Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Title: DOING CELEBS
Part: Completely
Author: Alocer_Loki & Able_Vybor (John Kirk)
Keywords: MMfm humiliation scat rape violence torture sexual murder
cannibalism
Summary: Fantasies of cruel perverted acts with celebrities who have
been on an orgy perverts



   This text is the co-written by Alocer_Loki & Able_Vybor (John Kirk)
========= This story is a work of fiction.  ===========





   DOING CELEBS NO.  1 - BRITNEY SPEARS By Alocer_Loki & Jkirk 2001

   PART ONE THE HUMILIATION OF BRITNEY SPEARS









   Lovely Britney Spears was brought naked, and trembling with fear, into
the masters' playroom.  The gorgeous blonde cunt was paraded, led by a
small link chain connected to the handcuffs on her wrists, around the
chamber, allowing full display of her body to the satisfaction of every one
of the ten sadistic men and the ten young, strong teenage guards.



   Each of them had an opportunity to fondle and gently pat whichever parts
of the pretty blonde whore's body they were interested in.  Most chose to
slap her fat young chest babies in order to enjoy watching them bubbing
about or her big sexy bottom cheeks.  Some smacked her pretty vagina or her
strong firm thighs or sexy flat belly.



   Britney was unmanacled with the threat that any attempt to escape or
even to try to struggle with her masters would be punished with death.  The
beautiful popwhore was then made to do one of her dance routines, wiggling
her luscious, young creamy teenage girl body and smacking herself on her
fat bottom cheeks and heavy chest babies, as they jiggled about.  She was
ordered to turn around as she danced in order to show all sides of her
beautiful meat to the masters who sat in comfortable chairs encircling her.



   The gorgeous blonde cunt was permitted to stop dancing after thirty
minutes.  While the masters fondled its fabulous body and fingered its
holes, the guards brought a dining table into the circle, placed a large
clear pyrex mixing bowl in the centre and arranged ten dining chairs around
it.



   Britney was made to stand on the table with her lovely long legs astride
the bowl, and the masters took their seats.  For several minutes, Britney
was simply looked at by the men who leered at her beautiful 19 year old
nude body from below, able to see her lovely and most private parts in
their most intimate detail.  As if this was not embarrassing enough for
her, they spent the time crudely discussing her among themselves.



   The teen idol was finally ordered to crouch down on her haunches with
her lovely bottom and young virgin cunt over the bowl and commanded to do
her poopoo and her weewee in it while they watch.  Crying in shame and
humiliation, Britney strains her lovely body, trying desperately to poo
even though, equally as desperately, she doesn't want to do this dirty and
private thing in front of these horrible old men.



   The sexually attractive 19 year old knows she must do it for the men
because she will be punished if she fails to lay her poo in the bowl for
them to see and squirt some weewee out of her tiny teenage urethra.  Poor
Britney doesn't know why they want her to perform this disgusting act for
them but, sobbing, she complies with their revolting and perverted order.
Her tight little rosebud anus begins to open, a pretty girl turd peeks out
of the stretching love hole and, with tantalising slowness, starts to ooze
out of the magnificent young girlwoman.



   Britney lays two plopplops, one about six inches long and very firm and
the other only four inches long and softer.  They are pale brown in colour.
Just as the second lovelog drops from the gorgeous female's young bumhole,
she begins to urinate.  The bowl quickly fills to a depth of two, nearly
three inches of the teen's golden weewee and her poopoos lift gently off
the bottom to float in it, discolouring the girly urine in little brown
eddies.  Finally, Britney gave a little squirt of peepee from her pretty
urethra and, at the same time, a short involuntary squirt of wet shit from
her beautiful bottom.



   The masters had been crowding around, some lustfully watching her body
movements up close through the glass bowl, others stroking and licking
parts of her lush body including her face, to her utter embarrassment.  One
of them asked "Well, Britney, cute babe, have you done your weewee and your
dirty plopplops, pretty bitch?"



   "Yeah, I've done it," she replied in an offhand, disgusted sort of
manner to which he responded with the back of his hand across her gorgeous
face.  "Oooooow!" "You will address your betters with respect, you fucking
bitch.  When you speak, you will address us as 'Sir' and you will use the
words we tell you.  Now, I repeat my question and, by the way, if any of us
is forced to repeat himself to you ever again, we'll punish you so fucking
badly, you'll wish you'd never been fucking born.  DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR,
YOU FUCKING DIRTY LITTLE WHORE?" he shouted right into her beautiful face.



   "Yes S...Sir," sobbed Britney.  "Have you done your weewee and your
plopplops, Britney?" ""Yes Sir, I've done my plop plops and my weewee,
Sir." "Thank your owners for letting you do your poo and your filthy
weewee, Britney, slut." "Yes Sir, th...thank you, Sir, for letting me do my
p...poo and my f...filthy w...weewee, Sir."



   The young sex goddess was ordered to lift her thighs from the bowl and
to shuffle backwards along the table then to drop onto all fours with her
beautiful, young innocent face over the bowl.  Britney must have intuited
what she was going to be made to do.  She started to cry, blubbering like a
child.  But before she was ordered to do it came another, equally
disgusting command.  "Britney Spears.  You are a dirty, dirty little girl,"
said one of the men.  "You've done your big job and weeweed on it and you
haven't wiped your rude places.  So do it with your fingers and then lick
them clean, cunt.  Start with your big sexy pussy, bitch."



   Ooooh god, ooooh nooooo.  Oooooh pleeeease, Sir, please don't m...make
me do that." Even though her owners were delighted by her sobbing and
pleading, the cunt could not be allowed to even think about arguing with
them.  She received a powerful spanking on her pert, pretty bottom cheeks,
upturned and looking to be hurt.  Two men, one either side of her, smacked
her fat young rear love cheeks, their blows landing alternately across the
delicious, creamy white popstar peaches.  Britney cried out in anguish. 
Another master looked at her eyes from only six inches away, purposely
invading her space, wanting to cow her.  "You will do as you're fucking
told, babe, or this is going to get worse.  Get it, cunt?" "Y...yes Sir."



   The spanking stopped and Britney, taking her weight on one hand,
cautiously and very reluctantly moved the other down to her tummy and then
between her fabulous teenage legs.  The fingertips fluttered across her
wet, slimy cuntmeat, wiping girly urine around on the dark pink, shiny
flesh between her sexy cunny lips.  With a whimper, the lovely whore
brought her fingers up to her other sweet lips, still coated with pastel
pink lipstick and lipgloss, and licked them with the tip of her tongue. 
"Suck them, cunt.  Stick them in your fucking mouth and SUCK THEM CLEAN,
WHORE!" roared one of her owners.



   What a deliciously erotic sight Britney Spears made, kneeling on all
fours on a highly polished dining table completely nude, sucking her own
girl piss off her fingers, tears streaming down her beautiful teenage face.
"Now your bottom crack, Britney.  You've got poo in your sexy bumcrack,
babe.  Wipe it out with your fingers, you fucking pretty bottom whore!"
Britney was, in fact, made to wipe her bottom with her fingers three times.
The first time to clean her shit from her love crack, secondly to clean
inside her pretty little anus by pushing her index finger in to the second
knuckle (she really cried when she was made to do that) and the third time
to clean the crack again, wiping off the poo she'd fingered out of her
lovely babehole.



   Then, as a master scooped up her long golden blonde hair and slid a
black velvet hairband around it to keep it away from the sides of her
lovely face (thus ensuring the masters' view of the lovely teenager's face
in the bowl), Britney was ordered to lower her sweet baby face towards her
sexy body waste.  As she cried and gagged, sobbed and moaned, her hands
were tied behind her back and her head pushed down to the bowl.  When her
eyes were just six inches from her own weewee and her vile smelling shit,
she was told "Britney, you will now eat your poo, pretty cuntlet, and you
will drink your peepee any way you can.  Do it well, cuntwhore, and it will
not be your last meal.  Refusing to finish your pretty poo and girly piss
will mean certain death, and it will be slow and very painful, Britney. 
And if you're sick in there, you'll lick that up, too.  Now, get on with
it, cunt."



   It took the gorgeous 19 year old singer over half an hour to empty the
bowl and, twice, she vomitted, turning the mixture of poo and urine into a
revolting, vile smelling mixture of girl body waste.







   PART TWO VIOLENT SEX WITH A PRETTY TEEN POP STAR



   Still gagging, her tummy churning in revulsion, pale as a bedsheet, and
with tears streaming down her beautiful 19 year old face, Britney was
manhandled down off the dining table and onto her knees on the floor.  The
young nude guards cleaned her face and chest of the remains of her sick,
poo and urine and rinsed her mouth several times.  The rinsing consisted of
pouring a glassful of water into her mouth, making her swill it around and
then swallow it.  While they did this, the masters fondled the pretty boys.



   Clean again, Britney was then surrounded by a circle of all ten masters
and, still with her hands tied behind her back, commanded to make them all
cum.  The luscious blonde whore, her hair once again loosened and permitted
to fall naturally over her shoulders, was told that she could use only her
mouth and that she must make every master shoot his sperm.  Additionally,
she was told that she must receive all their manfilth on her beautiful
face, not in it, which meant she had to remove her mouth from each penis as
it began to squirt and continue to stimulate it with her tongue whilst
being spunked on.



   Throughout this disgusting act, which lasted a total of an hour (six
minutes for each of her owners to cum), the masters caned and whipped any
part of Britney's lovely young, firm body they could reach.  Caning and
whipping a kneeling female from a standing position is not an easy task,
especially when there are eight others (one being sucked) around you, all
trying to do the same.  It's made all the more difficult because of the
need to avoid accidentally striking your fellow sadists.  The masters are
accomplished in virtually all sexual activity, however, and succeeded in
beating Britney almost senseless, using strong, whippy canes or short,
narrow leather whips.



   It was a miracle that Britney could maintain her cocksucking right to
the orgasm of the tenth master.  The poor cuntgirl was covered in manslime
by the end.  Her pretty face, hair and beautiful titties were sticky with a
mixture of thick white and thin, runny grey cum.  It ran down onto her
deliciously smooth, flat tummy and into the triangle of dark blonde pubic
hairs on her fat little vulva.  Even more degrading and distressing for the
beautiful teen popstar were the masses of welts, cuts and bruises all over
her lovely body.  Some were bleeding.







   PART THREE TORTURING BRITNEY FOR PLEASURE



   While two of the guards attempted to clean up the cute blonde
spunkwhore, the others humped a heavy wooden bench into the centre of the
chamber.  It was waist high with solid legs and strong two inch diameter
eyehooks in a number of locations around its edges, intended as tie points
for holding down a victim.  In parallel lines along the long axis on top of
the bench were two rows of sharp steel blades rising half an inch from the
wooden surface in which they were deeply embedded.  The blades were each
five inches long, rising in a smooth curve from the wood at one end and
descending into it again at the other, leaving no sharp points.  There were
five blades in each of the two rows, placed side by side and spaced two
inches apart from each other, the first row beginning two inches from one
end of the bench and the other ten inches further on.



   The boys given the task of cleaning Britney were enjoying themselves
fondling its lovely body and had grown big boy erections and kept
tightening their sexy young buttocks in excitement.  As the guards walked
Britney to the bench, two of the masters ordered these two gorgeous 18 year
old boys down on the floor in the sixty nine position and made them suck
each other off while they took a master each up their big, beautiful
boycunts.  As the pretty teenage boygirls took their owners' huge prickmeat
up their sexy bottoms, lovely Britney Spears was standing at the foot of
the workbench, sobbing, her big blue eyes wide with terror at the sight of
the razor-sharp blades and rightly assuming they were for her.



   Her sobbing got louder and more hysterical as her body shook
uncontrollably in spasms of sheer unalloyed terror at the prospect of being
sliced by those vicious looking blades.  No one had told her anything but
she knew, instinctively, that they were there to damage her lovely 19 year
old body.  Britney staggered forward as her legs gave way under her.  Two
of the masters grabbed her by the upper arms and impassively pulled the
beautiful bitch upright.



   "Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyy are you d...  doing this to meeeeeeeeeeeeeee?!" she
wailed piteously.  "Because you've got lovely tits!" one of the masters
roared back, causing the others to fall about laughing at the idiocy of his
reason.



   "Because you're a beautiful female cunt, Britney Spears," leered
another.

   More honestly, a third shouted over the babble of 'reasons' being
offered to torment the young popstar "Because we fucking can, bitch.  Tie
the filthy whore over the table, boys!"



   "Noooooooooooooooooo!" screamed the babe.  The pretty cuntbitch was
forced forward to stand at the foot of the workbench and held in position
while two guards tied her beautiful slender legs to the solid wooden legs
of the bench.  Her feet were placed uncomfortably on the outside of the
bench legs so that the babysex woman was forced to stand on her instep. 
The cunt's legs were tightly tied in several places with thin bare wire
which would soon cut into the soft, silky skin and flesh of its lovely
thighs and calves.  With its ankles separated by the three foot width of
the bench, its young crotch was open at an angle of about sixty degrees,
exposing its fat, slimy girlwoman vagina.



   "Bend over the bench, slut!" commanded one of the masters.  "Oooooooooh
nooooo...  pleeeeeeeease...noooooooooo!" "Fucking DO as you're TOLD, you
FILTHY BITCH!" another yelled at her, as two of them grabbed the pretty
fuck animal by its shoulders and slammed her down onto the bench.  The
blades were well placed to make contact with Britney's belly and young, fat
breasts.



   "Aaaaaagh!" she screamed, as the blades pressed hard against her soft,
smooth skin but without puncturing it.  The guards tied her wrists to the
benchlegs at the other end, and placed a long leather strap across her
shoulders, firmly fixed underneath the bench either side of her, preventing
any possibility of the child woman trying to lift her succulent meat off
the blades.



   "Now, Britney Spears, time to take your virginity, you filthy young
whore."



   "Oh!  Oooooooh.  Oh pleeeeeease noooo!" The masters formed two not very
orderly queues.  One stood at the head of the blonde teenage child, the
other behind it.  The prospect of losing her virginity seemed to upset this
stupid bimbo cuntwhore even more than the fear of being shredded open by
the sharp blades underneath her wonderful, lithe young body.



   Two rubber chocks were forced into the cunt's mouth and firmly jammed
into the corners of her painfully stretched jaw.  They were three inches
cubed and grooved to hold Britney's teeth apart.  This would allow
comfortable access to the popqueen's facecunt and prevent any painful and
potentially dangerous movement of her teeth caused by the shock of being
penetrated down below by men with enormous penises and the terrible slicing
of her body by the blades on top of the bench as they humped in and out of
her three sexy and tight young cunt holes.



   The beginning of Britney's sexual torture was signalled by a strangled
scream from the female who felt her sexy young tight, dry vagina being
prodded by the slimy, engorged bare knob of a huge fucking organ.  The
soft, pink folds of her cunt lips were bullied out of the way and the
master pressed forward with his hips and entered the teenager's virgin
hole, only coming to a stop when he reached the bitch hymen.  "It's true
folks!  Britney Spears IS a fucking VIRGIN!" he shouted in joy.  The others
fell about laughing and began to jeer at the lovely, highly stressed bitch.



   Great tears of humiliation, anger and hopeless fear rolled down her
soft, palid cheeks and a moaning sound came from her throat.  She was
trying to say something, perhaps "Please don't", but it came out as a
delicious "eeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnngh", rising and
falling in volume.  Britney merely continued by crying her heart out. 
Piteous little cunt.



   "Break her!" "Break her!" "Break her!" All the men, including the
guards, standing to attention in a circle around the masters with their
young, pretty boy cocks pointing straight out and up, fully erect, urged
the man with the eleven inch prick to take Britney's sweet, innocent
cherry.



   With a yell of savage lust and power, and a terrible scream from
Britney, the master lunged deep and powerfully hard into the slut's really
tight cunthole.  The bitch had made a little slime because of the
punishment it received a while earlier from the whips and canes falling on
its beautiful genital area but, for the most part, its pretty little vagina
was dry.  He opened her up, all the way to her cervix, in two brutal
thrusts of his huge, bloated masterhood.  And with each thrust, the big,
beautiful babe was forced forward along the workbench, her big sex melons
and her tummy forced along the blades.



   She screamed at the top of her lungs when she realised the blades had
sliced into both her breasts and into her belly.  The cuts were shallow but
long and were very painful.  Blood began to ooze from the wounds.  As the
master got into his stride, fucking in and out of Britney Spears with
powerful, careless thrusts, the first in the queue at the other end worked
his equally large penis into the babe mouth.  In moments, Britney was being
brutally fucked at both ends.  Her lovely body was being cut by the blades
as it was sawed back and forth over them, her breasts and tummy pressed
down by the masters, ensuring better contact with the vicious metal
knife-edged blades.



   The masters needed a long time to generate their sperm and then squirt
it into the filthy young cuntwhore since they'd already shot their sperm in
her face earlier.  Thus each fucking took ten minutes or more.  The masters
behind her took her remarkably tight young cunt or her beautiful little
virgin bottomflower.  When the five using Britney's mouth had emptied their
filthy spunk down her slimy throat, hoarse and bleeding from all her
screaming and crying, the masters who'd already used her cunny or
babybottom urinated into her lovely mouth.  The three who had used the
teenywhore's vagina had all burst through her sexy little cervix and fucked
her deep in her young womb where they'd gobbed out their sticky semen.



   In all, the torture fucking lasted over an hour during which Britney's
fabulous firm breastbags had been sliced right through to the ribs
underneath.  Her tummy fared little better and the lining of her stomach
showed through the gaping holes.  As the sex object was removed from the
workbench, blood streamed in coruscating rivulets down from her fat, heavy,
ruined titties over her flat, sliced-up belly where it conjoined with more
from the wounds there to pour down her beautiful, long sexy legs and pool
around her pretty little feet on the cold, shiny tiles of the chamber
floor.



   When the guards let go of Britney, the luscious tart swooned, blacking
out, and fell in a pretty heap of arms, legs and flesh bright crimson and
blonde in her own rapidly expanding lake of blood.  It was now imperative
to work fast before Britney lost too much blood to be useful for any
further amusement.







   PART FOUR THE SEX MURDER OF BEAUTIFUL BRITNEY SPEARS



   The blood was hosed away and four guards went to work as soon as the
cunt body was clean.  They stuffed skinned garlic cloves and fresh sea salt
into the wounds in her lovely breasts and into the holes in her cute little
tummy.  Her arms were bound behind her back and trussed up between the
shoulder blades.



   Additional shallow incisions were made in the pretty cunt's buttocks,
thighs and calves to allow for more garlic and salt.  Up her tight little
anal rosebud were pushed several carrots and her vagina and uterus were
filled with green vegetables.



   The pretty little bumflower was sealed with a pair of strong steel
needles firmly inserted across it at right angles to each other and deeply
embedded in the soft, firm female buttocks around it.  Then one of the boys
expertly sewed up Britney's cuntlips really tight to prevent the vegetables
from falling out of her.



   The masters were exhausted after so much fucking and rested in their
dining chairs sipping wine while they watched the guards prepare Britney
for dinner.  The beautiful cunt was slapped repeatedly until it regained
consciousness and then manhandled, still bleeding, from its position on the
floor near the workbench and walked to the far side of the dining table. 
Watching the beautiful sex organ walking to her death, stuffed and prepared
ready for cooking, was an utter delight.



   When she saw what awaited her there, the poor bitch let out a long, low
wailing of sheer terror which built to an uncontrolled ear-piercing scream.
In front of Britney Spears was a large steel barbecue, four feet square and
standing three feet above the floor.  Its surface was a blaze of hot coals
with flames still licking the air.  Sat on the floor beside it was a small
steel cage into which Britney was pushed, struggling and screaming with
what little strength and willpower remained to the gorgeous teenage
goddess. The cage was barely big enough to contain her.



   The lovely leggy body was forced into the cage in a crouching position
with its legs widely separated and its head between its knees with its face
looking down at the floor.  Once the cage door was closed and securely
bolted, the bonds holding Britney's wrists together were cut.  She was free
to move in any way that she could inside the tiny cage.  This, of course,
would add to the entertainment while lovely Britney Spears was roasted
alive.



   Attached to the centre at the top of the cage was a steel link chain
which dangled from a pulley, itself held firm by a bolt deeply embedded in
the ceiling.  The pulley was directly over the barbecue.  The other end of
the chain dangled on the floor, nearby.  While four of the guards held the
cage containing the luscious young living meat and prevented it from
colliding with the barbecue, another four took hold of the other dangling
end of the chain.  With the muscles of their gorgeous young bodies rippling
and straining, the pretty boys hauled on the chain until Britney was
suspended in her steel frame cage ten feet above the fiercely glowing
barbecue.



   Britney continued to wail but her voice was very weak and her throat
torn and bleeding.  Her lovely body was racked with her terrible sobbing
and occasional cries of terror.  How must it feel to know you are about to
be cooked alive?  The boys gradually released the chain, inch by inch,
lowering the cage very gently with its beautiful contents staring down,
petrified, at her appalling fate.



   As the terrible heat of the coals, now glowing bright red, struck her in
the face like a baseball bat, she screamed.  It was a gutwrenching,
bloodcurdling sort of sound.  Very amusing.  The masters chuckled.  The
cage, containing one of the most gorgeous young women alive (but not for
more than another hour), came to rest two feet above the hot coals and the
boys tied off the chain on a stave in the wall.  Britney's screams soon
gave way to a delicious mixture of wails, sobs, desperate cries of anguish
and occasional "Oooooh pleeeeeeeease".



   Perspiration mingled with blood and dripped off her into the fire where
the mixture sizzled, giving off little puffs of steam.  From time to time,
a master would relieve himself into the coals, turning a darker red now,
but still giving off a fierce heat.  The urine would send a cloud of steam
up with the heat mixed with smoke from the coals, making Britney cough and
splutter and her pretty eyes run.  A couple of masters basted the lovely
creature by spraying their piss onto her, right in her face mostly.



   After half an hour, with the girl's sobs and cries ebbing away into
silence, her dried out blonde hair caught light, both on her head, in her
armpits and on her fat little vulva.  This provoked another round of
agonised screaming and wailing.  The fuck animal was less attractive now
but, to make up for it, the masters and the boys had the gorgeous aroma of
cooking female flesh.



   Her skin was beginning to turn brown and had started to crisp in some
places.  Barely alive, Britney groaned.  Her lovely flesh was singeing and
beginning to bubble and sizzle.  The meat inside her was cooking and the
cunt's body fat was steadily liquefying.  Now, Britney had become
self-basting.



   It was another hour before Britney exhaled for the last time and her
heart, itself cooking nicely, stopped working.  The masters left the pretty
female to roast over the coals for an extra half hour before having the
boys shift the cage back to the floor and, wearing oven gloves, pull her
lovely body from it.  Britney was presented to the masters on a giant
silver salver in the centre of the dining table where they sliced off
whichever pieces took their fancy.



   From time to time, as they enjoyed eating Britney Spears, they threw a
few morsels on the floor behind them for the hungry boys to eat, mostly the
dried up shit from her bottom, the less well cooked flesh and bits and
pieces of her organs.  Meanwhile, the masters feasted on Britney's lovely
fat breasts and buttocks, and the tender meat from her legs, arms and
belly.



   They almost fought over her pretty blue eyes, her tongue and her
wonderful tender young cunt.



   A wonderful evening concluded with an orgy in which the masters took
turns with the boys who were laid out, two by two, on the table to be
facefucked and sodomized amid the teenage remains of Britney Spears.









   Doing Celebs, part 2: Davina McCall



   PART ONE THE HUMILIATION OF DAVINA McCALL

   By Alocer_Loki & Jkirk 2001



   Happily, the masters had been able to acquire Davina McCall in the last
month of its pregnancy.  The gorgeous, heavily pregnant cuntwhore was very
large with her baby.  Her sex melons, normally quite large anyway, had
become beautifully and, no doubt, painfully swollen milkbags weighing five
pounds each and measuring 42DD.  Davina's foetus-filled belly was fully
seventy five inches around yet the lovely 34 year old whore had maintained
its delicious body features.  Its tight young arse had retained its pert,
fat round curves, its back was still delightfully curved and sexually
attractive, its legs still long and skinny, its face was still as beautiful
and fuckable as always, and its lush dark hair retained its lustrous
appearance.  Davina McCall was not the sort of female that loses its sexual
looks when it has a baby fucked and spermed into its slimy uterus.



   Whimpering in humiliation, Davina was brought into the chamber by three
of the guards.  One was leading her by a leather doglead hooked to a
metal-studded leather collar around her slender neck.  Two followed behind,
gently swatting her lovely fat bottom cheeks or the backs of her knees,
with thin whippy bamboo canes, when she faltered.  Davina was nude except
for silver-glitter six inch high-heeled strap sandals, pale pink ankle
socks, a black garter high up on her right thigh, black thong panties,
strong tight elastic bands around the base of each titty forcing them to
leak droplets of sexmilk, and a black velvet neck choker underneath the dog
collar.



   Davina was brought to a halt on a low five foot circumference circular
dais around which were seated the ten masters in sumptuously comfortable
reclining chairs.  Her dog collar and lead were removed and the rotating
dais set in motion, enabling the new owners of this gorgeous celebrity cunt
to view it from all sides as it steadily turned in front of them.  The
beautiful cunt, already weeping and mewling from her humiliation and shame
at being made to display herself almost completely naked in front of so
many men, was terrified of what they might do to her and to her baby.  She
was having difficulty seeing them because the lights focused on her
gorgeous big pregnant body were so bright.  Worse, her huge pregnant belly
was weighing heavily on her spine and back muscles, making it painful to
stand up straight especially on the uncomfortably high heels.  Between her
sobs, Davina was moaning with the pain.



   After five minutes of leering at the young fuckwhore, the masters had
the turntable stopped and ordered the bitch to step down from the dais and
stand in the middle of their half circle of seats.  Davina put both hands
under her enormous belly and tried to hold it up, to relieve her aching
back.  "Put your hands behind your head, YOU FUCKING BITCH!" instructs one
of the masters in a very commanding, threatening tone.  "Ooooh
pleeea...aaahahhaahhaaaaa....  pleeeease!  Ooooh....ahahhaaaa it
h...huuuuuurrrrrts!" "Do you want your fucking slimy baby to live, cunt?"
"Ooooh.  Please...ooooh....don't hurt my babyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" If you want
your baby, Davina, you will do as you're fucking told.  Do you understand,
cunt?" "Yes...ooh yes, I understa..understand." "Then you will dance in
front of us, Davina.  You will do really dirty go-go dancing, sexy babe,
like you're trying to seduce your man and make him fuck your filthy little
girly cunt.  You'll wriggle and bump and grind and shake your big, pert
bottom cheeks, wobble your huge belly and make your lovely milky titties
fly about.  Do you understand, Davina, CUNT?!!" "Oooh god...oh jesus
fucking christ...ooooh noooooooo!  Pleeeeeeeeease don't make me d...do
that, pl...pleeeeeease!" "Do it or your fucking baby dies, cunt, and then
so do you, bitch, very slowly and painfully," hissed a master with a cruel
leer at her crying face.  "And," added another, "while you're disco dancing
for us, Davina, we want you to wobble that wonderful fat baby belly in our
faces and hang your lovely big titties in our faces and bub them about for
us." "Fucking get on with it, you big titted cow!" yelled another.



   In agony and fear for her baby and her own life, Davina began to dance
and wiggle her wonderful body.  The gyrations of her hips and belly were
slow and shy until one of the masters ordered two guards to cane her
breasts.  After the fourth blow across her fabulous chest babies, Davina
wailed "Oooooooooh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!  Stop, please!"
"Then dance properly, you FAT FUCKING WHORE!"



   For over an hour, lovely Davina was forced to dance and wriggle for the
evil men.  She was made to wobble her vast belly and dangle her lovely
milky sex melons in the faces of her tormentors.  Her baby was thrown
around inside her uterus and it responded by kicking her furiously thus
increasing her pain and distress.  The filthy cunt was howling in pain,
whimpering and sobbing from humiliation and fear.  By the time the masters
ordered her to stop dancing and wiggling, she was covered in a sheen of
sweat and she'd pissed down her gorgeous legs.



   In fact, as she struggled to stand with her aching back supporting the
extremely uncomfortable weight of her babybag, Davina lost control of her
bladder entirely, and her stinking dark yellow urine gushed out of her
pisshole, curving in a great arc in front of her fat, sweaty cunt and
poured onto the tiled floor where it formed a big puddle.  Davina sobbed in
abject humiliation, the tears streaking down her beautiful face.



   "You fucking filthy cuntwhore!" hissed one of the masters.  The room
fell silent.  "You will fucking apologise to your owners, you filthy fat
cunt, and then you will kneel down and lick up the mess you've made on our
clean floor, YOU DIRTY YOUNG TART!" he roared, scaring her so much, she
fell to her knees in shock.  Two of the guards grabbed her shoulders and
forced the pregnant sow forward onto hands and knees while a master got up
from his comfortable seat and, grabbing Davina's lovely dark hair, thrust
her beautiful face into the expanding puddle of her stinking urine.



   With her huge belly and enormous milk-filled babybags hanging down to
the floor underneath her and men fondling, squeezing and slapping her
lovely meat, Davina licked up her vile weewee, sobbing, crying and gagging.
It took the poor pregnant female bitch almost fifteen minutes to lap up all
of her own urine from the tiled floor.  Two of the guard boys cleaned up
her face and made the frightened bitch clean its teeth.  Meanwhile others
carried two beds into the centre of the chamber and placed them alongside
each other.







   PART TWO BRUTAL SEX WITH DAVINA



   Lovely Davina McCall was pulled up from her knees by a bunch of her
gorgeous dark hair.  "Aaaaaaaaaaagh!" The master who'd sadistically brought
Davina to her feet walked around in front of her.  Other masters milled
around her, fondling and pinching her delicious, sexy body.  "Listen,
Davina.  We're going to fuck you now, you gorgeous bitch.  In fact, cunt,
you're going to fuck yourself on our cocks, pretty babe.  And it's going to
be your duty to make all of us cum up inside your body, to ensure that we
all squirt our spunk all over your baby.  You will not be allowed to get
off each penis until the master you're sitting on has orgasmed inside your
filthy uterus, bitch.  So the harder you work at riding each of your
owners' penises, the quicker your ordeal will be over.  Get on the first
prick, whore."



   Sobbing, and holding her huge belly, Davina was led by the masters to
the beds and ordered to straddle the master lying there, his enormous fully
erect ten inch penis pointing threateningly at her soft, dry cuntflesh. 
She mewled and cried "Noooo...no...no...no..." as she was forced to squat
with her feet either side of the master's chest and lower herself down onto
her lord's penis.  As it entered the lips of her cunt, she cried out in
humiliation and fear, knowing that this man's enormous cock could damage
her inside and perhaps her baby, too.  Once the knob of his cock had
entered Davina's cunt, she was ordered to alter her posture from squatting
on her feet to kneeling, thus enabling her body to sink further down the
huge three inch diameter penis.



   And, in this position, Davina, her hands on her head, was forced to fuck
herself on all ten of the masters' penises, moving from bed to bed.  The
smallest of the fuckpoles was eight inches long in length and the smallest
diameter was two and a half inches.  To Davina's horror, the largest was
fifteen inches long and three and half inches in diameter with a four and a
half inch knob.  The beautiful young pregnant cunt was made to impale
herself on the entirety of each penis and then to bounce up and down at
least three quarters of its length without stopping until the master shot
his cum inside her.  All of them entered her womb and, on several
occasions, pounded into her baby.  Davina was not allowed to hold her
enormously swollen belly and, as a result, it wobbled and swung about, up
and down and from side to side.



   The pain was appalling and Davina cried out frequently, saying things
like "Oooooooooooh...  aaaaaaaaagh!...  ooooh please...no mooooooooooooore
...oooooooh...god...it huuuuuuuuuuuuurts!" In addition, great pleasure was
obtained from watching her gigantic, swollen breasts flying about on her
chest.  Every time, Davina showed signs of disobeying her masters and not
showing sufficient respect to the lord on whom the whore was impaled, the
masters either side of it began spanking and punching its belly until it
regained the proper rhythm.



   Most of the masters ejaculated into her uterus within about five minutes
of having it placed around his godhood, but one or two took longer, out of
sadistic delight at watching the tears streaming down her face.  It took
over an hour of terrible agony and utter humiliation for Davina to
masturbate her masters with her fat cunthole and her small cervix.



   The pregnant bitch was then led to a three foot long wooden railing,
three feet high and firmly fixed to sturdy wooden supports, one at each
end. It was forced to bend forward over the rail so that its milk-filled
spunkbags hung down on one side of the rail and its belly on the other,
then its wrists were tied to the supports at each end.  Making Davina even
more uncomfortable, the guards tied the bitch's ankles to the supports thus
separating its legs for access to its lower sex holes and making it very
difficult for the cunt to balance its weight.  This ensured that the huge
bitch belly, already sore and, indeed, very painful, would swing about
uncontrollably.



   The masters were about to embark on their cruellest abuse of the cute,
young television bimbo so far.  One by one, they used Davina's mouth to
regain their erections then inserted their hard cocks in between her
gorgeous fat bumcheeks and slammed it into her hot little anus.  Even with
a huge, throbbing erection and a beautiful, naked and tormented female
impaled on a man's penis, it is the height of impossibility for even the
world's greatest stud to generate enough sperm for a second orgasm in such
a short span of time.  It took even the fastest nearly fifteen minutes to
squirt his hot, sticky cum up the fabulously gorgeous woman's tight little
rectum.



   She howled and cried throughout this new abuse of her beautiful young
body and sobbed in humiliation.  The pain she suffered was terrible.  She
felt pain in her sexy bottom, of course.  Not merely the dreadful
discomfort of having so many very large objects pushed into her bowel but
the awful pain of having her pretty bottomflower and the delicate surface
of her rectum ripped and torn, as well as the pounding of iron hard manmeat
against her lower intestines.  Far, far worse, however, was the agony in
her belly as her baby swung about.  The child, fully formed and so close to
being born that it had begun to turn, was aware of the pain it felt and of
the horrible pain its beautiful cuntmother was suffering.  It was kicking
with its legs and beating the inside of Davina's uterus with its tiny
fists, adding to the fuckwhore's distress.



   There was pain in her lower back muscles as they took the full weight of
the first-time mother's distended belly and of the heavy foetus inside it.
And this agony lasted over three hours during which Davina fainted five
times and was brought back with vicious slaps to her face and breasts.







   PART THREE TORTURING DAVINA



   Blood pouring from her sexy young bottom and from her ravaged vagina,
Davina was manhandled across the chamber to a large wooden workbench where
guards forced her down on her back.  Davina screamed as her baby began
turning in her slimy uterus as a result of the brutal treatment meted out
to its pretty cuntmother.  While the beautiful bitch sobbed, screamed and
sweated with the pain emanating from its huge belly, two masters took hold
of one each of its sexy legs, lifted them up and outwards as far as they
would go, bringing her luscious fat back sex organ up slightly off the
bench.  Another master took up position at the end of the bench and leaned
in towards Davina's badly stretched and bleeding whorecunt.



   When the cunt focused on the man she could see, between her painfully
outstretched legs, she began a low, terrified wail which quickly rose to a
high pitched, pitiful scream of terror and anguish.  He was holding up a
large steel fishhook.  It was merely an eighth of an inch thick but its
cross dimension was fully an inch and at its tip were two backward pointing
barbs.  This was a vicious piece of fishing equipment and its intended
catch was inside Davina's belly.  As soon as it registered in her clouded
and fuddled peabrain, even this pretty bimbo cunt was just intelligent
enough to work out where it was going.



   Two more masters, glee writ large on their hideous old faces, took hold
of a fat, juicy cunt lip each and pulled hard, eliciting yet more screams
from Davina as her outer labia were stretched to the point of actually
ripping top and bottom.  Without any attempt at lubricating the lush
whore's cunny, the master began to force his hand into Davina's filthy
little babyhole, the hook firmly between thumb and forefinger.



   The master forced his hand inside Davina's cunthole and, trailing the
strong nylon cord tied firmly to the fishhook between her lovely thighs,
pushed forward to her cervix.  Without the subtlety of even locating the
tiny but already dilating entrance to the bitchwomb, he rammed his hand
right through, splitting the whole vascular area, causing profuse bleeding
and a huge heartbreaking scream from the cunt female itself.  His fingers
had penetrated Davina's uterus and immediately found her baby.  The eight
and a half pound baby had turned almost fully head on to the cervix, ready
to exit, making the master's task easy.  With his fingers, he felt the
child's head and, after locating the centre, he plunged the barbed hook
deep into the soft skull tissue, through some of the brain matter and back
out again where the barbs would prevent it pulling free.  A possibility
remained that the top of the baby's head might be ripped off but, if that
happened, it would merely prolong the agony for mother and child and, in
fact, increase the entertainment value.



   This caused the baby appalling agony and it thrashed around inside
Davina's womb with its arms and legs, causing her great pain.  Her screams
were just wonderful, the stuff of wet dreams.  Indeed, many of the masters
were masturbating themselves or had instructed young pretty teenage boy
guards to wank them.  Those nearest to Davina's beautiful face, twisted in
a moving rictus of unbelievable pain, were leaning over her in order to
squirt their vile, sticky filth on it or in its wide open mouth.



   The master pulled his hand from Davina's gaping, torn vagina without any
care for her discomfort or for damaging her lovely young body yet more and,
with his hand dripping in her blood, he took hold of the nylon cord.  This
he tied to the bottom loop of a long chain which went up and over a pulley
on the thirty foot high ceiling and down to a winch on the wall behind him.



   The winch was operated by another master who turned it, pulling on the
baby and lifting Davina's lower back up off the workbench.  The masters
took hold of the filthy whore to hold its luscious body down on, allowing
the chain gradually to pull the thrashing baby out of her uterus and then
out of her torn vagina.  Davina's sex hole was ripped all the way from her
clitoris and urethra to her anus.



   Once the umbilical cord was between Davina's legs, the masters let go of
her so that she was lifted, upside down, eventually right up in the air by
her baby which took her entire weight by its little head.  The beautiful
cuntwhore dangled, upside down, with her legs kicking out into empty space.
She looked imploringly down at her lords, screaming with terror and
horrific pain.  The baby screamed its little lungs out.  "Oh, look, it's a
boy!" shouted one of the masters, bringing howls of laughter from the
others.  Only the umbilical cord held lovely Davina in the air, her hair
dangling on the floor.  Mother and baby boy continued to bleed, Davina from
her fat cunny and the infant profusely from its head.  Their mixed blood
ran down Davina's body and over her lovely face where some of it trickled
into her mouth, choking her screams.  A big red puddle formed and swelled
beneath the cuntwhore's head.







   PART FOUR SEX MURDER OF DARLING DAVINA McCALL



   Davina fainted from shock combined with the unbelievable agony in her
uterus just moments after her baby boy stopped screaming and a gurgling
noise came from deep in its tiny throat.  The pretty, dark-haired cunt took
more a minute to be revived with smelling salts and began to scream as soon
as it was conscious again.  The realisation that her baby was probably dead
and that she was almost certainly going to be murdered by all these evil
brutes around her struck terror into her heart.  In fact, the baby was
still alive but only just.  The dire sounds coming from its windpipe were
almost the last it would ever make in its pathetically short life, to be
followed only the wheezing of air from its tiny lungs.  The boy baby whore
performed its once and only urination, slimy, thin green shit oozed and
slurped from its rapidly loosening bowels and both liquids streamed down
its legs to drip on Davina's sexy inner thighs where it ran in rivulets
down her gorgeous upside down body and over her pretty face.



   The masters lowered the bitch to the floor and, holding its legs apart,
they yanked the umbilical and placenta right out of its bleeding womb,
causing untold damage in its most private sex organ.  The baby, now almost
dead, was severed from the umbilical at its belly button and unhooked. 
Davina was forced up onto her legs and made to stand.  Two guards held her
by the upper arms to prevent her from falling over in her very wobbly,
unstable condition.  Her dying baby was put in her arms and she was made to
hold it to her huge milk sacs and cradle it as though it was feeding from
her.  The gorgeous TV bimbo wept bitter tears and sobbed her pretty heart
out as she looked at her baby, by now pretty well snuffed out.  The masters
crowded around to get a good look at Davina McCall's moment of great
suffering, fondling her wonderful sexy body, especially her vast sucking
organs and her rapidly deflating belly, and fingering her dead baby.



   The placenta was hacked off the end of the umbilical and laid across her
baby's face.  "Davina, you fucking lovely cuntbitch," said a master, "eat
the placenta, whore." "Ooooooh god nooooooooooo!" she wailed.  "Fucking EAT
IT OR DIE, you filthy cunt!" "Ooooh pleeeeeease don't k...ki...kill
meeeeeeee!" "Then eat your baby's placenta, babe." Davina lowered her
beautiful face, pale with horror, to her baby's and began to chew at the
slimy placenta.  Her entire body was racked with sobbing.



   While Davina chewed on the baby muck and, gagging, tried to swallow it,
the umbilical was tied at one end to a chain dangling over the dirty cunt's
head.  The other end was looped around Davina's long, pretty neck and tied
tight.  The chain, hanging over a wheel suspended from the chamber ceiling,
was hauled in at the far end and tied off.  Davina became aware of the new
horror about to be committed against her and she screamed at the top of her
lungs, almost dropping her baby in panic.  "Stand still, you fucking
cuntwhore, and eat your placenta or we will hang you."



   As Davina continued to eat the placenta off her dead baby's face, the
chain was put under more tension forcing Davina up onto her toes,
whimpering and mewling in pain and fright, her lovely big brown eyes wide
open in shock, tears of horror rolling down the lines of her beautiful
face. Meanwhile, guards placed a long steel spike into a hole in the floor
directly beneath the young slut woman, between her lush long legs.  The
sharp point was guided into her fat, slimy cunthole.



   Two masters took hold of her calves, lifting her feet off the ground,
and held her legs wide apart while four more masters grabbed her body and
shoved her down hard on the spike.  Davina, already choking in the
umbilical noose around her neck, screams through a mouthful of placenta. 
Remarkably, she manages to keep hold of her baby boy's dead body.



   As dirty Davina's curvaceous whore body was forced down, the terrible
sharp-pointed spike travelled swiftly through her cunt, uterus, belly and
into her chest.  She was being impaled and strangled in her baby's
umbilical cord at the same moment.  The spike burst out through the base of
her neck.  Beautiful Davina McCall was dead, exactly as the filthy whore
bitch deserved.











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