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Beth's Not So Virgin Anymore - 3
by BroRicard (address withheld)
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Another chapter in the semi-fictional rendering of a
birthday weekend for my then-girlfriend, Beth. In this
part, she ands up having sex with bottles, kitchen
staff, bums, a man and his 2 children. She also partook
in the "art" of body piercing. All this, and she still
said she loved me. (MFmf, ped, reluc mc, tor, bd, ws,
bg)
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PART 3
We untied her and walked her naked, sore and dripping
down the hall to the service elevator, still
blindfolded. We pushed her inside the elevator car and
hit every button. We told her that when someone talked
to her she needed to offer her body to them. As the
door was closing, she asked, "Why are you doing this? I
love you!"
We took the stairs and checked in on every level. No
one was there except in the basement. Seem the staff
likes to go there and hang out and drink a few beers.
The door opened as we were looking around the corner
and the 2 guys dropped their beers. One guy asked "You
need some help, young lady?"
She said what I told her, and they promptly pulled her
out and bent her over a little dumpster on wheels. They
were all rapidly dropping their pants, and the first
guy stepped up and fucked her pussy, complaining how
loose she was. So her went right into her asshole and
finished.
Then the 7 other guys all took turns with her holes,
some cumming 2 or 3 times in the hour or so she was
bent over the little green dumpster. One young
redheaded guy said he had to piss and started pissing
all over her back and ass. When he was done, he flipped
her feet up and she went into the dumpster with a yelp.
He shut the top plastic door and rolled her down the
ramp to the outside. He pushed the dumpster around the
corner into the alley and whistled, apparently a sign
to the local homeless population that something worth
"diving for" was in the dumpster. By the time we walked
out the side door into the alley, a few bums had
gathered near the dumpster.
3 old bums walked over, flipped up the lid and hooted
and hollered. They pulled her out and she started
screaming a little until one slapped her. She shut
right up. They laid her on the dirty alley pavement and
fucked her one after another, slapping her face
whenever she screamed, which was only one or two times.
After about 6 homeless gents had their way with her,
they all stood and pissed on her. They picked her up
and put her in a larger, industrial dumpster.
They closed the steel lid and walked away. I heard her
tears, and we walked over slowly. We lifted one of the
doors and peered in. Still blindfolded, stinking of
piss and dumpster was bad enough. But this dumpster had
a lot of old food in it from the hotel kitchen. I am
sure some was rotting and there had to be maggots and
rodents in there. She started screaming once she
realized someone was looking in, and we let the door
close.
About 10 minutes later, we opened the door and she had
stopped making noise. I guess she was asleep. So I
reached in and took the blindfold off. I took a lot of
pictures. We pulled her out and she was still
breathing, but must have been passed out. There was a
nasty, slightly torn flannel shirt lying on the ground
by the dumpster, so I put it on her and slapped her
face a couple times to wake her up. She came to and
each of us grabbed a hand and led her towards the
street. Up the street about a block was a neon sign
advertising a tattoo and piercing shop, so we headed
there.
After some coercion, she agreed to ask to get some work
done. We had both her nipples double pierced (like a "
" sign), 6 silver 12 gauge rings in each flappy pussy
lip, 1 silver 12 gauge ring in her hood and one more
through the clit. We bought a few silver chains to clip
around her legs and attached each one to 2 silver rings
in each pussy lip. When she walked or sat, her legs
would pull her lips apart. From the other 4 in each
lip, we bought and hung 6 ounce weights. Her nipples
got the same style weights, but these were each 8
ounces.
She had 3 pounds hanging from her lips and a pound from
her nipples. With all the ring and weights, she gained
about 5 pounds from the time she walked in until the
time she walked out! What a sight she was. I took out
the camera and made sure I documented the whole
process. Every new hole, every new weight. We bought
her a long white tee from the shop that said, "The
Hokey Pokey gave me a new hole! Wanna see?"
Nice. Very nice. We walked back down to the hotel, her
clanging and banging and wincing the whole time. She
piped up and said that I finally got my way... She had
gotten her piercings. We walked her back to the ramp
and told her to go inside and thank the nice men. So up
the ramp she went. I guess I really had broken her.
When they saw her, they yelled "Welcome back!" and
grabbed her roughly. She screamed a little, as the
weights were swinging. From where we were, you could
see them hanging from her pussy. They took her shirt
off and remarked for a while, then started pulling and
poking in every direction. The sad part is that they
all realized how worn out she was and they just played
with her for a while. She didn't try to get away,
simply let them have their way.
One of them stuffed his beer bottle in her pussy,
totally effortlessly. Another shoved his bottle up her
ass, almost as easily. They led her to the service
elevator and tossed her in. Neither of us saw what
floor they pushed, but we hurried around the alley to
the front door. We walked in and sat down in some
chairs, like we were waiting for a friend. We heard the
ding of an elevator and waited for her to appear. As
she did, a man with 2 kids, a teenage boy and girl,
walked towards the elevators and hit the button.
She staggered into the scene and the father acted like
he was concerned. Both of his children looked shocked
as he grabbed her and gently pushed her into the
elevator. We both watched as the 4th floor light came
on and the car stopped. We both walked slowly to the
stairs and then ran up to the 4th, just in time to see
a door close. We strolled up to the door and listened.
I heard a man's voice saying that things would be OK
and the he would make sure whatever type of person she
was, he would make sure that her life served an
educational purpose. I could only imagine.
We waited at the door until we heard a few loud moans
of pain, then knocked. It was quiet for a few seconds,
then the man opened the door. I told him that he had my
girlfriend inside and we needed to make sure she was
OK. He laughed a bit then let us in. What we saw was
unreal. Beth, on her knees on the short-shag carpet,
all of her rings and weights pulling her flesh
downwards. The young man was crouched over, his left
arm almost elbow-deep inside Beth's asshole.
The girl was lying under Beth, almost in a 69, but she
was too short to complete the image. The girl's right
arm was all the way up to the elbow inside her pussy
and she was punching repeatedly. He spoke loudly, as if
he was on a pulpit, that her suffering was to be a
lesson to all.
I told him that her name was Beth, and up until a few
years ago she was a righteous virgin. That seemed to
fuel his passion. Beth was kneeling there, openly
sobbing, her whole body shaking and the weights banging
against each other like chimes from the now
simultaneous punching at her innards. The man walked
over and told the boy that her needed to put both hands
inside, to touch her flesh and feel the evil. He said
the same to the girl and they both did as their father
commanded. Before long, there were four hands inside my
girlfriend, her flesh being fondled from the inside,
visible from the outside. The father told them that
they had felt enough, and it was time to release her.
They not-so-slowly removed their arms from inside her.
He stood on the bed and pissed all over her, asking his
children to release their bodily poisons upon this
manifestation of evil. She remained kneeling there,
knowing what was happening and not shedding one tear.
He told her to get up and get out, and she did, passing
us both on the way out, pausing briefly to look at me
as if asking "Why?"
She left the room and we watched as she walked towards
the end of the hall, towards the stairs to the outside
door. We ran downstairs and I pulled the Jeep around.
Continued in part 4...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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