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   Courtney sat alone at the bar, waiting for her husband John to get back
from washing his hands so hopefully they could leave.  She had agreed to be
his designated driver since she was 5 months pregnant and couldn't drink
anyway, but she had forgotten how boring it was to be in a bar sober.  She
wanted to dance, but wasn't sure if John would be okay with it.  He didn't
really dance when they went out, just drank and talked.  She felt a hand
brush against her back and turned, expecting John.  Instead, one of the
other bar patrons stood there, running his rough hands up and down her
back. His hand settled at the small of her back as he asked, "You look
bored, wanna dance?" While he waited for her to reply, his eyes wandered
down to her cleavage, which she had done her best to conceal, but with the
pregnancy, her C cup tits had swelled well into D range, and it was hard to
hide anymore.  Courtney turned red and turned away, but the stranger
stepped in closer and ran his hands around her waist to the slight swell of
her pregnant belly and asked again, "What's wrong baby?  My name's Dave,
and I just wanna have some fun on the dance floor with you." Courtney
wasn't used to men being so forward with her, but she was bored, and with
the pregnancy hormones flowing, physical touch turned her on much more than
it used to.  "Fine, we can dance, but only until my husband gets back."
"Sure thing, we'll have some fun, then you can go." The DJ was playing some
country song, and Courtney loved to line dance, so she headed out and
jumped into the line.  Dave danced beside her for three country songs, line
dancing to Copperhead Road and Cotten-eyed Joe.  As Courtney danced, Dave
enjoyed watching her big tits jiggle as she bounced around to the music. 
After Cotton-eyed Joe ended, Courtney looked up and saw John watching her
from the bar.  She quickly went over and asked if he was ready to go.  "Not
yet babe, I'm enjoying watching you dance, and I just requested the Wobble.
Go dance some more, then we can go." Since she was having her first fun of
the night, Courtney headed back out.  Dave was right behind her as the
Wobble came on, loving the view as she shook her tits and her ass.  Next
came some rap song she had never heard, but she started dancing anyway,
just enjoying herself.  She didn't really notice where Dave had gone until
she felt him behind her, pulling her hips back against him.  She noticed
that he was enjoying himself as she felt a hardness pressed up against her
ass.  His hands roamed on her hips and belly, and she had to admit it felt
good.  Soon another guy was dancing up against her front, staring at her
tits and grabbing her ass whenever Dave wasn't pressed against her. 
Suddenly Courtney felt very uncomfortable.  At the same time, she noticed
that Dave's hands weren't staying at her waist anymore, and were starting
to wander upward, cupping her tits and then squeezing.  Just as she was
about to say something, the music changed, and she heard John's voice come
over the speakers, "Ladies and gentlemen, I present for your entertainment,
the lovely Courtney.  Just a little background folks, Courtney is 29, a
mom, and pregnant for the second time.  Her tits are sitting at about a D
right now, and she hates anything kinky, but we'll fix that later.  Now its
time for the judging!"

   It took Courtney a second to realize what was going on, but by that
time, Dave had stepped behind her and pinned her arms back.  The other guy
who had been dancing stepped in front of her, and she heard Dave say,
"Alright Chris, let's show the crowd what she has to offer!" Courtney felt
a chill as Chris produced a pair of scissors and lifted the front of her
shirt slightly.  He leered at her and started cutting.  The crowd cheered
as her shirt and tank-top parted, first revealing her pregnant belly with
the slightly protruding navel, then showing the whole bar her barely
contained pregnant tits, trying to burst free of the bra that was holding
them.  Chris cut her shirt completely off, then gave her tits a quick
squeeze through the bra.  Then he unbuttoned her pants and slid them off,
leaving all her clothes in a pile at her feet.  Chris grabbed a camera and
took a few pictures, and several people from the crowd stepped up to take
pics as well.  Courtney squirmed and tried to get away, but Dave held her
tightly.  "Alright Dave, your turn," said Chris, as he took Courtney's arms
and gave the scissors up to Dave.  "Now bitch, the whole bar is going to
see what you take so much care to hide from the world," he said, as Dave
slid the scissors under the center fabric of her bra.  One quick snip, and
her big tits fell free, then a couple more snips and she was topless, more
exposed than she had ever been to this point.  Dave squeezed her tits
roughly, then leaned in and sucked her swollen nipples.  Courtney squirmed
and twisted, but only succeeded in exciting Dave and the crowd by wiggling
her chest.  Dave bit down on a nipple, then looked her in the eye and said,
"Your udders are now free for the taking by anyone in this bar.  Better get
used to it, and maybe the patrons won't hurt you as much." Dave reached a
hand down and rubbed her pussy through her cotton panties roughly. 
Courtney gasped as he squeezed her labia and pushed at least two fingers up
into her vagina.  With a sudden jerk, Dave ripped her panties from her,
then slapped her pussy.  More people from the crowd stepped forward. 
Camera flashes lit up the stage as people jockeyed for the best angle on
her tits and pussy.  As Courtney looked away to shield her eyes and some
shred of her dignity, she noticed three more guys pushing a roll-out bed
onto the dance floor.  It was all starting to add up - John had made her
the centerpiece of a sex show!  She knew that John enjoyed looking at porn
that involved bondage and sadism, as well as gang-bangs, but she had always
thought that her refusals would be honored.  She squealed out, "NO, NO,
PLEASE, JOHN, SAVE ME, DON'T LET THEM DO THIS!" "Sorry, honey, but let's
face it, you are getting pretty boring in bed, and you always ignore me
when I ask for anything kinky, so tonight, I get to enjoy watching you be
turned into a sex toy for me and the bar's enjoyment." He turned to the
audience and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, Courtney was a virgin when I
met her.  You are about to see her beautiful body turned into nothing but a
living sex toy.  Enjoy the show!"

   John stepped down from the DJ stand and began stripping off his clothes.
Dave and Chris pulled Courtney over to the bed and tied her down
spreadeagle.  The bed wasn't full-size, and let her head hang off one end,
and left her pussy only about an inch from the other edge.  Courtney still
hadn't realized that struggling would get her nowhere, and she thrashed
against the ropes, much to the crowd's delight.  Her big tits jumping back
and forth whipped the crowd into a frenzy, and the five guys standing naked
around her began pumping their already hard cocks in their hands.  John
stepped forward between her legs and shoved three fingers in her pussy. 
"She's wet, boys!  All those times she told me she hated kink, and she's
tied naked on a bed and wet!" John shoved his cock into her and began
pounding as hard as he could.  As he thrust in and out, the bed actually
began to move.  He was so excited at fulfilling his fantasies, that he
couldn't last long.  He pulled out and shot his load across her belly. 
"She's all yours, boys," he yelled as he squeezed out the last drops. 
Immediately, the other five stepped forward.  Courtney was assaulted
violently as two men shoved their cocks into her pussy and mouth, and the
others grabbed at her body.  Her tits were squeezed and twisted, and her
nipples were pulled until she felt like they were going to be ripped off
her chest.  She bucked and gagged as she was penetrated from both ends, the
men's cocks throbbing inside her.  As soon as one guy finished and shot his
load across her belly or face, the hole was filled with another cock.  As
the five guys finished, men began to flow in from the audience.  The men
fucked her for forty-five minutes before John called out, "Alright guys,
time to let Courtney rest for a minute, next round of beers is free!" John
walked over and looked down into Courtney's cum-covered face.  "Good start
babe, the guys are loving it.  Unfortunately for you, the painful part
hasn't even started yet.  Better rest while you can, cause it's only gonna
get worse." Courtney moaned, her eyes pleading with John, her tits heaving
as cum ran across her nipples and down into her cleavage.  Her eyes closed,
and she passed out as John stepped away.

   Courtney woke to a slap across the face.  As her eyes snapped open, she
focused in a what had to be the biggest cock she had ever seen.  Even at
her friend's bachelorette party, where the sales lady had brought out
monster dildos, Courtney had never thought a real one could be that big. 
Then she made a mistake and gasped.  As her mouth came open, the man
grabbed her jaw so that she couldn't close it, and placed the tip of his
cock against her lips.  "Open wide bitch, I'm about to throat fuck you!"
was the last thing Courtney heard before her mouth was shoved open so far
that she thought her jaw had dislocated.  The pain in her jaw was soon
eclipsed by the pain in her throat as the tip of his cock shoved its way
into her esophagus, making her gag and cutting off her air supply.  The man
grinned as he watched her choke on his cock, then pulled it out slightly to
allow in some air.  Just as soon as she sucked in a breath, his cock was in
her throat again.  This time he kept it there until the edges of her sight
started to dim, and she thrashed againt the ropes, fighting for air.  Just
before she passed out, he pulled his cock out slightly again, keeping her
from slipping into darkness.  He repeated this again and again, until
Courtney had lost count, and was taking longer and longer to recover from
the lack of oxygen.  FInally, she slipped into unconsciousness.  As soon as
she did, he pulled out his cock, moved between her legs, and pushed his
cock roughly into her pussy.  Courtney came awake immediately and screamed,
her back arching and her tits dancing as his cock made her feel like she
was being split in half.  He moved slowly at first, making sure she felt
every inch of him, then began to pump her faster.  At first, Courtney
shrieked and tried to move her hips with him in an attempt to ease the
pain, but as her strength wore down, she finally lay there limply and
moaned, her body jerking spastically as he fucked her.  As she slipped into
darkness again from pain and exhaustion, he pulled out and shot his load
across her swollen belly.  Courtney lay there under the hot lights of the
dance floor, unconscious and drained.  John bought another round of drinks
for the patrons and got a hard on thinking of what lay ahead for her.  Yes,
she had experienced more pain than she ever had before, but it had still
only begun....

   After John let her sleep for about an hour, he had Dave and Chris take
her off the bed and tie her arms above her head to the dance floor's light
racks, leaving her hanging in the middle of the dance floor.  The new
position and pain in ther arms dragged her back to consciousness, and she
looked at herself in the mirror behind the bar.  She was barely
recognizable.  Cum was crusted in her hair, and across her face, tits, and
belly.  As her vision improved, she saw Dave and Chris standing off to the
side, one holding a hose and the other holding some sort of floor cleaning
brush.  Suddenly, Dave turned on the hose, and a blast of cold water hit
Courtney in the face.  Dave sprayed her from head to toe as Chris stepped
up with a bucket of suds.  The cold water took her breath away, stunning
her to the point that she almost didn't feel it initially when Chris
started to scrub the cum off of her.  The stiff bristles of the brush raked
across her sensitive skin, scratching at her engorged nipples, and
painfully scraping her labia.  Chris and Dave were very thorough, and no
part of her escaped the water or the brush.  THey were surprisingly gentle
with her face, though, which she assumed somewhere in the back of her mind
meant that John didn't want her face damaged.  He had always said it was
her best feature.  Even this cleaning was like a torture to her, and when
they finished, she saw herself in the mirror again, her skin glowing bright
red, her hair wet and limp.  Finally she worked up the strength to speak.
When Dave saw that she was trying to say something, he grabbed a microphone
and put it up to her mouth.  "Please John, don't let them hurt me anymore,"
she whispered, "I'll do whatever you want from now on.  Anything.  You can
whip me, fuck my ass, I'll even show off my tits like you've always wanted,
just please don't let them hurt me anymore." John stepped up to her,
grabbed a fistful of her tit, and squeezed until her back arched as he
looked into her eyes, "That's right, you will do anything.  But you'll do
it right now.  No more promises, no more ignoring me, I'm going to get my
fun, and I'll get it now.  Oh, and I'll get it later."

   John grabbed the microphone, "Ladies, the guys have had all the fun to
this point, so now it's your turn.  I have three cat o'nine tails sitting
up here on the bar.  First three ladies up here get to use them on
Courtney. She's never been whipped before, so make sure to give her lots of
attention.  THe only rule is that all whipping must be below the neck,
everything else is fair game.  Ready?  Go!" As soon as John finished the
announcement, three girls were already on their way up to grab the whips. A
tall brunette made it there first, grabbed her whip and made a beeline for
Courtney.  Courtney tried to dodge as the whip came toward her, but the
first swing landed squarely across her tits.  She squealed and turned away,
but only succeeded in turning her body toward the next girl coming at her.
This time, whips cracked across her tits and her ass.  She screamed and
jerked, just as the last girl arrived.  Whips began to crack ferociously
across her body.  Her thighs were whipped until she thought she couldn't
stand, her ass and back became a mass of bright red stripes, but her tits
and belly really took the brunt of the abuse.  Tears poured down her face
as she frantically tried to get away from the pain, but nothing she could
do would save her.  Suddenly, two of the girls grabbed her legs and pulled
them off the floor, hanging all her weight from her arms.  The girls spread
her legs wide as the brunette stepped forward and swung her whip straight
at Courtney's pussy.  A whole new level of pain shot through her body as
the brunette took swing after swing at her labia.  FInally, after thirty
minutes of the abuse, John called an end and let the girls sit down. 
Courtney was lowered until she could sit on the dance floor, but her arms
stayed tied above her.  She sat there with glazed eyes, staring at the
patrons as they drank another round.

   That round went down quickly, and before she knew it, Courtney was
hanging from her arms again.  Dave and Chris stepped up again, this time
with small clamps and some paracord.  Dave looped the paracord around her
tits and cinched it down, causing her already swollen tits to bulge.  He
tied her tits off and stepped back, admiring his work as the blood began to
pool in her udders, turning them a bright red.  He knew they would turn a
nice purple soon.  Chris, meanwhile, took two of the clamps and attached
them to her nipples, the small plastic teeth biting in sharply.  THe other
two clamps he attached to each of her labia lips.  Then they stepped away,
clearing a path for John, who was holding several large fishing weights in
his hands.  John looked deep into her eyes, then began hanging the weights
from the clamps.  Her nipples and labia slowly began to stretch as the
weight increased.  The pain surged through her, but she was too tired by
now to scream or cry.  She just moaned softly and accepted the suffering.
John continued hanging weights until each clamp was at least an inch below
where it had started.  Courtney's big tits, engorged with the blood from
being tied, now began to stretch down toward the floor.

   Suddenly, Courtney realized she wasn't tied to the ceiling anymore. 
After hanging the weights, John had released her arms, and was now standing
behind her, gently caressing her neck and back.  Then his hands wandered
over the rest of her damaged body, caressing her thighs, her ass, her
belly, and finally, her tits.  As he caressed her tits, he slowly untied
them.  The blood rushed away, leaving them tingling and excited.  Inside
her mind, something snapped.  "Fuck me," she said as she turned to John. 
"Right now, in front of all these people, fuck my pussy." John didn't waste
any time.  He grabbed a chair and bent her over it, then plunged his cock
into her pussy.  He pounded her as hard as he could, the weights on her
tits and pussy lips swaying in time with his pounding.  "Harder, John,
harder, please!  Fuck me!" John obliged, pounding her harder than he had
ever tried before, slapping her ass and tits, pulling the clamps.  Courtney
shoved her hips back against him, egging him on until she finally screamed,
"Fuck me like the whore I am, oh god, I'm cumming!" John couldn't hold back
anymore and shot his load deep inside her.  She stood up and looked at Dave
and Chris.  "Your last fun for the night boys, come rip these clamps off
me." Dave and Chris stepped forward and each grabbed a nipple and pussy
clamp.  Almost simultaneously, they ripped the clamps off.  Courtney arched
her back, then looked at them again.  "Pants down gentlemen, its time for a
thank you for turning me into the painslut John has always wanted me to
be." Chris and Dave dropped their pants instantly, and Courtney knelt
between them.  She serviced both of them until they shot their loads in her
mouth.  After she swallowed, she got up and walked over to John.  "Thank
you, dear, for a wonderful night.  We'll have to come back after the baby
is born.  I'm sure you have some even darker desires for me to fulfill."
John nodded his agreement, then handed her a duffel bag.  "Here are some
clothes to change into," he said.  "Now its time for us to go home."