Celeste's Pacific Downfall

           Celeste's Pacific Downfall - Chapter 16

       Never one to miss an opportunity to increase the money coming into his part of the organization, Xavier decided to make one last score using his recalcitrant employee. He passed the word that the gorgeous, dark-skinned, foul-mouthed resident of his establishment was about to move on to a more significant role in the organization. To express his appreciation for her hard work and efforts on his behalf, he was offering a special rate as a sort of a going-away present to those clients who had used her in the past. To make it even more enticing she would be silenced by means of very painful injections that would numb her vocal cords, tongue and the ability to use her jaw muscles. However she would be otherwise conscious and able to perform any of her normal services such as blowjobs and the like. As he expected, the demand for this special rate was quite impressive, probably because of her forced silence.

       Fourteen clients turned out to say farewell to the black bitch, as she was known. Xavier had set up quite a production featuring her in more than one role. Naturally she would be the star attraction in a no-holds barred gangbang that would last until every client had his fill of her pussy, asshole and nasty mouth that had infuriated each and every one of them. To make this portion of the entertainment easier on the clients, two fluffers would be in attendance and the star would be properly restrained thanks to a pair of handcuffs that kept her hands behind her back during the entire gangbang. Two guards would also be in attendance to assure that the "property" would not be damaged to the point that she would be unable to "perform" on the flight to the island.

       The second portion was the big surprise, a pleasant one for the clients, but most unwelcome for the star attraction. She would be taking on a pack of junkyard dogs,  some quite literally. There were pit bulls, rottweilers, an akita, a malamute, a Russian wolfhound and a mastiff, not to mention the half breeds, none weighing less than fifty pounds, and all with dispositions that made her look like a singer in a church choir. This would not be the first time this group of animals had performed here in the dog run that had been constructed specifically for them. There were many tales told about victims that failed to survive the canine gangbangs that had occurred here previously.  Xavier was a bit apprehensive about this part of the event, but was determined to go ahead with it and devil takes the hindmost. If the dogs hadn't torn her up too much, the clients would then get another chance to degrade her in a farewell gangbang that offered them the option of fisting and using dildos to warp her insides one last time before her departure for bigger and better things. Naturally those now recharged sufficiently to do the black bitch again were welcome to take a run at her once more, or as many times as they could get it up for her.

       To add another twist to the farewell "party" for the black woman he decided to use Celeste as one of the fluffers for both gangbangs. Like her companion, she was still under the impression that it was business as usual, if anything in his house of horrors could be judged by that word. More than one of the guests couldn't help but comment about the tattoo now covering a good portion of her upper body, but she remained mute concerning the origin. One man in particular made an issue about her reluctance to say anything about it, and began to threaten her. For his troubles he got a dose of the cattle prod carried by one of the guards, and a warning that he would be asked to leave if he continued to harass Celeste. He grumbled, but got in line to have the other fluffer get him hard for the star attraction.

       All hell broke loose upon the arrival of the black bitch, her hands cuffed behind her back, head encased in a leather hood. Despite her battered condition, Celeste was most impressed by the body that this black woman was displaying. She was stark naked so her firm tits could be seen hardly moving when she walked or stumbled from one group of men to another. Her pubic mound had been shaved smooth, calling attention to the fat cunt lips that guarded the entrance to her cunt. Despite the guards, the gang of men attacked their helpless victim, tearing, scratching and pinching any portion of her bare body that they could reach. One of them kneed her in the belly, doubling her over so that others could rain blows down on her neck and shoulders as she tried to keep her feet.

       The moment she collapsed to the floor they were on her like a pack of starving wolves, kicking, screaming and cursing as they stomped her tits and cunt, forcing her to roll over and reveal fresh flesh for them to assault. The guards chose this moment to enter the fray and restore order. It took a few minutes and a number of electric shocks to cow the pack of infuriated males. The black bitch had not sustained anything severe from the mindless attack she had endured. Satisfied that she was well enough to face her assailants, one of the guards unzipped the hood and took it with him as he walked to the side of the room and let the mob start the gangbang.

       There were numerous struggles to get at their guest of honor, who looked bored by the entire experience. A few of the smarter ones retreated to the pile of clothing they had deposited in one corner of the room and retrieved their belts. The guards grinned at each other and watched the fun and games begin seriously. Three of them cornered the black woman and began using their belts on her. They beat her to the floor and one of them got his belt looped around her neck. He started choking her while the other two punched her tits and belly. It didn't take long for her to realize the smartest thing to do was spread her legs and hope for the best. Soon one was in her cunt and another was forcing his dick down her throat. The rest of the gang took a page from their book and soon almost everyone had a belt in his hand.

       Celeste was too busy sucking cock to see what was happening to her fellow sufferer. All she heard was the sounds of belts, some studded, striking bare flesh plus muttering and cursing from the men raping their victim. It was sight from hell. The black woman was lying on one of the men who had his cock buried in her cunt and his belt wrapped around her neck. She was gasping for air while at the same time two others were using their belts on her big bouncy tits. The others waiting their turn were urging the one fucking her to get done so they could have a chance at her as well. His answer was to increase the speed of his thrusts and at the same time put even more stress on her throat with his strap. It was eerie the way she tried to scream, and yet no sound came forth. As soon as the rapist was finished pumping his seed deep inside her cunt, he was replaced by a pair who repositioned her on her knees so they could double penetrate her. She was kept balanced by a third member of the gang who sat before her, his hands grabbing her hair and guiding her open mouth onto his hard length of thick cock. Her throat made strange, squeaking noises as it was ravaged by the thick club of flesh burrowing deeper and deeper with every thrust.

       After a while the mob of rapists began to display some order. There were those only interested in skewering her holes, no matter which was available. There was another element that cared more about dealing her as much pain as she could tolerate and the guards would allow them to get away with. Then there was a trio dedicated to ruining whatever beauty she still possessed. The guards recognized them quickly; they all used the buckle end of their belts to wreck havoc with her appearance. They managed to take a few chunks out of her rump and nearly rip one of her nipples from its mooring. The trio's leader was caught in mid-stroke as he prepared to tear her pussy mouth to shreds with his doubled up strap with its filed belt buckle that he had ground down before arriving at the meeting place. Both guards used their prods on him at the same time and nearly did him in. His body stiffened and then flopped like a fish that had been pulled from the water. His reactions were so extreme that even those raping the black woman took pause to witness his odd behavior. Not satisfied they gave him a second dose to the testicles which created such a reaction that even the poor thing being gangbanged stared in awe at how his body convulsed.

       Unfortunately she was also absorbing a variety of sneak punches to her genitals and tits while the guards were being occupied by the trio of sadists. One man could not resist and he flattened her left ear with a vicious blow that nearly broke her neck. Her inability to make much noise allowed him to get away with this cheap shot until those operating the monitor sent the message down to the guards to get rid of him with extreme prejudice. Like the trio before him he took enough electricity to light up a small city before they dragged his comatose form out of the room. By the time the group moved to the dog run, the four outcasts were in their cars and many miles away from the innocuous structure located well outside the city. Prior to leaving they had been warned not to show their faces for one month or suffer the consequences. None dared ask what that meant; they had heard too much already about Xavier and his associates to dare breath a word of this place to anyone.

       The black bitch took a terrific pounding from the remaining members of the gangbang. They finally got into some kind of rhythm ad began to wear her down. It helped to have one cock always stationed to plug her throat thus cutting off her air. This process weakened her substantially and the look on her face as they stretched her asshole to its limit brought knowing grins to the faces of those battering away at that tender tunnel. Celeste herself began to imagine it was she buried in cocks that slowly but surely turned her insides to jelly and then set the viscous material aflame, adding to the agony she created in her own mind. The black woman was brutalized every chance they were given. The guards would position themselves such that they deliberately missed the little jabs to her ribcage that threatened to suffocate her with every painful gasp she took. They ignored the furious slapping and twisting those superb mounds were taking. They even chastised rather than punished the more aggressive ones that bit her tits to the point that they drew flecks of blood. Little did the mob know that everything had been discussed and decided at a meeting prior to the scene that was unfolding.  Xavier talked and the guards listened carefully to every word they heard, repeating something if they had any misgivings about what they thought they heard.

       At long last the mob had taken its revenge on her. The dark-skinned babe with the great figure had been reduced to a mound of quivering flesh and a blank stare from her wide-open, but unseeing eyes. It was time to end this phase of the entertainment and escort the "cold meat" to the next portion that awaited her. The guards could barely contain their glee at how she would react when confronted with the dog run and the pack of vicious, slavering animals that strained to get at her once she had been suitably mounted and seasoned for their pleasure and her degradation. She could barely stand, let alone walk, and so they half dragged, half carried her into the arena where the remaining group of perverts sat, staring and talking among themselves as they figured out what was about to occur in this small area. The arrival of Xavier in the company of a man dressed in leathers silenced everyone. He smiled and nodded to the guards, then spoke to the group for a few brief moments to welcome them to the next phase of the entertainment he had planned for this day. The mob leaned forward in anticipation and waited for the action to unfold.

       The victim put up a struggle, but most of the fight had already been taken from her previously. Under the direction of the dog handler they wrestled the black woman into the wooden fixture that held her body in a position that enabled the dogs to attack from both front and back. Her head poked through a hole in the vertical frame, while her hindquarters were displayed and held in place by stocks that captured her ankles and forced her into a kneeling position. The handcuffs assured that she would not be able to fend off the animals as they attacked her fore and aft. Just before the first pair of dogs were released from the holding areas on both sides of the run, he placed a thick woolen blanket over her back to allow the dogs to get a better purchase when they mounted her from the rear and act as some protection against serious wounds caused by their paws which were never clipped. Then to finish the preparation he rubbed her bottom, cunt and face using a rag seasoned with the scent of a bitch in heat. The audience leaned forward and waited for the first pair to take their bitch.

       Xavier had volunteered two additional guards to operate the chutes that released the dogs. Two pit bulls hurtled from behind the walls and headed straight for their bitch that was positioned so that she could not see what was about to happen. The first animal came to a halt for a brief moment before mounting the woman's hindquarters and dropping his sheath to release his red, chiseled cock. It took a few tentative thrusts before it penetrated her shaved cunt mouth. The other pit bull had a more difficult time since she was able to move her head slightly, thwarting his first few attempts at face fucking her. By now the first attacker had developed a rhythm and was working away on his bitch with a speed that was breathtaking. That red chisel seemed like a blur as it moved in and out of his bitch's cunt.

       The other animal became frustrated and did what an animal normally would do; he bit her face, close to the eye. The woman's mouth opened wide but was unable to scream. The dog settled matters by filling that open hole with his hard dick. Now there were two blurs pounding away at the helpless victim, unable to defend herself and so terrified that she lost control of her bladder and began to piss uncontrollably. The gangbang members roared with laughter and pointed to the stream of piss that issued from the black bitch's pussy. The dogs ignored the noise and took care of business.

       The first pair flooded her mouth and cunt with hot dog cum, pulled out and looked for a place to curl up so they could lick their dicks clean and take a nap. They were quickly replaced by a rottweiler and a mixed breed that took over and busied themselves filling her mouth and cunt with another offering. This time the mixed breed nearly got his cock captured in her throat, which might have been a serious matter for the black woman. The rottweiler was more fortunate and escaped cleanly despite the knot that formed in his thick chiseled cock. Before the next pair was released, the handler made an adjustment that excited the audience. He jammed a rubber bung into the woman's cunt and seasoned her unblinking asshole. The group roared their approval when the chutes were opened and two large dogs entered the arena, a good-sized Akita that was dwarfed by the mastiff that came from the other chute.

       As luck would have it, the smaller dog mounted her hindquarters and began searching for the entry into her body. The black woman went crazy at the prospect of being sodomized by the dog, but when she got a good look at the mastiff, her eyes bulged and she shook with terror. The men screamed at the dogs to get started and rip the bitch in two. Xavier became quite concerned for his property, fearing that she might be so badly torn up as to be unable to play a convincing role in the snuff film to be shot on the island. Just at that moment the mastiff's cock found its target and at least four inches went down the helpless woman's throat, effectively gagging her. Seconds later the Akita made contact and buried half its red dripping cock into the black bitch's asshole. She struggled as best she could, but was unable to free either end from the occupiers. The unequal battle continued as the mastiff got even more of its big cock down her throat, completely sealing off her lungs from getting any air. The Akita's cock was a reddish blur as it plowed deeper and deeper into her tight tunnel. Some in the audience were turned off since they had no way of gauging her pain and terror. The only sounds they heard were the growling of the dogs as they did their victim as only two sex-crazed animals could.

       Almost at the same time both dogs shot their loads, and as luck would have it, both were trapped by their knots that formed before they could pull free of the bitch. It took some moments before the handler realized that he had a very serious situation in the offing. The mastiff's cock was wedged deep in the woman's throat, and it was obvious from the wide-eyed look on her face that she also knew that her time on this earth was measured in minutes unless someone extricated the mastiff's swollen cock from her throat to allow her to get some air. It was Xavier who made the decision and had it implemented immediately by the guards. They hit the struggling dog with both cattle prods set at maximum. It froze for a moment and then continued to try to mindlessly attempt to separate from the woman's death grip on its cock. A second set of shocks was delivered to the animal, but still it would not or could not separate. At another nod from Xavier, one of them drew his pistol and shot the animal in the head, blowing its brains all over the place including the graying face of the black woman.

       There was stunned silence at this action that soon was broken by the cursing and yelling of the dog handler, who pointed at Xavier with a look of menace on his angry face. The brown-skinned manager of the establishment placed his hands out, palms up, a sign of resignation. The gesture seemed to mollify the dog handler and his demeanor became more reasonable. Xavier motioned for him to come closer so he could hear what the mulatto had to say. Whatever it was seemed to satisfy the man and he turned his attention to freeing the Akita from the sobbing woman's asshole. The audience remained silent, many of them threatened in a sense by what they had just witnessed. Xavier was not a man to cross under any conditions that was apparent.

       The big man had one more card up his sleeve and he played it. He called over one of the guards and whispered something into his ear. The guard approached the dog handler, gave him the cattle prod and said something. The handler looked over at Xavier who gestured to him. He turned and zapped the dog's balls. It howled, but remained stuck fast. Another touch to his balls and the Akita's red, dripping cock appeared. The handler directed the dog to the holding area and then looked over to Xavier for further instructions. He smiled mirthlessly and ordered the next two dogs to take a run at the black woman who was just beginning to gain her breath and composure. This was a most unpleasant surprise and it caught her off guard. This time it was a malamute, an escapee from a dog sled team that had no equal when it came to viciousness, and a wolfhound nearly as big as the mastiff but not as well-muscled. The audience roared its approval and sat back to watch the slaughter, unaware that the victim was ticketed for a one-way trip to the mysterious island where certain employees of Xavier met their fate and were never heard from again.

       It was the wolfhound that took possession of the black woman's ass, driving his hard length of dog dick deep into her loosening anus. The victim was too weakened by the previous assaults to put up any type of resistance. The sled dog mounted her face and began slamming his red, chisel-shaped cock into her mouth. By now the woman understood only too well what would happen if that animal's cock plugged her throat and formed a knot. She frantically moved her head as much as possible and used her tongue to block the way to her throat. She even made the entry to her mouth tighter by pursing her lips and backing that obstacle further with her flattened tongue. The additional friction she created made the animal's ejaculation occur quickly and long before it could batter down her meager defenses. Such was not the case with the one doing her asshole.

       The dog's height allowed his dripping crimson rod to make inroads to her asshole that was much greater than all but the previous animal. The speed of its cock was a bit slower than the previous users of her asshole. For some reason, the malamute had not had enough of his bitch. He made an attempt to take over for the wolfhound but got more much more resistance than expected. The wolfhound came off the black woman's back and engaged the sled dog in a furious attack that allowed the larger animal to get a good grip on the other dog's shoulder and bring it to earth. The handler blanched, the prospect of losing another of his trained dogs flashed through his mind as he witnessed the now unequal struggle.

       It was the quick action of Xavier that saved the day and his malamute. One guard hit the wolfhound's nuts with the cattle prod at full power while the other fired a series of shots close to the ear of the animal, startling it sufficiently to release the badly mauled rival that was quickly dragged away by the handler. For its reward they allowed it to remount its victim, once it had recuperated from the electric shock to its balls, and complete the process of sodomizing her. A gesture from Xavier signaled that the entertainment was over for the mob. What remained in store for Celeste and the black woman remained to be seen.

                                      (To be continued - lex ludite)