tongue over the mouth-clogging cock knob.
The head of Robert's cock popped inside her pussy an instant after Harry's cock bulled its way between her lips. Tanya groaned with the pain, feeling as though a log had been wedged inside her body. But Robert grinned with the erotic sensations of having the girl's slippery, tight pussy gripping his prick.
He leaned forward on her thighs and fucked the rest of his big cock into her cunt. It was like nothing Tanya had ever felt before. Robert's cock filled her up, stretched her, touched spots inside her cunt that had never been touched before. Every fold in her tiny cunt was straightened, every nook and cranny filled with hot, hard cock meat. Her clit was crushed, her cunt lips pulled inside her pussy. His balls slapped against her ass, and she realized vaguely that his whole huge cock lance was inside her. She giggled around her mouthful of Harry's cock at the thought.
Then Robert pulled back and fucked into her again.
Tanya tore her mouth off Harry's cock, screaming with the feelings Robert's giant cock caused her. Diane contented herself with rubbing Harry's spit-slicked, Iube-dripping cock over the girl's pretty, pale face. She didn't want to miss one scream of anguish.
"Fuck her!" Susan hissed, Leaning in to maul Tanya's tits while her husband destroyed the girl's cunt. "Harder, honey! Puck her to death! Show her what fucking is all about!"
Tanya wailed like a lost soul as Robert thrust his cock inside her. Her cunt felt stretched beyond endurance, pounded to mush. Every plunge of his cock into her battered cunt made a wet, farting sound. Tanya thought crazily that it might be the sound of her life being fucked out of her.
"She's so fucking tight," Robert groaned; pushing on the backs of her thighs until the tendons almost ripped. "She's going to make me shoot. What the fuck is she, a virgin?"
"Just a tight-assed little society slut," Diane said as she smeared her husband's slippery cock over the girl's pale face. "That's all you are, right baby doll? Don't worry, these two guys will loosen you up real quick."
Robert began to fuck her faster, slamming his cock into her overloaded pussy until Tanya slid up over the bed with every punishing impact. Her head banged against the wall and still he fucked her, each shattering fuck lunge more powerful than the last. Tanya's shackled arms were stretched past the point of endurance. Every inch of her svelte young body felt bruised and battered.
"Dirty whore!" Robert screamed, and he let loose her long, tapering legs and began to pound his fists into the perfectly rounded cheeks of her ass. "Dirty, pretty whore! You're making me cum, you lousy bitch! You're making me cream your slimy little cunt!"
Tanya screamed at the first scalding wash of jism inside her. The salty cum burned into her torn pussy, sizzled throughout the length of her raw cunt channel. Robert's fuck strokes became erratic as he blasted his cum inside her, and he smashed her head and shoulders into the wall.
Diane slapped Harry's cock against Tanya's face and Susan tore at Tanya's engorged nipples, and all the while Robert was pounding her ass with his fists and her pussy with his cum spurting cock.
It was far too much for the naive young girl to take.
"Fuck on it!" Susan shrieked, tearing the last of the clothespins from Tanya's heaving tits and slapping the silky tit mounds with all the power in her muscular arms. "Fuck on that sweet jism, dolly bitch! Fuck on it real good!"
Chapter Six
Tanya whimpered like a punished child. She threw herself from side to side, trying to escape the punishment that was coming at her from every side. For some reason, her cunt had started flexing wildly around Robert's big, jizz spurting cock. Her thighs and ass were coated with slippery fuck fluids. Suddenly the taste of Harry's cock didn't seem so terrible, and she was flapping her tongue out of her mouth trying to catch a taste of his greasy fuck Iube.
Tanya felt a new wave of shame wash over her. She had become such a slut that even this was turning her on.
"Take this, you pretty little slut!" Robert growled, pulling his still- fountaining cock out of her pussy. "Take this right up your ass, you high-class piece of ass!"
Tanya's svelte, sexy body went rigid with the first thundering thrust of Robert's gigantic cock up her tiny shitter. His cock was slippery with jism and cunt cream, but that didn't stop the wrenching pain that tore through every inch of the helpless girl's squirming body. He fucked his cock into her virgin shitter in one mighty, savage lunge, and Tanya's body froze beneath him. She felt a pulse of burning jism shoot up her asshole until it seemed to reach her stomach. Nothing seemed impossible anymore.
"Whoooeeee, you weren't expecting that, were you dolly?" Diane crowed as she smeared her husband's cock over Tanya's face. "Bet that big prick's just tearing you up! Shit, by the time we're done with you, that little shitter'll feel like a second cunt."
Robert pulled his cock out of her asshole and motioned Harry back to take his place. Tanya didn't even notice that he'd pulled his cock out of her. It still felt as though a huge cock was inside her ass. The girl trembled uncontrollably, sweat sparkling on her lean, Iithe body. The sheets were soaked with her sweat, and more poured off her sleek frame as she shuddered from the pain and exertion of having Robert's gigantic cock shoved in both her cunt and asshole.
"Shit," Harry said with a small sigh of disappointment. "You loosened her up a little. Now she might not even tear when l slide the big guy home.
"HelI," Robert gasped, trying to get his breath back after the wild fuck. Susan was already pulling on his cock, rubbing her sexy body against him to get him ready for more fucking. "You better be glad she is loose. You still might not get that donkey dick inside her."
"Oh, I'II get it inside all right," Harry said, his eyes glistening as he stared down at the beautiful young housewife's sexy, trembling body. "One way or another, I'II get it inside."
Tanya groaned with pain at the first jab of Harry's cock against her battered cunt Iips. She raised her head to look at him and squealed when she saw the size of the cock he had lined up with the mouth of her tiny pussy. For the first time, she realized that Harry had taken Robert's place, that the cock that was going to fuck her now was even more enormous than the one that had just plundered her pussy.
"This is going to feel so great!" Diane whispered, and then she began to kiss and Lick her way across Tanya's fevered face. "I can still remember how l felt the first time Harry stuck that big fucker in me. I thought l was going to die."
Tanya was certain she was going to die as Harry leaned forward on his gigantic cock and slammed his hips forward. His cock was slicked with her spit and her cunt was a sloppy mess from all the sucking and feeling it had already taken. But even so, it was a tremendous effort for the giant man to fuck the fat head of his cock inside her pussy. Tanya felt something give way inside her as the bulging cock head popped in, and then she had to try to brace herself for the foot of hard cock that was going to follow.
She grunted as Harry fucked the cock meat inside her. Then she gasped when he pulled it back out.
The pain was even worse this time. Every punishing thrust of Harry's cock inside her made her squirm with agony. Even when he pulled out, Tanya writhed in pain, because his cock was so huge that it pulled her pussy flesh back with it. Her clit felt smashed and broken, and she was sure she was bleeding inside.
The most terrible thing of all was that she was getting hot again. Her cunt was pouring pussy cream around the savage battering ram of Harry's cock. Her cunt was clinging to his prick like a glove, was spasming with every savage thrust inside her. Her perfect, silky tits were swollen and her nipples were as stiff as pokers, and when Diane rubbed her hands over them, Tanya arched up off the bed to meet the caress. Diane slapped her tongue across Tanya's parted lips and the muddled beauty thrust out her tongue too, drew her captor into a deep, wet kiss.
She groaned with disappointment when Diane drew away.
"You love it, pretty girl," Diane taunted, squeezing Tanya's pointy tits. "You're getting ready to cum again, and this time we might even let you do it."
Tanya burned with shame, but she was helpless to stop the wild, sexual impulses flaring though her abused young body. Harry was stabbing her harder and harder with his cock, devastating her pussy as he drove her relentlessly toward a climax. Her cunt was wriggling and twisting wildly around his impaling cock, her clit buzzing harder with each crushing lunge he made across it. The bed was soaked with cunt cream, and her ass cheeks were painted with a shiny veneer of sex juices.
Robert appeared beside her, his cock long and hard and dripping once more. Before she knew what was happening, he straddled her stomach and laid his long, pulsing cock in the silky valley between the lush, pointy tits. An instant later, Susan was straddling Tanya's face, reaching down to push the captive beauty's tits together around her husband's monstrous prick.
Then she settled down on Tanya's face, smothering the girl under a wet blanket of drooling pussy. Tanya cried out a like a lost souI, unable to stand any more of the depravity her captors were forcing on her.
Robert had started flicking his big cock through the valley of her tits, and Susan was smashing her tit flesh into a single tight ball around his pistoning prick. At the same time, the big sexy blonde was smearing her swampy cunt all over Tanya's face, drowning the girl in a lake of stinking pussy cream. Tanya's whole body was being used for sex.
Without warning, Harry pulled his cock from her grasping, dripping, hungry cunt.
Without missing a beat, he plunged his prick up-her ass. Tanya screamed into the swampy gash Susan was dragging over her face, heaved her body up against the grip of the chains and the three bodies flicking atop her. Harry's cock stretched her ass chute wider than it ever should have been stretched, made her stomach cramp with a string of blinding spasms.
Tanya felt paralyzed, numb except for the yearning in her pussy and the terrible agony in her ass. For an instant, it was as though she were floating outside her body, Looking down in shock at a beautiful young woman being fucked up the ass and between her tits while a woman sat on her face. And then Diane slammed her fist up Tanya's cunt.
Tanya didn't know what she was feeling anymore, couldn't separate pain from pleasure. Everything she felt was so intense. Her entire lower body felt as though it was being fucked by one gigantic prick that only slammed in and never had to pull back out. Diane and Harry were in perfect rhythm so that one of them was always smashing into her as the other pulled out, and Tanya's tender, sexy body shook under the constant barrage of blows. Her tits felt Iike another cunt as Robert fucked his cock between them and Susan dug her fingernails into their silky flesh. And now, somehow, Tanya found the energy to thrust her tongue into the marshy depths of Susan's cunt.
Tanya was cumming. Her body rattled with the explosion of her climax.
Harry set her raw ass chute on fire with his blasting jism, and that only added fuel to her orgasm. Diane angled her arm so she could fuck it into her cunt almost all the way to her elbow, and that only made Tanya jerk and buck more savagely. Susan flooded her face with cunt cream and then pulled up off her just in time for Robert to slap her gasping, pale face with ropy globs of cum, and she screamed for more. It was her first orgasm, and it was driving her mad.
One by one each of Tanya's four new masters fell away from her, and still the orgasm peaked and crested inside the girl's sexy, squirming body. She rubbed her satiny thighs together, rubbing her pussy juice and the cum of the two men into a frothy lather between her legs. She bucked off the bed and slammed back into it with bangs that almost drove the bed through the floor. She licked her lips to collect all the cunt and cock cream she could reach, then drooled for more.
Her captors watched her, almost awed at the elemental display of unbridled fuck Lust.
The beautiful, doll-like young woman was thrashing and wriggling like a maniac, frothing at both mouth and cunt. Even her fucked-out shitter flexed in and out as though it was trying to draw a new cock inside. Her face and tits were smeared with jism, her cunt and asshole were sticky battle zones. Her whole body reeked of cock and pussy and piss and cum.
Her innocence had been destroyed, her body tamed and her will broken. AII that was left was a wild, sexual animal.
Finally, Robert turned to his wife. "What's for dinner?"
"Ask the new maid," Susan answered with a grin, nodding at the delirious housewife. "She's the one fixing it."
"I hope she's going to wash her hands first," Diane said.
They all laughed while Tanya squirmed and suffered.
Chapter Seven
They made her cook them spaghetti. Susan and Diane wouldn't let her clean up, but they did give her some clothes. The outfit they made her put on was shameful, worse than being naked. But by now, Tanya knew that the whole point was to shame her as much as the could. They had given her a red bikini even smaller than the ones the two of them had worn earlier. They had taken her sandals from her and replaced them with six-inch spikes that bent Tanya's feet cruelly, made standing a fiendish torture. Then they had chained her, putting a collar around her slender throat and hooking it with a leash, then fastening a length of chain between her legs that connected just above her ankles and stretched no more than six inches. As a final touch, for no reason Tanya could see other than perhaps adornment, they had looped a half dozen thin gold chains around her tiny waist.
Then the women had made her cook dinner. She went through her paces like a zombie, unable to think of anything except, her degradation.
She had acted like a slut, begged men and women alike to use her body in any way they wanted, climaxed with cocks up her ass and between her tits, a fist up her cunt and a cunt on her mouth. She was what her mother would call a floozy. She wasn't even worthy of her husband, much less the family she'd been born into. The only place for her now was here, among these trashy people.
Tanya wondered if Susan and the others would keep her. The idea filled her with despair, but she couldn't think of where else she could go. Escape seemed impossible. She could never go back to her old life after what had happened today.
When she walked out in front of the men, they whooped and hollered. Harry pinched her high on the inside of her right thigh as she opened his can of beer and set it down beside him. Robert wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him so he could bite her tender, quivering stomach. She almost dropped his beer while he was biting her, and she trembled to think about what he would have done to her if she had spilled beer on him. They were all so violent, and she was helpless before them.
When she went back into the kitchen to get the spaghetti, she noticed that Susan and Diane had already polished off several cans of the beer.
She picked up the spaghetti in one hand and the sauce in the other, balancing the bread precariously in the crook of one arm.
It was as she was turning toward the door that Diane and Susan came back in the kitchen. Tanya stopped short, wobbled on her high heels and almost dropped the spaghetti. When she regained her balance, she noticed that both the girls had mixed drinks in their hands now, and her level of terror and anticipation grew.
"Doesn't the little princess look good this way?" Susan asked in a mocking, Iittle-girl voice. "Why, it might make you think that the little china doll did some real work sometime."
"Wouldn't she look sexy in one of than tight little waitress uniforms they wear down at the doughnut shop?" Diane asked, her voice husky with lust and alcohol. "Imagine the little society girl hustling fast food!"
Tanya groaned, the muscles in her beautifully tapering legs aching from the effort of walking on the sharp-spiked heels. She wavered back and forth, trying to concentrate on balancing the three trays in her arms. She didn't want to think about the degrading things Susan and Diane were saying to humiliate her, but it was impossible to ignore them. Their words made her want to die, but she also felt an unwelcome tickling in her cunt. Tanya felt more defiled yet as she realized that just their mockery could turn her on.
She uttered a despairing moan.
"Are you getting hot?" Susan asked with an evil gleam in her eyes, taking a step closer to Tanya. "Is the prissy little pussy catching on fire again? Here, china doll, let me cool that poor, hot pussy down a little."
Before Tanya knew what was happening, Susan had dipped the ice cubes from he drink and shoved her hand under the tight waistband of Tanya's tiny bikini bottom. She worked the two big cubes between the slippery lips of Tanya's cunt, cramming them as far inside the girl as her fingers would reach. A moment later, Laughing as if she thought it was the funniest thing in the world, Diane shoved her ice cubes up after them, then poured her drink over the disheveled beauty's head for good measure.
The cold went through Tanya's body in waves, carrying with it a shivery ache that made it nearly impossible for the girl to stay on her feet. Her cunt didn't go numb with the cold as she had thought it might. Instead, it hurt, and the pain get worse with each passing instant.
"Look at her tremble," Susan said, and there was an almost dreamy expression on her crueI, beautiful face. "Look at those pretty goose bumps. Her skin is so creamy. She's got such a beautiful body."
Tanya tried to picture herself as the bitter cold from the ice cubes made her battered body tremble. Her face was still smeared with dried jism and pussy cream, her neck was already landscaped with bruises from Diane and Susan's biting, and the valley between her tits was crusty from Robert's second orgasm. Her supple, sensuous body was draped in chains, she was wearing a whorish bikini, a collar and six-inch high heels.
"WelI, get out there, bitch, and dish up some food!" Susan pinched one of Tanya's nipples through the almost transparent cover of her bikini top. "Now that you've used our ice cubes, we're going to have to get some more."
Cramps gripped her frozen pussy as she walked out of the kitchen. She buckled to one side, almost spilling the three trays of food. Her cunt wrenched at the ice cubes, contracting in a desperate effort to expel the agonizing objects. Her cunt was getting soaked with ice water now that the cubes had started to melt, and Tanya trembled with shame as well as cold as the freezing water began to flow down her trembling inner thighs. The crotch of her bikini would be soaked, as if she had pissed on herself.
"Well, here comes the whore," Harry boomed out as she brought the food toward them. "Move that lazy ass, sexy. I'm hungry as shit!"
Tanya put the dishes onto the table and started forking out Harry's spaghetti. She had to stand between the two men as she filled their plates, and both of them grabbed at her sultry young body.
Harry covered one whole cheek of her ass with one of his giant hands and squeezed until he almost lifted her off her feet. Robert pinched the pretty girl again and again, making a trail up one creamy flank and not veering toward the center of her body until he reached the outer curve of one firm young tit.
Tanya shook and squirmed, trying to seal off from her mind the sensations from the men's probing hands and the melting ice cubes. Already tremors of lust were tickling through her stomach. What had she become, that she could be turned on so easily?
"Perfect ass," Harry said as she finished filling his plate. He spoke like a man would of a horse he was considering buying. "She's a beautiful bitch, but it's the ass that really sells it. She's got the most perfect ass I've ever seen."
"Good long legs, too," Robert added, slapping the front of one silky thigh and watching the jiggle of her creamy flesh as the blow shook through it. "Tits are just a little small to be a ten, but the nipples are great. And they stand up like bullets."
Tanya moaned and twisted, almost dropping Robert's plate. The ice cubes in her cunt sent shockwaves through her body, but it was the degrading, dehumanizing way the men talked about her that was turning her on the most.
For same reason, the more they humiliated her, the more they treated her like a piece of meat, a worthless sex toy to be used for their amusement, the more turned on she got. It was hideous, so terrible that Tanya wished she was dead-but every filthy, degrading thing they said about her was making her a little bit hotter.
"I think you're full of shit though," Robert said at last, and he reached up and pinched the pretty, aroused girl on her cheek. "It's the face that sells it. A Iot of bitches have good bodies, but it's not every day that you rope in one with a face like this. That cute little mouth, those big blue eyes. She looked fucking wonderful with your cock sticking in her pretty face."
Tanya stepped uncertainly around Robert, pulling free of their hands. She took two shaky steps toward Diane's plate, then had to stop as a quake of pure lust shook through her heated body. She clamped her thighs tightly together and put her hand on the table to balance herself.
The ice cubes were melting fast now as her cunt began to steam, and the crotch of her bikini bottom was drenched with ice water and pussy cream. It ran down her legs in fast-moving streams. Slowly, carefully, she picked up Diane's plate and started to fill it with spaghetti.
"Hey, what the fuck is this?" Robert shouted from behind her, and Tanya cringed Iike a whipped dog at the sound of his loud voice. "Look at that cunt! She's dripping like a rusty pipe!"
"Her cunt's hungry," Harry said, then nodded at Robert's plate. "You ought to give it something to eat."
Tanya watched him pick up the big steaming meatball as she spooned sauce onto the spaghetti she'd heaped on Diane's plate. She tried to find the right words to beg him not to put the big, hot chunk of meat inside her, but she was too timid to speak. She remained silent as he slipped his band beneath her tight bikini bottom and pushed the burning meatball up inside her pussy.
Tanya started screaming and jerking as the fiery heat of the meatball clashed with the freezing cold of the melting ice cubes. Diane's plate started to slip from her fingers and she grabbed at it, trying to regain her balance and her hold onto the slippery plate.
Another orgasm tore through her cunt, and her legs failed her. As she fell, Tanya tried to grab the plate in midair, but it was no use. She fell hard on the dirty floor and the plate Ianded face down just inches from her head. She heard the wet slap of spaghetti and sauce against the floor and cried with frustration. She'd tried so hard to do exactly what they wanted, not give them any excuse to torture her.
The thought of punishment made her treacherous cunt squirm and wriggle. She moaned and twisted languidly as the meatball and ice cubes filled her pussy with clashing waves of hot and cold. Her cunt flexed so powerfully that the ice cubes melted to nothing and the meatball was smashed into a pancake, but the forces they had set to work inside her sultry young body kept right on building.
"You clumsy, worthless cunt!" Diane screamed, she and Susan bursting from the kitchen as though they had been waiting for just such a moment. "You dropped my plate, you silly whore! You ruined my whole dinner!"
"There's so much more, there's still plenty." Tanya pressed her face against the filthy floor, not daring to look up at either of her beautiful female captors. "I'II get a clean plate, I'II clean up the mess. I'm sorry. I just . . . I just . . ."
"You'll just eat that mess, baby doll!" Diane growled, dropping to her knees beside Tanya and lifting the plate off the mess of spaghetti. "You can start by licking this plate clean."
Tanya sniveled, her eyes red and puffy and tears running down her cheeks. But she flicked her pretty pink tongue from her mouth and licked the cool plate. As she licked the glass, collecting bits of spaghetti and sauce, she rubbed her full, pointy tits into the rough floor and squirmed her drenched, velvety thighs against each other.
When she'd cleaned the plate, Diane pulled it away from her and plunged Tanya's face fully into the pile of spaghetti that was in front of her. Tanya opened her mouth and started eating, crying at the terrible depth of her degradation.
"Suck that spaghetti down!" Diane ordered, mashing Tanya's pretty face as hard as she could into the gooey mess of pasta. "Lick up that sticky sauce, pretty rich girl. You're a fucking worthless piece of shit. Can't fuck, can't suck, can't cook, can't even serve tables. What the fuck are you good for?"
Tanya whimpered as she slurped up the spilled spaghetti. She cried out in pain When Diane shoved her head hard enough to bang her face against the floor, choked when she got too big a mouthful of the dirty pasta stuck in her throat. Diane didn't stop pushing her head down until Tanya had sucked the last strand of spaghetti off the floor, Licked up the last trace of sauce. By then the broken housewife was stuffed with pasta.
"Now say you're sorry!" Diane demanded when the job was done, barking at Tanya before flashing a smile to the others.
They laughed at the cringing girl and made rude remarks about how she'd licked the floor clean.
"I'm sorry," Tanya sobbed, keeping her head down. "Please let me get you a clean plate. I'II do a good job, I promise."
"Clean plate, shit!" Diane growled. She yanked on Tanya's leash until the girl was back on her feet, then shoved her roughly back down on the table. "You dropped my plate, china doll, so now I'm going to eat off your sexy little bod."
Tanya quivered helplessly as Diane stripped off her tiny top and Susan tore her bottom in half.
"What a fucking good idea," Harry laughed. and he picked up his plate and threw his spaghetti in Tanya's pretty, pale face. "Diane, sometimes l think four years of marriage has Diane responded with a catty smile and emptied the whole vat of spaghetti out on Tanya's naked, sexy body.
She spread the slimy spaghetti all over Tanya's body. She put most of it on the flat, quivering plain of the girl's stomach and over the heaving, pointed mounds of her tits, but she also stuffed some into the girl's open mouth and trailed it over her cheeks, across her forehead and through her hair. She drew it down the girl's slender arms and shapely legs, and she even stuffed some up the marshy hole of the girl's cunt.
Susan poured on the sauce next, covering the cushion of spaghetti with steaming red sauce. She capped each of Tanya's tits with a meatball, stuck a big meatball between her teeth like an apple in the mouth of a pig, then settled another in the shallow cup of the girl's navel and stuffed two more up the crevice of her cunt.
After that, the men sprinkled on grated cheese and they all began to eat.
Tanya didn't know what to do. She was submerged beneath a solid coat of pasta, and four people were eating off her supple body. She squirmed, feeling so corrupted by what Diane and the others had done to her that she was on the verge of an orgasm. The spaghetti burned her skin, made her feel hot and sticky. When one of her four captors pulled spaghetti off her it made her itch, tickled her as it slid off her sensitive skin.
She couldn't keep herself from squirming, couldn't hide her growing passion from the terrible foursome gathered around her.
"She's getting off," Susan said with a knowing smile. She leaned forward and plunged her tongue into the girl's sticky cunt, and rolled one of the meatballs into her mouth.
"The little wasp princess must have at least a touch of Italian in her."
"More like a touch of gutter slut," Robert replied, dropping his fork and leaning down over the girl to eat the spaghetti with his mouth. "This sure makes the spaghetti taste good, though."
Tanya squealed as Susan pulled the other meatball from her cunt, arching up off the table in a spasm of lust. An orgasm crashed through her body, making her writhe and twist in the sea of saucy muck. It wasn't the kind of killing orgasm she had suffered earlier, but it was strong enough to make her whole body quake with lust, and all four of her cruel hosts Iaughed and called her names as the climax stormed its way through her. Harry leaned over her and kissed her fully on her mouth, pulling the meatball Susan had lodged between her teeth into his mouth and then using his tongue to push a clot of spaghetti down Tanya's throat. He kissed and slurped at her mouth until he'd cleaned it of pasta and sauce, then burped between her parted lips and raised up away from her.
A moment later, Harry flopped his fat, partially hard cock against her sauce-smeared face and Tanya whimpered with dismay.
Then Robert stood up and slapped his half hard cock against her face, too. Tanya didn't need an order to know what the two men wanted her to do, and she stuck her wet, pink tongue from her mouth and flicked it over the two giant cock heads. Diane and Susan were both gnawing on the meatball that was sitting in the cup of her navel, and her flat, downy tummy quaked with the work of their tongues and teeth against her flesh.
"Here, take this in your pretty mouth, rich bitch," Robert growled and shoved his big cock between her straining lips. "Let's see how many inches l can shove in your baby doll face."
Tanya's lips were spread grotesquely wide around the wrist-thick stalk of Robert's cock. His fat, dripping cock head filled her whole mouth. Tanya tried to clamp her lips tightly around his cock, stall its rush by running her tongue over the prick head, but it was no use. Robert surged forward and his gigantic cock slid into her throat.
Tanya gagged, but that didn't stop him. Her eyes bulged and her body shook and spit drooled from the corners of her lips, but that didn't give him pause. Tanya couldn't breathe. Her throat felt as though it was going to be torn open, and her head was swimming, but she knew none of that mattered. Robert wanted to fuck her throat with his mammoth cock. And what he wanted, he was going to have.
Inch after inch of wrist-thick cock slid past the tightly drawn band of the pretty girl's Iips. Inch after inch of choking prick meat bulled its way down her helplessly gagging throat. While Robert fucked her throat with his cock, Harry was dragging his prick all over Tanya's face. He poked her satiny cheeks with his giant, dripping cock head. He slapped the bridge of her nose and smeared his sticky fuck lube on her fluttering eyelids. He crisscrossed the girl's pretty face with fresh lines of cock lube, waiting his turn to drive his giant cock down her tight, wet throat.
"Look at her," Susan said with a short, cruel laugh. She licked the last drop of sauce out of the girl's naveI, then crawled up onto the table beside her. "Her throat's swollen with cock. You can see Robert's cock head right through her throat."
Tanya could believe it. She felt as though her throat was being scoured by the monster cock, as though some huge drill was widening the tunnel of her constricting gullet. The fat head of Robert's cock seemed to be buried fully in her chest now, dripping its burning pre-cum behind the shifting mounds of her tits.
Susan wrapped her long, muscular legs around Tanya's right thigh, drawing the girl's silky, spaghetti-stained leg tight against her cunt. Diane climbed up onto the table on the other side and wrapped her thighs around Tanya's other leg. Tanya groaned with shame and Iust as the two beautiful women rubbed their juicy cunts against her heated, silky flesh. Once again, all four of them were using her body at the same time. It was as though she was some kind of suck-and-fuck toy, with three holes, juicy tits and long legs to be used for any perversity the four of them could imagine. Tanya didn't think she could stand much more of this debauchery.
Robert pulled his cock out of her throat, and she could feel every ghastly inch as it pulled back through the bruised, clasping channel. She gulped desperately for air as the fat head of his cock popped free of her lips, but before she could catch more than a single breath, Harry had jerked her face toward his prick.
Tanya's jaw felt sprung as Harry's colossal cock head forced her mouth open. Her Iips stretched until they cracked, and her tongue was flattened against the bottom of her mouth. Then he nudged his hips forward and sent the whole big fucker down her throat. Tanya hadn't taken him in her throat when Diane had made her suck him earlier, hadn't imagined that such a thing could ever be possible. Now she was beginning to understand that anything was possible-as long as these evil people desired it. If it hurt her, ruined her, then that was just too bad.
Thinking about their savagery, their complete disregard for her, the young housewife began to get excited. Both Diane and Susan were rubbing their knees over the swollen lips of her cunt, and now she began to squirm back against them, flickers of renewed excitement fluttering through her body. They slammed their cunts against the girl's satiny Iegs, ground her into the table beneath their big, sexy bodies. Tanya writhed beneath them, urging her cunt back against them, thrilling to the slippery wetness of their cunts against her flesh.
Robert and Harry took turns with her mouth, first one and then the other fucking his gigantic cock down her unresisting throat. By slow degrees, Tanya began to crave the slick saltiness of their fuck lube on her tongue, and she cried with longing for the agonizing thickness of their cocks to fill her ravaged throat. She whipped her head from side to side, not needing to be pulled from one cock to the other.
When Robert brought her hands down from over her head, she wrapped them around the two huge pricks without hesitation. Tears still ran tracks down through the mix of spit and fuck slime and spaghetti that stained her pretty face, but her eyes had glazed over with lust.
"I'm such a whore," she gurgled as she slipped Robert's cock from her mouth and turned to take on Harry's. "I'm such a filthy slut!"
She pumped wildly on both the mammoth cocks she held, dragging one over her heated face as she slogged the other one between her lips. Her dainty hands couldn't circle either of the mighty shafts of prick meat, and together they put her whole face in shadow. She dragged her lips from one prick to the other as fast as she could, Iicking and kissing over the huge cock heads, even catching the men's giant, hairy balls and washing them clean in her mouth. Spit and fuck lube drooled from her mouth in a bubbling current until her lips and chin and cheeks were gleaming. The rest of her face was covered with silvery streaks of pre-cum.
"Look at the bitch!" Diane gasped, something like awe coloring her voice. "She's ours now! Her pretty round ass, her big pointy tits, her china doll face-it's all our personal property!"
Tanya heard the words, heard Diane sentence her to months, perhaps years of sexual torture and degradation, but it didn't matter. The feel of the two hot, dripping cunts rubbing on her thighs, the hard, round bones of their knees punching the mouth of her pussy, was driving her insane. Susan and Diane lowered their heads to her tits and bit and tongued her nipples, and Tanya screamed out her pleasure.
She was cumming.
Tanya bucked and wriggled until the table groaned under the fury of her passion. She dragged both huge cocks over her soiled cheeks in wide crazy circles, tried to stuff them both in her mouth at once and howled with frustration when she couldn't manage it. She clamped her legs together so powerfully that she trapped Diane and Susan against her, and then she smashed her cunt frantically over their captive thighs.
Harry and Robert started cumming at almost the same instant.
Tanya pumped on them until her dainty hands were blurs on their jism belching cocks. She pointed their big pricks down at her face and opened her mouth as wide as she could to catch their flying fuck cream.
The first huge rope of cum from Harry's cock stretched from one side of her mouth to the other, both ends congealing on her cheeks while the middle landed on her tongue. She sucked at the thick jism and pulled the end of the line into her mouth just as though it was another strand of spaghetti.
Robert's first blast of cum entered her mouth at an angle and filled her left cheek until it bulged with cock cream. She held it there while Harry gushed a second rope of jizz straight down her throat. Suddenly she wanted to smell cum, to have cum fill her up, and she touched the head of Robert's cock against one of her nostrils. The splash of jism burned like fire as it filled up her nose, but that didn't stop her from giving the other nostril the same treatment. While she did, her aim with Harry's cock faltered and he sprayed two pasty streams of cum over her eyes and forehead.
The jism burned Tanya's eyes, but she kept them open while she ran the cum-drooling heads of both cocks over her cheeks. She used the two pricks the way an artist would a paintbrush, decorating her face with lines and blotches of gooey cock cream. As their orgasms began to slow, she laid both cocks on her lips and sucked down the last of their jism with a wet, whistling sound. Then she licked both huge, meaty cocks clean.
"I'm a harlot," Tanya whined as she bucked and twisted on the table, one orgasm after another tearing through her supple, sweaty body. "I'm a bitch. A bitch dog! Oh, fuck me! I'm nothing but a dog!"
"She wants more," Susan said, punching the girl in the stomach to make the grip she had on her leg loosen. "I don't think you guys are up for it, either." -
"Shit on you," Harry said, then he winked at Robert. "Or more precisely, I guess, piss on her."
Robert giggled and both men started pissing. Tanya gagged when their piss poured into her mouth, splashed up her nose and into her eyes, streamed down her cheeks and soaked her pretty hair. But she didn't try to push them away. And she didn't close her mouth.
She did cum. Her thighs rubbed together and her body squirmed sinuously in the mucky mix of spaghetti and sweat and sex juice. One orgasm merged with another, each one more powerfuI, more devastating than the last. She drank their piss and choked on their piss and showered in their piss, and she climaxed helplessly, repeatedly.
AII she could smell or taste was piss and cum. AII she could think about was sex and pain and degradation.
She was still cumming when the men ran out of piss and stepped away.
"Okay, babydolI," Susan said, turning her nose up at the filthy muck the sex-maddened young beauty was wallowing in. "For your first meal, that was okay. Now all you have to do is clean up the table and the dishes. Wash with your tongue and dry with your hair-and we'll watch, to make sure you do a good job."
Robert scooped a leather belt off the floor. "I think she'll do just fine," he said with a blood-thirsty expression. "With the proper instruction."
Tanya saw the belt and wailed with lust, and slowly, painfully, started licking. They started beating her before her tongue touched the table, and kept beating her for what seemed like a very long time.
She never stopped cumming.
Chapter Eight
After Tanya had licked the table clean of spaghetti and fuck slime, Diane had hauled her into the bathroom and thrown her in the shower. When she came out, her svelte body glistening with water, Susan had marched her back into the bedroom and made her kneel at the foot of the giant waterbed.
She yanked Tanya's arms out as far as she could to either side of her and cuffed her wrists to the posts at the foot of the bed.
Tanya had moaned in anguish at the sharp bolts of pain that shot down her arms and through her shoulders, but no one had paid any attention. That night, Harry and Diane had slept over. Tanya was left chained at the foot of the bed and had to watch as Harry licked Susan and Robert licked Diane.
They taunted her as they fucked each other, and by the time the men spurted their cum deep inside the dripping cunts of the women, Tanya was squirming with fuck lust and crying with frustrated desire.
"We're going to sleep now, pretty china doll," Susan said to her just before she turned out the lights. "I want you licking and sucking our feet all night long. If one of us wakes up during the night and your sweet little mouth isn't working, something real bad might happen to you."
Tanya wanted to scream at the evil woman, and as the night wore on there were a dozen times when she wanted to stop licking and sucking at her captors smelly feet. She was too completely broken to their will. Only when the morning light broke through the heavily curtained windows and the radio alarm clock started blaring did she finally pull her aching tongue back into her mouth, Let her swollen lips fall shut.
Robert and Harry were both running late for work, but they paused long enough to take turns fucking Tanya's already-battered asshole. By the time Harry was finished filling her torn, bleeding ass-chute with his hot jism, Tanya was cumming again.
She hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours, and it had been twenty-four hours of constant sexual abuse, but somehow a cock ripping through her injured shitter was able to bring her back to life. She wept, realizing she was every bit the slut they said she was. Now Diane and Susan were readying her for some new obscenity. They set her down in a straight-backed chair, and before Tanya had fully settled down in it, Susan had yanked her arms behind her.
Susan tied her arms together from her elbows down to her wrists, making the Limber beauty squeal with agony. Then she looped the bottom of the rope around the low rung on the chair and yanked on it untiI Tanya's arms were pulled almost straight down the back of the chair.
Before the girl had recovered from that outrage, Diane had forced her legs up over the short arms of the chair. She and Susan pulled her feet to the back of the chair before Iooping rope around her ankles. Tanya whined like an injured mutt, pain shooting through her arms and legs and back in solid, needling waves.
Susan and Diane stopped back to look at the girl, and they smiled at each other.
Tanya's legs were spread so far open that the tendons along her inner thighs stood out like steel cords.
Her cunt was spread wide open and even the tiny, cum-dripping bud of her asshole seemed to be widened by the strain. The pull of the ropes made her back arch and her fulI, pointy tits press up and out as though she was offering them up to be sucked or squeezed.
Tanya groaned at the strain on her tender body, squirmed softly against the pull and bite of the ropes. She stared at the floor, not daring to look either of the girls in the face. She was a slave here, and slaves looked at their masters' feet, not their faces.
"You're such a pretty little slut," Diane said, stripping off her robe and revealing her big, voluptuous body. She stretched, showing off her big, round tits. "I think you're going to be a great little slave. You're trying really hard, aren't you?
"Yes," Tanya answered, her voice low and trembling. "I'm trying to be a good little slave. But it hurts so bad."
"Sorry, but that's the way it goes," Susan said, throwing off her robe, too.
When Tanya saw what she was wearing, she cried out in shame and fear.
"Slaves get hurt-it's part of the job. Hurt and licked raw. We need to get you ready for a little party, and we're going to have to hurt you some to do it. But we'll fuck you raw to keep your slutty little mind occupied, okay?"
Tanya had never seen a dildo before, but there was no mistaking the long, stiff spear of rubber that was waving back and forth in front of Susan's crotch. She had seen needle-nose pliers a thousand times, but they had never seemed so menacing as when Diane pulled them off the utility table and hefted them in her hand.
"Party?" Tanya quavered, her eyes wide with fright. "Please don't. Please, please don't!"
Susan walked up to her, reached out to stroke her silky, thrusting tits. Tanya could see that the huge dildo had thick rubber spikes up and down its hideous length. There was a smaller probe that curled back into Susan's cunt, and the sight of that second, tiny dildo filled Tanya with an even deeper dread. That meant that Susan would get pleasure from fucking the huge, spiked dildo into her. And that meant that her torture might go on for a very long time.
"We have to pluck you, dolly," Susan cooed as she ran her hands over the proud, satiny slopes of Tanya's tits, nudged the dildo against the spread lips of her cunt. "We have to pluck you like a pretty, baby bird. Get all that nasty hair off your pussy before the guys get here for the card game."
"Nooooo!" Tanya wailed, her voice robbed of conviction at the degrading idea of having her pussy plucked clean. She thought about the terrible pain the needle-nosed pliers would cause her as they tore out every hair around her cunt, the endless agony of having the spiked dildo fucked inside her, and her cunt began to Leak. "Nooooo, oh, please, no!"
"Yes, baby doll," Diane hissed, dropping a pillow on the floor and then dropping to her knees atop it. She locked the needle-nosed pliers around a thatch of Tanya's kinky black cunt hair. "Yes, we're going to snatch that pretty pussy bald."
Diane ripped out and Susan slammed in at the same horrible instant. Tanya jerked forward to try to relieve the terrible pain of her cunt hair being ripped out, then was slammed back by the plunge of the dildo inside her pussy. She screamed, writhed like a dying fish with the sudden, intense agony.
And then she was cumming.
It was so sudden, so unbelievable, that it caught the tortured young housewife completely by surprise. She twisted and bucked, her tender cunt lips sucking around the fat rubber stalk of the dildo as her cunt poured out a wave of sticky cream. Susan fucked the giant dildo into her pussy to the hilt, then ground her hips in a brutal circle, scraping the rubber spikes over Tanya's pussy lips, and the girl went wild. She threw herself from side to side, yanked on the ropes until they cut deeply into her tender flesh.
Susan pulled back, sliding inch after inch of the terrible dildo out of Tanya's wrenching cunt. Diane reached back in with the pliers and tore out another thick thatch of the bound housewife's cunt hair. Tanya moaned and writhed, her perfect ass cheeks trembling and flexing with the waves of overpowering lust that rocked her helpless body. Susan slammed back in again and Tanya squealed like a stuck pig, another orgasm exploding inside her.
"Do it, bitch!" Diane chanted, pulling out hunk after hunk of Tanya's kinky black cunt hair. "She's a real slut, all right. I've never seen a cunt go this wild this fast."
"She's a quick learner," Susan answered, her voice thick with lust as she plowed the giant dildo back and forth through Tanya's spasming cunt. "I'm going to make her cum ten times in ten minutes, Diane. I'm going to drive the silly society slut right into the sewer. Right where she belongs." Tanya screamed with agony and pleasure and shame, all of them seeming the same to her now, all of them seeming like just another way to cum. Her cunt convulsed with agony every time Diane yanked out a patch of her curly pussy hair. And she shrieked with agony every time Susan gored her with the huge, spiked dildo.
, , O But her clit was buzzing and her pussy juice flooded her cunt and dribbled in a steady stream down the crack of her shuddering ass and onto the seat of the chair. Her nipples were swelling under the constant stroking of Susan's hands and her body quaked with excitement at every dirty thing they said about her. There was nothing for her now except the hellish, wonderful crash of an orgasm through her enslaved body. It was the only thing that mattered to her anymore.
"Suck my tits, slave girl," Susan groaned, smashing her big tits into Tanya's face as she stabbed the diabolical dildo into her cunt. "I'm cumming, you silly little slut! You're making me cum!"
Tanya opened her mouth and sucked in first one of Susan's nipples and then the other. She was smothered by the huge flow of tit flesh, but she did her best to lick and suck every satiny inch of skin. Susan slammed into her harder and faster, grinding her hips in wide fierce circles to work the spiked cock deep inside Tanya's battered pussy. She closed her strong hands into tight fists around Tanya's upthrust tits, squeezing until the girl's satiny tit flesh bulged out between her fingers.
"Oh, yes!" Susan moaned, still fucking Tanya; still tearing at her tits while Tanya sucked hers in return. "I'm going to cum again! Oh you dirty little whore, you're making me cum again!"
Tanya squealed and writhed as Susan's hips beat into her faster and harder. Pain flared through her torn pussy. Her legs felt as though they were being pulled from her body as the big, strong girl slammed her back into the chair, made the muscles in her thighs stretch. Susan yanked her tits far apart and then slammed them together, jerked up on them and then pulled them down. Tanya screeched and babbled and howled as pain-drenched orgasms shattered her beautiful, captive body.
"She's all yours," Susan gasped, unhooking the belt of the dildo and leaving the cruel probe still lodged deep inside Tanya's swelling cunt. "Take her, quick!"
Tanya groaned with despair and lust as Diane tossed Susan the pliers and pulled the belt around her hips. She cried as Susan tore out another clump of her pussy hair and Diane started slamming the fake cock deep inside her pussy.
And she came, uncontrollably, each orgasm more painful, more hysterical than the Iast.
"Oh, that's it, bitch! Fuck me back!" Diane groaned, the five-inch dildo in her cunt rubbing over her clit as she stabbed ten inches of spiked rubber prick into Tanya's swollen, swampy pussy. "Swing those hips, pretty girl! Work that stinky cunt on my big cock! I'II bet we're better than any man you've ever had."
Tanya screamed that they were, begged Diane to keep fucking her. She couldn't Look away from her cunt, where Diane was fucking her with her giant fake cock and Susan tore away the last wisps of her curly cunt hair. Tanya hadn't seen her pussy bare since she was a child, but now her whole crotch was as naked as a baby's.
Susan was having to yank out her pussy hair one strand at a time now, finding tiny, random wisps to fit the pliers around. Tanya shrieked with the agony and humiliation of having her cunt hair plucked out, but each string of pain only added to her lust. She would look like a helpless little girl when they were through with her, a helpless slave.
She came again, wailing like a banshee as Susan plucked the last black hair from just to the right side of her pussy. Tanya looked down at the pale, bare flesh, and she came again with the depth of her debasement.
Diane unbuckled the belt and waved Susan to take her place. And before Tanya could catch her breath, the big blonde had buckled on the belt and was fucking her again.
"I'II get the outfit," Diane said, setting to her shaky feet and stumbling out of the room. "She's going to look so good tonight."
Susan untied the ropes that bound Tanya to the chair as she fucked her, but sex-drenched housewife was too weak with lust and exhaustion to take advantage of her freedom. Never missing a beat, Susan pulled Tanya's arms in front of her, retied them and pulled them over her broad shoulders. Then she stood up, digging her strong hands into the beautiful girl's perfect ass checks and picking her up off the chair.
Tanya wrapped her legs around Susan's lush ass and the big blonde carried her through the house, fucking her to one orgasm after another. When Diane brought out the outfit they were going to dress her in, Tanya cried out, but she kept cumming. And after Susan had climaxed again and Diane had taken her place, Tanya kept cumming while Susan put the horrid costume on her.
She came, and came and came, and Susan and Diane kept taking turns fucking her, one after another, through the whole long day. Tanya's cunt grew sore and inflamed, but they kept fucking her. She begged for mercy, each orgasm becoming a horrible torture-and still they fucked her.
For six solid hours, they fucked her, finally taking off the back side of the dildo when their own cunts had started to get sore. They fucked Tanya until her cant was swollen almost shut, fucked her until she could barely move beneath them.
Tanya never stopped cumming. She couldn't stop cumming.
They were still fucking her when the knock came on the door.
Tanya was grateful for the interruption, and Diane jumped up naked and ran to answer the door. It probably meant that Robert and Harry, had come home from work early, or worse, that someone new was going to see her stripped and fucked and groveling for cock. But at least, it might give her a respite from the awful fucking.
Then Tanya saw who had come, and somehow she found the energy to scream.
Chapter Nine
"WelI, I'II be damned! If it isn't little miss princess."
"No!" Tanya screamed, staring wildly at Susan and Diane as the big ugly man came toward her. "Oh no, please, not him! Anybody but him! Please, Susan, please Diane, nooooo!"
"I don't think she, Iikes you, Bud," Diane said with-a little laugh. "Haven't you been being a good neighbor?"
"She'll Iike me well enough once l shove my cock up that hot little cunt" the giant, hideous man said as he stalked toward the helpless, beautiful housewife. "Once l start fucking her she'll be my A-number-one fan."
Bud Jenkins lived directly across the street from Tanya and her husband, and he was the one neighbor Tanya had gotten to know well since she and John had gotten married and moved into this terrible neighborhood. He was John's boss at the plant where he worked, and Tanya had never seen an uglier, cruder, meaner man in her life. He was only about six feet tall but he weighed over three hundred pounds, and he had tiny, pig-Iike eyes and a round, unpleasant face. He smelled as though he hadn't taken a bath in months. He still lived in this terrible neighborhood even though he could afford a nice house anywhere in town. Tanya was sure it was because he felt more at home among the kind of people who lived here.
From the first time Bud had seen her, he had been hounding Tanya mercilessly, pinching her ass and groping her tits and hinting that things could go very well for John at work if she'd commit perverse acts with him. Once, he'd even suggested she do something with his wife, and Tanya had avoided him like the plague ever since. Now there was no way for her to escape at alI.
"You gals have done just fine," Bud growled. "Don't think l won't remember this when Christmas bonus time comes around."
"Thanks, Bud," Susan answered.
She pulled a pair of chairs over near the bed and she and Diane sat down. "But it wasn't any problem. I wish we could keep her as our private little fuck doll forever."
"Why can't you?" he asked with a shrug of his massive shoulders, reaching the side of the bed. He untied the ropes that held Tanya down and pulled her roughly to her feet. "Shit, whore, you're even more beautiful than l thought you were."
Tanya hung her head, unable to look the horrid man in the face, but she could imagine what she looked like in the lewd outfit Susan and Diane had dressed her up in. It was patterned on a maid's outfit, but it had little in common with the outfits the maids who worked for her mother had worn. It was made of deep-purple satin, and it caught and reflected the light in a sparkling, tawdry display. It was shoulder less and sleeveless, but there were tiny loops of white, frilly cloth that circled her upper arms. Tanya guessed that they were meant to be pushed over the shoulders and used as straps, but they were purely decorative and wouldn't have done much to hold up the dress. The satiny fabric clung precariously to the upper slopes of Tanya's heaving tits, tits that were lifted even higher and straighter by a shameful bra that Looped beneath them, pushed them up almost to her c collarbones but covered almost none of her firm, creamy tit flesh.
She was also wearing black garters, sheer black stockings and tiny silk panties with a slit at the crotch to allow easy access to both her cunt and ass. The dress was cut so high that it barely covered the shameful panties. And her new pair of shoes had six-inch heels. The pain of simply standing was enough to make her cry.
"You been enjoying yourself, pretty bitch?" he asked as he grabbed her hands and brought them to his chest. "Undress me while you tell me. Just like a pretty little maid."
Tanya cried with despair, her beautiful, shamefully costumed young body shaking with the force of her sadness. She unbuttoned Bud's shirt and edged it off his shoulders, revealing his hairy, grossly fat torso. He was like a living mountain. The thought of that pig fucking her, grinding that huge body down on her tender, fragile, form made Tanya sick. It occurred to her suddenly that there were no ropes or chains on her, that this was the first time in over twenty-four hours that she hadn't been bound in some way. It didn't matter. She was no more free now than when she was tied hand and foot. They had domesticated her completely; she was nothing but a housebroken little slave girl.
"She's been cumming nonstop the whole fucking day," Susan said. "Wore the fuck out of me and Diane."
"I did cum," Tanya admitted quietly, her voice trembling with passion and revulsion as she knelt in front of Bud to take off his shoes.
And she told the gross, smelly man what the girl and their husbands had done to her, undressing him and crying at the depth of her debasement, at being turned on even by this. She pulled his pants down and groaned with misery when she saw his filthy, yellowed boxer shorts. She thought she was going to be sick, but she reached out with trembling hands and took hold of the hem. She tugged his underwear down slowly, revealing first the coarse black hair around Bud's crotch and finally his dripping, hideous cock. Looking at that cock, Tanya knew she was in helI.
Bud's cock wasn't as long as either Robert's or Harry's, but it was the thickest, fattest cock she had ever seen. His prick was as thick as the fat end of a baseball bat. And it was dirty. Bud's skin was the flat white of a dead fish, but his cock was soiled almost black. The fuck lube it dribbled looked yellowish, stagnant. Tanya had the terrible feeling she was Looking at a poisonous snake, that the jism he would shoot would poison her.
"Stand up," he ordered, grinning at the wretched disgust that twisted her pretty face. "Bend over and grab your ankles."
Tanya almost fell over with the terrible strain on the backs of her calves, almost passed out from sheer exhaustion. Dimly she realized that the point of making her stay awake all night licking their feet, of fucking her for six solid hours with the spiked dildo must have been to wear her down, to debilitate her to the point where she could put up no resistance at alI, no matter what they chose to do to her.
It had worked. The beautiful young housewife was dazed with exhaustion, haggard from the hours of constant sexual abuse.
Bud hissed in his breath as he moved behind her. Bent over as she was now, the tiny skirt of the maid's outfit was pulled high above her ass, and the tiny, Iacy panties did nothing to hide the fulI, silky curves of her creamy flesh. It was the most perfect ass he had ever seen.
It was an ass that he had to fuck.
He yanked the panties down around her thighs and ran his big rough hands over her creamy ass checks. Her ass was firm and yet soft, muscled and yet tender. He leaned down and yanked his belt from his pants and brought it around in a vicious arch toward that perfect ass. He had to see what it would look like streaked with angry red Welts.
Tanya moaned with agony and despair as the belt cracked across her tender ass, but she didn't let go of her ankles, didn't try to stand back up. The second blow hurt even worse, and after that she lost count of the number, Iost track of the severity. It was as though someone was pouring liquid fire over her rounded ass and lean, Iong thighs. Tears ran from her eyes and juice drooled from her cunt and she took the horrid beating in silence.
Even when she came, she came quietly, masking her moans of pleasure with whimpers of anguish.
The beating stopped so suddenly that she was hardly aware of it ending. Bud's big hands grasped her wrists, and before she could even think to struggle, he had kicked her feet out from under her. He pulled on her arms as she felI, and when her shoulders slammed painfully into the floor, he wrapped her arms around the backs of her thighs and pulled on them until her face was pulled tightly against the short skirt of the tiny maid's costume. She shrieked with the pain that shot through her back and arms and stomach, but if Bud noticed, he paid her no heed. Before the dazed beauty knew what was happening, he had tied each of her wrists to the shoulder of the other arms.
The pain was incredible. Bud had rolled her into a human balI, her body doubled over, her arms wrapped so tightly around her legs that her face was pulled into her crotch. Bud shoved his hand between her legs and pushed the skirt up until it was bunched around her stomach, and Tanya stared at her hairless cunt from only a couple of inches away. She had never seen her cunt this closely before, and she marveled at how creamy and inviting it was. And the skin where they had pulled out her cunt hair was so smooth, so white. Suddenly it seemed understandable that so many people would want to control her body and own her perfect cunt.
"Now this is what you're going to have to do, you stuck-up little bitch," Bud hissed, bending down beside the girl's face. He was drooling with lust and his spit dripped onto her pretty face. "I'm going to fuck you up your ass, and I'm going to sit on your face while l do it. You know what you're going to be doing?"
Tanya knew. She licked her dry lips, the bile rising in her stomach, her cunt getting soggy and twitchy.
"Suck your ass," she whispered at last, her voice full of lust and shame. "Suck your asshole out, sir."
"That's right," he agreed, an ugly smile tilting up his lips. "Suck out my dirty, smelly asshole. Use those pretty little lips and that wet pink tongue and clean out my shitty old ass.
And all the while, I'm going to be opening up your tight little asshole."
Tanya thought about the hideous thickness of his cock and felt a little sick.
"You did a good job pulling the hair off her cunt," Bud growled as he straddled her face and lowered himself down. "Pretty and pink as a baby's pussy. The maid's outfit. is great, too. You do have the cuffs for her, for later?"
"Yes, Mr. Jenkins," Diane said, and then she said something else, but Tanya couldn't hear anymore because Bud's huge, hairy ass had settled over her face.
The smell was the first thing that registered, the terrible cloying stink that made Tanya's body strain and twitch with her retching. Vomit boiled up her throat and into the back of her mouth, and it took every ounce of her willpower to force it back down.
The second thing she realized was how terribly damp his ass crack was. Bristly hairs scratched her cheeks as her pretty face was thrust deep into what felt like a muddy pit. Her face was soggy with the moisture before Bud even settled his weight down on her. His clammy asshole was wetter than most women's cunts.
Then came the weight, the terrible, crushing, smothering weight of his mountainous body. He squirmed around cruelly as he settled his huge, fleshy ass cheeks around her pretty face, drIVIngher nose and mouth so far into his humid ass crack that she was sure she'd never be able to draw another breath. His humid, hairy ass crack rubbed back and forth over her face, crushed down more heavily with each passing instant.
Tanya opened her eyes, then screamed when all she could see was the darkness of Bud's huge ass. She screamed again when she felt his fat, soggy ass cheeks droop down past her ears. She was going to be smothered, buried alive beneath his horrible, smelly ass.
Then the real horror came.
Tanya's asshole bad tightened back up during the six hours since Harry and Robert had fucked it. Her asshole had never been loose enough to allow the penetration of a slab of meat as thick as Bud's cock. The evil fat man didn't even dip into her cunt for Lubrication. He just crammed the head of his thick cock into, the tight, dry mouth of her tiny shitter.
"Fuck me, you society bitch!" he roared as he crammed his huge cock up her helplessly resisting asshole. "Fuck me, you pretty little whore!"
Tanya screamed as he fucked his cock all the way inside her ass. He began to slap her already welted ass cheeks as he fucked his cock inside the glove-tight sheath of her agonized asshole.
Her ass ring seemed torn apart completely and destroyed by the unnatural penetration. Her asshole felt like a snapped rubber band. She had been ripped open much too far, much too fast, and she knew that her tender little ass chute would never be the same again.
Bud screamed too, but he was shouting with almost unbearable waves of pleasure. Every time he plugged his fat cock into the straining, torn chute of the helpless little society slut's asshole, he had to fight to keep himself from cumming. Her asshole was really tight, and it was contracting wildly around his prick in a desperate, hopeless attempt to expel the terrible intruder.
He had torn her tiny shitter open, and a thin trickle of blood flowed down over his cock to give him added lubrication. It was almost more pleasure than a man could take. Bud had wanted Tanya Rogers from the first moment she'd moved in with that good-natured halfwit husband of hers. From the start, he'd been drawn irresistibly to her. He had wanted to see her degraded. He wanted her innocence polluted, her body broken to his will until she groveled at his feet, a cringing, docile slave.
Now here she was, tied into a tiny, vulnerable ball at his feet. Her supple, sexy body was his to play with or hurt as he desired. Her pretty, rich-girl face was buried deep in his ass crevice, and he was tearing her tiny asshole to shreds with his giant cock.
"Get that tongue moving, whore!" he gasped, pounding his lust and anger into her tender, tethered body. "Lick out my dirty asshole, bitch! Fuck my asshole with your tongue while l fuck your asshole with my cock!"
Tanya whined like a tiny child at the awful degradation, the terrible pain. But she parted her lips and slipped her tongue over the tacky, humid flesh of Bud's dirty ass. The first vile taste of shit and sweat and dirt almost made the debauched young housewife throw up, but she fought down the urge, telling herself that this was only another step into the abyss of depravity.
She couldn't imagine anything more debasing than having to lick out a man's filthy asshole while he was fucking her own tender shitter with his monster cock, but she was sure her captors could. She stroked her tongue back and forth over his damp, gooey ass, cleaning the filthy muck from the putrid crevice. She was their slave, their pet slut. There was nothing she could deny them.
Bud moaned with pleasure, squirming his ass wildly over Tanya's face as her tongue slithered in the filthy valley. Tanya washed every inch of his fetid ass crack, caught clumps of dirty hair between her lips and sucked the dingle berries off.
She lathered his filthy ass until her mouth was numb with the horrid taste, until her face was sticky with the smeared moisture of his clenching ass cheeks.
Finally, there was only the tightly clenched, dark-brown bud of his asshole left to attend. With a final moan of despair, the broken girl thrust her tongue inside.
"You bitch!" Bud rasped, smashing his gigantic ass down onto Tanya's face until her head felt as though it would be smashed flat. "You pretty little society whore! Fuck that tongue up my asshole, you high-class slut! Lick out my asshole, and I'II fuck your pretty ass into the dirt!"
Tanya almost laughed at the gross man's silly words, almost cried at them, too.
She'd already been fucked into the dirt, hadn't she? Fucked into the dirt and the muck and every other filthy thing imaginable. She had sucked cunt, eaten cum and drank piss. Now she was rolled into a helpless ball while a fat maniac made her suck out his asshole and fucked his cock up her asshole in turn. She had tried not to think about the huge, hairy ass that was plastered over her face, about the filthy, shifty hole she was fucking her tongue into, but she couldn't ignore the taste and smell that overwhelmed her senses. She thought about what she was doing, what she must look like to the two evil women who were watching. The image was so degrading that she wanted to die.
She began to cum, instead.
"Nooooooo!" Tanya shrieked as the climax shuddered through her cruelly bound body. Her words were muffled by the giant ass grinding down into her face. "Noooooo, this isn't happening! This is not happening!"
But it was, the most powerful, shattering climax she had experienced so far, and as it laid waste to her tormented body, it also destroyed the last of the innocent Tanya Rogers she had once been. Pieces of her identity shattered, flew off into a whirling maelstrom of lust and humiliation. The only things she could think of now were sex and pain. She wanted them both, needed them both.
She fucked her tongue as far up Bud's stinking, dirty asshole as she could, Licking up every drop of filthy slime she found there. She clenched her satiny ass cheeks tightly around his cock, worked her torn asshole against the fat cock lance. Pussy juice poured from her wriggling cunt, splattered over her shoulders and pooled in the hollow of her neck. She climaxed with every brutal slap of Bud's hands on her perfect ass. She climaxed every time his dank, filthy ass chute clamped tightly around her pink, questing tongue. She climaxed with each ghastly thrust of his cock up her asshole.
Suddenly Bud was bucking out of control too, slamming his cock into her raw shifter in a frenzied blur of savage fuck lust.
Tanya felt a blistering splash of jism deep inside her ass guts, and she shrieked into the wet crevice of Bud's fat, hairy ass. Stream after stream of cock cream fountained deep inside the clasping tunneI, each one setting her tender shitter ablaze, setting off another hellish orgasm.
The pain was incredible, terrific, and Tanya unwillingly relished every instant of her anguish.
Bud yanked his filthy cock from Tanya's asshole and scooted back off her face. Before the gasping, spasming girl could catch a breath, he slammed his cum-slick, shit-stained cock into her open mouth. Tanya retched at the terrible, cheesy taste-and she came agaIn.
"Drink some piss, you stuck-up whore!" Bud rasped, his face glistening, with sweat and reddened with exertion. "Spill one drop, and I'II shove a poker up your dirty little ass."
It was like some terrible sex buffet. Bud's prick was crusted with the filth of weeks, perhaps months of fucking. His cock was blotched with cum, streaked with stilt and soaked with the blood of her torn asshole. Now he was pissing down her throat, filling up her stomach with his steaming waste.
Tanya swallowed and choked and swallowed some more, trying desperately to keep up with the firehose blast of Bud's piss. It was no use.
Soon, stinking yellow rivers of piss ran down both her cheeks, pooled in the hollows of her ears and soaked into her shining, jet-black hair.
Still he force-fed her the terrible broth-and Tanya climaxed with every gulp of piss she swallowed.
She washed his cock as he pissed down her throat, Iicking off a cheesy crust of filth. By the time he pulled his stubby, arm-thick cock from her swollen 11ps, it was as clean and pink as a baby's peter. Like some slavish, mindless slut, she had licked and sucked both his cock and asshole clean. Now she was the one who was filthy.
Her face was smeared with Bud's shit and stained with his piss. Her cunt juice and the cum Bud had hosed up her ass dribbled wetly over her fevered features. It was as though Bud had infected her with some awful corruption.
Now he smiled and pushed on her ass until her soiled face was pushed into her own swampy crotch.
"Suck my cum out of your asshole, pretty girl," he growled, smearing her cunt and asshole over her trapped face. "And eat yourself out. Cum for us, you society whore. We want to watch while you make yourself cum." Then he looked up an evil smile on his face. "You gals did a wonderful job. There's just one more little thing-and then she'll be perfect."
When he told the girls what he wanted, Tanya whined with shame, and pressed her dirty face deeper into her own slimy crotch. And she came.
Chapter Ten
Tanya stared at herself in the mirror and listened to the rough voices of a mob of men, unable to believe what had happened to her. Outside the door of the bedroom, at least a dozen men were drinking and playing cards and waiting to ravage her. In the mirror, a girl was staring at her who she didn't even recognize.
Bud had changed his mind about the maid outfit. Only the spiked heels remained from that shameful outfit, but the rest had been replaced by clothing that seemed even more degrading.
Tanya was dressed in pink satin shorts and a blue-and-white striped tube top. Her wrists were tied together in front of her with coarse, thick rope, and her legs were hobbled with a length of chain around her thighs. When she walked, she had to bend partly over and take short, chopping steps that made her ass wiggle shamelessly. She still wore a collar and Ieash, but no longer was it the stylish black leather strap she had worn before. Now it was a spiked dog collar, and the leash was another length of silver chain. It was humiliating, sluttish attire.
Beneath the satiny rub of the shorts, Tanya's cunt was naked as a baby's. Beneath the clinging scratch of her tube top halter, Tanya's nipples had been made up with rouge and Iipstick. Her cunt lips had also been given the lipstick treatment, and she shook with the humiliation of how she would look once the mob of men outside had stripped the whorish outfit off her body.
Her pretty, pale face had not escaped Diane's and Susan's attentions either. She had on bright red lipstick and her eyes were ringed with heavy black mascara. They had plastered long false eyelashes on her, and her face was blushed and rouged until she looked Iike a cheap whore.
Tanya wondered what her mother would think of her if she could see her now, what John would think. The shame made her have a short hard orgasm.
Worst of all was her hair. That was what Bud had mentioned to them before he left, and somehow that seemed the most damning evidence of how she had been transformed from a proper young lady to a rutting, piggish slut. They had bleached it. Now her hair was shimmering gold, a color her mother had always disdainfully called peroxide blonde.
Even her face seemed different. Her lips were fuller, almost swollen looking. Her eyelids always seemed half lowered, the long, false eyelashes they had fitted her with brushing over her creamy cheeks. Her tits, trapped tightly by the tube top, seemed bigger and more up thrust than ever before. Her nipples were stiff even now, with no one touching them. It seemed they had stayed constantly erect since Susan and Diane had first grabbed her.
And Tanya's cunt, the tiny, tight pussy that until yesterday had experienced the cock of only one man, was on fire. It was wriggling languidly even now, Leaking cunt cream that stained the crotch of the pink shorts a darker shade of red. It sent shivers of excitement shooting all over her sexy young body.
As the voices outside grew louder, Tanya stood up and headed for the door. Diane and Susan had left for the evening, knowing that when their husbands and their husbands' friends got started, they might not stop with just torturing and abusing Tanya. Although both women Loved rough, kinky sex, neither wanted to divert any of the men's fury from the helpless, captive housewife.
After they had tied Tanya's hands and hobbled her legs they had left her alone in the cramped, windowless bathroom. They had told her what time to go out and introduce herself to the men. Now the time had come.
"Oh, shit!" a man shouted as soon as Tanya stepped through the door. "Oh, shit! You never said she looked like this!"
Tanya bowed her head and hobbled forward, conscious of how lewdly she was dressed, how whorishly she was outfitted. The first man grabbed one of her big tits and squeezed it until she winced with pain. Another hand clamped hard on her right ass cheek and squeezed until she cried out for mercy. Within seconds, seven or eight men gathered around her, mauling her tender body through the sleazy clothes she was wearing.
"Shit, she's fucking centerfold material," one man said as he caught her right nipple between his fingers and pulled it until Tanya thought he was going to rip it from her tit.
"Have a drink, pretty lady," another man said, and he shoved a bottle of cheap whiskey to the submissive beauty's unresisting lips. He tipped the bottle and let the burning alcohol gurgle down the sexy housewife's throat and into her empty stomach.
"Whoooeee!" a third man hollered, wrapping his arms around Tanya's tiny waist and hunching his hard cock between the tight cheeks of her satin-covered ass. "Let's get her out of this shit and fuck her senseless!"
Tanya wasn't sure how many men were surrounding her, but she felt overwhelmed by the multitude of hands that swarmed over her defenseless body. Hands tore and yanked at her tits, squeezed and pinched her ass, stroked her stomach and thighs and sides, and shoulders. Hands were rubbing her face and when Tanya opened her mouth to gasp a hand invaded there, too, stroking over her tongue and cheeks. Hands twisted in her platinum-blonde hair and jerked her first one way and then another.
It was too much activity all at once, and Tanya could feel her already heated body start to overload.
"Mmmmmm . . . yessss . . . " she heard herself moaning in a whorish, throaty voice. "Fuck meeeeeee... all of you, please... fuck me...."
"Shit, yes!" one of the men said and he clamped one strong hand right over the pooching, satin-sheathed lips of her pussy. "We'll fuck you bowlegged, Little bitch!"
"Get the fuck away from her, you clowns!" Bud roared, and in an instant the men had left the squirming, moaning girl alone. She cried out in anguish at being abandoned. "Get over here you bitch! A card game needs a dancer, and l want you up on this table putting on a show. There's plenty enough time for the rest of you jerks to fuck her afterward. Shit, she'll only be around for the next ten years or so!"
Tanya shuddered with a mixture of horror and desire at that thought and walked slowly toward the table where Bud sat with Harry and Robert. Somehow, walking under her own power to these three men was a thousand times more degrading than being rushed and assaulted by the others.
By the time she reached the table, she was already cumming.
"Hold on a second before you get started, Bud!" one of the men shouted. "She's been hogging this bathroom for almost an hour, and I've got to take a wicked piss."
A slow, serpent's smile spread across Bud's face, and Tanya trembled with shame and lust. He pointed to the floor, and she sank to her knees, rubbing her silky thighs together as her cunt boiled with excitement.
"Beg," Bud told her.
"Wait!" she cried to the man stepping into the bathroom. "Please don't waste your yummy piss in that old toilet. I'm a toilet, too, and l need your piss so bad!"
The men laughed. They had been drinking beer and whiskey for an hour, getting boozed up for the gang-bang they knew was coming, and they had been getting in line to use the bathroom. Now they all turned to the kneeling, shivering girl.
The man who had been at the door was the first one to stand over her.
"Please," she whimpered. It was hard to talk because of the tornado of excitement that was blowing through her sleek, supple body. "I'm a better toilet than any dirty old stooI. Don't you like my lips? Don't you think l have a pretty face? You can piss right between my Iips, all over my face. Please, piss in my toilet face!"
"DeaI," the man said with a grin, and he started pissing.
They waited for her mouth the way they would have waited for a single toilet at a ball game. After the first man shook the last drops of his piss into her open, waiting mouth, the next man stepped up to take his place. Then the next, and the next and the next.
Tanya lost track of how many men pissed down her throat, but her mouth finally grew numb from the stinging flood of piss. Her stomach felt bloated and heavy from the neverending flow, and she felt a growing need to piss, herself.
Between every man, Bud would give her a shot of whiskey, and by the time the last man filled her mouth with his foaming piss, Tanya felt the world tilting and twisting at crazy angles. When a couple of the men pulled her to her feet, she almost toppled over on the high spike heels.
"Shit," one of the men said in wonderment after Harry and Robert had forced her up onto the table. "The slut didn't miss a single drop. What kind of sleazy whore have you got here?"
"Let me tell you something, boy," Bud growled, staring up at the statuesque young beauty as she stood unsurely on the high table. "Before yesterday, this sexy slut had only fucked one man, and he was her husband. She was a stuck-up, tight-assed, high-society lady Just look at the pretty bitch now." He handed her something that made her cry out with shock and shame, the dildo Diane and Susan had used on her the day before. "Dance real sexy, bitch, and use this on yourself. You can't take your clothes off, but you move 'em around so everybody can see the good parts. And l think you know where this thing needs to go."
Tanya giggled, booze and lust and shame combining to make her giddy. She Looked out over the gang of men that crowded the living room and shivered at the thought that every single one of them had pissed on her, in her. She knew that soon every one of the would have fucked her. She felt like a goddess of love who was desired by all men, Like a high school slut who was going to take on the whole football team.
SIowly, sinuously, she began to rotate her hips.
She looked out at them with lust-Iidded eyes and did a torrid bump and grind. Her head lolled, her long, bleached-blonde hair trailing down her back as she squirmed and shimmied. She knew how long her lean, shapely legs looked with the spiked heels on and so she rubbed them together, giving herself pleasure as she turned on the mob of men. She raised her, tied hands to the tube top and slowly, teasingly, rolled it down over her thrusting, pointed tits. When she uncovered her nipples, two men rushed the table and had to be pulled back so she could continue.
She ran her hands over her tits, stroked the heated tit flesh until her nipples were as hard as bullets. She cupped her lush, firm tits and pushed them up. She pinched her nipples until spasms of ecstasy rushed through her body and she moaned and sighed through a shattering climax.
Her bright-pink shorts were dripping cunt juice now, and the men hooted and Laughed and called her filthy names as they watched the heavy drops of pussy cream splatter against the table.
Tanya laughed with them, reveling in their ridicule and turned on by the names they called her. She was a pig, she was a cow, she was a bitch dog and a she goat and a heifer and a slut. She ran her hands over her thrusting tits and down her stomach. Then slowly, sexily, she began to pull down her panties.
"Shit shit shit!" a man screamed when he saw her bare cunt. "She's clean as a schoolgirl pussy down there fuck, I haven't seen anything like that since l was in junior high!"
"Please, Bud?" another man moaned. "Let us fuck her now!"
Bud just laughed and shook his head and watched with glittering eyes as the demented young thing did her sex dance on the table. He knew that by the time she was done the men in this room would be whipped into such a high state of lust that they would overwhelm her, fuck her into the ground. He had already taught her that she was a slave and a slut. Now he wanted to show her that her very life was his to rule.
Tanya rubbed the spiked rubber dildo over the rouged, swollen lips of her cunt. She was still sore and swollen from the terrible fucking Diane and Susan had given her. Even the heavy pull on her bladder, the terrible need to piss, only turned her on more. Without warning, she drove the dildo as deep up her cunt as she could and began to fuck the rubber prick.
"Yessssss. . ." she hissed, her gorgeous body sparkling with sweat as she rotated her hips on the dildo she was plunging in and out of her cunt. "Let me see your sweet, hard cocks! Let the slut see what she's going to be fucking! I'm such a whore! I can't wait to fuck you alI!"
She hunched her shoulders and lowered her head to feast on her stiff nipples as she fucked the dildo relentlessly in and out of her squirming cunt, then she looked out across her audience as though begging them to fuck her.
Her cunt lips were fluttering wildly around the pistoning rubber spike. Pussy cream was flowing down her thighs, catching in the seat of the pink shorts. Her juices overflowed the tiny bottom and showered down to the table as if from a fountain. One orgasm piled on top of another until she was cumming constantly.
The men watched with rising, uncontrollable passion as the depraved housewife brazenly displayed her lust and beauty.
Without warning, she yanked the dildo out of her cunt and with one smooth, sure motion she sent it slamming up her ass. The men groaned almost as one as she plunged the spiked dildo to the hilt inside her asshole. They groaned again when she balled her dainty right hand into a fist and began to force it up her cunt.
"We've done it, we've really done it!" Robert said, as if even he didn't fully believe what he was seeing. "We've turned her on so much she can't get enough."
"We own her," Bud said, puffing on his cigar. "We own her creamy tits and tight cunt and pretty ass. She's going to keep all three of us happy for a long time."
The orgasms were coming too fast and too hard now. One wasn't ending before the next one began, and each one seemed twice as explosive as the one it followed. Tanya slammed her fist into her cunt and screwed the dildo up her ass until her legs shook and her back ached with strain. Cunt cream was everywhere, pouring down her pistoning arm and shivering legs, splattering up over her stomach and tits and even into her face. She was frothing at the mouth and snapping at the air like a maddened dog.
"Who are you?" she screamed, staring out at the men who watched her. "Why aren't you fucking me? I need cock! I need cock! Please fuck me!"
"Let's get things going," Bud said, standing up.
He placed one fat hand against the quivering flatness of Tanya's stomach and shoved. She fell off the table backward, slamming into the floor still writhing with passion.
Twenty men fell on her.
Chapter Eleven
Tanya was sucking two cocks at once. Two men stood in front of her, each angling his cock so that it speared deep between Tanya's luscious lips. Her cheeks bulged out grotesquely-with the double mouthful of pulsing prick, her eyes bulged with the effort of sucking two cocks at once.
She bobbed up and down as she sucked the two cocks, slamming her cunt and ass on the pricks that were buried in those two fuck holes. Two men lay beneath her, each with his hands clamped around her silky hips to force her up and down on his cock. The prick in her asshole had a terrible curve and it felt as though it was going to burst her tiny shitter in two.
The cock in her cunt was so long that it was pushing against the opening of her womb. Tanya's cunt and asshole both pulsed around the fucking cocks. Pussy cream drenched her crotch and those of the men beneath her.
Her hands were at shoulder level, stroking two more throbbing prick shafts. She drew them close, rubbed them over the silky, heated flesh of her cheeks. Slippery pre-cum bubbled from the tips of the cocks, and Tanya caught the slick juice in her palms and rubbed it back over the stiff stalks of prick flesh. Her hands blurred as she pistoned them up and down the huge cocks.
There were hands on her tits, but she didn't know who they belonged to. Since the men had pulled and pushed her into the terrible crouch, made her take on six of them at once, she had seen little that went on around her. She didn't know what either of the two men fucking her looked like, had caught only hazy, uncertain glances of the four men who crowded around her.
She had gotten very good looks at the four cocks she was handling with her mouth and hands, though. She guessed that from now on, cocks would be the only part of a man that was important for her to get to know. The thought made her feel less than human, but it turned her on, anyway.
None of the men around her had cum yet, but she had cum five times. Even now, she was squirming through an orgasm, her cunt fluttering around the long cock that was fucking it while she drenched its owner with her sticky cunt cream. Her ass contracted like a fist around the cock fucking her there, pulsed shut with each powerful wave of pleasure her climax pushed through her. The sensation of her ass tightening on his cock made the man fuck her even faster, jolting her down on his impaling prick with all the strength in his powerful body. The pain made Tanya come even harder.
She slurped at the two cocks stabbing her face, washing the fat cockheads with her tongue while she squirmed her lips back and forth along their pulsing cock shafts. Drool and fuck lube poured from her wedged-open mouth, running down onto the heaving softness of her tits. Tanya could feel the wetness against her skin, knew what she must look like with her mouth pulled wide and spit and pre-cum running down her chin.
Another orgasm racked her body at the degrading image. She pulled the cocks in her hands over her heated cheeks so she could paint the rest of her face in the same shiny, sticky slime.
"Fuck them, whore!" Bud shouted, turning from his hand of cards to urge the pretty, staining housewife on. "Put your back into it, slut! Up and down, up and down! Don't get lazy on me, pretty bitch!"
Tanya moaned with shame and slammed her body up and down even harder. Her tits were flying up and down with each desperate lunge. Her ass and thighs jiggled with the violent collisions as she fucked herself on the twinned cocks. She gasped for breath around the two pricks in her mouth.
The man she was jacking off with her right hand started to cum, splattering the side of the straining housewife's face with his thick, white cock cream.
Tanya whined greedily and tried to stuff the man's cock into her mouth alongside the two already crammed in there. As she smashed his cock head against her already-overstuffed lips, jism belched over her nose, down her chin, across her pretty mouth. She slurped desperately at the fuck goo as it slid past her lips, actually managing to suck some of it into her mouth before the man ran out of cum.
She was getting hotter with each passing instant. Her body heaved and jerked wildly at the center of the mob of horny men. She shoved her head violently down the long stalks of the two cocks that plugged her mouth, not stopping until her lips brushed against the cock hair at the base of the twinned pricks. She gagged, but she stayed there, squirming her lips over the bases of the cocks as she deep-throated them both at once.
"Oh, shit!" the man she was beating off with her other hand groaned, and he fucked his cock into the velvety hollow of her left cheek as he blew his cum load. "You dirty Iittle slut! How can you do that?"
Tanya grunted like a pig as the man blasted his cock cream over her face. She pumped on his cock until he yelped with pain and clamped his hand over hers to slow the frantic wringing. He shot five strong bursts of cum against Tanya's left cheek, each one hitting her pretty face like a bullet, splattering and then rolling down her cheek in a wave, Tanya yanked her hand free of his cock and let him rub the slippery cock cream all over her face.
"Damn!" one of the men fucking her mouth muttered as he watched her smear the thick, white jism across her pretty face. "What a filthy fucking slut! What a dirty-minded little whore! Oh, shit!"
Tanya kept her lips planted around the bases of the men's paired cocks as hot jism filled up her throat. The first man's climax triggered the second man, and within seconds Tanya was getting a double throatful of thick, hot cock cream. She swallowed huge, steaming gulps of the throat-clogging ooze, but the men were firing too much cum too fast for her to take. It filled her throat and bubbled into her mouth and finally gushed out from between her full, straining lips.
Tanya laughed as the sweet cock juice poured down her chin and onto the throbbing, burning mounds of her tits. She rubbed the steaming jism into her silky flesh, varnishing her proud tits with an even coat of sticky fuck slime.
The two men pulled their cocks from her clasping mouth, wiped them clean in her peroxide-blonde hair. Tanya gargled with their cum, whipped her head from side to side in a desperate effort to get another taste of their delicious cocks. She hurled herself down on the pricks that were fucking her asshole and cunt, beating herself against the hard bodies of the men beneath her. They dropped their hands from her waist now, just lying still and enjoying the wild fucking the demented young beauty was giving them.
"More!" she shrieked, scanning the room with a crazy, yearning stare. She twisted her body so that she could look at Bud and Harry and Robert. "You've got to make them fuck me more! They're only fucking me two times now! Just two times!"
A man hit her in a flying tackle, knocking her from her precarious crouch atop the spike heels. She landed on top of the man fucking her ass, clamping her cunt tightly around the cock in her cunt so it wouldn't slip out, The man who'd thrown himself at her straddled her chest, crushing her pretty tits around the throbbing stalk of his cock. Tanya arched her body up at him and smashed her hands over his to push her tits even more tightly together.
Men dropped to their knees around Tanya's head. Suddenly she was staring up at a forest of cocks, so many kinds of cock that she couldn't begin to see them all. Cocks rubbed over her beautiful, gasping face, cocks speared into her open, inviting mouth. Men pulled her hands from her tits and clamped them around cocks, and she jerked them off frantically. Cocks rubbed, over her throat and shoulders, and men bent her elbows around thrusting, throbbing cocks. Men dropped to either side of her and fucked their cocks against the lush, silky sides of her tits as the man atop her fucked his through the creamy valley of her cleavage. Cocks plunged down into the hollows under her arms, fucking her armpits as though they were additional cunts.
"More!" she wailed around the pair of leaking cocks she was sucking. Her eyes were rolling back in her head and her body was quaking and jerking on the floor like a puppet controlled by a spastic. "Cocks! So many pretty cocks! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"
A man fell between her legs and Tanya howled with surprise and orgasm as he stuffed his fat prick into the occupied sheath of her cunt. Pain ripped through her abused pussy as the two cocks fucked as one deep inside her. Another orgasm tore through her straining, maddened body. She wondered if three cocks could fuck her cunt at once, if four could, or five-and the thought made her climax again and again.
Men bent her knees and fucked their cocks against the satiny, sensitive flesh behind them. Men ran their leaking cocks over the ticklish flesh at the bottoms of her feet, making the delirious girl laugh and squirm. Men knelt at her sides and slid their cocks over the silky rise of her ribcage. A man fucked the tip of his cock into the tiny cup of her navel. Men rubbed their cocks over her quivering thighs and poked them into the soft flesh at the sides o her ass.
It seemed to the sex-maddened housewife that men were fucking her everywhere. Earlier, she had thought that she was just three fuckholes, Legs and tits. Now it seemed that every square inch of her beautiful body had been given over to sex.
She couldn't breathe beneath the crush of all the men. Every buck and jerk of her body caused her muscles to scream with agony. She was buried beneath an avalanche of lusting male flesh. Tanya thought she might die like this, fucked to death, but she didn't care.
Men started cumming, but there was no way Tanya could keep track of their climaxes. She couldn't even count her own anymore. They were coming too fast, too powerfully. Sometimes it seemed as though she was having three or four orgasms at the same time, the wrenching mix of pleasure and pain seeming to multiply, come from different directions, until she was swamped with sensations.
She felt cum hosing up her ass and cunt at the same time, felt more cum slap her chin and tits and slide down her long, Lean legs. Fuck juice pooled in her navel, ran in rivers down her shivering arms. AII she was aware of was a single hot, juicy coating of cum plastering her body.
Men fell away from her, came back at her from different angles. She was forced onto her hands and knees, ass-fucked by one man after another while she sucked cock without end. Men rode her like a horse, settling onto her bowed back and rubbing their cocks to orgasm between the satiny soft butterfly of her shoulder blades. Men made her wrap her silky blonde hair in her hands and beat them off, staining her hair with streaks of creamy cum. They made her stand up and lean over the card table, and they fucked her while They played cards. They pushed her under the table and made her go from one man to the next, sucking his cock and balls until he blasted his jism down her throat.
Finally, they gave up the card game and laid her out on the table. Thirty men gathered around her then, each one rubbing his cock somewhere on her sleek, sexy body. They flooded her with cum, plastered her with so much cum that even they were shocked with the results.
At last, they fell away from her.
"Shit," Harry said, "will you take a look at that?"
As jaded as he and Robert and Bud were, even they had never seen anything as obscene as this.
Tanya was painted white with jism. It pooled in her eyes and coated her face. It pooled like a deep tranquil lake in her mouth, and every time she breathed, bubbles of cum blew from her nose. Her hair had been dyed for the second time in one day, and now it was matted, stringy silver. Her tits were glistening mountains of white slime, her stomach a flat, quivering, silvery plain. Her long, tapering legs were streaked with cum. Her crotch was a gooey mess. Even the table she lay on was puddled with cum. It dripped from the edges, making wet plopping sounds as it hit the floor.
"More . . . " Tanya whined in a gurgling voice. "Is there anybody left who wants to fuck me?"
Her hips rose and fell on the cum-soaked table, each wet impact of her ass against the wood sending a tiny wave through the placid pool of congealed fuck juice. Her hands trailed down over the red, swollen lips of her cunt and she scratched her fingernails over them before fucking three fingers from each hand deep inside. She whined as another orgasm shuddered through her exhausted body, then started finger fucking herself toward another.
"I'm a slut... " she moaned, tears running down the thick coating of cum that covered her cheeks. "Oh please, what's happened to me...what have you turned me into?"
Suddenly the front door opened.
"Gee whiz!"
Tanya scooped handfuls of cum out of her eyes, turning toward the sound of that familiar voice.
And then she screamed. She dropped back to the table, covered her face with her hands and wailed like a lost soul.
John wasn't gone on a business trip out of town. He was standing by the door, Susan on one arm and Diane on the other. Standing right in front of him was Bud's horrible wife, Sally.
"Gee whiz!" he said again. He turned to Sally. "Is that really Tanya?"
"You tell me, Lover boy," Sally answered, taking John by his hand and leading away from Susan and Diane, toward Tanya. "I told you your-Little whore wife was keeping busy while we had our fun. You know what your parents told you about these society sluts. They fuck everything they can get their spoiled little hands on. You didn't think she was really faithful?".
Tanya opened her eyes again, wanting to tell John the evil bitch was lying but unable to speak, unable even to meet his questioning gaze. As Sally walked him toward the table, she ran her hands over the growing bulge of his cock, and she slowly pulled her clothes off.
Sally was a peroxide blonde herself, with enormous tits and a big, Lush ass. She was ten years younger than her husband and still beautiful in a cheap, brassy sort of way. She always dressed like a country and western star, at the moment she was wearing a big black cowboy hat. By the time she reached Tanya, it was the only thing she had left on. "Oooooh, I missed out on some real fun, didn't I, dolly!?" She stared down at Tanya with a frightening hunger. Look at her, John. Think how may times you went to bed frustrated because she wouldn't give you blow job or let you eat her or fuck her up the ass.
Now that we've taken care of her, she'll do all those things. And you'II get to have fun with me and Diane and Susan. Now aren't you glad you checked into that old motel with me?"
"I already was," John said, a wide, sappy grin spreading across his face. He turned to Bud. "Mr. Jenkins, you've got yourself a deal. If you can fix it so nobody gets in trouble, I guess Tanya's all yours."
"You heard him, boys," Bud growled back, turning back to Harry and Robert. "Time to cut the cards. High card gets the first week, middle the second, low gets shit."
Tanya listened to what was being said around her, not believing what was happening, It was as though she'd been plunged into some terrible, never-ending nightmare. John, her sweet, Loving husband, had just traded her to Bud and the others in exchange for sex with their wives. While she was being raped and tortured and abused, he had been in some cheap motel fucking Sally, and tonight he might have had all three of the sexy women.
Tanya wanted to die. She was never going to escape from these awful people.
Sally scooped a handful of jism off Tanya's face and pushed it between her parted, glistening lips. Without thinking, the mastered beauty sucked the slimy cum off the cruel blonde's fingers. Sally laughed and scooped more cum off the debased girl's face, made her suck it down.
Tanya cried as she licked the cock cream off Sally's hand, but she felt a renewed burning inside her cunt once more. Even now, degraded in front of her own husband, Laid bare with her body crusted with cum, she was getting aroused again.
"Come here," Sally whispered sexily to John. She began to pull his clothes off. "I want to fuck you again. I want your slutty wife to see you getting fucked by a real woman."
"Well, golly," John said uncertainly as she peeled off his shirt and dropped his pants. His cock stood out stiffly from his body, not uncertain at all. "It doesn't seem right. I mean, right here in front of her."
"Not in front," Sally hissed, wrapping he hand around his rock-hard prick. "On top of her, honey."
Someone came out of the bathroom with a bucket of water and splashed it over the Limp, broken-housewife. The water was icy cold and the girl shivered-as it hit her, but she didn't try to get up off the table, get away from her tormentors. It took three more buckets to completely wash the cum off her sleek, sexy body. By the time the last one hit her, Tanya's cunt was juicing and tingling, but still her body lay motionless.
"Pull your wife off the table, honey," Sally husked, rubbing her lush, white body against John's body. "We can't all fit up there. I want her sexy little bod for my mattress."
Tanya held her breath, staring at her husband's bobbing cock as he stepped toward her. If he did as the buxom blonde asked him, Tanya knew she was finished. He would go through with the terrible deal he'd struck with Bud and she would be a slave, a communal whore to be fucked and tortured and passed around until all of these terrible people got tired of her.
"Do it!" Sally demanded.
Tanya's cunt fluttered as she thought of the years of abuse that awaited her. She clamped her hands over her ravaged, puffy cunt and dug her fingers into her swollen pussy Lips. She stared up at her husband for the first time, her blue eyes sparkling with a strange excitement.
"Pull me off the table, you lame fuck!" Tanya cried, digging at her pussy with both hands, finally cramming all five fingers of her left hand inside it. "Pull me down so l can suck Sally's pussy while you fuck her! I need to suck her pussy so bad!"
"You are a dirty whore," John said, surprise twisting his face. He grabbed Tanya by her hair and jerked her off the table, Letting her fall heavily to the floor. "You lousy slut! AII this time you've been holding back on me?"
Tanya climaxed as pain shot through her ass and hips and side. She thought about telling John that she hadn't been a slut before these terrible people had taken her captive, but suddenly it didn't seem worth it. She was a slut now, and that was all that mattered. The only thing she was good for was fucking and hurting, and she was perfect for that. Sally dropped down on top of Tanya's face, mashing her smelly cunt down on the girl's mouth. Tanya flicked her tongue into the voluptuous woman's tacky cunt without hesitation, slurping and sucking on her huge pussy lips and lashing her tongue over her big cit. Sally mashed Tanya's tits flat against her chest, pressing her hands down until the sleek girl's tits were smashed nearly flat.
Tanya writhed in pain, squirming her thighs against each other and bucking her hips off the floor.
John straddled her face too, his heavy, hairless balls draping over her forehead as he lined his cock up with the gaping pink mouth of Sally's pussy. Tanya licked at the bead of his prick as he fucked it into the older woman, dragged her tongue along the stalk as he slid it home. Then she was licking and sucking at both of them, working her tongue and lips eagerly over cunt and cock as the two of them fucked.
John dragged his sweaty balls all over Tanya's face as he slammed his cock into Sally's cunt. Sally used her horrible grips on Tanya's tits to push herself back to meet his fuck thrusts.
Tanya felt that both of them were somehow fucking her, but she also felt terribly abandoned, Left out of all the wonderful sex. She pushed her face as deeply as she could into Sally's crotch and ate her out while John's cock rubbed a red groove on her cheek. She even Licked John's cock while it was inside Sally's clasping pussy, making him yelp with the doubled pleasure.
Someone fell on top of her and fucked his cock into her cunt without warning.
Tanya screamed with an orgasm at the first wonderful, painful thrust of the cock inside her, screamed again moments later when a blast of jism doused her pussy. The man filled her fuck hole and pulled away, but before she could miss him someone else had taken his place.
"Shit," she heard someone far away scream. It sounded like Harry. "A fucking three."
"I've got a nine," Robert echoed, somewhat more confidently.
"And I'm holding a queen," Bud said with a laugh. "Which means l also get our little fuck queen first. Boss wins, just like he should." Tanya shivered at the thought of the week she would be spending with Bud and Sally. It would be horrible, a nightmare of sex and pain and degradation. And then the next week with Robert and Susan, and the next with Harry and Diane. And the over and over and over again, for as long as they wanted her.
"Hey Diane!" Harry yelled. "We lost. Three weeks until we get the society cunt. Want to fuck on top of her like Sally and John, after they get through?"
"Yes!" Diane shouted back.
"And then us," Susan added, nodding to Robert.
And suddenly John was blasting his cum load up Sally's juicy red cunt.
Tanya lapped overflowing jism away as it dribbled back out. And she came, thinking that this was just the first of three cum loads she'd be eating out of hot, dripping cunts tonight.
She came again at the thought of how many cunts, and how many cocks and how many depraved, pain-filled nights still lay ahead.
Her mother had called these people white trash. If they were then Tanya realized that she was something even lower. She was a white trash slave.
With that thought in her mind and her husbands pussy flavored cum in her mouth, Tanya had another orgasm.
