Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

So this quarantine has obviously been getting to everyone. Going a little stir crazy, I convinced T, my girlfriend of about 5 months, to stay a week with my brother, R, and his fiancée, A.

Let me describe everyone real quick. T is tall, thin and gorgeous, A is stout, curvy and with hugs boobs. Me and my bother are average, neither heavy but not in shape either. We are all in our late twenties.

It was kinda fun, just a change of pace, but still boring and with little to do. Often there were some awkward situations that arise from being in close quarters; their condo is only 3 rooms, not including kitchen and bathroom. A few days in things started when T was sleeping and R was outside. I really had to pee while A was showering and just had to go in. She laughed it off and we carried a conversation for like 10 minutes. Their shower had frosted glass doors so I could see her body silhouette as she washed as we talked. It was so hot. More comfort and boundaries starting to wear away as the days went on. At one point I flipped onto a movie that involved swingers and I thought what if we did that.

I have long thought A was hot and would definitely hit that. And I know R has had crush on T for so long; our families have been friends for many years and she has been gorgeous as long as we could remember.

I decided to try and make this happen, partly out of boredom and just to see if I really could. The vogs were turning.

So late the next night I put a movie on when I knew they would be watching; it had plenty of sex scenes. I suggested we make it a date night and date the others. They seemed a little nervous but shrugged it off since it seemed innocent enough. There were a couple glasses of wine and a smidge of weed and everyone was pretty chill as we watched. R and T were cuddled up under a blanket on one end of the couch, me and A on the other end. I got a little bold and started rubbing A’s waist and side softly and she started rubbing my thigh back. As we got into the steamy scenes, the touching and cuddling intensified. T and R got more close and relaxed and there seemed to be a lot of shuffling under the blanket; I wonder what was going on under there.

As the movie ended there was a long awkward silence of what happens next. There was this shared look of if we were really going to see this through. R said that dates rarely ended right after the movie. We stayed together on the couch as we were for a while, still cuddling, which turned to touching and some making out. I could tell R was loving getting all up on T after all these years; he’d had a huge crush on her. Finally the moment came and the other couple went to the guest room, just across from their bedroom.

Me and A stayed on the couch for a few more minutes before I led her towards their bedroom. She seemed more nervous now, she wouldn’t shut up, rambling on with small talk or other things, almost trying to distract herself from what was happening. As we walked by the guest room, the door was open; he was laying down on the edge of the pulled out daybed and she was already stripped down to only her panties and kneeling on the floor sucking his dick. We went in and I decided to leave the door open since they did. The rooms were parallel and only like 7 feet apart. I figured it might be hot for each couple to hear the other.

We stood next to the bed and she kept gabbing absentmindedly, even as I calmly pulled her shirt over her head and her huge tits just plopped out. I started kissing her and got my hand down the front of her pants and started fingering and she started to stutter and quake. Once I had her stripped I laid her down and once I started kissing at her inner thighs and pussy lips, that shut her up. As I ate her out we could hear some of what was going on in the other room; squeaking of the day bed, periodic moaning and grunting and the gross suctions and slapping of genitals. From the sound of T’s moaning it sounded like he was fucking her in the ass; I could tell.

I hoisted A’s legs up by her head, she looked like a sideways G, and she seemed both shocked and a bit uncomfortable. I held her legs up there by the ankles, with her pelvis up off the bed, so I could tongue her asshole. I love that, and despite my bro telling me she didn’t like that stuff, she seemed to be loving it. She was moaning like crazy as I alternated between both holes. I came up and held her in that position as I started fucking her ass. It was prob a little to hardcore but I wanted to enjoy this while I could. We did it that way for a while then we switched to her on top. It was nice because we could talk and look at each other and I could see those big titties bounce.

Her riding me was the best but I kept hearing sounds of ecstasy from the next room. I flipped her onto her stomach and did her from behind and laid mostly over her so I could look across to the other room. All I saw was one of T’s legs sticking out in the air, looking like he was fucking her in some weird position, her toes kept clenching and stretching. T then let out a long squeal from cumming. Wanting to one up them, I slid out of A and started fucking her ass again, and all you could her were her moans. I won the night, and we all crashed around 1 am.

Come morning, surprisingly, it didn’t feel weird. We decided to continue with the swapped couples for the week and enjoy ourselves under the circumstances. I fucked A in every single room; the kitchen, in the shower, on the toilet, on the couch, in the guest room and in both of our cars. I especially liked fucking her on their bed. Also keep in mind that when I’m fucking my brothers girlfriend of 5 years, his soon to be wife and my sister-in-law in a room, he is usually fucking my girlfriend in another one. All of us have had times where we have walked in on the other couple getting busy and it’s so hot. I walked into the bathroom and all I saw was T’s long sexy legs sticking straight out of the running shower flopping up and down; R obviously having her propped against the shower wall. I watched them while I pissed then left them be. I had at point looked out the window and saw them fucking in his car; he was on top of her in the reclined driver’s seat and her legs stuck straight up and actually braced flat on the car roof. It was weird looking but kinda hot to.

Usually they left the house together to do some minor grocery shopping and fucked while they were out(T would tell me). This time he went out alone for over an hour. T sat on one end of the couch playing with herself while watching me fuck A at the other end. A then took a nap and me and T “cheated” on the swap by sleeping together again in the guest room. We both felt great being together again. A couple more days of reckless sex and we were done. We swapped back, agreed to never talk about it and me and T went home. Not sure how it will affect R & A’s relationship but we had fun.

Early 20's male from Kentucky. I have a recurring fantasy of being seduced while I'm at work. An easy slut in tight clothes comes up to the window. After ordering their food, they whisper in my ear "Find me on your lunch break, behind the dumpsters. You can do anything you want~."

I would spare no desire, fucking her throat until her own drool and vomit is running down her chest. Fucking her filthy cunt and cuming inside, leaving her a rampant bastard to care for. Using her ass and pussy back and forth like a piece of meat before pissing down her ass hole and all over her bruised ass and face. Lastly I would shove my fist deep into her beaten slit, and hoist her worn body into the garbage, leaving her there to drag herself back out.

Never more have I wanted something so desperately. If you know anyone for this job, please contact me immediately.

I have a 21 year old French student staying with me.. who I only took notice of recently after a night out she had. She came home in a state in a tiny short tight fitting dress. Wow. So used to seeing her in her geeky glasses and her hat and overcoat. My cock twitched just looking at her ample shapely ass and her big suckable tits.. I came downstairs around 3.30 am to get a drink and there on my settee drunk and unconscious with her legs open and one large tit hanging out..I was mesmerised. I grabbed my phone from the other room and took some photos..several.. then I attempted to smell that tight French pussy I knelt down mmmmm omg the smell aroused me. A mixture of pissy perfume mmm my cock was sooo hard.. I then stepped into the kitchen outta sight I took a scissors and cut off her thong. I rushed back to the kitchen took out my cock and sniffed her gusset mmmm fucking teen heaven .. I played with my cock hard... suddenly I felt a hand on my cock she squeezed me nod uttered something in French and pulled me to my dining table where he hoisted herself up on and pulled me toward her..she whispered something else but whatever it was I rammed myself into her soft cunt..and there I fucked her in every position there in my dining room whilst my wife and family slept upstairs.. my few final thrusts came as I flipped her onto her knees and held her by her hair and pumped my heavy load into her tight hole ...that was a night I would never forget... and on the day she left us I she give me a little pair of black panties ...she said to me as we said goodbye..for you papa..I often think of her..always makes me hard....true story...

I want to kidnap a pregnant woman and rape all of her hole. I want to humiliate and degrade her. I want her to beg me not to do anything to hurt the unborn child. When i got bored with her i would tie her hands behind her back and hoist her in to the air. I would then lower her on to a slightly sharpened fence post centering it on her ass. As it tore into her ass and penetrated the wall of her colon boring its way up through her body I would use her fat pregnant belly as a punching bag until the top the fence post came out her mouth.

This story contains a rape.

Laura and I have just been to see a fairly unfunny comedy at the movies and are heading back to her parents house as they are out of town. Laura�s parents own a few houses, being fairly well off but this was by far the coziest, it was a little place just out of town near a forestry. It�s pretty much certain that we�re going to have sex tonight, apart from the fact Laura�s been rubbing my leg and looking at me seductively all the way through the film, we always end up having a good night when we come to this place. Laura�s eighteen, two years younger than me and she�s without a doubt one of the most beautiful girls I�ve ever seen. As I drive in through the gates and up to the house Laura points out of the passenger window asking �Chris who are they?� Oddly there�s a van parked up alongside the house with two guys studying the car as we approached. Who are these guys? It�s ten o�clock at night.

We got out the car I shouted over asking them who they are.

�Is Mrs. Payne in?� One of them shouts over.
�No sorry, I�m here daughter� who are you?� she shouts back.

I can�t help but be pissed off as I notice one of the guys giving her the once over, looking quite happy with what he sees. I�m not sure whether she notices this. The one guy who�s shouted over has short dark hair and is around 5ft 10. The other guy, who�s currently looking at Laura, is about the same height but has slightly longer hair, also dark. They�re both pretty good-looking guys, which, to be honest, pisses me off a little more than it might have otherwise.

�I�m Phillip Green, a friend of your fathers from work�, he shouts back, �O don�t worry, if you just tell him I came round?�
They seemed a little odd but Laura nodded and assured them she would all the same, telling them they should be back in two days.

With that both of them start to head back toward the van and we make our way inside. It�s freezing outside, being November, and we�re met with a rush of warm air. That�s what I love about this place, it�s perfect for a winters night.

�I�ll make a coffee�, I shout to Laura as I make my way into the kitchen while she rushes upstairs to use the bathroom.

The smell of fresh coffee starts to fill the kitchen. However, as I make my way toward the living room I notice the van still parked up alongside the house. Just as I�m about to make my way toward the window too see why they�re still hanging around there�s a knock at the door. Looking out of the window I can see it�s the guys we�d just spoken too. With a sigh I turn and head towards the door, really just wanting to be left alone. I hear Laura shouting down to me as I open the door. Then nothing.

Raping The Girlfriend

As my eyes slowly open I can feel a sharp pain in my head. I feel disorientated. What the hells going on? There�s something soft under me. I go to move my hand to rub my head but I�m unable to move, both of my hands having been tied behind my back with rope�. So have my legs. As I open my eyes fully things begin to come into focus. We�re in Laura�s bedroom and to my horror Laura�s lying in the middle of the floor naked apart from a pair of knee high black boots that she hadn�t been wearing before. Laura�s body is hot to say the least, we�ve been together a year and she still drives me crazy. She�s around 5 ft 5, slim, but has amazing curves, big breasts and one hell of an ass. It�s weird but I love how smooth her skin feels, her blue eyes and the way her long dark hair falls down over her shoulders. But now she�s lying naked, making a few futile attempts to move, in the middle of her room. I�m lying on my side on her bed, now wearing only a pair of D&G jeans and boots. As I lower my gaze I can see the one guy standing a few feet away from Laura watching her struggle and the other, Phil coming over too kneel next to her.

�looks like someone�s decided to join the party�, says Phil looking over at me. He continues, �Isn�t she a beautiful little thing. I mean, look at this body�. His finger glide up and down Laura�s back as she lies face down on the floor. He then brushes her hair away from her face running his finger up over her soft lips, to which she turns her head in disgust.

With that he grabs her body and rolls her over, she seems to struggle but doesn�t appear to have much energy, her arms falling to the floor next to her head. Maybe she�s been drugged or they�d knocked her around a bit. The anger building inside me, I know I�m completely powerless to stop them. I can�t escape and even if we shouted no one would hear.

�Look at these breast� Phil carries on, clearly enjoying every inch of her body. He licks his lips as he takes a firm grip on one, massaging it, lowering his head and sucking gently on her nipple. Laura makes a moaning sound in disapproval, although clearly this spurs him on. He raises his head, his eyes following the curvature of her body, resting between her legs, which she has kept closed. He moves down placing both hands between her legs and attempt to open them. When she struggles he slaps her on the face before trying again, this time succeeding, leaving her legs spread apart. Laura makes further murmuring noises, clearly tearful.

�It�s going to be okay baby�, I assure her, even though I know this is a lie.
�And her pussy � it�s so tight�, Phil takes his fingers and starts to rub her pussy. This almost bring tears to my eyes, although while being unbearable, somehow I can feel I�ve got a slight erection. The other guy moves around to Laura head and kneels down, glancing up at me before licking Laura on the cheek. �Tastes good� he taunts.

�O think what these lips could do�, Phil continues, running his index finger over her lips. As she struggles to move her head he takes a firm grip of her face, bends over her and kisses her. He goes at her like a wild animal before pulling up and spitting on her lips, rubbing it in with his other hand. �We�re going to have some fun tonight honey�, the other guy chuckles at this comment, nodding in agreement.

Phil grabs her under the arms instructing her to get up, to which she half heartedly complies. Once she�s on her feet he throws her face first against the mirrored doors of her wardrobe before moving in right behind her. He presses her face up against the glass sneering, �You better be a good girl or you�re boyfriends going to pay�. With that she starts to cry, tears rolling down her face.

�Baby ��
�shut up!�, Phil cuts me off. I stop talking out of fear he might hurt her.

He reaches down and unbuckles his belt while the other guy looks on grinning. Pulling his cock out he starts to rub it up against her toned ass cheeks, asking her if she�s ever taken it up the ass. Spitting on his hand he wets her ass hole, occasionally kissing her neck, to which she shudders in disgust. I can�t believe I�m about to watch my beautiful girlfriend be raped by these guys� and I�m completely powerless to help.

�Nooo��, She moans as he starts to slide his cock into her ass. He slowly pushes it deeper, Laura crying in, what seems, some pain. Phil moves both of his hands down to her ass and starts to pound it harder and harder. �You like that baby� You like you�re boyfriend watching while I pound your ass like a dirty little whore?� Her goes at her ass for another couple of minutes before pulling out and throwing her down on the floor as if she were a piece of meat. She huddles up, violated, on the floor, teary eyed. The other guy approaches her, taking his hand and grabbing her hair, his cock already out. �Lets see what you got�, he says while he runs his cock over her lips. �Remember, no teeth or your boyfriend gets it, now open up�. She refuses, turning her head the other way. However, when she notices Phil making his way over to me she opens her mouth compliantly, allowing him to run his cock around the inside of her mouth.

�Now blow him like a pro or your boyfriend will�, Phil tells her.

She pauses before placing her hands on the guys lap, staring down at his large cock. She slowly moves down, uncertain, before running her tongue along the length of his dick. Seemingly found a little confidence, she moves her hair from her face, looking up at him with her big blue eyes and starts to suck his cock. This makes me rock hard. Phil looking over, noticing my erection, smiles evilly. She starts to push the cock deeper and deeper into her mouth before giving him deep throat. She pushes his cock right to the back of her throat, gagging, while jolting her head up and down. He clearly likes this as he closes his eyes in pleasure saying, �That�s right you dirty little bitch�. Phil moves down to her ass, which he lifts into the air with ease, making it easy to get to her pussy. He starts to rub her pussy before rubbing it with his cock. He slowly slides it in, giving me another satisfied grin. He starts to fuck her doggy style and I�m unable to take in what I�m seeing. My girlfriend is right in front of me, being spit roasted by two other guys.

�You like my big cock up your tight little cunt?�, He asks. To which, to my disbelief, she murmurs �Uh hu�. Even though I knew she was doing this for me, it killed me to hear her say it.

Both of their hands are groping at her naked body. The ones hands gripping her hair with some force, while the others squeezing her waist and breasts. Phil then moves his hands down to her boots, squeezing her calves, creasing the leather over her skin. This clearly turned him on as he started to pound her harder causing the other guys cock to fall out of her mouth. Once again to my disbelief, she went back after it, her tongue licking it up and down like an animal before he forced it back into her.

Phil, then grabbing her by he leg, pulls he back, away from the other guy and onto her back. Grabbing the boot on her right foot he hoists he leg up into the air before pushing his cock back into her pussy. With his hand on her right leg he manages to lift her up slightly from the floor. He then continues to fuck her as though she were an object� a beautiful one at that, with big breasts and a hot body. Fucking her like crazy I�m sure this guy can�t take much more and I�m right. He pulls out, positioning himself over her face while wanking himself off. �No� she protests, feebly trying to push him away. He knocks away her arm, grabbing her face, turning it towards his cock. He squeezes her cheeks so her lips are partly opened and he looks up at his cock helplessly. After a few throbs his cock explodes, smearing her face with his warm cum. She scrunches her face in disgust. After dripping the last of his cum onto her face he opens her mouth and forces it in to clean it off. Dropping her head back onto the floor with a bang he looks up at the other guy and then over to me. The guy approaches me, his cock hard, Laura looking up wiping the cum away from her eyes in horror.

�Your going to watch this�, Phil tells her. �Time to see your boyfriend humiliated�.

Truck stop Girl

During the year after my divorce, I hadn't met many interesting singe men. So, when I got horny and had tired of my toys, I would sometimes go to a truck stop about 12 miles up the highway from me. I felt that it was discreet and that people I knew would not see me there. It was a weekday night and I wanted a quicky in the bunk of some guys truck so that I would be home at a reasonable time to get enough sleep for work the next day. Trucks are cool because they often have sleeping accommodations, they are in the parking lot, and it saves the time of going to a motel. So, I got there around 8pm, sat in a booth and ordered a cup of tea. It wasn't very crowded; but, I noticed three men at another booth. One, who was facing in my direction was smiling and kept looking over at me. It was summer; and, I was wearing a cotton dress that came to mid-thigh and had a scoop neck that showed some cleavage. After about 10 minutes, he came over and asked if I would join them. Since, there were no other opportunities, I agreed. We introduced ourselves; the pickup artist said his name was Paul, the others were John and Mike. Paul and John were in their 30s and Mike was 50ish with a greying beard. The empty seat in their booth was next to Mike. They said they were local truck drivers and had stopped there for dinner. Mike apparently owned several trucks and Paul and John drove for him. When I finished my tea, they offered to buy another; and, I excused myself to go to the restroom.

Sitting in the restroom, I thought about what might happen. One or two of them might leave me with the third, or maybe all three would stay. I knew that men are competitive and try to outdo each other; so, things could get wild. In the end, I decided to see what happened and stuffed my panties in my purse. My tea was waiting when I returned to the table and we chatted more. They asked me if I had ever ridden in a semi truck; and, I said no. Obviously, I had seen them on the highway and even flashed the driver a few times. Eventually, John said that his cab was in the parking lot and asked if I'd like to see it. I said sure, and we all went to the lot. John got in the drivers seat, Paul ushered me into the sleeper behind him, and Mike got in the passenger seat. John began showing me the array of controls and his computer mounted on the center console. Paul was behind me nudging me closer to the center console. John claimed that he could get everything on his computer. He punched some keys and brought up a sex video. Paul asked if I ever watched porn and I admitted that I did. Paul was right up against me softly caressing my hip and waist with his hand. He began kissing my neck and behind my ears, which always turns me on. When I didn't resist, he got more aggressive and was feeling my boobs on the outside of my dress. John was taking it all in and reached back under my dress and discovered my bare pussy. He said, "I think she wants to party". As Paul pulled me back onto the bunk, Mike got out of the truck saying that he'd meet us at the farm. Paul was kissing me and had his hand under my dress fingering my pussy. He kept me busy as John pulled out of the truck stop and got on the highway. I hadn't planned on this happening; but, it was too late to resist. Paul took my dress off and began fucking me while we drove to the farm. I had no idea where we were or what direction he drove in. It took maybe 25 minutes to get there and John drove the truck into a barn. Mike closed the door behind us.

Paul and Mike pulled me out of the cab naked; and Mike tied a rope around my wrists and led me to a spot where a rope hung from the ceiling with a hook on its end. He hooked it to my wrists and lifted me until my feet were just off the ground. The barn was illuminated by the headlights from the truck. Mike noticed Paul's cum running down my leg; and called me a slut, saying that they were going to have a good time with me. Then MIke pulled his belt off, doubled it over, and began whipping my ass with it. I tried to avoid the belt but couldn't get away from it. Each whack made a loud slapping sound and stung. As Mike was warming my ass, John picked up some straw and began poking me with the sharp end. He worked on my boobs, then my pussy, and my ass when Mike started on my stomach, thighs, and boobs. The straw left an itching sensation. When Mike whipped those spots the itching stopped but then returned as the sting wore off. It was driving me crazy and I welcomed the next lash. Mike smacked my pussy with his belt and heard a wet thwack. I was actually getting wet. Paul pulled his belt off and worked my back and ass as Mike continued on my boobs. John would stick me in between lashes. Next, they tied my ankles and hoisted me upside down so that my head was waist high. They fucked my face until each had cum in my mouth. As I sucked one,the other two would be either slapping my boobs or jam their fingers into my pussy. I learned something about myself that night. The pain and rough treatment got me aroused and wanting more. Especially, when they attacked my boobs and pussy. After the last one had cum, they took me down, laid me on some bales of hay and fucked me to several screaming orgasms.

By then, it was starting to get light outside and John and Paul put me back in the truck on the bunk and drove me to a dirt road near the truck stop. They gave me my clothes and purse and told me what direction to walk in. Then, they drove off. I walked on shaky legs maybe a half mile to the truck stop, got in my car, and drove home. I was too messed up and exhausted to go inside the truck stop.

To be continued :)