Chapter 7
The poker game continued. One of them would taunt her occasionally; make a joke about her as she served them. Sometimes they put their hands on her. They squeezed her tits, pinched her nipples, ran a hand between her legs to fondle her pussy. One after the other, they fucked their fingers inside her cunthole and laughed at the way she squirmed.
Sam was the first to play with her ass. He fondled her asscheeks and kept his eyes on her face while he did it. She blushed when he fucked a finger inside her asshole. There was nothing she could do about it. She had to stand there silently, without moving, while he probed her body.
His finger still in her ass, Sam looked at Bruno. "Well, it's a nice ante, Bruno. I like her ass."
Bruno looked pleased. "I thought you would, Sam."
"I was worried maybe you'd put your mother up."
Bruno's smile faded. "Come on, Sam, knock it off."
Sam nodded. "Okay, let's play poker. Let's see who gets to take home the bunny."
So that was it! She understood now. They were playing for her, she was the big stake. The winner would get her. She wondered for how long. Would she be leaving Bruno and Edith? She wouldn't mind that. Edith was horrible.
For the next two hours, she continued to serve them liquor and cigars, continued to get her tits and pussy and ass bruised by their hands. Her asscheeks were marked by their fingers. Sometimes they were cruel when they pinched her. They wanted to hurt her.
After a while they took a break from the poker game in order to play with her. Bruno made her bend over. He stuck a long cigar in her asshole and lit it. They all laughed when he told her to puff on the cigar with her ass. She couldn't do it. She didn't think it was possible. They made her stay like that, bent over with her hands on her knees, a long cigar sticking out of her ass. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't draw on the cigar with her asshole, she couldn't puff it. Bruno said if she couldn't do it with her asshole, maybe she could do it with her mouth.
He pulled the cigar out of her ass, made her puff it with her mouth, and then he shoved the cigar back up her ass. After that she had to do it, herself. It was the first time she'd ever smoked a cigar. No matter how much she tried to avoid inhaling it, some of the smoke went down into her lungs. They laughed when she coughed. Then they would stop laughing as they watched her stick the cigar up her ass. She could tell that excited them. The bastards. She deliberately teased them. She took a long time fucking the cigar inside her shithole. She showed them how she could take almost the whole length of it, almost everything down to the ash. Then she pulled it out slowly, showing them how her asshole sucked on it.
"Jesus Christ," one of them said.
After they tired of that game, Bruno told her to get down under the table and suck their cocks. They all hauled their cocks out of their pants, and when she was under the table she found herself surrounded by four hard pricks. Watching her play with the cigar had turned them on. She chose one cock at random and went to work on it. It wasn't so bad. At least, when she sucked a prick she wasn't getting hurt and she was in control of what she was doing. She could go slow or fast, she could lick or suck and sometimes it felt good to have her mouth filled with warm cock-flesh.
Things had certainly changed. It seemed like a million years ago that she hated cock-sucking. She never thought about hating it any more. She never thought about hating any of the things she did. Thinking only made her troubles worse.
The first man came off in her mouth without any warning. Not even a grunt. The jism suddenly came gushing out of his pisshole, then a few more spurts over her tongue and she had his load. She kept his jism in her mouth, rolled it over her teeth before swallowing it down. Then she lapped his cock clean and moved on to the next one.
This cock was short and thick, and it was fun to suck it. She could get the whole thing in her mouth, every inch down to the root. She wasn't sure which of the men it was. It certainly wasn't Bruno. In any case, it didn't matter who it was. All she had to deal with was his cock. She could forget about the man and concentrate on his prick. She munched on his cockmeat, pulling his prick with her lips. She worked on the full length of his cock until she felt he was about to come, and then she pulled back to suck his cockhead. He squirmed as he came. She counted four spurts of jism on her tongue. His spunk was a little too watery for her. She liked jizz better when it was thick.
She sucked Bruno next. His big cock throbbed in her mouth. She worked her lips up and down his prick just below his cockhead. That was the quickest way to bring him off, and it wasn't long before he shot his load down her throat. She kept the tip of his prick in her mouth after he finished because she thought maybe he would piss. He usually did that after she sucked him off. But this time he wasn't interested. Maybe because his friends were there. She didn't care. She could do without his piss. She hated his guts.
Sam was the last. He had a long thick cock with a fat cockhead, and he took the longest to come. She pulled a heavy load of spunk out of his balls. Thick and tasty. By the time she finished with him, she had sore lips.
When she came out from under the table, Bruno had her serve another round of drinks. She was hoping they'd get back to playing poker and leave her alone. Instead, Bruno began talking about her again, telling them how talented she was, how much she liked to be punished.
She wanted to tell them it wasn't true. She wanted to tell them she hated it. But she kept quiet out of fear it would make things worse for her.
"What does she do besides suck and fuck?" Sam said.
Bruno smirked. "Whatever you want."
"Like what?"
"Anything, You want to piss in her mouth? You can do that too."
The other men chuckled. Sam said: "We'll find out about that later. Let's have some more entertainment. I'd like to see her fuck herself with a cucumber. Have you got a cucumber in the house?"
They all thought it was a great idea. Bruno went to the kitchen and came back with a big cucumber, a good ten inches long, like a huge cock.
They made her sit in an easy chair with her legs over the arms. She had to lick and suck one end of the cuke to get it wet. Then she slowly fucked it inside her gaping cunt.
It felt like a huge cock fucking her pussy. After a while she closed her eyes and pretended she was somewhere else. She pretended she was back in her apartment, alone and no longer a captive. She fucked the cuke in and out of her cunt and before long she was lubricated enough so the stretching of her cunt-channel was beginning to feel good.
Then she realized where she was. Once more she was overwhelmed with humiliation, with shame at the way she was displaying herself. What she was doing now would have been unthinkable to her a month ago. Here she was exhibiting herself to four men. Her clit was stiff. Each time she pulled the cucumber out, she angled it to get it rasping against her clit. She suddenly came. Her legs trembled and her ass squirmed as the orgasm ripped through her pussy. It was unexpected and unwanted. She hated showing him she was getting pleasure from the cucumber. But she couldn't help it. Her cunt had a mind of its own. Her cunthole gripped and sucked on the cucumber even after she stopped moving it.
"Well, she had her jollies," one of them said.
"You can tell she likes cock."
"At least her cunt does."
"What about her ass?"
"You think she can take that thing up her ass?"
"Sure she can."
"I don't believe it."
"Any bets?"
"The whole cuke. She's got to take the whole fucking cuke up her ass."
They agreed on their bets. Then Bruno went out and brought back some Vaseline. He handed the jar of Vaseline to her and told her to grease the cucumber.
"Don't make me lose any money,'' he warned. "Get the fucking cucumber up your ass."
The men watched her as she coated the cucumber with Vaseline. She wondered if it would be easier to take the cucumber if she were on her hands and knees, but she decided to do it this way. She wanted to look in their eyes while she did it. The lousy bastards. It was awful to make a woman do this. Make her shove a cucumber up her own asshole. So what, she thought. You've had cocks and dildos in there. What difference does it make?
She teased them. It was the only power she had over them. She had their full attention, and as long as she was teasing them she felt she had some control. This was much better than walking around in chains and getting whipped.
She rubbed the end of the greased cucumber around her asshole. She had her knees pulled all the way back to her tits and they could see everything they wanted to see. She teased her asshole with the cucumber, teased her asshole and the men at the same time. She could see how turned on they were. She could see it in their eyes. They were excited by her ass. Maybe they never got to fuck their wives in the ass. Most men she knew had a hunger for it. They loved fucking a woman in the ass. They talked about how tight and hot it was. The bastards. They ought to try it from the other end. They ought to try a cucumber like this up their own asses and see how they liked it.
She pressed the tip of the cucumber against her asshole now. At least she had some control of things. She pushed out as though she were taking a shit and her asshole opened like a little mouth. While keeping her shitter pushed out, she slowly fucked the end of the cucumber inside her asshole.
One of the men cursed, another muttered something. They were excited. Their eyes glittered with lust. Watching her push the cucumber inside her ass made them sweat with desire.
Slowly, ever so slowly, she fucked the cucumber inch by inch inside her shit-tube. The cuke was as thick as her wrist and the ring of her asshole was stretched to the maximum around its thickness. She felt no pain, at least not from the stretching. She never felt that kind of pain in her ass anymore. Her asshole was too loose. But the cucumber was very long and much firmer than a cock. She soon felt it deep in her bowels. It seemed halfway up her throat. She could feel nothing in the lower part of her body except this huge object penetrating her asshole. She was thankful it was her own hand doing the pushing. If someone else were pushing the cucumber, she was sure they might kill her. At least this way she could avoid really hurting herself.
This was the first time in her life she'd ever fucked her own ass. She sometimes played with her asshole when she finger-fucked her cunt, but she'd never done anything like this. She'd never had more than her own finger in her ass. She decided it wasn't half bad. It was nice. The feeling of deep penetration was a turn-on.
She still had about a third of the cucumber to go. The men were urging her to take the whole thing. Even those who had bet she couldn't do it now wanted to see her take it. She kept pushing it inside her ass. Her asshole now felt so huge. She didn't care about them anymore. Let them look. She'd had four loads of jism out of them. All that spunk in her stomach, all the cockmeat in her mouth. Oh, God, the cucumber felt enormous. She had an urge to shit. Maybe what she ought to do was pull the cucumber out and shit right there in front of them. Let them watch the turds come out of her asshole. Edith had already done that to her. She knew all about Edith's asshole. Edith had made her watch while she shit and then she had to clean Edith's ass with her tongue. Edith said a tongue was always better than paper.
Oh, God, she had it all now! She had the whole cucumber up her ass, nothing but the end sticking out. She had the whole fucking cuke in her shitter!
The men joked and laughed and paid their bets off. Then they watched as she shit the cucumber out of her ass. It was awful. This time she felt terribly humiliated. She had teased them going in, but shitting it out like this was embarrassing. How easily her ass could take the cuke!
And it came out just as easily, hardly any strain. She was thankful that at least it came out clean. She held it in her hand, breathing heavily, her gaping asshole twitching as it slowly closed.
Without any warning, she had an orgasm. The second time. This time from what she had done to her ass. She closed her eyes and shuddered until it was finished. The men taunted her about it, but she didn't care. She didn't care about anything anymore.
After that the men went back to playing poker. She served them drinks, emptied the ashtrays and lit their cigars. They left her alone. They were serious about the game now and she was thankful for it. She needed a rest. Her asshole felt a mile wide, bigger than ever before. It wasn't that unpleasant. She found herself wishing she could be in a room somewhere with the cucumber. Alone with the cuke and a jar of Vaseline. She'd give her ass a real workout. You're a slut, she thought. She didn't care. The more she thought about the cucumber, the more she wanted it up her ass again. Next time she would have more than one orgasm while she was doing it.
The poker game finally ended and it was Sam who won. He won the poker game, and he won her also. He would take Barbara home with him. She now belonged to Sam. But the men insisted on a last bit of entertainment. She would get to rim Sam's asshole while the others watched. It was actually Sam's idea. He said he'd find out immediately how good a slave she was. He smiled at her with such derision, she quivered.
Sam went to an easy chair. He was matter-of-fact about it. He had no modesty in front of his friends. He unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and shorts, and knelt on the chair with his ass in the air.
Bruno pushed Barbara up to Sam's ass. She crouched behind him. She put her hands on his hips, ran her hand down his hips and thighs and up over his asscheeks. She pried his asscheeks apart and stared at his hairy asshole.
She was nothing but a slave about to suck the ass of a stranger. Don't fight it, she thought. There was nothing she could do except be obedient. Bruno would beat her mercilessly if she refused.
She began licking up and down Sam's ass-crack. If she couldn't refuse to do it, at least she could get even with him by making him love it.
She licked up and down his ass, from the top of the crack down to his dangling ball-bag. Then she slowly zeroed in on his asshole.
He had a pouting asshole with a lot of hair around it. She worked her tongue over the ring of muscle, deliberately tickling him with light touches. She heard him grunt. It was working. She was getting him excited. The other men were chuckling and making cracks about her, about Sam's ass. She didn't care. She stiffened her tongue and fucked it inside Sam's hot asshole.
He squirmed his hips and pushed his ass back at her mouth. She slowly fucked as much of her tongue as possible inside his ass. She plastered her lips against his puckered asshole and began tongue-fucking his shitter, slithering her tongue in and out. At the same time, she sucked at the muscular ring of his asshole.
The men urged her on. She felt someone's hands on her ass, fingers pulling at her cuntlips and tickling her asshole. It felt like Bruno. She didn't care who it was. She was too absorbed in Sam's ass. It seemed so crazy to be sucking a man's ass when she hardly knew him. She didn't know him at all. He was a complete stranger. And later on she'd have to go home with him.
Sam's ass was pulling at her tongue now. She wondered how he could do that. Edith was never able to do it that way. Bruno never tried. She never got to suck Bruno's ass that much. It was Bruno's mother who was the terrible one.
Sam had a talented asshole. It was cute, the way his asshole pulled at her tongue like it was hungry.
After a few minutes, Sam made her stop. She could tell by his flushed face how turned on he was. What he wanted now was to get her alone. He'll fuck my brains out, she thought. She quivered as she wondered what he might do with her. Maybe he'd be even worse than Edith and Bruno.
Bruno made her say good-bye to his mother before she left. Edith insisted on getting serviced before Barbara went with Sam, and Bruno had to agree. Edith took Barbara to her bedroom. The older woman taunted her about Sam. She said Sam would give Barbara a real workout. Then she made Barbara eat her cunt and ass for the last time.
"Do to me what you did to Sam," Edith said. "Stick your tongue up my ass."
She slapped Barbara around out of sheer malevolence. Barbara hated the old woman. But she had to suck her ass. The quicker she brought the bitch off, the sooner she'd be rid of her. She nibbled and sucked Edith's asshole until the old woman had a climax. At the end, Edith fucked her own cunt with her own fingers. Then she turned around and made Barbara take a mouthful of hot piss. It was the last time. Barbara was thankful she'd never have to service Edith again.
At last it was time to leave. She was dressed and ready to go. Sam held her hand at the door as if she were his girlfriend. They said good-bye to Bruno and the others and walked out.