Chapter 8
Karen steadied herself, suddenly mustering all the suction she could. Jack let out a groan, tensing his thighs and fucking his prick back in as hard as he could. He bounced the knob of his cock off the roof of her mouth, sticking his prick back until the meaty cockhead was pressing against her throat. Karen sighed. She sucked again, almost as hard as before while the stud's balls rubbed and pressed against her chin. Jack was almost whimpering, making small animal sounds while the girl worked her tongue around and around his cock.
"Man, oh man!"
Jack regained some control of himself, pulling his prick back.
"Shit, it'd be easy as pie to cum in this one's mouth," he groaned, wrapping his fingers tightly around his prick to keep the cum from spurting out.
"Yeah? Gonna nibble on somethin' of that slut's right now then," Greig said, pushing his buddy to one side.
Karen swallowed again, her eyes following Greig as he knelt down in front of her. He moved his face to her cunt, holding her legs apart while dropping down a little farther. Karen groaned. She closed her eyes, feeling his breath rustling through her cunt hairs. He was going to eat her the way she'd eaten Jack. Karen knew that as she felt his fingers pressing into her soft thigh muscles. He was spreading her legs apart a little more. And then she felt him sticking his tongue into the hot, little cunt slit.
"Oooooooo!"
Karen tensed her arms, tugging at the chains while her body went into spasms at that light, feathery touch. She kept moaning out her rising sexual need as his tongue drew back and up to stroke her swollen clit. How she wanted to have someone fuck her now. She couldn't bear to wait longer. But Greig was enjoying this teasing, knowing it was pure hell for the hot little girl. He slipped his tongue out, then down along her taint, leaving a trail of spit as far as her asshole.
"Uhhhhhh!"
"Man, she's goin' nuts!" Jack commented, his prick having gone down from its iron-hard tension of a few minutes earlier.
"Yeah, she's beggin' for it. Felt the little bitch humpin' against my face a little while ago. Man, she'd love to have a cock up her slit now."
Karen had thrown her modesty aside long ago, it seemed. Greig was right. She wanted a cock inside her, fucking around in her cunt, driving her up the wall! The thought took her breath away. Her fingers curled, the nails biting into her dampened palms while her legs stretched even wider apart to accommodate the cunt-licking stud.
Greig was going a little wild now. He had her right inner cunt lip in his teeth. He tugged at it, pulling it around as if he were a maddened dog. Karen winced, snapping her head back while letting out a cry. At first it hurt. She moaned again, terrified he was going to tear her pussy apart. But then the tugging seemed to do something to her surrounding nerve endings. In a moment, she was jerking her ass around, bending forward, silently begging for more of the same kind of tension.
"Man, go for it, buddy. Come on, make that little slut beg for it," Jack whispered.
Karen saw the room spin as she jerked wildly at the restraining chains. She could feel Greig's heavy breathing on her pussy. Then he was moving back down again, his fingers tracing the outward curves of her asscheeks, then her thighs. It was maddening, this light, teasing touch. Again Karen twisted around halfway in her chains, tugging at the cuffs imprisoning her wrists. Her legs dragged over the floor.
"Oh yeah, man, she's got one nice-tastin' pussy! Yeahhh, real nice and hot. Man, she'd fry up my dick if I fucked her now."
Greig went back to his tonguing, drawing choked whimpers from the frantic girl. He ran the tip of his tongue along her cuntlips and taint and asshole. Karen cried out in wild delight, jerking from side to side, her breaths becoming gasps and whimpers. Then he stiffened his tongue, fucking his tongue in as far as he could while grinding his teeth up against her clit. Karen thought she would surely come unglued at that touch. She whimpered and moaned, her cunt muscles clenching down on his tongue, trying to draw it in deeper while all the time he was toying with her outer pussy lips with his fingers.
"Hurhhrhrhhrrrrrr!"
Karen felt like a wild animal, a beast out of control while Greig kept on chewing on her cunt. The he pulled back, sliding down farther and around. When his tongue started sticking hard against her asshole, Karen let out a heartrending wail.
"Uhhhhhh, fuck!"
"Little girl's gettin' outta hand, buddy. She's usin' all kinds of dirty talk while you're fuckin' her out with your tongue."
"Yeah, but, man, I can't stop," Greig said, rubbing the back of one hand over his lips. "She's got one hell of a body. I wanna lick her all over, man, drag my tongue all over her."
Greig did just that, slicking his tongue and lips over her ass, then drawing his tongue around up her ass crack until he was tonguing her shitter again. Karen clenched her eyes shut, feeling her cunt muscles cramp down on thin air. Sharp, stinging spasms ripped through her young pussy while that tongue was slicking around the wrinkled flesh of her puckered asshole. She felt his hands gripping her hipbones while he chewed out her shitter. Karen wanted to cry out how badly her pussy needed something inside to ease the painful pressure. But she chewed down on her lower lip, fighting down the scream building in her throat.
"Whew, that's enough for now," Greig said, drawing himself out from under the moaning girl. "A little more and I was gonna shoot all over myself." Greig stood up a little shakily.
"Yeah, same with me. Don't wanna lose it all when we're gonna put this little bitch through her paces."
"Yeah, that's a good one ... her paces," Greig agreed, snickering at Karen.
She rolled up her eyes, staring at the two men blankly. How her cunt ached and throbbed now, the swollen pussy lips rubbing against one another. Her clit had long ago popped to the surface, throbbing and hard, demanding satisfaction. And all they were doing was laughing at her!
"Doc ain't here yet. She's a little late," Jack said after a moment's pause, glancing down at his wrist watch.
"Yeah, she said to prime up the little bitch. Let's keep primin'," Greig answered, a little calmer now.
"Oh yes, yes," Karen agreed, excitement building in her voice.
The men grinned at one another, then began working on Karen all over again.
The two worked together this time, Jack feeding Karen his husky cock while Greig rested on his belly, slipping his tongue into her cunt and eating for all he was worth. Karen thought she was in heaven, the touch of that tongue against her clit again and again driving her wild. And Jack's cock was making her cheeks puff out all the time, his balls rubbing up against her front teeth. The chains above her rattled, the cuffs pulling harder on her wrists as the two men battled over the helpless little blonde teen.
"Hey, come on, let's see if the bitch knows how to handle herself like a toilet," Jack suddenly suggested, pulling his prick out of her mouth. "She's everything else, man. She can't get enough cock meat. Let's see if she can take everything a cock can give."
"Aw, come on. Jesus Christ," Greig protested, pulling several cunt hairs out from between his teeth. "She's good 'n' primed up now for my mouth. She's gonna lose it all when I pull back."
"Hey, man. Come on, this is gonna be good. Guaranteed, guaranteed!"
Greig cast a reluctant eye at Karen's hot pussy, then shrugged, pulling away from the panting blonde teen.
"Noooooo!" Karen yelled.
Karen felt suddenly abandoned as the two men stood up. Jack reached down, opening the cuffs with a small key and sliding his hands under her. She stood up shakily, her cunt so hot she could barely walk. Both men helped her across the room, Greig pulling her shift off and tossing it to the ground like a rag as they approached an old-fashioned white porcelain tub. A bright silver pipe led from the lower drain to one in the floor. It looked terribly out of place standing there in the middle of this dreadful room. Karen eyed the object, then turned around and stared questioningly at the two men.
"Get in," Jack commanded.
"What?"
"I said get in ... get in or we'll push you in. Wanna crack your skull wide open? The Doc wouldn't mind all that much. She's got enough cunts around here to keep her happy."
Karen shivered, climbing awkwardly into the tub, feeling her cunt go soft from terror. The hot thrills that had plagued her pussy before were gone, replaced by a growing fear that something disgustingly awful was about to happen.
"I got a load, you know? But it's not just cum down here," Greig said, looking meaningfully at his buddy.
"Yeah, same thing. Man, I ain't pissed in a long time. Not since we went down to pick up this little slut in her cell."
"Toilet's all the way down the hall," Greig said thoughtfully, his eyes looking down at the cringing Karen.
"What are you saying?" she hissed.
"Gonna use you, baby. Can't think of a better way to unload except in your fuckin' face."
Karen drew back, her arms crossing over her chest. The cold porcelain of the tub bit at her full, supple asscheeks, goose bumps breaking out all over her flesh. Stretching one marked hand behind her, Karen looked wildly around, unsure she had heard the awful words pronounced by Greig. Were they going to piss on her? The thought brought a sour taste to her mouth. She could have vomited at the thought.
"Okay," Jack said, ready now.
That simple word made her spin around again, gripping the curled edges of the turn-of-the-century white tub and stare up. Both men had taken their dicks from their trousers, holding their cocks around their fat prick heads. Karen shrank back again, her spine curling against the rear of the tub. She could feel her scalp crawling under her hair as she watched one, then two yellowish drops appear at the head of Jack's cock.
"No, no! This is sick! This is awful. If Doctor While finds out she'll ... she'll ..."
"She ain't gonna do nothin'."
Jack climbed into the tub, his booted feet straddling the horrified girl. Greig watched, rubbing his thumb under his own double-lobed cockhead. Karen clenched her fists together, begging Jack not to do it. He only laughed, bending his knees slightly while flexing his ass through his tight-fitting trousers.
"Uhhhhhh!" she groaned.
Karen shivered visibly, her eyes closing while her lower jaw slackened. A groan of disgust erupted from her as the yellowish stream cascaded from his cockhead and spattered onto her belly. Karen felt her stomach muscles contract, stiffen at that disgusting touch. She scooted back a little, her naked legs dragging over the warming porcelain. Jack laughed above her, bending his knees a little more and working his cockhead with his forefinger and thumb.
The stream broadened in intensity, moving up from her stomach up toward her tits. Karen turned her head away, feeling several stinging drops splashing up against her face.
"That's right, man, that's the thing to do. Piss on that little bitch. Use her like a toilet!"
Karen closed her eyes and took deep, tit-raising breaths. With each puffing breath, her tits rose and slapped lightly together. What was more surprising was the way her clit was twitching. At first slipping down because of her mounting fear while climbing into the tub, now the tiny clit was getting hard again, drawing more and more energy from her.
Jack was moving the stream of piss up now, striking first one tit, then the other. Karen jerked forward, then slammed her spine back against the hard porcelain. Her knees jerked wide apart while her ankles banged against the sides of the tub. She could hear the tinkling sound of the piss trickling down the forward drain.
"Nooooo!" Karen yelled.
The stream rose, moving up to her chin. A pulse leaped in her throat. The smell was spreading like a thick horrid fog. A terrible warmth from his piss spread all over her.
"Yeah, take it, baby, take it, take my piss all over you," Jack said.
And, in spite of this dreadful act, Karen felt her cunt tightening again, the fuck juices spilling out and slicking her thighs.
"Nooo, nooooo!"
Karen fought back, covering her face with both hands, then twisting half around and trying to climb up the slick sides of the tub. Jack turned around, spraying the last of his piss on the porcelain and making it too slippery for her to grab onto. The girl slid back, her ass hitting the tub base hard while one hand banged against the rolled edge.
"Uhhhhhh!"
"You're gonna kill yourself, baby, you keep foolin' around like that," Jack said, shaking off the last drop of piss.
"My turn, man. I'm gonna really lay it on this broad. She's gonna knew she's been pissed on by ol' Greig," the young stud groaned.
Jack stepped from the area, tucking his prick back in his trousers. It was Greig's turn at Karen now. Greig slipped off his boots, unbuckling his white uniform pants and sliding them one leg off at a time over his ankles.
"Come on, baby, come on closer to me," Greig said, curling one finger around.
Karen felt terror gripping her heart like a set of icy fingers. What could she do? Blinking, the girl slid forward, shuddering when she felt her legs and thighs greasing over Jack's piss. She stopped, her bare feet a few inches from Greig's. Looking up, the girl watched as he thumbed his prick, then bent his knees much as his buddy had.
"Oh nooooo ..."
The piss started. Karen grunted, feeling the hot stinging spray along her tit tips, down to her pussy, then back up to her chin. He was toying with her, directing the stream along her upper lip, then around to her ears, moving back to her nose. Karen choked, jerking her head away while covering her mouth again. She could feel the bile rising up to her throat. She was gagging, terrified of disgracing herself by throwing up in front of these demons.
"Uhhhhhh ..."
"Get up, baby, get up," Greig said, bending down and grabbing a fistful of her hair.
"Uhhhh, no, no, get away from me, get ... get away!"
Karen kicked both feet up, hitting Greig hard on the right thigh. She had just missed striking his balls. The big stud muttered something, slapping her hard across the face. The force of the blow knocked Karen back hard against the tub, nearly cracking her skull.
"Nooooo!"
"Gonna teach this bitch somethin' ... she can't fuck around with guys like us, or she's gonna pay ... and in spades!"
Karen shook herself back to reality, staring up at the big stud. She could hear his stomach gurgling. He belched. Greig moved up, bending his knees, squatting over her. The girl slid down a little farther, her eyes wide with horror. Again she heard him belch, and then fart! There was an awful smell, an odor that took her breath away. The teen drew one hand over her nose, smelling her own perspiration.
"Jesus Christ, man, you're really gonna give the bitch the treatment, uh?"
"Yeah, just what she needs!"
Greig braced both palms on the tub's sides to keep from slipping on the yellow piss coating the base of the tub. Karen felt her bare feet sliding along the drain, wetting down even more with piss. She watched the hair wiggling around just under his ass crease. She smelled him again her stomach tightening, turning around. She knew what was about to happen.
"No, no!"
Anger and fear swelled in her as she watched his face tighten, then grow slack. His belly muscles were working as the first of the brown pieces of shit fell, spattering on her thighs.
"Ughhhh ... no, no, no, oh God, dear God, get me outta here!"
Karen squealed as more long, thick turds slipped from Greig's widening asshole, dropping onto her thighs and legs. The reverberations of this horrid act echoed deep in her stomach. She opened her thighs wider, feeling the shit slicking down closer to her pussy. It was awful! This had to be the ultimate degradation. And yet there was something deep inside her that was actually responding to this. Karen looked up at Greig in horror, her face a mask of disgust and excitement as the last of his shit fell from his asshole.
"Bitch," he grunted.
As the last of his shit left, he slapped his cock, wheeling around and flinging himself on her. Karen screamed, feeling more like an animal than she had ever felt before. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she kicked him hard with her heels. She rocked back and forth as her ass slid on the shit and piss. The odor, Karen guessed, was enough to make anyone else sick. But she wasn't sick. They thrashed about, covering the lower walls of the tub with the putrid mixture of piss and shit.
"Jesus Christ!" Jack turned away, covering his mouth as Greig shot stream after stream of his hot jizz all over the girl's belly.
"Man, get cleaned up ... the two of you. I don't think ol' Martha's gonna dig seein' her place messed up like this," Jack said, wrinkling his nose as Greig climbed from the tub. Karen leaned back, wondering what new depths she would sink to before this was over.