CHAPTER 2
The ride was long and terrifying for Annie. She was naked and in
the front seat floor of her own car being driven to who knows
where. She was terrified and shaking from the fear...but why was
her cunt dripping.
This bastard had treated her like dirt and she had never been
more sexually excited in her life. She was his slave till he
chose to release her and she was loving every terrifying moment.
No one had ever treated her like this and she was scared out of
her mind, and more sexually turned on than at any time in her
whole life.
The car slowed and he pulled off the road into a large garage. He
parked the car got out and casually walked away without a word.
She heard voices and some female sobbing but she was afraid to
try to raise up to try to see where she was.
She hopped he would come back for her soon. She tried to hide
she bent way over and hoped, no one else would find her. Where
was he?
The voices got louder and the passenger side door opened. He
reached in and pulled her up by her hair. Her worst nightmare was
realized.
Her humiliation was magnified many times over as she saw that
their were many men crowded around the car, ogling her modest
nudity.
"Don't be shy bitch!! These are my buddies and you better impress
them with my catch or you will be the sorriest bitch in this
town. You better be the best PARTY ANIMAL in this herd for me."
"Oh no!" she thought. Not this whole group. She could be his
slave but not all these animals. She tried to shrink back to the
floor but his hold of her hair prevented this. She was dragged
out and pulled over the hood like fresh trophy animal. She tried
to bring her hands to cover herself but the cuffs prevented this.
It seemed like a thousand hands were prodding her treasures. She
could lurch but their was no escape. Hands squeezed her tits.
Hands explored her ass. Hands slipped into her crotch. Nothing
was sparred her in the fondling she had to endure.
"Brad take the ankle cuffs off this bitch, so we can try out the
pussy." said one of the men.
"No. If you want use it bend her over the fender and go in the
back way." Brad said. "It will be too much trouble to get them
back on for the processing."
A female scream, at that moment, drew her attention from her
plight. She raised up and looked toward the sound. She saw a nude
female ass with the legs wide open and stretched up. The
unfortunate was secured to a heavy table across the garage.
A big man was doing something and then stepped between the
spayed legs. Just then a hand from behind forced her head down on
the hot hood and a dick pushed at her closed tight cunt.
"Your turn will come for that but right now concentrate on your
whoring. If you do a good job we might just let you go." said
the dicks owner. "HA HA"
No fore play, no nothing just a stabbing dick..
Her former aroused state had given way to one of cold terror. She
sought to keep the dick out of her now tightly closed dry hole.
she wondered. Her
thoughts were interrupted.
"Open up bitch!" the dicks owner ordered and slapped her head
from behind. He stabbed again at the tightly closed cunt...
One of the other men came around the hood and grabbed her up by her
hair to play with her tits. He took her right nipple in his fingers
and twisted it like it was a screw top cap. She lurched and tried
to avoid them but she could not.
"Come on girlie... Open up for old Phil.... "
The dick finally achieved its goal and she felt it inside her
hole. For self preservation she concentrated on lubricating, but
another scream caused her to clamp down and bring the dick in her
cunt off.
She heard "AW Shit it is too tight... Need a cork screw..."
It withdrew. Another immediately took its place and sank in
easily, aided by the cum lubrication.
She managed to evade the pinching fingers and sank down to the
hood, now servicing only one tormentor. He too came quickly, but
the next dick sought fresher fields.
"I don't want no sloppy seconds you whore. You better help me get
into this ass hole or I'll go get down that splintered old base
ball bat to open this here hole." said the familiar voice of Brad.
He could have had her all to himself. She would have been his
slave for life, but he was sharing her like an old base ball
glove or something. She was furious. She would show him.. Then
she did see a splintered bat sitting in the corner. He meant it! He
would do it. He would ruin her. She knew he would.
She relaxed her ass. She raised up and concentrated on helping in
the deflowering of her own, until now, virgin ass hole.
"This whore is real intelligent. She must have had a whole lot of
experience." said Brad as he placed himself in her neither hole.
Without further comment he took his pleasure in her ass hole.
She wanted to shout that she had never had a dick in her ass
before. But that was not possible. The plug in her mouth saw to
that.
Brad's dick hurt her even though she tried to relax. After all
she was dry ... and this was the first time.
Brad soon came and was replaced by another large dick.
"This is one tight assed bitch," said the new dicks owner. "I
ought to take a crow bar to this hole and make it man sized."
"No you don't. The needle dick fuckers that are coming to the
party will have a better time with her, just like she is. Bet that
she's bettern any whore you pleaded with to come here for the
festivities." Brad remarked.
This new dick came and withdrew form her ass hole.
Despite the circumstances she was getting excited but she did not
come yet. The audience had scared her soo bad she had been sure
that she would never come again. She would never have sex again
she had vowed. But here she was getting there... despite the
circumstances. This was wrong, very wrong but her belly did not
care.
She actually felt hollow when she heard...
"Now you have had your sample let's get on with this whores make
over." said Brad. "Jake's waiting."
She was pulled to her feet and dragged toward the heavy table she
had seen before.
On the short journey she noticed two other cars, like hers, late
model and expensive, in the garage. Also on a small table, at the
side were three purses. Further on she saw the back of two naked
women kneeling on the floor before a large muscular man. They
had their legs and hands were cuffed behind them like hers .
"This your addition to the stable, Brad??" the large man asked.
"Yea, Jake, She needs your fine cosmetic touch." Said Brad.
"OK. Put the bitch over here, on the table." said Jake.
She was dragged up to the heavy table, turned around and,
thrown down, on her back. Straps closed down over her throat,
and then the waist. Thus secured, her legs were raised and the
knees secured to a waiting hook from above. The slack in the hook,
was taken out to keep her spread for her 'make over'.
Jake came over with an expanding device that held her knees
wide apart. Her legs assumed a diamond shape. and Jake began
to soaped her pubic hair and scraped her cunt clean with a
razor. He pulled out her lips and got the hidden hair there.
Then he teased her hooded treasure to see it twitch.
"This one'll take a nice big ring easy." Jake remarked. "And
the fuck pad," he rubbed the fleshy covered pubic bone, " is real
nice and soft.... OK Let's put the brand on her now."
She now started to struggle like a mad woman. Fucking..OK,
Shaving..OK BUT A BRANDING!!... that was forever... No! No!!!!
She hoped. She tried wiggle lose, but
she was too well fastened down. Their preparations were too
thorough. They had done this many times before... They had it
down pat.
Jake came back with a white hot iron from the brazier and lowered
it to her freshly shaved right cunt lips. He smiled down at her
begging eyes. As he placed the marking tool with his usual
precision. He said,
"Don't you worry your pretty little head. I won't hurt myself
none. Here comes your beauty mark....."
SIISISSSSSSSSSIIII
He was an expert..
At first it felt cold... so cold... Then it burned... It seared
her out continuos mind. She lost it, as the world dissolved into
blackness...
When she came back around, she smelled the burning flesh. Jake
was back there between her legs again with another smoldering
iron. She knew the smelled was her own burning flesh as he
lowered the iron...
"PLEASE NOOOO I....IIII" She tried to beg him not to...
But he did the other cunt lip. This time she was screamed her
lungs out, as they had removed the gag. The scream echoed in
the building but the men who had gathered to watch snickered
and joked as her pain, reached a plateau. It went from
unbearable to uncontiousness again.
She came to again and now her whole cunt was on fire. She
could not see it but she knew she was a marked, like an
animal, for life. She would carry these marks, whatever
they were, to her grave.
She lowered her head and sobbed..... soon she passed out again.
