Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                             Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 22

       As Anita was marched across the room toward the padded exercise bench, she was patted and pinched by some of the six people that had been waiting for her. She felt more confident that this would not be the type of orgy in which she had participated often in the brothel. The three women she passed ranged in age from perhaps the early sixties to the mid thirties. The oldest, brown-skinned and gray-haired, wore only a leather bra with her nipples protruding from holes cut into the material. She had a shaved cunt with wrinkled lips that had lost most of their elasticity. The old woman was nothing but skin and bones and her skeleton-like body bore evidence of severe physical damage done over the years.

       The second woman was much darker, a brunette perhaps twenty pounds overweight wearing what appeared to be a corset that was losing the battle against her heavyset figure. The tops of her massive tits were exposed and showed signs of a recent whipping with perhaps a riding crop. She contrasted that with the knotted ropes, wooden sticks and rubber hoses that had been used to bring her into line. Like the older woman, the brunette had a shaved pussy with prominent lips that were fat and ruddy, a sign that this one enjoyed sex and perhaps pain as well. On the other hand the marks might have been the price she paid for cheating on her mate or lover.

       The last one was a darker brown with sharp features. She was a few years older than the hostess with a tall, superb figure featuring medium sized, firm tits with large nipples rising from nearly black areolas. Her belly was flat and like the others her cunt was revealed in all its glory. Her ass was as near perfection as any woman could imagine. Unlike the other two, her skin was flawless and bore no signs of any activity that might have marred it at any point in her life. Anita would regret her initial evaluation after an encounter with this near goddess.

       The men wasted no time fastening Anita's naked body to the padded fixture. Her arms were pulled up over her head and cuffed to a hook at the end of the bench-like portion of the machine. As she soon discovered, the bench could be tilted to reveal her bottom. Flaring out from the bench were two wings that supported and held her legs. They could be moved to widen her legs to their maximum tension. At first it was not necessary so this feature was postponed until needed. A series of straps held her body fast, but allowed plenty of access to her more tender regions.

       Anita did not expect what happened next. The four women descended upon her as the men watched and laughed. Suddenly there were two tongues licking her armpits, another one working on the entrance to her cunt and the fourth sucking her tongue. The total sensation was amazing and Anita became wet almost immediately. The one stimulating her pubic region took a breath and announced that the whore was already heating up and should be ready for the men shortly. Anita found herself becoming eager for some cock, her brothel training and experiences overtaking her personality. Those licking her now sweaty armpits moved down to her feet and began coating them with their saliva, the men encouraging them to greater efforts. Now tongues were sliding into the areas between her toes as well as sucking those digits and licking the soles of her feet. Anita was soon flooding the one at her cunt mouth from her efforts as well as the other tongue that was worming its way deep into her ears, driving her wild.

       Considering what she expected made this treatment seem soothing. Anita could actually begin to place faces with the tongues that were driving her insane with lust. It was the skinny old woman's tongue bathing her cunt mouth and doing a fantastic job of it. Skill like she was demonstrating would indicate many long years of practice on others of the same sexual persuasion. Now the comment made by someone about this one being a lesbian, albeit a rich one, made sense. Then another male voice added that considering she was still being punished with great vigor by her husband for her taste in sex partners, she must be desperate for the facade of being sexually normal. There was more laughter and a comment that her husband was making love to many of the same women and girls she was using for her own pleasure. Anita lost interest at that point as the first orgasm rippled through her sweaty body, a gift from the old woman as her knowing tongue swirled around Anita's swollen and very sensitive clit.

       For her troubles the old woman received a terrific blow to the side of her head that snapped her neck and made her scream in agony as the muscles were stressed beyond their tolerance. Her attacker grabbed her by the hair and dragged his sobbing victim across the room until Anita lost sight of her. She wasn't expecting the hard cock that tore into her wet cunt, going deep before halting. The man looked down at her and grinned before pulling back and delivering another brutal thrust even deeper this time. That one hurt and Anita reacted with a gasp and tears came to her eyes. The fun portion of the evening was gone and she now faced a lengthy session of pain and humiliation before he was allowed to leave, hopefully intact physically. She could only imagine the producer's rage if she was unable to perform tomorrow.

       The remaining women stripped down to the skin and took up positions on their knees, making sure that the remaining men were ready to take a turn on Anita. Meanwhile her outraged husband was beating the old woman senseless. He left her unconscious and stomped over to where Anita was being raped. The hostess made sure that she sucked his cock into rock hardness and the other two men deferred to him once the current one finished pumping his seed into Anita's wet cunt. This attacker was more selective, beginning by forcing his cock into Anita's mouth, addressing her as "whore", and made her take as much of it as she could. He kept the pressure on and his stiff shaft began to choke and bring tears to her eyes. He repeated the process, only going deeper this time. Anita's eyes rolled back into her head and she passed out.

       Anita awoke from the sharp slaps to her face from the man. Once again she was gagged by his hard meat until her throat was sore and she could only croak rather than speak. That seemed to satisfy him and so he went to another portion of her body, her fat-lipped cunt. He slammed full force into her wet grotto, driving the air from her lungs with the force of his assault. Over and over he rammed his hard cock into her yielding twat, cursing her for being a whore and warning Anita that he expected a great fuck from her or she'd get the same treatment that he gave his cheating, lesbian wife. She did her best to make his entry easier for them both, but that was not what he wished. He wanted her to struggle and plead for mercy, which she knew was not in his nature. Everyone else had formed a circle around the pair and watched the uneven struggle come to its logical conclusion, Anita's complete capitulation which only resulted in a more forceful assault on her sore cunt.

       Now a second man took a turn on Anita's mouth despite the other one still raping her with cruel intentions. He was used to this behavior and knew what would occur shortly. He knew the whore would be very unhappy when it happened. He continued to amuse himself by cutting off the whore's air passageway and watching her bronze face begin to darken as the blood supply to her lungs started to fail. The one raping her cunt was pounding away without remorse, his anger over his cheating, lesbian wife spurring him on to even greater excess. Anita soon passed out once more and this time they merely stopped choking her, but her sore cunt continued to absorb as much cock as her assailant could deliver. The pain from her bruised and battered cunt was probably what woke her up into a world of hurt. Back down her throat went the other cock and the cycle replayed itself with Anita losing consciousness again. This time the one raping her decided it was time to sodomize the miserable whore, which is the way he described her.

       Anita came back to life screaming her head off from the pain that was radiating from the depths of her anus. Her tormentor had decided to use a condom, one he liberally coated with a fiery ointment supposedly used only for severe muscle aches and cramps. It also did a wonderful job of bringing Anita back to consciousness at some price to her mental state. Her screaming led the other man to use his hands around her neck to silence her. Soon Anita's tongue was lolling from her mouth like a dog panting from the heat. Fortunately he was close to his ejaculation when he began skewering her tight asshole, and so she caught a break of sorts.

       One after another the men used her body, some bareback, others using condoms. They pounded her to a pulp, or so it seemed to poor Anita. In the brothel she rarely experienced this type of steady rape. It was amazing how the upper class, until recently occupied by Anita as well, could be so cruel. Once the last load of hot cum was pumped deep into either her cunt or asshole, the old woman was dragged over to perform another depraved act supervised by her husband.

       She had been so badly beaten her face was lopsided, one eye swollen shut, the other only a slit, dried blood above her split lips and a lump the size of a small egg located on the lower portion of her jaw. Somehow she managed to suck the cum from Anita's cunt, urged on by the group surrounding her. The husband stood over her promising a more thorough beating once he got her back home where her screams wouldn't bother anyone. One of the others asked if he and his wife could accompany them and make her pay for an insult she had given them. He nodded and hinted that perhaps she might require hospitalization by the time she was finished punishing her to his satisfaction. The old woman was too busy sucking out cum from Anita's asshole to pay much attention to the threats that were being made. Now it was the turn of the three other women to provide entertainment for the men by what they did to poor Anita's bare, defenseless body.

       They began a fisting contest with each one seeing how far up Anita's cunt she could get her fist with a time limit of ten minutes. There were two trials, the first without any lubricant, and the second with a lube of one's choice. They started each round with the smallest fist and ended it with the largest. The first contestant had a very bad time getting her fist formed and had less than two minutes to make any progress up the whore's rather wet cunt. While the second lady, the hostess, tried her fist, the first was taking a major spanking over her embarrassed husband's lap with a promise of much more when they got home unless she made a much better showing on her second try. When the hostess got part of her forearm inside Anita's pussy, she received a round of applause from everyone except the first couple who were still engaged in her disciplining.

       Anita began to whimper as the heavyset brunette took her big fist and slammed it into the helpless woman's cunt. There had been plenty of clients that did something similar, but not with the anger that was behind this powerful blow. She grinned down at the writhing body now pinned by her fist and took a deep breath before starting the long trek into her victim's tight and now dry channel. It was slow going even for this powerful woman, but she persisted and like her hostess managed to get her forearm into Anita's throbbing twat. It now appeared that the second round would determine the winner of this contest. The pale, shaking woman who had failed miserably in the first round was to go first again. All eyes were on her as she slathered some lotion over her fist and forearm before taking her stance.

       Her husband made sure she knew what awaited her when they got home if she failed once more. One of the men joked that perhaps she too might find herself at the home of the older woman, also being given her just deserts. The host joined in and offered the use of his cellar that was well equipped for disciplining their servants and other friends who enjoyed such activities. The older woman's husband thanked him for his generous offer, but declined. It would be a few days of on and off beatings plus other torments before his wife was transported to a private hospital where she remained for some time. Strings were pulled in advance and the husband was not interviewed by the staff despite the evidence that the woman had been very recently beaten with a variety of implements, as well as suffering burns caused by heated objects and the repeated passage of electricity through her body. So was the life and power of the rich in this country.

       Poor Anita, the combination of fear and the lotion enabled the first contestant to actually make a fist and penetrate her sore cunt, bringing groans from her victim. This response encouraged her to be more forceful and she pushed and twisted until her entire hand was within Anita's dry hole of a cunt. It took some time, but she developed a technique that allowed her fist to move up the loosening passageway that led to her uterus. She was within inches of her goal when her time ran out. Her husband was pleased enough to withdraw his request to join the older woman's husband at his place. Just as well considering what happened there that late evening and for a few days afterward.

       The hostess also did quite well, just stopping inches short of Anita's cervix, too tired to complete the journey. The final contestant wasted no time in destroying any resistance that remained, her well oiled fist pounding away like a jack hammer as it made its trip to the helpless whore's cervix and beyond, actually tilting it radically to guarantee no chance for Anita to ever conceive. As the winner she got to sit on Anita's face and make her lick and suck not only her cunt, but her asshole as well. By this time the men were ready for another round to put the finishing touches to the pain and suffering they would cause in the whore's body and psyche.

       The male quartet had put their heads together and developed the strategy for totally humiliating this creature of the streets and making sex in any form a formidable challenge for her to endure. The fisting had been a good start, but they wanted to batter her insides with their hard cocks to prove their superiority. After accomplishing that objective they planned to move her to the bathroom for more humiliating activities that would involve everyone except the older woman who had lapsed into unconsciousness and would remain in that state for the rest of the evening. Of course they also intended to wear condoms coated with the ointment that had been so successful at keeping Anita awake and screaming previously.

                       (To be continued - jethro jodhpur)