Shell’s Degradation


PART ONE

Michelle married her husband of three years, Michael, right out of high school. 
Their whirlwind courtship was happy and full of joy and togetherness. After 
college, Michael got an excellent job with a large corporation which enabled 
them to buy a good home in a nice neighborhood near the city. They lived the 
life of the perfect couple. Until that fateful day..... 

Michael came home with an unusual frown on his face. Michelle greeted him 
at the door, as usual, in sweatpants and a loose top. He grimaced a bit upon 
seeing her. 

"Hon, I'm afraid I have some bad news." he started the conversation after he 
had dropped his attache and they moved to sit in the living room. "The 
company needs to send me to Germany for six weeks to help complete a 
project over there, and what with the budget cuts and all, I'm afraid you'll have 
to stay here alone. I just can't take you with me." He looked sincerely 
crestfallen. 

"Oh, no!" exclaimed Michelle, her heart falling at the news. They had never 
been separated through their married life, short though it was to this point. 
"Oh, why, honey, why?" she pouted. 

"Look, I'm not overjoyed about it either. But I have to do it. If I turn this posting 
down, I'll never get anywhere in the company. It won't be so bad, I'll call you 
every other day, and you'll see, the six months will pass very quickly. The 
company is advancing me ten thousand dollars to tide you over until I get 
back, so you'll have no money problems." 

He went on soothing Michelle's doubts through their dinner and quiet evening 
afterwards. In bed, they had sex that was quietly satisfying to them both. A few 
days later, Michael boarded the airport limo and Michelle waved a tearful 
goodbye from their door. She spent the rest of the day almost numb, in front of 
an unseen television set. 

The next morning, Michelle was tidying up a bit around the house, dressed 
only in her long nightshirt, when the doorbell rang quite unexpectedly. "Who 
could that be?" she thought, puzzled. "Who is it?" she called out from the 
foyer. 
"Western Union, ma'am." came a voice from the outside. Michelle walked 
calmly to the door and opened it. Three burly men forced their way inside 
before she could slam the door shut. Michelle gasped in horror. 

They were dressed completely in black, black trousers and black turtlenecks. 
They were each in their late 30's or early 40's, large men over six feet tall and 
200 pounds each. Her arms were grasped tightly and firmly by two of them, 
while the third clapped a large palm over her mouth. 

"It won't do you any good to scream. The neighbors on both sides are out. 
We've cut the phone line. So, if you cooperate, you won't get hurt. Now, are 
you satisfied?" he hissed at her. Michelle, her eyes wide with terror, nodded 
slowly at him. Her heart was pounding. 

"Eric, Lars, get the stuff. And be fast, we have to get out of here quickly." The 
other two men surrendered Michelle's arms to the leader and quickly ran to her 
bedroom, stuffing some clothes and makeup in to a small bag. 

"We're going to make it look like you had to take a quick journey. And you are, 
actually. Just not where they might think you're going." the leader said to her 
as the two other returned. 

Quickly they pulled a large black cloth bag from Erik's back pockets, and 
pulled it down over the woman, not before Lars had handcuffed her wrists 
behind her back and covered her eyes with a blinding mask. 

The leader pushed a gag into her mouth. Michelle was completely 
disorganized. She had no idea what was going on. The men roughly picked 
her up and carried her out the door, one of them shutting and locking it behind 
them. 

She felt them carry her down the short walk and out to the street, and then she 
was pushed/pulled in to the back seat of an obviously large automobile or 
limousine. None of the men spoke for several minutes as the car pulled away 
from her home and headed away at a fairly high rate of speed. 

At first, Michelle tried to keep track of where they were turning, but soon found 
it impossible to tell, what with the blindfold and bag over her, and the near-
soundless environment inside the limo. Suddenly, an icy chill ran over her 
body. 

"Ok, Erik, you do her first. Remember the plan." she heard the still- unnamed 
leader speak. Michelle felt the bag being removed from over her body, and she 
was pulled around on the car seat until her legs extended far out into the 
middle of the car and her back was against the backrest of the huge seat. 

She struggled, but could not loosen the handcuffs or move the blindfold. 
Suddenly she felt the nightshirt ripped from her body. She screamed through 
the gag, but the man only chuckled. He looked down at her nearly prone, 
naked form. Long, slender legs led to a pair of wide, but not too wide, hips. 

Her femininity was crowned by a silky fine and tiny strip of sparse pubic hair 
which stopped just above her labia, leaving her pussy hairless. A trim waist 
and tummy led to what was perhaps Michelle's proudest asset. Her breasts 
were small, but seemed much larger on her otherwise petite frame. 

She had been embarrassed when they first started sprouting while she was 
just in sixth grade. Through junior and senior high, they slowd their growth but 
filled out to firm mounds topped by tiny pink nipples. 

They heaved with fear now, the nipples erecting in the cool air, not through any 
sexual excitement that Michelle felt. Her slim neck and long brown hair framed 
an attractive, though not extremely beautiful face. Around the gag her lips 
compressed. 

The man named Erik quickly dropped his slacks. Michelle felt him reach 
between her legs and probe her vagina, feeling the dry fingers invade her most 
private areas. He wormed two fingers around and around, trying to stir her up. 

She squirmed at his touch, trying to move away, but found it impossible as one 
other man held her tightly by the shoulders. The next thing she felt was a 
large, erect cock poking at the entrance to her vagina. 

She tried to clamp her leg together, but could not. She felt a pair of hands grab 
each ankle and slip some sort of smooth, cool rope around them and tie them 
apart to opposite ends of the car's interior width. 

The cock at her slit pushed itself it slowly, and Michelle was aghast to find 
herself becoming stimulated at this situation. Slowly, then faster, the cock 
began to pick up speed, thrusting in and out, not roughly , but with greater 
force than she had ever encouraged with her husband. 

HER HUSBAND!! Suddenly Michelle froze. What would Michael be able to do 
about this? He was 10,000 miles away. How could he help? She groaned 
inwardly. She endured several more minutes of the thick male member 
invading her channel. Then, though the haze, she heard the leader speak 
once again. 

"OK, enough already. Finish it off!" he said gruffly. Abruptly Michelle felt the 
pounding stop and the penis was withdrawn. She was puzzled. Seconds ticked 
by. She though she could hear a light slapping noise a few inches away, and 
was completely at a loss. Then it happened.  

SPLAT...SPLAT......SPLAT.......SPLAT.........SPLAT......SPLAT. Michelle was 
horrified to feel the wet splashing on her face and cheeks. She could taste the 
wet saltiness on her upper lip. 

"HE CAME ON MY FACE!" she thought, shuddering at it. The white streams 
of Erik's ejaculate slowly dripped from her, dropping slowly and wetly onto the 
upper slopes of her breasts. 

Michelle had never, ever, allowed any man to do that. On occasion, she would 
perform oral sex for Michael, and at his insistence, allow him to ejaculate in 
her mouth, but always had a tissue ready to spit the semen into. She thought it 
distasteful and disgusting. 

And now, a complete stranger had raped her and ejaculated all over her face. 
She could feel herself blush and redden at the thought. She felt, rather than 
saw, the flashes of light and noise that indicated a camera going off. "OH 
GOD, They've taken my picture!" she thought, horrified. 

She had no time for grief, though, as another hard penis was attacking her, 
and again Michelle felt the tremors of excitement start to build. Her vagina 
gave her away, slickly lubing the passage of the cock as it thrust in and out. 
Her clitoris began to quiver and quake, and Michelle allowed a small orgasm 
to pass. The man noticed it. 

"Hey, Bruno, I think the bitch just came. I think she's beginning to like it." he 
grunted. "Now the leader had a name - Bruno." she thought. Michelle 
wondered if this rapist would end the same way Erik had. She awaited the 
sudden emptiness in her pussy, wondering when it would come. She didn't 
have long to wait. 

Again, one second there was a hard, slick cock moving quickly through her hot 
channel. And the next second it was gone. She felt the presence of the man 
move up her body this time, and again heard the light slapping noise, but this 
time she knew what it was - the man was masturbating to climax. 

She waited - five seconds, ten seconds. Her breath caught. 20 seconds. Then 
she heard a grunt. 

"Oh fuck here it comes.." she heard the voice say. 

Then SPLAT...SPLAT....SPLAT .....SPLAT......SPLAT....SPLAT.....SPLAT the 
cum rained down on her features again, mixing and mingling with that of the 
first man. 

This discharge was more copious, Michelle could feel the hot streams hitting 
her distinctly. This one seemed to draw great pleasure from spraying his 
semen on her. Michelle thanked God for the mask and gag, or she was sure 
her eyes would be covered in it, and her mouth, awash. 

Even as it was, she could feel it pooling around her lips where they encircled 
the ball gag. The sperm dripped down each cheek and her chin and slowly 
dribbled down her forehead. She knew it was even in her hair and ears. 
Michelle groaned again. 

Again, the flash of a camera jolted her back to reality. Now they had pictures of 
her with two successive discharges of sperm on her. 

The third penis began it's work. This one was larger than the other two, larger 
than any Michelle had ever felt. It pushed it's way roughly into her being, 
thrusting and bulling towards her stomach. Michelle felt waves of revulsion 
begin to roil around her as the reality of her situation struck her. 

She had been kidnapped from her home, assaulted repeatedly in a car, and 
was being driven God knows where. Her husband wouldn't even know about it 
until at least tomorrow night when he called, and even then the fact that that 
phone had been cut off may not alarm him at all. Michelle shuddered. 

This time, the cock did not last long. "Remove the gag." a voice said. Hands 
quickly pulled the device from her mouth. Michelle drew in a deep breath, 
tasting the rapidly cooling semen from her two rapists. She momentarily forgot 
that the cock had just withdrawn from her. 
Before she could close her mouth in alarm, two great jets of sperm flew into it, 
choking her with surprise and alarm. She quickly clamped her lips down. 
"Don't swallow." the voice hissed in her ear. Michelle had no intention of doing 
that! Strangely, no more sperm landed on her. 

"Open up again." 

Michelle didn't move her lips. 

"Open up." This time, Michelle felt a cold round tube pressing into her side, 
just below her armpit. 

"OHGOD A GUN" she quaked. 

She slowly opened her lips. A small pool of white liquid grew at the base of her 
jaw. She waited. Then, in quick succession, three jets of sperm flew from the 
cock held just inches from her mouth, and splattered noisily into her mouth 
and lips. Others dripped and dropped onto her face. It seemed like the man 
would never finish. Michelle counted seven complete streams of semen flying 
into her mouth and face. 

"OK, now hold it like that. One more for the picture album. " Michelle felt a 
stong hand grasp her jaw, holding her mouth open. The camera whirred and 
clicked, flashing away in the dim light of the car. 

"Now swallow. And learn." Bruno said.

Michelle shook her head, mumbling "No, no, don't make me do that"
 
The gun barrel pushed farther into her side. Michelle realized that these people 
meant what they said. She closed her lips and tilted her face down. She felt 
the sperm pool at the front of her mouth. 

Then she steeled herself, and swallowed. It didn't all go down the first time. 
She had to swallow again. The liquid tasted salty, slightly bitter, like strong 
starchy seawater. Michelle reddened and blushed again. 

"Good. Get used to it. It may be the staple of your diet for a while." The men 
laughed. Michelle groaned . What was she in for? 

Shell’s Degradation - 

Part 2  

As the limo sped on into the day, Michelle could not but wonder what was 
happening to her. The men in the car were silent for an hour or two, then she 
heard low whispers among them. Abruptly, the large auto slowed and veered 
off what was obviously the interstate, but Michelle had no idea where. 

Her hands were still cuffed behind her back, and she lay almost prone on the 
rear seat. The sperm had long since dried on her face, but the mask was still 
in place. She tried sleeping fitfully, but could not bring herself to forget the 
awful humiliation of the gang rape and ejaculations on her face. 

The car travelled along a somewhat bumpy road for about 20 minutes, and 
then slowed and made a sharp turn. It angled upwards, and Michelle felt the 
huge machine gear down and climb up a twisting, torturous road. After just a 
few minutes, the car slowed to a stop. 

She heard the rear doors open up, and felt strong hands reach in and almost 
haul her out. Her nakedness embarrassed her, as she had no idea where she 
was. The torment and anguish were bringing salty tears to her eyes.  

"Why are you doing this to m-" she started to say, but was interrupted by a 
rubber ball gag thrust into her mouth again, almost choking her.
 
"Quiet, bitch, you'll talk when asked to. And it won't be often, believe me!" she 
heard a new voice, a feminine one at that, answer. She was led, stumbling, up 
a series of rough, stone steps, through a door and into the hallway of what she 
supposed was a large home of some sort. 

Finally the mask was taken from her face. Michelle felt the dried cum crinkle 
and snap on her cheekbones. She blinked in the dazzling light striking her 
eyes so suddenly after several hours of complete darkness. When the tearing 
stop long enough for her to focus, she gazed around. 

The three men who had kidnapped her were gone. She stood in a long, 
spacious hallway, with several large overhead windows letting in the summer 
sun. Luxurious Oriental rugs lined the marble floor, and expensive works of art 
and sculpture were everywhere. Obviously someone with a great deal of 
money lived here. The woman, behind her now, spoke. 
"Welcome to the Training Center, Michelle. My name is Eva. Before we go any 
farther, I should tell you the rules here. One, don't even think about trying to 
escape. The entire property is ringed with a 12 foot stone wall that is electrified 
and covered with broken glass.”

“The driveway is the only way in or out, and an armed guard is on duty 24 
hours a day, seven days a week. We also have several large Dobermans and 
Mastiffs ranging the grounds just in case you think you might like to explore - 
and they love the taste of fresh meat." 

"Two, you are a captive here, and as such have no rights whatsoever. Your 
entire life is in our hands. We'll tell you what to eat, what to wear, what to say, 
and where to go. We'll tell you when you can talk, eat, drink, sleep, shit, and 
piss. You will embark on a training regimen that will totally alter your 
personality. You will learn servitude, humiliation, and above all obedience to 
your master or masters." 

"Three, don't think your husband can help. We've had your telephone re- 
routed here, and your mail as well. When your husband calls, we have an 
excellent mimic here who will answer the phone and play your part perfectly. In 
fact, she's going to tell him that you decided to take a little vacation and would 
be out of touch for several weeks. Do you understand so far?" 

Michelle nodded, barely hearing the words. She looked at the woman. She 
was a tall, red-haired woman with staggeringly large breasts. She wore only a 
leather belt, thigh-high boots and a studded leather collar. Her pubic area was 
shaven completely bare, and her nipples looked as if they had rouge on them. 
Two small rings pierced each one. 

"I too am a slave here, but I was chosen by the masters to help orient the new 
slaves. I receive some special treatment, but not much. And sometimes they 
single me out for some really vicious treatment." As she spoke the woman 
uncuffed Michelle and removed the gag. Michelle rubbed her sore wrists and 
moved her jaw, trying to get the kinks out of it. 

"Why am I here? Who did this to me?" 

"You'll find out when it's time to find out. Until then, you are in our control. Lars 
here will take you to your room and show you the way to the lounge. You will 
always be in the company of one of the male employees here. You will never 
be alone, not even to make your toilet." 
Eva gestured behind Michelle, who turned to see Lars strolling up to them. 
"Lars, take Michelle to room 12-B. Have her bathe and then bring her to the 
lounge. She may as well get started on the training." 

Lars angled his head to indicate that Michelle should follow him. First, he 
attached a long silver chain to a collar similar, though smaller, than the one 
Eva wore around her neck. Then he fastened the collar around Michelle's slim 
neck. Her tears started to flow then. 

Michelle quietly sobbed as the man led her meekly down the hall and up a 
short flight of stairs. Down a corridor and into a room marked 12-B, Michelle 
could do nothing but weep and try to figure the situation out. 

Lars led her into the room. He didn't speak, except to point out the bathroom. 
"Let's go. You need a bath." 

"I..I have to pee, too." whimpered Michelle. Lars chuckled. "That's to be 
expected. Don't worry, we have porcelain toilets as well as several other kinds. 
You'll get over the embarrassment. He led her into the bathroom and picked 
up the toilet seat. "Do it." he said, pointing to the toilet. 

Michelle felt the shame wash over her in waves as she sat on the cool seat. At 
first she was too embarrassed and shocked to do anything, but the pressure in 
her bladder finally won out, and she began voiding. The splashing of the urine 
in the bowl seemed to amuse Lars, who smiled down at her. 

"That's a good girly. Pee nice." As he spoke, he pulled his zipper down. "As a 
matter of fact, I think I might take some of the pressure off as well." He fished 
his long cock from his pants, pointing it down at Michelle's hand which covered 
her own genitals. She was shocked. 

Then the man started to piss. A long hot stream of piss gushed out of his cock, 
striking her just below her navel, dripping down her wrist and hand and into the 
bowl. Michelle hung her head in shame and misery. Lars continued to piss on 
her, directing the stream up and over her tummy and breasts. 

Then he slowly wiggled his cock, causing the urine flow to arc and angle 
upward. Hot drops hit the slopes of Michelle's breasts and flew up into her 
face. She tried to turn away, but Lars put his hand out and held her head 
steady. 

"Don't worry, it won't kill ya. You're liable to get a lot worse before too long." 
Michelle struggled to escape the hot stream of piss, but his large hand held 
her steady. She kept her lips tightly closed, praying that none of the urine 
would splash that high. Luckily, the stream began to wither and decrease in 
volume. 

Finally, he finished, shaking his cock dry and stuffing it back into his trousers. 
Michelle looked down. Her entire midsection was glowing in the warm golden 
liquid. Her pubic hair was soaked and matted with it. She went to reach for a 
tissue, but Lars stopped her. 

"No. One of the first rules you'll learn is that you never, absolutely NEVER, 
wipe any of our fluid off your body without permission." he looked at her 
sternly. "Understand?" He slowly twisted her wrist back, causing Michelle to 
wince at the sudden pain. She nodded her head dumbly. 

"Ok. Get in the tub over there. It's time for another bath." Michelle's heart sank 
for a minute, but Lars merely laughed and turned on the water. 

Half an hour later, Michelle had been washed from head to toe and dried off. 
Lars made her dress in a garter belt and stockings with high thin heels and the 
collar. He watched as she applied some makeup. She looked quizzically at the 
tube of lipstick she was told to apply. It didn't look like any brand she had ever 
seen. 

"We have that made special. It doesn't rub off on cocks." Lars laughed. He 
pulled her to a standing position. "Now we head to the lounge. Some of the 
guys are probably there, and Eva wants to get you going." 

He led her back down stairs and into a large, well-lit room. Michelle looked 
around and gasped. Covering almost every inch of the walls were large, glossy 
photographs of women's faces covered in sperm. 

Blondes, brunettes, red heads (she recognized Eva in several of them, even 
through the cum) and every possible variety of female form. The pictures were 
just of faces, though. 

Each and every one was lined with thick streams of sperm, hanging from 
eyebrows, lips and chins. Cheeks were covered with it. It was in their hair, in 
their eyes and in their mouths. One woman's face was almost completely 
covered in cum, like a white wax mask. 
Lars noticed her looking at the picture. "Maybe someday soon you'll be up 
there too. This is our wall of fame. That one slave there.." he pointed to the 
woman's covered face, "had 24 guys cum on her face in less than five 
minutes. She was begging for more when we took the picture." Michelle 
blanched and gulped. 

The room contained about 12 men of varying ages. Some were young, just 
barely out of their teens. Others ranged from their 20s to three gentlemen who 
looked in their 50's. They all turned to look at Michelle briefly, but ignored her 
to return to their conversations. Eva walked up to her. 

"Here. Take this." She held out a pill to Michelle. She didn't move to accept it. 
Without warning, Eva slapped her twice, hard, across the face. "I said TAKE 
IT, slut. Lars?" He twisted her arm cruelly, and Michelle had no choice but to 
reach out and take the small pill. Before popping it into her mouth, she said "I 
can't swallow pills without water." 

Eva bent to pick up a crystal goblet. "Here. It's fresh from the fridge." she said 
with a grin. She handed it to Michelle, who glanced at it. At first she thought it 
was milk, but then the horrid realization struck her. 

The goblet was full of sperm. Lars twisted her arm again, this time even 
harder. Michelle groaned and sank to her knees in pain, her eyes watering with 
the pain. The pill had started to dissolve on her tongue, and it tasted evil and 
terrible. 

"You've noticed that the pill tastes horrid. Good. So either swallow it dry, or 
wash it down with that." Eva taunted. The pill began to burn and itch as it 
maddeningly drove Michelle's mouth crazy with pain. Michelle could do no 
more. She lifted the goblet and let a small amount of the cool sperm wash 
across her lips and tongue. 

Eva reached down and tilted the bottom of the crystal up, forcing several 
ounces of the fluid into Michelle's mouth. "Drink up." Michelle gulped the cool, 
salty liquid down, fighting back the urge to gag. Finally the goblet was empty. 

"Good girl. Now sit down over there and just observe right now. This is the first 
night of your education, and we all know that you learn by doing, but tonight 
you must just watch. The drug will help your system adapt to your new diet, 
and also make you very thirsty. But you must learn to deal with your thirst first." 

Eva motioned to a small stool in the corner of the room, and Michelle made 
her way slowly to it, unsure of her footing in the very high heels she'd been 
forced to wear. 

Suddenly she heard one of the men speak out. He was a tall, slim man in his 
early thirties with long blond hair tied in a ponytail behind his dress shirt and 
jacket. "Eva, I wish to feed you. Come here." 

Eva looked at Michelle and raised her eyebrows, as if to say 'watch this'. She 
went and knelt before the man who spoke. Several of the other men in the 
crowd gathered around the kneeling woman and the man. 

Eva reached up and pulled the man's zipper down, reached in and extracted 
his rapidly hardening cock. The man stood there nonchalantly watching her. 
Michelle was transfixed at her absolute servitude. 

Eva opened her mouth and enveloped the head of the man's cock. She 
slurped it in, running her tongue around the head and down the shaft. Her 
hands caressed the shaft and rubbed the skin back and forth, jerking the cock 
in a motion that seemed pleasurable to the man. 

Gradually, she took more and more of the cock into her mouth, finally pushing 
down all the way to the man's trousers with her lips. Michelle was astounded to 
see the milking action that Eva's lips and cheeks seemed to apply to his penis. 
She could see Eva swallowing repeatedly, massaging the shaft and head of 
the cock with her mouth and throat muscles. 

This went on for several minutes, with not a word spoken between the man 
and the woman performing fellatio on him. The man finally looked at the group 
of men watching them. 

"I'm nearly ready. Any suggestions?" 

"Chin." 

"All in her mouth." 

"Forehead and hair is good." 

"Lay it on her tongue and do it right in her mouth." 

Several other ideas were suggested by the men standing by. Michelle realized 
that they were offering ideas on where the man should ejaculate his sperm on 
Eva. 

Her breath quickened. She felt the drug begin to take effect, swallowing dryly 
and licking her lips involuntarily. Part of her was horrified at the idea of this 
type of behavior. But she felt familiar stirrings of excitement too. 

"Eva, what do you want?" the man looked down and quizzed her. She stopped 
her licking and sucking for just a moment, taking a deep breath. 

"You may cum wherever you like, my master. I enjoy your sperm in my belly." 
she said, with a voice quavering with emotion. Michelle believed that she really 
did mean it, that she wanted the man to ejaculate in her mouth so she could 
swallow it. Her stomach flip-flopped at the idea, then she realized with a start 
that she herself had just swallowed a glassful of semen from several complete 
strangers herself. 

The man slowly withdrew his spit-soaked cock from Eva's mouth. "Open your 
mouth and lay your tongue flat across your lower lip. We want to see this." he 
commanded. Eva complied, her eyes wide and staring up at the man. 

He jerked his cock several times in rapid succession, and then laid the tip of it 
right at the end of Eva's outstretched tongue. Michelle saw him clench his 
buttocks, and immediately a stream of white sperm flew from the end of his 
cock into Eva's mouth. Another large gout followed it. 

The man pulled his cock up, and the third stream flew up across Eva's nose 
and into her forehead, splattering wetly across her skin. She blinked and 
recoiled a bit at the shock of it. Then the man did something Michelle had 
never even imagined possible. He placed the tip of his cock at the base of 
Eva's nose, and shot a stream of cum straight into her nostril. 

Eva's tender nose burned at the feel. "That's for jumping when the sperm 
struck your face!" he growled at her. "And so is this!" He aimed now at her 
eyes, holding one eyelid open with a free hand. Eva groaned with pain when 
the salty liquid struck her eye, blinking it in and out. 

The other eye was next, receiving a wet white missile that struck and splashed 
wetly across her eyebrow and forehead. Michelle heard her grunt and squeal 
in pain as the salty sperm burned her eye. 
"QUIET BITCH! Take your punishment as you deserve it." the man growled at 
her. 

He continued rubbing the now-silent cock around Eva's face, spreading the 
cum over her cheeks and lips until Michelle could see the sheen of it covering 
her face. Michelle couldn't believe that Eva would let these people do that to 
her. 

Finally the man released Eva's head and her hands flew up to rub her eyes, 
trying in vain to ease the stinging pain. Michelle knew what it felt like to get salt 
water from the ocean in your eyes, she imagined that the sperm was just as 
bad in many ways. 

"I'm sorry I flinched, Master." Eva snorted, cum running down back out of her 
nose and across her upper lip. "I usually don't do that anymore." 

"Well, see that you don't in the future or you'll be in for more like that." he said 
to her, zipping his pants. Michelle shivered in shock and fear. He didn't even 
kiss Eva or anything, just had her blow him until he ejaculated in her face, and 
then cruelly, purposely, aimed his cum up her nose and into her eyes, where 
he knew it would be uncomfortable and painful. 

Eva looked at Michelle with a half-hearted smile. "See what disobeying gets 
you?" The man she had just sucked off interrupted. "As punishment, you will 
not be allowed anymore sperm tonight. 

But you will satisfy us with your mouth. I think that 10 performances should be 
sufficient, don't you?" he asked with a sneer. "Ok, men, she's all your. But 
don't forget. She doesn't get any cum where she can swallow it. You know 
what to do." 

The line of men started forming in front of Eva. She still knelt on the floor, the 
sperm from the first man slowly drooling down her face and dripping on her 
breasts. She reached out to the first man, pulled his zipper down, and began 
sucking on his cock. 

As she began, the first man, the man who had shot sperm in her eyes and up 
her nose, took a thin birch whip from over the fireplace and began switching 
Eva's naked buttocks. 


She jerked as the lash laid small red stripes across her tender flesh. The man 
didn't strike her as hard as he could have, but Michelle could see that the pain 
was real, and that the lashes were leaving red marks. 

Eva's ass and lower back soon bore criss-cross red stripes. Michelle watched, 
spellbound, like a small animal frozen in fear by a python. Eva gulped and 
jerked on the cock, swallowing it down into her throat like it was the most 
natural thing she could do, rolling her hands over the shaft, licking the tip and 
up and down the shaft. 

After a few minutes the man started to groan quietly. Suddenly he pulled his 
throbbing cock from Eva's mouth. She immediately bowed her head. He 
ejaculated strand after strand of his cum into her lustrous red hair. As he 
finished, he rubbed his cock in her tresses, drying it off and smearing the lines 
of cum into her scalp. 

As he came, the man whipping Eva's ass thrust the handle of the cane roughly 
between her ass cheeks, rubbing it back and forth in the cleft between her 
thighs. 

Eva bent over, her head down on the floor and her ass in the air, knowing what 
would come next. Michelle watched horrified as the whipping man slowly 
screwed the leather-coated handle of the cane up into Eva's unlubricated 
asshole. 

She groaned at the pain. Inch after inch of the handle was pushed forcefully 
into her rectum until at least nine inches of handle lay buried in the woman's 
rectal channel. 

Then the man started sawing it in and out, twisting and turning the shaft as he 
did so. Eva whimpered and sobbed with the pain, but Michelle was astounded 
to see Eva's loins start to thrust back at the handle, impaling herself farther 
and farther onto the intruder in her ass. 

Then she shook all over as an orgasm captured her sweating body. Just as 
Eva started to cum, the man pulled the handle quickly from her ass. Eva 
groaned, then straightened back up. The next man stepped up to her face. 
The whipping began again. 

The sequence was that same for the next nine men. While Eva sucked, the 
man who had just used her mouth whipped her. 
Sometimes he whipped her ass, sometimes the backs of her calves or thighs, 
sometimes her heaving breasts bore the brunt of the punishment. 

Eva's mouth grew tired and sore after the third or fourth man, and she could do 
little but kneel back on her heels with her mouth open as far as it would go and 
let the men fuck her face brutally. 

Most of the men were rough with her, pushing large cocks entirely down her 
throat, grabbing the back of her head with their hands and forcing her down on 
their cocks until her lips touched the base. Often she choked with the effort. 

And each man ejaculated in her hair, smearing his cum around and around. 
After each ejaculation, she was pushed down onto her face again, and the 
whip handle was once again shoved up into her ass and frictioned back and 
forth. 

And each time, just as Eva started to orgasm, it was withdrawn, leaving her on 
the brink of climax time after time. She sobbed with the frustration and begged 
one of the men to let her cum. 

"Ohgod please make me cum. I'll suck you all, please, just let me cum, let me 
cum!!" she groaned. Michelle was astonished to listen. 

"You'll suck us anyway, slave. We'll decide IF and WHEN to let you have an 
orgasm. It appears that your training has begun to wear off a bit, so perhaps 
we'd better take you back down a step and reinforce your reason for being 
here!" one of the men said gruffly. 

Finally the ordeal was over. After the last man had cum in her hair, Eva knelt 
for a few moments, gasping and catching her breath. Her ass was red with 
welts and bumps where the rod had caught her. She shook with sobs of pain 
and frustration. After a minute or two, she slowly got to her feet and walked 
gingerly over to Michelle. 

"And that's what can happen if you don't perform." she gasped, still trying to 
catch her breath. Michelle closed her eyes and nodded her head. 



Shell’s Degradation -

Part 3



"We're not done yet, though." said Eva as she toweled the sperm from her 
hair, rubbing it through her fingers like fine conditioner. "I think they have a 
video planned. I wonder who it'll be tonight." 

"What do you mean?" asked a still-trembling Michelle. 

"Every now and then, Sir John does a video of a girl here, either to keep her 
under control, or to sell to a private collector. We've had some fairly famous 
women here who suck cock like crazy, and they can't to a thing because Sir 
John always keeps a copy of the tape. If it got out, it would ruin their careers." 

Michelle ignored the reference to 'Sir John' for now. "Who? Who?" she 
quizzed. 

Eva leaned over and whispered to Michelle. "You know the blond who used to 
be on that TV show, the one who's husband is the producer now?" 

Michelle gulped. She knew who Eva meant. The woman was a beautiful 
woman of about 45, long blond hair and a gorgeous face. 

"Well, Sir John captured her one morning, brought her up here and and tied 
her naked to a stool. He taped about 30 guys getting sucked off and jerking off 
on her face, until she was covered in sperm.”

“She struggled and fought like a bitch too, that was the great part. But he 
video'ed the entire thing, and threatened to release it to the tabloids and stuff if 
she ever said a word. She left really scared. He sold the tape to a collector 
who paid $15,000 for it." 

"Another time he got that singer, you know the one who's always in trouble for 
cussing and shit on stage? And he had her up her for two days and nights, and 
I swear she must'a had a hundred guys fuck her silly. She was tied to a rubber 
mat downstairs, and she about drowned in all the cum they fed her. I mean, it 
was just running out of her mouth after a while, and all over her face and tits 
and stuff. But she never said a word." 
Michelle gulped. Just then the room went dark and a large television slowly 
moved from a recess in the wall. A video projector clicked on somewhere out 
of sight. Michelle trembled in the cold and watched. As the screen lit, she saw 
the title. "This one resisted a bit" whispered Eva to her. The title made Michelle 
shiver. 

"DROWNED IN CUM". The video opened to show a cute young girl, she 
couldn't have been more than 17 or 18, tied naked to a table. The camera 
zoomed into her terrified face. Streaks of tears showed plainly. Her eyes were 
red from sobbing. 

The camera slowly panned down her young body. Red welts criss-crossed her 
breasts and rib cage. Her pubic hair had been shaved, and the camera turned 
slightly to show what appeared to be a huge dildo shoved into her cunt. 

Small red droplets attested to the fact that the insertion was done roughly. 
Another, just slightly smaller dildo was plugged into her rectum. More red welts 
crossed her thighs and calves. Her ankles had been cuffed and tied to 
opposite corners of the table. 

Suddenly she screamed. The camera slowly turned to reveal the object of her 
terror. Three huge black men, totally naked were entering the room. They had 
enormous cocks, each at least 10 inches long, and as big around as the young 
girl's arm. 

Two of the men went to either side of the table and, reaching under it, made 
some adjustment. The table suddenly started tilting and inching upwards, until 
the girl's feet were above her head. 

She was bound, helpless, as the table continued until it was nearly vertical. 
The table moved up slightly as the other black man moved to stand near her 
head. Gradually, the girl's body was raised until her head was just below the 
level of the man's cock. He fisted it lazily, smearing the head over her face, 
drooling pre-cum across her cheeks and jaw. 

He grabbed the dildo in her pussy with the other hand and began sliding, 
slowly at first, then faster and faster, in and out of her ravaged and sore 
channel. As he did, he leaned forward and tried to force his cock between the 
girl's lips. 


She resisted, biting down on it. He growled angrily at the girl. Michelle was 
stunned to see him suddenly slam the huge dildo all the way down into the 
poor girl's vagina. She shrieked. 

"OHGODNONONO PLEASE STOP STOOOOPPPPP" the girl yelled. 

The giant ignored her, pulling the dildo out and slamming it back down three 
more times. The girl slumped visibly in the restraints, exhausted and terrified of 
further pain. 

Michelle watched as the camera zoomed in to show her weakly open her 
mouth. The huge head of the man's cock bent back her lips as he shoved it 
into her mouth and started roughly fucking the pretty girl's face. 

Michelle watched as the spit and slobber leaked out from around her lips as 
the man stabbed his cock over and over up into her mouth and throat. 

Because she was upside down and the table was at such an angle, Michelle 
could see the ridge the cock made as it visibly went five or six inches into the 
girl's neck. 

As he fucked himself into the blonde's face, the man continued shoving the 
dildo back and forth, in and out of her cunt. Michelle could hear her grunt and 
groan with the effort. 

After a few minutes, the man suddenly grunted and pushed his groin fully 
against the girl's lips, imbedding his twitching cock a half-foot into her throat. 
Michelle saw his ass muscles clench repeatedly. She knew he was coming, 
ejaculating, right into the girl's stomach. 

She coughed and gagged as the acrid sperm tried to battle gravity and run 
uphill. The man pulled his cock out of her mouth, and the girl choked again, 
spitting sperm and saliva down out of her throat and out her mouth. It ran in 
white streams over her eyes and forehead, pooling and dripping from her lips. 

The other two men did virtually the same thing. Each ejaculated what 
appeared to be tremendous amounts of sperm. By the time the third man was 
finished, the poor girl's face was literally covered with saliva, sperm, and 
sweat. Her hair dripped with the cum, trailing down from her head held 
suspended almost four feet off the ground. 

Then Michelle was startled to see Eva enter the picture. She held what 
appeared to be a large silver bowl with a yellow-whiteish liquid pooling in it. 
The bowl was nearly full, and the liquid threatened to splash over the rim at 
any time. 

"Susan. You know your father's horse, Brandy, the one that's 18 hands high?" 
Michelle blanched. "We have him. We hooked his huge horse cock to a stud 
milking machine and collected all his gooey horse cum for the last three days. 
It's all in this bowl." 

She bent down and shook the bowl over the girl Susan's head, watching the 
liquid spill over and drip onto her face. Susan shrieked with agony and disgust. 

"Yes, you do that. You keep resisting." As she spoke, Eva took her hands and 
scooped large handsful of the slimy equine ejaculate out of the bowl. "You 
keep fighting, and you may one day look back on this day with fond 
memories." 

She splashed the horse cum on Susan's face. The girl screamed and tossed 
her face from side to side roughly, throwing the white liquid off in large drops. 
Again and again Eva scooped large dollops of the sperm out of the bowl, 
pouring it over the poor resisting girl's face and body. 

"How 'bout we fill up that pretty cunt of yours with some nice horse cum, hey?" 
Eva stood and pulled the black dildo that was still imbedded fully in Susan's 
overstretched vagina out with a slurping sound. 

Susan twisted and squirmed, but the straps held her tight. Michelle watched 
with growing disgust as Eva tilted the bowl up and poured a large amount of 
the horse's sperm directly into Susan's still-gaping vagina. Fully a pint of the 
gooey white mess was poured in before Eva stood on her tiptoes and feigned 
looking down into Susan's cunt. 

"Yep, all filled up nice. Now let's close'er back up." She slowly forced the dildo 
back down into Susan's cunt. The cum filling her vagina bubbled up over 
Susan's vulva, streaming down her tummy and coating her stomach and tits 
with milky lines. Some of it had to drip down across her chin and face. 

"Can't forget about the ass, now, can we?" Eva pulled the plug from the girl's 
rectum, and before the stretched anus could retract, poured more horse 
semen into Susan's violated rectal canal. 
Michelle could see her sob and wrack her body trying to avoid the humiliating 
experience. Eva pushed the dildo back into Susan's body. 

"I'd say you were pretty well filled up. Oooops! No! Forgot one hole, didn't we?" 
Michelle stiffened as Eva tilted the table back down to the horizontal. White 
lines of cum, man and animal, drooled and dripped from the teenager's body. It 
leaked from around the black rubber shafts cruelly forced into her lower 
openings. Her face and hair were caked and dripping with cum. 

Susan gripped her lips together, willing herself strength to resist this last awful 
torment that she knew was coming. Eva merely looked at her and grinned. 

"Stupid bitch. You think you can really resist? Feel this." And she leaned over. 
Michelle couldn't see what she did, but Eva put her free hand somewhere 
along Susan's neck and appeared to pinch her. 

The young girl shrieked in pain as Eva found a nerve and ground it between 
her fingernails. The girl's shrieks and cries reverberated through the room from 
the tape. Michelle felt her own tears start to come. 

As Eva pinched the nerve, she poured the remaining ejaculate directly into 
Susan's open mouth. Rivers of horse cum drenched the poor girl. She 
coughed it up, gagging and choking on the vile taste. Still Eva poured, 
drenching her with the several day's efforts of the horse. 

"Yes, that's a good girl" she said raspingly. "Drink all of your nice horsey's 
cum. Drink it down like a good girl, and maybe we won't send the nag to the 
glue factory. Don't you like the taste of his nice gooey jizz? Wouldn't you like 
us to publish this picture in your high school yearbook? Wouldn't that be a 
treat? Can't you just see it now?" 

Still the white liquid dripped and flowed from the bowl. 

"'Susan Flaherty. Cheerleader, Student Council member, and horse cum 
drinker. Her greatest ambition is to crash the Kentucky Derby.'" Eva laughed. 
"What would your boyfriend do if he saw you now, little princess? Would he 
barf in disgust? Or you think he might be man enough to come here and make 
you suck him off? Do you do that? Do you suck him off every Saturday night 
after the football game? WELL DO YOU!" Eva slapped the girl's tits, hard. 
Susan coughed and spit cum back up. 

"N-no" 

SLAP! The sound of the heavy bowl being smacked into Susan's ribcage 
brought a jump to Michelle's sweating body. SMACK! Again and again. 

"Are YOU sure you don't suck him off at all?" threatened Eva again. 

"yes, yes, I do, I do, I suck him off a lot." 

"Good. Now tell us what you are." 

The girl was silent. 

"Do you want more?" 

"I..I'm a cocksucker." Smack. Just hard enough to jiggle the skin. "I..I suck 
cock all day and all night." Smack. The girl was getting delirious with the pain 
and humiliation now, her spirit almost broken. "Yes, fuckme fuckyou, I'm a 
cock sucker and a cum drinker and a slut whore pig fucking slut bitch 
cocksucker feed me cum you bitch I want it more fuck my ass fuck my pussy 
fuck me fuck me suck cum I'm a cum slut fuck me OH GOD IM CuMMINGG!!" 
The girl spasmed as Eva rammed the dildo in and out of her bruised snatch. 

"YES FUCK ME FUCK ME GIVE ME THAT CUM I want it I want it all fuck me 
cum on me cum on my face cover my fuckface make me drink your cum." 
Susan was babbling as wave after wave of the humiliating torture-induced 
orgasm passed over her. 

"Ohgod I want that horse cum yes, fuck me I'll drink that cum piss shit fuck oh 
shit I love cum I want cum more more more...." Susan's voice trailed off in 
hoarseness and exhaustion. 

"Oh good. I'm so glad to hear you say that." said Eva calmly. "Because we just 
happen to have a bit more. You know, " she said, walking out of the picture 
temporarily. "that's one good thing about living on a farm. You can always find 
some animal to cum for you. You know your Daddy's big prize bull? Well, 
guess what, you little cum drinking fuck slut?" 

She walked back into the camera's range. "We've got even more for you!" So 
saying, she held up the back of Susan's head and brought a large bottle that 
looked like a Thermos jug to Susan's lips. 
"Here, baby, have some cow cum!" Eva giggled. Susan burbled and choked 
as the other woman forced the steer's semen into her mouth and all over her 
face. Michelle was astonished to see Susan actually gulp and swallow. 

"OHMY GOD She's swallowing sperm from an animal.." she whispered. Eva 
looked at her and smiled, knowingly. 

Susan continued to drink from the thermos as Eva tilted it up, drenching the 
young girl from forehead to tits with the creamy textured ejaculate. 

Eva continued to move the dildo in and out of Susan's cunt. As the thermos 
emptied, Eva moved back out of the picture. The camera zoomed in to fill the 
frame completely with Susan's drenched face. Her eyes stared back, zombie-
like. Her entire face and neck were covered with sperm. 

She gulped once, then opened her mouth. The camera caught the huge pool 
of semen filling her cheeks and flowing over her tongue. Susan pushed some 
of it out over her lower lip, then shoved her tongue through the gooey mess. 

Then she closed her mouth again and swallowed, her eyes dull and 
unfocused. Her mouth drooled open and small streamers of semen and saliva 
dripped from the corner of her lips. 

As the camera stayed focused on her face, the cum on her forehead and 
eyebrows gradually started to bubble and drip down her cheeks and nose. For 
fully five minutes, Michelle watched spellbound as the camera recorded every 
detail of this young girl's total humiliation. Finally she spoke, in a voice hoarse 
and dead. 

"I love cum." The camera pulled away a bit. "Feed me cum." As the camera 
dollied back and began to fade away, the room rang with the girl's cries. 

"I WANT CUM! I NEED CUM! PLEASE! PLEASE! JUST GIVE ME CUM! I 
WANT THE CUM! PLEASE? PLEASE? PLEASE, DADDY?" 

Michelle felt her stomach heave as the scene faded out. "How can you do that 
to that poor girl?" she cried to Eva, "How can you do that?" 

Eva just looked at her. "Lissen you bitch. You're here to be taught a lesson, 
and don't you forget it." Michelle was suprised at how fast Eva could switch in 
and out of her moods. 
"You've been brought here to learn to be a slave to your master, to do 
whatever he or she wants you to. You'll fuck what they say, suck what they 
say, and do whatever they want, or the punishment, you'll find, is far worse. No 
one ever died from this, but there may be a time when you'll wish you were 
dead." she hissed. "Now get up!" 

Eva stood and roughly pulled Michelle to her feet. She had forgotten that she'd 
been shackled at the ankles and had the chain and collar around her neck. 
She teetered on the high heels, blushing suddenly as the lights came back up 
in the room. She and Eva were sitting towards the rear of the room. All the 
male heads in front of them turned to look. 

"Gentlemen. Your relief tonight will be supplied by our newest prize. This is 
slave Michelle." Eva began. "You make fuck her in any hole, or use the cane, 
or both. Do not mark her though, as she hasn't completed the initiation." She 
turned to give a hard, cold look at Michelle. "You will do what they require. You 
can cry and scream all you like, in fact some of them prefer it." She pushed 
Michelle into the middle of the room. 

As she stumbled forward, Michelle saw the men clear the furniture out of the 
middle of the room, until a circle of large chairs surrounded a cleared space 
about 15 feet across. Into this area several pairs of hands pushed the terrified 
young wife. 

A man stepped forward. "I gotta fuck this bitch right now or I'll fuckin' explode!" 
He pushed Michelle down onto her back, forcing her wrists and arms behind 
her painfully. A set of keys unlocked her ankle chain, and Michelle fought 
unsuccessfully to keep her legs together. 

Strong hands won, and pulled her legs wide apart, so wide that Michelle 
almost fainted with the sudden pain. Her legs were stretched so far apart the 
Michelle could feel her thigh muscles strain and creak with the effort. 

The first man quickly lowered his pants and pulled a hard cock from his 
undershorts. He simply fell on Michelle and pushed his cock into her dry 
vagina. The pain was unbearable. Michelle had never before been so shocked 
and violated. The rapist forced himself back and forth in her channel, 
lubricating more with his sweat and pre-cum than with any of her juices. 

Michelle cried out with the pain, but the men ignored her. She twisted her 
body, but the movements only seemed to spur the man raping her on. 
"Yeah, slut, move that pussy, shake your fuckin' ass for me." he grunted as he 
pummelled again and again at her. "Yeah, I'm gonna blow my fucking wad 
right up your tight cunt and then watch everybody else fuck it back out again." 

"Hey, Jack , roll her over, I want a crack at her ass." Despite her protestations, 
the man fucking Michelle did just that, rolling over onto his back and pulling 
her upper body down to his, mauling her tits and slobbering his lips and tongue 
over her face. She recoiled in horror. 

"Hey, bitch, let me kiss those sweet lips now before they're all covered with 
fuckin' slime" he said roughly. He forced his lips down over Michelle's. 
Suddenly she stiffened. She felt hands pull her ass cheeks apart and a 
pushing sensation at her virgin asshole. 

She tried to scream out into the mouth covering hers, but only a grunt 
escaped. The cock at her rear insisted on entry. She groaned and felt a pop as 
the head slimed it's way past her clutching sphincter. Inch after inch of the 
prick pushed its way into her rectum. 

Michelle had never felt such pain. Tears flowed as her body was violated in 
this new way. The cock sawed its way back and forth, rubbing against the one 
alreading invading her vagina through the thin membrane separating her 
cavities. 

She arched her back and tried to force the terrible invader from her body, but 
her movements only forced the twin shafts in deeper and deeper. 

The man below her savagely thrust his hips up off the floor, pushing deeper 
and deeper into her sore pussy. Michelle felt the head of his cock mash 
against her cervix, imbedding itself into her womb. 

As Michelle arched, her head came up. Two strong hands grasped her hair, 
and she was mortified to see a large cock present itself for her oral attentions. 
A hand pinched her nose and forced her to open her mouth to breath. 

As she did, the cock pushed over her lips and into her mouth before she could 
protest. Now she was truly violated, her every hole occupied by hard male 
flesh, her body little more than a receptacle for their desires. 

Suddenly she felt the branding fire-hot pain of the whip as someone began 
switching her tender back. 
Streaks of agony shot through her body as the whip was applied. She 
screamed in pain and humiliation. Sobs wracked her slim body. 

Suddenly the man below her stiffened and shoved his cock fully up into her 
pussy, his cock firing salvo after salvo of hot sticky cum directly into her uterus. 
The vibrations set off the man in her ass, whose face Michelle had never even 
seen. 

The cock invading her there dumped its load of sperm into her bowels. The 
cock in her mouth shuddered just seconds later, adding it's volume to the fluid 
already forcibly injected into her resisting body. Michelle felt the hot salty taste 
wash over her tongue and gulped involuntarily. 

Three more men took their places, and then three more, and three more, and 
three more. Michelle felt the sperm leaking from her bloody and torn asshole 
and pussylips. Her lips were caked with drying sperm. 

Her body could fight the intruders no more, and she limply lay and let the men 
twist and turn her any way they wished. She was like a rag doll in their hands. 

Cocks spit at her face and breasts, bathing her with the warm fluid. On her 
back, on her stomach, on hands and knees, bent over the arm of a couch, 
Michelle was raped over and over by the men. It seemed to never stop. She 
was sure that several of the men attacked her two or three times. 

She swallowed load after load of sperm. Her pussy literally swam in the 
ejaculate of the men. It dripped down the insides of her thighs and down from 
her face to her breasts. She was whipped several times. 

The attacks continued. It seemed that Michelle had been tortured for hours. 
She lost track of all time. Her body just responded limply. At one point she saw 
five cocks aimed at her face, shooting streams of semen at her almost at the 
same moment. It flew, stinging, into her eyes and mouth and nose. 

One man forced his erupting cock into her ear, pulsing jets of cum painfully 
into her. Her once-beautiful face was crisscrossed with the men’s sperm. 

Cum drooled from her forehad and eyebrows, leaked from her lips, drooled 
from her nose, dribbled from her pussy and ran from her ass. It caked in the 
valley between her tits, and along her arms and legs. Her lower body felt like it 
was on fire, the pain was so terrible. She had no tears left. 
Michelle passed out at least once, and awoke only when some new intruder 
shoved a stiff cock into her unresisting body. At one point two of the men 
ejaculated into her lower openings and then scooped the runny cum from her 
and smeared it into her face. She dimly heard the taunts and yells of the men 
as they ravaged her body unmercifully. 

Finally it seemed that they were done. Four, then three, then two, then just one 
man was left standing. Michelle was curled up on the floor, cum leaking in 
rivers from all her openings. 

She was only semi- conscious. She had swallowed or had blasted into her 
face 34 ejaculations. Nearly 40 men had dropped their loads into her bruised 
and abused vagina. Between 15 and 20 had ejaculated hot sperm enemas into 
her now swollen rectum. 

Lines of white cum lay drying, criss crossing her breasts and shoulders, her 
tummy, legs and ass. Then she came to as the last man grabbed her 
shoulders and pulled her up into a sitting position. She felt hands prop her up 
as she wavered uncontrolled from side to side. 

The last man stood in front of her and aimed his trembling cock at her 
unseeing face. A hand reached around her neck and pulled her chin down. 
Droplets of cum drooled from her mouth, dripping wetly onto the slopes of her 
breasts. Then the man grunted and began pissing. 

He pissed directly into her open mouth. She closed her mouth and gulped 
involuntarily, swallowing the acrid urine. Her stomach heaved. 

The yellow stream continued bathing her face, washing the dried and wet cum 
alike from her features. The hand pulled her chin down again, and the wave of 
pee was directed again into her open mouth. 

It splashed wetly around in her mouth. Michelle gargled it, her body rebelling 
against this last humiliation. Finally the stream slowed. The man stepped 
forward and slid the head of his cock into her wet sticky mouth. She closed her 
lips numbly around it. 

"I think she may be about done for the night. Tie her back up and leave her 
here. We'll pick up again tomorrow." 

And they did. 

Shell’s Degradation

Part 4



Michelle woke dazed and sore, and sticky from the layers of dried cum that 
had coated her body. She shivered in pain. Nightmares had tormented her 
sleep. She dreamt that she was drowning, but the blue-green sea was 
replaced by oceans of white sperm. 

Every time she raised her head, a wave of milky semen would crash over it. 
She kicked her legs and flailed her arms, but to no avail. Over and over the 
white storm buffeted her about. Her every muscle ached and cried out in 
agony. Choking and coughing, she was tossed and turned in the relentless 
tide. 

Gradually her senses returned. She raised her head and looked around. She 
was alone in the lounge room, the scene of her gang attack last night. She had 
been shackled to large rings anchored in the floor, with a ten foot length of 
chain looped through it, passing through ankle cuffs fastened securely around 
her bare legs. 

Every stitch of clothing had been removed from her. Angry red welts and 
bruises criss-crossed her back and thighs, and her breasts felt like thousands 
of bees had stung her tender nipples. 

Small trickles of sperm continued to leak from her abused pussy lips, pooling 
in a cold wet puddle on the floor beneath her. Her asshole throbbed, still 
reeling from the shock of the multiple massive penises that had invaded her 
heretofore private rectum. 

She cleared her throat, still coated with the spendings of the men who had 
ejaculated jet after jet of hot cum into her mouth. Her tongue and lips felt 
swollen and sore. Dried cum coated her eyelids and cheeks, and her hair felt 
sticky and horrid. 

"Oh God.." she groaned aloud. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. 
It had barely been 24 hours since she'd been kidnapped from her safe and 
secure home. She hadn't the faintest idea where she was, or what further 
punishments and pain were in store for her. 
She tried to brush the drying cum from her arms and chest, but her hands had 
been cuffed together again, and the six or eight inch chain did not give her 
much slack to do this well. Groaning and panting, Michelle tried to get to her 
feet. Her poor abused body protested, cracking and stretching as she wobbily 
got up. 

"Oh lord, what is happening to me here!!" she wailed, collapsing in sobs as 
she came fully awake. She put her head down between her knees, falling back 
on to her sore ass, and cried. After a few minutes, Eva came stalking in. She 
word thigh-high shiny black boots, crotchless panties, and a leather bra 
outlining her breasts. As usual, she had the ubiquitous dog collar fastened 
around her neck. 

"OK, sperm-face, time to wake up. You smell like shit and dried cum. You 
need a bath. You've got a lot of work ahead of you today, and times-a- 
wasting." 

Eva strode over to where Michelle lay huddled over and, grasping the collar 
around Michelle's neck, pulled her roughly to her feet. Michelle cried out at the 
sudden pain. 

"Oh shut up, you fucking slut, you haven't even been worked over yet. You'll 
have plenty of fucking time to scream your ass off later on, bitch!" Eva half-
pushed, half-dragged the whimpering wife into a long hallway and down a 
short flight of stairs. 

She switched on a series of overhead and wall mounted lights. The room 
brightened. It was dominated by a large padded table, similar to a doctor's 
examining table, but at least 3 times wider. Stirrups for legs were at one end. 
The other end had a lump about 4 inches high running lengthwise across the 
table. Rings for chain attachments were midway down the table and also at the 
foot end. 

The stirrups could be folded out of the way if the patient's legs were desired to 
be flat on the surface of the table. There were also numerous straps and 
bonds attached firmly to the contraption. A large zippered opening dominated 
the lower half of the table. It was about 12 inches long. 

Eva pushed Michelle towards a small sunken depression in the floor near one 
wall. She locked Michelle's hand cuffs into rings placed high in the wall, 
stretching her body up until it was nearly off the floor. 
Michelle's sore bare feet were painfully stretched. She shivered as her naked 
back and buttocks were pressed against the cold tile. 

Eva walked back up to her. A long rubber hose was in her hands. "Ok, bitch, 
hold on." Suddenly a freezing cold stream of water gushed out of the nozzle, 
spraying Michelle. She screamed with the shock, her body twisting and 
writhing with the pain. 

The cold jets of water felt like millions of tiny needles pricking her body. Eva 
ran the water up and down over Michelle's tortured body over and over, 
ignoring the cries and screams of the captured wife. Michelle sobbed in pain 
and anger at the rough treatment. She wasn't prepared for what Eva did next. 

Eva lowered the water pressure just a bit, then walked up to Michelle and 
insinuated the cold brass nozzle of the hose into Michelle's cunt lips. Then she 
opened up the pressure again. Michelle felt the shock of the icy water spurting 
up into her cervix and nearly passed out from the pain. Waves of cold nausea 
rode over her. Her pelvis slammed back against the tile, trying in vain to 
dislodge the icy invader. 

"OH FUCK OH JEEZUS THAT'S COLD PLEASE STOP STOP STOP" 
Michelle yelled, bucking and banging against the tile. She succeeded only in 
allowing Eva to further insinuate the nozzle into her. The water running down 
from her pussy was tinged a light pink with blood and creamy sperm. Eva kept 
up the devilish douche for several minutes, flushing all the previous nights 
emissions from within Michelle's vagina. 

"Next!" she then gruffly said, pulling the nozzle from the front hole and pushing 
the tip of it into the rear, pulling Michelle's waist out from the wall. Michelle 
clamped down, tightening her buttocks, trying to keep the freezing cold nozzle 
from entering her rectum. 

SLAP SLAP! Eva backhanded her across the face twice in rapid succession, 
bringing fresh tears to her face. "Open up, bitch, or I'll cram this so far up your 
ass the water'll come out your nose!" 

Michelle relented a bit, and the hose end pushed past her tired sphincter. The 
cold shock in her rectum caused Michelle to shiver all over, her body and 
nerves reaching the breaking point once again. Michelle felt the freezing water 
pulse up into her abdomen. Eva kept the nozzle up in her a few seconds, then 
withdrew it. 
"Push it out!" she said, and Michelle complied, expelling dirty brown water. 
Again the nozzle went in, and again Michelle was instructed to push the slowly 
cleansing fluid out. 

After half a dozen frigid enemas, Eva felt the passage was as clean as it was 
going to get. She withdrew the hose and walked to put it down. Michelle 
shivered uncontrollably, her body dripping with cold water, her vagina and 
rectum violated with the nozzle. Eva returned to unsnap her shackles from the 
wall and led the quaking housewife to the padded table in the center of the 
room. 

As the two women neared the table, two burly men came into the room. 
Wearing white smocks and slacks, they hoisted Michelle up to the table. 
Rough white towels dried her body off. The two men massaged some sort of 
lotion into Michelle's body, and for once the feeling of the hands on her felt 
almost pleasureable. 

Strong hands kneaded her flesh, massaging her aching muscles and helping 
to absorb the warm lotion. Then her arms and legs were strapped onto the 
table. A leg spreader kept her ankles over four feet apart. One man massaged 
her pubic mound with what turned out to be a shaving lotion, the other spread 
it over her legs. 

She was shaved clean from armpits to the soles of her feet. The men took 
liberties with her exposed tits, pausing now and then to tweak her nipples and 
roughly cup her breasts. But they didn't speak a word through the entire time. 

Finally they finished, cleaning up the wet towels and drying Michelle 
completely. Michelle felt a breath of warm air wash over her as the heat in the 
room came on with a vengence. 

"Can't have you catching cold, now, can we?" said Eva as she walked back 
into the room. "Time for some stretching exercises and conditioning." She 
pulled Michelle's legs up into the stirrups, fastening them tightly to the cool 
metal braces. 

Michelle crotch was completely exposed. Eva reached under the table and 
produced what appeared to be a large, flesh colored dildo. However, it had a 
thin tube attached to the base which snaked back down under the table. "This 
is our first inflatable device today. We'll start you off with five inches, and see 
how far you last from there." Eva cackled evilly. 
She bent over Michelle's form, using the fingers of one hand to spread her 
labia. She began pushing the monstrous dildo into Michelle's battered vagina. 
The lubrication helped, but Michelle still felt as though someone was pushing a 
fence post into her. 

She grunted and yelped with pain, but Eva ignored her and continued her 
efforts until the dildo was completely immersed. It was at least 10 inches long, 
and Michelle felt the tip of it press against her bruised cervix. Before Eva even 
began inflating it, Michelle felt that she would soon split in half from the huge 
prick. 

Eva picked up a dial and slowly twisted it. Michelle felt the dildo balloon inside 
of her, stretching the walls of her cunt even more. The dildo filled with air, even 
though Michelle pushed back down at it as hard as she could. AFter several 
minutes, Michelle's eyes began to tear with the pain. Finally Eva shut the 
hissing valve off. 

"Ok, six inches. I decided to go an even half-foot, just to see if you could take 
it. I figured that you got quite a bit of exercise out of that little pussy last night, 
and six inches wasn't too hard now was it?" she said, patting Michelle on the 
head. 

"Now, what we are going to do is start the conditioning. This is the first step in 
the training." She turned around and snapped her fingers. Instantly, a very 
young girl, completely naked, walked into the room. She couldn't have been 
more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She walked up to the table, and 
Michelle craned her head to get a good look at her. She was blonde, with 
breasts just starting to blossom, and slim hips. Her legs were long and 
polished like marble with muscles. 

"Katy, begin the treatment. Concentrate on clitoral stimulation, but use the 
dildo if you need to. Take 30 minutes to bring her up, then call us back in. I'll 
start to prepare the guys." 

"Yes, Mistress" whispered the girl, bowing her head. She proceeded to duck 
under the table, and Michelle heard Eva pull the zipper back. Then the girl 
pushed her head up from under the table. Eva closed the zipper back unti the 
young girl's neck and head protruded from the table, then locked the zipper 
closed so it couldn't be opened back any further. Katy's head was just inches 
form Michelle's throbbing cunt. 

The young girl leaned forward and began lightly tongueing the top of Michelle's 
labia, coaxing her clitoris up. Michelle thought that nothing could turn her on 
after the horror of the last twelve hours, but despite that, felt her self begin to 
responde. 

Katy sucked the clit up into her mouth and began milking it back and forth, 
teasing with her tongue and lips. She was an expert at cunnilingus. Michelle 
heated up and started to respond, moaning and groaning. Everytime she 
approached a peak, Katy would stop or slow down. 

This went on for several minutes, each time Michelle neared orgasm, Katy 
would recognize this and slow down or stop. About 15 minutes into the 
exquisite torture, Katy pressed a button under the table the the dildo in 
Michelle's vagina began to pulsate. 

This new feeling felt marvelous to the abused and tired woman on the table. 
Katy's expert tongue and lips, and the grotesque yet infuriatingly pleasureable 
dildo began to take Michelle to the climax. As she began to shudder, Katy 
stopped everything. 

Jess exhorted her to go on, but Katy simply waited a few mintes for Michelle to 
simmer down, and then began all over again. After several repeats of this 
torture, Michelle thought she would burst if she wasn't allowed to orgasm soon. 

She moaned and whimpered in pleasure, the first real enjoyment she'd had 
since the awful experience began the day before. She was only dimly aware of 
the re-entry of Eva and the two towel-clad men. 

Eva walked up to the table and went to Michelle's head. She quickly strapped 
on a hood-like device that fastened around the back of her neck and attached 
to the table, then fitted the tighly bound chin strap and neck brace. 

When she was done, Michelle's mouth was bound open and exposed, and she 
couldn't close it, no matter how hard she tried. Her jaws were not forced wide 
apart, just a matter of a few inches separated her lips. Michelle even found she 
could swallow if she tried. 

But her lips were indeed separated. The two men came up to stand on either 
side of her head. Eva removed their towels, and Michelle saw the reason for 
their employment. Each man had a penis that was at least 10 inches long, and 
was swollen with desire. 
Hairless crotches allowed her to view large balls hanging low in their scrotums. 
Obviously Eva had been working on them for the past half hour, as their cocks 
trembled with desire. Each man slowly fisted his cock. They stepped up, their 
cock head pointing at each other, directly over Michelle's now forced-open lips. 
She trembled with the thought of what she was afraid would happen. 

"Now, Jessie baby, what we're going to do is let you cum a couple of times. 
But each time you do, one of your boyfriends here is going to shoot a load of 
sperm into your mouth which you will swallow like a good little slut, ok? I don't 
want to have to clean any of it off your face or the floor, so be sure that they 
jerk off into your mouth, is that clear?" Eva said. 

Michelle nodded her head. Gagging at the thought of even more sperm filling 
her stomach, she glumly accepted the defeat. Of course, it didn't occur to her 
that the ejaculations she'd swallowed since yesterday morning had been the 
only thing in her stomach since then. 

Katy bent down to her task again. Michelle closed her eyes and resisted the 
feelings, but Katy was too much of an expert - gradually her heat built up. 
Michelle felt the tremblings begin way down at the tips of her toes, and opened 
one eye. The men on her side were shifting back and forth. 

Then it hit, almost taking her by suprise. Michelle's pussy convulsed around 
the dildo in it, Katy swiped and bit at her clitoris, and a huge orgasm wracked 
Michelle's body. At the instant the climax hit, one of the men grunted and 
Michelle tasted a hot stream of cum, striking her tongue and inside cheek. She 
gulped and swallowed open-mouthed. 

"Pretty impressive, eh?" cackled Eva. "They can shoot on command. A little bit 
of hypnotism, a little bit of training, and a lot of practice. Old fuckers in China 
have been doing it for years, they say..." 

A few seconds passed, and Katy continued to work on her. Michelle felt the 
sensation building up again, and this time could almost feel the climax build 
and crash. Her clit vibrated against the young girl's lips, and she clenched her 
fists as the shudders started again. 

Once more she flushed and grunted as the marvelous feeling hit. This time, 
the man on the other side of her head moved his cock to just over the opening 
of Michelle's lips and directed a strong stream of semen into her mouth at the 
exact instance Michelle's climax hit her. 
She bucked in the straps. He shot again, the white hot liquid splattering 
against her tongue and coating the teeth on her lower right jaw. A third climax 
hit her, and the same man directed, with a grunt, the longest stream yet, onto 
the back of her tongue. Michelle swallowed the mass of semen down once 
more, feeling it cool as it slid down her throat. 

Now Katy really took off. She captured Michelle's trembling clitoris between 
her lips and waggled her pointed tongue across it, sucking and biting at the 
same time. She cranked up the buzzing of the artifical phallus in Michelle's 
cunt. Jess felt another orgasm build. 

She'd never been multi- orgasmic before, usually two or three was her limit. 
But this would be the fourth, and she knew somehow they would continue this 
treatment until she virtually passed out. Again she jumped against the strong 
bonds holding her down as the powerful orgasm flew from her clit outward. 
The first man to shoot again plastered her mouth with sticky white sperm, 
which she dutifully swallowed. She was beginning to get used to it. 

The cycle continued for several minutes. Katy would bring her to an mind-
shattering orgasm, and at the exact moment that it struck one of the two men 
at her head would innundate her mouth with cum, which she swallowed. 10, 
12, fifteen times she came strongly; 10, 12, fifteen squirts of sperm landed in 
her pretty mouth. 

One part of her mind detached itself as she wondered how these men 
managed such total self-control. Yet here was the proof, sliding across her 
tongue and down into her tummy. Finally she could take no more. Her over-
sensitized clit throbbed with delicious pain. She passed out.   ---------  

When she woke late in the afternoon she was back, shackled to her bed in the 
small room she had first been brought to the day before. A young girl came in 
to bring some food, which Michelle wolfed down hungrily. 

Steak, potatoes, coffee, apple pie and some cool refreshing water was all they 
allowed her, but to Michelle it was a feast. She really hadn't had anything in 
her mouth except cum and piss for over 24 hours. 

She felt sore and tired still, but better than she had in the morning, thanks to 
the massage and injections she had been given. The organization that had 
brought her here made sure that their women had the physical endurance to 
bear the trials and tribulations they were subject to. 
Some time after dark, Eva and another girl came in. The new girl was dark 
haired, looking very Polynesian or Eurasian. She was tall, about 5'10", and 
very well built. She had enormous breasts that seemed to ride her ribcage like 
cement. Long trim legs and shapely hips surrounded a shaven cleft, shaven 
like Michelle's and, she realized, Eva's. 

"Michelle, this is Leilani, we call her Lei. She will be your companion for the 
next few days. She is free to answer any question you may have, but be 
warned, she really doesn't know that much, do you dear? Most of her brains 
have been watered down with sperm." Eva snarled, turning to Lei. 

The new girl nodded. "Lei is currently our cum swallowing queen. Perhaps 
that's a position you might aspire to in the near future. Do you want to tell our 
little guest how you got that title?" 

Lei reddened and didn't immediately speak. Eva snapped "Tell her!". 

The girl swallowed hard. 

"I was taken to the Army base near here. I was tied to a mattress, naked. 
Vibrating dildos were placed in my vagina and in my rectal passage. I had 
been fasting for three days. I had had two enemas and a direutic. There was 
virtually nothing in my entire digestive system from lips to anus." The clinical 
terms seemed somehow out of place to Michelle, but she nodded and Lei 
continued. 

"Two video cameras were stationed, focusing on my face and mouth. Starting 
at 7:00 am, I allowed the soldiers at the base to masturbate and ejaculate into 
my mouth, after which I swallowed their emissions. 

There was an climax directed into my open mouth approximately once every 
two and a half minutes. By noon I had ingested the semen from 150 men. I 
had orgasmed from the vibrators over 50 times. I was allowed a brief break to 
swallow some toast and crackers and to void my bladder. 

During the afternoon, the vibrators were removed, and men were permitted to 
have intercourse with me, either vaginally or anally. They were required to 
wear condoms. The ejacualate was removed from the condoms into a 12 
ounce wine glass. When the glass was full, I drank it. I swallowed three full 
glasses. 

My vagina and rectum were sore and dry by then, and not pleasant for the 
men, so for several hours I again welcomed the soldiers to ejaculate into my 
mouth. By 7:00 pm, I had ingested somewhat over 300 emissions of semen. 
The only times we stopped were when we had to load more tape into the 
cameras or when I had to urinate." 

Lei stopped for a breath. Michelle's heart was beating rapidly, and she gasped 
involuntarily. 

"The bitch was just getting started. Tell her how many men are on that base, 
cum-face." Eva rasped at Lei. 

"There are approximately eight hundred and fifty members of the Army 
stationed at that base during peacetime. Each man that visited me was 
medically evaluated for any communicable disease. 

Not all of them were available, nor were they all interested. At 7:00 pm, after 
twelve hours of nearly continuous sperm ingestion. I was again given a small 
amount of solid food and allowed to wash my face off. 

Despite my best efforts, many of the men were unable to direct each 
ejaculatory stream into my mouth, and as a result several emissions remained 
on my facial skin. 

At 7:15 I again was placed on the mattress and the men arriving back at the 
base from their daily maneuvers and training were led in. This time each man 
was to have vaginal or anal intercourse with me, but was under orders to 
withdraw and ejaculate into my mouth. 

I moved from on my back to on my stomach whenever requested. Emissions 
were recorded at the average rate of one every 3.5 minutes. Men not 
performing intercourse were allowed to masturbate and direct their emissions 
into my mouth by hand. 

By midnight, I had swallowed the ejaculated semen from an additional 175 
men, and had been performing this task for approximately 16 and a half hours. 
I had had, myself, over 100 complete and fulfilling orgasms." 

Again she stopped to let this tale sink in. She looked directly into Michelle's 
eyes. "Between the time of midnight and 7:00 the next day, I continued to 
encourage the gentlemen to use my body for their physical pleasure.” 
“Every ejaculation took place by me placing the head of the penis between my 
lips and allowing the discharge to take place into my mouth. Between the 
hours of 2:00 am and 3:00 am I was permitted to nap lightly. During that time, 
several men performed cunnilinguis on me, and also had sex with me 
vaginally. They too were required to wear condoms. 

The combined ejaculate was placed in the wine glass and I ingested that when 
I woke. There were 43 emissions in it. The rest of the night was composed of 
the men, singly or in pairs, being masturbated by me and directing their 
seminal discharge into my mouth in the above mentioned manner. At precisely 
7:00 am the next day, they were halted." 

"Go on, tell her, tell the fuck slut how much cum you drank." sneered Eva. 

"Exactly 622 emissions were counted. Based on an average emission size of 
three quarters of an ounce, it is believed I swallowed between four hundred 
and fify and five hundred ounces of semen. 

We believe it is a world record. I urinated 17 times during that day, and the 
next. I gained approximately seven pounds due to the salts and other 
ingredients present, which I lost within the next week as the fluids were 
eliminated or absorbed into my body. My breasts, however, went from a size 
34 B-cup to a size 38-D cup, at which size they have remained since. I am not 
sure what caused this. No other after effects were ever found." 

She finished and continued looking at Michelle. "How's that for some fucking 
cum swallowing slut, eh?" cackled Eva. 

"I would go back tomorrow." said Lei gently. "I am completely and totally 
addicted to drinking semen. I have been conditioned to orgasm when I feel 
semen anywhere on my lips, face, or mouth. I no longer can have an orgasm 
through clitoral or vaginal stimulation. 

I receive approximately 15 discharges a day orally. I have not allowed a man to 
ejaculate in my vagina or my rectum for over a year unless they absolutely 
insist. Most do not. I have no menstrual cramps at all. My period lasts only two 
days. I do not suffer from pre-menstrual tension or any other common female 
complaint." She paused and looked at Eva, then at Michelle. 

"Soon you may be as happy as I." 

Michelle looked at her. Her skin was a rich creamy light brown, her hair a 
lustrous black. There appeared to be not an ounce of fat on her. She could 
have been a model, except for the over-large breasts. Only her eyes betrayed 
her. They were slightly out of focus, almost dull. Michelle shivered. 

"Never." she said. 

"Wanna bet?" cackled Eva. 

Shell’s Degradation -

Part 5



The next morning, Shell was roughly shaken awake by one of the male 
guards. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she suddenly thought back to the 
grotesque tale that Lei had related the previous night. It seemed incredulous 
that one woman could swallow as much semen as Lei claimed to have done in 
one day,but Shell had no reason to disbelieve her. 

The only thing that bothered her was the somewhat glazed look in Lei's large 
brown eyes. The guard pulled her roughly to her feet and uncuffed her hands. 
He instructed her to bathe and perform her toilet, and dress in the outfit that 
would be ready on the bed when she came out. 

He made no move to leave the room, following her into the bathroom and 
eyeing her with almost a detached air as she voided her bladder. He made no 
move to touch her as she shrugged off the robe and took a quick but satisfying 
shower. She quickly dried her hair and walked back into the bedroom. 

There on the bed was a strange looking outfit. The normal garter belt, 
stockings and high heels were complemented by a odd looking bra. Michelle 
gasped when she picked it up. The inside of each cup was crisscrossed with 
hundreds of tiny little needle-like teeth protruding about a quarter of an inch 
into the cup. If she wore this and any pressure at all was applied to her 
breasts, the pain could be agonizing. 

"Put it on." the guard said roughly. Michelle looked into his eyes. They told her 
to obey. Quaking, she slowly pulled the cups up to cover her breasts and 
looped one strap over her shoulder. This movement caused the opposite cup 
to dig into her breast just enough to make her jump with alarm. 

She carefully worked the other strap over, tentatively cautious. As she bent to 
pick the garter belt off the bed, the guard moved up quickly behind her and, 
throwing his hands around her, squeezed her breasts roughly through the 
devilish bra. 

Michelle yelped and her eyes watered at the sharp pain coursing through her 
chest. She tried to pull the guard's hands from her but he held even tighter. 
"This is just a sample of what you will be in for if you don't cooperate today, 
missy!" he hissed in her ear. Then he roughly pushed her away, laughing as 
she stumbled and fell onto the bed. 

The guard watched with a smirk on his face. He led her down to the dining 
room, bade her sit, and then left. Michelle looked around the cleared table. 
There were the usual shakers of salt and pepper, some small containers of 
what appeared to be skim milk or cream, and several large, empty glasses 
with a faint sheen of white liquid on their inside surfaces. 

The door to the kitchen opened, and a cute young girl who didn't appear to be 
more than fourteen or fifteen years old appeared. She had on a classic French 
maid's uniform , complete with high heels, stockings, and short flared skirt that 
showed the tops of her stockings and garter clasps clearly. Her legs were slim 
and tanned, strong and muscular, the typical legs of a growing teenager. 

"They're watching, and if you don't finish it all, you'll be punished." The girl 
spoke almost vacantly as she dropped a plate in front of Michelle. 

It contained three medium sized pancakes with blueberries, two fried eggs, 
and two slices of wheat toast. There was also a cup of steaming coffee, a 
glass of milk, and a tumbler of orange juice. 

At first Michelle could see no reason why she would not wolf down the entire 
plate, as she as so famished. But then she looked at the food more closely. 

Each item on the plate had a covering of the whitish liquid she had come to 
recognize so quickly in the recent days. 

It was poured over the pancakes like vanilla syrup. The eggs seemed dipped 
in it. And Michelle could easily see it mixed in and spread over the butter on 
the toast. She shuddered. She picked up the glass of milk, knowing as she 
brought it to her nose and sniffed that it wasn't milk at all, but a full eight ounce 
glass of semen. 

Michelle looked at the young girl with pleading eyes. She was astonished to 
find her looking at the food with obvious relish. "Do you eat this way?" she 
asked. 

"Are you kidding? I always have it that way. I love it! I had two full helpings this 
morning. Try it, you'll like it!" the young teen answered with a smiling face. 
Michelle glumly set about the task. Luckily, the normal taste of the food 
disguised the semen taste for the most part, but she could still sense the salty 
tartness of the liquid. Finally, she was done with the food. 

All she had to finish was the coffee, juice, and tumbler of sperm. She decided 
the easiest way would be to take a sip of the white liquid, then wash it down 
with the coffee and juice. Mouthful of sperm, mouthfull of orange juice. Sip of 
sperm, sip of coffee. 

And so it went, each time the whitish liquid entered her mouth and stomach, 
followed by the cool juice or hot coffee. Michelle had to admit the food was 
delicious and the coffee and juice were the freshest she'd ever tasted. Finally 
the entire meal was done, and Michelle pushed back her chair. 

"There. I'm done. I hope they're satisfied, whoever THEY are!" she spoke 
sharply to the young girl. The teen had stood by her the entire time, licking her 
lips absentmindedly while Michelle ate. 

Michelle felt full and almost content for the first time in days. As she dabbed 
her lips with the napkin, the guard who had roused her in the morning 
appeared again. He bade her come with him, attaching a short link of chrome 
chain to the collar around Michelle's neck. 

They walked in silence down the corridors of the mansion, finally stopping at a 
large double door. He pushed it open and pulled Michelle through after him. 
Michelle took in the scene before her. There were between fifteen and twenty 
women, all dressed identically to her, sitting at rough classroom style desk 

A large podium and table were positioned at the front of the room, and there 
was a pull-down viewing screen in place. A dozen men stood off to one side, 
each clad in a small white towel which did little to hide the excited bulges at 
their waists. 

A tall, blond haired woman stood to the side of the podium. She wore her hair 
piled high on her head in a bun. She had large round eyeglasses on, dangling 
from her neck on a gold chain. She turned and looked at the interruption. 

"Ah, our final student for the day. She'll have to learn to be here on time from 
now on, but we'll let her slide today with just a small reminder. Jake, place her 
in a desk and hook her up. And we can continue....". 

Her last comments were directed at the guard, who pushed/pulled Michelle to 
an empty desk. He sat her roughly down in the chair and pulled a thick cable 
to which were attached two smaller wires, each ending in a metal alligator clip, 
from a grommet-covered hole tin the top of the desk. 

Each clip he attached to small conductors that were sewn in over the nipples 
of the painful bra that Michelle had almost forgotten about. As soon as he had, 
he stepped away, careful to see that he wasn't touching anything on or about 
Michelle's body. 

As he moved away, the woman at the front of the room moved to the podium. 
Michelle couldn't see her press the small button. But suddenly Michelle's frame 
was twisted wildly in pain as a powerful electric shock coursed through her. 
She cried out in anguish, writhing in agony. 

"As you can see, we have complete control over you. Any resistance will be 
met by higher and higher voltages. It can get very painful, as the other 
students will tell you. 

My name is Doctor Karen Hanley. I am board certified in internal medicine, 
gynecology and urology. I hold degrees from Harvard Medical School, Johns 
Hopkins University, and the University of Helsinki." 

As she talked, she flipped the switch at the podium off, and Michelle slumped 
back in the chair, relieved at the end of the awful agony. 

She sweated tears of salt into her eyes. The woman continued to speak. "You 
women are all here for the same purpose. To condition you into desiring, 
needing, in fact requiring, the frequent and repeated application of male 
semen into your mouths and onto your faces, as the standard culmination of 
the sexual act. 

You will gradually be de-sensitized in the clitoral area and your vaginas will 
become less and less active. You will learn, practice, and perfect the art of 
fellatio until you can perform it for hours on end with large numbers of males, 
accepting the ejaculation of each man into your mouth and/or your face." 

"Under no circumstances will you ever refuse the advances of any man on 
these grounds who wishes to be brought to climax by you. Never, I repeat, 
never, will you allow any semen that is in your mouth to leave your mouth 
except by swallowing, unless directed otherwise by the man who put it there. 
By the way, it may interest you to know that a similar operation is also run by 
your hosts for men who are taught the art of cunnilingus and who are 
completely at the will of woman who desire that form of attention lavished on 
them. 

But you all are here for one reason and one reason alone - to learn to love and 
live on sperm. It will become one of the staples of your diet. You will drink it, 
eat it with your food, and learn all there is to know about it." 

Michelle found herself simultaneously fascinated and repulsed by the woman's 
lecture. How anyone could subvert the normal sexual desires and practices 
into this one degraded area was beyond her. And yet this woman was 
obviously well educated, cultured, beautiful and graceful. 

"I was converted to this regimen about 7 years ago when I first came here. 
Since then, I've made it my life work to educate and encourage the women like 
you who've come through here. 

I am on a regimen of 35 ejaculations per day in addition to my normal food. I 
take semen exclusively orally now. Most of it is fresh, obtained from several of 
the gentlemen here who are willing to allow me to fellate them to orgasm once 
or twice a day. 

I also allow any man who wishes to to masturbate into my mouth at any time. 
Other ways I take it are mixed in with my food and drink. I also drink it straight 
from the supply that we keep on hand in a glass or cup. Anyway at all, it's 
delicious." 

"The main constituent of semen is, of course, plain water. Other ingredients 
are small amounts of seminal fluid, a slightly slippery substance produced in 
the testes, sucrose, glucose, thiamine, iron, niacin, phospates, and other trace 
elements , and the sperm cells themselves. 

But what's in it is not what's important. What's important is the volume. It's a 
medically accepted fact that there are two things that can increase the volume 
of semen produced in a single ejaculation. 

The first of these is the time period between ejaculations. The average male 
takes 36 hours to fully recharge the testes between orgasms. What this means 
is that after 36 hours, the amount of sperm produced will be about equal to the 
amount produced during the previous orgasm. 
The other factor is the amount of sexual intensity produced by the orgasm. The 
longer a male is sexually aroused, and producing seminal fluid preparatory to 
orgasm, before he actually does orgasm, is also a factor. 

During the excitation period, the testicles are producing sperm at a fantastic 
rate, pumping sperm cells and spermatic fluid into the holding area. The longer 
you can keep a man at a state of high sexual arousal before the orgasm takes 
place, the greater the amount of semen produced. 

We have conditioned the men here to be able to produce a standard volume 
ejaculation once every 6 hours, and double the normal volume once every 12 
hours. The normal volume is taken as 50 cubic centimeters of fluid, or just 
under one teaspoon full. 

"The cosmetic and healthful powers of semen are just now being investigated. 
Many people are not aware of the fact that semen itself is quite healthy to 
ingest, primarily due to the fact that it contains several antibiotics. Sperm cells 
are very vigorous, as you can well imagine. 

It is well known that ancient peoples worshipped the life-giving powers and 
properties of the male fluid though the centuries. We know that the application 
of regular amounts to the facial skin keeps the pores clean and free of oil and 
dirt. It also appears to retard wrinkling, add to the elasticity and appearance, 
and increase the overall health of the skin. 

Therefore, the regular massaging of semen into the face is also highly 
recommended, and should be part of your daily regimen. However, since there 
is usually a fair amount of salt in semen, it can sting if it gets into the eyes, so 
remember that. In no way is the application, ingestion, or swallowing of semen 
unhealthy, unless the male himself is carrying a sexually transmitted disease 
such as syphilis. 

Also, for those of you concerned about the HIV virus, medical knowledge to 
date appears to support the fact that saliva and the normal stomach fluids kill 
any virus present in the sperm. Thus, there is virtually no chance that you can 
contact HIV through swallowing semen. In fact, that's one of the safest ways of 
exchanging bodily fluids." 

Michelle didn't know if this was true or not, but a small shiver still ran through 
her. Karen continued lecturing for another hour, going over in detail the 
anatomical and biological constructs of the male reproductive system. 
Michelle's mind was overwhelmed with words like "vas deferens", "urethrea", 
"glans penis", and "scrotal capacity". Karen showed pictures of naked penises 
of every size, shape and color, in both flaccid and erect states. 

She showed remarkable time-lapse slow motion slides of the moments of 
orgasm from a penis untouched by any other flesh. The penis hung in the air 
momentarily, then flinched and pulsed. The shaft pushed a stream of semen 
out into the air. The camera caught it in large globules flying off. 

Again and again it shook and trembled, each time sending huge amounts of 
cum out the hole at the tip. After the orgasm passed, the penis shrank in size 
and drooped. The camera panned left, towards where the sperm had flown.

It came upon a girl's face. Michelle recognized her as the young girl who had 
brought the breakfast in that morning. Her face was literally dripping with the 
ejaculate. Gobs of it lay splattered across her cheeks and nose, across her lips 
and forehead. It lay in wet white lumps in her hair. 

The girl grinned impishly, smiling at the camera. She took her fingers and 
collected the sperm from her face, bringing it to her mouth time after time, to 
lick and suck it from her fingers. When her face was finally cleared, she 
swallowed it all. 

"What you just saw was one example of what we call our spontaneous 
orgasm. This is a special team of a girl and a man who have perfected the art 
of 'hands-off' ejaculations. The man obtains an erection and stands in front of 
the girl. Purely through vocalizations and mental exercise, the man is able to 
ejaculate. His target is always her face." 

"Now I would like you all to consider the men up here with me. These men 
have been selected as a cross-section to illustrate the various flavors and 
consistencies that you will find in semen." Karen pointed the men out as she 
introduced them, each one standing and bowing towards the women students. 

"Think of this like one of those fancy wine-tasting parties you probably used to 
go to. Each of these men will ejaculate into a small champagne flute, which 
you will sample as we discuss the various differences and similarities. 

There will be plenty of sperm to go around, as each of these men has 
remained celibate for two weeks prior to our class here. Gentlemen, you may 
begin. Here are some inducements." 
She stood back and pulled several large rolled up pictures down from the wall 
behind her. Each one showed an attractive feminine face or mouth attached to 
an erect penis, milking the sperm from it, or a face splattered with cum.

Several showed open mouths, proudly displaying a recently arrived load of 
cum. The men stood, opened their robes, and lined up in front of Karen. She 
knelt before each one and gently masturbated or spoke to them in turn. In turn, 
each man ejaculated his two-week buildup of semen into the flutes that Karen 
held before them. 

The quantity of sperm produced impressed even Karen, who exclaimed 
sharply when one overzealous subject filled the flute to nearly overflowing, 
then directed several large spurts at her own bespectacled face. Karen didn't 
even flinch as the cum struck her face. 

"Gracious, Jose, you've been saving that up for a while, haven't you!" she 
winked at the man, leaning forward to plant a wet kiss on the dripping end of 
his cock. When the men were finished, Karen bade them sit back down. 

As she wiped her face with a tissue, she said, "Now, ladies, I want you all to 
line up here one by one, and we're going to sample each of the varieties our 
guys have so proudly furnished us. 

Michelle, since you were late, you'll be first. Disconnect your wires, but 
remember that all your companions are still hooked up. Come down here." 
She spoke sharply enough so that Shell knew she meant it. 

She unhooked the clips from her nipples and walked on trembling legs down 
the aisle and up the few steps to the lab table. There on the table were the 
wine glasses, each holding the fresh cum of the men. 

"Take the first glass, and take a sip of the semen. Taste it and tell me what 
you think." Michelle looked at Karen with hate in her eyes. 

"Do you want to wear the clips again? Do it, bitch, get that cum in your mouth, 
NOW! NOW!" Karen walked up behind Michelle, grabbed on arm, and roughly 
twisted it behind her. 

The pain coursed through Michelle's body with a white-hot flash. She trembled, 
but reached out with her free hand to grasp the first glass. She picked it up 
and peered at it, delaying the inevitable. 
The whitish liquid had clumps of thick semen floating in it like melted 
marshmallows. Michelle willed her arm up and tilted the glass tentatively 
across her lower lip and allowed a small amount of the semen to roll across 
her tongue. 

The tangy flavor instantly assaulted her taste buds. Karen pushed her arm up 
higher against her shoulder blades, and Michelle winced. 

"That's it. Tell us what you taste." 

Michelle swallowed glumly, tasting the acrid semen as is slid slowly down her 
gullet. "I..I don't know exactly. It was foul, tart, very bitter. It wasn't pleasant at 
all. I've nev..never tasted semen that bitter." 

"Right. That's because the man who produced it has had a diet recently that 
produces that taste. We can make semen taste bitter, sweet, salty, bland, or 
tart. We've found that a diet high in spicy food, and certain kinds of meats and 
vegetables produces bitter sperm. 

By the way, a diet of fruit juices seems to add a sweeter taste, and oddly 
enough, the occasional parsley sprig taken a few hours before ejaculation 
makes sperm taste fresh and delightful. " 

Dr. Hanley continued on, forcing Michelle to sample and swallow a sip of 
sperm from each of the glasses on the table. After each taste, Shellic was told 
to relate to the rest of the class her impressions. 

Suprisingly, each glass sample did taste differently - some was fine and 
watery, others thick and ropy. Some was extremely salty, some just barely tart. 
Some tasted bland as water, some tasted fruity and sweet. At last Michelle 
had finished. 

Karen took the last glass from her. "Ok, as you can see, the quality and 
consistency of the ejaculate can vary greatly not only from man to man, but 
even from time to time depending on diet and other factors. Return to your 
seat." Michelle meekly walked back to her desk and sat rigidly as a guard re- 
clipped her to the devilish electrical cords. 

For the next several hours, Dr. Hanley showed the women numerous videos of 
girls having their faces and mouths covered, innundated, with sperm. It was all 
done to condition the women to view this behavior as normal and ordinary. 
Interviews with ladies who had gone through the training were shown, each 
one describing in intimate detail how they had been conditioned to love the 
feel of the hot sperm striking their skin, and the taste and enjoyment of 
swallowing semen. 

Through it all, Michelle sat stonily. She still refused to accept the inevitable, 
though she did find herself becoming slightly aroused as the women over and 
over again seemed to demonstrate complete acceptability of the oral 
ejacualations they were being treated to. 

Shell’s Degradation

Part 6



At the end of the session, Karen showed a remarkable video tape. Its' subject 
was a strikingly attractive black-haired women who appeared to be in her 
middle thirties. She had dark brown eyes, high cheekbones, and lustrous long 
black hair. Her tight-lipped face gazed back at the women watching. 

She was seated in a chair, and the camera recorded as a group of 18 men, 
one after another, faced her and, through a combination of fellatio and 
masturbation, ejaculated onto her face, lips, chin, cheeks, and in her hair. 

She made no attempt to wipe off or otherwise disturb the streams of cum lining 
her features. After the last man had finished, the camera pulled back to show 
that she had been sitting in a chair in a small shop or boutique. She then got 
up from the chair, and with the camera following her, walked out of the door. 

Most of the women in the room gasped in astonishment. The black-haired 
women walked right out into a public street with her face dripping with semen. 
Karen paused the video tape. "This woman resisted our efforts to condition 
her. We resorted to one of our more drastic measures. We showed her a 
picture of her 10 year old daughter standing in her schoolyard, with one of our 
'drivers' right next to her. 

We told her that if she didn't cooperate, her daughter would be brought here 
and would undergo the very same education she was so unwilling to accept. 
We told her that the only way to forestall that eventuality would be to undergo 
what we call the 'crash course' in sperm facials - public appearance. 

We have found that this affects the woman so much that their spirit to resist is 
totally broken. Of course, this resistance is nothing more than simple 
puritanical conditioning itself, no real harm comes to them, it's just a matter of 
changing your outlook. 

She pulled a number from a hat, numbers that ranged from six to 30. She 
pulled the number '18', so that is how many men she was prepared for. All 
eighteen, as you saw, came in or on her face and hair, and she willingly 
accepted them. 
Then she was instructed to walk out onto the sidewalk, down the street, and 
into a convenience store where, well, you'll see. Let's start the tape again..." 

The camera followed the woman right out onto the street. From the angle of 
the film, it looked like the camera was hidden in a briefcase or bag, being held 
at arm's length down the left side of whoever controlled it. 

Some sort of remote control device allowed the lens to pan in all directions 
and zoom back and forth. It captured the shocked and amazed looks of 
several passersby as they realized what was all over the woman's face when 
they walked by her. 

The woman gamely walked upright and proud, Michelle was suprised to see, 
her shoulders back, her head held high. The cameraman walked right behind 
the woman for about a block and a half, then turned as she did into a 
convenience store. 

At this point, the film skipped for a second, and the view changed to what was 
obviously one of the security cameras in the store itself. How they obtained it, 
Michelle couldn't guess. 

The camera was positioned above and behind the counter. It showed a tall, 
gangly youth of about 19. As the black-haired woman walked up to the boy, 
the women watching in silence heard him sputter. 

"Can I help.... Jezzus, what the fuck?.." 

"I have sperm on my face. I love the feel of sperm on my face and in my 
mouth. Would you like to ejaculate on my face? Please say yes." the woman 
spoke clearly, looking right into the boy's face. 

"What!?" was all he could respond. Clearly, he wasn't used to this sort of thing 
happening. 

"I want you to cum on my face. Don't you see? I love cum on my face. 
Wouldn't you like to jerk off and shoot your hot stuff all over my face? Want me 
to suck your cock all the way down my throat until your balls explode with 
cum? I'll do that, you know. I'll suck your cock so well. Please let me suck it. I 
want you to fuck my face, fuck my mouth, I want you to shove your fat cock 
into my face and make me suck it. Call me a slut, call me a cocksucker, call 
me a cum-faced tramp...." 
The woman paused for breath. The lines of white cum were starting to dry 
now, they left visible white streaks across her face and into her hair. A lot of 
the sperm had dripped onto the top of her blouse. The resolution of the 
camera was suprisingly good. 

The young clerk finally spoke. "Ok, lady, if that's what you want, come over 
here." He opened the swinging door into the small area he stood in, and the 
camera followed the beautiful woman as she quickly walked into the small 
space and dropped to her knees. 

The view then faded out. As it came back into focus, the woman was just 
standing up. The boy was leaning back against the counter, gasping for 
breath. The woman too, was breathing heavily. She gulped and walked around 
to face the camera. 

Her face was covered in sperm. She looked directly into the camera and the 
frame froze - there was a line of sperm leading from her hairline, down across 
her left eyebrow, over the eyelid, and down across her cheek. It was thick and 
ropy. 

Another jet had landed between her eyes, dripping slowly off one side of the 
bridge of her nose like white syrup. Two lines criss-crossed her other eye, 
trailing down onto her right cheek. Small droplets festooned her forehead and 
lips. 

It hung in gooey ropes from her lips and mouth, dripping down onto the top of 
her blouse. It seemed that the boy had ejaculated literally dozens of streams of 
cum onto her face. She opened her mouth to prove to the camera that it was 
full of sperm. 

She poked her tongue up out of the white goo and pushed it up out over her 
bottom lip. A wave of semen flowed down over her chin and dripped wetly onto 
her clothes. 

"Thank you. Thank you for giving me so much sperm." she said thickly, 
honestly, to the clerk. He just mumbled something and the scene went dark. 

"I'm proud to say that Angela went home to her husband the next week, where 
we understand she is the object of weekly gang bangs in their home - her 
husband brings home anywhere from twenty to forty men each Friday night, 
and they stay until Sunday - Angelalives on sperm for the entire weekend. 
One weekend she sucked each man off five times, and also drank nearly a 
quart of sperm from a brandy snifter they masturbated into. The men rarely 
use her vagina or rectum for normal intercourse - she is content to spend the 
entire weekend going from man to man, fellating them and masturbating them. 

Her husband videos the meetings on a regular basis, and sells the resulting 
tapes to collectors for very good money." Karen finished. 

Michelle took a deep breath and shuddered. It was still all too bizarre, all to 
foreign for her. She still couldn't believe this was happening to her. 

She wondered if her husband was aware of her kidnapping three days ago, if 
he was worried about her, if he had tried to contact her. 

Her reverie was broken by Karen's announcement that the morning class was 
over, and the the women would continue on after lunch to further conditioning. 

One of the burly guards came to Michelle's seat and unclipped the electrical 
leads fastened to her bra and grasped her arm firmly but not roughly. 

"I'm to take you to Room 7B - that's where "The Hose" works. You'll want to 
skip lunch. You'll get plenty at 7B" he grinned mockingly at her. Michelle didn't 
know what he could mean, but could only picture more and more semen 
pooling its way into her stomach. 

He led her out of the lecture room and through the hallways of the mansion. 
They finally entered a thickly padded and carpeted room with a low, velvet 
covered bench in the center. 

The bench was perhaps six feet square, and had round cuffs at each corner. 
The man led Michelle into the room and pushed her down onto the couch. He 
locked each wrist and ankle into the corner cuffs and, grunting in satisfaction 
at her imprisonment, spent some minutes setting up several video cameras on 
tripods around the center of the room. 

Michelle could see that one was focused on her crotch, one on her trembling 
breasts, and one on her face and head. After checking the connections and 
satisfying himself that they were all complete, he started each camera. Bright 
lights added to the unreal nature of the event. 


"Just wait'll you see the Hoser, lady. You'll shit your pants. HaHaHaHa" he 
giggled insanely. Then he left the room. Michelle trembled, afraid of the 
consecuences of the next few minutes or hours. 

She struggled in her bonds, but they had been fastened securely. She was 
uncomfortable, but not in severe pain. She heard a door open up and 
footsteps enter into the room. A woman of about 22 walked up to her and 
looked her in the eye. 

"Hmmmm. You look delicious. I'm gonna enjoy fucking you every which way. 
I'm gonna suck the juice right outa your cunt." She chortled and knelt down 
next to Michelle's crotch. She bent her head and began nuzzling the bound 
woman's labia. 

Michelle couldn't help the shiver of feeling that came through her. The woman 
licked and sucked at the gradually moistening folds of flesh. She swabbed the 
hooded clitoris gently with her tongue, nipping and nibbling at it. Suddenly 
Michelle shuddered and cried out. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh god yes that's it, that's it, oh baby......." she cried as the first 
orgasm struck. The woman at her thighs looked up. 

"Ok, that's a start. Now, there's a particular reason you're here-" the girl said 
as she got up. She pressed a small button on the edge of the couch, and 
Michelle was suprised to feel the entire object begin to fold at her waist, 
moving up like a hospital bed, until her upper body was at about a 45 degree 
angle from her legs. 

Michelle now found herself in an almost upright position, still strapped into the 
couch that had become a chair. The girl at her groin moved around to stand 
next to her. She watched curiously as the girl leaned over and pressed a small 
button on the side of the couch/chair device. 

The door into the room opened and a huge shadow blocked the light from 
beyond. A man stepped in to the room. 

Michelle gasped in horror. The enormous black man stood at least 6 and a half 
feet tall, and weighed over 300 pounds. He was wearing a long white towel 
wrapped around his midsection, hanging down to his knees. His muscular 
chest shone in the bright lights. His dark eyes gazed down at her with obvious 
lust. 
"You think you suck cock any good?" the girl asked Michelle, abruptly breaking 
out of her reverie. 

"I..I don't know..I guess so..." Michelle replied, unsure of what kind of response 
the other girl was looking for. 

"You GUESS so? What kind of answer is that? Shit, honey, you either do or 
you don't. Does hubby like it? Yeah, I suppose he does. Well, in any case, 
you're gonna learn how today. Hah, yes, today you're gonna learn." she 
chortled. 

"We found Andre here working in a fuckin' factory, but we pulled him out of 
there and now he just works for us. Andy helps us teach you girls how to suck 
cock like a champion. We call him the Hoser for short. Hah hah, "for short", 
that's a laugh. When Andy gets a hard-on, he's a valid 14 and a half inches 
long. Now that's a COCK!" she laughed. Michelle blanched. 

"There aren't too many girls that can take him all the way down on their first 
try, but believe me, honey, when you leave here, you'll be able to swallow his 
fuckin' root right down to the balls with ease. 

He cums in fucking buckets, too. Real hot and sweet, actually, it's not bad. Ok, 
Andy, show the lady here what you've got. " She motioned for him to walk over 
next to them. He moved up so he was standing just to the left of Michelle's 
head, and on the other girl's right. He exhaled sharply and pulled the towel 
away from his waist. 

Michelle gasped. "Oh my god!...." 

"Right. That's the usual first impression. Quite a dick, eh?" the girl agreed. 
Michelle stared at the man's genitals. His penis hung down, flaccid and soft, 
not even the hint of an erection stirring. Yet it reached halfway down his thigh. 

It was a dark walnut brown, with a shiny glans and smooth shaft. A mass of 
curly black pubic hair marked the spot where it attached to his body. Swinging 
gently behind the muscular shaft was a sack containing two of the largest 
testicles Michelle had ever seen. 

They looked like they belonged to a horse or bull. Each was nearly the size of 
a duck egg, and Michelle marvelled at their size and smoothness. The girl 
reached out to heft the scrotum. 
"Here's where he keeps the good stuff. These balls can crank out more cum 
that you're likely to ever see from one man at one time. And he can cum a 
couple of times an hour, right Hoser? What's the most you've ever cum in a 
day?" 

"Fourteen times." he replied, smiling. Michelle was not suprised to hear a 
deep, strong voice emanating from the giant of a man. "That's if I stay celibate 
for two days before." 

"And how long have you been holding back now, Andre?" queried the 

girl. 

"I haven't cum since Saturday." Michelle counted the days. Five. 

"Good. You'll have a good load for us today." The girl continued to gently 
knead and massage his scrotum. "Watch this" she said, almost to herself. 
Slowly, Michelle saw the shaft begin to thicken with blood. The girl did not 
touch it. 

Slowly, ever so slowly, the giant club began to stiffen and rise. It twitched with 
engorgement as blood continued to suffuse the fleshy tube. Higher and higher 
the head pointed. Fuller and fuller, the shaft expanded until it seemed nearly 
as thick as Michelle's wrist. 

Finally the girl reached out with her free hand to grasp the shaft and begin 
masturbating it into complete erection. 

"Sometimes ya gotta help pump this fella up a bit. C'mon Andy, get it hard for 
me, get it hard." She continued to stroke his balls and shaft. Michelle watched 
the cock stretch out. Farther and farther it seemed to grow, aided by the 
pumping hand of the girl. Her grip enclosed less than a quarter of the entire 
length, and barely reached around the girth of the penis. 

As it hardened, Michelle noted that the last three or four inches ended in a 
downwards curve. The main part of the shaft stood straight out from his body, 
but the last 25% of the cock curved toward the floor. The girl noticed her 
staring at it. 

"Yeah, he ends in a bit of a curve there. Wierd, isn't it? It feels really funny 
down in your throat like that. Here, let me show you." 
And suddenly, the girl was on her knees in front of the man, not a foot from 
Michelle's astonished face. She opened her mouth and gulped in the first three 
or four inches of hard cock. Michelle heard the man sigh. 

The girl grasped his clenching buttocks with both hands and pulled, literally 
pulled, her head onto his shaft. Her lips chewed their way down the shaft. Six 
inches, then seven, then eight inches of pulsating penis entered the girl's 
mouth. 

Inside the girl's mouth, the head of the cock pushed aside the tender 
membranes of her upper throat and tongue. It pushed her tongue flat as it 
neared the curve downward into her throat. Michelle heard her gag slightly and 
swallow. The man sighed again. 

Inside her mouth, the head slid down into the opening at the top of her throat. 
It wormed its way into the very top of her esophagus. Andy reached out to put 
his hands on her head and slowly pulled her face towards his groin. 

Nine, then ten, then eleven inches of cock disappeared from view. Now the 
head of the cock was well down inside the young girl's throat, pointing 
downwards, its curve showing a definite bulge in her neck and upper chest as 
it worked it's way down. It pushed aside her tiny Adam's apple. 

Twelve, thirteen, then fourteen inches in. The girl's face was red with exertion 
and effort, and small beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. Just a finger's 
width of penis shaft remained exposed. The girl pushed forward the last bit, 
and her lips mashed flat against the man's pubic hair. 

The entire 14 1/2" shaft of cock was enveloped within her mouth and throat. 
The head was more than three-quarters of the way down her esophagus, just 
inches above her stomach and the small flap of skin at the base of her throat. 

She stayed like that for several moments, then slowly, gradually, began to rise 
up off the shaft, allowing several inches at a time to emerge from between her 
slick lips. The head backed up out of her body, pulling up moisture and 
slickness as it reversed its path, pulling up and out of her throat. 

As it slid up and over the back of her tongue, Michelle heard the girl swallow 
again, and gulp down a lungful of air. Finally, she let the head pop free. 

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh shit, that's a big fuckin' cock Andre. But I got it all down." 
"No one sucks me as good as you do, Pamela" he said to her. 

She turned to look at Michelle. "By the end of the week, you'll be able to do 
that too. She continued to slowly fist the cock back and forth. It was wet with 
her saliva and small bubbles of pre-cum that glistened and shone at the tip. 
"Now. let's just see how much you can take right off." 

Andre moved up closer to Michelle's scared face. Pamela reached out and 
pulled her chin down. "Open up. Way, way open now, just like at the dentist." 
Michelle pulled back and tried to close her mouth. 

"SLAP!" Pamela swung her open hand at Michelle's face, stinging her with the 
unexpected blow. "Open your fucking mouth, slut, and suck that cock, you 
bitch! You NEVER refuse a cock, hear me!" she yelled. 

Tears welled at Michelle's eyes. 'Why is this happening to me?' she wondered 
through a clouded mind. Her mouth opened in reflex, the stinging pain of her 
slapped cheek a constant reminder of the futulity of resistance. 

Andre, with help from Pamela, placed the tip of his cock on Michelle's lower 
lip. It felt like an apple sitting there. Her mouth and lips gaped around the shaft 
as he slowly fed more and more of it into her face. 

Michelle felt it slide in smoothly across her lips, lubricated by the saliva and 
pre- cum. A few inches disappeared before he stopped. Michelle felt her gag 
reflex coming on, she couldn't help the feeling. 

"That's it." she heard Andre grunt. Pamela put her fingers around the shaft at 
the spot where it exited her lips. The cock was pulled from Michelle's mouth, 
allowing her to gasp for air and choke back a sob. 

Pam pulled a small ruler from under the couch. "Three inches! Three fucking 
inches! That's all you can take? Christ, lady, you've got a long way to go, 
Hahahaha" she laughed. Michelle reddened in embarassement and shame. 
"Ok, there's a trick to it. You've got to take a deep breath, and then let a little of 
it out. Swallow just before the head hits the back of your tongue. In fact, 
sometimes a little cum helps lubricate things. Andy, give the lady some jizz in 
her mouth." 

The girl, Pamela, held Michelle's lips open with her two hands. 

The giant black man masturbated a few seconds, grunted, and suddenly 
squirted a small stream of hot semen into Michelle's opened mouth. She 
jerked in suprise. 

Before she could react further, though, the penis was once again begin forced 
into her oral cavity, this time sliding easily across her tongue on the film of 
sperm just placed there. 

Pamela held Michelle's head and moved it back and forth and side to side, as 
if to use the head of Andre's cock to swab the cum around the back of her 
throat. Inside her mouth, the huge cockhead was bathed in the gelatinous 
liquid, allowing it to venture farther and farther back into her throat. 

Michelle's eyes watered as the monstrous genital was forced farther and 
farther back into her throat. It reached the back of her mouth and she gagged, 
fighting the urge to retch. Her stomach heaved as, for the first time in her 
young life, an erect male penis forced its way over the back of her tongue and 
down into the passage of her throat. 

"Yeah, yeah, that's it, push it back in there, go ahead, baby, suck that cock in 
there..." Pamela breathed in her ear. "Feel that hot hard dick in your throat." 

Relentlessly, the shaft burrowed its way in. A few inches of the cock had by 
now pushed down into her throat. Michelle felt woozy and smothered and she 
couldn't breathe. She gagged and gulped reflexively at the penis as it passed 
her tonsils. 

"Breath through your nose, idiot, breathe through your nose. Go ahead, you 
can do it, fuck, I've seen twelve year old girls do better than you." Pamela 
urged. 

Michelle took a tentative breath through her nose. The oxygen felt wonderful 
as she slowly adjusted to the size of the invader in her body. Pamela put her 
fingers around the shaft once again and slowly pulled it out of the woman's 
mouth. 

As the head exited Michelle's lips, a thick strand of cum and saliva connected 
it to her, drawing taut as the cock moved out. The string slowly stretched, then 
snapped, and a line of cum/saliva six inches long draped itself from Michelle's 
lower lip down across her chin to splat wetly across the top of her cleavage. 

"Yeah, babe, that's good, that's good..." said Pamela, as Michelle heaved in 
great lungsful of air, trying to clear her dizzy brain. She could feel the blood 
pounding in her ears as her head regained its' normal size and configuration. 
"You took in almost eight inches that time, that's more than half. Not too bad, 
actually, not too bad." 

"Why must I do this? Why are you doing this to me?" asked Michelle 
plaintively. 

"Because, because we're turning you into a compulsive cocksucker and cum 
swallower, that's why!" answered Pamely angrily. "Now get ready, we're gonna 
try to take the whole thing this time. Hose, are you ready for some more?" 

"Yeah, just gimme a second. I almost came there a second ago. When she 
swallowed like that, it like to blow the head offa my cock." 

"Well, if ya gotta cum, ya gotta cum. Give the bitch a stomachfull of your dick-
snot, see if I care!" Pamela laughed, amused at the thought of one of Andre's 
cum loads being blasted straight into Michelle's belly. "Ok, babe, open up, 
here comes the log..." 

Once again, she held Michelle's face tight as she and Andre forced her to 
accept the huge cock. It seemed to Michelle that the cock had even grown 
longer and fatter in the recent minutes. She knew that it was her mouth and 
throat that had done it, and she was suprised and dismayed to feel a tiny bit of 
pride at her accomplishment. 

Farther and farther the black rod pushed into her mouth. The head hit the back 
of her throat and this time slipped downwards and over the back of her tongue 
with practiced ease. Pamela reached over and pressed the tips of her fingers 
against Michelle's neck just above her Adam's apple. 

"There, I can feel it there. Cool. It's going into your throat, bitch. Now keep 
swallowing. Hoser, keep pushing, slowly." 

The unreal fellatio continued. Inch after inch of the shaft disappeared down the 
throat of the young captive wife as the black man pushed relentlessly forward. 
His brow shone with the sweat of excitement and exertion. 

Pamela traced the downward passage of the huge stick as it forced it ways 
farther and farther down Michelle's throat and esophagus. 
Michelle felt a red-hot burning pain in her chest as the monster displaced other 
flesh and organs in it's path. Gradually, the descent slowed as less and less of 
the cock remained to be swallowed. 

"Yeah, yeah, you got it, you got it now, babe, you got the whole fucking thing 
in!" cried Pamela excitedly, as if she was watching a trained dog roll over and 
beg. Michelle looked at her with wide eyes and a pleading look. She felt like 
she was a butterfly impaled on a pin. Her head and neck were completely 
immobilized by the attachement to the man's penis. Sweat poured from her 
pores. 

"Oh man, this is good, this feels fuckin' good..." grunted Andre. "I don't know if 
I can hold back much longer....FUCK FUCK I'M CUMMIN', I'M CUMMIN'...." he 
shouted, shivering with the built-up but repressed orgasm. Michelle actually felt 
the mighty shaft quiver and pulse as the strong muscles in Andre's belly and 
groin pushed a cupful of semen out the massive shaft. 

The head of his cock, imbedded as it was deep in her chest, and pointing 
straight down into her stomach, expanded even more, bringing a sharp pain to 
her chest and tears to her eyes. A stream of hot sperm flew out, splashing 
wetly down the sides of her throat and down into her stomach. 

Michelle flinched and groaned inwardly as she felt the hot liquid enter her 
body. Andre groaned and flexed again, pulsing a second rope of slimy sperm 
into the woman's belly. 

"Pull it out, pull it out, I wanna see it, I wanna see it!!!" chattered Pamela 
excitedly, pushing Andre's lower belly away from Michelle's face. Michelle felt a 
whoose of air as the cock pulled up and out of her throat, creating a mini-
vacuum behind it. 

The head pulled back out of her throat rapidly, sliming up and over her tongue 
once again. As the shaft exited her mouth and face, Pamela gamely grabbed 
the sweaty, slimy surface and jerked it strongly in Michelle's direction. 

The head flew out of Michelle's mouth and Pamela's hands swept up and over 
it. A rope of sperm flew out and splattered wetly across the bridge of Michelle's 
nose. The amount was almost incredible - the line of cum was fully a third of 
an inch in diameter, thick as Michelle's little finger. 


"OH FUCK FUCK FUCK YEAH, I'M CUMMIN ON THE BITCH'S FACE!!!" 
shouted Andre as he leaned back on his heels and allowed one woman to 
masturbate his orgasming cock into another woman's sweat-soaked face. Jet 
after jet of semen flew from his spasming cock, traversing the short distance 
from his glans to the flesh in front of it. 

Michelle seemed frozen in shock, not moving an inch as the sperm splashed 
wetly on her features, except to recoil backwards slightly as each splash of 
semen flew at her face. 

Gouts of cum splattered wetly on her cheeks and lips, covering her eyelids, 
draping themselves in her hair and down her forehead. Cum flew into her 
gaping mouth as she gulped in air. 

Cum flew up her nose. It landed all over her shining face. Her left eye was 
glued shut as one monstrous jet landed directly into her blinking eyelid. It flew 
across her eyebrows and splatted into her forehead. It covered her lips and 
chin. A blanket of white began to hide her face. It dripped down like melting 
candle wax. 

Her left cheek from cheekbone to jawbone was almost completely covered 
with a soft blanket of white liquid. The right side of her face was lined with 
sperm in five separate places. 

Finally the deluge of orgasmic fluid slowed and stopped. Andre stood gasping 
for breath, sweating like a marathoner. No one spoke for several seconds. All 
that could be heard was the sound of heavy breathing. And the relentless drip, 
drip, drip as the cum flowed softly from Michelle's face to drop with increasing 
regularity on the upper slopes of her heaving breasts. 

"Oh God. Oh shit, lookit all that fucking CUM!" finally exclaimed Pamela. "Your 
fuckin' face is covered with it! Yeah! Jezzus Christ!" 

Michelle blinked the cum from an eye and gazed at her, unbelieving. Her face 
felt as if someone had thrown a bucket of heavy cream on it. There was not a 
square inch of skin that didn't have cum over it, either in lines or a smooth 
sheen, or in large wet drops. 

She swallowed roughly, a large gob of cum being still in her mouth. It felt warm 
and smooth going down her ravaged throat. Suddenly, and without warning, 
She felt the most massive orgasm she had ever had blast through her body. 
"ohhhhhhh ohhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh shittttttttttt!!! she screamed 
in pleasure and embarrassment. Her skin flushed red and she trembled. The 
she passed out. 

Shell’s Degradation - 

Part 7


When Michelle awoke, it was a few hours later. She was still strapped into the 
ghoulish chair. As she groaned and stretched, she was horrified to find the 
massive ejaculation of the giant Andre still caked and dried on her face and in 
her hair. 

She skrunched her face around, trying valiantly to peel the dried cum and 
sweat from her. Parts of it cracked and fell away. Her mouth had the salty, 
yeasty taste to it that she had become so familiar with, the aftertaste known to 
the professional fellatrice. 

She swallowed roughly two or three times to clear her throat. Her chest still 
burned from the deep throating she had performed on the man hours before. 

Suddenly she realized that small electrical devices similar to EKG sensors had 
been attached to her scalp and behind her ears. She looked down at her 
crotch and cried out in horror. 

A device had been attached to the two labia. Small forceps clamped down on 
the tender flesh on each side. A third small cup had been attached with tiny 
amounts of tape and thread to her clitoris. Electrical wires snaked away and 
disappeared under the table. 

She jerked and struggled, but the wires wouldn't be dislodged. Her pubic area 
had been shaven completely clean, and she noticed that her legs and 
underarms had also been completely depilatated. Her legs were splayed 
widely, and her ankles cuffed to the frame of the chaise. 

Her upper body was tilted at about a 45-degreee angle from the horizontal. Her 
arms were likewise tightly bound and cuffed, stretched out to her sides, 
making her shoulders stiff with pain. Suddenly a loud booming voice erupted 
from hidden speakers in the room. She started with very real fright. 

"MICHELLE! You have been monitored, and it has been decided that you have 
not been coming along quite fast enough for our tastes. As such, for the next 
four hours, you will be further conditioned. Electrical devices have been 
attached to your genital regions. 
They can provide either the necessary electrical stimulus to trigger a massive 
orgasm, or by altering the current and voltage, a severe and painful shock that 
is, nonetheless, not harmful. To prove this, we will now provide you with an 
orgasm." 

Michelle felt a slight buzz in the devices attached to her labia, then was 
shaken with a very real, and very pleasant orgasm. It seemed to blossom out 
from her belly and groin, flushing her skin and making her gasp with relief. The 
buzzing increased a bit and again she rolled in the throes of an all-
encompassing orgasm. She bit her lip to avoid crying out. 

"We have done a tremendous amount of research into the direct electrical 
causes and connections to be found with the female orgasm. By stimulating 
the brain with the same general wavelengths and intensities, we can induce an 
orgasm of varying intensity and depth. And yet by simply altering the voltage of 
the current, we can also apply a painful shock." 

Just as she feared, Michelle was suddenly doubled over with pain as a sharp 
electrical shock coursed through her. Her head felt like it would explode and 
her groin and belly felt on fire. She screamed. Abruptly the pain stopped. 

"So you see, we can provide either pleasure or pain. We don't like to make it 
painful, but sometimes it's the only way to encourage the proper conditioning. 
You will find it occurring less and less often, we hope.” 

“Now then, for the next few hours, you will be sexually assaulted. You may call 
it rape, if it pleases you. You can't resist, believe me.” 

“Each time you begin to have a vaginal or clitoral orgasm, we will alter the 
voltage and you will experience a strong electrical shock.”

“However, when the men have their orgasms, you will be rewarded with one as 
well. Gradually, you will begin to have autonomous orgasms without our aid.”

“We have collected forty volunteers for this part of your training. Each one of 
them will assault you sexually in whatever way they desire.”

“However, as we monitor your sexual arousal, we will let them know and they 
will remove their members from whichever orifice they happen to be in, and 
deposit their sperm in your mouth, which you will, of course, swallow like a 
good girl.  Or else…”
 “Each swallow will result in an orgasm for you. " 

"Now then, lets begin." 

Later on, Michelle thought back on this experience with more than a little 
dread. She didn't know how she survived it all. 

Men of all ages and sizes began filtering into the room. They stood around her 
for several minutes. Each was entirely nude, and most were slowly 
masturbating their penises. Several were already erect. 

A soft gong rang through the room, and a man walked up to the chair, and 
sank his cock into Michelle's moistening pussy. He thrust in and out for several 
minutes, leaning over to nibble and bite at her juicy breasts. 

Shell found herself becoming slowly aroused, feeling a pleasant buzz in her 
genitals. She didn't know it at the time, but the excitement she was feeling was 
generated completly by the electric monitoring system that had been attached 
to her erogenous zones. 

The man began thrusting faster and faster, grunting with the exertion. 
Suddenly, just as Shell found herself climbing towards orgasm, a harsh bell 
clanged. 

The man fucking her quickly pulled out and leaned up over her face, jerking 
his cock furiously. Michelle turned away, and as she did, a small but 
nonetheless powerful shock jolted her system. 

"OPEN YOUR MOUTH, MICHELLE!" came the booming voice from the 
speakers. 

The intensity of the shock increased, tears flowed from Michelle's eyes. She 
finally had no option but to turn back towards the ugly glans just inches from 
her lips and slowly opened her mouth. 

Just as she opened as wide as she could, the man grunted one last time and 
unleashed a torrent of sticky cum. The jets flew out and shot directly into her 
open mouth. As each one did, the electrical stimulations at her clitoris and 
vagina turned into pleasant buzzes. Jet after jet of hot white cum dripped into 
her open mouth. Small droplets festooned her cheeks and lips, but by far the 
greatest amount covered her tongue. 
As the man finished his squirting, she closed her mouth and swallowed the 
seminal offering. As she did, a very pleasant orgasm coursed through her 
body, and Michelle whimpered in pleasure. 

"Very GOOD!" boomed the voice again. 

Michelle swallowed a second time to clear her mouth and throat of the salty 
taste. She could feel the wet liquid slide down her throat into her belly. 

"As a reward, we're going to let you cum again." she heard from the speakers, 
and sure enough, she felt a light buzzing at her scalp and, closing her eyes in 
ecstasy, shuddered through an extremely pleasurable orgasm once again. 

For the next three hours, the scenes were repeated over and over. Man after 
man would penetrate her vagina and perform sex for several minutes, each 
time sending Michelle higher and higher on the plane to relief, but she was 
never allowed to orgasm with a penis in her vagina. 

Small shocks would course through her body each time she began the climb. 

Each time, as the man himself began nearing orgasm, a chime would ring and 
the man would withdraw and position himself in front of Michelle's sweaty face. 

Each time, the tiny hole on the head of the penis would open and stream after 
stream of white semen would jet out, directed almost entirely into Michelle's 
waiting and open mouth. 

Her tongue was so inundated with the salty, sticky taste of the sperm after a 
dozen or so ejaculations that she lost almost all sensation of taste from it. 

Michelle found herself counting the individual streams of sperm as they 
entered her mouth. One man could produce only three small squirts, but 
another had eleven jets.

One tall blond stud twice managed to send 15 actual splashes of semen onto 
her tongue. Her mouth almost overflowed before he finally finished. His loads 
was hot and tangy, almost tart in flavor. 

By far the greatest amount of semen did enter her mouth directly, but 
invariably some festooned her face and cheeks. About one-fifth of each 
ejaculation, actually, missed its' target and decorated her skin. 
It was allowed to simply lay there, drying in the lights, or slowly dripping down 
her face. Much of the semen that struck her forehead, nose, eyelids or upper 
lip ultimately found it's way into her mouth. 

Michelle repeatedly licked her lips clean of the sperm on them. Each time she 
swallowed the ejaculation of the man fucking her, she was rewarded with a 
very pleasant orgasm. 

After nearly 35 orgasms, she lost count, and spent the next hours in a daze of 
sexual euphoria, simply laying back while the men had intercourse with her, 
then slowly coming alive as they withdrew, opening her mouth in an almost 
robotic trance, and letting the sperm fly where it would. 

Then she closed her mouth and swallowed each time, feeling the marvelous 
orgasm slide through her. On occasion, someone would kneel by her and 
swab her tender pussy lips with a warm cloth and apply a slight amount of 
lubricant, but for the most part her pussy was constantly wet, the juices of her 
own arousal giving her away. 

The quantity of semen that she swallowed amazed even her watchers - for 
some reason the men involved appeared to ejaculate greater than normal 
amounts. 

The normal volume is just about a teaspoonful, but onlookers estimated that 
the average emission this day was closer to two or even three teaspoonsful. 

Multiply that by the 37 men who participated, and one can rightly admire the 
spunk of the woman in question. Her stomach lining was coated by the rich 
protein of the fluid. It lubricated and flowed down her esophagus in warm white 
waves. The sugars and starches in it were absorbed into her body quickly, 
giving her the energy to remain awake and participative in the session. 

Over and over, Michelle swallowed the sperm, and over and over she enjoyed 
the best and most fulfilling orgasms of her young life. Gradually, it seemed that 
she lost the feeling of pre-orgasmic tension in her labia and clitoris. Her lips 
and tongue took on a new feeling of heightened sensitivity. 

She subconsiously noticed an alarming (to her) change in her own behavior - 
as each of the last five men performed penile intercourse with her and 
withdrew at the necessary time, she found herself starting her orgasm as she 
opened her mouth preparatory to the inundation of semen. 
In other words,  Shell was ashamed to discover that just the thought of all the 
sperm she would soon be forced to drink was starting to send Michelle soaring 
toward orgasm.  What brought her shame is that this gut-wrenching 
anticipation had not been mentioned in her brainwashing.  It came from her 
alone.  This was Shell, the “cum-slut” showing her true colors.

The trigger, though, was the actual timing of the hot salty sperm striking her 
lips, tongue or mouth. As the men finished, and the number of them standing 
around waiting for their turns diminished, Michelle began tiring as well. She 
really hadn't had any solid food for over 10 hours, and (wo)man does not live 
by cum alone. Finally the last man shook his drained and empty penis over her 
mouth and stepped away. 

Her body was soaked in sweat. Her upper body, chest, and face were likewise 
streaked and splattered with the slimy patches of sperm. Her labia swelled red 
and pulsed quietly. Her breathing was shallow, fast, almost labored. 

The lights slowly dimmed, and the last thing she heard before she mercifully 
surrendered to unconsciousness was the voice on the speakers... 

"Very good, Michelle. You're coming along nicely now. A treatment like this 
every other day for the next two weeks, along with your regularly scheduled 
sessions, and you will pass with flying colors." 

When Michelle awoke the next day, she was back in her room, bathed and 
naked on the bed. There was a rolling tray next to her bed stacked with plates 
of fruit, cold cuts, bread, water, fruit juices, milk, cake, and other fixings. 

She attacked it ravenously, and after making and eating three large 
sandwiches, all the fruit, two pieces of pastry, some cake, and drinking four 
large glasses of water, she felt much better. 

She couldn't tell what time it was, or even what day it was, but she felt much 
better overall. After laying on the bed for nearly an hour, digesting the food and 
letting her mind wander, she finally got up and began to explore the room. 

There was a large television set with a VCR , and a collection of about a dozen 
unlabeled video tapes. Shell thought she had a good idea of what was on the 
tapes, so she left them for later. She walked over to a large built-in bookcase 
along one wall. 

The books seemed an odd amalgam of titles - 'Male - Female Relations in the 
Modern World' , 'Deviant Sexual Practices' , 'Physiology of the Sexual System' 
, 'Ancient Fertility Rites' , 'Hypnotism and Post-Hypnotic Suggestions' , 'Cum-
Sucking Nurses' , 'My Husband, My Master', and several scholarly studies 
such as those by Masters & Johnson. 

One book, larger than the rest, had no title on the binding spine. It was bound 
in rich leather, and was easily 3 inches thick. Michelle pulled it from the 
bookcase, and walked to one of the chairs to satisfy her curiosity. 

As she sat down and opened the book, she caught her breath. The title page 
read "Stories of the Graduates - A Pictorial History of our Society". She 
opened to the first page. 

There was a large picture of a woman identified only as Sally. She was 
standing along in a room, naked. There were pictures of her front, sides, and 
rear, standing and sitting. She was about 21 or 22 years old, about 5 foot 5 
inches tall, dark haired, with a body on the plumpish side. Her face was 
attractive, though, and her breasts were well- formed and showed no hint of 
sag or drooping. 

The next page had a brief synopsis of "Sally's Story". It seemed she was 
brought to the chateau by her boyfriend and had undergone the treatment 
several years ago. She spent four weeks in the mansion and left a completely 
transformed woman. 

The following pages were a testament to her stay, a pictorial history of her 
transformation. The first few pictures were closeups of her having sex with 
various men in standard positions and couplings. However, on each page, at 
least one photo focused on her face as it was bathed in the creamy emissions 
of the males. 

There were several pages of pictures showing nothing but the immediate post-
orgasm view of her mouth and face. 

In one picture, a huge black penis seemed to be pumping massive amounts of 
semen directly into her mouth. She held it open right under the shiny plum-
shaped glans. The camera had captured a large jet of ejaculate stretching 
from the opening of the man's cock all the way down into her mouth, a 
distance of several inches. 

Her face was dotted with clumps and beads of semen. Another view on the 
same page showed her open-mouthed, looking directly into the camera. A 
large pool of sperm could easily be seen in her mouth. It covered her tongue 
and seemed to slosh around her teeth like a mouthful of melted vanilla ice 
cream. Drips and drabs of it drooled down over her lower lip. 

Then next picture showed her close-mouthed, obviously swallowing down the 
gelatinous mixture, and rubbing her stomach in glee. 

Despite her situation, Michelle was amazed to find herself becoming aroused. 

"My God,", she thought, "this is making me wet. What are they turning me 
into?" 

She couldn't stop her trim fingers from idly brushing up and down across her 
slowly slickening vaginal lips. She kept turning the pages. 

"Sally" was shown in scene after scene of fellatio and facial cum poses. Often 
three, four, or more cocks could be seen in the frame, posing around her 
flushed and saturated face like hunters around a downed deer. 

The last page of her story had a series of pictures of her leaving the mansion 
on her boyfriend's arm, smiling and glowing like a recent Miss America winner. 

The next pictorial concerned a woman named "Lisa". She came to the clinic at 
the behest of her husband. She had a self-admitted aversion to oral sex of any 
kind, and her husband had turned to this place in desperation. 

"She came willingly?" mused Michelle. "I can't picture that at all...". 

But picture that she did, as she slowly turned the pages. There was Lisa, on 
her knees, facing a line of a dozen naked men, each erect and pointing their 
members at the young red-head. 

There was a close-up of Lisa's lips stretched obscenely around the erect shaft 
of a penis, her eyes closed in concentration, her unseen tongue wrapped 
around the glans. 

There were scenes of Lisa on her back, her head hanging down off a bed, with 
a young man brutally fucking his cock into her mouth and down her throat. 

There were pictures of Lisa at a party, naked among all other guests, holding a 
clear goblet of milky liquid that Michelle guessed was sperm. Her face and 
breasts where spotted with white dots and lines, as were her hands and wrists. 

A small note appeared beneath one picture - "Lisa was gifted with over 40 
ejaculations at this cocktail party". 

Page after page of glossy color photos of the young woman decorated the 
book, her face in every one was decorated with slimt ropes of sperm obviously 
(because of the vast quantity of it) the “droppings” of many, many men.. 

Michelle paged through the book in rapt fascination, her fingers continuing to 
idly thrum her cunt lips and clitoris. She felt her passion rising, but for some 
reason could not approach the peak she desired. 

Then she realized that her conditioning was starting to take effect - she gulped 
in the realization that what she really wanted to do was suck on a large, firm 
penis. 

She closed the book with a slam and heaved herself on the bed in disgust, 
face down, sobbing. 

Just then the door to her room opened and her tormenter Eva and the young 
girl Pam walked in. They were wearing identical outfits - thigh high black 
leather boots with five-inch stiletto heels, silver-studded leather miniskirts 
around their waists, and black leather bras. 

"Ok, slut, time for your next lesson." crowed Eva , "It's time you got out in 
public for a while.”

”Oh, by the way, your darling hubby called last night. Some friends at the 
phone company routed his call here, and we had one of our ladies who can 
mimic almost anybody pretend she was your answering machine. Guess 
what? You're visiting your sister in Minneapolis and won't be back home for 
five weeks! He believed it all, and probably won't be calling back! 
Hahahahaha" she cackled evilly. 

"Now, it's time to get you dressed for our outing!" She and Pam ordered 
Michelle to put on the slacks and blouse they pulled from the dresser and 
threw on the bed. She did so, meekly. 

"Wh..Where are we going?" whispered Michelle with a quaver in her voice. 

"You'll find out when we get there, babe." replied Eva harshly. They escorted 
her out the door and down the hallway, and out to the rear of the chateau. 
They walked towards an automobile. 

As the trio of women approched the car, a driver got out and walked up to 
them. 

"They're expecting us there. Here's the blindfold." He produced a black mask 
that Eva slipped over Michelle's head. 

"We still can't let you see where you're going. Don't worry, it'll come off when 
we get where we're going." 

Michelle's world was plunged into darkeness. The three women sat in the car, 
and it drove off. 

Michelle felt the automobile wind down a driveway, and then out onto a rough 
road. It bounced down the road for several minutes, then turned onto a 
smoother road, and travelled on it for another length of time. 

Then Michelle felt the car accelerate rapidly as if merging onto a freeway. It 
travelled the freeway for almost 30 minutes, then she felt the car turn off, head 
down what felt like an exit ramp, and stop momentarily. 

Then, after several turns and short distances, as if the car was navigating city 
streets, it stopped. She felt herself pulled and guided out of the car, and with 
halting, tentative steps, was guided into a building of some sorts, still with the 
blindfold on. 

She felt hands loosening the mask, and it was pulled up off her head. She 
looked around, disoriented. 

She was in a small room with almost no light on. There was a large plate glass 
window in the center of one wall, and after peering at it quizzically for a few 
seconds, Michelle realized it was a two- way mirror. 

She looked out into what appeared to be a doctor's examining room. Just 
under the mirror, about 30 inches off the floor, was a rigid metal tube that was 
attached through the wall. 
It protruded into the connecting room, ending in a large funnel-type 
attachement of stainless steel. The funnel and tube descended through the 
wall and ended in the room Michelle was in. 

As she watched, the driver of the car slid a large bench over in front of the 
mirror and positioned it perpendicular to the wall, butted up against the surface 
of the wall about a foot below the tube ending. He motioned for Michelle to get 
on the bench. 

"Lay down with your head up here under the hose. I havta hook this shit all 
up."

Michelle shook her head in wonderment and complied. She lay down on the 
bench, letting her legs fall to either side. Her head was supported by a firm 
pillow. 

The driver then attached a device with four long straps to the end of the tube. 

He motioned for Michelle to lift her head up, and she was astonished to watch 
him lower the end of the tube into her mouth, and attach the straps around her 
head. 

The tube was directly attached to her mouth and she could not loosen or 
remove it. Her arms were similarly fastened to the bench along her sides. She 
peered up at the man quizzically. 

He grunted. "Haven't got the faintest, do ya babe? Well, lemme tell ya. This 
here's a sperm bank. Yep, an honest to goodness sperm bank. Guys come 
here thinking they are donating sperm for research, or to freeze and use later. 
They jerk off into the funnel in the other room, and the jizz slides down the tube 
and into special sterile containers.”

“That is, usually it does. Tonight, it's sliding down into your belly! Hah Hah 
Hah!" 

Shell's eyes widened in fear. 'When will it ever end!' she thought silently. Her 
stomach roiled. 

"Yeah, Eva and Pam are out there to help them get their rocks off, and each 
one of them will be shooting their jizz down that tube right into your pretty 
mouth. We're gonna be here until they close at 11 o'clock." 
The man fumbled around with the straps for a few seconds, then abruptly left 
the room, turning the lights out behind him as he left. Suddenly, Shell heard 
voices coming from the room behind her. 

In the other room, Eva had entered with a young man of about 19 or 20. "Ok, 
honey, just try to relax. This is a medical establishment above all, even though 
what we do is somewhat out of the ordinary. You just need to ejaculate for us. 
When you do, point the tip of your penis into the funnel over there and direct 
the emission into it. Your semen will be collected in a sterile container" , (she 
smiled to herself inwardly) , "and stored for research or artificial insemination. 
Now then, what would you like me to do for you?" 

"I don't know, I guess you could jer- er, masturbate me, or put it in your 
mouth?"

"Oh, no, I'm sorry, honey, but we're not allowed to perform oral sex. Too much 
risk of an accident, you know what I mean?" she smiled at him. "But I will be 
happy to masturbate you, if you'd like. And you can feel my breasts while I do 
it." 

"Uh, OK, that sounds good." 

Michelle could hear the rustle as the man disrobed, and they moved over 
closer to the wall. Not being able to see what was going on in the next room 
was almost as maddening as knowing what would be happening in a few short 
moments. 

Eva knelt down next to the young man and wrapped her fingers around the 
slowly stiffening penis. "Oh, this is a nice penis you have here. I bet you have 
lots of girlfriends, don't you?" 

The man stammered. "N-not really. I did h-have one girl, but we b-broke up 
about three weeks ago. I hav-haven't had an orgasm since then..." 

"Oh, golly, you mean you haven't ejaculated for three weeks! My goodness, 
you're going to have an awful lot of semen to collect." 

Eva spoke loudly enough, to make sure Michelle heard the comments. "I bet 
you have a lot of sperm, you young men are so sexy all the time..." she said for 
Shell’s benefit.. 

She continued to masturbate the man, enjoying the feel of his hard prick in her 
hands. She rubbed and kneaded his testicles with the other hand, all the time 
whispering sexy things to the man. 

"Oh, come on, baby, shoot your stuff for me, let it go. I know you've got to do it, 
just let it come right out. Yes, that's a boy, shoot that stuff in the funnel.." After 
just a few minutes, the man's lack of sexual release for over 20 days became 
apparent. 

"Oh man, I'm gonna cum in a second...get ready..." Eva pulled him over to the 
funnel and continued to furiously masturbate him. "Yeah, yeah, here it comes, 
oh god I'm cumming......." he grunted, and shook from head to toe. 

Then his penis opened up and a torrent of pent-up sperm flew from the head 
of his cock. It streamed and dripped into the funnel and slid slowly down the 
tube into the other room. 

Almost immediately, Michelle began to feel the drips and strings of semen plop 
into her widely stretched mouth. It was hot and milky, and had a strong starchy 
feel. 

Several long strings of the slimy goo slid quickly down the tube and into her 
mouth. 

Michelle swallowed unhappily, mostly to force the liquid down into her throat 
where she wouldn’t have to taste the disguisting sperm. For several minutes, 
droplets of cum continued to slide down the tube and into her mouth. 

This went on for the next four men who entered the clinic. Each one was 
masturbated by Eva or Pam, or performed the act themselves, each time 
directing the slimy, ropy strings into the funnel and down the tube into what 
they thought was a sperm repository, but was in actuality Michelle's now sperm 
soaked mouth. 

Then there was a brief respite in the action, and Michelle heard the door to the 
small room open. It was Pam. 

"Ok, babe, this isn't going fast enough. Here's the plan. There are 12 guys 
outside in the waiting room. Eva's explaining that the apparatus for holding 
their jizz is broken, but we don't want to send anyone away unrelieved, so we 
have a little treat for them.” 
 “You're going to strip naked, go into the other room, and you and I are gonna 
put on a show for them. They're all gonna cum in a glass, and you're gonna 
drink it down like a good little slut. So let's go...". 

While she talked, the young girl unstrapped Michelle from the bench and 
unhooked the tube end from her mouth, taking care to shake the last few 
dribbles of cum from it onto Michelle's face. She took Michelle in her hands 
and pulled her through the door into the other room. 

The group of men was soon assembled in the room. Eva directed them to 
disrobe and begin masturbating. "Just remember, when you cum, to cum in 
this beaker here. Our little slut Michelle is gonna drink a nice warm cum 
cocktail when you're all finished." The guys cheered and whistled with crude 
enjoyment. 

While she talked, Pam pulled Michelle's clothes off and began licking and 
caressing her breasts, collecting the odd stray droplet of cooling semen. 

Then she pulled Michelle down and directed her to lay across her legs, face 
down. Pam began by lightly smacking each of Michelle's ass cheeks, one after 
the other, for a few moments, making the young wife wiggle in pain/pleasure. 

"Michelle here is being turned into a cum slut. What that means is that by the 
time we're finished with her, she will get the maximum sexual enjoyment only 
by eating cum. She won't get any thrills by fucking, only by sucking cock and 
swallowing jizz.." 

Eva began explaining to the group of panting men. "We have her on a regimen 
of about 30 or more loads a day right now, and we'll work our way up from 
there. By the time we're finished, it wouldn't be unrealistic to expect her to 
drink a half-gallon of sperm a day, right Shell?" 

Shell could only grunt in reply. Pam had sucked one finger into her mouth and 
then roughly wormed it up into Michelle's unlubricated rectum. The sudden 
intrusion hurt, as it had not been that long since Michelle had been anally 
raped by the men at the chateau her first night. She was still quite sore there. 

"Pam's going to ream her ass out for a while, just to make sure that it stays 
flexible, 'cause who knows, there might be some men who'd rather fuck her 
ass than her mouth once in a while, you know? So we like to keep all her 
options open, if you know what I mean!" Eva continued. 
She was walking around the men, stroking a dick here, doing what she could 
to keep the men moving towards the inevitable feverish release they desired. 

"After she's warmed Michelle up, we have a couple of toys that we're going to 
use to really open up that asshole, right Pam?" 

As she spoke, Pam reached into a small gym bag they had brought along, and 
extracted a pink dildo about 1 1/2 inches in diameter and 6 inches long. 

"This is for starters. First, don't you think you'd better get it wet, cocksucker?" 
asked Pam evilly, turning Michelle over and placing the tip of the dildo at 
Michelle's lips. She forced the woman to open her mouth and suck the dildo in. 
"You'd better get it good and wet, 'cause its' headed up your asshole in about 
one minute.”

The men watched as the blond was forced to envelop the false genital with her 
mouth and lips.   With her hairless pussy and immature brests, a good number 
of the men thought she was underage by far.

Michelle tried to get the ugly implement as wet as possible with her semen-
tainted saliva. After she had mouthed it for a few seconds, Pam pulled it out 
and with the help of one of the men, pulled Michelle's ass cheeks apart. 

She pushed the tip of the dildo into the puckered brown hole and slowly 
rotated the shaft, continually pushing the plastic implement further and further 
up into Michelle's rectal channel, until all but the last inch was imbedded in 
her. 

Michelle groaned at the intrusion, trying vainly to relax her sphincter and allow 
the dildo to seat itself in her. The pain washed over her in waves, but slowly 
ebbed as her body adjusted to the plastic phallus. Just as her rectum began to 
accept the device, Pam evilly began sawing it in and out of her ass, twisting 
and turning the faux cock. 

Michelle lay spreadeagled over her lap, her slim legs pulled apart, her body 
sweating with heat. 

The men watched with rapt attention as the teenage rapidly shoved the dildo in 
and out of Michelle's little-girl ass. One man grunted and heaved his body off 
the bed, quickly moving to the glass beaker Eva held in her hand and 
ejaculating a dozen large streams of semen into it. 
"Yes, that's right, baby, shoot that stuff in there, give it all to us, Michelle's 
gonna love to drink your cum, that's it..." encouraged Eva as the man grunted 
and closed his eyes in ecstasy. His orgasm passed, and he turned to join the 
line of other men. Eva looked down into the beaker and swirled it around in the 
light, examining it. 

"Looks like pretty good stuff there, old boy, a nice load. Hope the rest of you 
can do as well." 

Meanwhile, Pam had pulled the dildo from Michelle's ass one last time, then 
turned her over on her back. She extracted a huge speculum from the bag and 
placed the two ends at the entrance to Michelle's pussy, then began spreading 
the lips wide with the medical device. 

"Although we are de-sensitizing the cunt, perhaps you each might like to see 
up inside of it while it's still available. This here is a device used by 
veterenarians to open up a cow's pussy when they inseminate it, so it should 
make a real impression on Michelle!" Pam laughed. 

Michelle groaned anew with the strange feeling. Her labia were being 
stretched enormously, far farther than they ever had during a normal ob/gyn 
exam. 

"Hey, two of you guys grab her ankles and pull her legs apart, lets' see how 
much this bitch can really open up." 

Two of the men did so enthusiastically, grasping an ankle apiece and pulling 
Michelle's legs apart as far as they could possibly go. 
Shell had for a fleeting moment, thought of begging for some of these men to 
help her escape this never-ending hell of countless rapes of her mind and her 
body.  But when she saw the lust in the strange men’s faces, even that faint 
hope was destroyed.

Michelle now longer existed.  She was “Cum-Slut” now and there was she 
could do or say to save herself.

As her legs widened, Pam opened the lips of her pussy even farther, sliding 
the ends of the speculum into her vagina, forcing the walls apart. 

The tender flesh opened unwillingly, gaping wider and wider. Finally, the 
tensioner on the speculum reached the end of it's travel. 
"Ok, there we go. That's just about as wide as this cow is gonna open up!" 
giggled Pam. She pointed down at Michelle's crotch. 

Shell’s two labial lips were six inches apart, pried open obscenely by the 
instrument. Two silver tongs disappeared into her vaginal canal, also 
spreading it open until the pink wetness was displayed. 

The men crowded around, looking up into Michelle's womb. 

"Oh, man lookit that bitch's pussy. Isn't that sweet?" 

"Yeah, check it out, the cunt is wide open. You could drive a truck into that 
thing!" The lewd and gross comments continued. Pam held up her fist. 

"Now watch this." She curled her fist up into a ball, and slowly corkscrewed it 
up into Michelle's vagina. 

Shell groaned with pain, tears coursing from her eyes as she felt her canal 
intruded upon. Inch after inch of the teenager's slim arm went up, disappearing 
between Michelle's widely splayed lips. 

"I can feel her cunt walls here, they're getting kinda slimy up here" said Pam 
as she continued her exploration. "I'm gonna open up my hand and see what 
that feels like." 

As she unclenched her hand, Michelle's eyes widend at the feeling emanating 
from deep within her. It felt like thousands of ants had been turned loose in her 
womb. 

"Oh Christ that hurts,please take it out, please, I'll do anything, please stop..." 
she moaned. 

"Oh shit, you pussy, you can't take anything, can you?" grinned Pam evilly. 
Then she turned to the men standing over her shoulder. 

"I can feel the end of her pussy here, and I'm scratching her cervix with my 
fingernails." 

Just then two more men moved over to cum in the beaker of glass. Eva 
beamed down at it proudly. 

Pam began pumping her arm in and out of Michelle's widely stretched pussy, 
pushing it in almost to the elbow and then pulling it out to the wrist once again. 
Michelle continued to moan in pain. 

Eva bent down and began pulling and twisting at Michelle's nipples, grasping 
them tightly between a thumb and forefinger and pulling them out until they 
stretched up like pyramids above Michelle's body. The two sadists continued 
to torment poor Michelle until all the men had dumped their loads into the 
beaker of sperm. 

When they finished, Eva walked over and picked it up, glancing down at 
Michelle with a smirk on her face. She held the beaker up to the light, gazing 
as the milky fluid collected in it. 

"Hmmm.... Says here there's about...97 cc's... of cum in this jar." She bent 
down to Michelle. "Here, honey, drink this, it'll make you feel better." She tilted 
the beaker to Michelle's lips. 

Broken, physically and mentally stripped of all ability to resist, Michelle opened 
her mouth, and drank the fluid down. The mixed ejaculations of over twenty 
virile males pooled warmly in her stomach. 

Just as she finished the last of the slimy, bleachy-tasting sperm cocktail, Pam 
pulled her hand and wrist from her pussy with a loud "PLOP". Michelle 
shuddered, and passed out. 


Shell’s Degradation 

Part 8


Michelle's experiences followed a pattern for the next several days. Each 
morning she was shaken awake by one of the staff members and given a fairly 
hearty breakfast with every kind of fruit, pastry, meat, and other items she 
could desire. 

The one odd part of her breakfast menu was, of course, the tumbler of semen 
that was poured over all parts of her meal by the attendant. She was slowly 
getting used to the flavor of it on such things as waffles, pancakes, and toast. 
When she encountered a particularly tart or unpleasant variety, she was able 
to drink orange juice or fresh water to help dilute the taste it left in her mouth. 

After breakfast, she was taken to a conditioning room where once again she 
would be hooked to the electrical stimulus machine and made to perform 
sexually with dozens of men.  Countless strangers pounded their cocks onto 
her helpless pussy, but always finished by dumping their slimy globs of sperm 
in her mouth. 

Her own orgasms were programmed to occur with the feeling of semen on her 
skin, and she shuddered though dozens of them each and every day. 

Gradually, she actually began to find the normal vaginal thrusting unpleasant, 
because whenever a man's penis was actually in her, the sensations being 
programmed electrically were quite annoying. 

Interestingly enough, when being taken anally, no negative stimulation was 
applied, and Michelle found herself becoming more and more immune, if not 
used to, the feeling of a hard cock in her rectum. 

But still towering over anything else was the endless squirts and spurts and 
globs and streams and dribbles of sperm from cock after cock after disgusting 
cock attached to men who she’d never even met before. She swallowed spurt 
after uncounted spurt of semen each day.

In one moment of hysterical giddiness, as she waited with her head back and 
mouth wide open for the next disgusting deposit, she saw herself as a cup on 
a putting green.  
Her open mouth, like the cup, waited for a strange man to shoot something 
white into it.  Like the cup, she was nothing other than a receptacle to be used.

Her lunch was little more than a sandwich or bowl of soup and a large glass of 
semen. Her dinner, although satisfying, was as well accompanied by the usual 
glass of sperm.. Her captors saw to it that, in addition to the ejaculations 
directed to her orally after regular sexual encounters, she drank at least three 
large glasses of sperm every day. 

Michelle began to notice that she could detect very minute differences in the 
texture, consistency, and taste of the various semens deposited on her tongue 
by the men she had sex with. Still, though, her stomach roiled each time she 
had to swallow the oily substance. 

Then one day after a breakfast of bacon and eggs with sperm, her guard led 
her out of the room without letting her dress. 

"Guess what we got planned for you today, honey", he snarled at her. 
"Something we call target practice. I think you'll like it! Hah Hah" he sneered, 
chuckling under his breath. He walked her down the halls of the chateau and 
they entered a large room Michelle had never seen before. 

The room was about 30 feet square, with a floor that sloped gently towards the 
middle. Benches were set up in several rows around the middle of the room. In 
the very center of the room was a slight depression sunken about two feet 
lower than the rest of the floor. 

Michelle peered curiously at the strange contraption in the sunken area. It 
appeared to be a truncated cone about two feet wide at the widest part, of 
some sort of transparent material, with several concentric cirles of red painted 
on it. 

There was an opening about six inches around in the narrow end of the cone. 
The cone was tilted at an angle of about 45 degrees from vertical, held secure 
in a wooden stand. Behind and below the small opening in the cone, on the 
floor of the depression, was a carpeted stool. 

There were about two or three dozen men standing around in the room, talking 
in small groups, or sitting on the benches. They each had towels wrapped 
around their otherwise nude bodies. Michelle recognized several of the men as 
participants in her earlier training sessions. One of the men came up to her. 
"Welcome to our target practice session. We call it that because, as you can 
see, the cone is painted like a target. The bulls-eye is in the center of the cone. 
Your head and face, primarily, will protrude through the hole to make a human 
bulls-eye for us to aim at. Now, if you will be so kind...". 

He led her down to the stool behind the cone and pushed her into a sitting 
position there. Because of the way the stool was set, she had to spread her 
legs widely in order to fit. 

A deep blush reddened her skin as she realized that the men would be looking 
directly at her wide open sexual organs. The man attached small clips to her 
nipples and the lips of her vagina. 

"These wires are here just to make sure that you follow orders. Here's what 
happens if you resist." He nodded to a man out in the crowd, who pressed a 
small button on a table. 

Immediately, a strong shock coursed through Michelle's body, causing her to 
cry out in pain. The feeling of a thousand small needles attacked her sensitive 
breasts and caused agony in her labia. 

"As you can see, we don't want to have to do that. Now, stick your head 
through the hole." 

Michelle leaned forward and pushed her face through the hole. She was 
reminded of the kind of displays you might find at a country fair or beach 
boardwalk where you looked through a hole in a backdrop, on which was 
painted a caricature or character. 

The body could be a muscular man or a curvaceous woman, and the only 
human part visible was the participant's face. Only this was that same idea, 
taken to obscene extremes. 

The diameter of the hole was just enough to let the front part of her face 
protrude. The rim circled her skull just in front of her ears, and circled around 
the top of her head and the bottom of her chin and neck. 

She put her hands on her widely splayed knees, and blinked at the men 
standing before her. The other man went around to the front of the cone, 
producing a small paint brush. He dipped the brush in a jar of red paint. 

"Now, for the real target. Hold your head still." 

He proceeded to draw three circles on Michelle's trembling face. The first went 
around her chin, up her cheeks and across the middle of her forehead. The 
second moved in just about an inch or two, over the bridge of her nose and 
between her chin and lower lip. The third neatly surrounded her entire mouth 
and lips. 

"As you can see, you now are the perfect target. We are working on a point 
system here. Inside the middle circle, your mouth, is ten points. In the second 
one out, five points. In the third one, one point." 

Michelle felt foolish and ridiculous sitting there completely naked, with a target 
painted on her face. She closed her eyes in resignation and then groaned out 
loud when she realized what the men would most probably be using for 
"ammunition". 

"Ah, yes, you have probably guessed, we will be 'cumming for accuracy' here. 
The object is to aim our spurts at you, the pretty female target." said the man, 
with an arch of his eyebrows. "You will be allowed to swallow between each 
contestant. However, we've added a slight twist to the contest.”

“As you can feel, the cone makes a snug fit around your head. Thus, any 
sperm that doesn't end up in your mouth will gradually drool to the side and 
collect at the bottom, slowly filling the area.”

“After enough misses, the level of the sperm will rise to cover your face, and 
gradually drip in your eyes, nose, and mouth. Thus, it's in your best interests to 
get as much cum in your mouth as possible. You'd better hope most of the 
guys here are good shots! You will keep your mouth open until each man's 
orgasm has ended." he finished. 

A man stood up and walked forwards to face Michelle in the cone. Despite 
herself, she blushed in shame. She felt like an animal on display. Her legs 
were spread widely. 

"Play with your tits" the man said to her. 

Michelle was a bit slow in responding, and she felt a strong electrical shock 
pass through her. It was enough to make her swallow her shame and begin 
rubbing her breasts. 
The man dropped his towel and began masturbating, his cock a large and 
turgid weapon. 

"Only a real, no bullshit, “cum-slut” would so meekly allow herself to be 
degraded and humiliated like this in front of everyone  You must really want 
this scum I’m worjing up here, so I’m gonna be real nice to you.  I'm gonna 
cum right in your mouth, you slutty whore" he cursed at her, grinning. "I'm 
gonna piss so much sperm all over your face, you'll think someone melted a 
candle on it." 

Shell sobbed as his words seemed to hit home to her.  She tried to deny them 
even to herself.  But her own body betrayed her as, with a groan she streached 
her mouth wide open.  No shock had forced her this time, it was “Cum-Slut” 
trying to offer the best target she could. 

The man continued mouthing insults and obscenities at her as the men behind 
him laughed and taunted. His cock head began to drip pre-cum down into the 
cone around Michelle's head. 

Finally, after some minutes, he grunted and pushed forwards a bit. A long 
stream of cum shot from his cock, and landed right across the bridge of 
Michelle's nose, splattering wetly to either side. 

"5 points!" a man crouching next to the cone yelled. Another spurt of semen 
flew, this time impacting square in the middle of Michelle's tongue, splashing 
across her lower teeth. A bit of it drooled down across her lower lip. 

"10!" the spotter said, "A direct hit!" 

Shell heard cheers in the background. A third rope of wet dick juice exploded 
from the man, this time flying wide and draping across her forehead, down 
over one eye, and ending in the middle of her cheek. 

"1 point!" 

The remaining semen dribbled out, dropping in wet spots across Michelle's 
features or landing on the cone around her head. She felt one large droplet 
drool down and come to rest at the bottom of her chin. 

"Ok, Jack got 16 points overall, including one right in the mouth!" shouted the 
spotter. 
Michelle closed her eyes and swallowed the slimy mess in her mouth, then 
looked up at them. 

She sat stiffly on the stool, naked, with sperm on her face. 

"What do you say, Michelle?" asked the first man who had led her to the cone. 

She cast her eyes down. "Thank you, sir." 

As she spoke, the clips on her sex were excited just enought to cause a mild 
orgasm to shudder through her. She moaned in pleasure. 

The men guffawed at the sight of the naked woman imprisoned in the device, 
having an orgasm as they came on her face. 

The next man stepped up. He had been jerking off since the Jack, the first 
man, had started, and almost immediately began his ejaculation. 

The first long stream of cum shot out of his cock, flying in a rope to land in 
sticky wetness just to the left of Michelle's nose. 

"5 Points!" cried the spotter. 

Another salvo of scum exited the penis, this time glancing off to splat on her 
forehead and dribble down over one eye. 

"1 Point!" 

A third small jet missed her head entirely, splattering on the cone next to her 
and sliding downward to lodge against her cheek. His remaining emissions 
dripped and dropped around the young wife's features. 

"Ha! Bob gets only 6 points" cried the spotter.

The men responded with good natured ribbing and gesturing at the man as he 
shook his head and walked away. 

Michelle now had several lines of cum decorating her features, slowly dribbling 
down her face in various directions. Her mouth, though, had remained clear 
from this second shooter. 

A third man stepped up and began jerking his cock off in her direction. His 
ejaculation, when it came, was one of the biggest loads Michelle had 
encountered during her stay so far. 

Three huge spurts flew from his cock in rapid succession, landing wetly around 
her mouth and lips. The third actually impacted in her open mouth, laying a 
trail off her tongue and down over her lower lip. 

"WOW! Two 5 pointers and one 10 point right in the kisser!" shouted the 
spotter. 

A fourth large jet struck Michelle right on the tip of her pert nose, exploding like 
a meteor across several directions on her face. 

"5 more!" 

A fifth bullet entered directly into her mouth, sliding back to splatter around her 
back teeth. 

"10! Again!" crowed the man counting points. 

Michelle gulped and gasped, the cum streaming down her face dripping across 
her lips and being sucked up into her nose by her heaving lungs. 

Another jet of sperm shot from the penis, flew across the short distance to her 
features, and smacked with a wet PLOP! just at the top of her left cheekbone, 
splashing off into her hair. The last few droplets from the man dripped into her 
face and slowly dribbled down her skin. 

"40 points for Jimmy boy!" shouted the man counting points, eliciting a cheer 
and applause from the crowd for the man who had just finished ejaculating on 
Michelle's face. 

Again she felt the pleasant electrical impulses begin to spread from her pussy, 
and again she groaned and closed her eyes in ecstasy as a powerful orgasm 
flew through her. 

Again and again, men stood before her captive form and blew streams of 
sticky, ropy sperm against her face. The excess that didn't land in her mouth 
and get swallowed slid slowly down across her cheeks and collected in the 
bottom of the cone, the surface level rising upwards toward her lips and nose. 
The men excitedly kept score of their points. So far, the points leader had 60 - 
he had managed to hold his cock perfectly still and spurted six jets of cum 
directly into her mouth in quick succession, causing Michelle to gulp and 
swallow or she'd have been overwhelmed by the sheer volume of semen. 

Michelle's pussy was constantly excited by both the electrical stimulus she was 
receiving, and the almost continuous orgasms she herself had. 

She found herself furiously masturbating her clit and pushing her fingers into 
her vagina, sweating, grunting, as the men stepped up and used her sperm-
soaked face as a target for their ejaculations, her face that had kissed her 
husband so many times, her face that looked out from the pages of her high 
school yearbook, her face that occupied an ornate picture frame on her 
husband's desk at work. 

The surface of her face was becoming unrecognizable under the blanket of 
white sperm being applied to it. Her eyes blinked rapidly as the cum splashed 
wetly against her eyelids. It stung and burned when it drooled into her eyes. 

Rivulets of semen trailed down and across her cheeks, dripping wetly down 
onto the plastic cone fixed firmly to her face. Her hair was dotted with clumps 
of slimy ejaculate. 

Her lips and teeth were filmed with the salty, hot mixture of sweat and semen. 

She groaned with the induced orgasmic feelings. Her fingers clutched and 
pulled at the lips of her pussy, her legs splayed widely. Finally, the last man 
was finished with her. 

A total of 27 men had masturbated into her face. 

Two men came and unhooked the cone from around her head, letting the 
sperm that had accumulated there splash down over her shoulders, neck and 
chest. 

It ran in wide white sheets over her breasts, dripping wetly off her nipples. 
Michelle got groggily to her feet, still unsteady. She put her hands to her face. 

"So much cum...so much cum..." she moaned, as she massaged the wet liquid 
into her skin. "I'm covered in their cum..." She didn't even notice the video 
cameras recording her every move. 
"And the winner is..." she heard a voice begin to say. "with 75 points, good old 
"Bucket Balls" Tom !" 

Cheers rang out. Michelle turned, zombie- like, to the man who had 'won' the 
competition. He had been the tenth or eleventh man to jerk off in her face. Her 
eyes glazed over at the memory. 

All she could remember was the angry red cock head just inches from her 
face, and the slit in the head suddenly opening up and seeing the splash of 
white sperm jet out to land on her upper lip. 

Suddenly it seemed the air around her face was a blizzard of cum, as the man 
shot stream after stream of semen into her gasping, groaning face. Each jet 
was as strong as the first, huge cupfulls of sperm that splashed into her open 
mouth and rocketed around on the skin of her face. It splashed up her nose 
and into her eyes, and dripped into her ears. 

It looped around the bridge of her nose, and down over both cheekbones. Her 
tongue was buried in the white layer of semen, tart and salty tasting. She 
swallowed the repeated globs shooting out of the cock at her face, gasping for 
air as it finished. 

She walked slowly over the the grinning winner, sweat and sperm drying slowly 
on her body. She looked up at him. He looked at her. He saw the young bride 
before him, her face criss-crossed with lines of cum, her hair matted with it, her 
breasts dripping slow drops of ejaculate on the floor. 

"Thank you , sir." she breathed, glassy eyed, unable to control herself. Her 
inner mind rebelled at the thought. 

"You're welcome." he responded. "Consider yourself lucky that I had sex three 
times last night!" he guffawed.  -------- 

Michelle was led back to her room, where she was allowed to bathe and rest. 
That evening, as she was pacing back and forth in her room, she heard a 
knock at her door. Puzzled, she opened it for her visitor. 

It was Lei, the astounding tropical girl she had met on her second night at the 
chateau, the girl who had, in one 24-hour period, supposedly allowed over 600 
men to ejaculate on her face or in her mouth at the nearby Army base. 

"Hello, Michelle. How are you today?" her visitor asked pleasantly. 

"I..I'm ok, I guess. " she replied, hesitating. "Is anything wrong?" 

"Oh, no, nothing at all. I just thought I'd stop by and see how you are doing." 

Michelle bade her sit down on the bed next to her, and leaned forward 
conspiratorially. 

"Why are you here?" she whispered. 

"I told you, I wanted to see-- " 

"No, not here in my room. Here in this horrid, awful place. Why don't you 
leave? How can you stand the things they do to you here? It's terrible!" 

"Oh, it's not so bad. Believe me, I felt the same way you do when I first got 
here. But, I don't know, somehow I've changed. I really like what I do now." the 
younger girl replied. 

"I can't believe that you can sit here and tell me that you actually like it when a 
man jer.. uhm, masturbates in your face! How could you? It's 
so..so..disgusting. It makes me want to throw up every time it happens!" 
Michelle countered. 

"I know how you feel, and it's not uncommon, believe me. I was brought up in 
a very strict family, where sex alone was never even discussed. I didn't know a 
thing about it until I was almost 17 years old.”

“Then, when I was sent to this country to go to school, and met my first 
boyfriend, I was lucky that he taught me what it can mean to be a woman.”

“Since then, I've had dozens of lovers, and with each one I think I've become 
more of a sexual being than ever before.”

“It was my last lover who suggested I come here. The one thing I was never 
able to do was to swallow my lover's penis completely, you know, deep-
throating? But after a few weeks here, I can do it now easily." 

"How long have you been here?" Michelle asked. 

"Next week it'll be just about six months. I'm almost ready to leave, actually. I 
could have left anytime within the last three months. But, I don't know, I kind of 
like it here. I finally realize what kind of a sexual being I am." 

Michelle just looked at her and shook her head slowly. 

"Let me tell you about what I did last night." Lei continued. "One of our 
contacts here knows some of the people associated with some motorcycle 
clubs, you know, the Hells Angels types? Well, there's a big convention or 
meeting of some kind in a town about 40 miles south of here. I went there last 
night. I offered myself as the entertainment for the guys there." 

"How many were there?" asked Michelle, trembling. 

Lei scratched her tummy idly, and twisted her lips. "Oh, about 400 or so. But I 
might be off a bit. Anyway, we got together with the leader of the whole thing 
and I said ....."	  -------- 

"You what?!" growled the scruffy, bearded leader of the convention of 
motorcycle gangs, looking down at her. 

"I said, I'll let you all fuck me and cum in my mouth, if you'd like." the brown-
skinned girl before him repeated, with a twinkle in her eye. 

"What kind of a crazy assed bitch are you anyway? This a joke or somethin'? 
What gives?" 

"Nothing gives. No joke. I said you could all fuck me and cum in my mouth, or 
on my face, or anywhere, for that matter. I like it all. I'll let you do it any way 
you like. How about it?" Lei repeated. 

"Well, shit, we ain't crazy enough to refuse an offer like that, you dumb pussy. 
Get your fuckin' ass over on that table there and take those fuckin' clothes off." 
he grumbled at her, motioning to a large, waist high table that had some 
motorcycle accessories arrayed for sale on it. Meanwhile, he ascended to the 
podium where a microphone amplified his next words throughout the large 
hall. 

"Ok, guys, lissen up. Lock them doors back there, and don't let nobody in who 
ain't wearin' colors, awright? We got us a bitch here who wants to pull the train 
of all trains, right baby?" 
He heard her voice echo in agreement as Lei walked towards the table, slowly 
slipping her long skirt down over her hips. 

"This bitch is gonna fuck and suck ALLLLLLLL of us, and we can jit anywhere 
we want in her fuckin' ass or wherever. But, and this is a big but, she says she 
WANTS US TO CUM IN HER FUCKING MOUTH!!!!" 

He roared the last line out, and the room erupted in cheers and hoots and 
catcalls. "Are we gonna do that? Are we gonna let this babe tell us where to 
shoot our fuckin' jism?" 

"YEAH!!" screamed the crowd, almost in unison. He chuckled at them. "You 
bet we fuckin' are. This bitch gonna drink so much fuckin' sperm she's gonna 
hafta swim the fuck out of here, right?" 

"YEAH!!!!!" came the response once again. By now, Lei had reached the 
table. A hairy arm swept away all the junk on it, and she was lifted up to stand 
on it. Someone put on some sleazy music and she started a slow strip tease, 
lowering her eyes chastely as she unbuttoned the light blouse she was 
wearing. 

The leader of the gangs, a huge man named Jerry, watched in awe. As she 
undid the last button, Lei pulled the sides of the blouse away, allowing her full 
round breasts to come into the view of all the men gathered before her. 

They cheered and whistled and stomped in appreciation, her cheeks reddened 
in mock shame. Lei tossed the blouse into the crown and saw it ripped and 
torn into shreds as the men fought over it like dogs over a bone. She wiggled 
the skirt down over her hips slowly. The black lace garter belt she had on 
came into view, then as the waistband of the skirt slid lower and lower across 
her hips, the fact that she wore no panties became evident. 

Down and down the skirt went, exposing the straps of the garter belt against 
her lush tanned skin, then the tops of her stockings showed. Finally she let the 
skirt drop to her feet and kicked it into the crowd as well. 

Lei bent over at the waist and grabbed her ankles, turning slowly to let the men 
stare and whistle at the globes of her perfectly formed ass, and her long slim 
legs. Wisps of pussy hair peeked out from between her upper thighs as she 
straightend up and stretched her arms above her head. 

Finally, she called out "Hey, how about a blanket or two up here, this table's 
cold!" The men around her laughed, but produced several thick robes and 
rugs which quickly covered the table. 

Lei laid down on the table and spread her knees wide, prying the lips of her 
labia apart. One man jumped on the table and went to drop his pants, but the 
voice of their leader boomed out across the hall, stopping him in his tracks. 

"Hey, fuckhead. Wait your fuckin' turn. Club presidents first, then officers, then 
you regular scumbags. And I'M FIRST!" he bellowed, jumping down from the 
podium and striding across the floor, shedding his denim vest and shirt while 
he walked. 

When he reached the table, he dropped his greasy Levis and shook them from 
his feet, then jumped on the table, which swayed dangerously from his weight. 
He fisted his cock, which was already rock- hard, and fell to his knees. 

Fitting his dickhead to the exposed sexual organs of the girl before him, Jerry 
grunted and slid all eight inches of his cock straight into her pussy. He was 
amazed at the wetness. "Goddam girl, you're slicker than goose shit in there, 
you really must be hot!" 

"FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, you bastard!" Lei responded 
enthusiastically, grabbing his ass and pulling him into her. She wrapped her 
legs around him and bucked back, meeting his every thrust. 

Jerry supported his body over hers on his arms, plowing his hips forward, 
fucking her savagely, bottoming his slick wet cock in her cunt every time. 
Again and again he pounded into her. Lei grunted with the exertion. 

For three or four minutes, their grunts and moans could be heard even above 
the noise of the gathering and watching crowd. Lei rotated her hips around, 
squeezing his cock and milking it with her trained vaginal muscles. 

Finally, Jerry grunted and gasped. "I'm gonna cum now, bitch, hold onto your 
fuckin' hat!"

And with that, he pulled his soaked and shiny prick from the woman's vagina 
and crawled up to straddle her chest. He pointed his cock at the girl's face and 
let go. 

A river of white semen flew from the end of his jerking cock and splattered 
forcefully into Lei's forehead. Small streamers of sperm spread in all 
directions, draping white lines in her hair, down over one eye, and across the 
broad shiny skin of her forehead. The crowd oooohed and ahhhhed in 
response. 

A second jet escaped, propelled by Jerry's strong groin muscles. This missle 
flew with unerring accuracy to land with a splash right across Lei's upper lip, 
draping down in streamers into her now open mouth. 

A third spasm brought forth the largest cum bomb yet, a huge white gout that 
split into three pieces like a MIRV and cratered the features of the lovely young 
girl at Jerry's crotch. 

One semen warhead impacted on the north slope of her right cheek, leaving a 
white splotch fully an inch square. 

Another scuz missile flew slightly off course, stinging wetly into Lei's wide open 
left eye, leaving her cringing at the wet saltiness. 

The third bomblet dropped to shatter explosively at the junction of her tongue 
and lower lip, spreading even more sperm-flavored wetness into her mouth. 

Jerry grunted again, and his penis pulsed, muscles moving yet more liquid 
through the urethra from his testicles, and out the glans penis. 

The air around his penis was split by another white stripe which landed across 
Lei's face like a chalk mark, running in a thin line from the lower corner of her 
right jaw, over the edge of her mouth, across her nose, across the top of her 
left cheekbone and into her left eye, adding to the stinging mess already there. 

But Jerry appeared to be rapidly running out of ammunition. His penis 
explosions had lessened to small drops and drips, rather than semen-string. 
He let each one drop to the upturned face of the lovely island girl below him. 
When he finished, he looked down at her. 

"Damn! Cum all OVER your fuckin' face!" 

"Yes, yes, yes, cum on me, cum on my face, cum in my mouth, please, cum 
for me...." mumbled the girl, roughly swallowing the sperm that was in her 
mouth. 
"Hey, you,take a picture of this fuckin' shit." Jerry motioned to a man standing 
over to one side. The guy picked up a camera and moving in close to the 
semen-festooned face of Lei, snapped several close up pictures. 

Lei grinned into the camera. 

"Hey, take a shot after each guy comes in her face, that'll be fuckin' great!" 
someone suggested, and they all yelled in agreement. 

"You're gonna need more film..." Lei casually responded.  -------- 

An hour later, over 40 men had released their sexual tensions by ejaculating 
onto the face of, into the mouth of, and around the upper body, of Lei. 

Every ten or fiteen minutes, Lei would scoop the accumulated sperm from 
around her face, neck and breasts and lick it from her fingers like the poi she 
had grown up eating. Her face shone with sweaty wetness. 

At one point, three penises at once had erupted towards her awaiting open 
mouth, burying her face and lips with streams of cum. Huge gobs of it flew into 
her mouth, sliding across her tongue and streaming to the back of her throat. 

She swallowed huskily, feeling the slimy, sticky, salty taste of the men flow 
down into her warming belly. Still they continued to fuck her. Her vagina was 
invaded and stretched by cocks of all sizes, shapes and colors. 

The area below her crotch was wet with the secretions of her own and the 
other's genitals. Her body from crotch to forehead was streaked with cum. 

Lei was in ecstasy. Orgasms coursed through her body at a regular interval. 
Barely would she stop shuddering through one marvelous wave when another 
would crest over her. Pleasure swam through her veins. A close-up look at her 
face would reveal why. 

Her light brown, flawless skin from neck to forehead was almost entirely 
covered with sheets of sperm. Huge drops of semen clung in ropy masses to 
her cheeks. Bubbles of it blew through her nose everytime she exhaled. 

Pools of wet whiteness gathered in the sockets of her eyes, which she blinked 
though somehow. Lines of recently ejaculated liquid formed across her lips 
and chin. Her lips, indeed, were glossed over almost completely white. 
Everytime she swallowed, she swallowed the tastes and liquids of another 
three or four men. 

Still the onslaught continued. 

It seemed that barely had one man moved up across her slim waist and jerked 
his cock into exploding onto her face than another man was falling to his 
knees between her thighs. 

Her vagina was thoroughly soaked by now, and was becoming almost too 
loose for some men to attain the friction necesary for ejaculation. 

When that proved the case, they simply removed their members from her 
vaginal opening and pulled her hips up, exposing the crinkled brown rosette of 
her anus. Into this nether region slid many erect cocks, plunging their 
hardness into her rectum over and over. 

On occasion, a man would lose control and ejaculate into her rectum or 
vagina, but the vast majority timed their withdrawal and excitement to deposit 
their fluids where Lei seemed to want it the most - fully in her mouth and face. 
She swallowed gulp after gulp of the motorcyclist's semen. 

Hours passed. Men came in her mouth and rested a few minutes, then 
mounted her and ejaculated again. The slick grossness of her face seemed to 
turn them on more and more. Her shiny brown hair was streaked with lines of 
cum. It pooled and dripped from her heaving breasts. 

Over and over the lovely island girl swallowed cum. Her tongue turned white 
from it. A typical scene might have found one man rutting his tumescent 
member into her vagina, another man sitting astride her chest, jerking his 
orgasming penis into her face or mouth, and Lei reaching up with both hands 
to masturbate two penises at her side. 

Men moved from position to position around her. The air above her body was 
wet with the white rain of cum. Lei would often stop to lick the slimy skin of her 
arms and wrists, festooned as it was with sperm. She could also bend her 
head down and lick the creamy mounds of her breasts dry.  

Lei was their total cum-slut,.a lovely, brown-skinned girl, naked and sweating, 
pushing one large breast upwards to meet her mouth, pink tongue coming out 
to swipe up the deposits of sperm caked on the nipple. 
As she did once, a large black man held the tip of his cock right at the nipple of 
her breast and shot a rope of sperm out that ricocheted of the nub and 
splattered up into her mouth. Another jet bounced across the bridge of her 
nose. A third flew up and over her right eye and into her forehead. 

Still the onslaught continued.

Finally, after over 10 hours of this sexual frenzy, the last men had unloaded 
their testicles completely. Lei groaned in relief. She looked down at herself and 
shivered. 

Her entire body seemed covered in sticky, dried cum. Flakes of earlier 
deposits chipped off and sparkled in the light. The cum was several layers 
thick on her hairless pussy. 

It lay in small pools in the crevices and valleys of her chest. It covered both 
breasts like a white sheet. It ran in rivers down her slim legs. 

Even her feet were covered in it, her toes squishing in it. 

From her neck up, her face looked as though someone had dipped it in hot 
wax. The cum pooled at the base of her neck. Streams and lines of it covered 
her face. Her eyes were blinking through the drops. It drooled and dribbled into 
her ears. 

Cum matted her hair, slick and white. Her lips, swollen and red, shone through 
the white coating. 

Lei swallowed once or twice to wash the last of the semen down into her 
stomach, and slowly sat up, feeling the wet coating of her body slide down. 

"God, I'm hungry. Anybody got anything solid to eat? I'm starved!" she 
laughed, rolling off the table and reaching for the towel somebody held out to 
her. 



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