Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Vegetarian Test Author: TheBigLove126 Keywords: MMF, MF, celeb, rape, reluc, viol, oral, anal Summary: Carrie Underwood makes a huge mistake - Disclaimer: The following is a non-consensual story featuring a celebrity and fictional men. Any similarities to reality are purely coincidental If you have any questions, comments or other feedback to this or any of my other stories; feel free to contact me at - thebiglove126@yahoo.com or chat with me on YIM, I am almost always online. When it comes to request, I will take them if they interest me, I like the celeb (no Miley, no Ariana, no Scarlett, no Kardashian, no Upton) and the request is not too detailed (I don't like planning out stories, I like to write as I go). For more stories from myself and many other great authors at my story site http://www.celebritystorylibrary.com/ today - Carrie Underwood was about to leave the house, ready to go to an awards banquet set up by the United Vegetarian Appreciation Counsel, or UVAC for short. She had received a letter in the mail two weeks earlier informing her that she was being awarded with the `UVAC Human of the Year' award. Even though she had never heard of the award or even the organization, she was thrilled to be honored. The thirty-two year old was a proud vegetarian, never steering away from her beliefs, even during her pregnancy when she was heavily advised to consume meat for the health of her son. Nothing would make her eat even the smallest amount of dead animal. Carrie learned through a phone call that it was a casual affair, needing not to get dressed up in a fancy way. Instead, she was dressed in a pair of black Capri pants, a pair of black dress shoes and a green polo shirt that tightly hugged her new-mommy breasts in place. She left her house around seven o'clock in the evening, three hours prior to the ceremonies beginning. After maneuvering through Nashville traffic, the eager blonde finally arrived at the building. She was a bit shocked to see such a normal-looking hotel hosting the ceremony. It was not a fancy Hilton-esque hotel, just a basic three-story building. She shrugged it off as it was an informal event and left her car, walking towards the front door. The country superstar tucked her shirt into her pants and walked into the lobby. As she rang the bell at the front desk, she heard footsteps running behind her. Before she could react, as arm wrapped around her neck and began to choke her out. "Nap time," a rough male voice grunted as she struggled to fight free. Seconds later, Carrie lost consciousness and went limp in his arms. The man picked her up over his shoulder and carried her into the basement of the building. Just as he closed the door, a small old woman came from the back room to answer the bell. She looked around and saw nobody, so she went back to what she was doing. Downstairs, the man carried Carrie through a series of long hallways that clearly led away from the original building. He carried her for several minutes, finally coming to an end as he walked through a large door that led to a large room, empty except for light bulb dangling from the ceiling and an air mattress on the floor. He gently lay the knocked-out singer on the mattress and covered her with a thin sheet up to her breasts. The man gave her breasts a light squeeze before locking the door that he entered from. He then left the room from a door on the other side, locking it as well and keeping Carrie in the room alone. Several minutes later, Carrie awoke and sat straight up. She looked around the empty room as her heart raced. "Hello?" she called out, tossing the sheets off and standing up. "Where am I?" Carrie received no answer as she walked around, repeating her calls. She went to both doors and tried to open them but to no avail. She started to get very nervous as she sat back down on the bed and brought her knees to her chest. The woman was breathing very heavily and was trying her hardest to calm down. After an hour of her wondering where she was, how she got there and why it was her that was placed here, the lock on the main door clicked and slowly, the door was pulled open. In was pushed a cart with a covered tray atop it. Pushing the cart was the same man who had choked her out earlier, now visible to her for the first time. He stood around 6 feet tall with a long beard and long black hair. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from a concert tour...Carrie Underwood's most recent tour. "Hello Carrie," he said in a thick southern accent. "Where am I?" she asked as she backed away from him. "That is not important," he said as he turned to the door and watched as two men walked in. One of the men was a short, bearded man while the other was as tall as the lead man but bald and cleanly shaven. Both men wearing only a pair of boxers and a wife-beater, stood next to the opposite side of the tray. "My name is Richard, this is Brian and Andy," he said as he took a step towards Carrie, causing her to scurry back, falling off of the mattress. "No need to be afraid." "Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed. "Calm down!" he shouted back at her. "Get back on the mattress." Carrie froze as she stared at the man. Slowly, she shuffled her way back to the mattress. "Was this all a set up? The award?" she asked. "Wow, you are smarter than I gave you credit for," Richard said. "I mean, you are still a dumbass who cares more about animals then people but still, good on you for figuring it all out." "You hate me because I'm a vegetarian?" she asked, looking a bit angry. "I never said I hate YOU, just your lifestyle," he explained. "I read how you said that `nothing would ever' get you to eat meat and I just wanted to test you to see if that was true." Brian lifted the cover off of the tray, showing off a freshly grilled steak. Carrie stared at the cooked meat and felt nauseous. She figured that she would be held down and forced to eat the former cow. "I will give you choice," Richard said. "You can either put this meat in your mouth or these meats in your mouth." As he turned around and pointed at the men, Carrie watched as Brian and Alex each pulled their boxers down, revealing their fully-erect cocks. Her eyes grew wide and her nausea increased as the members of seven and eight inches, respectively, stood straight out, almost pointing at her. "You are fucking sick," Carrie said as she stood up. The blonde was about to punch Richard in the face when he pulled a taser out of his pocket and pressed it to her elbow. Carrie screamed and fell onto the mattress once she felt the jolts of electricity shoot up her arm. "What will it be Carrie?" he asked as she still grimaced in pain. "Fuck you!" she screamed. Brian and Alex rushed to the mattress and held Carrie's arms down above her head. Richard reached for her belt and pulled it off before ripping her pants down to her knees. Taking her pink panties in his fingers, he yanked them down to reveal her recently-trimmed pubic hair above her bright pink pussy lips. He placed the taser to her lips and pressed down, send violent shocks into her vagina. Carrie howled liked a dying animal while her legs kicked and twitched around. "What will it be Carrie!!" he yelled after pulling the taser away. The other men pulled her shirt and bra completely off of her body while Richard fully removed her pants, underwear and shoes. "If you don't want to put meat in your mouth, maybe all three of us can just put our meat in here," he said as he rubbed the taser around her painful lips. "Or of course the more fun option would be to hold the taser to your heart until it stops beating." "I'll take them!" she yelled, afraid that he might activate the taser again. "Them?" Richard asked. "Yes, yes," Carrie panted. "I'll put their things in my mouth, whatever just please don't shock me again." "You would rather suck off two men than eat a perfectly cooked steak? Oh well, you made your choice. On your knees!" he commanded. The men released Carrie's arms and allowed her to rise to her knees. Reluctantly, she grabbed a hold of Brian's seven inch cock and brought it to her lips. With a disgusted look on her face, she pushed her head forward, feeling his cock slide against her tongue. He grabbed hold of her head and pulled her closer until her nose was pressed against the sweaty skin of his pubic area. Carrie began to struggle as his cock went into her throat, remaining still. She tried to push him away but was unable to. Seconds later, Brian pulled her away and allowed her to breathe. Before her breath was fully recovered, she took Andy's entire larger cock down her throat and choked on it as well. He held her down longer, loving the feeling of her throat trying to milk the smallest amount of oxygen down. He let go and she started to cough and struggle. "Grab them both and use that talented mouth of yours," Richard demanded. Carrie looked up at him with a glare that would kill him if possible. She wrapped each hand around each cock and rapidly slid her hand up and down. Keeping her eyes on Richard, she turned her head and started to suck on the head of Brian's cock, looking as if she wanted to bite it off. It was the least enthusiastic of a blowjob that could ever take place as she kept glaring at her captor while moving her head back and forth between his two cronies. Richard grabbed a knife and fork and cut a small chunk of the steak. He stabbed it with the fork and held it up in front of her face. She groaned as the smell of the cooked meat wafted up her nostrils. "All of this can end if you take one bite," he taunted. Carrie closed her eyes and proceeded to concentrate solely on Andy's cock. The lack of enthusiasm she had was gone as she was now actively trying make him cum. The singer wanted to show that she made the right choice and would enjoy giving a stranger a blowjob more than eating a one inch piece of steak. With Brian's cock still in her hand, she stared up at Andy with her beautiful smokey eyes. She quickly moved her hand up and down his throbbing shaft while keeping the head between her lips and suckling as hard as possible. It was easily the best oral pleasure that the bald man had ever received, even if it was unwanted on her part. With Carrie's tongue tickling the hole of his cock, Andy was ready to burst. Without warning her, he filled her mouth with his hot semen, which slid down her tongue and into her throat. She gagged as shot after shot went down into her stomach but she refused to pull away. Tears of shame ran down her eyes as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, leaving the last bit of a mixture of cum and saliva on her lips. She looked up at Richard, who was laughing at her. "Fuck you," she said as turned to Brian and gave him a more intense blowjob. With Andy's cum still on her tongue, she swirled said tongue up and down his shaft while holding his cock up with her fingers on the head. Her tongue found its way to his balls and danced across the sensitive skin. She sucked one testicle into her mouth and swirled it around while her wrist went to work stroking all seven inches. The blonde alternated between balls for nearly three minutes before taking the cock back in her mouth. She deep throated him over and over again, allowing herself to choke on his member. Richard again held the piece of steak near her. The smell once again fueled her to increase her anger. Wrapping her lips tightly against Brian's cock, she bobbed her back and forth as fast as possible while making sure to suck as hard as her lungs would allow. Seconds later, she felt the familiar taste and texture of his seed shooting against the back of her throat. She pulled his cock out and allowed him to cum all over her juicy lips while she stared at her captor. She was so determined to prove her vegetarianism that she was completely ignoring the fact that she was cheating in her husband with men she had never met before. Once again, she did realize what she was doing as the last drop hit her lips, causing her to bawl her eyes out. "Aww, what's the matter?" Richard taunted. "You act like a filthy slut and then cry about it. You ARE as dumb as you look." "I did what you wanted," she said while sobbing. "You got what you wanted. I betrayed my husband, I gave oral to these two disgusting pigs...all because you are a fucking asshole who hates vegetarians!? Is this really so damn pleasing to you!?" "Yes Carrie, yes it is," Richard said with a laugh. "And your test is not over. You have to choose...either you eat the steak or I put my cock up your cunt and give you baby number two." "No, no way am I letting you fuck me," she said. "You are a sick piece of shit. I'd rather die than let your dick anywhere near me." "So you will eat the whole steak?" he asked. Carrie sighed and looked at the steak, trying to hold her vomit in her stomach. "If I do, can I leave?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," he responded. "Fine, I'll do it," she said, defeated. Carrie stood up and approached the tray. She was handed the fork and knife and looked back at the men before wrapping her lips around the meat, chewing and swallowing while a look of pure disgust was on her pretty face. She cried the entire time as she ate the whole thing, hearing three laughing men behind her taunt and tease. After twenty minutes of choking the dead meat down her throat, she was finally finished. "That was disgusting," she said as she put the fork and knife down. "Can I go now?" "Oh god no," Richard said as all three men approached her. "What!? I did what you asked!" she screamed. "You really were going to trust a man who kidnapped you and forced you to blow two strangers? You really are a fucking braindead dipshit, you know that?" he said. Carrie tried to run for the open door but was stopped as Richard grabbed onto her long blonde locks and threw her onto the mattress. Brian grabbed the fork while Andy grabbed the knife. Brian held the fork at her eye while the knife was pressed against her throat. They rolled her onto her stomach while Richard started to remove his shirt and pants. "I said I wouldn't fuck your cunt, and I won't...just yet," he said as he spit in his hand and stroked his cock. "That ass is just too perfect to not take first." Carrie wanted to scream but the feeling of the knife against her neck kept her from doing so. She simply closed her eyes and sobbed as she felt something press against her ass hole. "Have you ever been butt-fucked before?" he asked. "Y-yes," she shamefully answered. "Then this shouldn't hurt as much." Richard grabbed hold of her firm cheeks and slid his barely damp cock into her air-tight ass. She grunted and groaned as he took no time to start thrusting in and out as fast as he possibly could. The spit on his cock was nowhere near enough lubrication to prevent her from feeling pain. While she was no stranger to anal sex, she had never had it without real lubricant. Richard could not have possibly cared less how the woman he captured and humiliated felt during this raping. He was on cloud nine, staring down at a very successful celebrity unable to stop him from making her his personal bitch. He began to spank and slap her ass cheeks, leaving deep, red marks and loud, vibrating sounds behind. Carrie was sobbing as hard as she had all night. She wanted so badly to kick him away and run but having a fork just inches from her eyes and a knife that could slit her throat with little effort prevented her from doing so. She was completely powerless, which only turned Richard on more. The man reached forward and pulled her hair, wrenching her neck back and forcing an arch in her back. With each thrust, she felt as if he would rip her hair out. This only added to the pain she was already feeling. With her back arched, her breasts became targets for the other men, who took the opportunity to slap, grab and twist them as roughly as possible. Carrie was praying for this all to end. Unfortunately, she got her wish. Richard's hips were moving as fast as possible. Carrie could tell that he was close and she prayed that he would hurry up and fill her bowels with his disgusting seed. Instead, Richard pulled out of her ass and flipped her over. His cock pressed against her pussy and easily slid in. She looked at him with horror as the other men pinned her arms done. She could tell by the look on his face that he was about to cum. "NOOO! Pull out! NO!" she screeched, trying to break free. "Please don't! My butt, my boobs, my face...anywhere but there! I don't want your baby!" Carrie's pleas fell on deaf ears as Richard fell forward on her and rested his head next to hers, his cock pumping massive loads of cum directly into her womb. She turned her head away and continued to cry as her worst nightmare had come true. For several seconds, she could feel his slimy cum fill her up. She knew that she was in the prime time of her bodily cycle to get pregnant once again. As he lifted his sweaty, disgusting body off of her own sweaty body. "Take care of Richard Jr.," he said as he began to dress himself. "To leave, just go out the door, upstairs and take a left, ya whore." Carrie remained on the mattress, crying her eyes out for nearly an hour after the men had left. She hated herself for what she had done prior to the full-on rape she had just experienced. Eventually, she built enough strength to get off of the mattress. She wiped the dried cum that had oozed out of her pussy up with her panties before tossing them away. She pulled her shirt and pants on, stuffed her bra in the back of her jeans and slid her shoes on. After walking up the stairs with clear pain in her ass, she exited the building to find herself across the street from the parking lot that her car was in. Looking behind her, she saw that it was a lonely shed she had walked out from. She raced to her car and got in. Tears blurred her vision as she drove away, not to her house, but to the hospital. Later that night, the building was raided by the police and all three men were arrested for rape, kidnapping and torture. They found her cum-stained panties in the room and saw a small drop of blood from her ass on the mattress. They were led out of the shed to see Carrie, her husband Mike and their lawyer standing by. Richard smirked at her before receiving a stiff punch from Mike, knocking him down to the ground, unconscious. The cop leading him out, a massive fan of his hockey team and her music, simply picked him up by his bloody beard. He held him up for Carrie, who also punched him in the face, before throwing his limp body in the back of the car.