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Archive name: messy.txt (M+/F, intr, v, rp)
Authors name: MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)
Story title : A Messy Tale

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A Messy Tale (M+/F, intr, v, rp)
By MercySlayer (mercyslayer@yahoo.com)

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Leah struggled to find a way to escape the men that were 
searching for her. She was terrified as she slid on the 
floor of the garage pushing herself underneath the car 
partially raised on the rack. Her breasts rose and fell 
with her rapid breathing as Leah tried to be quiet and 
remain still watching the pairs of booted feet searching 
for her. 

The day started good enough. Leah planned to visit her 
friends in the next town. It was only an hour away and 
they were all going out dancing. Leah was excited at the 
prospect and had dressed in a short, white halter dress. 
It was summer, and she wanted to be cool. When she first 
examined herself in the mirror, she was pleased to see 
that her large, 36D breasts were clearly outlined in the 
top of the dress, but Leah did not like the panty lines 
that showed. Because of that, she removed the bikini-
laced panties and replaced them with a G-string, white 
thong. 

Leah pulled her long, dark hair into a tight bun on top 
of her head. She completed her outfit with white 3-inch 
heeled sandals that secured with a thin ankle strap. 
Leah applied her makeup a little heavy. After all, she 
wanted to attract men at the dance so she spent little 
time sitting and more time dancing. As Leah gazed into 
the mirror, she could see she looked a little like a 
whore, but at least an expensive whore. That was the 
look Leah wanted and she grabbed her small purse and 
left the house in her small sports car.

Leah was about forty miles out of town when her sports 
car began to jerk and sputter finally rolling to a stop 
on the side of the road. She used her cell phone to call 
Triple A who informed her tow truck would be dispatched. 
Leah waited about thirty minutes and finally saw the red 
tow truck top the hill in front of her. Two men got out 
of the truck just as Leah exited her sports car, one 
black, and one white. Leah was a bit uncomfortable at 
the way the men looked at her and tried to make sure her 
dress was not revealing her too much. 

One of the men whistled and commented on what nice piece 
of equipment, pointing at the car, but clearly staring 
at Leah's breasts. The men hooked Leah's car up and one 
of them opened the door of the tow truck for Leah. 

Leah looked in disgust and the oily seats and mud-stain 
floor as she carefully slid into the front seat in her 
white dress. She was forced into the middle as the two 
men got in on each side. As they headed down the road, 
Leah's discomfort increased as the man in the passenger 
seat who the driver called Stan made no efforts to hide 
his ogling of her breasts.

The driver, who was a black man was and called Walter. 
He laughed an apology as his elbow mashed into Leah's 
right breast while he changed gears. Leah knew his 
actions were no accident and hoped she could get to the 
garage, have her car fixed, then leave as quickly as 
possible.

The ride took about an hour and Walter turned down 
several side roads. Leah grew fearful and asked how long 
it would be and Walter just pointed up ahead. Leah could 
see a large building with six stalls and various cars, 
new and old sitting around the building.

As they came closer, Leah could see several men a 
mixture of black and white hanging around the outside of 
the garage and more inside. Walter pulled Leah's car 
into the parking lot, and he and Stan exited with Stan 
holding the door open for Leah. As Leah slid from the 
car, Stan grabbed her by the arm and escorted her into 
the garage.

Leah tried to pull away, but Stan held her tight and 
watched as Walter talked with the other men. Leah's 
anxiety increased as the other men, at least six, 
turned, and with evil grins and lusts in their eyes 
approached her. Leah jerked away from Stan and tried to 
run from the men. Stan tried to grab her and Leah 
slipped on the garage floor and fell. That is when she 
slid under the car and tried to hide.

Leah continued to watch as the booted feet appeared to 
head to the other side of the garage. Leah held her 
breath and waited, hoping this would be her opportunity 
to escape. She began to cry as she saw the each of the 
large garage doors closed in order effectively trapping 
her inside. As the last door closed, Leah felt hands on 
her ankles and screamed as Stan pulled her from under 
the car. Leah kicked and twisted freeing herself. She 
quickly got to her feet and ran toward a garage door 
only to trip over a can and falling. Leah tried to catch 
herself as she tumbled into a large, tub of black oil.

She fell onto the floor turning the tub over on top of 
her and covering her in the slippery liquid. Leah was a 
mess and the men descended upon her trying to grab her. 
Being covered in oil, Leah's skin was slippery making it 
difficult for the men to grab her. Leah backed away on 
her ass sliding across the floor until she was cornered 
against the garage door.

Stan reached down and grabbed the bun on top of Leah's 
head and pulled her to a standing position. He slapped 
her hard across the face knocking her to the floor. 
Leah's hair fell down to her shoulders and Stan just 
grabbed another handful and pulled her up again slapping 
the other side of her face and knocking Leah to the 
floor again. Leah was sobbing and begging the man not to 
hurt her again as she was pulled to her feet a third 
time.

Tears streaked Leah's oil-stained face as Stan stood in 
front of her with the other men in a semi-circle behind 
her. Leah could see Walter among the men, but clearly 
Stan was in charge. 

"Strip you bitch," Stan ordered. Shocked and not wanting 
to be hit again, Leah reached behind her and undid her 
halter dress. The white dress was like Leah, covered in 
oil. As the dress fell to the floor, Stan let out a 
whistle as Leah's white tits came into view. The 
contrast was so erotic. Leah stood with her face, arms, 
and legs covered in the black oil and her white tits and 
the white G-string thong standing out in sharp contrast. 
Leah put her hands to her breasts to cover them and Stan 
slapped them away laughing at the oily handprints Leah 
had left on her tits.

"Please don't hurt me," Leah pleaded as Stan grabbed her 
hair again and pulled her toward an empty car lift. One 
of the men raised the lift just above Leah's head. 
Walter tied Leah's hands together and hooked them over 
the edge of the lift and nodded to the man operating the 
Leah. Leah groaned as her arms were pulled upward and 
her body left the floor of the garage. The man lifted 
Leah until her toes were just scraping the floor. Leah 
tried to turn and see her attackers when she felt a hand 
on her bare ass. It was Stan and her grabbed the 
waistband of the thin G-string and ripped it from Leah's 
body. Now Leah was completely naked except for her 
sandals. 

Leah was left alone for a few minutes while the men 
huddled to plan. Her arms ached as she looked down at 
her body, now just about completely covered in oil with 
the exception of her pelvic region. Leah shivered at the 
thought of the fate that awaited her and tried to think 
of a way out of this mess.

Leah was brought out of her thoughts quickly by hands 
grabbing her ankles and removing her shoes. "Please," 
Leah begged as her legs were stretched out and ropes 
wrapped around each ankle and secured. Leah hung from 
the end of the car lift stretched out like an upside 
down "Y". Leah's fear increased as Stan stood in front 
of her with an evil grin and two clamps in his hand.

"No, please don't, not that," Leah pleaded as Stan 
attached the clamps to each of her nipples. She wailed 
as the pain shot through her breast. She could see that 
the end of the clamps contained teeth that dug into the 
tender flesh of her nipples and shut her eyes tightly 
against the piercing pain.

When Leah opened her eyes again she could see that the 
clamps were smaller versions of jumper cables used to 
jump start cars. She watched as Stan walked toward two 
batteries with the other ends of the clamps. Before Leah 
could speak she saw Stan just touch the other end of the 
clamps to the batteries and the jolt of electrical shock 
course through her breast causing them to swell.

Leah's screams filled the garage as the men all laughed. 
Just as quickly as the pain started, it stopped leaving 
Leah sobbing and terrified. Stan laughed and touched the 
batteries again. Leah jerked and twisted against her 
bounds as the pain shot through her again. Finally the 
jolts of electricity stopped and Leah just hung, 
lifeless against her bonds, sobbing, and mumbling "no 
more."

"Now that I got your attention," Stan started, "let's 
understand what we are doing. We're going to let you 
down messy girl, but only if you behave and doing 
exactly what we want. If not, you will be hung back up 
and the clamps attached to your cunt lips. Do you 
understand?"

Stan pulled Leah's head up by the hair and spat the 
question at her. Leah just nodded and grimaced as the 
blood returned to her nipples when Stan removed the 
clamps. The lift was lower and Leah almost collapsed as 
she felt her bare feet on the cold garage floor. Stan 
pushed Leah down to the floor onto her knees and Leah 
heard the zipper go down. Opening her eyes, Leah's was 
at eye level with Stan's hard cock. Stan pointed it at 
Leah's lips and ordered, "You know what to do, messy 
girl" and Leah opened her mouth and took Stan's cock 
inside.

Stan reached down and started to smear the oil around 
Leah's tits as he roughly massaged the firm mounds while 
he hammered his dick in and out of Leah's throat. Leah 
tried to swirl her tongue around the cock in her mouth 
as it with in and out hoping to make her abuser cum 
quickly and have this ordeal over. Stan was hurting her 
tits and she could feel the slickness of her breasts as 
he squeezed and groped her. Stan pulled Leah's head hard 
into his pubic hair and his cock slid down her throat 
making it hard for Leah to breath. Leah struggled and 
panic as she could not draw air, then felt Stan's dick 
spasm and the hot liquid run down her throat. Leah 
fought to swallow knowing that if she did not she would 
choke to death. 

As the last drop of seed left his cock, Stan jerked it 
out and pushed Leah aside yelling "Next" to the men 
behind her. Leah was forced to suck seven cocks counting 
Stan's. The last man was Walter who wanted Leah's hands 
untied. Leah was becoming sick at her stomach due to the 
voluminous amounts of cum she was forced to swallow. Her 
face was a sticky, slick mess of cum and oil as most of 
the men wipe their dicks on her face when finished. 

Now Walter stood in front of her waiting her turn. He 
ordered Leah to grab his dick with her now free hands 
and put it in her mouth. Leah had been in a daze until 
she wrapped her hand around Walter's massive organ. She 
could barely get her small hand around the thick tool. 
Leah looked at Walter's tool and saw that it must be at 
least four inches thick and thirteen inches long. Leah 
struggled to fit Walter's enormous cock into her mouth. 

Leah's mouth was stretched so wide that the corners felt 
as if they were tearing. The men gathered around to 
watch Walter work his tool into Leah's mouth and down 
her throat. Leah gagged and tried to escape but Walter 
held her firmly with his hands entwined in her hair. 
Leah panicked when she could not breath at all and began 
to strike Walter on the legs and buttocks with her 
hands.

The big man just laughed at Leah's feeble attempts to 
escape and pushed his enormous cock further down her 
throat. Leah's face was turning deep red and her 
struggling was almost a token as the last inch of 
Walter's cock disappeared into her mouth. Leah's eyes 
were bulging out of her head and she thoughts she was 
going to lose consciousness just as the big man pulled 
his tool out enough for her to catch a breath the 
slammed in back down her throat.

The men gather around could see Walter's dick cause the 
abused woman's neck to enlarge with each stroke. They 
admired Walter's ability to let the bitch have a breath 
just before passing out then shoving his dick back down 
her throat. It was obvious Walter knew how to force a 
woman to give him a blowjob, even with a 13-inch long, 
four-inch thick cock.

After a few minutes Leah grew accustomed to the size of 
this man's dick and could take small, short breaths. She 
felt him tense and then fought again as gobs of cum 
poured down her throat. Leah must have swallowed a dozen 
times and still some escaped the corners of her mouth 
and dripped out. Walter pumped a couple of more times 
for good measure then pulled his cock from Leah's mouth 
and released her hair. Leah fell onto the floor on her 
stomach retching and coughing trying to get her breath 
and clear her head from the lack of oxygen.

"Okay, now let's fuck her," Stan announced.

"Noooooo," Leah screamed as she was rolled over onto her 
back and her legs pulled into the air. The men quickly 
tied her hands to Leah's calf effectively pulling her 
legs toward her chest and raising her ass and cunt into 
the air. They didn't stop there as they dragged a long 
chain with a hook, tied a length of rope between her 
ankles and attached the hook to the rope. Walter cranked 
a lever that pulled Leah's legs upward causing her to 
almost be upside down. Only her upper back, shoulders, 
and head now touched the ground as the men began 
stripping off their pants.

Leah saw in horror is Stan approached her with the 
clamps again. "What are you going to do," she yelled at 
him. Stan gave an evil laugh and opened the clamps and 
closed them on each of Leah's cunt lips. 

"God, they hurt, please take them off, your hurting me," 
Leah screamed.

"Bitch, you need to beg us to fuck you," Stan replied 
and as he finished the statement he touched the other 
end of the clamps to the battery. Leah felt the jolt of 
electricity travel through her cunt and up into her 
stomach. She screamed and shook her head violently. Stan 
stopped and asked Leah what she wanted. She shook her 
head no and looked intently as Stan touch the clamps to 
the battery again. Leah bucked up and down against the 
ropes holding her and beads of sweat started to form on 
her forehead. Leah felt immediate relief when Stan took 
the clamps away from the battery and her body just 
slumped.

"I want to hear you beg," Stan ordered. Leah knew she 
had no choice. She could not endure another shock so she 
gave in.

"Please fuck me," Leah mumbled. 

"Louder and better than that," Stan demanded and started 
to touch the battery again.

"No, not again, I'll do it, I'll do it good," Leah 
begged, "please, all of you, stick your hard dicks in my 
pussy, fuck me like the whore I am, make my pussy sore, 
please, please fuck me down." Leah rambled on begging to 
be fucked and used in the vilest language she could 
imagine. She would do anything to avoid the shocks.

"Okay, since you begged us," Stan laughed and removed 
the clamps as the first man worked his cock into Leah's 
dry hole. Leah grunted as he bent over and pulled on her 
tits for leverage as if they were reins of a horse. 

"This bitch's pussy is so dry she is rubbing me raw," 
her attacker complained. He finally worked his dick all 
the way in and holding onto Leah's tits he rocked in and 
out of her cunt, fucking her furiously. In only a few 
minutes Leah could feel his tempo increase.

"Please don't cum inside me, I have no protection," Leah 
pleaded.

"I could give a fuck," the man replied as he slammed 
deep into Leah's cunt and deposited his seed in several 
short, quick, strokes. He quickly pulled his dick from 
Leah's cunt and it was replaced with another. Everyone 
except Stan and Walter fucked Leah. Leah dreaded Walter 
worse of all remembering the size of his tool. She faded 
in and out of consciousness as she was fucked unmerciful 
by each of the men. Leah's cunt was stretched wide and 
gaped open leaking cum down into the crack of her ass 
and dripping onto the floor. Leah suddenly jerked awake 
with cold water splashed in her face by Stan.

"I want you awake when I fuck you," Stan told her and 
slid his rod into her well-used cunt. "I can't feel a 
thing," he complained, "this bitch's pussy has been 
stretched to wide."

"I can fix that," Walter commented. Leah was concerned 
about how she would be "fixed" as Walter lower the chain 
and untied her hands from her legs. Leah opened and 
closed her hands trying to get some feeling back into 
them when Walter told Stan to lie on the floor. Stan's 
hard tool stood straight up and Leah carried over to him 
and lowered down on his rod. 

"This isn't any better," Stan complained. 

"Hold the bitch against your chest," Walter directed. 
Stan pulled Leah down against him smashing her breasts 
against his chest and wrapping his arms tightly around 
her back. Leah could hear Walter giving directions but 
was unsure what was being planned. She could not feel 
Stan's dick in her cunt, but tried to clinch her vagina 
together to give him some feeling. Leah felt hands on 
her asscheeks and her ass was pulled apart revealing her 
puckered asshole. Leah jumped when she felt the cold, 
metal tip pushed into her ass.

"I'll have to lube her up a bit first," Walter said and 
proceeded to pump to shots of axle grease with the 
grease gun up Leah's ass. Leah suddenly realized what 
Walter intended to do and struggled weakly against 
Stan's arms. 

"That brought her to life," Stan commented. Leah was too 
weak to escape as she felt Walter's enormous tool at the 
entrance to her ass. Leah panicked again fought to free 
herself with all her strength. The fighting just 
encouraged Walter and Leah froze as she felt the 
enormous pressure at her anal ring. Walter pushed hard, 
but Leah's ass was too tight. Walter increased the 
pressure and Leah wailed as her anal ring slowly parted 
and stretched to accommodate his four-inch rod. 

"God, noooooooo, your killing me," Leah pleaded and 
begged but Walter continued to apply pressure sinking 
about half of his cock into Leah's ass. "Stop, please 
stop, stop, stop," Leah screamed as Stan laughed and 
Walter continued to apply more pressure.

"This bitch's ass is so tight she's cutting off the 
blood flow to my dick," Walter chuckled and the others 
laughed. "Hold her tight," he told Stan and shoved hard 
forcing all fourteen inches into Leah's ass. Leah passed 
out as she felt his balls against her cunt lips. Walter 
grabbed Leah by the hair and pulled her head up and one 
of the men threw water in her face to revive her. Leah's 
screams were loudest they had been as Walter began to 
slowly withdraw his dick only a couple of inches and 
slam it back in.

"Someone shut this bitch up," Walter demanded and Leah 
was silenced with another hard cock shoved into her 
mouth and partially down her throat. Leah remained very 
still with all three holes filled she was afraid to 
move. The man with his dick in her mouth grabbed her 
hair and began fucking her. "Is she tighter," Walter 
asked Stan. Stan was busy pumping his cock in and out of 
Leah's cunt, "It feels great with you tool in her ass 
she's just as tight as virgin pussy." Everyone laughed 
and Walter continued to fuck Leah's ass. 

Leah resisted passing out again, afraid of what would 
happen. The pain in her ass was subsiding as she 
adjusted to Walter's ass-fucking. Leah tried to 
concentrate on the cock in her mouth and began sucking 
it hard to get him to cum so she could breath freely 
again. Leah could now feel Stan's dick in her cunt and 
she could feel something else also. In this position and 
filled so full, Stan's cock was rubbing Leah's clit with 
each stroke.

Leah could not believe that she was becoming aroused and 
worked even more feverishly at the cock in her mouth. 
Just as the man in his mouth shot his load, Leah 
experienced her first orgasm and screamed and moaned in 
pleasure as she swallowed every drop of his cum. The man 
pulled his dick from Leah's mouth and Leah reached 
backed to grab Walter's ass and push him deeper inside 
her. Stan was fucking her cunt and giving her clit a 
work out and Leah felt another orgasm building.

"The bitch is getting into this," Walter laughed and 
started fucking Leah's ass harder.

"Fuck me harder you bastards," Leah screamed, "make me 
cum again, ahhhhhhh!" 

Leah jerked around and bounced frantically up and down 
on Stan's cunt while Walter continued to slam into her 
ass. As Leah felt Stan shooting his seed in her and 
Walter's cock growing, she had her third orgasm. Stan 
was spent and Walter filled Leah's ass full of his cum 
while Leah experienced her fourth and most intense 
orgasm, screaming "fuck me harder," over and over at the 
two men. Finally Walter collapsed on top of Leah and 
sandwiched her between him and Stan. Leah had passed out 
for good.

Leah awoke in her sports car on a deserted road. She was 
dressed in nothing both a pair of grease-stained 
coveralls. As she shifted her weight, Leah felt the pain 
in her ass and cunt. She unzipped the front of the 
coveralls and saw the dried cum and oil mixed together 
sticking to her body. Leah's once white dressed was 
wadded up and lying in the passenger seat with a note.

Leah wept as she read the note: "We took a video of you. 
What a whore, you fucked and sucked us all night until 
no one had anything left. Come back anytime, but clean 
up first." At the bottom of the note was a map leading 
Leah back to the main road. Leah tried the ignition and 
her sport car started immediately. "They must have fixed 
my car," she thought and shifted in her seat again to 
relieve the pain in her swollen cunt lips. Leah realized 
she was a mess, but a smile ran across her lips as she 
remembered the night and the incredible orgasms she 
experienced. "Maybe it wasn't a bad deal, to have my car 
fixed," Leah decided as she sped out onto the main road 
and headed for home.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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anyway shape or form. 

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