Chapter 5
All good things must come to an end and so it was for her trio of hard
cocks. Once more they bathed her insides with a goodly amount of hot sperm and
then took their leave pleading that they had a previous engagement to attend.
However the fun was just beginning. Another threesome replaced the Deemen and
these lads were just as well hung, and even meaner than their predecessors.
Emily discovered this immediately as the table was cranked into a new
arrangement that resulted in her head lolling almost perpendicular to the floor,
while her lower torso was split as wide as possible. Then she felt this enormous
pressure as something huge was slowly forced deep into her sperm sodden slot.
Unfortunately for her she could not articulate her discomfort since a long
length of gristle was blocking her throat quite effectively.
Emily would have been somewhat amazed and perhaps even proud at what her
gaping maw had just swallowed. Her sore, tired cunt was now stretched with a
hard rubber dildo nearly a foot long and a good eight inches around. Naturally
having her cunt stretched to this width forced a narrowing of her asshole, thus
making it most painful in spite of the numbing lubricant when it was breached by
one of these large cocks that were now pummeling her pudgy body. Her eyes bulged
as inch after inch of thick manmeat was forced into her tightened asshole. This
was not a pleasant experience, but she was too busy trying to get some air into
her burning lungs to do much complaining. It seemed like an eternity before this
monster departed, leaving her flaming asshole gaping obscenely, and oozing the
remnants of all the previous loads of cum that had been hosed into her. Those
watching on closed circuit television were given a view of Emily Landers'
asshole that was utterly amazing. Things got even more interesting and more
humiliating shortly thereafter.
The thoroughly exhausted, fat, middle-aged woman was then given an
enema, a rather large enema that if anything increased her overstuffed girth
somewhat. As bad as that felt, things got worse when a butt plug was jammed into
her winking brown eye, blocking any opportunity for the contents, that had
recently filled the red rubber bag to the point that it bulged, escaping from
her lower intestines. She was freed from the straps holding her to the table and
forced to waddle towards the toilet located at the other end of the large room.
As she made slow progress towards her destination, her companions took
advantage of her vulnerability, slapping her broad bottom with sharp open-handed
blows and mauling her pillowy breasts and yanking the nipples until she cried
from the pain. The session had now taken on a decidedly dark phase, which struck
a note of terror into the woman. She started to wonder what was to become of
her. Would this sex session now turn into a torture session? That made her
tremble as her mind began to produce images of her tormented body being cut,
burned, and torn by her tormentors.
Emily found herself squatting over the toilet, her cunt feeling as if a
tree trunk were stretching it to well beyond its limit of elasticity, and that
hideous bung blocking her from ridding her intestines of the load of water that
was now roiling about, pressing uniformly on every square inch of that tough,
but weakening coil of muscle. Now the nightmare began in earnest. She suddenly
felt liquid streaming into one of her ears, and she turned to the source, which
was one of those massive cocks that was now directing a powerful stream of
yellow fluid against the side of her head. Then she felt another stream
beginning, aimed to start to fill her other ear with its disgusting waste
product. She burst into tears of frustration as the final stream of urine was
played across her eyes and then down her face in a zig-zag pattern that ended
against her lips.
"Open your yap granny or we'll drown you in the golden stuff." She could
not believe her ears, but she was rapidly beginning to panic. There seemed to be
no escape from this terrible humiliation. Then she felt a hand grabbing one of
her breasts and twisting it cruelly until she screamed and begged for mercy.
Instead she was cuffed across the side of her head and the flow of foul smelling
liquid continued unabated. The second time she was ordered to open her "yap",
she complied and began swallowing some of that foul smelling and equally foul
tasting liquid. Then just as she was sure that they were going to strangle her
in a torrent of urine, the flows ceased striking her face and head, and now
began splashing off her breasts and that embarrassingly large pot belly that she
had developed over the last few months or was it longer? She could not think
correctly right now.
One of her tormentors finally got around to yanking the butt plug free
and she began voiding what felt like an ocean of warm stinking fecal matter
mixed with the water from the enema she had retained for what seemed like an
hour. A hand grabbed her soaked hair and pulled her head up and back as the
voice said, "Smile for your audience granny, I'm sure your fans want to get a
good look at what they never want to be, namely a sow disguised as an old
woman." Emily became hysterical at that point and it took a number of vicious
slaps across her ashy face to calm her down.
"Hurry up and finish your business you old sow, we've got plenty more
left to do with you before the next crew takes a turn." Emily was beyond caring
and she concentrated what little energy was left in her to the business at hand
of eliminating everything that had been stirred up in her bowels by the enema.
Then she got another unpleasant surprise that turned out to be more of a boon
than a punishment. A torrent of cold water cascaded down upon her as she hunched
her body over the toilet, still fighting the cramps that were periodically
racing through her body. Her assailants stepped back and watched impassively as
the water ran down over her body leaving pebbled flesh in its wake. By the time
the shower was completed, the flabby woman was shaking uncontrollably from the
lengthy soaking she had just been given. Now the punishment of her holes resumed
with a vengeance.
Emily was dragged back to the table and bent over the side this time,
the straps holding her upper body flush to the padding and leaving her mouth and
both holes at a comfortable height for any activity that this trio could devise.
After a whispered discussion, they decided to use her asshole exclusively along
with her mouth. In this portion of the session two of them alternated at her
asshole, her cunt still filled with the huge dildo. One would sock it to her as
hard as they could for perhaps a few minutes and then rest while the other
continued the battering of her angry, raw, gaping hole. Meanwhile the third
member of the group was amusing himself by seeing how deep he could push his
hard cock down the exhausted woman's throat. Sometimes he would plug her so
tightly that she could barely draw any air into her lungs; then he'd keep her in
this suspended state while he watched one of his mates tear open her ravaged
anal passage as she slowly suffocated.
After half an hour or so, one of the group switched to use her throat.
Now the dildo was removed from her cunt and the other two took turns blasting
away at this relatively fresh meat, after making sure that her partially
destroyed anal passageway was securely blocked with another monster dildo. Emily
was sure she was on the verge of dying as they continued this merciless rape of
her holes. Finally one after another they shot their last loads of boiling cum
into her asshole and mouth. The one who blew off inside her mouth roared with
laughter as his cum spewed from her nostrils and her face turned a sickly shade
of blue. The pudgy, flabby woman was finished, or so she thought. There was yet
another surprise in store for her.
She was taken from the table and placed on the floor. Her legs were
pulled up and then folded back until she was supporting her body with only her
shoulders. Two of them carefully positioned themselves so that each could enter
one of her holes as they held her steady. The third member squatted over her
head and forced her to take his hard cock in her mouth. In her younger days she
enjoyed being taken in what was known as the pile driver position, with her
partner standing over her bent body and pounding his hard cock downwards into
either her cunt or asshole. On occasion she had also been double penetrated in
this rather precarious position.
It had been many years since she had experienced this, and her added
weight and its location made it most difficult for her to sustain and at the
same time enjoy what was occurring. The two doing her lower holes settled into
some type of rhythm and soon she was being simultaneously skewered with plenty
of energy, while at the same time more and more of the third one's cock was
being forced down her raw, burning throat. This air tight postion was sustained
for only a few minutes, more for the challenge than any other reason, since she
was well past the point of feeling much pain from the brutal rapings she had
been getting for hours now. Finally they abruptly broke off this final
humiliation and left her on the floor, trembling and sobbing as they departed
for another assignment.
By now Emily had almost lost contact with anything except the pain and
humiliation she was experiencing. When she felt her body being gently lifted by
soft warm hands, she made no effort to resist. Soon she was once more on the
table, only this time there were no straps to hold her fast. She opened her
eyes to discover two smiling female faces looking down on her. Like Emily, they
were naked, but unlike the pudgy woman they were sleek with firm rounded breasts
and bottoms. She closed her eyes and relaxed as they began to stroke her flesh
and massage her raw, dripping holes that had been filled over and over with
sperm. Then she felt the cold metal intruding into her anus. It was being pushed
into her with a firm hand, but there did not appear to be any attempt to harm
her. Her gaping hole swallowed the vibrator until only the last inch of the base
protruded from the raw wound that was her anal entry. Now a second vibrator was
insinuated into her sore, stretched cunt until it too nearly disappeared.
Emily looked up just in time to see the smooth, waxed vulva descending
toward her. It settled itself upon her face and wiggled until her mouth was
locked to its entrance. It was then moved gently back and forth over her face
and she pushed her tongue out so that it remained in contact with the smooth
skin of the woman as she used her cunt to massage Emily's face. Now the other
one had turned the vibrators on and they began to churn away inside her sore
channels. Then she felt fingers parting her wrinkled cunt lips and making
contact with the hood guarding her clitoris. It didn't take more than a few
strokes for her clit to become erect and then the fingers were replaced with a
warm, wet tongue that finished the job of bringing Emily to a shattering and
totally unexpected climax. Moments later she was roused from her near sleep by a
voice that asked, "Look what I have for you. I hope you can handle it all."
The woman's eyes opened, and then widened in horror at what she saw once
the warm, wet cunt was lifted from her face. Standing there with a crooked
smile on her face was the other young woman with a monstrous, black rubber dildo
jutting from her crotch. "When I'm done fucking you bloody, my friend, Alicia,
will let you have a sample of her toy, which is even longer and thicker than
mine." Emily's blood froze at the prospect of what lay ahead for her in this
chamber of horrors.
( To be continued )
