Chapter 9
If there was one thing about the vicious Wanda that characterized her more than anything else, it was the color of red. For about her, there was pink, peach, crimson, scarlet and everything in between. From the top of the woman's head clear down to the toenails painted blood-red, the Amazon-like Wanda was naturally decked out in the color of war.
Her hair was a full-blown red, dark with touches of orange. She was a redhead and she let everyone know it. She would have been a redhead if shorn of every hair on her body.
The color of her face was a rich peach, often enhanced by a bright flush in her cheeks when blood was stirred by sexual excitement. Her emerald eyes seemed designed to highlight the redness of her skin, and, on her chest, the pinked surface of the tit-mounds gave way to nipples surrounded by crowns of red without a touch of brown. Toenails were blood-colored. Her cunt-hair was a swarming mass of fiery bush that curled angrily across her abdomen and almost up to her navel.
The woman had always impressed Celeste as imposing and threatening, so much so that the smaller woman had actually avoided her in the neighborhood. Since they had met, Wanda had intimidated Celeste by her mere presence and both women had known it, silently accepting that that was how it was. And now, naked in all her red splendor, Wanda frightened the trembling Celeste almost to the point where the young woman pissed herself.
Wanda stood over her, glaring down with glinting teeth.
"I'm going to do you a favor although you won't consider it one right now," the Amazon said as she looked down at Celeste, naked and chained to the floor. "I'm going to stretch that little cunt-hole of yours with my whore-ripper before I take you for a little walk outside."
Celeste squealed and fought with the chains. Above her, Wanda strapped a monstrous dildo to the front of her cunt. Leather belts clutched her magnificently swelled ass, holding the dildo tightly in place. Just the sight of the phony prick put Celeste's heart into her throat because the shaft was a full twelve inches long and too thick for one hand to reach around. The cock-head looked as big as a clenched fist to the frightened young woman on the floor.
"Don't fuck me with that!" the captive neighbor gasped. "It's too big! It'll tear me to pieces!"
Wanda swiped at the shaft of the dildo with one hand. It was locked tightly so the pole stiffly rebounded and almost hummed as it vibrated in place. Unknown to Celeste, there were ridges in the undersides of its base designed to stimulate the pussy-flesh of the wearer and Wanda was looking forward to what it would do for her cunt-hole and clit. From a bottle, she poured a handful of mineral oil, then massaged the greasy lubricant into the shaft of the phony cock.
"Pussies were meant to be ripped!" Wanda laughed sadistically and dropped to her knees between Celeste's outstretched legs. Then she leaned to one side then the other, freeing the young captive's legs.
"Hoist those goddamn feet up onto my ass and spread your pussy wide for some hard rubber prick!"
Celeste automatically did as she was told. As soon as Celeste's heels dug into naked female ass-cheeks, Wanda positioned the massive rubber cock-head against the mouth of Celeste's tight cunt. With one tremendous shove, all of the cock-head and a fourth of the dildo's massive shaft were w-edged into Celeste's young fuck-hole.
"No!" the bound woman screamed, knowing her pussy-flesh was going to tear. It felt like her cunt was trying to swallow a water glass and there was a lot more of the dildo to come.
The red-haired Amazon grunted as she began fucking the phony cock into her sex slave. With each stroke, the captive cunt-hole seemed to give a little more, allowing more inches of the false prick to grind into the greasy fuck channel. Wanda glanced down and Celeste's cunt-hole was stretched almost to the point of disbelief around the hefty whore-fucker that Wanda really loved to use.
The chained woman shrieked as the rubber cock-head hit the bottom of her cunt. Her whole pussy-hole was filled up worse than it had ever been before.
The collar was so tight that it constricted her breath, and Celeste's knees and palms were sore by the time she was only partway down the sidewalk in front of the Mosely's. Wanda Mosely had still been fucking her cunt when Bill had finally arrived from work, and both he and
Wanda had had a good laugh over the size of the dildo being somehow insufficient for whatever purpose it was being used. Celeste had been sure they were merely taunting her and, at the time, she really didn't care. The only thing important was that Bill's arrival ended the brutalizing of her cunt-hole by that oversized rubber fuck-pole, and she hoped that never again would anything that big be forced into her fuck-hole. She considered herself lucky that her pussy hadn't been torn to shreds.
"You care for a walk this afternoon before it gets dark," Bill asked his wife. His voice was almost meek. "I'm sure your little bitch would like to get outside for a change rather than spending all of her time in the neighborhood dungeons."
Celeste looked up at the man when the naked Wanda yanked the dildo from her cunt and moved out of the way. As Celeste's pussy collapsed so quickly it made her gasp, her eyes pawed the male who had walked into the door to see if there was any chance that he might give her some help. But what Celeste saw wasn't very encouraging. Bill just didn't look too affected by it at all. His voice was still a monotone, his eyes a lackluster gray. His features showed neither approval or disapproval at finding his wife fucking false cock into another woman.
He was short for a man, maybe five or six inches taller than the diminutive Celeste but still a good half-foot shorter than his Amazon wife. Even if he did disapprove, Wanda could probably whip Bill's ass all over the room, so he chose the quiet, compliant path.
"That sounds like a good idea," Wanda agreed, unstrapping the phony prick from her loins. Her pussy-hair was wet with sweat that she had worked up while fucking Celeste's young cunt. "I've got a new leather skirt that no one's seen and it'll be a good time to show it around."
Leather skirt? Celeste should have known. This wasn't going to be any casual walk around the neighborhood, peacefully enjoying the lateafternoon sun. And, as much as she begged them, they gave her no clothes and forced the collar around her neck. Wanda used the riding crop until Celeste consigned herself to hands and knees, then they led her out the front door with her naked ass shaking in the breeze.
Oh God, what shame! Except for the brief scurries from house to house, at least Celeste's miseries had remained indoors. Now she was totally naked, groveling at their feet, with her pussy there for everyone to see and her tits hanging down toward her hands. A wave of humiliation washed through her. By the time she had crawled to the sidewalk that ran alongside the street, Celeste felt branded by degradation, and knew she would be stained for the rest of her life. It didn't matter that many of the neighbors had already fucked her pussy, asshole and mouth because at least that part had been out of sight. Now she was being paraded for the whole world to see that she was nothing better than a bitch dog on the street.
People stepped to their doors to see. Celeste groaned and looked down and straight ahead. She heard the loud laughter of Jack as he bellowed and told Zelda to come and see. On the other side, Joan was cheering Wanda on as the red-haired Amazon kept Celeste moving by lashing her ass with a riding crop.
Then there were footsteps and a voice Celeste didn't immediately recognize. She glanced up and there was Tim Simmons standing just a few feet away.
"Oh no!" the naked young captive gasped. Here was somebody that wasn't even part of the sadistic neighborhood group! This was an outsider, standing on a public street, closely eyeing a female neighbor's pussy and asshole while she crawled along like a bitch dog in heat!
Wanda lashed at Celeste's back when she tried to sit up to cover her exposed cunt and asshole. The riding crop battered into her arms when they reached up to hide her tits. Crying with pain, Celeste went back onto all fours and was sure that her whole body turned red with m shame. Humiliation was a lump as big as a basketball in her throat.
"What the hell you got here, Bill?" Tim Simmons laughed, leaning over to get a better look at Celeste's tits. "Looks to me like that's Celeste from a couple of doors down, so what's going on?"
"Just taking the bitch dog for a walk in the neighborhood, Tim," Bill answered smoothly. "You might as well get used to it because you may be seeing things like this a lot."
"Shit, I don't mind!" Tim exploded in laughter. "Of course, I don't know what Betty will think of it. Now that I think of it, though, she might even find it exciting. She likes to read about things like being tied up."
"She'll get her chance," Wanda purred, her hand tight on the leash. Celeste could feel the sexual excitement of the other woman by the tension on her neck.
"I don't know," Tim said dubiously.
Bill interrupted the indecisive thoughts. There would be enough time to plan about Betty later.
"Do you like to watch bitch dogs, Tim?" he asked the other man. "Did you ever see one take a piss?"
Celeste twisted her head around. She could see six or seven of the houses of the neighborhood, including her own down and across the street. And she knew that if she could see the houses, anyone out in the yards or looking through the windows would be able to see what was going on. Already there were a couple of people wandering about besides Tim, and Celeste knew each of them could observe her naked torment.
"Never saw that, at least not one that looked like this," Tim laughed, cocking his head to the side as he looked at Celeste's little tits and her firm ass-cheeks. He moved over a bit so he could see her cunt from the back. Celeste dipped her ass just a bit in an effort to cover her pussy, but a jerk on the leash made her rise back up.
"Okay, you heard him, you little slut!" Wanda snarled, slapping the riding crop painfully against Celeste's naked ass-cheeks. "Hunker your ass down and let's see you piss like a bitch dog."
"Not here on the sidewalk!" Celeste cried. "Oh please, let me go back inside!"
"Bitch dogs don't use a toilet!" Wanda hissed, slashing with the thin whip again. The shaft cut a deep line of angry red into the tender mounds of Celeste's ass.
"No!" Celeste cried, trying to resist as she was aware of other people coming out of their houses. They were slowly drifting down to where the naked woman was being tormented right out there for everyone to see.
"Either do it now or wait until you have the whole neighborhood watching you!" Wanda growled, slapping the riding crop viciously across Celeste's back. "Maybe you want everybody to see that piss streaming out of your cunt!"
That left Celeste no choice at all. Humiliated, she spread her knees on the hard concrete and pushed her pussy toward the ground. Wanda and Bill kicked softly at her arms and stepped on her fingers until the tortured girl had to rise clumsily on her gaping knees so that all of them would have a chance to see clear into her cunt.
At first Celeste thought she'd never be able to piss. With everyone watching, her little pisshole was scared shut and refused to work, and the pain from the pressure of trying to force piss through ran all the way up to hurt her guts. She wanted to cry, to say that it would never work, but there was always Wanda with her savage riding crop ready to lash Celeste half to death. And the longer she delayed, the more people would gather, and already an extra person or two had stepped up to the group.
Celeste bore down, forcing with her abdomen down onto the swollen bladder and the pathway to her cunt. It ached so badly that it felt like an ice pick had been driven from her pussy up to her bladder.
"Noooo," Celeste groaned as the first few drops of hot piss began to leak out from her cunt-gash. And once that barrier had been breached, the stream came out in a storm, hissing from her piss-hole to splash against the concrete of the sidewalk and splatter back all over her cunt and the insides of her thighs. The steaming wetness of the piss branded her with shame, stripping away what little dignity she had been able to maintain. She was beyond embarrassment, beyond mere disgrace.
"Look at that bitch piss!" Tim Simmons exclaimed. He leaned further to press closer to make sure he could see everything. Never had he seen anything as exciting as watching one of the neighborhood women being forced to piss on the sidewalk. The sight made his cock raging hard.
"She's sure squirting the old golden shower," Ralph laughed, after wandering down the street to see what was going on. "Why didn't I think of this when I had the cunt sex slave under my power?"
"Everybody got a chance to keep her for a while?" Tim asked incredulously.
"We pass her around," Wanda confirmed. "And while we do, old Ed gets more fucking and cock-sucking than he ever imagined. If you want that, Tim, all you have to do is to join up and bring Betty along as our next sex slave. You said she liked to read about being tied up and punished."
Tim didn't answer but even Celeste, with the stream of piss growing slower as her bladder emptied, could tell that the neighbor was interested. The lump in the front of Tim's pants was so hard and large that his cock must have been trying to tear a way out.
"What happens next?" Tim asked enthusiastically as the last of the drops of Celeste's piss hit the concrete.
It was Bill who answered, the slow, calm voice of the man who had appeared to almost hold himself above what had been going on even to the point of never undressing when they had ambushed Celeste at the party. But this time when he spoke, his words, if not his tone, were some of the most vicious that the tormented, frightened young captive had heard.
"Since she's enough of a bitch dog to piss on the sidewalk," Bill said, "I assume she must be in heat. And if she's in heat, I expect she's looking for some stud dog that's got a bone big enough to lock up in her cunt right here for everyone to see."
"And that's you, Bill," Ralph laughed hilariously. "The only man with a cock big enough."
Celeste couldn't believe it. They couldn't really be talking about Bill fucking her right there alongside the street! And what was this about some enormous cock?
"Get her over onto the grass," Bill said as he began unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm not going to make a wreck of my knees."
Just mine, Celeste thought wildly as the whole crowd came up and began nudging her away from the street with their legs. Wanda pulled on the leash, helping them along, until Celeste was several feet into the grass back on her hands and knees. Bill's shirt fluttered to the ground in front of her face and Celeste glanced up just as the man stripped down his pants. For a second, the frightened woman was astounded and confused when she saw what looked like a third arm jutting out from his groin.
Then it hit her-it was his cock that she was looking at. It wasn't even entirely hard yet and already it was the biggest cock she had ever seen. The prick was so large it was almost deformed and, beneath it, hung balls that reached more than halfway down to the knees.
"No!" she cried and tried to back away. But the laughing crowd had surrounded her and held her in place. The heavy cock-head banged against Celeste's right cheek, jarring her as if the blow had been from a fist. The swollen cockapple was almost as big as Celeste's clenched hand and the shaft was as thick as a child's arm.
"Open your mouth and get my cock-head wet," Bill calmly ordered, standing naked in the middle of the yard in the bright afternoon.
"I can't!" Celeste squealed. "It's too big for my mouth!"
"Think what it's going to do to your cunt unless you get it moist," Wanda hissed, going to her knees beside Celeste's shoulder. "Think how it's going to rip that little pussy unless you get some lubrication on that horse-cock of his!"
Celeste gulped and opened her mouth. Bill jammed the front half of the cock-head through her lips. There the enormous prick-pole w-edged and Celeste cried as her lips were sorely stretched.
"Try harder!" Wanda ordered sadistically. "Lick the end of it and get it wet."
Celeste's tongue swirled around the rubbery cock-flesh. The tip of her tongue found the pissslit and parted it, even slipping into it for a half-inch. Bill shoved and the crowd cheered as the entire cock-head w-edged tightly through her lips.
"Let's hope her pussy is bigger than that!" Bill snarled, his voice finally showing his true colors. He ripped the cock-head from her mouth, tearing one of the corners of her lips, then walked around behind the naked woman on her hands and knees in the grass. Celeste had only gotten a glimpse of the completely hard cock as he had backed away and the prick had looked as large and long as his forearm.
"No!" she screamed as his hands pawed at her naked ass-cheeks, forcing the mounds far apart. At the same time, the hands shoved her forward, collapsing her arms. Celeste pitched into the grass on her face. Her ass and cunt-hole were still high on her knees as she felt a fist-like cock-head jam against the lips of her cunt. She had thought before that the monstrous dildo would be the largest thing that would ever enter her pussy. Now she understood that Wanda had only been loosening up her cunt-hole for a taste of the real thing. Now, not only was she going to be fucked by a cock the size of a horse's, it was going to happen right out in a front yard of the neighborhood with everyone standing around and cheering.
A blood-curdling scream ripped from the young woman when the oversized cock-head was jammed into the channel of her cunt. The pussy-mouth stretched unbelievably, protesting with excruciating pain over the terrible intrusion. The prick, moistened only by her own spit, skewered her like a sharpened fence post being shoved into her guts.
"Fuck that horse-cock into that pussy!" Tim Simmons screamed in excitement. He was turned on by watching the brutal fucking more than by any other thing in his life.
"Rip that bitch!" Wanda urged her husband. "Teach her what a real cock feels like!"
Slowly the enormous cock pushed inside
Celeste's cunt-hole, filling her and pushing things aside. It felt like she was giving birth in reverse as the gigantic cock-head urged her hip bones apart. Thankfully, the pussy-hole had found a way to help keep the damage slight. Immediately, it had flooded her whole fuckchannel with juices that bathed over the mighty fuck-pole stretching out her cunt. Still even that lubrication couldn't eliminate the terrible pain as the cock began pistoning slowly into her pussy-chute.
"No! No! No!" Celeste cried, her voice beating in rhythm to the brutal fucking of her guts. Each time the monstrous cock-head rammed to the back of her cunt-hole, it forced another cry from her lungs. Her head swirled from the brutal pain, and flashes of sexual current rocketed back and forth along her spine. Her ass began humping to meet the hammering thrusts of the fence post of a prick. Faster and faster her ass worked, wetter and wetter her pussy-chute became. As the violent fucking went on, her cries took more of a tone of excitement rather than of pain.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she encouraged him right before the horse-cock erupted its cum. The rest was lost in the flashes and flares of the explosion of her body as the delirious young captive was catapulted through an enormous cum of her own.