Relief
Then her guard allowed two women onto the platform carrying a
heavy black can between them. Angie was relieved that at last
somebody had taken pity on her and would clean her up. She
recognized one of the women and suddenly felt cold as she looked
into the hard eyes of the woman whose nipple she had cut off.
The women lifted the can up with difficulty to throw water over
Angie's head and she was drenched in a vile smelling mixture of
excrement and urine. Angie was in a state of shock at this
unexpected degradation. The town did not have sewerage and each
house had a can in an outhouse used as a toilet. People would
have been defecating into this can that morning so that fresh
faeces were running down her body.
Angie was so ashamed of herself. The women would not have done
this to her, another woman, if she were not a filthy slut that
deserved such treatment for wanting so many men to fuck her.
Deep down she knew that she enjoyed undressing to give men
pleasure and make their cocks hard. When they had first tied her
up she had thought that she hated them but now covered in shit
she realized that she was sexually stimulated and excited by
being helpless and displayed to so many men. Even now she kept
thinking of all those hard cocks. The women had done the right
thing in covering up her body with the only material suitable for
a slag like her; she was happy that they had chosen to conceal
her blatant sexual exhibition with excrement.
The crowd loved to see the whore covered in shit. Angie closed
her mouth and eyes as she felt slimy turds running down her hair,
face, shoulders and breasts. They cheered the women on as they
went to fetch another can. Pieces of used toilet paper stuck to
Angie's face and breasts.
Another woman climbed onto the platform as they got ready to tip
the third can over her and Angie felt her long hair being pulled
hard; forcing her head back as far as it would go. As the
excrement was poured over her, Angie's upturned nostrils filled
with the loathsome liquid so she could no longer breathe. She
had to open her mouth to breathe, allowing piss and sticky shit
to slither into it. She tried to cough but as she could not
clear it she had to swallow mouthfuls of the odious mixture. The
crowed loved watching the filthy bitch suffer and shouted for
more cans to be used on her. After another 7 cans the stench
became so awful that it was too much even for the crowd to bear.
The cans of liquid had frightened the flies away for a while but
now they came back in droves and soon Angie was covered in a mass
of black crawling flies, some laying eggs on her and some laying
live maggots that started to crawl about looking for holes and
crevices in which to hide and grow fatter. Angie could feel the
itchiness of something crawling on her but did not realize what
it was until she saw maggots out of the corner of one eye. A
piece of toilet paper was partly stuck over that eye and the
maggots were moving under it for protection.
Suddenly she knew what the feeling in her vagina and anus was.
She groaned in dread remembering sheep she had seen on a farm
with maggots living in their anus and eating the live flesh away.
Soon they would be burrowing deep into her and she might not be
able to get them out. Part of her felt that this was the right
thing to happen to her, as having her sexual organs eaten by
maggots would prevent her using them for male amusement.
Stretched out, she was totally helpless to stop this intrusion
and the horror grew within her as her bound and naked body was
exposed to the crawling invasion for what seemed like hours
While Angie was preoccupied with the maggots the crowd began to
lose interest and melt away. It was mid afternoon and time for a
siesta. After a while one of the soldiers either took pity on
her or could not stand the smell and hosed Angie and the platform
down with a fire hose. After that she felt cleaner but was still
not sure if there were maggots surviving in her holes.
Limited freedom
There were still several hundred people watching the show, mainly
men who were consuming beer sold by vendors and bars adjacent to
the square. At 3pm her guard did as they had been instructed and
took Angie down from the display poles. Instead they secured her
with a padded leg iron around her left ankle attached by a long
chain to a ring in the centre of the platform. This allowed
Angie to move anywhere on the platform but not to get off it.
As soon as she was free, Angie sat down on the floor in the
centre of the platform opened her legs and bent forward to look
at her vagina. She parted the lips to see some small white
maggots still wriggling in the folds of pink flesh. One by one
she picked them out and threw them away, her face a mask of self
loathing and disgust. The crowd could not see the maggots and
was amazed at the way in which the whore was opening up her cunt
for their viewing. The slut was worse than they had anticipated;
she was obviously hungry for cocks and flaunting herself teasing
the men into filling her hole.
Angie could not inspect her anus and instead had to cope with the
maggots by sticking her fingers into the orifice and scraping out
what she could. This caused great hilarity in the crowd; the
slut also wanted cock up her ass, she could not have made her
desires more obvious to them.
Having cleaned herself as best as she could, Angie buried her
head in her arms and sank into a state of abject wretchedness.
She could not understand how people could treat her this way.
These people were vindictive savages.
Teasing
The next thing she knew were two women lifting her into a
standing position. They had clothes with them and helped Angie
dress in a baggy bra and panties covered by a dirty old dress
that looked as though it had come out of the rags basket. The
leg chain prevented them putting the panties on so the women
simply tore the crutch out of the panties and put them on her
loose.
Despite the grimy clothes it felt good to be covered up again and
shielded from hundreds of prying eyes. Then somebody started
playing "The Stripper" on a portable player, and Angie understood
that she had been dressed not as an act of kindness but so that
she could strip for the crowd. She knew that they had all seen
the video of her stripping for the soldiers in the Theatre Room
and wanted her to repeat her performance for them. No doubt the
women had been prompted by some of the men in the crowd.
Angie hated them for making her do an odious striptease again,
but deep inside her there was a flicker of excitement at the
thought of the hundreds of male eyes that would be watching her
and how their cocks might stir for her. She started to take her
clothes off for the crowd and danced around the platform in time
to the music. The crowd loved it, especially the drunken men who
whistled at her and danced around themselves. One of them jumped
up onto the platform and managed to pull on Angie's breasts
before he was thrown off again. He was a hero in the crowd.
She had to repeat the performance 3 more times before the women
stopped dressing her. Now, as the afternoon wore on she was
surrounded by about 300 faces, all male, the women having gone
home to see to their children. Amongst the men there were
adolescent youths and even boys who looked to be as young as 13,
but no girls. The girls of the town were being protected from
seeing a decadent whore, but for the boys Angie was part of their
sex education.
Voyeurs
For most of the boys was the first time in their lives that they
had been able to gaze uninterrupted on a woman's breasts and
cunt. Even if she wasn't a real woman, but a foreign 'slut' who
would allow any man to use her, it was still much better than
guiltily looking at women in the few girlie magazines smuggled
into the town. The boys excitedly discussed Angie; most had
sneaked looks at her video and had seen her touching herself.
Earlier, when she had been tied up on the platform they had been
able to stare at the hole between her legs without worrying about
their fathers who were equally mesmerized. Most of the boys had
difficulty in hiding their erections as they fantasized about
having their first experience with a real woman pushing their
hardness into that dark hole. Even if she was a whore, it would
still count. There would be great kudos from being first and
every boy was trying to work out how to achieve that honour. Of
course their fathers and elder brothers would have her first, but
eventually it would be their turn.
The youths in the crowd were having similar thoughts. Many had
girlfriends and had some experience of a woman's body, but never
one such as this. Their girlfriends were either skinny and
flat-chested or fat and ugly. This woman was not only mature and
beautiful, but also had perfect breasts, large but not too large
and those nipples, how they would love to suck on those. With
their girlfriends they only got glimpses of their breasts as the
girl would giggle and quickly cover them up or worse still slap
the youth's face for daring to look. With this whore they could
look as much as they liked, they loved to see her walk and watch
the way her heavy tits swayed. How they would love to play with
those tits. Of course they would soon, but not until after dark
and after the men had screwed her.
Like the boys it was Angie's cunt that excited the youths most.
Even those few whose girlfriends had allowed them to touch the
area between their legs had never been allowed to look at that
most private part. The woman on the platform allowed them all to
look at her in the most intimate detail, they had seen her slit
and its dark inviting hole, but they knew that there were two
holes there and even when she opened up her cunt for them from a
distance they could not could not see into Angie's hole clearly
enough to work out which hole they should use. This worried many
of them as they knew that eventually they would have to perform
on Angie and it would be very embarrassing if they got it wrong.
They wished that the whore would piss up there on the platform so
they could see where the piss came out.
Unlike the boys they were not vying to be first to use Angie but
hoped to share her with their friends, they would like to join in
a multi fuck of the slut, using one of her holes while their
friends used the others. They had heard that the whore had much
experience in multi-fucking which should make it easier for them.
None of the girls in town would even suck their cocks and fucking
their ass was completely out of the question, so it would be very
exciting to use the whore's mouth or ass especially as she was
very experienced and would help them to get in her.
The men were equally restless and in their drunkenness much more
aggressive. They too had enjoyed looking at Angie's body for
most of the day and had discussed her endlessly in the bars
around the square. They had all seen the slut play with herself
in the video and had heard the incredible stories from soldiers
from the garrison. When she had displayed her cunt to everybody
in the square they knew that the stories were true. This woman
was unbelievable and they couldn't wait to fuck the bitch
senseless. If she could turn it on for 400 men in the garrison
they would see how she managed 1,500 men in town. There was much
speculation and wagering in the bars as to how she would cope
with 1,500 men. Her performance was already legendary but no
woman could manage that many cocks.
The men had watched the women degrading the whore all day long,
patiently waiting their turn. They knew that none of them dare
have sex with her in daylight, but after dark it would be
different. There was still two hours to go before dark and the
more inventive amongst them were thinking of ways in which the
slut could entertain them before her fucking time became due.
Angie was unaware of the speculation and anticipation around her;
she was too preoccupied with another problem. One of the wishes
of the youths was about to be granted, she was dying for a pee.
After all she had been through she still could not face having to
urinate in front of all these men. The problem was that she
never had a private moment, up there on the platform men were
watching every move she made. She just had to do it and not
think about her audience. She moved to the centre of the
platform and squatted down, soon a strong stream of urine was
issuing from her. In no time the youths were trying to see what
part of her cunt it was coming from, but she had her legs
together so they could see little.
Fucked
She smelt stale beer and then large calloused hands grabbed her
breasts. One of the drunks had come up behind her and was
pulling her to her feet her pee still spurting out of her. He
turned her around and bent over to kiss her oblivious to the jet
spraying on his legs. Angie fought with him but he was big and
strong. He forced his mouth upon hers in a brutish kiss and
attempted to stick his tongue into her mouth. She tried to knee
him but couldn't get her leg into the right position, her hand
broke free and she scratched at his face ripping ineffectually
against his stubbly beard.
Then other hands grabbed her arms and twisted them sharply back.
Angie opened her mouth in pain and the drunk seized his
opportunity to thrust his tongue in to lick around her palate.
It was horrible but she couldn't stop his rancid tongue touching
hers and exploring her. At the same time she felt his hard penis
thrusting against her pelvic area trying to find the entrance to
her vagina. There was a stabbing pain as she felt it penetrate
her and then she was filled with his organ, thrusting in and out
of her. Angie was being fucked again and this time in a public
square. She could hear male voices urging the drunk on, glad
that someone had the courage to start the fucking even in
daylight.
Then he came deep within her and she felt his hot cum spurt in
her in waves, one, two, three, four times. He pulled roughly out
of her and waved his cock proudly to the crowd; it was dripping
with cum and glistening with Angie's juices. As he let go of her
she saw that the size of the crowd had increased with perhaps 500
men watching her perform.
Fighting the man had been ineffective and if anything it had
urged him on, while the men that had immobilized her had hurt her
arms. She decided not to resist any more, she knew that she was
a whore and would behave like one.
Her guard had let four drunken men onto the platform as they had
been instructed to let people have free access to her but keep
the numbers to a manageable level at any point in time.
The other three had their penises out now, wanting to take their
turn. Angie went up to the nearest and kissed him hard on the
mouth, while her hand reached for his hard cock and guided it
towards her cunt. Soon his tongue was in her mouth and his cock
pounding her vagina, she could feel its hardness slopping the
previous man's cum inside her and squirting out from the lips of
her vulva. His hands were groping her breasts as he climaxed in
her. He left it there for a long time before pulling out, by
which time the next man, was impatiently rubbing his cock against
the cheeks of her ass.
In no time he was in her bending her back over the table so he
could thrust into her more deeply. Instead of assaulting her
mouth he sucked on her nipples until they were pointed hard. He
came quickly and when he pulled out of her she was ready for the
last man. Not content with a fuck, the drunk forced Angie down
on to her hands and knees and entered her ass doggy style, It
hurt her as she was not at all lubricated anally, but she had
been so stretched that it went into her easily and soon he too
was climaxing within her.
Poor boy
When withdrew from her, she stayed with her eyes closed on all
fours waiting for the next one. Her timing was bad, as someone
on the edge of the crowd had noticed a dog trying to mount a
bitch in one of the side streets. The coincidence of Angie
waiting patiently on all fours and the dog's activities were too
much for him and he yelled something in Spanish. At the
insistence of the crowd the next group of four men waiting for
their turn at Angie drew back to make way for the dog with its
un-sheaved penis. This was much more entertaining for the mob;
they had never seen a woman fuck a dog although they had heard of
such things. If any female could do it the American whore
would.
The first Angie knew about the dog was when she heard excited
yells from the crowd and felt sharp claws digging into her back.
She opened her eyes and turned her head around to see the men
trying to get the dog to mount her. She screwed up her face,
sobbed and whined to herself "Not a dog!" Once again tears
running down her face. They were going to have her fucked by a
dog with everybody watching. She could lie on the ground so that
the animal would not have access to her but she knew that they
would only force her back into the position of a compliant
bitch.
Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that one day she
might be fucked by a dog and certainly not in front of 500 horny
men. Now it was happening to her, she wondered what it would be
like. It was just a cock like the many many cocks that had used
her in the past two weeks, but somehow it was revolting to be
made to do it with an animal. Then she remembered the knot. She
had watched dogs copulate and even after the animal had cum, it
remained locked into the bitch for 20 minutes. She had been told
that the dog's penis swelled up inside the bitch forcing them to
stay together. The thought frightened her; she was not built
like a bitch what would it be like to have the dog's penis swell
inside her? Then she knew that, as she was just a dirty slut,
she would get used to having sex with animals so she might as
well find out what it was like. Staying on all fours, Angie
opened her legs to give the animal better access to her.
The men were enthusiastic to see the dog penetrate the whore, but
were having little success in persuading the creature to enter
her. It just seemed to want to get off the platform and back to
the pretty bitch it was about to fuck. When the men let it down
off the female human's back, the dog gingerly sniffed at the
female's cunt. It smelt right but she was not in heat and
therefore would not let him enter. It licked the human cunt and
it tasted good. Then it turned to get off the platform.
Somebody in the crowd shouted that the bitch is not in heat.
They all laughed as it was quite apparent to everybody that Angie
was in heat. The bitch the dog had been trying to fuck was
brought to the platform from the back of the crowd. They had
seen the dog sniffing at the whore and thought that they should
make her smell right for dogs. One of the men lifted the bitch
up and rubbed its cunt against Angie's open cunt. Three were
lots of cracks from the crowd about two bitches in heat and so
on, but it seemed to work as the once the bitch had been taken
out of smelling distance, the dog transferred its attention to
Angie's cunt, starting to sniff it with heightened interest.
With some further assistance they managed to push the dog's cock
into Angie's cunt and soon it was enthusiastically fucking her.
Angie felt the animal penetrate her and gave a big shudder. She
was actually having sex with a dog! Its cock was like a man's
cock in many ways but felt different, thinner and hotter. Then
she felt it swell up inside her as streams of burning hot cum
were ejaculated towards her uterus. It seemed huge and was
hurting the delicate inside of her vaginal passage. Suddenly she
panicked and desperately wanted to get the animal out of her.
She tried to stand up but sank its teeth into her arm partly to
try to dissuade the bitch from getting up and making it dangle
from her by it's cock, which the poor creature knew could have
disastrous consequences, and partly to have something to hang on
to so it would not off her.
The effect of biting her was catastrophic. The dogs claws were
scratching into her, its cock was agonizing in her cunt and now
it was biting her as well so Angie went into a blind panic. She
managed to stand up with her legs open, pulling at the animal's
left front leg trying to get it off while she staggered around
the platform, hindered by the chain to her ankle. The audience
thought that it was totally hilarious to see the whore prancing
around the platform with a dog hanging by its cock from her cunt.
Her guards were not amused as they were very concerned that
Angie would suffer permanent damage. They grabbed both of them,
holding the dog so that its cock was no longer being stretched,
and wrestled them to the ground. They held them there and turned
the fire hose on them in an effort to cool the animal's ardor so
that Angie would be released.
Twenty minutes later, Angie had recovered with minor damage, a
pain in her vagina, scratches and some blue bruises on her arm
from the dog's teeth. The dog had slunk off to lick and nurse
its stretched member vowing that if its cock ever recovered it
would never use it on a human bitch again.
The main event
It was dark now and the poor lighting on the platform meant that
all the males in the crowd could risk fucking Angie without any
loss of dignity. Soon the queue stretched for over two
kilometers as Angie got down to some serious fucking. The men at
the back of the queue knew they had no chance of making Angie
that night, but each made an agreement with the men in front and
behind that they would take the same position in the queue
tomorrow. That way eventually they would all get to use the
bitch.
At nine pm Angie was due to stop servicing the male population of
the town but when the Commandant came to see how things were
going he decided to extend the time until midnight. The whore
seemed to be coping quite well with the numbers. Although she
was covered in sperm she was not showing any signs of distress.
He had instructed the guard to give her breaks for food and
water, to keep her comfortable. She seemed to be totally
resigned to her function as a receptacle for cum and was
enthusiastically embracing each new customer. More importantly,
it was prime viewing time for members of Angie's web club and he
was charging them by the minute.
From then on the Commandant changed Angie's hours with the town
to between 2pm and 12pm, a move that was greatly appreciated by
the men, who had been surprised that their womenfolk seemed to
have no objection to them using the whore, partly because of
their hatred of Angie and partly because they did not consider
her to be a human female but merely a masturbation aid for their
pathetic male partners.
By the end of the night, Angie had copulated with 63 men and a
dog, which by her standards was a minor accomplishment.