Chapter 5
Barbara had the dildo in her ass two whole days. Then finally Edith pulled it out, gave Barbara an enema and brought her downstairs to Bruno. They made her bend over so Bruno could inspect her shithole.
"Nice," he said. "She looks okay now." He shoved a finger inside Barbara's asshole, then added another finger and fucked both fingers in and out of her shitter. "Go on, squeeze my fingers. Tighten up your ass."
Barbara did what he wanted. She was afraid if she refused they would beat her. She was learning the best thing with these people was to follow orders. They were mean and vicious. There was no way to predict what they would do to her. She did not want to get hurt. She tightened her asshole around Bruno's fingers, squeezing his fingers with her ass muscles as hard as she could.
Bruno grunted with satisfaction. "Okay, that's good. Make sure she stays clean, Edith."
Edith smiled. "Of course, Mr. Bruno. Are you going to fuck her now?"
"Sure, why not?" Bruno snickered. He chucked Edith's chin, then ran his hand down to squeeze one of her heavy tits. "You want to suck some cock? You bring it up and then I'll fuck her ass."
Barbara had to sit there and watch Edith suck Bruno's cock to a hard-on so he could fuck her ass. She sat in the chair naked as she watched them. She could almost feel that big cock of his already in her ass. Her poor asshole. All stretched now because of the dildo. But maybe it wouldn't hurt as much when he fucked her ass. She hoped it didn't. She still wasn't used to the pain.
She thought it was disgusting how Edith slurped over Bruno's cock. He had his pants and shorts down at his ankles, Edith kneeling there on the carpet in front of him with her mouth on his prick. Edith pumped her mouth back and forth on his prick. The woman's eyes were closed and she obviously enjoyed what she was doing. Barbara hated them. She hated Bruno more, the way he stood there like a king watching his housekeeper suck his filthy prick.
When Edith finally had Bruno's cock as hard as it would get, she pulled her mouth away. His cockhead dripped with her saliva. "How's that, Mr. Bruno?"
"Looks good," Bruno said. "Bend her over and open her ass."
Edith handled Barbara as though she were a trained dog. Barbara found herself doubled up in the chair, her head down and her naked ass in the air. She felt Edith's hands on her asscheeks, Edith's fingers tickling her cunt and asshole.
"She's ready," Edith said. "She's ready for your cock, Mr. Bruno."
A moment later Bruno was behind Barbara, his hands gripping her ass, his fat cockhead pushing against the stretched ring of her asshole.
A short gasp came out of Barbara's throat as the knob of his cock popped inside her shitter. Bruno grunted, gripped her ass more firmly and slowly fucked the full length of his prick inside her ass guts.
"Oh, yeah." he said, "this is nice. She's got a great little ass, just right. I don't mind an ass like this at all."
Barbara cringed. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to forget where she was. But how could she forget with a cock up her ass? It didn't matter that her asshole had been stretched by having the dildo inside her two days. His cock still felt huge, like a big club up her ass. The bastard, she thought. She hated his guts. She clamped her asshole down on his cock, squeezing his fucking cockshaft with her shitter. Go on, she thought, come in my ass.
Which, of course, was Bruno's intention. Squeezing her asscheeks with his hands, he finally grunted and croaked and shot his load deep inside her ass guts.
"Sweet little ass," he said, patting her back as he pulled his prick out of her shitter. "She'll do okay tonight."
Barbara had no idea what he was talking about. Tonight? Was there something special scheduled for tonight? Once again, she was afraid. What new horror did they have in store for her?
The afternoon passed swiftly, and then after dinner she learned what Bruno had in mind for her.
First Edith led Barbara to the dressing room. "You're lucky tonight," Edith said.
Barbara looked at her. "What do you mean?"
Edith chuckled. "I guess you'll get all the cock you've ever wanted. I wouldn't mind changing places with you. But then again, I guess not. Anyway, let's stop the talk and get you dressed. Mr. Bruno wants you sexy tonight. First let's get you an enema, get that pretty little asshole cleaned out."
Barbara had to submit to an enema in the small bathroom adjoining the dressing room. It was almost a ritual now. It was evident that Edith enjoyed it, enjoyed humiliating her, enjoyed sliding the enema nozzle inside her ass and then filling her guts with water. Edith always took the opportunity to feel Barbara's tits and ass and cunt. Sometimes she forced Barbara to suck her pussy while she still had the water inside her ass. Then at the end, Edith would chuckle as Barbara let go and the water gushed out of her tortured ass and into the toilet.
When the enema was finished, Edith pushed Barbara back into the dressing room and began selecting clothes for her to wear. Barbara was surprised as she realized Edith was really dressing her up.
Edith made her wear a garter belt and fishnet stockings and black high-heeled pumps. Then she had to put on a black satin dress with a plunging neckline that revealed the deep cleavage between her tits. Edith handcuffed Barbara's hands behind her back and put the ball-gag in her mouth. Then she raised Barbara's dress in back, raised it all the way up to her waist and attached it to the handcuffs. Barbara's ass was completely revealed. Her asscheeks, the deep cleft of her asscrack, the fishnet stockings reached to mid-thigh. Everything was completely exposed in back, while in front she was still completely covered.
Edith made Barbara look at herself in the full-length mirror. "You're a pretty picture," Edith said. "They're going to love your ass, honey."
Barbara quivered. She wondered who Edith was talking about. How awful it was to be a prisoner like this, to have no control over her fate, to be at the mercy of these horrible people.
In a short time Edith led her downstairs. Bruno was with two men, two well-dressed important-looking men his own age. They all smiled at Barbara. She tried to hold her tears back. She did not want to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry. They were beasts, all of them.
After Edith left, Bruno made Barbara turn around so his friends could see her from the back. The two men guffawed.
"Christ, look at the ass," one of them said.
Bruno felt her ass, his hands squeezing her ass-flesh. His fingers probed her asscrack. Her asshole twitched. She couldn't help it. His finger tickled her shitter and her asshole twitched in response. She was mortified.
Bruno said: "Okay, Harry, whatever you want, she's all yours. At least, you're first."
Harry grinned and rubbed his crotch. "First we get the cheeks a little pink, hey, Bruno?"
"I told you, whatever you want. You want to beat her ass? Go on and do it."
"You've got class, Bruno, you really do. Have you got something?"
Barbara trembled with fear as she watched Bruno hand him a small whip. Small, but enough to hurt.
She had to bend over a chair. Harry's hands moved over her ass. He chuckled as he spread her asscheeks to have a look at her asshole. Then his fingers worked between her cuntlips, pushing inside her cunthole, churning her pussy.
"This is nice stuff, Bruno, really nice. Where'd you find her?"
"What's the difference? Go on and enjoy yourself. I always like my friends to enjoy themselves."
The first crack of the whip caught her by surprise. The stinging pain was more than she could bear. The ball-gag in her mouth made it impossible to cry out. Her body shaking, she squirmed and choked on the gag as he started whipping her ass.
I'm finished, she thought. She would die here. God had forsaken her.
The whip came down again, tearing at her flesh, slashing across the tender skin of her ass. The burning pain was terrible. Her ass felt like it was on fire.
The other two men made jokes about the whipping. They talked about her ass, how round and full it was, how pretty she was in fishnet stockings with her dress pulled up to show her thighs and asscheeks.
Because she was sobbing so much, the gag in her mouth made it difficult for her to breathe. She thought she might suffocate. She might die right there, drown in her own saliva.
The man whipping her was called Harry and the other man was called Steve. So what? she thought, so you know their names. There was nothing she could do to help herself one way or the other.
Steve talked to Bruno about her mouth. He asked Bruno if she was good at sucking cock. Bruno said she was all right, nothing special, but all right. Harry was obviously crazy about her ass. Like the other time with three men. One of them was also crazy about her ass. Oh, God, she thought. She wished she were ugly. Maybe then they wouldn't bother her.
Then Harry finished whipping her ass and Steve had his turn. I'm a toy, she thought. Little Barbara, the toy. They could do with her anything they wanted. Steve wanted her mouth. Talking to Bruno about cock-sucking had turned him on. He wanted her mouth sucking on his prick. Bruno pulled the ball-gag out of her mouth and told Steve to go ahead.
Steve went ahead, all right. In went his cock, his long thick cock fucking into her mouth, sliding all the way in until his cockhead slammed against her tonsils.
She wanted to vomit. He held his cock deep in her throat a moment and then he slowly pulled back. Thank God for that. Another second and she was sure she'd choke to death.
He began fucking her face, ramming his cock against her throat each time he fucked in. Again and again, he pulled out and rammed in. His cock was thick enough to stretch her jaws to the maximum. He fucked her mouth with a steady hard thrusting. His fingers played with her ears, holding them and occasionally moving her head to get a different angle for his cock.
She kept her eyes closed. She did not want to see anything. She did not want to look at him. Nothing in the world counted except the awful feeling of his cock fucking in and out of her gaping mouth.
She felt stuffed. Like one of those pigs with its mouth stuffed with food, a pig on a platter at a feast. She was the pig. She was nothing but a pig stuffed with cockmeat.
Now someone was playing with her asshole. It was probably Harry, the one so crazy about her ass. Her shitter was wide open. All the ass-fucking and enemas, all the abuse her asshole had been getting had made it loose and receptive. Harry had two fingers in her ass and he was telling Bruno how much it felt like a tight cunt.
Steve continued fucking in and out of her mouth. Saliva drooled out of the corners of her lips and ran over her chin. His thick cock slid in and out of a bath of warm spit. She knew that made it nicer for him, but she couldn't help it. How could she control her saliva? She could hear the sound made by his fucking cock as it sloshed in her mouth.
"Christ, what a mouth," Steve said.
Bruno chuckled. "Enjoy yourself."
Steve's balls slapped against her chin. She wondered if he would come in her mouth. Maybe they would both shoot their loads and she'd be rid of them.
She had no such luck. They had other things in store for her.
She remembered the other time, the motel room, Wilbur and his two friends. Now it was three of them again. But this time it was worse. She had a stretched asshole, and she knew a few things. She knew the taste of pain and piss, the cruelties of Edith and Bruno. They're all monsters, she thought. She hated them all.
Maybe this was hell. Maybe she had died and now she was paying for all her sins. She thought about that as Steve continued fucking her face with his cock.
Steve's cock came out of her mouth finally. He hadn't come yet. He rubbed his cockhead over her nose, wiped his prick on her face and laughed at the way she winced.
Then Harry was at her ass again, his hands squeezing her asscheeks, his thumbs massaging her asshole.
She knew what he wanted. She knew all about that now. She could tell by the way he touched her that he intended to fuck her asshole.
In a moment she felt the knob of his prick pushing against her asshole.
She felt so vulnerable. She was completely defenseless, bent over like this with her ass exposed, her asshole ready for his prick. She was bent over like a dog, like a bitch waiting to be mounted.
His cock fucked into her ass. His thick prick stretched her shitter. Her asshole was already loose because of the dildo they'd made her use, and Harry's cock fucked inside her ass without any difficulty. No trouble at all. Now she could take a cock up her ass without any trouble.
She was now a woman with a well-fucked, well-stretched asshole. She was nothing but a slut.
No matter how stretched her asshole was, Harry's cock was still big enough to pack her shitter tight. She sobbed with dismay at the feel of it in there, his huge cock stretching and packing her shit-tube, the way they were degrading her. How awful it was to be exposed and treated like this, to have his cock fucked up her ass while two other men watched. She was so helpless.
Harry laughed as he fucked her ass. His hands held her hips as his balls slapped against her cunt. She was thankful that at least her asshole was clean. The enema Edith had given her had cleaned her out. She was all clean for Bruno's friends. They could fuck her ass without fear of getting her shit on their cocks. Go on, fuck me, she thought, fuck my ass! The lousy bastards, they could all rot in hell.
He was at the short strokes now. He pounded her asshole, each fuck-thrust ramming his cock deep inside her gut. She imaged his prick sliding in there, in and out, his cockhead stretching her shit-tube.
Then he started coming. He jerked against her ass, his hands tightening their grip on her hips. He grunted as he came. She had in her mind an image of his pisshole squirting his jism, his hot spunk jetting inside her ass, deep inside her shitter. She could feel the wetness now, she could feel his jism lubricating her gaping asshole.
As soon as Harry pulled his cock out of her ass, Steve moved in to fill her shithole again.
His cock slid in smoothly, the road greased by Harry's jism. Her shitter was wet and loose and she guessed at this point it felt no different to him than a cunt. But she knew they still got more fun out of fucking her ass. The lousy creeps.
Steve's cock was bigger than Harry's. She could feel the difference. He laughed as he filled her ass with his cockmeat.
"Sweet little ass," he said. "I bet you get a lot of use out of it, eh, Bruno? I bet you never fuck her cunt."
"Never mind," Bruno said. "Just enjoy yourself."
Oh, the lousy fucker, she thought, the way they use me!
Steve's cock fucked into her ass again and again. He had such a big prick. Her asshole felt like it was a mile wide now. His thick cock pushed and pounded her insides. It was like having a telephone pole up her ass, a big fat pole fucking her shitter.
Then it was Steve's turn to come. He began blasting a load of jizz up her ass. It was different than with Harry. Steve kept pumping his prick in her ass, draining his balls, his cock spurting jism each time he slammed it inside. She felt his hairy balls swinging against her cuntlips. Her asshole burned now. Her shitter was stretched wide open and hurting from all the hard fucking.
Steve's prick slid out of her ass. His jism was now mixed with Harry's. She had two loads of spunk in her ass guts. She had spunk dribbling out of her ass and down her thighs. She wanted to shrivel up, she wanted to die from the shame of it.
After that, she had to suck their cocks clean. They each stood in front of her face in turn and shoved their cocks in her mouth. She cleaned their pricks one after the other, the long wet pricks that had just come out of her ass. Their cocks weren't hard - just limp tubes of cock-flesh, like soft sausages sliding in and out of her mouth.
The men chuckled. They made comments about her cock-sucking, about her mouth. Harry said maybe her ass was too loose. He said he liked them tighter. Both Harry and Steve told Bruno how much they liked his hospitality.
Steve was the last to get his cock cleaned by her mouth, and then at the end of it he started pissing.
She was caught by surprise, and in a moment she was choking on his piss.
The men laughed at her. Steve's piss filled her mouth and ran out over her chin.
Then it was Harry's turn. He also pissed in her mouth. She had two cocks pissing in her mouth, one after the other. Harry pissed in her mouth and then he pulled his prick out and pissed on her face.
She wanted to die. I'm nothing, she thought, I've become garbage.
Her head was filled with the smell and taste of hot piss. She was still overwhelmed by it as the men got ready to leave. Harry and Steve shook hands with Bruno as they said good-bye.
God help me, she thought.
When the two men left, Bruno came back to her. He pinched her cheek and smiled and told her she did well. His friends liked her. He wiped her face with a towel.
"Now I need a little attention," he said.
He unbuckled his belt. She watched his pants fall down, then his shorts. He turned around and she had a view of his muscular ass. Her heart pounded as he bent over and moved backwards to get closer to her. He kept moving until his ass was pressed against her face. He wanted her mouth. He wanted her mouth and tongue, and his hairy asshole was the target.
She had to lick his asshole. She lapped her tongue up and down over his shitter. When he told her to get her tongue inside his ass, she knew she had to obey. She stiffened her tongue and slowly fucked it inside his asshole.
He closed his hand around his cock. He pumped his prick while she tongue-fucked his asshole.
Finally he turned around and shoved his prick in her mouth. His hard cock was hot and throbbing between her lips. He fucked her face, sliding his cock in and out of her open mouth.
Then he came. The jism spurted out of his pisshole, over her tongue and down her throat. He fucked his cock in and out as he emptied his balls. His hot spunk foamed in her mouth, globs of jism sliding over her tongue and down her gullet.
"Good girl," he said. "You did okay tonight."
I'm like a dog, she thought.