Gang's Girls

GANG'S GIRLS

by Mogollondog

               

 

 

                It started when I was 15.  I lived with my mom because she'd divorced my dad.  To this day I thank my lucky stars that my dad didn't live with us.  If he had he would have fought them and we would probably all been killed.

                My mom and I returned from shopping about 6 p.m. and when we got to the front door, it had been broken open.  My mother turned to run but both of us were grabbed and taken into the house.  In the living room were six black guys all with red bandannas around their necks.  "Hey, look, white meat!" one of them said.

                My mom was terrified as they approached us.  I knew who they were and was beyond fear.  "You live here, bitch?" a large man asked.  When my mother didn't answer he slapped her viciously across the face.  "I asked you a question, you'd better answer!"

                "Y-ye-yes," she said.

                "This your kid?"

                "Yes."

                "Where's your old man?"

                "W-we're divorced, he doesn't live here with us."

                "Well, looks like we got lucky here, guys.  Two white bitches with no man.  Bet their cunts can't wait for some cock."  Looking at me, he leered. "Or maybe this little one here is a virgin.  That right?  You a virgin, cunt?"

                "Leave my daughter alone!" my mom yelled.

                The man slammed a fist into her stomach and she doubled over and then he smashed a knee into her pussy and she fell to the floor.  "Don't you ever talk to me unless I ask you something, cunt!"  Taking me by the hair, he said, "Now, I asked you a question!"

                "No, I'm not a virgin."

                "Good.  We're gonna have a lotta fun with you girlie."  The other men laughed.

                "Shit!  There ain't nothing here worth a fuck.  Except these two. Ray, get the truck and we'll take them along.  Bubba, bring the bitch's car and lock this place up so it looks normal."

                He looked at me again and I saw a gleam in his eyes.  "Carl, take the old broad to the van.  I'll be out with this one in a minute."  I watched as they dragged mom to the door.

                "What's your name, girlie?"

                "Melissa."

                "Well, Melissa, you're gonna go for a ride.  And you won't be needing these anymore..."  He roughly grabbed my T-shirt and ripped it off me. Then he pulled my jeans off and ripped my panties away and I was naked.  He ran his hands over my breasts, ass, belly, thighs and pussy.  "Nice, real nice.  How old are you?"

                "Thirteen."

                Taking my tits in his hands, he said.  "You sure?  These are way to big to be just thirteen."

                "I guess I got them from my mother," I said, embarrassed.

                "Yeah, I saw those big jugs of hers through her blouse.  How many times have you been fucked, girlie?"

                "Just once."

                "Yeah, I can sure believe that.  You're as tight as a vise.  Who fucked you?"

                "A boy at school."

                "Was it good?  Did you like it?  Did you come?"

                "No, it hurt and I didn't like it and I don't know what you mean by come."

                He laughed.  "Oh, baby, you're something else, you are.  So your boyfriend didn't know how to fuck, huh?  Well, I do, and I'm gonna fuck you, Melissa.  Lots of times.  And I'll show you what come means.  You'll like it when I fuck you."  He looked around the room.  "Shit, let's get the hell out of this dump.  I can't stand it.  Say good-bye to this place, baby. You won't be seeing it again."

                I trembled as he took my arm and led me out the door, still naked, into the cold, winter darkness.  "Cold, baby?  Well, don't worry, we'll warm you up soon."  Turning to the man he called Bubba, he said, "See you back at the place.  Fix it up good, you hear?"

                As we got to the door of the van and he opened it, I saw my mother inside, blindfolded.  He put me in next to her and we drove off.  They took us deep into the city.  I could tell by the sounds.  Finally we stopped and we were led into a building where we went down some stairs and through a lot of doors.  The nameless man who had talked to me in the house took me and sat me down on a couch.  He made me sit with my legs spread wide.  "I want to see your little pussy, baby, and think about what I'm gonna fuck later.  Don't close your legs, hear?  And don't get off this couch, either, or you'll be punished and you won't like that, I promise."  So I sat and waited.

                He walked over to the two men holding my mother's arms.  He put his face close to hers and said, "Now look, bitch.  You had a bad attitude back there at the house and I should beat the fucking shit out of you.  But I think I'll give you another chance."  He took the blindfold off my mom and stepped back so she could see me naked on the couch.  She gasped loudly.

                "That's right, bitch, look at little Melissa over there.  Isn't she beautiful?  I like her.  She didn't have no attitude problem like you did." He pulled a long, thick leather belt from around his waist and snapped it in my mother's face.  "Now here's how it's gonna work. If I ask you a question, you're gonna answer it, and if I tell you to do something, you're gonna do it.  Cuz if you don't, I'm gonna have to go over there to sweet Melissa and whip this belt across her pretty, little pussy.  Do you want me to do that to her?"

                "N-no," she said.

                "There, that's better, bitch.  Just behave like that and it'll all be fine.  Now, take off your clothes!"

                I turned my head and he said to me, "Melissa, you watch her.  Don't turn your head again!"

                I looked back as my mom began unbuttoning her blouse and took it off. Then she took off her sneakers and slid her pants down her legs, standing there shivering in her panties and bra.  She rolled the panties off her hips and down her legs and kicked them off.  Finally her bra dropped and her huge jugs popped free.

                The man stepped back behind her and reached around and took a breast in each hand, lifting them.  "Jeez, would you look at these tits!  They must weigh twenty pounds each!"  My mom's face turned red as he rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers for awhile.  Then he walked around in front of her and saw her red face.  "Don't be embarrassed, honey," he said with a laugh, "you tits may be big but they sure are beautiful and we're all gonna love playing with them.  Put your hands on your head."  When she did he lightly slapped each breast, watching them move and quiver.  "Still nice and firm," he said.  "Okay spread your legs and let's see that cunt that sweet Melissa came out of."

                My mom moved her feet about two feet apart and the man kneeled down between her legs.  She shuddered as he grabbed her cunt lips and spread them, and pushed two fingers, then three up her pussy.  He moved his fingers in and out and twisted them around for almost ten minutes.  My mom's breathing grew ragged.  "Good," the man said, "still pretty tight and nice and wet and responsive."  He pulled his fingers out and I could see them glistening in the light.  He put them in his mouth and sucked them dry.  "Tastes good too."  He was really enjoying my mom's embarrassment.

                "What's your name?"

                "Debbie."

                "Debbie!" he scoffed.  "What a fucking stupid name.  Like the doll, huh?  Well, maybe that's OK after all.  It's appropriate."

                "How old are you?"

                "Thirty."

                "That all?  Man, you had Melissa when you were just a young chick, huh?  Well, that's not too bad.  We like them younger, but you'll do OK, I think.  Maybe it'll be fun to have an older broad around."

                "I already know about Melissa's sex life.  Did you know that she's been fucked?"

                "No."

                "Just once though, and she didn't like it.  That'll change soon."

                My mom looked at me and jumped at the word "change."

                "Now I want to know all about your sex life.  You can lie if you want to but you're gonna be here a long time and if I ever catch you in a lie to me you'll wish you hadn't.  So, are you gonna lie to me?"

                "N-no...but--"

                "But what?"

                "Ill tell you everything you want to know, but could Melissa leave the room, please?"

                "No, she stays, she wants to hear what a hot cunt her mother is too. Don't you Melissa?"

                "Y-y-y-yes," I stuttered after a pause when I saw him coming toward me with the belt.

                "Good," he said, "but next time you'd better answer right away if you know what's good for you."

                He stood close to my mother.  "Now, were you a virgin when you were married?"

                "No."

                How old were you," he said, putting two fingers back up her pussy, "when a boy or a man put his cock in here and busted your cherry?"

                "Ten."

                "Did you--"  All of a sudden he looked at me as a new, even more humiliating idea for my mom struck him.  "Melissa, come here, sweets."  I rose and went to him.  "Give me your hand, Melissa."  He took my hand and, taking three of my fingers, brought it close to my mom's cunt.

                "No, please--"

                As quick as a flash he pushed me back on the floor and called a man over. He told the man what to do and he took my legs and spread them and pulled them back over my head while I was on my back on the floor.  My pussy was wide open.  Then the man handed the belt to my mom and said, "Take this and whip little Melissa right across her pretty cunt.  If you don't I'll do it and if I have to do it she gets ten, as hard as I can. Also if you don't hit her hard enough for me, I'll give her ten anyway. Now, do it!"  My mom took the belt and with tears in her eyes, she brought it down between my legs where it exploded directly into my pussy.  I screamed and tears filled my eyes.  The man took the belt from my mother. "I didn't tell you to talk, did I, bitch?"

                "No, I'm sorry."

                "She's your little girl.  I think you'd better watch it, the next time she gets ten, from me."  He took my hand again and made me put three fingers into my mom's pussy.  "Melissa, what do you have your fingers in?"

                "My mother's p-p-p-pussy."

                "How does it feel in there?"

                "Hot and wet and slimy."

                "Put another finger inside her."  He watched while I did it.  My mom's face was horrid and tears came from her eyes.  "Now, I'm going to whisper the questions to Melissa and she's going to ask you and if you don't answer Melissa's pussy is going to be real painful."

                And we began.

                "Mom, do you love me."

                "Yes, darling."

                "Then why did you whip my cunt?"

                "I didn't want you to put your hand in me."

                He made me move my fingers in and out of her cunt and thrust them and twist them around inside her.

                "What am I doing to your cunt, mother?"

                "You're fingering me."

                "What else?"

                "You're fucking me with your fingers."

                "Do you like it?"

                "N-yes."

                He took my hand out of her and led her over to the couch.  He sat my mom down on the couch and made her spread her legs as far as they would go. Then he brought me over and made me kneel between her legs.  He took my hand and made me make a fist.  Then he forced my fist into her pussy up to my wrist. My mom's eyes widened and she groaned loudly.  Then the questions came again.

                "How old were you when you lost your cherry?"--"Ten."

                "Who fucked you first?"--"The boy next door."

                "Did you like it?"--"Yes."

                "Did you come?"--"No."

                "Why?"--"He came too fast."

                "How old was the boy?"--"Eighteen."

                "Did he rape you?"--"No."

                "Did you want him to fuck you?"--"Yes."

                "Did he come in your little pussy?"--"Yes."

                "Did he eat your little cunt?"--"Yes."

                "Did you come then?"--"Yes."

                "Did he ever fuck you in the ass?"--"Yes."

                "Did you come?"--"No."

                "Did you suck his cock?"--"Yes."

                "Did he shoot his sperm in your mouth?"--"Yes."

                "Did you swallow it?"--"Yes."

                "Did you like it?"--"Yes."

                "Did you ever fuck a cousin or a brother or someone in your family?"--"Yes."

                "Who was it?"--"My brother and my f-father."

                "How many times did your father fuck you?"--"I don't know--a lot."

                "How many times did your brother fuck you?"--"Every night and a lot of times in the days too."

                "Did you come when your father fucked you?"--"Yes."

                "Did you come when your brother fucked you?"--"Yes."

                "How many different guys fucked you before you graduated high school?"--"I don't know?"

                "More than twenty?"--"Yes."

                "More than fifty?"--"Yes."

                "Do you know what a gang bang is?"--"Yes."

                "Were you ever in one?"--"Yes.

                "Who gang banged you?"--"My brother and his friends."

                "How old were you?"--"Twelve."

                "How old were they?"--"Fifteen to eighteen."

                "How many were there?"--"Twenty."

                "Did they all fuck you?"--"Yes."

                "Did you let them?"--"I don't understand?"

                "Did you want them all to fuck you?"--"No."

                "Did they force you?"--"Yes."

                "How?"--"My brother told me he would tell my mom about me and him and my dad."

                "Your brother knew your dad fucked you?"--"Yes."

                "And your father knew about your brother too?"--"Yes."

                "Did they ever share you?"--"What do you mean?"

                "Did they ever fuck you at the same time?"--"Yes."

                "A lot of times?"--"Yes."

                "Tell me about that."

                "My mother worked on weekends and my dad was home.  He made me stay naked for him all day long until my mother came home.  My father and my brother fucked me whenever they wanted to and I had to suck their cocks too."

                "Did your mother ever find out?"--"No."

                "Did you come at the gang bang?"--"Not at first."

                "But later you did?"--"Yes."

                "How many times?"--"I don't know, lot's of times."

                "Were you the only girl there?"--"No."

                "Who else was there?"--"My sister."

                "How old was she?"--"Thirteen."

                "Did they make you play with her?"--"Yes."

                "Did you eat her pussy?"--"Yes."

                "Did she eat yours?"--"Yes."

                "Did you both come?"--"Yes."

                "The boys fucked your cunt?"--"Yes."

                "Your mouth?"--"Yes.

                "Your asshole?"--"Yes."

                "Did they do other things to you?"--"Yes."

                "Name one."--"They tied me up."

                "Another."--"They spanked me."

                "What else?"--"They made me pee so they could watch."

                "What else?"--"They had a dog fuck me."

                "Did you fuck your husband a lot?"--"Yes."

                "Then why is Melissa your only kid?"--"After I had her I got my tubes tied."

                "Why did you get divorced?"--"My husband caught me fucking my brother one day and he left."

                "Is your pussy hot right now?"--"Yes."

                "Would you like to come?"--"Oh, yes!"

                Her body was hunching my hand but he made her stop.  Still she trembled and her tits shook like jello and her breathing was heavy.  I could feel her thighs clenching and unclenching.

                "Do you like me fucking you with my hand?"--"Yes, oh yes!"

                "Hard or soft?"--"Hard!"

                "If I make you come will you make me come?"--"Yes."

                "How?"--"I'll s-s-suck your pussy."

                "Do you want me to suck yours?"--"Yes."

                The man pulled my hand out of her cunt and laid me flat on my back on the floor, then he led my mom over and made her squat down with her cunt right over my face and her face right over my pussy.  "Now, when I tell you to, I want you to eat each other's pussies.  Don't stop till both of you have come.  Begin."  My mother's pussy came down on my mouth as I felt her mouth on mine.  I didn't know what to do so I just did what she did.  Her tongue entered me and moved around inside me so that's what I did.  She tasted acrid and salty but it wasn't bad exactly.  I began sucking when she did and she began rubbing her pussy on my lips and nose, up and down, side to side, covering my face with her cunt juice.  Then I began feeling hot waves coming from my cunt in unbelievable strength.  I began moaning into her pussy and licked and sucked at her harder as the feeling grew and finally exploded through my body in a rush.  So this was coming, I thought. Almost instantly, my mother bucked frenziedly against my mouth and almost drowned me with cunt juice.

                "Okay," he said, "that was good.  Now, get up and come with me."

                We followed him down a long hallway to a bedroom.  He told the other guys to leave us alone.  They looked disappointed but obeyed him.  "Now, I know you so you should know my name at least, I guess. I'm Carl.  Now we're gonna have a little fun."

                He sat us on the huge bed and said.  "Do either of you know what's happening to you here?  Debbie?"

                "You've kidnapped us and you're going to rape us and stuff."

                "Melissa?"

                "We're going to be made slaves of the Graves."

                "How did you know that?"

                "A friend told me about it.  I knew when I saw your red bandannas."

                "And you've accepted that?"

                "Yes, what else can I do?"

                "Right.  What about you, Debbie?"

                "I don't understand this.  What--"

                "Okay, I'll explain it to you.  Melissa already knows.  I didn't "kidnap" you.  I took you.  Stole you.  You belong to me now.  You're a Grave slave.  As Melissa said, I'm the head of the Graves so that means you belong to me.  To you, I'm God because you'll live or die as I want.  You survived your first lesson in the other room.  If you obey, you get pleasure.  If not, you get pain. It's up to you.  If you obey we take care of you completely.  No more hunger, or worrying about things.  We handle it all.  You'll have good food, luxurious rooms, everything you want, we'll get for you.  Except clothes, of course.  You'll never wear clothes again. But you won't need them, believe me.  But if you disobey enough, I'll kill you, slowly and painfully.  Don't make that happen.  Now for your next lesson.  Melissa, go into the bathroom and bring me the black box under the sink."

                I went and got the box.  "Debbie, you'll be first.  None of our slaves are allowed to wear anything we don't put on them.  That includes hair, so now I'm going to remove all of yours.  Come here."

                My mother rose and went to him in a state of shock.  She hadn't grasped the situation yet, I knew, but I was glad she wasn't fighting him. He laid her down on the floor and put her legs on the bed, spread wide. Then he took electric barber's shears out of the box and plugged it in to an outlet.  He bent to her cunt and ran the shears over her, cutting away her cunt hair until all that was left was a patch of short, stubby hairs. Then he spread a pinkish lotion over her and waited about five minutes before wiping it and all the remaining hair off and her pussy was as bald as the day she was born.  Spreading her ass cheeks, he checked her asshole, but she was hairless there so he let go.

                Pulling her up, he sat her on the floor and cut off her eyebrows and then ran the shears over her head, letting her long beautiful, blonde hair fall to the floor.  Then he stood her up and used the lotion until her whole body was covered in it.  He made her stand there for five minutes and then told her to go into the bathroom and wash the lotion off in the shower.  When she came back he ran his hands all over her body.  "Good, not a hair left anywhere."  I went through the same process and then he sat us on the bed.

                "You two will be in the same room once your training is over.  It will be your responsibility to use this lotion every day to keep yourselves hairless.  If you fail, the punishment will be heavy."

                My mother and I looked at each other, barely recognizable now as the same people as before.  She was emotionless, still dazed.

                "From now on whenever you sit down, unless you're in your room with each other, you will sit with your legs spread so your cunts are visible. Melissa. put your leg over Debbie's so both of your cunts can be seen. Good.  Also when you're standing, your legs will be spread and if you are told to lie down anywhere, you'll lie with your legs spread.  You will never speak unless asked a question or are given permission to speak.  To get permission you put both hands on your head and open your mouth wide. You will stay like that until told either yes or no.  You are no longer mother and daughter.  You are slave and slave.  You will call each other by name or any other thing you are told to call each other."

                "That's enough rules for now.  There will be more later.  Now for a lesson.  Debbie. lay on the bed on your back."  She slid up on the bed and laid down, keeping her legs spread.  I was relieved that the words had sunk into her brain.  He opened a drawer in a chest by the bed and handed her a long, thick, soft rubber double headed dildo.  "Take this and out one end in your cunt and push it in as far as it will go."  She took the dildo and pressed it to her pussy.  It spread her cunt open as she forced over half of it inside her and stopped with about ten inches sticking out of her pussy.  "Debbie, get off the bed and stand beside it.  Melissa, lay on the bed on your back."  I got on the bed where she had just been.  "Debbie, get down between Melissa's legs, put your cock in her pussy and lie on top of her."  I felt her pushing the dildo into my cunt, having to force it into me as my pussy stretched to accommodate it.  Then, she laid down on top of me.  It went all the way in and I yelped.  "Debbie, fuck Melissa with your big cock."

                She began thrusting it in and out of me.  I could feel my cunt walls opening and closing as the dildo entered and withdrew.  "Fuck her harder." She began pounding into me, driving my body down into the mattress when she came down on top of me.  "Stop!"

                "Now, Debbie take you cock out of Melissa's cunt and stand here. Melissa, get up and get on your knees between Debbie's legs.  Okay, Melissa, take Debbie's cock and lick your cunt juice off of it."  I licked all over the rubber cock, tasting my own nectar.  I liked it.

                "Now, Melissa, put Debbie's cock in your mouth."  As I put it between my lips, Carl pushed my head forward until I gagged then pulled it back a little.  "Relax your throat muscles, Melissa, and breathe through your nose."  He pushed my head forward but again I gagged.  "When the cock touches your throat, swallow."  Once again he pushed my head forward and when I swallowed, the rubber dick went down my throat until my mouth was pressed against Debbie's cunt.  "Debbie, take the cock out of your cunt, kneel down and put it in your mouth."  When it was in her mouth, he held the cock in the middle and pushed Debbie's head toward mine.  I knew the cock was going down her throat too.  Then he stopped, "Debbie, bite down on the cock."  Then he pushed my head forward and the cock went farther into my throat until I was kissing Debbie's mouth.  "Good.  Breathe through your noses."  After a few minutes he pulled our heads back and took the cock from our mouths.  We both gasped for air.

                "Sit on the edge of the bed, Debbie.  Melissa, come here and undress me."  I went to Carl and took his clothes off.  I gasped when I saw his cock.  It was almost 16 inches long and very thick and he had huge, hanging balls.  "Kneel down and suck my cock."  I went down and put his cock in my mouth.  He gave me instructions on how to move my head and use my tongue on him.  Then he grabbed my ears and slowly pushed his cock down my throat until it was all in and my face was pressed against his crotch.  I didn't gag at all.  Then he began fucking my face, slowly at first, then faster. I felt his cock swelling and he pulled all but the head out.  "I'm going to come in your mouth.  Don't swallow it."  I felt the bursts of starchy liquid shoot into my mouth.  When it stopped he pulled his cock out.  "Go to Debbie and kiss her and give her half of my sperm.  Then both of you swallow it."

                After we did he took padded leather straps and put them around our wrists and ankles.  And he put dog collars around our necks and snapped chains to them.  "Get on your knees and crawl behind me."  He led us into another room where eighteen Graves were drinking and playing pool. "Debbie, stand up."  Then to the men, "This is Debbie, one of our new slaves.  She's yours for tonight.  You can fuck her, tie her up, spank her, slap her, hurt her, piss and shit on and in her.  But no one is to bruise her or cut her.  The one who does will answer to the master.  If she disobeys, force her and tell me tomorrow and I will punish her, no one else.  Enjoy."

                We left Debbie there and he led me back to the bedroom.  "You may rise and speak freely till I tell you different."  He removed the collar from my neck.

                "Do you understand why you are here and Debbie is in there?"

                "I think so.  It's because you want me."

                "Partly.  But I want her too.  Only she has not yet accepted what you have.  If she had, both of you would be here with me."

                "But she did everything you ordered, as I did."

                "Yes, but her eyes had not yet accepted as yours have.  Why have you submitted so easily?"

                "Because I felt that this is the only choice I have."

                "Is that all?"

                "No, I think I want to be a slave."

                "It excites you?"

                "Yes, but it makes me feel safer too."

                "Do you have questions for me?"

                "Just--they won't hurt my mo-Debbie, will they?"

                "Some, but not more than she can take.  You must stop thinking of her as your mother.  Neither of you has a past now.  She is simply a slave as you are.  I will keep you two together and you will be connected later. But she is not your mother anymore."

                "And they will really shit and piss on her?"

                "Yes.  Slaves must accept all parts of their masters."

                "I see."

                "It scares you?"

                "Yes, but I will accept it."

                "And you will accept pain?"

                "I will try."

                "Then let's see.  Come with me."  He led me to a double doorway leading to a study.  On the frame and floor were steel hooks.  With ropes to my wrist and ankle cuffs he tied me to the hooks with my arms and legs spread wide.  Then he put a tight corset on me that forced my tits up and out and my ass cheeks down and out.  He placed a black rubber helmet over my head that prevented me from seeing anything.  My nose was free but a thick rubber gag went in my mouth and held it wide with rubber flaps that snapped in place behind my teeth, preventing me from spitting it out.  A hard collar that went from my chin to my shoulders stretched my neck and held my head up.

                "Now you are ready, Melissa.  Since this is your first lesson in pain, I will be easier on you than I will be later.  If you learn from this lesson you will discover a surprising fact.  We will see if you learn the lesson."

                I heard loud music begin to play and then it began.  A stinging slap exploded across my left cheek immediately followed by one to my right. Then he moved down to my out thrust tits.  He slapped each one open handed, alternately, left then right.  He counted each slap.  My boobs were blasted from side to side, up and down until his count reached 200.  My tits burned with a hot fire and tears ran from my covered eyes.  Next he applied powerful slaps to the insides of my thighs. I got fifty to each one.  They joined my tits as burning points on my body.  Then a loud slap landed directly on my pussy.  I screamed and twisted in my bonds.  But he continued to slap my cunt until he had counted to 50 again.  My knees buckled and I hung limply from my arms.

                Then I felt something long and thin slide back and forth between my swollen cunt lips.  It was a riding crop I found out later.  He was behind me now and my mind exploded when the first slash connected across my ass cheeks.  He laid them on rapidly, moving from the top of my ass down to my knees.  It went on forever and I thought I would die from this pain.

                But it was nothing compared to what came next.  The crop landed directly between my cunt lips, bursting my being apart with the pain.  Nine more licks to my pussy, each harder than the last, left me dangling helplessly, crying, sobbing, wanting to p[ass out.  Then 10 hard strokes directly across each of my nipples that I hardly felt through my burning, stinging, bursting cunt.

                "Okay, Melissa, that's it."  He began taking me down from the ropes and removing my restraints.  I could barely stand but my whole body was tingling with something new.  Coming up through the pain was a new feeling. One that excited me.

                "Come here to the mirror and look at your body."  I saw my tits were reddened all over and streaked from the crop.  My ass and thighs were the same.  But what shocked me was my pussy.  It was blood red, swollen, my pussy lips huge and bloated, standing out so my hole was clearly exposed and open.  My clit was rock hard and larger than I'd ever seen it.  I was surprised that there was no blood.  It had felt like he was cutting my skin apart, but there wasn't a drop on my body.

                "Describe your experience to me."

                "It started out bad, then the pain became unbearable and I was so weak."

                "And now?"

                "I feel something else.  Almost like a good feeling.  And I'm excited by the way my body looks, especially my pussy."

                "You have learned the lesson already.  Pain and pleasure can become one.  You may be a perfect slave after all.  A natural one."

                "Come over to the bed.  Let's see how Debbie's doing."  He turned on a large screen TV and on it, almost life-size we saw her.  She was tied down to the pool table, her legs impossibly wide.  A man's voice was saying, "Come on, cunt, bear down, push it out!"  We saw Debbie's stomach tighten with her efforts and slowly something white appeared between her cunt lips. It kept coming out until finally it shot out of her pussy.  It was a pool ball!  "Let's do it again!"  The ball was placed at her cunt, right at the entrance to her gaping pussy hole.  The another man placed the cue ball on the table, took a cue and made his shot.  The cue ball hit the ball at her cunt driving it up inside her.  "Let's give her another one!"  Another ball slammed up her pussy, then a third and a fourth.  Her thighs strained at the rope holding them.  I looked on in lusty excitement.

                Then three men with pool cues began slamming pool balls savagely against her full cunt.  Her head flailed from side to side and she was screaming horribly.  Then they untied her and a man with a huge, grotesque cock grabbed her head and forced her on her knees and slammed the giant pole into her mouth and down her throat.  The cock was so big we could see its progress down her throat by the bulge traveling down her neck.  Then it began moving back and forth rapidly.  I was enthralled by the lascivious sight but I was soon treated to another.  A man spread her ass cheeks and we could see something pink sticking out of her ass about an inch.  Her grabbed it and pulled it out.  It was a huge butt plug and now, with it gone, her asshole still gaped open widely.  The man began grabbing pool balls and shoving them up inside her ass.  It was unbelievable, watching her asshole open to swallow to big balls and he kept on pushing them in until he had twelve of them inside her ass.  The man fucking her face pulled his cock out of her mouth and then we saw Debbie's throat muscles working as she swallowed his sperm.  Then she licked his cock clean before he stepped away.

                "I think she may turn out okay," Carl said.  "Now let me show you what pleasure really is."  He put me on the bed on my hands and knees, spreading my ass cheeks and began licking up and down my ass crack and all around my tight asshole till it was dripping wet from his saliva.

                "Your asshole is virgin, isn't it?"  "Yes," I answered.  "Good.  I'm going to open it with my cock for all the other cocks that will eventually enjoy it. There are no virgin holes on slaves."

                Then I felt a finger push up into my butt.  He moved it around, in and out and the pushed a second in alongside it, still moving them like a fucking cock.  There was pain but not a lot.  Then a third finger slid in and it hurt more and then even more when he began spreading his fingers inside my ass. Then he pulled them out.  My cunt had been dripping juice since the whipping and now he began running his hand through it and coating his cock with my juices.  Then I felt the head of his cock against my asshole and with a hard lunge, the big head was inside me.  It felt like I had been split open and I screamed.  "That was your cherry breaking," he told me.  "It will feel better soon."

                As he stayed still inside me, the pain faded and then he thrust all the way up into my guts with his long, long, long cock.  I could feel it separating the walls of my ass channel as it roared up into me, not stopping until his balls slapped my swollen pussy.  And the pain was gone. Then he began fucking me with long strokes, almost pulling out before thrusting all the way back in.  After about 100 strokes he did pull out and told me to turn around and face him still on my hands and knees.

                "Look at my cock."  I did and saw that it was stained from the shit in my asshole.

                "What is on my cock?"  "Shit."  "Whose?" "Mine."  "And a slave's shit does not belong on my cock.  Suck and lick it off."  As he remained still, I lowered my mouth to engulf his cock, tasting my shit.  It was bitter but not as bad as I thought it would be.  I sucked and licked until his cock was clean.

                He told me to turn around again and he slammed his cock back into my asshole.  It went in like I was butter with no pain at all.  This time he didn't go slow.  He fucked me rapidly and then I felt his cock swell and he emptied his sperm into my bowels.

                Once again I licked and sucked the sperm and shit off his cock and smiled from the pleasure filling my no longer unused asshole.  "Now all your holes are open for us and will always be.  I will take your pussy tonight, Melissa, and you will come till you want to die from the pleasure. Come with me now."

                He led me to the bathroom where he had me spread my legs and piss in a pitcher.  It was about a half gallon pitcher and I filled it over half full.  "Take the pitcher and look at its contents.  That is the golden essence of your cunt.  From now on every time you piss you will piss in that glass on the sink and drink it.  Then you will finish pissing in Debbie's mouth.  She will do the same to you.  Since she isn't here now you will drink all of your own piss this time.  Go ahead."  I brought the pitcher to my lips and filled my mouth with the hot, amber liquid.  It was salty and acrid but I swallowed it and drank the rest of the pitcher too.

                Then he had me squat over a plastic mat.  "Void your ass now."  And I pushed out my shit onto the mat.  It formed a pile on the plastic.  "Now bend down and smell the essence of your ass." I inhaled the powerful odor in a deep intake of breath.  It made my head swim.  "Taste your shit, bite off a chunk."  I lowered my mouth to the pile and sank my teeth into it. "Hold it in your mouth,  Chew on it.  Run your tongue through it.  Savor your shit."  I chewed and chewed the bitter mouthful until he told me to swallow it and down it went.  I continued biting, chewing and swallowing until the whole pile of shit was in my stomach.  Then I had to lick the plastic mat clean.  "Now go brush your teeth with the paste in the blue tube.  Don't spit it out, swallow it."

                When I finished he squatted down on the mat and shit another pile. "Eat my shit now."  I bit off another bite and chewed it like I had mine, then swallowed, doing it until his pile was gone and the mat was clean again.  Once more I brushed.

                "Did it taste the same as yours?"

                "No.  The taste was different."

                "Good, you can discern the male and female difference.  Now get in the tub, wash yourself thoroughly, then join me in the bed."

                When I came to the bed he was waiting for me.  He had me lie on my side with his behind me.  He put his cock between my legs and slipped just the head into my pussy.  "Let's check on Debbie one last time for tonight."

                The TV came on again.  She was on her back on the floor.  A man had his cock at the entrance of her cunt but not touching her.  She was covered in white sperm and her cunt was red and open.  "What do you want?" the man asked.

                "I want you to fuck me.  Oh please, fuck me.  Put it in my cunt, please, I need to come again.  I want your sperm in me.  Please, please, fuck me!"

                He did, slamming into her all at once,  Her face was a radiant mask of pleasure.  Her body convulsed and she bucked her hips, fucking him back.

                "She's learning, isn't she?" Carl said.  "Yes, I think she is," I answered.  With still just the head of his cock in my cunt, he began moving it back and forth in short movements, never really entering me very far but driving me wild with lust.  His hands massaged and kneaded my tits and nipples.

                "Tomorrow we will bring Debbie back and you will teach her what I have taught her.  She will be your slave to train.  I will watch and then teach you both more.  Then tomorrow night you will go to the pool room and Debbie will stay here with me.  Tell me how you feel about that."

                "I look forward to it.  I want to teach her to be a slave.  And I want to go to the poolroom.  I want the pain and the pleasure.  I want the men's sperm when they fuck me.  And I want Debbie to have yours."

                "And what do you want now?"  "I want you to fuck my cunt.  Open my cunt for all the other men's cocks.  I want the comes you can give me.  I want your sperm in my pussy."

                He began fucking me.  My cunt was so hot I came right away as his cock pounded farther and farther into me, touching places never before touched. Then he was all the way in me and I was proud that my little cunt had swallowed his all up.  I came and came and when I felt his sperm filling me, I passed out.

                When I awoke in the morning, Debbie was there too.  "She's yours, Melissa," Carl said and I led her to the bathroom where we did our essence tasting, hair removal and bathing.  Carl told us a new rule.  "You are partner slaves.  Unless you are separated you will go to the bathroom together.  You will drink each other's piss.  You will take the first mouthful of each other's shit into your mouth, chew it and swallow it before going to the toilet.  Then you will lick each other's cunts and assholes clean."

                Then I applied her bondage and spanking lesson.  She learned.  I opened her cunt and asshole by fist fucking both her holes and then fucking her throat with a dildo in my pussy.

                Then Carl took us to a lovely, luxurious bedroom.  "This will be yours if you pass your trials."  We had a light lunch there with delicious food. Then we went to a cellar to a filthy, rat infested room.  "This will be yours if you fail."  And we were forced on our knees and fed dog food we had to eat out of metal bowls on the floor.

                "You have seen your choices.  Pass or fail you will never leave here. Upstairs is a kind of heaven, down here is hell.  You don't want hell, believe me."

                That night Debbie stayed with Carl while I was beaten, tortured and fucked senseless in the pool room.  I don't know about Debbie but I loved it.

                Then our real education began.  Every day was harder than the one before.  More pain, but also more pleasure.  Learning our true status.  We never saw the sun and our skin became alabaster.  We learned, we ached, we enjoyed.  And every afternoon we were fucked and fucked and fucked.  The nights we spent together.  She was no longer my mother, I was not her daughter.  We were cunts and assholes and mouths and tits to give pleasure. A source of piss to drink and shit to eat.

                We learned.  And then it was the day.  We entered a large room with a hundred black men sitting in chairs.  We were led to a stage bathed in light.  "Who are you?"  "Debbie."  "Melissa."  "What are you?"  "We are slime."  "What do you want to be?"  "Grave slaves."  "Why?"  "We want to serve."  "Do you accept pain?"  "We accept pain and love it."  "Trial!" someone shouted.

                He was allowed to come to the stage and stand before us.  "So you love pain?"  "Yes."  "We'll see."  He had a large jar of jalapeno peppers.  He put one in our mouths.  "Chew."  The heat scorched our mouths but we chewed.  Then he poured the jar of peppers into a blender and liquefied it. He made us bend over and put enema hoses in our assholes, filling the bag with the liquid from the blender.  When he loosened the clamps the liquid fire ran into our bowels and our bodies filled with agony.  He made us hold the boiling hot liquid in our asses and then made us glue our lips to each other's assholes and swallow the juice as it flowed out.  The burning liquid filled out stomachs now too.  Our tender tissues sizzled but we remained in place.  Sweat covered our bodies and tears welled from our eyes but we remained in place.

                "On your backs and lift your spread legs and hold them high."  We laid on our backs with our legs up in a wide V.  He kneeled in front of our cunts.  Taking a box of wooden matches, he began striking them and while they were still flaring into flame, plunged them one by one into our pussies.  We stayed in position.  He took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one and held the cherry to our nipples, tongues, cunt lips and clits.  We stayed in place.  He took two large cigars and held the lit ends to our assholes, then ground them out in our navels.  He relit them and thrust the lit ends up our assholes.  "Pass," he said.  We returned to our standing positions.  But we knew it was just beginning.

                "Trial," we heard again and another man came forward.  He had a box in his hand.  "Lay on the floor."  From the box he took two bundles of nettles. "Fuck yourselves with these."  We took the nettles and plunged them up our cunts.  The nettles roasted our already burning pussies.  We thrust them in and out.  Again we passed.

                The trials continued.  We were whipped, kneed, kicked and punched in the cunts and shocked by electric currents that made us convulse, shake and vibrate like mad.  But we passed.

                Then came the fucking trials.  We were fucked by every man there in every hole.  One time I had two cocks in my pussy at the same time.  They fucked us for hours.  But we passed.

                They brought in animals for us to fuck.  Dogs, pigs, goats and then for the last fuck, two donkeys and in between fucks we had to suck the animal sperm out of each other.  Still we passed.

                Then it was over and we were made Grave Slaves.  As our reward we got branded, one letter at a time by red hot metal, across the ass cheeks and tits, Grave on one, Slave on the other.  Our noses, tongues, nipples, navels, cunt lips and clits were pierced and ringed.  From our cunt rings a five foot chain connected us together.  And we moved into the luxurious bedroom.

                It's been five years now that we have been here.  We're slaves and can't imagine any more any other kind of life.  We get pleasure and pain and all the things we want.  I think Carl is going to sell us to a large white man because the Graves need money right now.  I don't care anymore. As long as I'm a slave to someone, I don't care who it is.  It's a wonderful life being a slave!

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