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Honeymoon Gone Awry Part II Chapter 8

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WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The following
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explicit sex including bestiality.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex
stories upsets you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your

location, DO NOT read it.

   This story is a continuation of "Honeymoon Gone Awry." If you haven't
done so already, you might want to read it first before continuing with
this sequel.  This story will be difficult to understand without the
background material provided in the first story.  It can be found at
http://www1.asstr.org/~Kirk

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DISCLAIMER:
All characters are fictitious.  Any resemblance to anyone either alive

or dead is purely coincidental.

   Comments and constructive criticism are always welcome.

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   The ability of man to adapt and survive provides a fascinating study of
the human mind.  Doug and Julie were no exception to this need for
survival. Both of them, in their own way, developed coping mechanisms when
faced with the impossible situation that threatened to destroy any remnants
of their former selves.

   Julie was developing into a slut in the true sense of the word.  Her
mind was being conditioned to focus on her insatiable desire to satisfy her
sex drive which was enhanced by the drugs added to everything she consumed.
The drug, GHB, forced her to focus all her thoughts on satisfying that urge
that raged within her.  Her mind soon was devoid of any other thoughts - no
thoughts of God, of family, of familiar things, nothing.  She feebly tried
to cling to that which was good by trying to deny that she was a slut, but
deep down inside the lack of inhibition and the sexual arousal caused by
the daily dosage of drugs was winning the battle for her mind and soul.

   Doug, on the other hand, suffered from deprivation.  Since he was only
allowed to cum once since his return to Edgar's estate, this left him in a
highly agitated state at all times.  His mind was also focused on sexual
gratification, but in his case, it was focused on how he could get some.  A
by-product of his conditioning was the increased resentment he was
nurturing for his slut wife.  Every time he saw her cum it only added to
his fury and ill feelings towards her.  He, at the same time, loved and
loathed what was happening to her.

   Monica would soon use sex as an incentive for Doug to do her bidding. 
He would be amply rewarded when he performed as expected, for the Law of
Expectations was at work here and being ingrained in Doug's very soul. 
Much like Pavlov's dogs that were trained to salivate at the sound of a
buzzer, Doug would cum when he performed as expected, but he would find
that the price for sexual gratification was high.

   Edgar entered their suite the following morning.  The married couple was
already dressed and ready for another day.  It was necessary for Edgar to
hire a full time chambermaid to attend to them.  It was impossible for
Monica and him to maintain their roles in society and attend to the couple
at the same time.  Doug and Julie were a full time job.

   Juanita, the new chambermaid, was a busty young Hispanic woman that
Edgar was able to smuggle into the country illegally from Mexico.  She was
rough around the edges, for she had lost her parents at an early age.  She
was raised by her uncle who was often abusive and sent her to work at an
early age.  She owed Edgar a great deal for the lifestyle she now enjoyed
and was more then happy to do his bidding.

   "Well, slut, you look rested this morning," Edgar said.

   "Please leave me alone," Julie protested, remembering her shameful
behavior from the night before.

   "Didn't you enjoy the snake last night?" Edgar asked.

   Julie broke down and cried.

   "I was forced," she wailed.

   "You were forced?" he questioned.

   "Yes, I was forced," Julie maintained, trying to salvage her dignity.

   "Doug, would you say Julie was forced to have sex with a snake?" Edgar
asked.

   "I saw you take the snake away from her," Doug said, seeing an
opportunity to help his situation and score some points.

   "You saw me take the snake away?"

   "Yes, and then my wife begged you to let her have it," Doug said
bitterly.

   Julie looked at her husband in disbelief.  For the first time she saw
how his feelings had changed for her.  He was hurt.  He knew better than
anyone that they made her do these things.

   "Doug, how can you say that?  It's not true," she continued to cry.

   "Well, Julie, even your husband can testify to what a slut you are. 
Would you like to see the video?  The camera never lies!  Don't you
remember?" Edgar asked.

   Julie lowered her head.  Yes, she remembered all too well how she
pleaded with Edgar not to take the fucking snake away.  She remembered how
the damn snake filled her and made her cum like she never came before.  She
remembered how the snake entered her womb and drove her absolutely wild. 
The snake consumed her thoughts all morning.  She couldn't forget what that
long slimy creature did to her.  She had so many regrets.  But.  at the
same time.  the itch in her cunt demanded to be satisfied.  She was still
horny.

   "Tell Doug what you are?" Edgar ordered in a harsh voice.

   "I'm a slut," she whispered with her head still lowered.

   "Yes, my slut, and don't forget it."

   Monica entered the suite and greeted Edgar and the young couple.

   "Good morning, everyone," she said as she walked right over to Doug. 
"Did you sleep well, baby?"

   "No," Doug said meekly.

   "I'm sorry, baby," Monica answered.  "Maybe later."

   Monica knew she could manipulate Doug into doing almost anything with
the promise of relieving the severe ache in his balls.  She was looking
forward to consuming his next load rather than wasting it on an old lady
like Mabel, but Edgar insisted the old lady must be first just to show Doug
how low he would stoop for gratification.

   Edgar looked Julie up and down.

   "Juanita, I want her nails redone - slut red.  Let her nails reflect
what she is," Edgar ordered.

   "Yes, sir," Juanita replied.

   "Julie, here's a little food for thought for this evening.  Of course,
you remember Felix?" Edgar said.

   Julie looked at him puzzled.

   "The snake, slut.  Felix, the Eastern indigo," he said.

   "I remember," she replied.

   "Yes, I'm sure you do.  Well, Felix will be around for a return
performance tonight if you like, and along with him will be two of his
friends."

   "Friends?" Julie questioned.

   "Yes, friends.  Two albino corn snakes that have been specially trained
to coil and constrict around luscious breasts like yours," Edgar replied
relishing the surprised look on her face.

   "That's disgusting!" she exclaimed.

   Edgar laughed.

   "You made a similar comment last night too, but you ended up begging to
have Felix fuck your pussy.  Let's see what happens tonight.  Let's see if
you really find it disgusting.  We'll confirm once and for all what you
are," Edgar chuckled.

   "I won't want your damn snakes!" she protested, knowing in her heart and
mind it was a lie.  She already anticipated what three snakes might do to
her.

   "We'll see.  Think about it," he said as he headed for the door.  "Think
about what those albino snakes could do to your sensitive nipples.  Imagine
them coiling and recoiling around your massive tits as they tease your
long, hard nipples."

   Julie shied away, regretting her outburst.  Her defensiveness was
triggered by her own insecurities.  She knew that everything Edgar said was
true.  She was a slut and had a hard time coming to terms with the reality
of it all.  Little did she know that the rampant desires that burned in her
loins were, for the most part, drug induced as her mind was being
reprogrammed.

   Edgar relished the turmoil that was tearing her apart.  There was a
battle for her heart and soul being fought at this very moment in her mind.
Just a short time ago she was a devout Christian girl who had saved her
virginity for her wedding night.  Both she and Doug waited four long years
in order to keep themselves chaste and pure in the eyes of God so that they
could consummate their marriage, pure and holy before Him.  Now she was
being transformed into a slut who craved only the means of satisfying the
fire that consumed her day and night.  Just last night she protested and
called the snake evil, but ultimately she begged to be fucked by the
serpent.  Yes, the battle raged on within her, and Edgar was determined to
destroy any remnants of morality or decency that remained.

   After breakfast Juanita took Julie back to her suite to redo her nails.
She made Julie remove her blouse and bra before beginning.

   "Why do I have to take my clothes off?" Julie asked.

   "You loco?  You no question me.  I will tell Mr.  Stevens and get you in
big trouble," Juanita warned.

   Julie reluctantly removed her blouse and bra.  She was feeling hot
anyway.

   "Why am I always so aroused?" she wondered.  "I was never like this
before!"

   Juanita had her sit in a chair, and she then secured her wrists to the
arms of the chair.

   "What are you doing?" Julie asked.

   "I'm securing your hands so you can't move while I do your nails.  You
wouldn't want your nails to get smeared."

   This position pushed Julie's huge tits together creating a massive
amount of cleavage.  Juanita had a hard time keeping her eyes off the
girl's tits as she applied the polish to her nails.  She noticed Juanita
staring at her, and she knew the Hispanic had never seen tits as large as
hers.  It made her feel uncomfortable, but, in spite of herself, her
nipples grew hard.  Actually, Juanita was quite large herself, but Julie's
tits dwarfed hers by comparison.

   "You have big tits," Juanita said.

   "Yes, I know," Julie replied.

   "Why are your nipples so hard?" Juanita asked.

   "I don't know," Julie replied.

   "Are you excited?" Juanita asked.

   "No," Julie lied.  Actually she was extremely aroused right now, and she
didn't know why.  If she had only known what had been added to her coffee
this morning.

   "I think you're lying.  I think you're a puta," Juanita said.

   "A what?"

   "A puta, you know, a whore, a slut," Juanita said.

   Julie didn't know how to respond to this woman.  She had no right
insulting her like that.  Why did everyone insist on calling her a slut? 
She grew up in a good Christian home.

   "Why are you calling me a whore?" Julie cried.

   "Because you have the look of a puta.  It's in your eyes.  You have that
hungry look.  I bet you always think about sex.  I bet your panties are wet
right now," she said.

   "No they're not.  Just leave me alone," Julie cried, but she knew
Juanita was right.  Her panties were soaking wet, and she didn't know why
she was so aroused.

   The morning dose of GHB was taking affect, and the poor girl had no idea
that the date rape drug was even being given to her.

   Juanita tried to reach between Julie's legs, but she clamped her legs
shut.

   "You have no right doing this to me," Julie screamed.

   Juanita pulled her legs apart and tied them to the legs of the chair.

   "I can prove you're a puta just like Mr.  Stevens says," Juanita spit
out.

   She reached under Julie's skirt and ripped her thong off revealing her
sopping wet pussy.  Juanita smiled as she slipped her finger between the
moist labia and coated her finger with Julie's juices.  She withdrew her
finger and held it up in front of Julie's face.

   "Not wet, eh?"

   Juanita put her finger in her mouth and sucked the juices off of her
finger.

   "Mmmmmmmm, tastes good," Juanita smiled.

   Julie was so embarrassed and ashamed.  This woman was humiliating her,
and she could do nothing to defend herself.  The proof was between her
legs.

   She finished Julie's nails while looking at her with that knowing smile
on her face.

   Her pussy had betrayed her.  Why did the damn thing always have to be so
aroused and wet?

   "Hey, puta, you want me to help you get off?" Juanita asked as she
reached for Julie's hard throbbing nipples.  "These nipples are so fucking
big!"

   Julie moaned.  She detested the woman, but her hands on her tits felt so
good.

   "You like this, puta.  You like it when I squeeze your nipples?  You
don't want me to stop, do you?" Juanita asked.

   "I hate it," Julie said weakly.

   Juanita laughed loudly.

   "You don't hate it, puta.  You love it," she taunted the poor distressed
girl.

   Juanita leaned over and took Julie's left nipple between her teeth and
pulled hard.  Julie groaned as the Mexican woman grated her teeth back and
forth over her distressed nipple.  Her clit throbbed, and she could feel
the juices seeping from her pussy.  Juanita did the same to her right
nipple further arousing the slut bride.

   "Oh God," Julie moaned.

   "God can't help you, puta, but I can," Juanita snickered as she looked
between Julie's legs and saw the puddle that was forming.  "Look at you! 
Mr.  Stevens was right!  You are such a puta!  Your pussy is a faucet!"

   This illegal alien was humiliating Julie, and there was nothing she
could do about it.  She was right.  Her pussy was dripping like a faucet.
She was a slut.  Any shame she felt soon disappeared as the Mexican abused
her tits.  Juanita soon found out that Julie liked it rough - the rougher
the better.

   Juanita smiled at the distressed slut bride as she separated her pussy
lips and slid two fingers into her hot hole.  Julie moaned at her touch.

   "Ah, you like that, no?" Juanita laughed.

   Yes, she liked it.  That went without saying.  Juanita wasted no time
adding a third finger and then a fourth as she stretched the poor girl's
fat pussy lips apart and widened her hole.

   "Oooohhhhhh!  Oooooohhhh!  Please don't do that," she protested weakly.

   "I know what you need, puta," she laughed as she folded her thumb in
adding it to the four fingers that were already invading Julie's distended
pussy.  She pushed but met resistant.  This didn't discourage the Mexican
as she pushed harder forcing her hand further into the slut bride's
stretched pussy.  Her pussy lips clung to Juanita's hand obscenely.

   "Aggggggghhhhhh!  Please don't do that!  You're hurting me!" she groaned
as she shook her head back and forth.

   The woman continued to violate her cunt showing absolutely no regard for
what the poor girl was going through.

   "What are you doing?" she groaned as the fire burned out of control.

   She closed her eyes unable to look at the woman's mocking smile. 
Juanita knew what she was and Julie did too.  She was nothing more then a
dirty little slut just like Edgar said.

   Juanita pushed harder and her hand slipped into the stretched pussy up
to her wrist.  The woman relaxed for a moment as Julie adjusted to the
intruder.  With her left hand she teased Julie's clit, rubbing and flicking
it with her finger.  This only aroused the poor girl even more.

   "Feel good, puta?  Are you ready for the fuck of your life?" Juanita
asked.

   "No!  No!  I don't want this!" she wailed.

   Julie opened her eyes and looked at the woman.  At that moment Juanita
balled her hand into a fist and drove it with all her might into Julie's
pussy.  Julie grunted as Juanita's fist pounded into her cervix.

   "Ooooohhhhhh!  Please don't," Julie said pleadingly between grunts.

   Juanita smiled at her as she drew her fist back out to the mouth of
Julie's abused pussy and again rammed it back in with all her might.

   "You like it rough, don't you?" Juanita smirked.

   Julie's eyes went wide as her mouth dropped opened.  She was unable to
speak.  Juanita continued pounding her fist into the newlywed's cunt,
battering her cervix, filling the distressed girl with both pleasure and
pain.  She grunted with each vicious blow as her tits flopped wildly on her
chest.

   "Agggggghhhhhhh!" Julie wailed.  "Please stop!  I'm begging you! 
Please!"

   "Hey, puta, I heard you have no teeth.  Is it true?" Juanita asked.

   "What?" Julie moaned focusing on the fist pounding her cervix.

   "I asked you a question!  Is it true you have no teeth?

   "Y...y...yesss," she said, humiliated that even this stranger knew.

   "Fucking slut!  You have no teeth so you can suck cock better, eh?"
Juanita said, driving her fist harder into the distressed girl.

   Julie groaned with pain mixed with pleasure.  Her clit was hard and
throbbing, and, in spite of the abuse she was taking, she was highly
aroused as her cunt became wetter.

   "I want to see!" Juanita ordered.

   "What?" Julie asked between moans unable to focus on the woman's words.
The Mexican was heartless as she pounded her fist into the bride's cunt
like a well oiled machine.

   "Are you fucking deaf?  I want to see you with no teeth.  Take them
out," she ordered as she released Julie's right hand.

   What choice did she have?  This was so embarrassing!

   Julie released the lower denture and took it out.  Juanita grabbed it
from her.

   "Now the other one," she ordered.

   Julie removed the upper denture which Juanita also took.

   "Now smile for me," Juanita ordered.

   The insensitive bitch!  How could she?  This was so humiliating.  The
damn Mexican immigrant was pounding the crap out of Julie's pussy with her
fist and now insisted that she expose her toothless mouth.

   Tears welled up in her eyes as she smiled a toothless smile.  It wasn't
her fault that all of her teeth were removed.  She felt so embarrassed, but
at the same time the raging fire that was consuming her overshadowed
anything else she might be feeling.

   "Fucking puta, did you lose your teeth so you could suck cock better? 
How pathetic you are," Juanita said, degrading the poor slut bride.

   Then Juanita grabbed her swollen clit and twisted it, sending Julie over
the edge.  The climax ripped through her as she groaned from the pounding
she was receiving.  Her juices flowed freely around Juanita's fist which
was now making a swishing noise as it continued to pound her abused cunt.
Julie rode the fist to another climax as the pounding continued.

   "Aaaaaagggghhhhh!" she screamed.

   "That's it, cum, puta.  Cum like the slut that you are!" Juanita said as
she continued battering her cunt.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  Fuck me, you bitch!" Julie screamed as she rode the
fist to another orgasm.  She looked defiantly at Juanita through glazed
eyes as she licked her lips.

   After several minutes, Julie slumped over and Juanita finally withdrew
her fist.  She pulled Julie's head up by her hair.

   "Clean up your mess, puta," she ordered.

   Julie spit at the woman.  She had no right ordering her around.  Who did
she think she was?

   Juanita backhanded her sending her head reeling from the force of the
blow.

   "I said clean up your mess!" she hissed.

   Julie now totally defeated licked the woman's hand, taking each finger
in her mouth and sucking it clean.  When Juanita was satisfied, she
released the slut bride's other wrist from the arm of the chair.

   "You made a mess on the chair.  Clean it up," she ordered.

   "I can't," Julie cried in dismay.

   Juanita was hoping the puta wouldn't cooperate as she started to slap
her large tits.  She smacked them forcefully from the bottom making them
fly up and hit the poor girl in the chin - first the right one and then the
left.  Her blows were fast and furious.

   SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!

   "All right!  All right!  I'll clean up my mess!" Julie cried in despair.

   She gave each tit one more brutal slap before she relented.

   "Clean up your mess and make it fast, puta," Juanita ordered releasing
her legs from the chair.

   "How?" Julie cried.  "I need a cloth."

   "You're really trying my patience!  Scoop it up with your hand and lick
it clean," Juanita said.  "Sluts like you don't get a cloth."

   Julie hesitantly rubbed her hand in her sticky juices and licked her
hand clean.  She continued doing this until the sloppy mess between her
legs was gone.

   Juanita then grabbed Julie's face and looked her in the eye.

   "You like the way I treat you, don't you?  You're nothing but a puta! 
Say it!" she ordered.

   "I...  I'm a puta," Julie repeated with tears in her eyes.

   "Get down on your knees.  I'm not done with you yet!"

   Defeated, Julie scrambled to the floor.

   Juanita removed her skirt and panties.

   "There's one more mess you have to clean up, puta," Juanita said as she
moved her pussy within inches of Julie's face.  "Get busy!"

   Julie looked up at the dark skinned woman in disbelief.  This was the
woman who was supposed to be attending to her needs.  Was this just a
preview of what was to come?

   Juanita kneed her in the left tit, further humiliating and embarrassing
the poor girl.

   "Get busy!" Juanita ordered.  "You got me all hot and bothered, and now
you have to finish what you started!"

   Julie leaned forward and ran her tongue up and down the swarthy labia.
The woman was wet, and Julie tasted the juices flowing from her.  Juanita
then grabbed her by the hair and pushed her face into her cunt.

   "I want you to eat my pussy, and I want to see some enthusiasm.  Use
those gums to suck my pussy lips," Juanita ordered.  Yes, that's it... 
just like that.  Those fucking gums are amazing!"

   In spite of herself, eating Mexican pussy was turning Julie on.  She
sucked on her labia massaging it with her gums.  She then worked her way
down to the Mexican's dripping hole and buried her tongue as deep as
humanly possible.  Juanita moved her hips constantly pushing forward,
smothering Julie with her pussy.  She worked her way back up to the woman's
clit and captured it between her gums.  She applied pressure to the
sensitive clit.

   "Yes!  Yes!  That feels so fucking good.  Oh God, I'm going to cum! 
You're making me cum, you nasty slut," Juanita screamed as she held Julie's
head grinding her pussy all over the poor bride's face.  "Suck harder, you
bitch!  Use those damn gums!"

   Julie's face was covered in Juanita's cum as she devoured the woman's
spasming pussy.

   Juanita shuddered for many minutes as she used Julie's face to sooth her
aroused cunt.  She was intentionally rough on her, showing her no mercy.

   "That's it!  Lick it clean," Juanita ordered as she started to recover
from her orgasm.  When she was finally done, she pushed Julie away.

   "You disgust me!  Here's your teeth.  Get dressed!" Juanita ordered.

   Julie silently dressed, avoiding the Mexican woman whom she detested. 
Her faced was covered in Juanita's juices.

   "You better go and clean yourself up.  Your face is a mess, and Mr. 
Stevens will be here shortly," Juanita said.

   Julie went into the bathroom dejectedly as Juanita stepped out into the
hall.

   "It is done, Senor Stevens," Juanita said.

   "Good, Juanita, I knew I could count on you," Edgar chuckled.  "I hope
you weren't too rough on her."

   "Rough enough to show her what a puta she is," Juanita said smiling at
her boss.

   "Good and you know what to do this afternoon?"

   "Oh yes, not to worry," Juanita said, smiling seductively at her boss.



   Meanwhile Doug spent the morning with Monica hoping that she would
reward him by relieving the ache in his balls.  He was obsessed with the
thought of cumming, and the fact that he got very little sleep last night
combined with the dose of GHB he was given earlier, was driving him insane.


   "Did you have a good time last night?" Monica asked as she kissed Doug's
neck.

   "Yes," Doug replied cautiously as his cock twitched.

   "Mmmmmm, did you like slapping those huge tits around, baby," Monica
whispered as she removed his Houdini chastity belt.

   "Yes," he moaned as his cock was released.

   "I bet you did, and if you continue to be a good boy, I can promise you
that you'll be doing a lot more than that to your wife," Monica said as she
led Doug to the bathroom.

   Monica then picked up an inflatable enema nozzle

   "OK, baby, it's time to clean you out.  I have a new dildo I want to try
out on you today.

   Doug groaned at the thought of what she was about to do to him.  Monica
worked the nozzle past his sphincter and into his rectum.  She then gave
the bulb a few squeezes which inflated the nozzle in his ass preventing
anything from getting out.  She next connected the enema bag's hose to the
nozzle.

   The bag itself held over a gallon of warm liquid which was a special
solution that Monica prepared just for Doug.

   "Are you ready, baby?" she whispered in his ear as she opened the clamp.
Doug let out a long, low moan as the warm liquid entered his rectum.

   As the long minutes passed, Monica watched as Doug's flat abdomen
swelled with the warm liquid that continued to fill him.  She dumped
another two quarts of the solution into the bag before moving behind him.
She put her hand on his bloated abdomen and slowly rubbed his belly.

   "That's it, Doug.  I want you to take it all," she whispered as her
other hand traveled down and wrapped itself around his hard, throbbing
cock. She stroked his cock as his belly continued to grow.  His cock was
leaking like a faucet.  The precum flowed freely from his pulsating shaft,
and Monica rubbed it into his sensitive cock head.

   "Ooohhhhhhhhhh!" Doug moaned.

   "Filling up, baby?" Monica teased as she kissed his neck and shoulders.

   "Oh God, yes.  I can't take any more," he moaned.

   "Yes, you can.  You can take a lot more.  Do it for me, baby," she
whispered as she kissed his ear while still stroking his cock.  The liquid
continued to flow relentlessly into his rectum and colon.  "You would do
anything for me, wouldn't you, Doug?"

   "Yes," he groaned.

   Monica could feel his muscles twisting and spasming inside him.  His
body was evidently resisting the flood of enema liquid filling him.  She
imagined that by now his colon was filling nicely.

   "Ooooohhhhhhh, please," he begged as the cramps became worse.

   His body movements increased until both his ass muscles were flexing and
his pelvis began to grind as Monica continued to stroke his hard cock.

   "Remember, baby, you're not allowed to cum.  If you get too close, you
let me know.  Believe me, you don't want to find out what Edgar would do to
you if you came without his permission," she warned.

   Doug groaned in frustration.

   He looked pregnant as he stood there, filled with well over a gallon of
liquid.  Monica finally clamped the hose, stopping the flow.  She removed
the hose, checking first to make sure that the nozzle was closed.

   "Please take it out, Monica.  I can't bear it much longer," he whined.

   "Oh, baby, I'll take it out.  Don't you worry about that, but there's
something you have to do for me first," she said as she walked around in
front of the poor boy.

   He stood there with the nozzle protruding from his ass.  The bulb in his
rectum was inflated so that nothing could get in or out.  His belly was
huge, filled with the warm liquid that Monica now forced him to hold.  His
cock stood out from his belly as hard as a rock, still dripping precum.

   Monica feared that in his condition he might cum.  She couldn't let that
happen.  Not only would Doug pay dearly for a mistake like that, but Monica
would also suffer as a result.  Edgar was adamant.

   "Are you close?" Monica whispered in his ear.

   Doug hesitated.  He was very close.

   "Yes," he mumbled.

   "You know I can't let that happen, Doug.  I talked with Edgar this
morning and tried to persuade him to let you cum today, but he wants to
wait a little longer.  I really tried," she whispered.

   "Ohhhhhhhhh," Doug groaned in frustration.

   "I need to do something that you're not going to like, but remember I'm
doing this for your own good," she said as she backed away.

   Doug watched her closely through pain-filled eyes.  The cramps were
getting more severe, and he had a hard time standing.  And then he saw what
she had in her hand.

   "Noooooooo!  Please not that," he begged.

   "I'm sorry, baby.  It's the only way," Monica said as she placed the
prongs of the taser against his ball sack and pressed the trigger.

   "Aggggggghhhhhhh!" Doug screamed in agonizing pain as the electrical
charge ripped through his groin.  The pain was unbearable as he dropped to
his knees.

   His cock shrunk somewhat, and Monica no longer feared that he would cum.

   Doug babbled and made inarticulate noises as he began to recover from
the sharp pain that ripped through his testicles and then right to the very
tip of his cock.

   He looked up at her with tear-filled eyes.

   "It's almost over, baby.  All you have to do is one more little thing
for me, and then I'll take that nasty plug out of your ass," she said as
she helped him up.

   She led Doug back into the bedroom.  He struggled.  The cramps were now
more pronounced as he hobbled along, being led by the dark skinned vixen.

   "Lie down on the bed on your back," she ordered.  "After you make me
cum, I'll remove the nozzle."

   Doug looked at her in disbelief.

   "I can't..."

   "You can and you will, Doug.  Think of it as an incentive to get me off
quickly.  The better you perform, the faster I'll cum, and the quicker that
plug will be removed from your ass, providing you the relief you want," she
said.

   Doug lay on his back with his bloated belly sticking up obscenely,
resigned to the fact that there was no other way.  His cock was semi-hard,
still feeling the ill effects of the taser.  Monica straddled Doug's head,
facing towards him as she lowered her sopping wet pussy down over his face.

   "Get to work, baby," she hissed as she ground her cunt all over his
face.

   Doug knew that the faster he got her off, the sooner the plug would be
removed.  His tongue was all over her cunt as he sucked her juices into his
mouth.  He nibbled on her clit and bit it lightly as she became more
aroused.  He then buried his tongue in her hole, savoring the sweet taste
of her nectar.

   "Oh yes, Doug, that's it, baby!  That feels so good," she moaned as she
rode his face.

   She reached down below his protruding belly and wrapped her fingers
around his semi-hard cock.  She stroked it until it once again grew long
and hard in her hand.  She licked her lips as she became more aroused. 
More than anything, she wanted to bury his cock in her pussy, but Edgar
said no.  Damn him!

   Doug was frantic.  He was feeling so many different emotions, all at the
same time.  The cramping was much worse, but his cock was hard and pulsing
with need.  He couldn't take this much longer.  He bit down on her clit,
sending her over the edge.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  I'm cumming!" she screamed as she ground her pussy
down harder on his face, cutting off his air supply.

   He stabbed his tongue into her and swallowed continuously, trying to
keep up with the sweet nectar that was gushing out of her hole.  His nose
was covered, and he couldn't breathe.  He turned his head to the left and
right, trying to free himself, but it was all for naught.  Monica bore down
hard, preventing him from moving.  He was at her mercy.

   Finally reality hit her as she saw his whole body convulsing, and she
lifted her hot, throbbing cunt off of his face.

   He gulped in large amounts of air as he struggled to breathe.  He
couldn't get enough.  He had grown dizzy and almost passed out.  He saw his
life pass before his eyes when suddenly she relented.

   "It's alright, baby," she cooed as she kissed his face.  "You got me so
excited.  You were driving me crazy."

   Doug said nothing as he still struggled to get air into his lungs.  His
cock remained hard as Monica slipped a cock ring down to the base of his
cock.

   "Let's get you back in the bath room," she said as she helped him up.

   Doug hobbled back into the bathroom and sat on the commode.  He was
light headed and felt ill.

   "Now listen carefully, Doug.  I'm going to remove the nozzle, but you
are not to release anything until I tell you to.  Do you understand?"

   "I can't hold it," he wailed in despair.

   "Yes, you can because if you don't, you will be punished.  You will
receive the taser again, but for a much longer period of time," she
threatened him.

   Doug looked up at her in disbelief.  She was asking for the impossible.
He was filled to capacity.  How did she expect him to hold back?

   "Remember to concentrate.  Squeeze tight and don't allow any of the
solution to escape until I tell you to," she reminded him as she deflated
the bulb in his rectum and slowly removed the nozzle.

   Doug clamped down on his sphincter, trying desperately to keep the flood
gates from opening.

   "Good, baby," Monica whispered as she dropped the nozzle and straddled
Doug's legs as he sat on the commode, obviously in distress.  "You're doing
just fine.  You can do just about anything when you try hard enough."

   "I can't hold back any longer," he grunted through clinched teeth.  His
face was scrunched up in a grimace as he fought to maintain control over
his sphincter.

   "Yes, you can baby.  You can do it for me," she insisted as she grabbed
his hard, throbbing cock and guided it to her wet, gaping hole.  She
lowered herself as his cock traveled up and into her warm cavern, finally
pushing against her cervix.

   "I can't..."

   Monica pulled his head to her tits as she finally gave him permission to
relieve himself.

   "Go ahead, baby," she hissed as she rode his cock.

   The flood gates opened as the solution gushed out of poor Doug's rectum
and colon.  It seemed to go on forever as the liquid splattered all over.
He felt such relief as the cramping let up and his belly slowly returned to
normal.  After the initial discharge, there was a lull in the action for
several minutes before another gush of brown liquid poured out.

   "It's not over yet, Doug.  You still have more in you.  It will take a
few minutes, but I bet you're feeling much better already," she cooed in
his ear as she rode his cock.

   "Yes," he replied weakly, just glad that the worst of it was over.

   He had the urge again and another gush of brown liquid came pouring out.
Monica just continued to ride his cock, reveling in the girth of his shaft
as it filled her to capacity.  Finally fearing that he might cum, she
reluctantly lifted herself off of his stiff member.

   Doug sat there on the commode now totally drained but sporting a raging
hard-on.

   Monica quickly retrieved the Houdini Chastity Cage not the harness, for
she wasn't done with him yet.  She wanted access to his rectum, access that
the harness wouldn't permit.  The problem was that she couldn't get the
tube over his cock.  It was too hard.

   "Doug, we have a problem.  You need to get soft so I can get this tube
back on you," she explained.

   Panic was written all over the poor boy's face.  He knew what that
meant.

   "I'll give you a couple of minutes to settle down and get your cock
soft. However, if you can't do that for me, baby, then I'll have to take
more drastic measures.  You know what that means," she warned.

   Doug was frantic.  He had to get soft.  Why did he always have a
hard-on? He was never like this before.  He concentrated on the
consequences of not getting soft, but he was distracted by Monica who was
standing in front of him.  She was gorgeous as she stood there with her
large luscious tits swaying seductively back and forth on her chest.  This
only got him harder.

   Five minutes passed, but he was still hard.

   "Oh God, what's the matter with me," he groaned as another gush of
liquid poured out of him like a tidal wave.

   "Time's up!  I'm sorry, baby.  You had your chance," she said as she
approached him with the taser.

   She kneeled down and took his cock in her hand.  It was so big and
beautiful, she thought as she ran her tongue all over the velvety head.

   "Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Doug moaned at her touch, but then his balls were filled
with indescribable pain as the taser did its job, filling his scrotum with
50,000 volts.

   His cock went limp, and Monica slid the tube over his deflated cock and
attached the cuff around his scrotum, assuring that he would not get hard
again.

   "That hurt me more than it hurt you, baby.  I didn't want to do it.  I
think you've earned a nice, long, hot shower.  Take your time.  I'll be in
the other room," she said as she kissed him on the lips and then left him
alone.

   Doug was glad that the ordeal was finally over, and the hot shower did
wonders to revitalize him.  After finishing up, he walked into the bedroom.
Monica stood there wearing her harness.  Attached to the harness was a
dildo that was longer and thicker than any of the others she had used on
him.

   "We're going to have a little fun with the time that we have remaining,"
she cooed.

   "Ohhhhhhh!" Doug moaned, remembering that it wasn't over yet, and this
was only the start of his day.  Monica lubed him up and rode his ass for
over an hour as she climaxed continuously.  Doug's balls ached as he was
unable to achieve a hard-on thanks to the Houdini Chastity Cage.

   He couldn't think straight as the lust boiled in his veins.  How he
wished things were different.  If he could only go back in time, he would
do things differently.  His mind was in a daze as Monica continued to pound
his ass with her new toy.  Her hand came down on his bare ass as she buried
the long, thick phallus up his rectum and into his colon.



   Meanwhile back in the suite Julie washed her face, reapplied her
make-up, and fixed her hair.  Her body had betrayed her again.  She was
disgusted with herself for letting the Mexican ingrate get the best of her.
How dare that Hispanic treat her in that manner.  She came from a
well-to-do family and knew all about the illegal immigrants who were
entering the country by the thousands.  Juanita's relatives were probably
among them, she reasoned, trying to make herself feel better.

   She checked herself in the mirror and saw a sexy seductive vixen staring
back at her.  The short denim skirt she was wearing along with the six inch
heels accentuated her long shapely legs.  Her tank top revealed a deep
valley of cleavage that, thanks to her bra, filled out her top to
overflowing.  She had changed so much over the past few weeks.  A stranger
stared back at her, but she still had mixed feelings.  She craved the
things that she was forced to do but, at the same time, was filled with
such guilt at betraying the Lord.  Only a short time ago she was a strong
person, grounded in her beliefs and firm in her convictions.  Now, all of
that was slowly dissipating.

   When she entered the suite, no one was there.  She expected to find
Edgar waiting, for she was never left alone.  She walked over to the door.
It was unlocked.  That was strange.  She opened the door and looked down
the hall.  It was empty.

   Her pulse quickened.  She was alone.  For the first time in weeks she
was actually alone.  Maybe she could make it downstairs and out the front
door.  Then she could find help.  The authorities would understand. 
Edgar's so called contract probably wasn't worth the paper it was written
on.

   She edged her way carefully down the hall towards the stairs.  No one
was in sight.  She stealthily worked her way down the stairs and over to
the front door.  She reached for the door knob.  It was unlocked.  Her
heart was beating at a hysterical pace as she opened the door and snuck
out. For the first time in weeks she breathed fresh air.  She looked up at
the sun and felt its warmth.  It felt so good, but she was wasting time. 
She couldn't just stand there.  She would be caught.

   She looked around and decided to try and make it to the woods in the
distance.  At least there she would be able to find cover within the
forest. If she stayed out in the open, they were sure to find her.  It was
impossible to move quickly in six inch heels!  She took them off and ran
barefoot through the grass.  Her tits bounced up and down on her chest as
she quickly tried to make it to the woods undetected.

   Finally she entered the safety of the woods and slowed down out of
breath.  The run to safety was her first step towards freedom.  She still
kept moving, fearing that Edgar and Monica would soon discover that she was
missing if they hadn't done so already.

   The woods became denser as she continued her journey.  This was
certainly not uncharacteristic of the Adirondacks.  She stumbled upon a
path as the forest became darker, the rays of the sun partially blocked out
by the density of the forest.

   Suddenly a grunt of air escaped her as she was stopped in mid-stride. 
Her body was flung sideways from the trail to land painfully on the bed of
the forest.  Stunned, she didn't know what hit her until a pair of hands
grabbed her from behind by her hair and pulled her to her feet.

   "Leave me alone!  What do you think you're doing?" she screamed as she
looked up and saw three huge blacks standing before her.

   "Well, what the fuck do we have here?" one of them said, grinning evilly
from ear to ear.

   "Let me go, damn it," she screamed as she struggled to get free.  She
kicked and swung out with her arms, but they were too strong and powerful.

   "Shut up, bitch!" the black man ordered as he backhanded her, sending
her head reeling.

   Julie was dazed by the unexpected blow and filled with fear at the
thought of being caught alone in the woods with three black men.  She could
see by their uniforms that they were prisoners or convicts of some sort,
but what were they doing here in the woods in the middle of nowhere?

   "Now that's a nice piece of white meat," the other black said as he
grabbed the front of her tank top and violently ripped it off her with one
yank.

   Julie was taken by surprise.  The black wasted no time in ripping her
bra off, releasing her huge tits to the gawking eyes of the three black
men.

   "Holy shit, look at those fucking tits!  They're huge!  Are those babies
real?" asked the first black man as he squeezed Julie's right tit.  "I'm
gonna have me some fun with these white milk sacks.  I haven't had a piece
of ass in over two years."

   "Don't do that," she wailed, trying to get away from the large black
hands that were abusing her tits, but the man holding her from behind
grabbed her hair and yanked her head back forcing her tits forward as a
sacrifice to his two buddies.

   "If you don't want to get hurt, you better cooperate.  We're not taking
any shit from some white trash like you," he hissed.

   Each man took hold of one of her large tits and started sucking and
chewing on her inch long nipples.  Julie was disgusted by the bastards,
but, at the same time, could feel the tingling sensations beginning in her
pussy.  What was wrong with her?  She was mad at herself for getting
aroused by these abusive blacks.  She didn't want it.  It wasn't right, but
she couldn't help herself.

   "No!  No!  Stop it, damn you!" she screamed, but her screams only seemed
to excite them even more.  They bit and slapped her heaving tits unable to
get enough of the white meat.

   The black holding her from behind reached down under her skirt and
ripped off her thong.

   Julie struggled, kicking out at the bastards who were abusing her, but
they threw her to the ground.  Two of them held her down by her arms.  Her
massive tits jiggled and shook on her chest like jell-o.  The third black
convict ran his hand up Julie's thigh and felt the wetness in her now naked
pussy.

   "Hey, the bitch is wet!" he exclaimed.  "This ho is really getting off
on this.  She likes it!"

   "Stop it, damn you!  You have no right!" she screamed.  "I'm a good
Christian girl!"

   His comments enraged Julie as she thrashed all the more trying to free
herself.  Why did everyone insist on calling her a slut?  They had no right
doing these things to her.

   The black between her legs reached up and smacked her right tit hard. 
He then smacked her left tit.  He grabbed her by her long nipples.  That
got her attention.

   "Look, bitch, if you kick me one more time, I'm going to bite your
fucking nipple right off, and if you think I'm joking, just go ahead and
try it!  You're going to get fucked whether you like it or not.  None of us
have had a piece of ass in a long time.  We can do this the easy way or the
hard way, " he challenged her as he released her nipples and removed his
prison uniform.

   Julie looked up in terror as she saw what was hanging between his legs.
He was built like a horse.  His cock was over nine inches long, and it
wasn't even hard yet, and it was as thick as her arm.

   He kneeled down and rubbed his large black cock up and down between her
pussy lips, and then up and over her throbbing clit.

   "Oooooowwwww, I almost forgot how good pussy felt," he snickered at her.

   Julie moaned unable to help herself.  She was so embarrassed.  She
didn't want him to know how much she wanted his large, black snake.  She
remembered Benjamin and his thirteen inch cock and how it filled her.  She
wanted to be filled again with black meat.

   "Good Christian girl?  This white bitch is one hot mother.  She's so
fucking wet down here," exclaimed the black man as his large cock head
rested against the entrance of her hot cunt.  He pushed hard, and the head
of his cock disappeared.  He steadily drove the rest of his cock up her hot
hole until he was wedged up against her cervix.

   "Oh God!  Oh God help me!" Julie exclaimed as she moaned.  Her body was
betraying her, and she was responding to this brutal rape.  The two other
blacks wasted no time in squeezing, pulling, kissing and sucking on her
large sensitive tits.  This fanned the fire burning within her even more as
the two mouths traveled all over her tit meat.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Suck on my tits!  Bite them!" she moaned.

   One of the blacks, unable to stand it any longer, whipped out his now
hard cock and ordered Julie to suck it.

   It felt strange sucking cock with her dentures in her mouth, but there
was no way she was telling these thugs that she wore dentures.  By now the
black man in her pussy was ramming her with a vengeance, pounding into her
cervix and threatening to break through.

   Julie grunted and groaned with every thrust.  She was so full.  The
enormous black cock was stretching her to new limits, and soon she was on
the verge of a climax.  She was beside herself.  How could she climax when
these thugs were raping her?  It hit her like a bolt of lightning as her
body convulsed out of control and her vaginal muscles clamped down on the
monstrous cock buried in her cunt.  She shivered as waves of pleasure
traveled up and down her spine.

   "Oh God, I'm coming!  Aaaaaggghhhhhh!" Julie screamed.

   "This white ho is on fire!" he exclaimed.  "I got an idea!"

   The black took his long hard cock out of Julie's spasming cunt and lay
down on the ground.

   "Okay, get the white bitch on top!  I want that nasty cunt riding my
black snake," he ordered.

   The two blacks lifted the still spasming girl by the arms like a puppet
and placed her on their buddy's cock facing him.  His cock easily slid into
her well lubed cunt.

   She groaned as the black snake once again violated her hot hole.  She
looked down at him through glazed eyes as she licked her lips.  He pulled
her forward by her pendulous tits while one of his other black buddies ran
his cock up and down the crack of her ass.

   "Ooooohhhhh!  What are you doing?" Julie groaned in her lust induced
state.

   "Just giving you what you deserve, ho!" laughed the black man.

   He positioned his cock at her anus and pushed.

   Julie grunted.

   Nothing happened.  His fat black cock was just too big.  He pushed
again, but her sphincter resisted and banned him from entering.  He tried
several more times but was unable to force his monster cock up her ass.

   "Damn!" he exclaimed.  "She's fucking tight back here!"

   "You have to lube it first, man!" said the black pounding Julie's pussy.
"Don't you know anything?  Here, dip it in her cunt first," he said lifting
Julie up like a rag doll so that he could withdraw his cock and let his
buddy enter.

   The other black worked his cock in and out of her sloppy cunt getting it
nice and wet before trying again to penetrate her rectum.  This time Julie
could resist no long and her sphincter gave as the large bulbous head of
his cock entered her.  She yelped as he pushed forward, burying several
inches up her shitter.

   "Ohhhhhhh Goddddddd, You're too big!" Julie wailed as she felt both
cocks filling her.  Over twenty-four inches of black cock was threatening
to ream out her pussy and ass.  They developed a rhythm and were pistoning
in and out of her holes like a well oiled machine.  Julie remembered back
to the previous night when Edgar and the snake double fucked her.  This got
her even more excited.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!" Fuck me good!" she exclaimed as chills ran up and
down her spine.

   The third black convict walked around in front of Julie and grabbed her
by the hair.  He raised her head up.

   "Suck my cock, bitch!" he ordered as he slapped her across the face with
his semi-hard cock.

   Julie in a daze opened her mouth to accept the huge black cock that was
about to violate her throat.  She was so far gone now.  She didn't care
what they did to her.

   "Stick out your tongue," he ordered.

   Julie mindlessly obeyed.  The black slapped her tongue with his long
black snake before pushing forward and burying his serpent to the back of
her mouth as he held on to her hair.  His black buddy who was pounding her
pussy reached up and grabbed her large swaying tits and mauled them.

   "Take it all, white bitch," he snarled.  "I'm going to show you what a
real cock feels like."

   Holding her firmly by the hair, with one thrust, he buried his cock in
her throat up to his balls.

   "Fuck, that feels good," he exclaimed as he started to fuck her throat
with his black serpent.  "This ho knows how to suck cock!  She took the
whole thing!" He pounded her face viciously.

   Julie was on overload.  Every hole was filled with black cock, and she
was on the verge of another climax.  The fire built in the pit of her
stomach and exploded causing her to spasm uncontrollably as her body
convulsed.  The climax raced though her system.  Her pussy and anus
spasmed, caressing the huge black cocks violating her, and she sucked
greedily on the cock that was buried in her mouth.  She didn't care any
more.  They could use her.  She felt so fucking good.  She moaned around
the cock as it pistoned in and out of her throat.

   She was like a wild animal as she bucked up and down riding the two huge
black poles that were buried in her pussy and ass.  They were the pleasure
givers.  She willingly sucked the monster cock that battered her throat. 
His balls slapped against her chin with each violent thrust.

   The black convict raping her pussy got rougher with her tits as he
smacked them from the sides and watched them collide into each other.  This
only further enflamed her as she brutally dropped herself on the enormous
black cocks that were ripping in and out of her cunt and asshole.

   She was a lust crazed animal, and she knew she was a slut just like they
said.  She loved having all three holes filled with cock.  She wanted it.
She was in her element.  Why did she waste so many years when she could
have been enjoying herself?

   "Yes, this is what I was made for," she thought as another climax hit
her, sending her higher and higher.  Every nerve in her body was alive and
tingling as climax after climax ravaged her body.

   She never wanted it to end, but the three excited blacks were reaching
the boiling point as their cocks were expertly worked by this immoral slut.
It's amazing that they lasted as long as they did already.  She was
accommodating and handling the three black cocks with no problem at all. 
She was a crazed sex machine that had a fire burning within her that no one
could put out, and they were having a hard time keeping up with her.

   The black man buried in her pussy came first, filling her with his hot
cum.  Load after load of cum shot into her and, before he was done, the
black convict buried deep in her ass was unable to hold off any longer as
his pulsating cock gushed cum up her rectum.  She was filled to
overflowing.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!"

   She groaned around the cock filling her throat which triggered an
explosion which sent scalding hot cum directly into her belly.  She loved
the taste of his cum.  She looked like a pump as she drained the three huge
cocks.

   They forced her to sit up, and, as they held her by her hair, she
cleaned their cocks one by one.  She licked them enthusiastically, taking
their orange sized balls into her mouth and sucking lovingly on them.  Even
the acrid taste of the cock that had violated her ass didn't bother her. 
She cleaned up the remnants of her excrement that adhered to his cock
without giving it a second thought.  This is how low she had sunk, and she
didn't even realize it.

   "This white bitch is something else!" one of them exclaimed.

   "She one nasty ho!" exclaimed another.

   "Oh God, that was great!" she exclaimed as she scooped up the cum
dripping from her pussy and licked her fingers clean.

   "Shhhhhhh!  Listen!" whispered one the blacks with a scared look on his
face.

   There was a rustling in the distance.  Footsteps were approaching.

   "What's that?" another asked, filled with alarm at the approaching
footsteps.

   "It sounds like someone's coming.  Let's get the fuck out of here," the
third said as they grabbed their clothes and headed off in the opposite
direction.

   Julie ached all over as she slowly got up.  She looked for the remnants
of her clothes.  She needed to get out of there before whoever was coming
found her.

   As she attempted to run, Edgar suddenly stood in her path.  She was too
late.

   "Charles, get her," he yelled as Charles came forth and grabbed the
dazed girl.



   As it turns out, the blacks were part of a work detail from the local
penitentiary that escaped earlier that morning.  The authorities had been
combing the woods for them all morning.  The three happened to come upon
Julie in the woods.  Actually Julie slowed them up and was instrumental in
their capture.  They were soon taken back into custody and returned to
prison.  They were left with an afternoon they would not soon forget - the
sultry white crazed slut with the amazingly large tits.

   Needless to say Julie returned to Edgar's estate.  Would she be punished
for trying to escape?  Wasn't every humiliating act already punishment
enough?  She would soon find out that crossing Edgar was no a wise move to
make.


   

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