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Ann Ferret lay naked on the floor sobbing bitterly. She was a highly educated 26-year-old woman who had borrowed money with no intention of paying it back. She knew the contract was illegal and no court would enforce it.
Now she had discovered that loan sharks have other ways of enforcing contracts. She’d been forced to strip naked in front of five men without even knowing their names. Four of the men had felt her naked body and left their cum in her mouth.
Now she was lying naked at the feet of a man who had deep throated her, her hands cuffed behind her back, and heard the Boss say, “That’s one hole, she still has two to go. Take her away and open her up.”
A kick in the side got her attention.
“You heard him, stand up!”
She just lay there sobbing until a hand in her hair pulled her to her feet. Her head was pressed down to waist level of the man holding her, and she was forced out the door. As she was led down a corridor and up a flight of stairs, an occasional slap on her ass reminded her that the men had a leather strap that could cause a remarkable amount of pain without doing permanent physical damage.
She was pushed through a door that closed with an ominous click. The hand in her hair allowed her to stand up and look at one side of the room. It was a perfectly normal looking staff room, a couple of tables, plenty of chairs, a fridge, and a TV and DVD player. Then her head was twisted in the other direction – what she saw made her moan and shudder in fear - a thin, narrow mattress on the floor, rings at either end of the mattress with ropes attached to them, ropes with shackles hanging from the ceiling and whips of various lengths and materials hanging on a wall.
She was led to a table and her head forced down onto it. That brought her ass up and she sobbed, “Please, please, not anal sex!”
That brought coarse laughter from the men – “That isn’t what we have in mind right now, little slut.”
She felt something wet and cold swapping her ass cheek followed by a sharp pain as a needle was thrust deep into the muscle of her ass.
“That is a long lasting birth control drug. You won’t get knocked up or have a period for 3 months. After that, the Boss will decide whether to keep you whoring or breed you. There is a good black market in babies for adoption. Three or four babies should pay off your debt.”
That was greeted by loud screams and her whole body shook with sobs.
They held her there for a few minutes while she sobbed and begged for mercy. The position was tempting; they pulled her legs apart and played with her pussy lips and clit while she sobbed. Hands ran over her ass as yet more hands ran over her hips and the small of her back. Finally, they tired of the game and the hand in her hair forced her to walk to the wall holding the whips. Her head was released and she watched one of the men select a whip made of braided leather. It was about 6 feet long and a quarter inch in diameter. He rubbed it over her breasts and belly.
“This is a good one for our purposes. It hurts like hell but only makes a welt that goes away in a few days without leaving a scar. You really don’t want to find out how it feels on your nipples. Now walk over to the mattress and lie on your back with your legs spread.”
She trembled and moaned but obeyed. After she was on her back, she was told
“Come back and try the walk again. You forgot to swing your hips.”
Her hands being cuffed behind her made getting up awkward. She had to struggle to her knees and then push up hard with her legs. But she did get up, walked toward them providing a full frontal view of her swaying hips, and walked slowly back to the mattress while being careful to make it a sexy walk. She lay down again and spread her legs about a foot.
The four men walked over and looked down at her. Since her hands were still cuffed behind her back, she was completely exposed to their gaze.
“Spread your legs wider. Good, now stay like that while we decide which one of us is going to pop your cherry. Try to think yourself wet – it will be less painful if you aren’t dry.”
They shuffled a deck of cards and spread them face down on the flood next to her. Each man picked a card at random. The final order was 8 of spades, 10 of diamonds, 3 of diamonds and King of clubs. By chance, the 8 of spades happened to be a black man – the biggest and heaviest of the group. He wouldn’t be easy to service, even for an experienced woman.
He stripped naked and stood between her legs staring down at her. She shut her eyes but a touch of the whip on her belly made her open them.
“Take a good look at my cock. It’s going to be inside you soon.”
She stared at it wide eyed – like a field mouse staring at a hunting owl.
He knelt between her knees, lay down on top of her and positioned the tip of his cock against her pussy opening. He began to push in and grunted
“She’s tight and dry. This is going to take some time.”
He slowly pushed in until he could feel the tip of his cock touching her hymen. A sharp thrust and he was through. She had lost her virginity to a black stranger without even knowing his name. For the rest of her life, she would have to remember that her innocence had been taken by the 8 of spades.
He withdrew to let her bleed for a bit. Meantime, the other men had been playing with her legs, trying different positions. Both legs pulled sideways; one pulled sideways and the other held upright; both upright like a V; both knees back to her breasts; and both pulled way back so her ankles were over her shoulder.
They were looking for a position that would allow deep penetration and also provide a good field of view for the video camera. The entire performance was being recorded. An edited tape would sell well on Internet pay porn sites and help pay off her debt.
They settled on the right leg pulled out to the side and the left leg pulled back and up. The positions stretched her tendons and muscles and she was yelling that it hurt. The men tied her legs in those positions and joined the 8 of spades for a quick beer while they watched the blood seep from her pussy and listened to her screams.
8 of spades finished his beer, burped loudly and mounted Ann again. This time, he went deep into her, so deep that his pubic hair was touching her opening. He withdrew almost all his cock, and thrust into her again. Each thrust made her legs jerk. She was screaming. Was it from the pain in her legs or the rape? The men couldn’t tell and didn’t care, she was just a fuck toy and her screams could always be silenced with a gag.
8 of spades had good control and the earlier blowjob had removed his urgency. He kept thrusting away for perhaps 10 minutes. Then he came and, for the first time, Ann felt hot male cum spilling inside her.
Now it was time for 10 of diamonds. He thought of mounting her at once but decided to let a little cum drain out of her. When he did mount her, his first thrust was deep and rapid. His hands were around her breasts; he squeezed them hard every time he thrust into her.
He shot his seed into her and rolled off. 3 of diamonds immediately mounted Ann with no more than a few seconds delay. While he was using her, King of Clubs amused himself by rubbing his cock over her face. He was careful not to lose control – his cum was destined for her womb.
3 of diamonds finished his fuck and was immediately replaced by King of Clubs, Ann didn’t even get a small break in the endless thrusting.
King of Clubs grunted as he shot the fourth load of cum into her. Then he rolled off her naked and defiled body. None of the men had been in a hurry and all had good control. The entire gang rape had taken about an hour. The men decided to take a snack break, even young and healthy males need a rest after a blowjob and a fuck.
They left her lying on her back with her legs still tied in their painful and exposed position. It made a good view and they could watch her drain as they drank beer and ate corn chips with a bean dip. She had stopped screaming, perhaps her throat was sore, but she did let out an occasional moan or groan. Or just a meaningless “Please, Please!”
Her red-rimmed eyes had stopped leaking tears but her body still shook with quiet sobs. She had her head turned toward them, clearly wondering what they would do next. They put a straw in a can of beer, raised her head and made her drink. She was going to need the liquid to give her strength for the rest of her ordeal.
Her legs were released and the men watched her kick trying to ease the sore muscles and restore the blood flow. After a time, a hand reached down and pulled up by her nipple. She was led around the room several times, the men took turns pulling her nipple and forced her to walk and trot. The walking tour ended at a table.
She was bent over it with her head next to the edge, a hand on her back forcing her breasts hard against the wood, and her ass in the air. One of the men put on a rubber glove and poured cooking oil over a finger.
Her ass cheeks were pried open and he slid the finger deep into her shit hole.
“The oil is for us. We don’t want your tight ass rubbing our cocks raw.”
The finger was removed and she felt a cock head touching her anus. It was slowly pushed into her. The cock was much thicker than the finger and she screamed with pain. Once the cock was deep into her, the man pulled it almost all the way out and thrust into her again. Her ass hole began to stretch and that made it possible to thrust faster. She was screaming and begging.
“Please, please, stop! Please, no more, Oh God, please stop!”
The man shot his hot cum deep into her guts and removed his flaccid cock from her shit hole. He went around to her face and told her to take it in her mouth and clean it. She was helpless to refuse and had to suck her own shit off the cock that had violated her ass.
While she was cleaning the first cock, the second was entering her ass. And so it went until she had been ass raped by all four men.
Finished with the ass rape, they released her hands. She fell to the floor and curled up in the foetal position. They left her there and laughed at her as she shook with sobs and heard them discussing her.
“She seems upset. Strange, we’ve only been working her over for a few hours. She still has a lot to learn.”
“Let her cry for a bit before we start the rough stuff. We’ve at least gotten her holes open.”
She sobbed harder.
They tired of her sobbing and pulled her to her feet. Her arms were pulled up over her head and tied to one of the ropes hanging from the ceiling. It was an exposed position but not painful. Her feet were on the ground and the rope had some slack so she could lower her arms about a foot and move around a bit.
One of the men picked up a long rod and touched the tip of it to her breast. She screamed, it was a form of cattle prod and had given her a bad shock. Another man picked up the whip and gave her a slash across her shoulders and another across her buttocks. Both slashes left welts and she screamed after each of them.
“We don’t like using the whip because the welts take a few days to heal. But we will use it if the shocks don’t give the results we want. Now look at the TV set.”
A remote turned on the TV and the DVD player. She heard soft music and then the set showed a picture of a naked woman. The woman started doing a Mid Eastern style belly dance.
“Watch and learn. Dance the way she is dancing. Get your belly moving and shake your breasts.”
They watched critically as she tried to do the belly dance.
“You’re out of synch with the music. Go faster.”
“More action from your belly muscles.”
“Move your shoulders – get your breasts moving.”
Each comment was accompanied by a shock.
“I think she needs more stimulus. Perhaps a bigger audience will give her incentive.”
One of the men left the room; he came back with six more men. Now there were ten men watching her dance naked. But they didn’t stop with watching; one of the men put his hand on her moving belly. She stopped in confusion but another touch of the cattle prod restarted the dance. Soon there were hands all over her – on her belly, her hips, her breast – and she had to keep up the erotic dance while the hands explored her moving body.
She was kept dancing until she was panting and gasping for breath. They let her stop and sag in the ropes for a few minutes.
“You know you are fuck meat, now you’re going to learn how it feels to be the meat in a sandwich.”
The men formed lines in front and in back of her. The man in front pushed his cock into her pussy; the man behind pushed his into her ass. She was sandwiched helplessly between the two as they pumped in and out, in and out. One came and was replaced by the next in line. The double fucking continued until each hole had been used five times.
They left her standing to drain for a few minutes. Then they untied her arms and led her back to the mattress. She was placed on her back and tied in a wide-open spread-eagled position.
She looked at them helplessly.
“Please, haven’t you done enough to me? Please let me go. I promise to pay the money.”
“Oh, you will pay the money. The only question is whether you earn it as a naked slut or a naked cum bucket. What’s the difference? A naked slut lies naked under 15 or 20 men a day, a naked cum bucket lies naked under 30 or 40 men a day.”
“You’ve only had 9 cocks in your pussy and we’ve been gentle with you. Now its time for you to find out what it means to be a naked sex toy.”
With that, the first man dropped down on to her, thrust in and did a quick and rapid fuck. The style could be described as “Ram, bang, thank you Mam”. Except that he didn’t thank her. He finished by holding her head, asking “Did you enjoy the fuck, slut?” and spitting full in her face.
That set the style. Her first gang rape had been four men in an hour; this one was ten in an hour. And all of them finished by spitting on her.
The last man dipped his fingers in the cum that was dripping out of her well used pussy and rubbed it into her bush and down the inner sides of her thighs. There was plenty of cum to distribute. They left her lying on the mattress while they had another beer.
The ten of them made a circle around her.
“This isn’t going to hurt. We won’t fuck you this time.”
A man lay down on top of her with his cock resting on her stomach. He rubbed back and forth until his cum spurted out on her belly and then he used his fingers to spread it around. He made her lick his fingers clean.
The next man straddled her chest, put his cock between her breasts, and squeezed them against his cock. He rubbed back and forth until he came and could spread his cum over her breasts.
The next two jerked off over her face. They left her with cum all over her face.
Then several more men jerked off into her hair.
By the time that all ten men had jerked off, she was covered with cum from her bush to her hair.
They untied her and pulled up.
“Time to give her something to wear.”
A steel collar was locked around her neck. It had a short cylinder in back. A 3-foot long metal rod slid through the cylinder and was locked so that 18 inches was along her left shoulder and the other 18 inches along her right shoulder. Her wrists were tied to the ends of the rod. The result was that her arms were bent at right angles with her wrists about level with her chin and 18 inches from it. The key to the collar was hung from a string around her neck and dangled between her breasts. So near and yet so far.
She was led to a full-length mirror and made to look at herself. She was completely exposed with cum and blood along her inner thighs, teeth and finger marks on her breasts and nipples, and cum on her belly, breasts, face and hair.
She had no way to cover herself and was clearly exposed as a naked female who had been well used by many energetic males.
The four original men led her back down the stairs and through the corridor to the Boss’s Office. One made a cell phone call.
“The Boss is busy. He says to keep her here until he has time to talk to her.”
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To be continued
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