"Come in! You must be Dana! Is that right?"
"Um, yes," Dana replied. "Your name?"
"Mr. Wolfe," he said, handing her his card. "You're here for the modeling job, right?"
"Yes!" Dana said enthusiastically. She looked at his card and read "Robert B. Wolfe, modeling agent".
"Wonderful," Mr. Wolfe said. "Now this job isn't only about looks. There's a fairly lengthy interview. Do you have someone waiting for you?"
"No," Dana said. "I took a bus and I'm between jobs right now."
"Very good. If you'll step over here we'll start with a couple of test shots." He motioned toward a tripod and lights set up in the corner of the office.
Dana had never thought of herself as classicly beautiful, although she managed to turn heads. She had a generous bottom with thighs that tapered down to shapely calves and had medium sized breasts that were still quite firm. Her round face and full lips were made up perfectly, thanks to her old job at a department store cosmetics counter. Her eyes were smallish but eyeliner and a bubbly personality made them go a long way.
She stepped in front of the lights and Mr. Wolfe said, "Could you turn you back to the camera please? Good. Now if I could just have you move your hand..."
He stepped up behind her and held a rag over her nose and mouth. She struggled briefly but soon could do nothing but breathe in the formaldehyde.
There were little holes, big enough to put your pinky into through which Dana could see the sky. The sound of wind and a truck engine were all she could hear and there was enough light so that she could make out that the box she was in was made of plywood.
She was nude and the wood was rough against her milky skin. Her throat was sore and her voice all but gone from screaming. She had beaten and pushed against the inside of the box until her hands were bruised and bloody but she was no closer to escape now than when she woke up.
Her pubic hair was gone and she knew by the feel of it that it had been waxed. She needed to use the bathroom but didn't want to pee all over herself.
The wind noise died down and the truck engine slowed to a rumble. She knew something was about to happen and she cried tears of despair, at not knowing what would come next. Brakes made a metallic squeal as the truck stopped and then started again. The sky disappeared and the inside of a metal building came into view.
The truck stopped again and the engine went silent. The tailgate banged when it flopped open and the box felt like it was levitating as it was lifted out. It landed with a thud and she heard the clatter of a latch being operated. The end of the box dropped open and she looked out across the dirt floor of the metal building.
She backed away, pressing herself against the far end of the box and the deafening sound of boots reverberated through her tiny space.
"Get her the fuck out of there!" a gravelly voice said, followed by a couple more kicks.
"This'll get her moving," another voice said and she heard the sound of another latch.
The opposite end of the box dropped open and Dana felt the excruciating pulse of a cattle prod on her buttock. She bolted away from it and out of the box, then stood and turned to see whose voices she had heard.
She stood naked and alone in a metal farm building that was empty except for the truck, which blocked the door, and five men shirtless men wearing cowboy boots, jeans, and rubber masks that looked like wolf faces from a Disney cartoon. One of them held a video camera and all of them had GoPro cameras strapped to their chests.
As she stood like a statue and bawled with her barely audible voice, a trickle, then a torrent of urine spewed from her bald pussy.
The men circled around her and she looked desperately for an escape. She tried to run, but slipped and fell in the piss mud puddle she had just made. Lean, muscular, hands and arms dragged her to the center of the dirt floor and pinned her down.
They laughed behind their cartoon visages like ghouls and unzipped their pants. The first to go had a massive erection that pulsed with his heartbeat, and he laid down on top of her. He smeared lube from a tube on her cunt and stuck his cock in her.
He pumped it in and out of her for a few minutes and then said "Okay boys, flip her over."
Over she went and her face was pushed into the dirt and the man who had been fucking her pussy rammed his cock into her asshole. He reamed her furiously until he came, pulling out and emptying himself up her back and into her hair.
Her assailants changed places and it started over. The second entered her half-hard and had to slap her face a few times before he was fully engorged. Once he was rigid, they again flipped her face-down and he forced his member into her colon.
Her tears made mud on her face as it was rubbed in the dirt and her second ass fucking reached fruition. He pumped semen deep into her. The stout "Whack!" He gave her ass cheek signalled another change of position.
Her third unwelcome suitor went directly to anal and Dana realized that they had arranged themselves in order of size, so the pain was only going to get worse. Long fingers pulled his pelvis toward her and forced her still wider. He fuck her ass rhythmically and her mind's eye saw every inch disappearing into her stretched anus, reemerging, then in again. He made a point of moving around and coming on her face.
"Oh, thanks," the next man laughed as he positioned himself by her mouth.
He pulled a stained rag from his back pocket and wiped her face. His erection was enormous with a knob-like head that he poked at her mouth. She resisted so he reached down and twisted her ear so hard she though it might tear off. It didn't, but her mouth opened and soon she was gagging on his manhood.
While her mouth was being violated, her vagina was probed by the fifth cowboy. He had passed off his camera and was halfway into her cunt when the gagging started. A few strokes later he was hard enough to penetrate her ass and did so without missing a beat. A few times he shoved his cock up her ass, then in her cunt, then back again.
She could feel both of them getting extremely hard Whe she heard them say, "Ready?"
"Yeah, let's go," and they swapped places. Her eyes bugged out of her head as the cock that had been in her ass was shoved down her throat, and the one that had been in her mouth was driven up her ass. Impaled from both ends she barely clung to life until they finally came, each delivering semen into opposite ends of her agony-wracked body.
When they withdrew, all five of them let go and she laid puking and gasping for air on the dirt. She passed out trying not to imagine what would come next.