Chapter Nine
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I went back and forth until the trunk was empty and
after the last trip I started putting things away. I
had just started emptying the bags and separating the
groceries by type when I heard Nathan say, "What the
fuck are you doing with clothes on bitch? I told you
before, no clothes in the house. Christ! Did you really
go to college you dumb cunt?!"
I stopped what I was doing and gladly took off the two
little items of slut clothing I was wearing. Before I
could start back putting the groceries away he said,
"Bring us out a beer bitch. You have one too."
I opened the case of beer and took two of them out to
the living room. Nathan and Terrill were watching my
first movie again. I glanced at the screen and saw the
loving blowjob I had given Nathan this morning being
replayed. God I had been so stupid!
They took the beer from me but other than that they
ignored me and I went back to work. I sipped a beer as
I put the groceries away. It tasted bad all over again,
but I soon got used to the bitter taste and looked
forward to the effects of the alcohol on my bruised and
battered mind.
When I finished I asked them when they wanted to eat
and they talked it over and decided to go ahead and eat
now. It was already almost five. It had been a long
time since the half a hamburger I had eaten for lunch
but I wasn't hungry. I wondered if I would ever want to
eat again.
I fried up some pork chops and some home fries and
dinner was ready in half an hour or so. We ate at the
dining room table. Well, they ate. I picked at my
potatoes and realized that if I actually ate I would
get sick.
Nathan watched me for a few minutes as he ate and
finally he said, "Since you aren't going to eat, go get
us another beer and then you can put on a show for us."
I put my plate in the kitchen and brought them back a
fresh beer. Then I stood there trying to figure out
what he meant by a show. Did he want me to dance? I
couldn't juggle, what the hell did he want from me?!"
He saw that I didn't know what to do and he asked, "Do
you have one of those toys girls like that looks like a
cock?"
I turned white. I almost lied. I had a feeling that he
already knew though. He had been through most of my
things before we left the house this morning.
I nodded my head and he sent me to get it. I went to my
nightstand and dug it out of the bottom drawer. It was
hidden under some old magazines where Dennis was not
apt to find it.
When I got back to the dining room Nathan ordered me to
get up on the table. I tried to figure out what he had
in mind, how he wanted me to position myself and he
finally just stood up and picked me up. He placed me
with my legs spread wide around their dinner dishes and
my head at the other end of the table and then he sat
back down and ordered me to play with myself while he
and Terrill ate and enjoyed the show.
I held my recently purchased, lifelike rubber cock in
my hand and turned the dial to a very low setting. I
started moving it over my breasts and teasing my
nipples with it for a few minutes and then I slowly
worked it down my stomach to my newly shaved crotch. I
had shaved off a lot of hair this morning and I
expected it to feel different now but it didn't.
I began to move it lightly over my mound and around
underneath my slit to tease that sensitive place
between my legs. I moved it back and lightly teased my
pussy with it. I was nervous because of all the abuse I
had suffered today. It felt good though. In fact, it
didn't hurt at all. I was surprised that I had
recovered so quickly from a gang rape and the violent
sex I had been subjected to by Nathan and Terrill. I
guess that little organ down there is more resilient
that I would have thought.
It felt pretty good, but I was not about to have an
orgasm. Laying there on the dining room table with my
legs spread and playing with a battery operated cock in
front of two teenage boys that I had come to dislike
very strongly in a very short amount of time while they
ate supper from between my legs was not a turn on for
me.
I focused on the soothing vibrations as I eased the
vibrator over and around my brutally abused pussy and
it did seem to help. In fact, if Nathan and Terrill
hadn't been there I think I could have had an orgasm,
despite everything that happened to me today.
Unfortunately they were there and it wasn't just the
fact that they were sitting there watching me that
distracted me. Not long after I began vibrating my sore
pussy I felt something being forced inside of me and I
heard them laughing. I lifted my head and saw them
taking turns dipping the pork chops they were gnawing
on into my pussy before they took a bite.
I couldn't figure out if they were doing it for their
own amusement or just to humiliate me. But then, that
was really the same thing wasn't it.
They left me like that until they finished eating. They
tired of dipping their food in me after a while but
then, as they would finish with a pork chop they
started inserting the bones into my pussy and leaving
them there. By the time they finally finished their
meal I had a half a dozen pork chop bones wedged inside
my pussy.
They finally stood up from the table and as they went
back into the living room Nathan said, "You've rested
long enough, bitch. Get your lazy ass in here and suck
some cock. Staring at your cunt all through supper gave
me a hard on."
I reached down and removed the bones from my vagina and
sat up. I got to my feet and went into the living room
just as Terrill was starting the tape of my seduction
of the fourteen year old from next door. They both took
their pants off and Nathan called me over and directed
me to stand in front of him. He had been lying. Neither
of them had a hard on.
He looked at my pussy and leaned down and ran his
tongue through my slit. He turned to Terrill and smiled
and said, "It doesn't taste like chicken!"
Terrill thought that was hilarious. I wasn't as amused.
Nathan sat back and spread his legs and I knelt between
his legs and started licking his cock and his balls.
After a few minutes he lifted his right leg and rested
his foot on the arm of the couch. He slid down a little
in his seat and ordered me to make believe his ass was
a pussy and eat it.
I didn't even look up at him. I just bent down a little
further and except that I had to tilt my neck at an
uncomfortable angle it wasn't so bad. At least he was
clean.
His cock had just started to get hard while I was
licking him but I guess he liked what I was doing
because he got hard quickly once I started exploring
his ass with my tongue.
After a few minutes he dropped his leg and then he
ignored me and watched the recording of me having sex
with the boy next door while I sucked his cock. My
throat was still sore but much to my surprise his cock
slipped into my throat with very little effort.
He may have enjoyed having his ass eaten out and he
seemed to be impressed by my newly acquired cocksucking
skills, but he had already had a lot of orgasms today
and it took me a very long time to get him off. I was
exhausted by the time I finished and my jaw, which had
started to recover from all of the blowjobs I had given
today was killing me.
I sat back on my heels after I had swallowed Nathan's
cum and glanced over at Terrill. He was looking back
and forth between me and the TV and playing with his
cock. It was dripping lube onto my couch and I could
only hope that he was as excited as he looked.
I moved over between Terrill's legs and before I could
even start he lifted his left leg and placed it on the
arm rest just like Nathan had. I didn't need to be told
what to do. I got back down in that uncomfortable
posture and ate his ass out just like I had done for
Nathan.
I got the impression that Terrill had never had anyone
do that for him before. As soon as my tongue touched
him he jumped and exclaimed, "Holy shit! That's fucking
hot! Damn Nathan, I didn't know how good that felt!"
He looked down at me and said, "Get used to it bitch. I
fucking love that! You're going to be doing that a
lot!"
He made me do it for so long that I was afraid I was
going to permanently damage my spine. My neck was
killing me and I didn't think I could keep my tongue
moving like that much longer. I was never so happy to
suck a cock as when he finally dropped his leg back to
the floor and I could straighten out and take his big
fat cock into my throat. Unlike Nathan he had really
been turned on I guess because he came quickly and
after he pushed me away I collapsed back onto the
carpet and lay there panting from my exertion.
They sat there looking down at me and Nathan said, "She
looks like she needs some more cock man. I'm beat
though. I don't have another fuck in me tonight. Maybe
we oughta call up some of the guys and have them come
over. I hate to see her suffer.
Terrill chuckled and said, "I don't know man. Maybe we
should let her rest up. She really worked that thing
today. That is some prime pussy. You don't want to wear
it out the first day."
Nathan thought about it and finally he said, "Yeah, I
guess you're right. It isn't really going to waste I
guess."
He turned back to me and said, "Okay bitch, that's
enough rest for now. Go get us another beer and then
you can clean up the kitchen."
It had been a long hard day but I would much rather
spend my time alone in the dining room and kitchen than
with them watching movies of me being molested for
their amusement.
I took my time cleaning up the kitchen and doing
dishes. I puttered as long as I could and then I
remembered all of the clothes I had brought home this
afternoon. I went into the back of the house where the
laundry room was located and separated my new slut
wardrobe and started washing clothes.
When I had been trying on these clothes in front of all
those kids earlier I had just been raped by thirty-four
men and the horror of my new life of debasement was
still sinking in. I hadn't really paid that much
attention to what Nathan had selected. Now, as I
separated them into wash loads I had a chance to look
closer at what I would be wearing in the future.
It was awful. There was not a single item of clothing
that I would wear of my own free will. And some of the
crop tops with the obscene sayings; I couldn't imagine
where he would make me wear them. I suppose I'll be
spending more time in the ghetto. Jesus, I hope so! I
would hate to wear this crap around where people I know
and socialize with can see me.
Oh wait, I forgot. My life as I knew it is over now.
I had finished sorting and re-examining the clothing
and had a load in the washer. I would have loved to be
able to stay in the laundry room and pretend that I was
all alone in my house but I didn't dare. I went back
out to the front room and checked to see if my captors
wanted anything.
Terrill had to turn the TV down. They had it on some
music channel playing rap music much too loudly. They
decided that some nice, hot, buttery popcorn would be
nice with the beer and I went back out to the kitchen
and made popcorn and put it in a large bowl and
drenched it in butter as they had requested. After I
took it out to them I went back to the laundry room.
As I started out Nathan asked me where I was going and
I told him that I was doing laundry. He accepted that
and they went back to watching TV.
I went back to the laundry room and took the clothes
out of the washer and put them in the dryer. I started
another load in the washer and I headed for my bedroom
to see if I had more hangars. I met Nathan in the hall
and I saw his expression change when he saw me. I knew
that he had just thought of some new way to make me
suffer. I saw it in his eyes.
He followed me into my bedroom and before I could go to
my closet for the empty hangars he took my arm and
guided me into the bathroom. I remembered the little
game he played earlier and I thought that must be what
he had in mind.
That wouldn't have been so bad. After everything I had
been through today I could handle letting him piss
between my legs. That wasn't his plan though. I
remembered that he had seen Terrill later doing much
worse and I remembered hearing him chuckle.
He pushed me into the bathtub and ordered me onto my
back. The tub was very cold on my skin and I squealed
involuntarily as I lay down in the tub. I knew what was
coming and I wasn't scared anymore. I was sickened
though.
He and Terrill had put their pants back on after I left
the living room and now Nathan was standing by the side
of the tub unzipping his pants and pulling his cock out
with an evil grin on his face.
He stood there looking down at me and he said, "Open
your mouth bitch. Keep it open and don't fucking move."
I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and lay there
waiting for it. Nathan had probably had close to half a
dozen beers today and I couldn't recall seeing him use
the bathroom since we left the house this morning. I
thought of that old joke about the hollow leg but I
wasn't amused.
He may not have a hollow leg but he must have a huge
bladder. I felt the stream of hot piss start after a
few moments of dread. The first few spurts landed on my
chest and then it very quickly became a strong, steady
stream of hot piss which he directed all over my body.
At first he concentrated on my breasts, then my pussy.
But he very quickly moved the stream up to my face.
He covered my face and my hair in urine and I had to
keep holding my breath to keep from inhaling it. As
soon as my face and hair were soaked he concentrated
the stream on my mouth and I gagged as my mouth filled
up and the strong stream swirled around like a
whirlpool and then overflowed my mouth and streamed
down over my cheeks and down my neck.
It went on for a very long time and I fought to keep
from crying, mainly because I was afraid that if I
started I would end up swallowing some of his foul
smelling urine. The smell and the taste were
overwhelming. I sure as hell didn't want to swallow any
of it.
It finally came to an end and he stood over me. I
couldn't open my eyes but I could hear him putting his
cock away. I was waiting anxiously for him to leave so
that I could clean myself off.
I heard him start to leave and just as he went out the
door he said, "Don't move bitch. Wait right there."
I remained in place with my mouth open. I had turned my
head and allowed the piss to drain out of my mouth but
my throat was dry and I really needed to swallow. I
just couldn't bring myself to do it though. Not with my
mouth coated in piss.
I assumed that Terrill would be in soon and I was
right. I heard him come in and stand over me and then I
heard his clothing rustling as he fished his cock out
of his pants and soon there was another stream of urine
bathing me from the top of my head to my pussy.
Just like Nathan had done earlier, Terrill sprayed my
body and then concentrated on my mouth until his
bladder was empty. I heard him put his cock away and he
said, "Sit up bitch."
I sat up and let the piss drain out of my mouth again.
He said, "Okay, now swallow."
I almost threw up just from hearing the order. I had
allowed the accumulated liquid to drain from my mouth
but the smell and the taste were still overpowering. I
sat there with my mouth still open and my eyes shut. I
felt the tears start again. I could feel him standing
there and staring down at me, waiting for me to obey.
I closed my mouth reluctantly and struggled to swallow.
It was just saliva, saliva tainted with the strong
taste of piss. It was just as disgusting as I knew it
would be and as soon as I swallowed I started gagging.
Terrill said, "If you throw up I'll piss right down
your throat the next time."
I didn't doubt for a second that he meant it. I
struggled to control my stomach and after a minute or
so it stopped rebelling.
Terrill said, "Hold out your hand."
I was nervous. I still had my eyes closed and there was
no telling what he had in mind. I obeyed though. I was
relieved to discover a washcloth in my hand. Terrill
said, "Wipe your eyes and your hands, nothing else. You
can take a shower before you go to bed. Now go finish
the laundry."
He left the room and I stood up and remained standing
in the tub, dripping wet with the piss from two boys.
I almost never used the tub. I used the shower. That
was where the bathmat was. I didn't want to drip piss
all over the house so I stayed in the tub until I
started to dry in the air. I even leaned over and wrung
my hair out so it would stop dripping.
The piss cooled quickly and was even more revolting.
The smell and the lingering taste were still
overpowering. Once I had stopped dripping urine down my
body I used the washcloth to dry off my feet and
stepped out of the tub. Then I just stood there. I
didn't know what to do. I didn't want to touch
anything. I sure as hell wasn't going to go in my
closet like this to search for empty hangars.
Finally it was all too much and I just dropped to my
knees and covered my pissy face with my pissy hands and
I just couldn't control it any longer. I lay down on
the cold floor and curled up in a ball and cried
quietly and mindlessly. This had been the worst day of
my life, but I knew that I hadn't reached bottom yet.
For some reason, Nathan intended to destroy me. What
had happened today, what was going to happen tomorrow,
they were just getting warmed up.
There was still the confrontation with Dennis when he
got back from Atlanta tomorrow night hanging over my
head. I couldn't imagine what I would say to him. And
then came Monday and whatever devious plans Nathan had
for me at school. I tried not to think about those
things but I couldn't stop those dreadful thoughts from
whirling around in my mind and driving me nearly mad.
I guess I could run away. But I had nowhere to run. I
thought about suicide but I was too big a coward. Even
though that was beginning to seem like my only way out
of this I couldn't think of an acceptable manner of
ending my life. We didn't own a gun and we didn't have
any drugs stronger than Tylenol in the house. I
couldn't even slit my wrists unless I used a kitchen
knife and I knew I couldn't do that. Apparently my only
option was to lay there and cry for a while and then do
whatever I was told.
I finally managed to get up and went to check on the
laundry. I hung up the clothes in the dryer, being
careful to touch them as little as possible. I put the
clothes from the washer in the dryer and put another
load in the washer. When both the washer and dryer were
running I just stood there and stared at them for a
long time and tried very hard to think of absolutely
nothing at all.
At one point I was aware of someone looking into the
room but I didn't turn around and whoever it was they
didn't speak so I just ignored them and they left. I
suppose it was just Nathan checking to see if I had
decided to end it all somehow. Perhaps he thought I
might dry myself to death.
I couldn't sit down on anything because I was all
covered in piss so I just stood there and stared at the
washer and dryer until the dryer stopped. I hung up
that load and shuffled everything around and put the
last load in the washer. A few minutes later Nathan
called me into the bedroom and said, "We are going to
go to bed pretty soon. You better get in there and wash
your nasty ass bitch."
I didn't respond, I just turned and went into the
bathroom and started the shower. The room still smelled
like piss. I went over to the tub and rinsed it out and
by then the shower was like a steam bath. I climbed in
and added a little cool water but kept it just as hot
as I could stand it.
I shampooed my hair over and over and then I scrubbed
my body and rinsed several times. By the time I got out
I had to go hang up the next to the last load of slut
clothes. I put the last load in the dryer and returned
to standing there staring at the dryer.
I had been in there about fifteen minutes when Nathan
came in and asked, "How much longer."
In a voice that was so listless it even worried me I
said, "About ten minutes."
He nodded and said, "When you are finished come to
bed."
I turned back around and stared at the dryer again
until it was finished. I took my time hanging up the
clothes. I was in no hurry to go to bed with Nathan.
Unfortunately I couldn't put it off forever and soon I
found myself entering the bedroom. Nathan was already
in bed and I heard Terrill in the bathroom. Nathan
threw back the covers and I got in beside him. He
covered us up and pulled me a little closer and I lay
there on my back with his hand on my breast.
When Terrill was done in the bathroom he joined us in
my king size bed and he lay on the other side with his
hand on my other breast.
I didn't think I would be getting much sleep tonight
but I was wrong. It had been a physically and
emotionally draining day and I fell asleep quickly and
slept all night.