Message-ID: <32649asstr$1001542202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: toryu88@hotmail.com (sir_kraken) X-Original-Message-ID: <1fff344a.0109260953.51d44ec1@posting.google.com> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 26 Sep 2001 17:54:01 GMT X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: 26 Sep 2001 10:54:00 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} ASS} Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chapter 34 {Toryu} (fM+ reluc interr oral anal nc/cons bdsm sad best pierc exhib fist inc) Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2001 18:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, hecate This is an original work of adult literature. If you are under 18 years of age, read no further. If you are a pious self-righteous adult burdened by a repressive religious upbringing and sexual hang-ups too numerous to count, then you too should pass. This work may be copied for personal use and enjoyment, ONLY. Reposting on any pay sites is forbidden without the expressed permission of the Author at: toryu88@hotmail.com It is a work of fiction from my fantasies. The seed of the story came from BlackDemon's "Church" series, which landed in my fertile mind and grew like a weed with more details and embellishments. This work contains f_M+, Domination, Con/NC sex, slavery, prostitution, beast, bondage, interracial, masochism, sadism, breast torture, piercing, large breasts, and whatever else comes to mind. Feel free to offer comments and suggestions at the above email. {ASS} Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation {Toryu} (fM+ reluc interr oral anal nc/cons bdsm sad best pierc exhib fist inc) Vestal Whore: Communion of Degradation Chapter 34 Rachel awoke not fully knowing where she was. She was curled in a slight crescent like a sleeping cat in the corner of the room on the dusty floor. She began to straighten her legs and groaned with pain as her nerve endings sent pleading signals from her battered flesh. As she lay on her side, her fat and swollen breasts rested on one another beneath her chin like two large water filled balloons. One look at their swollen discolored mass and memories flooded back into her brain. The purple bruises beneath the thick blue veins that criss crossed the rounded expanse of once smooth flawless skin reminded her of the merciless hands of the burly Sergeant. With the memory her cunt cramped with excitement as her stomach churned with revulsion. Her cunt and ass throbbed dully as she remembered the delightful sensation of stretched fullness from the two strangers rampaging cocks. Her tongue snaked out to moisten her dry cum caked lips and she felt the swollen cut on her lower lip and felt the dried blood, and remembered vaguely the presence of her mother and father. Hopefully she shifted her eyes around the room but only saw the half clad men sitting at the table talking in low tones amongst themselves. She shifted her legs and felt the wadded towel stuffed between her bruised thighs. As she pulled it away she felt the towel tug the tender swollen flesh of her labia. She shivered as the rough fabric rubbed against the swollen finger of her clit. A sudden feeling of panic flared as she felt a stiff band around her neck, her hand shot up to feel the thick leather collar circling her pale neck and she sobbed inwardly. Looking down she saw that her crotch was bloody, the towel put there to staunch the flow of her period. She never realized that the dual assault by the twin male prongs had done more than shower her in the delicious vile filth that greased the latches and locks freeing the obscene beast with her. Lost amid the bloody flux was the dead fruit that had rooted in her womb like a foul festering growth. It was the bastard product of countless millions of rampant sperm, the commingled seed of her lovers, human and beast that had inundated her defiled womb during her obscene couplings of the last weeks, like a horde of maggots, squirming and writhing in their repeated assaults. Fleeting victory was theirs as the putricent host had polluted the pure fruit of her womb just as sure as the throbbing staff from which they spurted had corrupted and seduced her once pious and reasoned mind. Her ripe body had born obscene fruit, plucked like a weed from a newly plowed bed. Yet the fruit had fathered changes of its own, her overly pulchritudinous body was now awash with the hormones of her aborted pregnancy. She groaned inwardly as she felt the sukaranbo cords running through her crotch, the twin cords squeezing and chafing her fat clit to arousal with her slightest move and the thick hemp knots pressing firmly against her stretched and swollen anus. "So the the little anglo puta is awake." the Sergeant said. He looked at her with a look of contempt as he sipped singhani from a dirty glass. He was still naked except for his boots. He rose and walked toward the corner where she lay, the flaccid length of his cock swaying like a hose between his thighs. She began to sit up as his hand closed on the chain that connected the stiff collar circling her neck to a ring in the wall. "You like being leashed like a little she-bitch, puta?" He jerked the chain up lifting the beautiful girl upward. Her face lifted toward his as the collar bit into her neck. The quiet of the room was broken by two gun like reports as his hand caught her on the side her pale cheek followed quickly by the back of his hand against her other cheek. Rachel looked up at her new master her eyes filling with tears as she struggled against the choking pressure of the collar and the stinging pain in her cheeks. Her pink tongue dabbed at her swollen cut lip as it began to bleed anew. She glimpsed the gloating sadistic face that loomed mockingly above her, and she submissively lowered her eyes only to see the the thickening rope of his cock swaying only inches from her face. Her eyes focused on the swaying member as it lengthened and thickened in sadistic delight at her helplessness. She became mesmerized her empty hands fidgeting and scrabbling at the floor in confusion. He eyes became glassy as she played her role in a divine parody. The obscene reversal of the indian snake charming played out in the small hut in the Bolivian, Chaco. The attractive teen tongued her parted cut lips, as her mouth filled with saliva in anticipation. Only the confining pressure of the collar against her neck kept her from the delicious male flesh that waved temptingly before her. The Sergeant raised his had to strike the slut again but stayed his hand as he watched her sway from side to side, her glassy eyes staring at his stiffening cock. With a contemptuous laugh he lowered his hand and offered it to her as one would a dog. The calloused hand brushed her reddened cheek where a moment before it had brutally struck her. Her pride was drown in a flood of need as she turned to kiss and nuzzle the hand of her abuser. Tears of need and shame streamed down her cheeks as she lapped and kissed the hand like a cur. As she had hoped the hand holding the chain relaxed enough to allow her to reach the delicious rod of flesh that teased her. As her lips kissed the hardening tube, her little dirty hands quickly cupped his heavy balls and caressed them as they nestled within the hairy sacks of his scrotum. Rachel felt the familiar and wanted pangs of hunger radiating from her empty cunt. As she nuzzled and sucked at the meaty orbs within the Sergeant's hairy sacks, she hunched her hips and up and down sawing the sukaranbo cords back and forth along her trapped clit. Forgotten was the Lieutenant, sitting at the table watching the teen suck ravenously at the burly Sergeant's cock. Her sore tortured muscles became supple and limber as she bent herself to her delightful task, her body responding to the need growing within her. The Sergeant looked down at the angelic face of the mindless slut rooting and groveling between his legs. Her startling blue eyes, sightless except for his cock. The lower half of her face glistened with her own saliva as she bathed his swelling balls with her warm spit. Her yellow hair hung in dirty strings framing her smooth cheeks, spotted here and there with a bruise and filth from the floor. The young teen sobbed quietly, her eyes darting as though the delightful morsel might be take away. Her swollen cracked lips alternating between a satisfied smile and and a rictus of revulsion, only to open in loving wet reception each time her small hands offered up a piece of his throbbing flesh for them to taste; the firm orb draped in the soft comforting flesh of his scrotum, or the firm purplish snout of his staff of masculine power. Each her mouth ultimately accepted, her empty dripping pit pulling painfully tight within her flat belly. The heavy fleshy bags of her tortured breasts swung ponderously from her narrow chest as she groveled on her knees. The lower surface of the discolored orbs bellied out where they rested against her fine ribcage, the flat horizontal expanse of their upper surface rolling in graceful curves to her armpits and plunging into her wide cavernous cleavage. The heavy glands had grown, swollen and weighted by fluids collecting from the multiple edemas and expanding ducts due to furious hormones. The once faint blue veins had become prominent raised vessels criss crossing the pale bruised surfaces. They grew in a desperate effort to feed the throbbing demands of the thick pierced knots of fleshed that projected from the raised saucers of puckered flesh capping the wobbling tits. The man towering over her grunted in satisfaction as she captured the throbbing crown of his long cock in the hot wet cavern of her mouth. Her tongue was a blur as it swirled and caressed the throbbing blunt snout as it pumped in and out of her suctioning mouth. The girl's pale hand smacked wetly against her suctioning mouth as her fist shucked up and down the pistoning rod. The degraded teen scrubbed her dribbling bottom against her dirty heels pulling and chaffing the rough hemp along the angry tortured flesh of her clit. The chain hanging from her clit dangled between her legs anchored by the heavy cross that tapped against her leg sending delicious sparks through her stretched and engorged clit. Rachel felt the soft brown bags of the Sergeant's scrotum pull tight and his legs tense as his climax approached. The hot flesh of his cock head swelled in her mouth as her tiny pink tongue probed it's slitted mouth in a miniature French kiss. Her saliva wet fist pumped at the veiny rod, the sensitive skin sliding up and down its expanding girth. The young missionary's mind reeled with anticipation of the creamy treat that would soon be her's. Her mouth suctioned at the swelling head, bringing a groan from the stoic stranger standing over her. "U-h-h-h-h-h....a-h-h-h-h-h-h," he moaned as his free hand joined hers on the length of his cock. The young teen whimpered as the collar around her graceful neck pulled taunt wrenching her lips from around his purple knob. "O-h-h-h-h, please, n-o-o-o-o", she whined in frustration as her expectant lips sucked at air. Her eyes flitted in confused panic from his face to the fat snout of the purple god before her. Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as her tongue flitted back and forth between her parted lips in greedy supplication. As sudden as a storm from the heavens, the object of her desire spat white streamers arching skyward, like Zeus casting his bolts from the heavens. The thick liquid lightening rained down again and again on the needy face of his supplicant. The demon burning between the young teen's legs throbbed and exploded as the first streamer of hot sperm touched her face, sending a nova of sensation coursing though her sex drugged brain. "U-h-h-h-h-a-w-w-w-w-w-w-h", she moaned as one thick rope of hot sperm after another cast itself across her upturned face. Her tongue flapped greedily lapping at the thick gelatinous filth, her swollen parted lips sucked at the viscous threads like obscene noodles as they landed wetly. "Here my puta bonita, a-a-h-h-h-h... have mine too", said the Lieutenant as he stepped next the the groaning Sergeant, rapidly pumping his spouting cock. With a muffled groan his cock spewed streamers of yellowish seed across the squirming girl's face. "G-l-l-l-l-u-u-u-g-h", she gurgled as the thick seed mingled to clog her mouth, coating her small teeth and curtaining her mouth as it ovaled like a beached fish. Hot sperm joined the tears in her eyes as she moved in frantic blind attempts to capture the delicious cum in her mouth. Her obscenely fat clit, stretched and swollen by the trapped blood tingled as sparked as her greedy body pumped more and more blood between the taunt cords that confined it. The cells of it's flesh and nerves stretched and expanded like some unholy growth. Like an evil brain, it triggered pulse after pulse of sensation coursing through the helpless girl drowning her self restraint and respect in a flood of endorphins. As sure as the addict loses themselves and all that is of value to their heroin or crack, poor Rachel had lost herself and all that is holy in her desperate need for the drug only the obscene evil between her legs could give her. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+