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Nanci's Lost Weekend by Anonymous
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Note:
I am posting this story in it's entirety, written as if it was a true story, only I am not so sure anymore if it isn't. After all, I have since that time been aroused by verbal sexual abuse which I never was before, and I really do not remember what happened that weekend. For all I know, the author who anonymously sent it to me might be stalking me or even making me do things I am not aware of. It is really scary to imaigne. I hope truly that this is just a fiction, as if that's true then it's a diabolical work of evil genius. But anyway I am sure you will all enjoy my humiliating degradation here.
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Nanci's Lost Weekend
by
Anonymous
[The following is a completely true story, though embellished to seem like a fiction. However Nanci herself cannot recall any of it and believes it to be a work of pure fiction despite this note. However she may begin to suspect it is all true given the circumstances. None of the videos have been released to protect the guilty but may in future be used to blackmail her into voluntarily degrading herself. If you wish to contact her yourself, by all means do not be shy. She has been conditioned by post hypnotic suggestion since that weekend to enjoy and respond sexually to extreme verbal abuse, so hold nothing back and tell the slut exactly what you want. Her email will be presented at the end. Enjoy!]
The cold January mornings were a distant memory. The icy winds and freezing snow long forgotten. Calgary was a beautiful place but the long winters could be taxing.
Today the crisp May sunshine streamed through windows illuminating the flat with warm light.
A flat empty and lonely without her.
A whole week. A whole bloody week she’ll be away on business. A week of a cold bed devoid of her warmth, her touch, her love.
It was Friday and Nanci decided not to spend another night cooking for herself and moping around the empty flat. Nanci contemplated inviting some friends along, but she was only going out for a quick bite to eat and a couple of drinks she didn’t want it turning in to a heavy session.
Nanci took a long soak in the bath and laid out a pair of jeans and a blouse as she set about drying her hair and fixing her make-up
Nanci usually wore little or no make-up, but then a naughty impulse took her. The lipstick was a little redder and fuller than she would ever wear and the eyeliner a little more prominent than normal. The overall effect was a slightly sluttier version of herself. She put away the sensible white cotton underwear for her favourite pair of panties. Nanci couldn’t decide what bra to wear so in the end she decided not to wear one and allow her small tits to bounce free.
Nanci put away the jeans and blouse and pulled out one of her favourite dresses.
She chose her favourite clingy cotton dress. It would display her modest cleavage and her nipples always showed through the fabric when she wore it.
She decided to go downtown and chose a bar recommended by a work colleague The Drum and Monkey. As she stepped out to the taxi she regretted not taking her coat as there was a definite chill in the air.
It was early evening so the bar was relatively empty, which suited Nanci as she wasn’t out for companionship.
She was famished and had a hankering for Italian food. Just as well she was sleeping alone tonight as the garlic in the bruschetta was quite strong, but it was wonderfully balanced by olive oil and the tomatoes. For her main course Nanci went for oven baked lasagne, which was delicious. She decided not to go for a desert as she was full. She thought “A couple more drinks and then get a taxi home.”
Nanci handed over $25 to pay for her dinner and felt a little guilty about the small tip and headed for the bar.
The bar was starting to fill up and she felt a little self-conscious about being a woman out all alone so she ordered a Carlsberg lager from the bar and took a seat in an out of the way booth.
I spotted the little slut as soon as she entered the bar. I must have a sixth sense as I seem to always be able to spot the submissive whores. The dress she wore clung to her lovely figure although her tits were pathetically small, still at least her nipples were on full display. She was just my type but in truth my type was a big pair of tits and a cunt between her legs and this slut had half the requirements. While she ate her repast I kept to the shadows so she didn’t see me. All the time my eyes roved up and down my latest sex toy. When she entered the bar I stood by the bar opposite the slut’s booth. I played a game of glancing across and catching her eye. Finally I threw her one of my winning smiles and was rewarded with a slight blush of her cheeks and wane half smile back.
I collected my drink from the bar and crossed to the slut’s booth.
“Do you mind if I join you?” I asked.
Nanci franticly tried to come up with excuse to refuse his request. He was handsome but she wasn’t in the mood for company. Her mind was all a fluster and an excuse wasn’t forthcoming so all she could only manage was a feeble.
“Sure.”
I made inane conversation pretending to be interested in her, but all the time I was thinking about what I was going to be doing with her. I couldn’t wait to suck and bite on those cute nipples and abuse those pathetically small tits. I could see she had nearly finished her drink so it was time to put my plan into action.
“Would you like another?” I asked pointing to her glass.
Again Nanci wanted to say no. Tell this man that she had to be going but instead she just gave a feeble smile and nodded her assent.
I ordered another round of drinks and slipped the small syringe out of my pocket and squirted its contents into the whore’s drink. I know tablets are easier to slip into a drink but a liquid mixes quicker. The bitch thanked me as I placed her drink on the table and she took her first sip.
The scopolamine was already in her system already working to break her will to make the slut mine.
Nanci was halfway through her drink and was starting to feel very peculiar. She felt almost detached from her body. The background drone from the bar faded away and all she could hear was the young man’s voice. It had an almost hypnotic effect on her.
I watched her face carefully for the tell-tell signs that the drug was working, the slight flush of the cheeks, the glazing of her eyes and a slight slur to her speech. Her glass was nearly empty and her speech had become a little slurred.
The bitch was under.
“I’ll order us a taxi so we can go some place quiet and be alone.” I said.
Again Nanci’s mind was screaming. Telling her to get as far away from this man as possible. That she was in great danger. But instead she stood on groggy feet and allowed him to put his arm around her and lead her from the bar.
I soon as I got the bitch into the back of the taxi I was on her. My lips covered hers and my tongue invaded her mouth. With the help of the drug she started to kiss me back. My hands groped her tits while she moaned into my mouth. I broke the kiss and grabbed the top of her dress pulling it down off of her tits.
“No not here.” Nanci moaned.
I ignored her protests and took one of her nipples into my mouth. The slut moaned and writhed as I sucked on her beautiful buds. All too soon her nipples stood hard and proud. I could see the cab driver watching the scene in the taxi’s rear-view mirror. I cupped her tits and held them up for inspection.
“What do you think?” I asked him.
“Barely a mouthful between them.” The cabbie laughed.
Nanci could feel her eyes filling with tears. She had never felt so humiliated in all her life. Here was sat in the back of a taxi with her breasts barred while disparaging remarks were made about her. She had always had a slight complex about the size of her tits.
“Yea I know what you mean, but beggars can’t be choosers.” I answered the cabbie. “Do you want to see the whores panties?”
The taxi driver enthusiastically nodded his head.
“Lift up your dress.” I ordered the slut. “Show the taxi driver your knickers.”
Nanci wanted to beg him to stop. Beg him to let her out of the taxi.
But instead she wriggled her bum on the cab seat as she pulled up the hem of her tight dress exposing her pink panties.
“Spread your legs so the taxi driver can get a good look at your panties.”
I could see the whore was on the edge of tears as she complied.
“Pull your panties to side and let him have an eyeful of your cunt.”
Despite the screaming voices in her head Nanci reached down and yanked her panties out of the way so that the taxi driver could see her bare pussy
Nanci was grateful when the cab pulled up outside their destination. She pulled her panties back into place and tugged down the hem of her dress.
“That will be $16.” The cabbie announced.
Then the horror of Nanci’s evening escalated.
I could see the relief on the whore’s face when the taxi pulled up outside of my house. She thought she was safe as she pulled her knickers back into place and yanked her dress back down. But I wasn’t going to let the little strumpet off that easy.
“Tell you what mate. If the slut gives you a blow-job we’ll call it quits on the fare.”
Again the cabbie nodded enthusiastically.
The look of horror on my little slut’s face was an absolute picture. She needed a little more prodding.
“Don’t just sit there looking stupid. The taxi driver’s a busy man he needs his cab fare paid so get in the front and suck his cock.” I demanded.
Like an automaton Nanci’s legs transported her to the front of the taxi and her hands fumbled with fastenings of the cabbie’s trousers. She mused that it must have been days since he last changed his underwear. His white underpants were stained yellow with urine and the stench wafting up from the soiled Y-fronts was revolting. She reached into the disgusting pants to fish out an even more revolting penis. The turgid member started to throb into life in her hand so she leant down to take it into her mouth. The poor girl almost retched being this close to his unwashed cock as her lips engulfed it. As her head bobbed up and down on his modest penis the cabbie moaned. In all his life he had never had such a beautiful girl suck him off.
“Oh God.” He moaned. “I knew she was a slut the moment I laid eyes on the little tramp.”
But he wasn’t addressing Nanci, he was talking to her tormentor still sitting in the back of the taxi. It was as if she wasn’t there, didn’t matter, just an object to be used. He didn’t last long before he was humping his hips against her face as he sought his much needed release. With a grunt his cock spurted into her mouth and she was forced to swallow down his salty spunk. As she pulled away she could see a red ring of her lipstick around the case of his deflating cock.
Nanci quickly exited the taxi before either man saw her tears.
“Not so high and mighty now are we slut? Sucking a cabbie off for a $16 taxi fare,” I laughed as I pulled her towards my front door.
Once inside I told her to go the bathroom and clean herself up making sure she brushed her teeth as they were still covered in taxi driver’s jizz. She exited the bathroom after completing her ablutions to find me sitting a chair.
“Strip!” I ordered.
She struggled to get the tight grey dress off over her head then she shimmed those pretty pink panties down her legs.
She automatically crossed her hands and arms across her body in an attempt to hide her nakedness.
“Put your hands behind you back. It might help thrust out those pathetic mole hills you call tits.” I demanded.
My eyes roved up and down her body. Very nice I thought. Her tits might be a little small but they were cute and firm. She had a good figure and a pert little ass.
But by far her best feature was her tight looking cunt. Her inner pussy lips protruded just enough as if offering an invite to any cock wanting to use her.
I got off the chair and made her sit on it while I set up a video camera facing the chair. I made her put a leg over each arm of the chair spreading her legs wide. I zoomed the lens of the camera into her pussy.
“Spread your cunt open slut.” I ordered.
I could see she was choking back tears as she reached down between her legs and pulled her pussy lips open so the camera could peer deep into silky pinkness
When I gave my next command I got that cute little look of horror across my sluts face.
“Use your fingers and bring yourself off for the camera.”
The drug was now so infused into Nanci’s brain that she didn’t even hesitate as he reached down to her cunt and pressed a finger between her prominent sex lips and another strummed at her erect clitoris.
Nanci’s fingers were well practised at bringing her pleasure and soon they brought her to a panting climax.
As my slut came down from her shameful orgasm I plugged the camera into the lap-top and downloaded the footage for future use.
“Time to take this up stairs I think.” I said.
I followed her up the staircase watching her cute little tushie sashay from side to side and felt my cock throb in my trousers. We reached the bedroom and my next command was inevitable.
“Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Nanci now obeyed every command without question. The screaming voice at the back of her head was still there letting her know what she as doing was wrong. But now it was like it was happening to someone else and she was simply watching the disgusting action like some voyeur.
Nanci lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide bending her knees to open herself up even further. The ever-present camera drank in her charms as she watched her new master undress.
His cock was both impressive and already hard. She should be screaming at this man to stop, instead she reached down to stroke and caress his manhood. Like a wanton harlot she guided the tumescent tool to her spread sex then cried out as it sunk deep into her belly.
The drug had effectively fried the bitch’s brain. I almost came when she grasped my cock and pulled it towards her cunt. I could have taken her lovingly, tenderly as though she were a person. Instead I took her disdainfully, violently and though she were just a worthless fuck toy.
“You’re going to cum for me aren’t you slut.” I insinuated.
It was like programming a computer. I only had to say it to rewrite her deep-seated morals. It didn’t take long for the whore to start panting and moaning like a harlot and hump her cunt against my thrusting cock. I could feel her slimy sexual secretions salivating out of her salacious slit as my serpent stroked in and out of her slutty sex. Her mournful cry announced the arrival of her shattering climax. I continued to stroke her palpitating pussy with long forceful stokes prolonging her mind singeing orgasm till I flooded her cunt with my copious cum.
Nanci had never cum so hard or so quickly. The morsel of morality that still resided in her brain swamped her psyche with shame and humiliation. She curled up into the foetal position while his cum dribbled out of he ravished cunt. She wanted to cry but her tears never came.
While I watched my slut bathe in the afterglow of her climax I picked up my phone. The phone calls I made resulted in three positive responses. Her new abusers would be here in a while. In the meantime I had to entertain my ‘guest’.
“Have you had anal sex?” I asked.
“Yes but I don’t like it.” The slut answered.
“I don’t give a fuck about what you do and don’t like. Now use some of that gunk in your cunt to lube up your ass.” I demanded.
Nanci reached down to her splayed pussy and forced three fingers into its syrupy depths to scoop up great globs of slimy sex slop and transferred it to the puckered starfish of her tiny bum hole and push the muck up inside of her. She did all this in the unblinking stare of the camera lens.
Again that screaming voice in the back of her head was ignored as she lubricated her back passage with their combined sex secretions.
I pushed my slut onto all fours and pulled her tushe up ready for violating.
Oh God this little whore was tight. She obviously hadn’t been taken up the ass very often.
Please go gently,” She sobbed.
Once I got the bloated tip of my cock passed her anal ring I stabbed it deep into her guts with one vicious thrust.
I loved how my whore screamed as my cock burrowed deep into her delicate bowels. I fucked her hard delighting in her pain and discomfort as my cock wrecked her tight poop chute. I slammed into her butt with all the violence I could muster. The sex slime proved to be a woefully inadequate lubricant and she screamed and begged all the way through her brutal ass fucking. The slut let out fresh screams as I flooded her abraded bowels with my caustic saline spunk.
I pulled my deflating cock from her rear and delighted at what I had done to her once tight little bum hole. It now gaped obscenely and would take days to close up again. I guess the slut is going to find sitting down to be a bit uncomfortable for the next few days.
Nanci lay on the bed gently sobbing. She had never known pain like it, and vowed never to let another man take her up the ass again. She couldn’t know that she would be breaking this vow very soon. She reached around and winced as her ass was too tender to the touch and her shoulders began to heave with fresh sobs at the gaping hole her cute little puckered starfish had become. Nanci was totally unaware of the phone call that had been made till the three strangers entered the bedroom.
I greeted the three new men that would carry on my slut’s violation and degradation.
“Jack, Toby, Frank! What do you make of our new fuck toy? I know she’s got the tits of twelve year old, but her cunt is nice and tight and I’ve just finished opening up her ass up for you.” I said.
Frank was the first to cross over to bed disrobing quickly and forcing my whore’s mouth onto his cock. When her mouth had brought him to full hardness he pushed the slut back onto the bed and climbed between her splayed legs and took her violently. His bare buttocks rose and fell quickly between the whore’s spread thighs, then his buttocks twitched as he pumped his cum into her receptive cunt.
Nanci had never fucked two different men in one day. She always considered women that did that sort of thing as sluts or whores. But here she was on her back taking another strangers cock barely an hour after the last penis had spewed it’s load into her pussy. What was worse was there were another two strangers, already stripping off their clothes, waiting to use her body.
The man on top of her grunted as he emptied himself into her. Like a rag-doll she pulled up onto all fours and another cock was forced down her throat while another took her from behind creating a sordid spit-roast of her body.
When Jack and Toby pulled the slut up onto all fours I had already set the camera up to film her decline into slut-hood and degradation. Toby used her hair to pull her head up so he could push his cock down her throat meanwhile Jack slammed his cock into her tight cunt in one brutal thrust. As he fucked her Jack reached round to maul her tiny tits his fingers pinching and pulling at her sensitive nipples. I could see that my slut was about to cum from these two cocks using her.
Nanci felt like a worthless whore as these two men sawed in and out of her body. To make things worse she knew she was going to cum on the cock filling her pussy. Surely only a whore would cum like this she thought. She started to hump her cunt against the thrusting cock till her climax hit her like tornado. She moaned around the cock filling her mouth as her as her cunt cream spilled out down her thighs. She was almost oblivious as the two cocks spewed their sticky mess into her mouth and cunt.
We used the slut all night.
All of her holes were used. We took her ones, twos. And even three cocks at once. We made her do every sordid sex act we could think off. Sucking two cocks at once. Taking a cock in her pussy and one up her ass at the same time while she screamed in pain
We even forced her to take two cocks in cunt at the same time. She wailed in agony as her poor little pussy was stretched open like never before. Like her ass when we finished with the slut her cunt gaped wide open.
It was late when Nanci woke from her fitful sleep. The three visitors left in the early hours of the morning but her exhausted body wasn’t even aware that they had gone.
“So sleeping beauty is awake. Get your lazy ass out of bed and take a shower you stink.” Her tormentor demanded.
He was right. She stank of sex. Degrading sex.
The hot water washed away the detritus of her debauchery but it couldn’t wash away her shame and humiliation at what she had done. Nanci wrapped a towel around herself and saw that he had prepared her a simple breakfast of coffee, toast and orange juice. She consumed the meagre repast greedily as she was famished.
Nanci couldn’t know that the orange juice was laced with another liberal dose of scopolamine.
My slut missed my smile as she drained her orange juice. Another dose of the psychotropic drug was now coursing through her veins frying the bitch’s brain. I pulled her from the chair, pulled off the towel covering her and lead her to the bed.
She needed no prompting. She pulled off my pyjamas and pushed me back onto the bed, a reversal of the roles for when I took her for the first time. Her mouth engulfed my tumescent truncheon and sucked me for all she was worth
I was as hard as iron when I pushed her down onto her back and slid my cock into her slick sex slit. For a change I fucked her with tenderness. She clung to me her hips rising to meet my thrusts
This was going to be my last session with the slut. After what I had planned for her I wouldn’t want to touch her with a barge pole.
She should hate him for what he had subjected her to. But Nanci was falling for this man. And now as he took her like lover she would give not only her body and mind to this man but now as she rose towards her climax she was also prepared to give him her heart as well.
But before the day was out she would have a fresh reason to despise this man and have her heart shattered.
I could feel that the bitch was close. She humped her whore cut against me and her lips sought mine. She kissed me with such passion that I knew I had stolen her soul. All I had to do now was to stamp on it and crush it beyond repair.
The slut moaned and screamed as she came on my cock then it was my turn as I flooded her whore womb with my seed. We lay in each other’s arms, the slut in the warm afterglow of her loving orgasm, me in my cold chill of contempt.
Time for the players in the final act of the slut’s desolation to take the stage.
“Are you hungry?” I asked. The whore nodded “Get dressed I’ll take you to lunch.”
Nanci climbed out of the bed and returned to the bathroom to clean herself up. She felt ashamed and embarrassed as he watched her wipe his cum from her pussy then sit down to take a pee.
She reached down to pick up her pink panties.
“Don’t bother with the knickers where you’re going you won’t need them where you’re going, besides look at the state of them they are soaked.” I pointed out
When Nanci examined her discarded panties more closely she could see that they were indeed still damp and encrusted with her dirty cunt stains. Her cheeks blushed bright red with shame. So she left her only piece of underwear on the floor and pulled on her grey dress.
The taxi took them back to the The Drum and Monkey and they shared a plate of chicken wings and a bowl of nachos. Nanci couldn’t remember when she had been so happy.
But very soon that happiness would be shattered.
They didn’t take a taxi when they left the bar, instead they walked a couple of blocks till they reached a disused building.
He had to barge his shoulder against the dilapidated door to get it to open.
Once inside an ominous feeling fell on Nanci as she looked at the three tramps and their mangy mongrels sitting around a fire drinking mentholated spirits. Her feeling was confirmed by his next command.
“Strip.” I ordered.
That look of shock is so pretty on my slut’s face.
“Please not here, not in front of them. Don’t make me do that.” My slut whimpered.
Mmm some rebellion from my slut. Maybe the scopolamine was starting to wear off. I guess we’ll have to resort to good old fashioned methods.
I back-hand the bitch across her face.
“You’ll do what you’re fucking told slut.”
As the tears rolled down her cheeks I could see the dilemma on my sluts face. Could she cross this line? Could she debase herself any further than she had already.
Nanci was already choking back tears a she lifted her dress off of over her head. Once again her body was on display to complete strangers. But this time it was to the dregs of the city. Down and outs, the lowest of the low. She wanted nothing more than to grab her dress and run from this awful place, but her feet felt like they had been cemented to the floor
I grabbed the sluts arm and dragged over to tramps but they were clearly wary of the intruders.
“Relax guys.” I said. “Here I’ll swap you. Have a real drink.”
I pulled a bottle of bourbon from my pocket and took their dirty bottle of clear liquid.
“What do you think of the little fuck toy I’ve found you?” I asked. I handed the nearest tramp three small blue tablets. “Here guys this will put some lead in your pencils.”
They each swallowed down the Viagra with a slug of the bourbon.
I passed the bottle of meths to my slut.
“Come now don’t let these gentleman drink alone.”
There was still a little resistance from my whore so I pushed the foul mouth of the bottle between her lips, pouring the dangerous spirits down her throat.
“I’m sure it’s been a good while since these dirty tramps have had a bit pussy. I’m sure a whore like you would be prepared to do a little bit of social service.”
“Oh God please don’t make me do this. Let’s go back to your place and make love.” My slut begged.
My answer was to grab the bitch by her hair and force her down onto her knees in front of one of the tramps.
“Don’t just kneel there looking stupid get his cock out and into your mouth.” I demanded.
The bourbon burned all the way down into her stomach as she was forced to drink the toxic fluid. Nanci coughed and retched as half the contents of the bottle filled her belly.
All thoughts of a permanent relationship with this man evaporated when he demanded that she allow these awful creatures to fuck her. If she thought he was joking that thought disappeared as he grabbed her by the hair and forced her onto her knees in front of this dishevelled excuse for a human being.
Her shaking hands reached for the filthy stained trousers. The stench of stale urine was overpowering making her retch as she got close. She struggled with the string that held up his trousers then yanked them down his legs. He wore no underwear and his large penis hung down lifeless. But it wasn’t the size of his manhood that caught your attention. The entire surface of his cock was covered in either angry red sores or weeping pustules. Some of the boils had burst and were now covered in jagged scabs like burrs on a rose stem.
The tramps cock must be one of the most disgusting things I’ve ever seen. It didn’t get any better when her hand reached up to grasp the flaccid penis and pulled back on the wrinkled foreskin allowing the purple head to show through. I could see my slut retching as she saw the ring of encrusted dried cum and urine laying beneath his foreskin. The filthy slug starting to twitch as it came to life.
“Don’t just look at it bitch. Get his cock into your mouth.” I ordered.
My whore pulled the now semi-erect tramps cock towards her reluctant mouth.
If the smell of his unwashed cock had been repulsive, it was nothing to repellent taste as it slid across Nanci’s tongue. The palatableness of the penis became even worse when one of the boils burst on her tongue. A foul tasting yellowish puss spurted across her mouth and down the back of her throat into her stomach. Again Nanci retched and was sure she was going to throw-up, but the cock lodged in her mouth forced her to swallow back the bile. His wrinkled testicles slapped against her chin as her oral ministrations brought his cock to full attention.
Even I felt a little queasy watching the bitch suck the tramps cock. I could see little black specs jumping from the tramp and covering her tits. I realised with amusement that they were fleas feeding off of my slut’s tits. I grabbed her bedraggled hair and pulled the slut’s mouth from the tramp’s cock with an audible pop. A mixture of saliva and puss dripped down onto her breasts.
“Would you like this slut to ride your cock?” I asked the tramp.
He kicked off his filthy trousers and laid down on his back his cock, now shiny with my slut’s saliva, stood up hard and proud. Again that cute look of confusion crossed my whore’s face.
“OK you stupid bitch start riding his cock.” I exclaimed.
Nanci was almost unaware of the tears streaming down her cheeks as she straddled the tramps hips. She shuddered with inward revulsion as she felt the head of his disgusting cock contact her once pristine pussy. She felt that after today her cunt would be worthless.
She grimaced as her pussy slid down onto the gnarled cock. She could feel the brittle scabs scratching and gouging the delicate walls of her vagina as the tramp’s cock buried itself deep inside of her.
My camera phone eagerly captured the sight of my slut riding up and down the tramp’s cock. I could see the pain on her face as his gnarled cock scoured her poor cunt. As she rode his cock his dirty hands reached up to grope and squeeze her small bouncing tits.
Another of the tramps stepped in front of the bitch, pulling open his own dishevelled trousers and fishing out his hardening cock. His grime encrusted hands yanked at her hair pulling her head forward towards his waiting cock. He pushed his filthy fingers into the whore’s mouth opening it up ready for his member.
I wondered how he had got some of those disgusting stains on his fingers as he forced them into her mouth then they were quickly replaced by his bouncing cock.
As Nanci rode up and down his cock it felt like her abused pussy was being abraded by sandpaper. The scabs and pustules rasped against her poor sensitive clitoris like a cheese grater, filling the centre of her being with abject pain. And now a second cock, as equally diseased as the first, was waving in front of her face. She tried to resist but he pushed his disgustingly stained fingers into her mouth then forced his foul penis down her throat. Another shudder went through her body when her nose was forced into his wiry pubic hair writhing with parasitic life. She could feel unwanted life forms swarming into her hair to bred and multiply in her luscious locks.
I watched my slut suck on another pestilent penis while she rode another afflicted male member. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she endured the pain and humiliation of this degrading fuck. The third tramp looked on with lust burning in his eyes. From the bulge in his filthy trousers it looked like the Viagra was doing it’s job.
“The slut’s still got another hole.” I advised him.
He stood behind the bitch’s ass a knelt down to examine his target. My whore’s ass still gaped slightly from her last ass fucking so all he needed was a little lubrication. He hocked-up a huge slimy glob of phlegm and spat it up her open bum hole.
Nanci bounced up and down on the tramp’s cock like a rag-doll while the second tramp thrust his vile viper in and out of her mouth. She felt betrayed by the man that earlier today she had considered to be a lover when he told the third tramp to sodomize her. She felt disgusted when she felt him spit up her poor little poop chute.
“Oh God please not there I beg you.” She sobbed. “I’m still sore and tender from last night.”
As usual her pleas were ignored and she let out a pained scream as the third member of this tarnished trio rammed his polluted penis up her posterior.
For the second time in her young life her body was entertaining more than one penis at a time. But unlike the last time they weren’t clean and washed cocks. They were disgusting unwashed diseased cocks.
I have to say. The sight of my little slut riding those three filthy cocks had my own cock twitching in my trousers. A moan escaped her lips followed by tears of degradation running down her cheeks. The black specks of flea infestation now covered her body and heaven knows what other parasites now called her body home. And of course my camera phone captured every grunt, moan and tear of the whore’s degradation.
The cock in her mouth was the first to unload its unwanted cargo.
I could see her throat swallowing as she took his vile seed down into her stomach. He pulled out splattering great globs of his sickly looking greenish / yellow cum across her face and into her hair.
The scabby balls slapped against Nanci’s chin in a rhythmic slap! slap! slap! as his foul phallus reamed out her mouth. The scaly scabs rasped against her throat like sandpaper. The metronomic smack of his filthy testicles against Nanci’s chin increased in pace announcing the imminent arrival of his climax. She desperately tried to pull away before he could spill his sickly seed down her gullet. But his firm grasp of her hair secured her mouth firmly on his cock. His cum tasted as vile as she had expected as he pumped his feculent filth down her throat.
I could see my poor little slut was close to retching as she coughed up the tramps disgusting cum. But my whore had little time to worry about the sickly seed slithering down into her stomach, she still had two foul phallus’ fucking her poor pussy and ruined rectum. I could see that the cock up her ass was the next to unload into her body as the tramp slammed his corroding cock up her poor poop chute. He bellowed like a bear as he filled the slut’s bowels with his caustic cum. As he pulled his deflating cock from her abused ass I could see that the jaundice cum leaking from her gaping bum hole was tinged pink with the blood from her ravished rectum.
Nanci tried to cough up every molecule of the tramp’s diseased cum but still ended up swallowing down huge quantities of his Viagra propelled ejaculate. With her mouth free of the tramps cock she was free to scream and cry out at the remaining two vile cocks reaming out the tender tissues of her pussy and ass. The tramp fucking her up the ass started to slam his scab encrusted cock up her poor poop chute with greater urgency.
Nanci knew that she was about to get another dose of tramp cum.
His saline semen scolded her abraded rectum like battery acid as his balls twitched pumping his putrid pug up her brutalised bum hole. She felt sick as she felt his sticky jizz dripping down the back of her thighs. The tramp beneath her rolled over so that he could pound his penis into her as he approached his climax.
“Oh God don’t let him cum inside of me.” She begged.
My slut had one more tramp cock to deal with. He rolled her over so that he could ‘jack-hammer’ his cock into her poor pussy. His rancid sweat dripped down to the whore’s face as he grunted and wheezed above her. His hairy ass pumped up and down with renewed vigour as he pounded my poor slut’s pussy, then I heard her begging once more.
“Oh God don’t let him cum inside of me.”
Even I started feel a little sorry for her having to take the tramp’s foul feculent filth into her pristine pussy. He pushed his cock deep into the strumpet’s cunt and shot his unwholesome load into her body. He climbed from between her splayed legs leaving my slut gently sobbing as his pestilential cum oozed sickly from her ravished pussy.
But my whore’s degradation was far from over as one of the mangy mongrel’s wet nose started snuffling at her gaping cunt.
Nanci could feel the tramp’s hairy unwashed balls slapping against her upturned ass with rhythmic ferocity as he closed in on his release. She tried to push the squalid excuse for a human being off of her but she was too weak from the endless pounding her body had received.
She simply had to lay there and act as the tramp’s cum rag.
Nanci cried out in anguish as she felt the infected cum flood her pussy.
The poor girl just lay there crying. Her legs were lewdly splayed in an attempt to ease the pain from her swollen pussy. Sickly greenish / yellow cum trickled from her gaping gash when she suddenly became aware of a wet tongue lapping at her tender pussy. She looked down with horror at the sight of a dock licking at her battered cunt and quickly closed her legs.
“Oh no you don’t slut.” I snapped. “You’ll keep your legs open and let the dog lick out all that nasty cum.”
My little slut had the audacity to shake her head and again that whining begging.
“It wasn’t a suggestion you stupid bimbo. It was an order. Now spread those legs open and let the dog lick your skankey cunt.” I demanded.
Again she shook her head denying me. I told two of the tramps to grab an ankle each and pull her legs open. I pulled my leather belt from the hoops on my trousers and doubled it over and stepped between her spread legs.
My slut screamed as the belt whistled through the air to land across her gaping cunt. Her clit was still hard and the leather contacted the sensitive nub with each of the six lashes across her spread slit. When I had finished the tramps held her legs open so that the dog could return to licking her gaping gash.
Nanci struggled as two of the tramps grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her legs apart. She watched with horror as her tormentor pulled his belt from his trousers. As he doubled the belt over and stood between her open legs it became clear to the poor girl where he intended to use his makeshift strop.
“For heaven’s sake you can’t whip me there.” She sobbed.
But her pleading became screams as the first lash of the belt landed across her poor plundered pussy. Nanci had never known pain like it but she was to endure the skull splitting agony five more times before he was done.
The pain of the belt was eased slightly by the wet rasping tongue of the dog. With the tramps holding her ankles she couldn’t escape the incessant tongue as it slipped between the spread lips of her pussy. The dog’s snuffling nose smeared nasal mucus across her bald pubic mound. As the serpentine canine tongue sawed in and out of her pussy the rough surface rasped against her clitoris. The stimulation soon had her hips gyrating as the dog tongue effectively fucked her.
To her utter humiliation she felt herself responding to the stimulation of the dog’s tongue and soon she was writhing under the hound’s oral assault.
My poor slut was sobbing openly now as the dog lapped up the cum leaking out of her well-fucked cunt. Then to my surprise her sobs turned to moans and she started to writhe trying to get her pussy away from the dog’s incessant tongue. But I could see that the dog liked the taste of my whore’s cunt and wasn’t going to be denied his delectable morsel. A few sniggers came from the tramps as my slut started to hump her cunt against the dog’s tongue. The dog’s almost prehensile muscular tongue was pushed deep into the whore’s cunt sending her over the top. She cried out as her orgasm smashed into her being like a juggernaut.
“What a fucking whore.” I exclaimed. “Cumming on a dog’s tongue. You’ll fuck anything won’t you slut. Well I think one good turn deserves another. Here boy.”
The large dog bounded over to me. I stoked the beast along its belly till the dog rolled over onto its back. The dog’s large cock was sticking up in the air and I called my slut to join me.
“OK bitch get over here and suck him off.”
My slut shook her head not wanting to degrade herself any further.
“Either you feel his cock in your mouth or you’ll feel my belt on your cunt again.”
Nanci came harder than she could ever remember, but it was on a dog’s tongue. Again she descended into a spiral of humiliation and degradation and fresh tears of shame ran down her cheeks. Her tormentors next command filled her with horror but after the threat of his belt across her pussy she reluctantly crawled over on all fours like the animal she had become. Her new lover was already panting in anticipation.
Nanci lowered her mouth towards bright red rod already seeping whitish cum. She fought back an involuntary need to retch as her mouth enveloped the dog’s cock.
Laughter rippled around the small audience while her tormentor’s camera phone recorded her head bobbing up and down on the mangy mongrel’s large cock.
The dog’s hind legs twitched in ecstasy as her talented mouth started to bring the hound off.
I watched the other dog’s ears prick-up as he heard gruff growls of pleasure coming from across the room. He padded over to the kneeling form of my slut. It sniffed at her crotch before leaping onto her back and attempted to mount her. I could see his doggy cock stabbing wildly trying to find a suitable hole to sate its lust. The dog’s first attempt obviously found the wrong hole and my whore screamed around the cock in her mouth as he stabbed into her ruined ass. I could see tears streaming down the slut’s face as the dog set about furiously fucking her up the ass. But his cock slipped from her slack bum hole. Again he dog stabbed wildly smearing its slimy secretions across her perfect posterior.
The mutt gave a growl of victory as it found the wet cavern of my slut’s cunt and resumed its frantic thrusting.
The dog’s cock tasted disgusting as Nanci’s sweet mouth bobbed up and down on the slimy shaft. She let out a little yelp as she felt a wet nose sniffing around her rear. Her yelp turned to a small scream as the large dog jumped up onto he back. She could feel the hard canine cock stabbing wildly trying to gain access to her holes. She wriggled her bottom franticly trying to foil the dog’s attempts to fuck her. But it was an equal struggle. Another scream escaped her lips as his large cock found the puckered starfish of her ass. The dog thrust deep bring fresh tears to her eyes as her rear was reamed out. His thrusts were so manic that his doggy cock slipped out of her ass with a pop. More wild stabs the dog found the gaping gash of her pussy. He fucked at Nanci’s cunt with such brutality that the large knot at the base of its cock forced its way past her sore sex lips.
The canine cock in her mouth was the first to cum. As soon as the first mouthful hit the back of her throat she pulled away and received a face full of canine cum. This was quickly followed by a howl of release from the second dog and a cry of shame from the poor girl as the mangy mongrel pumped huge amounts of its doggy cum into her pussy. Eventually the dog finished emptying his heavy balls into her and allowed Nanci to collapse prostrate onto the floor with exhaustion.
The tramp’s laughter almost drowned out Nanci’s sobs of humiliation.
I could see that the dogs and dregs had finished with my slut. I threw the whore her clothes and watched as she stood on shaky legs and pulled her dress on.
We took a taxi back to my place and I put her to bed. The syringe I pushed into her arm contained a much higher dose of the scopolamine mixed with a powerful soporific drug. She would sleep for hours, hopefully helping soothe the various aches in her body. I cleaned her up and treated the various parasitic infections with insecticides.
I knew the sedative would be wearing off soon so dressed her and drove her back to the address I found in her handbag. I used her keys to gain entrance and laid her out onto her bed where I left her.
Nanci woke groggy and disorientated. She only had a vague idea what happened last night.
“Oh God I must have had too much to drink.” She mused. “I hope I didn’t do anything embarrassing.”
Her whole body ached and her pussy was almost too sore to touch.
“I hope I didn’t do something stupid like have a one night stand.” She thought.
But she dismissed this thought as she didn’t even had a remote recollection of a man fucking her so she put her soreness down to some sort of yeast infection.
The End
[Abuse the slut by email: NanciNasty@Ymail.com Also to see her conditioned slut persona online, Google" "nancinasty"]
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Posted on : Sep 1, 2016
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Commented on Sep 12, 2016
wow....amazing. thank you for sharing! =]
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