Veronica glanced at the rearview mirror to check her
appearance. At 35 she knew she was still very attractive.
She had kept herself in shape, running and dieting. She
weighed just over 120 pounds, with large 38D breast that
were very firm with no sag at all.
That was why her husband, Mike, wanted to meet her today
at a secluded Bed and Breakfast for a little afternoon
excitement. Even after 10 years of marriage, he was
always wanting to do something a little daring.
Generally, she would not take off from work for this sort
of thing, but she was feeling very sexy today. When Mike
called, her breast tingled with excitement and she could
feel the moisture between her legs in anticipation of
what was to come.
She smoothed her skirt and again looked in the mirror.
Her hair was pulled behind her ears; she had applied a
little extra makeup for affect, including red lipstick
that Mike liked so well. Even though she had been at
work, she felt she looked great in the tan, A-line skirt,
white blouse, and jacket. Professional, but with the
white thongs, sheer bra, and thigh-high hose underneath,
sexy enough to send a clear message to her husband, “I
want you.”
Veronica was unsure about the directions. She had thought
Mike had said to turn right, but now as her car winded
down the secluded highway, she was unsure. He had said it
would only take an hour from town, and it had already
been over that. Unsure, Veronica searched for a place to
call Mike and clarify how to get to where he was. She saw
the restaurant up ahead and decided that they probably
had a phone, and she would pull over and call.
Already late as she pulled into the gravel parking lot,
Veronica, in a hurry did not noticed the line of Harleys
parked just to the side of the building. She rushed
through the door, spotted the pay phone near the
restrooms and rush to call Mike. After re-writing the
directions, she told him she would see him in half an
hour, and hung up the phone.
She was startled as she turned and saw two men blocking
her path to the door. One was over six feet tall with a
scruffy beard and tattoos up and down both arms. The
other was not as tall, but fat, with a huge beer belly
and greased stained shirt and jeans.
She mumbled an “Excuse me” and tried to move past the two
men. She winced as the larger one grabbed her arm and
pulled her behind him.
She protested loudly and she was forced to follow him
toward another man sitting at the bar. Veronica then
became aware of her surroundings. There must have been at
least 40 men and 10 women in the restaurant, all with
various tattoos, chains, greased stained jeans, and
lustful looks in their eyes.
Veronica began to beg the man with the type grip on her
arm to let her go, that her husband was waiting for her.
The man said nothing as he pulled her face to face with
the Joshua, the man at the bar. She quickly decided that
he must be leader, as he demanded to know who had given
her permission to enter the lair of “Satan’s Pets.”
She quickly explained her situation of being lost and the
need to use the phone and was promptly backhanded across
the face by the leader. As the ringing clear in her ears,
She could hear the roar of approval in the background.
Veronica was told to keep quiet and that a ” duty” must
be paid for trespassing.
Veronica quickly opened her wallet and took out all of
her money, almost 500 dollars and handed it to Joshua.
She looked in horror as he laughed and informed her that
500 dollars was not even close, that to leave, she needed
to pay more.
She offered credit cards, and foolishly a check for any
amount to be allowed to leave, but Joshua just continued
to laugh. He asked the crowd that had now gathered around
her — what he should do. She could not believe the vile,
sexual acts being offered as payment. Finally, Joshua
held up his hand, and the crowd fell silent.
Veronica awaited her fate, fear gripping her to the point
of tears. She screamed when she heard the verdict, “sell
her clothes.” She was grabbed by strong hands and pulled
to a small area used for a dance floor. She tried to hold
on the her jacket as it was pulled over her arms, then
the bidding on her blouse, became furious. It was quickly
gone, as was her skirt leaving her standing in thongs and
bra. Veronica tried to surge toward the door, but was
quickly pulled back and her bra pulled from her leaving
her 38D breast cool in the air, nipples erect from the
fear of her fate.
The crowd cheered and chanted for her thongs. She tried
to cover her breast, but was hoisted over the shoulder of
the large man who first grabbed her. This left her ass
and cunt in the thong exposed to the crowd as the bidding
reached a fever pitch. Finally, someone had won and
Veronica struggled as she felt the someone tugging at the
waistband of her thongs and with one pulled, they were
gone.
She sunk to the floor and tried to cover her breast and
cunt. She now wished she had not kept it shaved for Mike
as this seems to spur the crowd into more of a frenzy.
She sobbed as the vile suggestions continued. Joshua
poked at her on the floor with his boot and explained
that she had not raised enough money to pay her “duty”
for trespassing.
Veronica’s sobs turned into wails as she was pulled to
her feet and her hands tied together. She struggled with
little affect as a rope then pulled her arms over her
head and she was pulled into the air until her feet were
barely touching the floor. Then a rope was attached to
each leg and they were pulled wide apart. She realized
she may not get out of this situation alive. She hung,
naked, suspended in the air, her breast rising and
falling with each sob. She could feel the cool air on her
naked cunt and ass and her situation seemed desperate as
the men and women gathered around her.
She just hung her head as Joshua announced the price for
her cunt, double for her ass, and the tits were free. The
men began to line up in front and back. She felt her cunt
stabbed first as her tits were grabbed and pulled. Dirty
hands pulled her hard onto his cock and at the same time
painfully spread her ass cheeks to allow double
penetration. Veronica’s screams became loud as she felt
the first cock in her ass. She thought she would be split
in half as she could feel the two cocks touching,
separated by just a thin layer of tissue. After the third
or fourth doubling fucking, Veronica lost consciousness.
When she awoke, the restaurant was almost empty. She
still hung from the rope. She could feel the pain in her
ass and cunt with the buckets of cum and blood dripping
from both. She looked down at her ravaged body and began
to sob as she saw the rings in both nipples and through
her cunt lips.
Joshua walked up to her and flick lit cigarette butt at
her right breast. She looked at him and her sobs turned
into screams as Joshua told her that she did not make
enough money, and that, with regret, he had sold her to a
rival motorcycle gang. Just then Veronica saw the large
black man paying another man and walking toward her. She
twisted against the ropes as she realized the worse was
yet to come.
Veronica began begging, “Please, please, no more,” as the
giant black man approached her.
How could she have been so foolish to enter the bar
without noticing the motorcycles? Now she hung, naked
with her nipples and cunt pierced with rings trembling as
he approached. Her mind could not comprehend that she had
just been sold, like that, to the black man, just like a
piece of meat. Veronica’s ass and cunt ached from the
ravage fucking that had received from all of the gang
members. She had lost track of time after she passed out.
She could dimly see light outside a window and knew it
must be morning.
The black man slapped her hard across the face and
ordered her to wake up. Veronica looked at him through
her tears. He was at least six feet, eight inches tall
with massive arms that hung at his side. He worn leather
pants and just a vest that revealed a muscular chest. She
tried to escape his touch as he reached for her.
This resulted in another slap across her face and he
informed her his name was Vic and that she was his
“property” now. Vic produced a dog collar about an inch
thick and quickly placed it around Veronica’s neck and
clamped it shut. As a final security, he placed a lock
through the clamped to insure she could not remove it.
She hung, lifeless, defeated while Vic applied the collar
and attached a leather leash to the end of it. Vic jerked
the leash bringing Veronica to life that again struggled
to move away. Before she could jerk away, Vic tightened
his grip of the leash so that Veronica was essentially
immobilized between her arms and the leash.
She had not realized that he had a riding crop in his
other hand until she felt the sting across her thighs.
Vic began to hit her across her thighs repeatedly raising
whelps. She danced on her toes trying to escape the
lashes and begging him to stop. Vic repeatedly asked
Veronica if she was going to continue to resist or do as
she was told. She finally relented and screamed she would
do anything he asked, anything to stop the beating. Vic
stopped the lashing as quickly has he started, then
released Veronica’s arms and ordered her on all fours
telling her she was his “Bitch” and that she was to act
like one.
Veronica, although naive, realized that he wanted her to
act like a dog, with the leash attached to the collar,
she crawled behind Vic sobbing as he led her outside to a
waiting van. With each step Veronica’s breast swayed and
the pain in her nipples reminded her of the rings. She
could also feel between her thighs the single ring in her
cunt lips.
Veronica’s mind whirl as she tried to block out what was
happening to her. She was in a dazed state as Vic pulled
her into the van and told her to start earning her keep
by servicing his friends. She looked around and saw the
four other black men sitting in the van, pants unzipped
and hard cocks waving in the air. They shouted numerous
lewd comments to Veronica, each wanting to be first to
have their cock sucked by the subdued white woman.
The one closest to Veronica grabbed her by the rings in
her 38D tits and pulled her to her knees. He then forced
her head down to his cock. At first Veronica resisted as
the tip pressed against her lips, but strong pressure on
the nipple rings and a threat of pulling her nipples off
convinced her to do as she was ordered. She slowly opened
her mouth and took the hard cock into it. She had never
performed oral sex on anyone but her husband, Mike.
As Veronica slowly lower her mouth down she felt a hand
on the back of her head shoving her completing down. The
hard cock went all the way down the back of her throat
and she struggled to breath as her head was grabbed on
both sides and raise up and down the full length of his
cock.
Finally she felt his cock grow large in his mouth. She
knew what was happening, Mike would also pull out of her
mouth, but not this time as her tormentor rammed his cock
back down her throat and began to shoot buckets of cum
down her throat. She choked and coughed but quickly
swallowed all of his cum as her nipple rings were pulled
tightly. Before Veronica could catch her breath she was
pulled to the next “friend” and the same process
repeated.
As they drove Veronica sucked each of the four men, plus
the driver at least twice. When they were completely
spent, Vic pulled her leash to the front of the van where
he sat and made her take his cock out and service him.
She had not eaten in over 24 hours, she was naked, her
cunt and ass sore, and her mouth cracked at the corners
from the abuse she had received. She had no more fight
left as she slowly pulled Vic’s large cock from his pants
and begin to suck the entire length waiting for him to
use her mouth as a cunt like the others.
She had been allowed to rest on the floor of the van
after she finished Vic. She awoke when the van stopped.
She could not tell where she was at as Vic pulled her
leash and led her from the van, again crawling. It was
like a carnival atmosphere with several tents and
“booths” set up. Vic told Veronica that it was a sex
carnival and that they had a booth and she was the star
attraction. Veronica hung her head and she was led to a
tent.
Vic held the riding crop in front of her and reminded
Veronica of her promise. To emphasize his point, he
struck her across both tits raising a red mark. She only
flinched as she was becoming accustomed to the abuse. Vic
and quickly attached chains to the rings in Veronica’s
nipples and attached the other ends to stakes driven into
the ground. He attached a similar chain to the ring in
her cunt and secured it to ground also. Now Veronica was
essentially immobilized on all fours with her ass and
cunt toward the front of the tent. If she tried to move,
the chains pulled at her tits and cunt.
She again began sobbing as she heard Vic barking out that
there was “white pussy and ass for 10 bucks” to the
carnival goers. She stiffened as she felt the first cock
enter her dry ass. She could only brace herself to keep
the chains from tearing her nipples and cunt lips as the
intruder pounded her ass. Veronica could feel her
intestine warm as his cum flowed into her ass and he
relaxed and pulled out. She just hung her head and
continued to try to brace herself as her cunt was
immediately filled.
On her knees like she was Veronica had to remain
conscious as the assault of her ass and cunt continued
for hours. She had lost count of the number of times she
had been raped in her holes. Later in the ordeal, they
had begun to use her mouth also. Veronica’s cunt and ass
had been used with such vigor that they now just gaped
open and the cum dripped out of both forming a puddle on
the ground. Her lips were cracked and blood crusted in
the corners of her mouth as she swallowed another load of
cum from an unseen and unknown assailant. As darkness
fell, the line of men dwindle until the last one had
taken Veronica’s ass and wanted his money back because
she was so “loose.”
Vic had refused and made Veronica suck the complainer for
free. She thought her ordeal was finally over, as Vic
released her and allowed her to use a portable toilet to
relieve her bladder and bowels. But as she emerged, he
again ordered her on all fours, attached the leash and
led her to another tent.
Inside this tent people were standing in line to be
tattooed. Vic said something to the tattoo artist and
then pulled Veronica around so that her ass was exposed.
She jumped at the first touch of the tattoo needle and
Vic quickly slapped her and ordered her to remain still.
Beads of sweat broke out of Veronica’s forehead as the
tattoo continued, the pain almost unbearable. When he
finished be ordered Veronica to turn and look at the word
“BITCH” tattooed on her right ass cheek in 2-inch
letters. She knew she could never return to Mike and her
life, as she knew it was over. She resolved herself to
being Vic’s bitch and followed him on all fours as he led
her to a large open arena.
She saw that there were at least a 100 people sitting in
a makeshift outdoor arena as Vic led her to a barrel in
the center. Vic pulled Veronica over the barrel and
attached her nipple rings to rings already in the barrel.
He did the same with the cunt rings. Once again Veronica
was immobilized with her ass and cunt exposed to all
these people. This time Veronica did not care; she had
resolved herself to a life of humiliation and fucking.
She just turned her head to the side and waited for it to
arrive. But this time Vic had something different in
store for her.
She tried to look around when she heard the dogs barking.
There behind her were 8 German Shepards all pulling at
their leashes for Veronica. She now feared she would be
attached as the dogs were released. The first dog reached
Veronica and began to sniff her well-used cunt and ass.
She tried to move her ass away from his nose, but found
the cunt ring too securely anchored her. She was resolved
to this fate as she felt the dog crawl up her back and
begin humping her until he found his mark in her cunt.
She screamed as the tightness on the dog’s knot passed
into her expanding her sore cunt to new widths. As
Veronica screamed, she heard the crowd applauding and
realized she was the entertainment for the night.
She did not know how she had been deposited on her
doorstep. Her last memory was the tearing feeling she had
experienced in her ass when the last dog took her. She
was covered in an old blanket, the nipple and cunt rings
still in place. She began to weep as she felt the tattoo
on her ass and struggled into her home. She was so happy
her ordeal was over but knew that Mike might not want
her. She climbed into the shower and the water burned as
it reached the scrapes and cuts on her body. She could
not stop weeping as she fingered the nipple rings and
felt her swollen cunt lips.
As she patted herself dry she heard Mike enter the house.
She stiffened as she realized there was nowhere to hide
from him. She heard him enter the bedroom and she slowly
opened the door. Mike was staring at her, a grin across
his face. Her eyes widened, as she suddenly knew what had
happened. Mike slapped the riding crop across his leg,
shook Vic’s hand and thanked him for training his
“bitch.”