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Bitch’s TaleBitch’s TaleStory from the perspective of a girl who gets dominated by a group of brothers, but then discovers that she likes being abused and fucked and willingly begs for more. Chapter OneMy name is Mandy and I am a bitch. I know this because I’ve been told that that is what I am many times in the past few days? Let me explain. I am 25 years old and no stranger to sex. I am very familiar with the sight, smell and taste of a man’s cock and cum. In fact to be perfectly honest, and that is what I want to be, I have to admit to loving sex. However, I don’t jump into bed with every man I meet, nor do I sleep around. I am careful in choosing my partners and I am faithful during each relationship, not that there’d been many of those. I’d had three partners and all had lasted a year or two with a gap in between. I’d split with my last boyfriend about six months ago and had just started seeing another man. But as I said, I want to be honest and I had long since realized that the feel of a cock in my hands, my mouth and my cunt is absolute bliss. Until this weekend I thought of myself as experienced and broad minded. There was nothing I wouldn’t try, at least once, and I hadn’t yet found anything I didn’t like? This weekend was no exception although the manner of my enlightenment would not have occurred to me in a million years. However, I digress. By now you should have the picture.It all began on Friday night. My current boyfriend, who I’d known for all of two weeks, and I had been out to the pub. We’d met a few friends and had some laughs and probably drank too much. I wasn’t drunk but I was more drunk than sober. Naturally I was feeling randy and on the way home in the back of the taxi I was sucking his cock. I’m sure the driver could see me but I didn’t care and just kept on slurping and licking his beautiful tool. Eventually my tongue and throat was too much and before I could stop his cock jumped and spurted its load in my face. I opened my mouth wide and caught the rest of it and swallowed it down. I was a little disappointed because now I’d have to wait before I got mine. I didn’t have to wait too long as it turned out and I got more than I bargained for, a lot more.We arrived back at his flat at about 10pm, where I’d arranged to spend the night. We’d fucked once or twice since we’d met but up until now I hadn’t stayed overnight. But this weekend I’d made up my mind to do so. David was a bit rough around the edges but he was clean and attentive to me, plus of course he had a beautiful cock and he knew how to use it. I was determined to have a good time on the receiving end of this wonderful pole.While I went to powder my nose David poured the drinks and ordered a Chinese takeout, or at least that’s what I thought. When I’d finished in the bathroom I returned to the living room wearing nothing but my thong and bra. David’s eyes never left my face as I slowly walked towards him, then I was sliding my hand inside his trousers and fondling his limp and sticky cock. Just then the doorbell rang. David went to answer it but instead of returning with a bag of Chinese food, he came back in with three men. I was so shocked I stood staring at the four of them grinning and leering at me.”What’s this David?” I said rapidly sobering up.”These are my brothers, and we share everything.””No way Jose, I’m out of here!”David stepped quickly forward and slapped me hard across my face. I staggered back against the wall and got another stinging slap on the other cheek.”Now listen bitch, until I say you can go you stay here. And you’ll do whatever we want and when we want it and there’ll be no trouble, understand!” His face was inches from mine but it was a very different face from the one I’d become fond of these last two weeks. Now I’m not stupid and I have no illusions as to who would win in a fight between four strong men and me. I have no desire to end up crippled or maimed or even dead. Whatever they intended to do to me, and it didn’t take a brain surgeon to figure it out, would end eventually and if I was lucky I’d be alive and in one piece.All this went through my mind very quickly. Every woman fears **** and every one of us has at least thought about what she’d do if ever the situation arose. I was no exception and to me it seemed sensible to accept the inevitable and hope to survive. I didn’t know these four men from Adam and I had no idea what they were capable of, so I said, yes, I understood.”Good. From now on your name is ‘bitch’, do you understand Bitch?””Yes.” Another stinging slap.”Yes, I understand, my name is ‘Bitch’”.He pulled me to the middle of the room and ripped my bra and panties off. As I stood there bare ass naked, I knew better than to try and hide myself. One man stepped forward and took each of my nipples in his hands. He stared me in the eyes and slowly began to pinch and twist them. The pain was intense and tears swelled in my eyes. Another man pulled my hands behind me and tied my wrists together, where did the rope come from? The man pinching and twisting my nipples was beginning to enjoy himself. He pulled and pinched and twisted until both of my nipples were red and swollen but still he continued.”Tell me you like to have me pull your nipples bitch.””I…I like it when you ppp….pull my nipples.””Tell me to do it harder.””Please master, pull my nipples even har…harder.” He did just that and when I thought he’d pull my nipples off he pinched harder still. I cried out in pain and closed my eyes tight. He let go and I slumped forward. The next hours went by in a bit of a blur. I was fucked by each of them very quickly and then they all made me suck them off. At some time during the entertainment one of them had gone out and got the long awaited Chinese takeaway. Great I thought, this is not what I had in mind. By now I had settled down to what I thought was the way things were going to go. I thought there’d be a few more fuckings and suckings and then they’d get fed up and throw me out. What’s the problem I thought? I’ve never fucked more than one at a time but I must admit the idea had occurred to me on more than one occasion, so what the hell, a gang bang never hurt anyone. I was pretty sure that if they’d intended to do me harm then they would have done it by now. I began to feel confident that things would be OK. After all, what are four cocks more or less?While the four of them ate the takeaway I was left on the floor between them. I was a bit bruised and sore, and very sticky from all the cum, but otherwise I was OK.”Tell me, bitch, how do you like my brothers?””They’re OK.” Another slap.”Wrong answer bitch.””I like them a lot, they’re very nice.””Do you like their cocks?””Yes, their cocks are lovely, I love them.”At this point things began to slip out of skew. Although I’d made up my mind to accept my fate and just survive, my body began to take over. The four very quick shags had affected me more than I’d care to admit. So had four cocks in my throat one after the other. I had not orgasmed during their use of me and with a shock realized I was feeling randy. The earlier anticipation I was feeling about spending the night with David had now been replaced by raw sexual hunger. My growing confidence also affected my judgment. I answered another question before it was asked.”I want more.”They all stared at me as if they couldn’t believe their ears.”What did you say?” one of them asked.”I want more cock. I want more hard cock.””What else?” The mood in the room changed. There was now a sexual tension that we all felt. My stomach churned.”Anything you want, I want to be your sex slave slut bitch.”They looked at each other and then as one they seemed to make a decision.”Go get the van.” One of them went out.”Tie her up and blindfold her.” In seconds I was trussed up and blindfolded. A blanket was wrapped around me and I was lifted onto someone’s shoulder. I felt the cool night air and the next second I was dumpe
d roughly in the back of a van. I heard the others climb in and the van drove off.We must have driven for about a half-hour when the van stopped. I was lifted up again. I smelled the unmistakable air of the country. I heard cows and I guessed I was on or near a farm. My carrier dumped me on the floor and unwrapped the blanket. Straw filled my mouth as I rolled over and the sharp ends pricked my body in a thousand places. The blindfold was removed and I saw I was in a barn. My hands were untied. The four of them stood around me.”Tell us again what you want.”My mouth was dry and my stomach was heavy with a mixture of dread and anticipation, “More, I want more of everything, abuse me, fuck me.””Ask nicely bitch.””Please fuck me and abuse me master.”David dropped his trousers and sat on a bale of hay. “Crawl over here and suck my cock bitch.”I crawled across the floor on all fours, wagging my ass as I moved and took him in my mouth. I licked and sucked up and down the shaft. Another of them got behind me and slid his tool in my cunt. Now one of my favorite positions is being taken from behind. He pumped hard and at each thrust I was pushed forward onto David’s cock in my mouth. My orgasm began to build and I started moaning and grunting. David was reaching the point of no return when he grabbed my hair, pulled out and wanked himself off over my face. His come splashed on my cheeks and eyes and went up my nose. Just then the man behind pounded into me and shot his sperm and I cried out loud in my own orgasm. I pushed my ass up and high so that I could feel him deeper inside me. He pulled out and another one took his place. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed me face down in the dirty floor. With his other hand he opened my legs wider and slapped my ass. The stinging slap made me jump and cry out.”Do you like that bitch?””Yes.” Another slap.”Harder?””YES, SPANK MY ASS!” And then four or five hard very slaps to my ass.He positioned himself and I felt the tip of his cock against my asshole. Now one of the things I haven’t done was take a cock up my ass. I had thought about it and I’d often fingered myself but so far I’d never been buggered. I hesitated and then relaxed as he continued to press home. He’d lubricated himself with something and gradually his cock slipped into my rectum. I was stretched wide and with a final rough shove he broke past the sphincter muscle and was deep inside. I screamed at the sudden pain but that seemed to make him harder and bigger. I was buggered by what felt like a telegraph pole. My face was forced down into the dirt as he rammed into me. The lubrication saved me from serious injury but it also heightened the sensations. I began to push back and encourage him to go deeper.”Yes…yes…harder.” I hear myself moan into the dirt. The straw and muck of the stable floor got in my mouth and I spat it out as my sodomist shot his sperm up my ass. He quickly pulled out and I was left with an empty feeling wanting more. The fourth man wasted no time in slipping his tool into the space left by his brother. He had more stamina and I was ass reamed good and hard. At one point my bum was slapped again and again as the cock shuddered its way deeper into my rectum than anything other had been before. I came again and again as my asshole was fucked. The shit and filth of the floor filled my mouth as I screamed in ecstasy.I lay curled up panting with spent emotion. My brain was in a whirl and I was beginning to feel a little sore. I didn’t so much care about where I was and I was also still pretty sure that these four wouldn’t hurt me seriously. But I was now feeling guilty and confused about my own reaction to being abused in this way. I’d enjoyed it. One of them brought me a drink of water that I gulped eagerly. Thirsty work this I thought! I wiped off the worst of the stable floor but I must look a sight. My introspection didn’t last because two of them grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. My hands were tied in front and then pulled up with the rope on a pulley attached to a crossbeam. My arms were stretched up and my breasts stood high with the little pointy nipples standing proud. More ropes were tied around my ankles and my legs were stretched wide. I was pulled into an inverted ‘Y’. My own weight pulled me down and my arms began to burn as my shoulders were pulled against their sockets. A sudden swishing sound ended in a searing pain across my back. I screamed but before I could take a breath another burning slash crossed the first. The blows came one after the other and gradually my back was criss-crossed with the marks of some sort of whip. I’d long since stopped screaming and was now a whimpering wreck, a lump of meat hanging from a hook, I wasn’t human just something to whip and fuck as the whim occurred to my torturers. More blows fell, but this time across my ass. I hadn’t realized just how sensitive my bum was until these four decided to whip it. They used canes and there must have been two of them, one on each side of me. I felt blood dripping down my legs as I drifted in and out of consciousness. David stood in front of me and lifted my chin. I could barely see him through tear filled eyes and a pain-wracked brain. He dropped my chin onto my chest and from a distance I saw him take hold of each nipple and pinch it tight between two pairs of pliers. The pain slashed like lightening through my brain and I screamed again. He tied off the handles with elastic bands and left the cruel jaws gripping my nipples. The pain was made worse by the weight of each pliers pulling down. By this time I was just aware that dawn was breaking. They left me hanging in the barn beaten and bleeding with cruel pliers gripping my tortured nipples. I couldn’t think of anything but the pain.I don’t know how long I was left but in time they returned. They untied my hands and legs and I slumped to the floor. The sudden movement shook the pliers attached to my breasts sending fresh waves of agony into my nipples. Instinctively I held my breasts hoping to relieve the pain. David slapped my hands away causing more pain but to my utter relief he released my nipples from the pliers. The blood rushed back and there was more pain, but the pliers were gone. I was pulled to my feet and pushed and shoved out of the barn and across the yard. I had no idea where I was and didn’t care but I could see the farm was in the middle of nowhere. They pushed me into the farmhouse and into the kitchen.”We’re hungry bitch so you can cook us a nice big breakfast. Don’t take too long and stay naked.”They left me to it and I did what they asked. I found eggs and bacon and all the makings in the fridge and cupboards. I quickly fried the eggs and bacon. Made a huge mound of toast. Put beans, tomatoes and mushrooms to cook and made a huge pot of tea. I laid the table and put out the condiments. When it was ready I went into the living room where they were sprawled watching TV and announced that it was ready. I’d obviously done a good job because they ate everything in sight while I watched from the corner where they’d made me sit, well I didn’t really sit because my ass was so sore, but I sort of knelt and crouched. From their conversation it was clear that they owned the farm. Three worked full time while David worked in town, hence his flat there. They discussed normal everyday events and if it wasn’t for me, crumpled dirty and naked in the corner, this would seem to be an everyday breakfast scene down on the farm. The only thing out of place was a naked, beaten and ****d slut bitch in the corner. ****? Was it ****? I had asked for more. Was I a victim? Or was I a willing partner in my own abuse and mistreatment? What would the head doctors say about this? Who cares I thought. Get out of this alive and then wallow in self-pity and self-examination later when you’re safe. They finished their meal and told me to wash up then join them in the other room. I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen then went in to join them. Two had disappeared leaving just David and the on
e called Alan. They led me upstairs and pushed me into the bathroom. There I was allowed to shower and go to the toilet, but I couldn’t lock the door. The hot water and soap was absolutely wonderful and the pain eased in my beaten body. After I’d finished they locked me in a small bedroom. David’s parting remark was “See you later bitch, get some rest, you’ll need it.” Then I was alone.I’ve never been one for looking gift horses in the mouth and so I rolled myself up in the sheets and fell asleep almost immediately. Later in the day David brought me sandwiches and a drink. He didn’t say anything but left and locked the door again. It was dark when they came for me but I’d been awake for hours. The noises of the farm woke me in the afternoon and I could see and hear the four going about their normal day-to-day work. I was taken downstairs and pushed out into the yard and once again into the barn. My stomach churned with apprehension and, now I realize, with anticipation – I was looking forward to my pain, humiliation and abuse. They stood in a circle around me and I was pushed to the floor.”Get on your knees bitch and tell us your name.””My name is Bitch,” I replied. I was shaking.”Bark bitch, bark like the bitch you are.”For the next few minutes I crawled around on all fours going from one to the other barking like a dog. They laughed and urged me on slapping my sides and rump as if they would a real dog only not so gently. David put a collar on me and led me to a post. There he chained me tightly so that my head was held fast against the post and low down near the floor. I was on my hands and knees with my ass high up in the air. He slapped me.”Are you a good bitch?” I barked in reply.”Good girl.” He slapped me again.He loosened his trousers and knelt behind me. I felt a cold finger reaming my ass as he worked a lubricant in and around my ring, pushing deeper and making me ready. Reaching around my sides he grabbed hold of each breast and rammed hard in my ass. I jumped forward and nearly strangled myself with the lead around my neck. His cock was buried deep and he pumped me backward and forward pulling on my tits. My pain was of no interest to him and he just continued to bugger me until he erupted jerking and moaning until he was spent. I didn’t come but his sperm now lubricated my ass and the pain lessened. He pulled out and one of his brothers replaced him. This time I was ready and lubricated by David’s spunk. I screamed and shuddered in an orgasm almost as soon as he began to move and this turned him on so much that he shot his load seconds later. The third and then the fourth brother took their turns buggering me and I came again and again.When the last one had finished I still wanted more. I was whimpering against the post, my arms wrapped around it to hold myself steady as each cock pounded into me and to stop myself choking on the lead. I heard the swish of the cane and felt the searing burning pain of its kiss on my bum. I couldn’t stop myself from screaming. The strokes continued criss-crossing my bum and each time the burning of the cane stoked the fire building up in my cunt.”Please…please.” I begged.”What my little bitch?” A stroke from the cane “Do you want us to stop?” Another stroke.”No…no…fuck me…fuck me.” Another stroke.”But we just have.” Another stroke. “We’re very tired.” Another stroke.”Please…please.” I begged. Another stroke. My bum was on fire and my cunt was a raging inferno. “Please fuck me more.” The caning stopped and a new horror began. I felt a cold wet snuffling nose against my ass and cunt. I stretched round as far as I could see and saw the biggest dog I’d ever seen in my life straining against his lead as Alan held him just close enough to my rear end for him to sniff and lick. His rasping tongue licked my nether parts and my raging desire climbed to new heights. My stomach heaved in the sure knowledge of what was to follow. “No…No…Please don’t let him near me!” I panicked and struggled against my lead. David brought the cane down hard across my back and I screamed again with a new pain.”Shut up bitch. What are you?””I’m a bitch.””Then bark!” I barked and the dog behind me renewed its efforts to do what came naturally.”What are you?” Again.”I’m a bitch.””What did you just beg for?””To be fucked.””Well then? You’re a bitch begging to be fucked and we’ve brought a dog begging to fuck you. What’s the problem?” I didn’t answer which brought another stroke of the cane across my back.”I said what’s the problem?””No problem.””So you’re getting what you want aren’t you?””Yes.””So, tell me again what you are and what you want.””I’m a bitch and I want to be dog ****d.”Alan loosened the dog and he went into a frenzy. He lunged forward and mounted me. His prick stabbed again and again at my parts missing most of the time until one of the brothers guided him into my cunt. The dog’s prick slid in deep and before too long the knot had swelled up and he was locked on. The stamina of a grown Alsatian dog is phenomenal and he pumped and pumped me for what seemed like hours. The horror of my ordeal swamped me and I slumped against the post as the dog ravaged me. His hot stinking breath scorched my back and his saliva dribbled down the sides of my face. His dewclaws dug cruelly into my sides as he plunged in and out. The knot grew and filled my cunt as nothing else and to my added horror I felt myself responding. It mattered not what was fucking me only that it was a cock, any cock. I shuddered through a series of orgasm after orgasm as the dog humped and slavered over my bent back. Eventually he juddered to his own climax and my cunt was swamped with spurting dog’s come. He continued to jerk as Alan pulled him off me. His knot wasn’t fully retracted and the pain of his withdrawal reminded me of my position. I collapsed sobbing. Someone pulled my hands behind me and tied them together. Then they left me to my misery and filth. With my hands tied behind my back and my neck in a collar tied hard against the post I was in no position to do anything other than slump on the dirty floor and wallow in self pity. I sobbed for what seemed like hours until I eventually drifted into a troubled sleep.I was awoken by water splashing on my face, only it wasn’t water. They’d returned from the pub, I could smell the alcohol, and they wanted more of me. Beer has a habit of filling the bladder so three of them relieved themselves, over me. I could taste the bitter acid of their piss as they directed it over my shoulders, face and legs. David wasn’t pissing over me but he was saving himself. He undid my collar.”Get on your knees bitch.” I obeyed, struggling to get up with tied hands. “Open your mouth.” I did so knowing what was to come and hoping to get through it. He pissed in my mouth and I couldn’t help but gulp and swallow. He must have been saving himself all night for that piss because he must have emptied two pints down my throat and over my face.”Now suck it.” I opened my mouth and sucked him in. It’s hard to think that just twenty-four hours earlier I done this to him in a taxi in anticipation of a long weekend of sex. I’d certainly got that but not in any way I would have dreamed of. My mind wandered as my mouth did its work. Although his character had changed, David’s cock was still lovely and before too long I was enjoying myself as I relaxed my throat and took him deeper. I started to moan as I always do when sucking a cock and before long David came in my mouth and I greedily slurped every drop.By this time the other three were aroused.”Let’s have a threesome.” Alan said and lay on the floor. David stood up and dragged me by my hair so that I straddled Alan. I sat down and his prick slid easily into my snatch. The other two, Michael and Evan, filled my asshole and mouth and all three of them pumped each of my orifices. Michael grabbed my hair and slammed his cock into my asshole. He pushed my face hard against
Evan’s groin almost choking me on his cock. Evan pushed back by grabbing another handful of hair and this pulling and pushing of head and ass sent Alan into wild hysterics. He pinched and twisted my nipples and my whole body was a swirling mixture of pain and pleasure. My hands were still tied behind my back and so I was helpless and impaled on three pricks. All four of us rushed to our orgasms. Evan in my mouth was the first and I gagged and choked on a mouthful of come. Alan underneath me came next and I joined him and screamed in my agony and ecstasy. Last came Michael. He pulled my head back and slammed me down again banging my head on the floor to the side of Alan who was still trapped beneath us. With each shove of his cock in my asshole he banged my head against the floor. At last he came shuddering in me and again I joined him in another wave of my own. He pulled out and stood up still pulling my hair. He yanked me off Alan and threw me down to lie in a heap at their feet. They left me there in filth for the rest of the night, bolting the barn door after them. I knew it wasn’t sensible to try and escape, where would I go? How would I get there? Naked, beaten, buggered and bruised I wouldn’t get far. So I made myself as comfortable as I could with my hands still tied and tried to sleep. The straw on the floor was extremely uncomfortable and I was forever changing position because stalk after stalk would prick me in tender places. I found time to laugh at the irony.Early the next morning, Sunday, David came for me and took me into the farmhouse. Breakfast again. By now I was starving with a raging thirst. I had eaten nothing since the day before and I’d not drunk anything either, not counting the piss. I was weak and dehydrated. As I prepared their bahis firmaları breakfast I drank as much water as I could and stole a little food. I didn’t know what they’d do if they caught me but I didn’t want to risk anything. I’d survived 36 hours so far and the weekend was coming to an end. David knew I worked and I was sure that they’d let me go sometime today. Breakfast was finally ready and once again I watched them wolf it down from my place in the corner. David threw me a piece of toast and I pounced on it hungrily. This led to more fun as each of them threw me a scrap, but of course I had to eat it off the floor like a good bitch. After breakfast I washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Just as I was finishing David came and led me into the living room. All the brothers were there. David pushed me to the floor and then sat down. They’d moved the furniture around so that four chairs surrounded me as I knelt on the bare floorboards. I was acutely aware that I hadn’t washed for more than twenty-four hours. I was filthy from the barn, hay clung to my body and hair and there wasn’t a part of me that wasn’t sticky and filthy. My back and bum were still bruised and my eye was swollen from Michael banging my head on the barn floor as he buggered me last night.”Come here,” This was David. I crawled to him. “Suck this bitch.” And once again my mouth was around his cock. I sucked and lapped it up hoping to bring him off quickly. I could feel his cock begin to swell and jerk but he pulled me by the hair away from him and pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot his come in the centre of the floor. Next I had to repeat this to Michael and then to Evan and Alan. Each of them shot their spunk and added to the growing puddle on the floor.”Did you enjoy that bitch?””Yes,” I said.”So lick it up.” This from Michael, pointing to the mess on the floor. I crawled to the centre of the room and lowered my mouth to the sticky, and by now cold, puddle of come on the floor.”Slowly bitch!” And to reinforce this I got a slap on my ass. The force of the blow pushed me face down in the puddle of come.”That’s it bitch, rub your face in it.” I lowered my face and rubbed my face in come. I licked it and made sure that it was smeared over my face and hair. I licked the floor clean. By now I would have done anything they asked, not that I would have had much choice. My feelings were numb and I was full of self-loathing.”Now lie on your back and spread your cunt.” I did so.”Play with your slutty cunt.” My fingers slowly rubbed my cunt lips and tweaked my clit. I started to respond and very quickly became wet. I pushed two fingers inside my cunt and pushed my legs under me and raised my hips from the floor. With my free hand I reached under me and fingered my asshole. They loved that. By now I was losing control and becoming oblivious to the spectators. One of them threw something at me.”Use this bitch.” I stopped and picked it up, it was a cucumber. I’d gone too far to stop or protest and so I resumed fucking myself with the cucumber. I slid it deeper and slowly withdrew it. Then faster and faster as my orgasm grew and finally exploded sending wave after wave of pleasure washing over me. I collapsed with the cucumber still deep in my twat. My humiliation was complete.”Put this on.” David threw my dress on the floor beside me. He must have brought it with them on Friday night, When was that? Slowly I rose and slid my dress over my head. My bra and panties were missing, still in tatters on the floor of David’s flat I guessed. Two of them held my arms and took me outside to the van. They opened the door and pushed me in the back. As before, my eyes were blindfolded but I couldn’t have cared less. We drove away from the farm and then we stopped. David and Michael got out and opened the door after removing my blindfold. We were outside my house. David gave me my bag and coat then both he and Michael got back in the van and drove off without a word. I stood looking after them stunned before suddenly rushing inside before anyone could see me. I locked the door and slumped down. The reality hit me and I burst into tears and sobbed until I could cry no more. Recovering I went upstairs and ran a very hot bath. I soaked away the filth and pain until the water was cold, and then I did it again with fresh hot water. By the time I finished I was scrubbed pink and my skin was dimpled from too much water. I then climbed into my bed and fell asleep instantly. I woke up six hours later just as dusk was creeping across the sky. I bathed again and afterwards examined myself in the mirror. Surprisingly I wasn’t damaged too much. The bruise on my eye was yellowish and I still had the marks of the cane across my back and buttocks. But otherwise I was all right. The next thing I did was make myself a huge omelet and washed it down with a half-bottle of wine. I spent the rest of the night in self-pity, recrimination at myself and the brothers, raging against my own weakness and their arrogance. Later in the night I began to accept that what had happened couldn’t be changed. I couldn’t change the things they’d done to me but more importantly I couldn’t change the way I had reacted. I had enjoyed it, the r****g of my cunt and ass and mouth, the beating and the humiliation, and even I realized, the dog. I recognized myself as a slut, and yes, a bitch. Just as they’d said. I was a bitch. I slept curled up on the couch wrapped in my robe.The next morning I called in sick. I mooned about the house most of the day washing and ironing and cleaning, but I was a zombie. My self-realization of the previous evening had turned to depression and self-loathing. I didn’t stir from the house for the next two days. I found myself bathing every few hours and at times I’d burst into tears for no reason. But there was a reason.By Wednesday I’d begun to calm down and feel better about myself and I was able to return to work. The bruise around my eye had healed, so too had the marks on my back and bum. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was assailed by huge walking cocks at every turn. My breasts tingled and ached and my cunt seemed to be on fire. I wanted a fuck. I wanted to feel something hard in my cunt and asshole. I was raging. I got up and dressed in a loose tracksuit. I wore nothing underneath. I put on running sh
oes and tied my hair into a ponytail, then I took my purse and house keys and went out. I didn’t know what I was looking for but I knew it wasn’t in my house. I wandered the streets. I stopped and realized I was outside David’s flat. My stomach churned as I walked to the door and rang the bell. I was just about to leave when the light went on and he opened the door wrapped in a towel. He didn’t say a word but stepped aside to let me in. As he closed and locked the door I turned to him and threw myself at him, mashing my mouth against his and trying to stick my tongue down his throat. He responded by grabbing the cheeks of my ass and pulling my trousers down. I pulled my top off and slid down his legs to suck his cock. My lust was overpowering and I greedily forced him to the back of my throat. He pushed me onto my back and lunged on top of me. My legs opened wide and I pulled him down until his beautiful cock plunged deep into my cunt. It was bliss, he pumped and pistoned in and out and we slid across the carpet burning my back. He was a wild man and fucked me mercilessly until I thought he’d break my pelvis with his thudding.”Yes…yes…fuck me harder…please hurt me…harder…hurt me.” I begged and the filth and obscenities continued to spew out of my mouth. After what seemed like hours of plunging his cock in my cunt we both exploded in a mind shattering orgasm that left us panting and exhausted.I was sweating and gasping for breath but I was not satisfied yet. David lay almost u*********s beside me. I knelt up and took his limp and sticky cock in my mouth again. I wanted more. He stirred and looked at me as I suckled and slavered over his hardening cock. When he was fully hard I knelt up and turned my back to him. Reaching around I pulled my cheeks apart to show him my winking asshole. I poked myself with my fingers and pulled the ring apart. David leant forward and pushed his thumb into my asshole. With his other hand he began to slap me. I wriggled my bum in the air encouraging him to smack me harder.”Harder?” he asked.”Yes, harder, give me a good slapping!”He did with six more stinging slaps. He stopped and stood up.”Don’t move bitch.” He said and walked into the kitchen. He returned with a bottle of cooking oil and poured it over my ass. The oil ran between my cheeks and I reached between my legs and worked it in and out of my ass for the lubrication. David pushed the head of the bottle into me and tipped it up. I felt the oil running deep inside and I pushed back to force more of the bottle inside. He pulled it out and within seconds had slid his cock deep in my asshole. As he buggered me he slapped me again and again. Reaching round he slapped my swinging tits, pulling and pinching my nipples cruelly. He pushed me face down on the floor and pounded my asshole until once again we both came in a shattering orgasm. Now I was satisfied. I spent the rest of the night in his bed; I’d finally spent the night with him. The next morning I made breakfast for both of us. We didn’t talk much but we both knew that last night was just the beginning. I dressed in my tracksuit and made to leave, David walked me to the door and kissed me gently and tenderly on the lips.”I’m going to the farm this weekend,” he said. I paused and looked at him a long time before coming to my decision.”Can I come with you?” I whispered, not willing to look him in the eye.”Are you sure?” he asked in reply. “You realize what you’re letting yourself in for?””Yes, I want more abuse, I need to be punished. I’m a filthy slut cunt.” I said.”OK then, I’ll pick you up at eight, don’t bother to pack.”I left and went home. I was in time to wash up and go to work as usual, even though I was a little late. I was at peace with myself. I was a smutty bitch and content to let four strapping farm boys use me for whatever they wanted. There it is. That’s my story of my journey into depravity or self-enlightenment. Call it what you will.Chapter TwoMy name is Mandy and I’m a bitch. During the past week I’ve come to recognize a depraved side to my nature that craves punishment and humiliation. Last weekend and the events of Wednesday night had opened my eyes and mind to my true sexual nature. I’d undergone a terrible and painful ordeal that had led to my willing participation in my own abuse and degradation. I am not stupid as I think I’ve said before, in fact I know I am an intelligent and well-educated woman. I am 25, healthy and normally well adjusted to my life. However, intelligence and education has very little to do with emotions, feelings, desires, and physical needs. I had learned that I enjoyed humiliation and physical abuse. I accepted it, a part of me rebelled and was repelled by this acceptance, but right now, my desires overcame my repulsion. That’s why I’d asked to go back to the farm with David. I knew what to expect and indeed desired it, craved it and was eager to take part in what was to come with a willingness that more sensible people might have called foolishness. And so, after I came home from work on Friday, I’d had a long soak in the bath and a light meal. At 7:45pm I was dressed in my tracksuit and running shoes. I didn’t wear any underwear and I didn’t pack anything to take with me. I waited with increasing anticipation and a churning stomach. More than once as I got ready I almost went out with the intention of avoiding David when he called.David arrived at just after eight. I heard the van drive up and went out to meet him, closing and locking my door behind me. Michael was also with him in the van. Of the four brothers Michael was the biggest and the cruelest. I liked him the least but perversely it was he who took me to new heights of pleasure via new depths of humiliation and pain. Michael got out of the passenger seat and opened the rear doors.”Get in slut,” he said, and climbed in after me. David drove while Michael was with me in the back.”Strip naked now bitch, you know sluts like you don’t deserve to wear any clothes.” I did so and Michael stuffed my clothes, purse and keys into a plastic bag. Then he blindfolded me and tied my hands behind my back. I lay face down on the floor on a dirty tarpaulin. The rough material irritated my breasts and I began once more to feel the familiar sensations of desire begin to build in my loins. Michael leaned across and slapped my bottom.”So, you didn’t get enough last week bitch, and now you want more, is that right?””Yes master, I’m here to be punished and abused,” I answered.We drove the rest of the way in silence. As soon as we arrived I was bustled from the van, across the yard and into the barn. I could feel the concrete yard and then the dirt floor of the barn beneath my feet. I was pushed to my knees. I heard the rustling of men moving about and I guessed that the others were waiting for us.My hands were untied and the blindfold removed. I realized with horror that there were two more men besides the brothers, six in total.”These are our cousins, Henry and Tony. They wanted to meet you. Do you have any objections?”I swallowed, “No.””Are you here willingly bitch?” David asked.”Yes.””Do you understand what we’re going to do to you?””Yes.””Tell us what we’re going to do to you?””You’re going to fuck me and bugger me and **** me.” I could feel my cunt getting wet and I knew my nipples were hard and erect.”What else?””You’ll torture me, beat me, punish me and humiliate and degrade me.””And you willingly submit to this?””Yes, I want you to abuse me, please abuse me.””We will show no mercy and won’t stop until we’re ready no matter what you say, do you understand?””Yes.””What are you?””I’m your slut cunt bitch.””What do bitches do?” I barked like a dog in reply.”Suck Henry’s cock bitch.”I crawled over to Henry and released his trousers. His prick jumped out and poked me in the eye. I opened wide and began to suck him. Greedily I licked and drew him deeper in my mouth, rolling my tongue around the shaft and across th
e head. His climax built and I cupped his balls and squeezed them. He pushed forward sharply and spurted into my mouth, I swallowed and then rubbed his dribbling cock across my face, squeezing the residual come out and spreading it over my cheeks. My cunt was dripping and my desire raged.”My turn.” Said Tony and roughly shoved his cock in my face. Once again I opened my mouth and sucked him in. Tony held my head and pumped himself forward, fucking my face until he too reached his climax but just as he came he pulled out and shot his spunk over my face. My eyes, hair and nose were covered in his come and he rubbed his cock across my face. I opened up again and licked him clean. My hair was grabbed in a rough handful and I was dragged across the floor and thrown face down over a hay bale. The pain was so intense I cried out and tears stung my eyes. I felt the cruel harsh sting of the cane repeatedly across my buttocks. Again and again I was thrashed and I screamed as the strokes alternated between my bum, thighs and back. All the time I was held hard down on the hay-bale by my hair. Eventually the beating stopped and my hair was released. I knelt whimpering and crying from the searing pain but the desire had now built to a growing crescendo. I could feel my cunt dripping in its natural anticipation and then I felt something cold and greasy being smeared in my asshole and then one, then two fingers were poked and pushed into my fuckhole. One brother after the other took turns to bugger me. The pain across my buttocks joined itself to the new pain of the cocks in my asshole, one after the other they brutally sodomised me. One slapped me as he rammed in and out, another pinched and twisted my nipples and another reached around and squeezed my cunt and clitoris. By the time the last one had entered me and began jamming in and out I had exploded three times in ever increasing orgasms. I was screaming constantly from the heightened sensations of pain and pleasure that wracked my body in ever changing intensities. The rough stubble of the hay-bale chafed cruelly across my breasts and stomach. Finally they finished with me and I slid off the hay-bale and onto the floor. My back and bottom felt red raw and my asshole was on fire. I could feel their spunk dripping down my thighs. I lay still, panting and recovering for whatever came next.A hand grabbed my hair again and pulled me to my feet. My wrists were tied with a separate rope on each. These were attached to pulleys on the beams and I was pulled up and my feet left the floor. Two more ropes were tied to my ankles and these too were pulled behind me until I was suspended horizontally from four ropes about three feet clear of the floor. Each rope attached to my ankles and wrists was then spread wide so that I was left hanging spread-eagled from the beams. My own weight pulled me down caused increasing pain to my joints. The rope burned into my ankles and wrists. Suddenly there was movement and I felt the scorch of something hard and whip like against my side. I screamed again and again as I was whipped repeatedly all over my body. I began an involuntary count of the blows but after fifty I lost track when a searing slash was made to the inside of my thigh, high up near my groin. I screamed louder as similar blows landed on my thighs until, creeping ever higher, the blows landed one after the other on my cunt and then alternately between the cheeks of my buttocks. The pain was indescribable and then I must have momentarily passed out.I awoke moments later on fire. I felt as if every inch of skin had been whipped and was burning. The pain in the outer lips of my cunt was so intense that I couldn’t stop writhing but there was no relief. Renewed agony visited my body as I was raised up so that Michael could stand in front of me. He pinched my nipples and then gripped one of them in pliers. He pulled it out hard from my breast until I thought he’d pull it off. Then I felt a sharp agonizing prick as the end of a thin steel hook was pushed into the aureole. He pushed steadily until I felt the sudden pop as the point came out the other side. The stinging pain was doubled as Michael repeated the piercing to my other nipple. Once again I was hauled up so that I was suspended horizontally. Wire was then attached to the eye of each hook and my tits were dragged down to the floor by a weights attached to the wire. This heightened pain continued as the weight tried to follow the natural force of gravity pulling it down, but was held it suspended by my tits. And then my torture increased beyond what I thought was possible. I screamed anew as a lightening jolt of electricity crashed into my senses. Again I screamed as another jolt hit me. A clear part of my brain realized I was being tortured by a cattle prod. Another jolt but this time the prod was touched to my nipples. I was past screaming, and babbled incoherently. Each jolt caused my body to jump against my ropes and I jerked down hard which caused more pain as each jerking lifted and dropped the weights attached to my nipples. My torturer touched the prod to different parts of my body and then slowly and deliberately he slid it in my cunt. I writhed and struggled against the certainty of what was coming but I was powerless to stop as he pressed the button to send the powerful electricshock deep in my cunt. I stiffened with agony and jerked up and down on my ropes. Three times he shocked me and three times I felt him push the prod ever deeper in my cunt until it was hard up against my cervix. The pain was absolute and there was no existence but pain. A dark cloud invaded my senses and I saw things as if through a long dark tunnel. My torturer used the prod as a dildo, fucking me with it slowly and gently, against all sense and reason I felt my orgasm build and I moaned and strained back as much as I could. I started coming as the waves of my orgasm built and as I shuddered to the peak I was jolted again. The pain and pleasure mixed and there was no distinction, I screamed and screamed but I didn’t know if I wanted it to stop or continue. Sweat dripped from me and the prod was withdrawn.I was lowered to the floor and my ropes released. The weights attached to the hooks in my tits were taken off but the hooks remained. I slumped in the dirt, curled up; sobbing with the impossible sensations my body was experiencing. My respite didn’t last. I was hauled to my feet and two wires were attached afresh to the eyes of the hooks through my tits, which by now were streaming with blood. These wires were then fastened to ropes that were attached to the pulleys on the beams. I was pulled up and my nipples stretched impossibly long until my heels just left the floor. I cried out and hugged my own breasts and lifted my self up to ease the pain and take the weight off my tits. My hands were pulled behind me and tied. I was hanging by my tits from the beams with most of my weight just taken on my toes. Then they left me and I could just see them going into the farmhouse. The pain in my tits seared and dominated my senses.I have no idea how long I hung there and I was near the point of being unable to bear any more. But I knew that the weekend had just begun, and there was no escape, and I didn’t want to. I had agreed to this, more importantly, I’d asked for it. Even in my agony I could think and in time the pain in my breasts and feet dulled to an insistent ache. After a time Michael came back and released me. Once more I found myself slumped on the dirty barn floor wracked with pain. He attached a collar around my neck and clipped a lead to it. I was led across to the house and into the living room. Michael unclipped the lead and pushed me on my knees in the centre of the room. The six men lounged about on the furniture watching me. David rose and came towards me, he reached down and pushed me onto my back.”Open your legs slut.” I opened wide. “Wider.” I stretched wider until I was splitting my groin. “Grab hers legs, she’s not stretched wide enough.” Someone grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs up and wide over my head until all my weight w
as on my shoulders and my cunt and asshole was open and exposed to the ceiling. David then fucked me hard and long, his prick plunging in and out, up and down and I could see him clearly stretching my cunt. He slammed himself down onto me and we both orgasmed in a screaming climax. I was pulled onto my knees and fucked again from the rear, another orgasm and more spunk filled me and dribbled down my legs. Another man took his place and buggered me, reaming my asshole deep and long, a fourth man shoved his cock in my face and I was impaled from both ends. I came again twice more as number three shot his sperm in my ass. Number four was still fucking my face and then shot in my mouth and over my face. Number five turned me over and plunged right in. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, rose up on his hands and feet and fucked my cunt until my teeth juddered and another explosion swept through my loins. Finally the sixth man turned me back on my knees and buggered me. He held onto the hooks in my nipples and rode me like a horse using the hooks as reins. After slamming my asshole and stretching my nipples he too came and emptied his balls in my bowels.By this time we were all exhausted. The brothers and cousins lounged spent by their exertions across the furniture and once more I lay covered and dripping in spunk on the floor. David kicked my side.”Get up bitch and get us some beers from the fridge.” I got to my knees and obeyed him. I brought back six cold bottles and handed them out.”Go and make some sandwiches.”I went back to the kitchen and started to make a pile of sandwiches. Every now and again I replenished their beers and I began to feel renewed perverse pleasure in being not just a sex slave, but waiting on my master’s hand and feet. I took a huge plate of sandwiches in to them with more beers and served each of them in turn. I then knelt back down in the centre of the room to wait. Michael rolled an empty beer bottle towards me. It rolled to a stop against my leg.”Shove the beer bottle up your twat.”I raised my self and slowly inserted the wet cold bottle in my cunt. I gently lowered myself until it was fully inserted. Alan rolled another bottle. I didn’t need to be told what to do with this one and raising myself again I stood the bottle on its end and lowered my ass over it. Both bottles were now inside me, one in each of my fuck holes.”Fuck yourself.” I raised and lowered myself up and down, thrusting the bottles alternately into each hole; I began to climb to my orgasm again. I’d lost count of the number of times I’d come that evening but still I was able to reach new peaks. I bounced down harder on my loins, spreading myself and slamming into the floor. The bottles had now disappeared into my body and I pounded myself against the floor. I gave no thought to the very real danger of what would happen to me if either of the bottles broke, I didn’t care. I began to moan out loud and threw my head back panting. I pulled the hooks in my tits and stretched them painfully as I abused myself. I came in another shattering climax, three, four times the waves of my orgasm crashed across my brain and loins. One by one the six stood up and pissed on me. My orgasm was still pulsing through me and I opened my mouth and searched for the streams of urine that splashed perabet güvenilir mi over my shoulders, breasts, hair and face. I was drenched. And then, as they each shook the last drops of urine over me, I once again slumped to the floor with the bottles still embedded in me. Slowly I removed them.But I wasn’t allowed any rest. Someone kicked me again.”More beer.” I got up and once more ferried beer from the kitchen.”Come here and kneel down in front of me,” Michael ordered.I did as I was told and knelt in front of him. He turned me around so that my ass was towards him.”Lift up.” I raised my bum in the air and I guessed what was coming. I still jumped as he slapped my ass. Slap, slap, one on each cheek and then again. He knelt down beside me and with his left hand pushed my head down onto the floor. With his right hand he spanked me. Again and again his hand rose and fell on the same spot on my left buttock. The stinging pain grew until my whole attention was centered on that one spot on my left flank as his hand rose and fell again and again. My cunt began to ache as the pain increased my desire. I couldn’t help but wriggle my bottom as the spanking continued feeding my desire. I began to moan and pant. I felt another hand begin to slap my other cheek and soon my whole bum was burning. Someone fingered my asshole, working their fingers in and out and stretching my rear fuckhole. Another hand pulled the hooks in my nipples and still the spanking continued on both cheeks, now they’d settled into a rhythm. The fingers in my asshole continued their probing, pinching and squeezing the ring and the hooks were pulled out in opposite directions from my tits. The pain and pleasure stirred my loins and I gasped as the fingers in my ass were removed and I felt my cunt plundered by a cock. I came immediately and cried aloud as I was pounded, I pushed back and lifted my head, I screamed my pleasure to the world, and I howled like a dog and barked for the entertainment of my masters. My orgasm shook through me and I continued to howl and bark. The cock withdrew but I raised my rump higher and swiveled around rubbing myself backwards against whoever was nearest. I opened my thighs wide and banged back against someone’s leg. I whimpered like a bitch in heat and rubbed myself up and down the leg. I turned and barked for attention, nuzzling Henry’s lap, trying to get at his cock to suck it. But by now they were exhausted and none could conjure up an erection to fuck me. I crawled back to the centre of the floor and rolled over in the piss and come, I opened my legs and once again fucked my cunt and asshole with the bottles, plunging them deeper and harder into my bruised and hungry cunt and asshole. I slammed them harder again and again until at last I was rewarded by another orgasm that left me shuddering in a pool of filth. The six men watched my antics with cries of encouragement and laughter at the dirty bitch in their midst. After and age David got up and announced that he was going to bed.”You can clean this mess up and sleep in the barn. Make the breakfast tomorrow, we have an early start.” And then he and the others went to bed. I was alone.I cleaned the room, washing the floor and tidying the furniture. I then went into the kitchen and cleaned up the dishes, put the empty bottles in the rubbish can and then finally went across to the barn. I went round to the back and crouched down over a drain and relieved myself. I then found an outside tap with a hosepipe and used it to improvise a shower, I washed myself in cold water as best I could and then used the hose as a douche and an enema to cleanse myself internally. I didn’t have a towel so I stayed wet. Then I went back into the barn and found and old blanket. I wrapped myself up and burrowed myself into the hay against the back wall.I slept exhausted and didn’t once wake up until the early sun crept above the horizon. I was cold and so still wrapped in the blanket I returned to the house and began making breakfast for six hungry men. One by one they came into the kitchen, woke by the smell of cooking. I served them and continuously replenished toast and mugs of tea. David and Michael decided what needed to be done on the farm and doled out the various tasks between the brothers. Henry and Tony weren’t staying and left for their own homes after their breakfast. David gave me my instructions for the day.”You can clean up the house while we’re out. Have dinner ready for six, we won’t be back until then. And stay naked slut. No clothes for cunts.”After they’d gone, for the next six hours, I cleaned the kitchen and the living room. I made beds, collected their dirty clothes, did the laundry and ironing and cleaned all the bathrooms. It felt funny to be doing housework in the nude. I prepared the dinner early on and all it needed
was putting in the oven. At about three in the afternoon I finally finished the housework. The place was spick and span and everything was tidy. Clean towels were in all the bathrooms and all their bedrooms were tidy with clean sheets. There were clean and ironed clothes in a pile because I didn’t know whose was whose. I checked the dinner and put the roast beef in the oven and checked that all the vegetables were ready. And then I went upstairs and had a long, long soak in very hot water. It was absolute bliss. My back and buttocks were surprisingly clear of marks, just a few welts here and there. I dried my self and found some antiseptic that I used to clean the hooks in my tits. I searched around and also found some skin lotion that I used with great abandon on my body. I shone like a new pin and felt satisfied that I would please my owners. Now when did I start to think of myself like that I wondered. Since I’d accepted my role as their bitch I answered myself. The abuse of last night and the menial drudgery of today had made me very tired but it was a satisfying tiredness. I had changed so much in so short a time. My friends wouldn’t recognize me as the strong-minded independent Mandy that they knew. Here I was, naked and pierced, willingly acting the part of a sex-slave and housemaid to four farming brothers. I shook my head not fully understanding my own motives and went downstairs to finish the dinner preparations.Just before six they all began to arrive home (home – when had I started to think of this as my home?), one by one they came in and after cleaning up sat at the table. When they had all sat down I served them huge steaming plates of roast beef, roast potatoes, cabbage, carrots, parsnips, Yorkshire pudding and lashings of gravy. They couldn’t hide their astonishment and pleasure. To follow I’d made fresh fruit salad served with ice cream. The hours of helping my Mother in the kitchen as a little girl had finally paid off.”Well, well, well.” Said David patting his stuffed tummy. “I reckon that was the best meal I’ve had for a long long time.”The others were quick to agree and I found myself grinning like a Cheshire cat at their praise. I poured beer for them as they sat digesting their dinner and talking about their day. One by one they got up to leave and go upstairs to wash up and change. I cleared the table and cleaned up the kitchen. And then I finished washing the dishes and pots and pans.Michael came back into the kitchen and stood behind me. He reached out and stroked my buttocks, running his hands down the crack of my cheeks. I leant forward over the sink and opened my legs to give him better access. He reached around with one hand and began to stroke my clitoris. I closed my eyes and moaned as his fingers stroked my asshole and clitoris.”You have been a busy bitch today, haven’t you?”I didn’t answer because I was lost to the surprisingly gentle caresses of his fingers between my legs. The others came into the kitchen and I felt more hands caressing me. All very gentle and soothing. Strong hands lifted me up and laid me down across the table. My legs were spread and I felt rough cheeks on the insides of my thighs and then the delicious sensation of a tongue licking my cunt. The tongue flicked and licked and then rubbed itself deeper between my pussy lips. More mouths nibbled my tits and teased the hooks through my nipples. By now I was moaning and threshing as four pairs of hands and four tongues went wherever they wanted across my body. My legs were spread up and wide and pulled over my head, at one point I felt a tongue switching between my cunt and my asshole. More hands stroked me and pushed gently in any hole they could find. My mouth was open and my eyes closed, fingers pushed into my mouth and I sucked them. I shuddered to a slow gentle orgasm and the tongues and hands didn’t stop. I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Another orgasm shook me and another as fingers probed and mouths kissed and licked hungrily. I drifted on a cloud of pure feelings. I lost all sense of time and space and the only sense that was functioning properly was one of sensation. Another crashing orgasm washed over me and I was lost in an orgasmic haze as the tongues and gentle caresses refused to stop. I was shaking and moaning incoherently and I cried aloud anew as I felt a cock slide slowly and deeply into my cunt. I was fucked slowly and gently four times, once by each brother, and my orgasms blended into one long sensation. As each prick slid its way in and out mouths and fingers teased me elsewhere, four times my cunt was filled with their spunk until finally they left me panting and recovering on the kitchen table. As they left me, each one kissed me long and passionately, full on the mouth, their tongues gently probing mine.After an age I lifted myself up and nearly fell as my knees wobbled beneath me. I leant against the table as I felt their cum dribbling down my legs. I reached down and wiped myself. I pulled my hand away and examined the fuck slop I’d spread over my fingers, slowly I raise my hands to my mouth and I licked my fingers and palm clean. I looked into the living room and saw that they were spread comfortably across the chairs watching TV and chatting idly. I went back into the kitchen and carried four bottles of beer to them, and one for myself. I served them the beer and then sat down on the floor beside David to drink mine. He reached across and gently caressed my head and twined his fingers in my hair. Every so often I would get more beer and bring it to them. For the next two hours the brothers relaxed, watched TV, drank beer and chatted idly. I sat on the floor near whomever I’d served last.At about 9pm David switched off the TV and told me to go and wait in the barn. They would come across in a moment but I was to wait for them. I went into the barn with the familiar sense of anticipation and dread churning through me. I didn’t know whether to sit or kneel or stand so I did nothing. I stood and waited for them. About 15 minutes later they joined me. Without a word I was led to one of the disused stalls and my hands were tied in front of me. Then I was bent over the horizontal bar and my wrists tied to my ankles and then tied off to the lower horizontal bar. Between my legs I saw Michael and Evan position themselves behind me. Each held a long cane in his hand. I tensed myself for what was coming but even so I was unprepared for the excruciating pain as they beat me. The continuous and regular beating on each buttock alternately and rapidly brought cries and moans from my lips. Again and again the canes fell, never moving from my bum until I was sure that they had ripped my flesh. The pain quickly invaded all my senses but still they continued to beat me. At last they stopped. My ankles and wrists were untied and my hands still bound were pulled up above my head. I was lifted off the floor and my legs were swung over the bar. I was lowered straddling the bar until all my weight rested on it as it bit cruelly into my spread cunt. My arms were lowered and tied behind my back. I could just touch the floor with my toes but with only one foot at a time. I wobbled and the hard wood trapped between my legs pressed tightly against my cunt and bruised my pussy lips. The pain and rubbing against my cunt began to build into an insistent need. Next they fixed wires to each of the two hooks through my nipples and fastened these to the horizontal about three feet in front of me. These were pulled tight until my tits were stretched and my nipples became elongated. To stop me inching forward and easing the pain from these wires a collar was put about my neck and tied to the vertical bar behind me. To stop myself from choking I had to lean back and that of course stretched my nipples more and increased the pain in my tits. I wobbled from side to side leaning back to prevent myself from choking and trying to find a comfortable balance between strangling myself and pulling my tits off. I closed my eyes and concentrated on keeping still but it was almost impossible. My position was
designed to be painful and to produce the maximum amount of discomfort. Eventually my torment became so much that I couldn’t prevent myself from whimpering and crying. I was sure that my cunt was full of splinters and that my nipples were torn. The four brothers watched me suffer for a few minutes and then left me. I heard the van start and I realized with horror that they’d left me and were probably going to the pub. I suffered in my agony.Sometime later I heard them return and within minutes the four brothers plus the two cousins came into the barn. They stood around me and examined their handiwork, explaining to Henry and Tony how the restraints worked against each other to cause me maximum discomfort. Michael showed them how the horizontal beam bit into my cunt and crushed my cunt lips by pulling and pushing me to allow them a closer examination. He pulled the hooks in my nipples tighter and demonstrated how the collar about my neck forced me to pull back which in turn stretched my tits even tighter. I whimpered and begged him to release me but it was as if my pleas fell on deaf ears. They completely ignored me except for pulling and pinching my tortured body. Eventually I was released from the beam only to be strung upside down from the roof beams. My arms were still tied behind me and my ankles were stretched impossibly wide apart so that I hung in a “Y” shape. This exposed my cunt and ass to their attentions. I felt warm sensations around my cunt and pubic area and when I stretched my neck I could see one of them preparing to shave me. I kept as still as I could until they had finished. I felt bare and my whole pubic area tingled with the sensation. I felt hands and fingers rubbing and probing my groin. I was pinched and my pussy lips and clitoris were pulled apart and cruelly tweaked. Someone pinched my bottom hard and I jumped and squealed with the pain. This led to more pinchings and cruel twistings of flesh. Hands reached down and now my nipples were twisted and pinched. My whole body was subjected to slapping, pinchings and twistings. Then I felt a warm mouth smother my cunt and the urgent sucking and lapping of mouth and tongue quickly aroused my lust. I pushed against the mouth as best I could and within minutes I screamed my orgasm but still the tongue licked on. I could see from my upside down position that the boys were undressing. Their erections stood hard and some of them were wanking themselves. I felt another orgasm building as the first mouth was replaced by another. Just then someone grabbed my hair and lifted me up so that I could suck a cock. I greedily sucked it in ignoring the pain in my head. I had no way of moving so I was pumped up and down by my hair on the cock. All the time my cunt was being eaten. This went on for ages and I lost count of my orgasms but all six of them shot their spunk either in my mouth or somewhere on my face or body. By now I was dizzy and the blood was pounding in my head. David must have sensed that I had been too long upside down because he released me and I fell none too gently in a heap on the barn floor. I lay still recovering my senses and gradually my head cleared. My wrists were released as all six of them left me for the night.”Don’t forget breakfast in the morning.” Was their parting remark.When they’d gone I went out and found the tap and drain I’d used the previous night. I washed myself and used the hosepipe once again as a douche and enema. I wrapped myself in my blanket and curled up in a corner of the barn and tried to sleep. I dozed fitfully on and off for I don’t know how long. The trouble was I admitted to myself, was that I was still unsatisfied. My multiple orgasms were not the deep satisfying orgasm that happens from a real good fucking. And that is what I wanted. My mind wandered as I lay half awake and then I jumped as I felt a cold wet snout nuzzling my face. I sat up and was rewarded by the Alsatian licking my face. This was the dog that had fucked me last week. He was obviously pleased to see me and I stroked and ruffled his head and back. A perverse idea took hold of me and my stomach trembled with anticipation with what I was contemplating. My hands wandered to his belly and gradually I began stroking his penis. It grew out of its sheath and expanded hugely in my hand and he began to jerk his hips and try to mount my shoulder. I pushed him off and got up on my hands and knees. I spread wide and reaching between my legs I encouraged him and guided him to mount me from behind. His wet cock stabbed against me and I gradually managed to position it against my cunt. I pushed back and opened myself wider as he jerked forward and plunged deep. His knot grew quickly and we were locked together. He pumped and pounded me and I lowered my head and pushed back against him. I could feel my orgasm grow quickly as he pounded into me. I exploded and screamed silently into the barn floor. Still he continued to fuck me, his hips slamming rapidly against my bum, pushing me forward so that we scrabbled across the floor of the barn until my head butted up against the corner. I pushed my ass higher against him and my head twisted in the corner as he pounded me. Another orgasm shuddered through me as his cock locked us together until with increasing thudding he ejaculated deep within me. He continued to jerk until his cock subsided and he pulled out. I collapsed into the corner panting while he sniffed my ass and cunt licking his own juice as it dribbled from me. I opened my legs a little to give him more access as his tongue slavered and probed my cunt and asshole. His tongue was arousing me again and I reached under him to massage his cock. It was wet and sticky but still hard and it grew harder still as I massaged it slowly to full erection. Once more I got up on my knees and guided him behind me to mount me once again. His prick stabbed against my bum and with perverse pleasure I guided him into my asshole. His cock stabbed me until with a lunge he pushed into me and I cried out as my sphincter was stretched open by his invading prick. I raised myself once again as he buggered me. I reached around and pulled my cheeks apart to stretch myself wider. I was very sore from his pumping and the fire grew until I came once again as the dog fucked my asshole. My head and face were squashed into the corner and my mouth was full of the hay and dirt of the barn floor. I panted and cried out from the mixture of pain and pleasure of being sodomised by the Alsatian. At last he shuddered to his own climax and came deep in my rectum as I too, felt another orgasm blast through my body. He pulled out quickly and I cried out at the pain of his knot leaving my ass. He came around and started to lick my face as I knelt panting and spent in the corner. I stayed in this position with my asshole exposed in the air for some time until I’d regained my breath and composure. I was now filled with the horror of what I’d done and sexual satisfaction very quickly turned into self-loathing and I curled up and sobbed as I realized the depths of depravity into which I’d sunk. The dog couldn’t understand and lay down next to me whimpering and licking my face. I put my arms around his neck and sobbed my heart out. Later I got up and washed myself inside and out with the hosepipe and then went back to cuddle him as we both fell asleep until dawn.I awoke to find that the dog had disappeared. I got up and wrapped the blanket around me and went into the house to prepare breakfast. As usual I made bacon, eggs, beans, tomatoes and a mountain of toast and served the boys as one by one they came down and tucked in. I had eaten as I prepared the breakfast and I was feeling much better physically, I was still depressed about my behavior the previous night. Somehow the boys must have sensed this because they too were quiet and none of them bothered to touch me as I moved around the table serving them. After breakfast and after I’d cleaned up the kitchen and washed the dishes David took me upstairs and gave me my clothes. I washed quickly and dressed and went back downstairs. The van was
running and I got in the back. Michael blindfolded me again and we all sat in silence as they drove me home. I think we could all feel that something had changed between us. For my part I was wallowing in self-pity but looking back I’m sure that they felt my mood was due to them. As they dropped me off outside my house they each kissed me and then drove off without a word. I went inside and immediately ran myself a bath for a long hot soak. For the rest of the day I alternated between bouts of crying and periods of resigned acceptance of my newly discovered nature. I went out in the afternoon and drove to the supermarket. There I bought some food and antiseptic lotion and cream. Then I went back and bathed once more and applied the ointment and lotion to my body where the marks of the canes still smarted. I also applied it liberally to my shaved cunt and asshole that had been so cruelly used the night before. I looked at myself in the mirror and decided that a shaved cunt is much nicer than a hairy one, and so I shaved again using the lotion as a lubricant. I began to feel better about myself, after all I reasoned, I had asked to go and nobody had forced the dog to fuck me. I had willingly submitted to the torments of the weekend, and when all said and done I had suffered no permanent harm. Besides I thought, there is one big difference I said to myself – I enjoyed it! I made myself a light meal and went to bed early feeling much better about the whole weekend.The next day I went to work as usual. On Monday lunchtime I purchased a pair of large silver earrings. That evening I bathed my tits and nipples with the antiseptic lotion and replaced the steel hooks with the silver rings. These were much more comfortable to wear. I wrapped up the hooks in clean cloth and put them in a small box. I would be wearing these again I knew. I had also bought a thick and wide studded dog collar. I undressed and stood naked looking at myself in the full-length mirror in my bedroom. I fastened the dog collar about my neck and admired myself. I liked what I saw. And I was happy with myself. I began to feel extremely randy. I rubbed my clitoris and pinched my nipples but the frustration grew and I knew I needed satisfaction. I could always go back to David I thought but I really hadn’t made up my mind that I wanted to do that. By now my frustration and need for satisfaction consumed my thoughts. Looking back I realized that my judgment was affected. Fortunately no harm came to me but events could easily have turned very nasty. I bathed and shaved and made myself a small meal. I then dressed in what most people would call provocative clothes, I wore a loose and very short summer frock, I didn’t wear a bra and only very skimpy thong type panties.Later that evening I went out. I drove to the rougher area of the town and picked a seedy looking pub. Inside I drew stares that were openly lustful as I ordered my drink. It wasn’t too long before I was approached and by the end of the evening I was surrounded by about five or six men whose ages ranged from late teens to, I guessed, early thirties. They crowded me and before long they were openly touching me and pinching my tits. The bar closed and I followed them into the car park. At the rear of the area there was a gate to a field and on the far side they led me to an old and disused building. I followed them inside where without any preliminaries one man grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, I was pushed to my knees and a cock was stabbed in my face. I eagerly sucked it in and the fire in my cunt began to throb.”Would y’look at this bitch!””She’s a real cunt just begging for it, aren’t you cunt?””Mmm…yes.” I said with a mouthful of cock.The cock pulled out of my mouth and I reached for it in disappointment. By now I was in a sexual frenzy, careless of the danger I was in and oblivious to anything but my need for sex.”Tell us what you want bitch.””I want you to fuck me.”I was pushed forward and my dress was lifted up across my back. I felt hands and fingers probing my cunt and ass. My knickers were ripped off along with my dress. Someone slapped me. My head was pushed down and one of them rammed his cock in my cunt, his frenzied pumping causing me to fall forward. I was pulled back up by my hair and another cock was pushed in my face. I was in such a heightened state of sexual arousal that within seconds I screamed as an overwhelming orgasm shook me from head to toe. As the fucking continued I came again and again. The cock in my mouth spurted its load and I greedily slurped as the spurts smacked into my face. Another cock in my mouth and more spunk tipobet on my face as it too shot over me. More slaps across my asshole and tits and more hands grabbed my tits and squeezed.”Wow, she’s got nipple rings!” Whoever it was pulled and twisted them cruelly.”Let me see…fucking hell…this is a real goer…let’s give her something to remember us by!”I was pulled up by my hair and stretched across a wobbly table. My wrists and ankles were tied to the table legs. One man took off his belt and began to whip me across my back and buttocks. He was soon joined by two more and the belts landed continuously on every inch of my exposed back. The whipping stopped and then I was buggered repeatedly. For what seemed like hours I was subjected to abuse upon abuse. My wrists and ankles were untied and I was pushed to the floor. Someone shoved a cock in my face and I sucked it eagerly. I was long past caring because the orgasms came one after the other. I was in a perverse frenzy, whatever they did to me, no matter how much it hurt, I wanted more. It was as if I wanted to sink to the lowest depths of depravity. I reveled in the beating and I welcomed being captive as they pissed in my mouth. They turned me over and ****d my asshole with a broken chair leg, swiveling it around in my rectum and tearing my insides. My belly and bottom were burned with cigarette ends. And then they fucked me and buggered me again. At one point one of them made a phone call on his mobile and more reinforcements arrived to take their pleasure in me. Two men held my arms as another slapped my face and punched me in the stomach. I doubled over retching and screamed as someone stubbed his cigarette out on my asshole. They grabbed me again and held me down on the table face up. My mouth was stuffed with my dress as a gag while one of them held a lighted cigarette to my nipple. I screamed into my gag and struggled against the hands holding me fast but all to no avail. The searing and burning of my nipple drove me almost out of my mind. Finally they’d had enough and they left me in a broken heap on the filthy floor. As a parting gift two or three of them pissed on me as I lay still trying to recover from the brutal and frenzied treatment I’d received at my own insistence. Miraculously they had not marked my face but the rest of my body was sore and bleeding from dozens of cuts and burns. Eventually I found what was left of my dress and made my way slowly and painfully to my car. I drove home and crawled straight into bed.I couldn’t sleep well and the next morning I called in sick. The full horror of my ordeal of the previous night now struck me with all the force of my stupidity. I had a long hot soak in the bath and examined my injuries, calling myself all the stupid names I could imagine. It was a close choice between the cigarette burns or my torn asshole from the chair leg as to which was the most painful. But liberal applications of antiseptic cream eased the immediate hurt. On Friday I spoke to my boss and arranged to take the next week off work. That evening I packed the car and visited my parents for the weekend. As always they were deliriously happy to see me and we had a wonderful relaxing weekend, so much different from the previous two. On Sunday afternoon before I left to return home, I lay on my bed and thought long and hard about what I had become. I knew now that I could no longer live without cruel and abusive sex. The orgasms that resulted from such treatment were addictive and I wanted
more and more. At the same time I knew that my adventure of the previous Monday night could never be repeated. It was too dangerous. I came to a decision that I knew would change my life. I would return to the farm. Only time would tell if this would be a decision that I would regret.Chapter ThreeDriving back from visiting my parents that Sunday evening I had made my plans to carry out a decision that I realized would alter my life completely. It had all started about three weeks ago when I was ****d and abused by four brothers, one of whom I’d been going out with for a few weeks. But that was not all, I’d then asked for more. My body took over and I lost all sense of what was sensible. For the rest of that weekend I’d willingly accepted all manner of abuse and sexual torment. Worse still, the following weekend I’d asked to go back for more. It took me another week to come to terms with my own self-loathing and sense of shame at my newly aroused sensuality. I had become their bitch to do with as they liked. They beat me, fucked me and buggered me and tortured me with my willing consent and active participation. This last week I sank to a new low in my search for sexual abuse. I’d gone looking for sex and I found it at the hands of a gang of men in a pub. They’d taken me to an old building and subjected me to a catalogue of sexual torture. The worst thing about this episode was that I’d asked for it, gone with them willingly knowing full well that I was gambling with, at worst my life, at best, my physical well being. Fortunately they had stopped short of actual bodily harm and I vowed never again to repeat the experience. The sex and abuse gave me multiple orgasms but on sober reflection I knew that I was playing with fire. I now realized that the torture and sexual mistreatment that I’d received at the hands of the brothers was far different from that of the men at the pub. They were cruel and vicious but the brothers were not. To them my sexual pain was a way to increased pleasure for us all; they beat me with love and kindness in order to give me more pleasure. Life for me had been changed forever and I now had to do what my body demanded and follow this new path.I had arranged to take the following week off work with a half formed plan. There were some difficulties but I thought I could overcome these. On the Monday morning I went to the city and sought out a tattoo parlor in a dingy area of town. The tattooist was perfectly happy to do what I’d asked and acted as if it were an everyday happening, which I’m sure it was. My new tattoos were a little sore but taking the tattooist’s advice I bathed them in antiseptic and after a few hours there was no more discomfort. My plan was well underway. I still had one more difficulty and that was I didn’t know where the farm was. On both occasions I had been blindfolded and bundled naked on the floor of their van. There was only one thing to do and that was to go to the local library and examine the electoral roll. I soon found David’s name and sure enough, his registered address was the farm. I recognized where it was having been to the nearby villages many times. My plan was to move in with them. I had no idea what they would say but I was sure I could make them an offer they couldn’t refuse. For the rest of the week I drove out to the farm a couple of times just to make sure and on two occasions I recognized Michael and Evan as they came out of their gate on the tractor. Fortunately they didn’t see me; I wanted it to be a surprise.On Wednesday I called my boss and told him that I was leaving. He was a little upset but I didn’t really care what he thought. I’d now burnt my bridges and had no choice but to continue. During the day on Friday I went to town and purchased all the things I thought I’d need to persuade the boys to adopt me, as it were, as their pet. I became very excited at the prospect and could hardly wait. One of the preparations I made for the evening was to exchange the nipple rings I had bought earlier for the steel hooks that Michael had pierced me with on my last weekend. This operation took a little doing and was quite painful, but I persevered and eventually the hooks popped through the holes in my aureoles and the job was done. By now my nipples were very tender and sensitive and stood to attention waiting for more stimulation. My cunt began to get very wet and I couldn’t help but finger my cunt with one hand while pulling on the nipple hooks with the other. Sinking to my knees I raised my ass in the air and reached through my legs and began to masturbate more violently. By now I was past the point of stopping but my fingers were not enough. I looked around to find something, anything that I could use to abuse myself. My gaze settled on a chair and immediately my thoughts went back to the time when I’d gone looking for sex a week ago and found a group of men who’d, among other things, had ****d my asshole with a broken chair leg. I turned the chair on its side and jammed it against the wall. Kneeling down again I backed onto the outstretched legs and positioned one of the legs against my asshole. Jabbing back I impaled myself on the chair leg and then began to plunge it in and out my ass as I violently rubbed and pulled and pinched my cunt and tits. My desire was so great that I rapidly began to orgasm but I didn’t stop my frenzied self-abuse until I had come again and then I collapsed panting against the carpet with my ass held up in the air, still plundered by the chair leg. After a few minutes to recover I slowly slid off the chair leg and wiped it clean. Then I continued to get ready to go to the farm.That evening I parked outside David’s flat and I didn’t have long to wait before Alan drove up in the van and they both drove off. I let them get ahead before I followed them. I parked some way from the house and I could see the van parked outside. All four brothers were inside, probably eating their meal before relaxing for a couple of hours. They would then all go down the pub until closing time. I settled down to wait. At about nine o’clock the four of them came out and drove off in the van to the village pub. This was my chance and I waited until they’d gone before driving into the farmyard. I parked my car round the back where they wouldn’t see it when they arrived home. I went inside the house and began to make my preparations. First I cleaned the kitchen and living room. One of the things I knew they lacked was the classic “woman’s touch” about the house. I knew for certain that they appreciated my cooking and cleaning as well as my body – an added bonus if you like. Next I undressed completely. I put on my dog collar and attached four chains to the ring in the collar. The other ends of the chains I linked to the hooks in my nipples that I’d exchanged for the nipple-rings earlier, two on each. By now I was becoming randy with the anticipation of the evening to come. My nipples grew hard and my cunt began to moisten. Next I put on a very sexy basque. It was black with red lace trim and pushed up my bare breasts so that they stood high and proud. My waist was pulled tight which flared my bare hips and loins showing those too to their best advantage. I then stepped into black high heels. In the living room I turned down the lights and lit a dozen candles giving the whole room a rosy glow. I then positioned the chairs and sofa around so that I could stand or sit or kneel in the centre. By now the boys should be returning home at any time and so I waited patiently.After about ten minutes I heard the van pull up outside and I could hear their talk and laughter as they came in. Immediately they noticed the clean kitchen and all four of them burst into the living room and stopped dead staring at me in amazement. I was standing in the centre of the room waiting for them. They were speechless and then David spoke.”What are you doing here?””I wanted to see you all again and so here I am.”They sat down.”What do you want?””Well,” I said slowly, “I want a number of things.””Such as.” Int
errupted Michael.”Three weeks ago you ****d me and tortured me. I discovered I liked it and then came back for more.””So what?””Now I want all of it.””What do you mean?””You’ve marked me as your property and so here I am. I belong to you. I will do anything you ask and in return you will love me and look after me. I will cook your meals, I will clean your house, do your laundry, balance your books, help to run the farm and generally do whatever you want. I give myself to you.”I turned around so that they could all get a good look. I moved around the room provocatively and sensuously stopping at each of them in turn and kissing them. As I did so I squeezed each of their cocks and was rewarded by four healthy erections. I moved to the centre of the room and slowly undid my basque. Letting it drop to the floor I showed off my tattoos. I’d had their names tattooed across my stomach and on my lower back, just above my buttocks, I’d had the word “BITCH” written. The upright stroke of the “T” pointing down between the crack of my cheeks. I knelt down and unhooked the four chains from the hooks in my nipples. I handed each brother a chain, the other end of which was attached to my collar. I waited. The brothers looked at each other and then David told me to go into the barn and wait for them. I knew then that I’d won the first round. There was no way they were going to let me go tonight without giving me a real hard time. I figured that they’d have their way and then treat me particularly brutally just to test me, and so I went into the barn and waited.After what seemed to be an hour they all came in and three of them except Michael sat down on some bales of hay.”We’ve been talking and we’ve decided to see if you mean what you say.” He said. “Kneel down.”He pulled my chain and I knelt facing him. He undid his flies and took out his cock, standing in front of me he deliberately pissed on my face. I opened my mouth and allowed him to piss inside. My mouth overflowed and the piss gushed out and flowed down my face and breasts. When he’d finished I shuffled forward and took his cock in my mouth and began to suck him deep and long as he grew hard. I cupped his balls and stroked the length of his shaft as I drew out and then I sucked him deep inside until I gagged. Repeatedly I forced him deeper in my throat until with a moan he grabbed my hair and jammed against me. He came, spurting his come in my throat and I drank him down, squeezing the length to empty him completely.I then crawled over to where David sat watching, I undid his trousers and released his already erect prick. I stroked it and licked it and then sucked him as deeply as I could. I forced him down my throat until the gagging reflex lessened and I was able swallow him almost completely, my nose pressed into his pubic hairs. I felt him tighten and I sucked harder to encourage his come. Just as he was about to come I let him go and directed his spurting cock over my face. The first one caught me across the nose and cheek, shooting up my nostril, the second spurted across my eyes sticking my eyelids together and the third spurt hit me full across my mouth and dribbled down my chin. I squeezed my fingers up the length of his prick and licked off the last bubble of come as it oozed from the top. I rubbed his come across my face with his prick and licked it clean. I wiped his come off my face and licked my fingers clean. By now I was raging with the need for harder and more depraved sex.I moved across to Evan and released his cock from his trousers. I pulled him to the floor and straddled him, sliding his cock deep within my raging cunt, I pounded up and down, faster and faster until I screamed my release and howled like a bitch in heat, still I impaled myself on Evan’s tool until he too tensed up and came deep inside me as I slammed myself down again and again. I quickly moved to Alan and knelt in front of him, my ass high in the air.”Bugger me, fuck my ass as hard as you can.” I begged and pushed back towards him. Alan crouched over me and stabbed his prick hard and fast in my asshole. I cried out as the pain ripped my sphincter and he plunged in to ride me. He pounded my asshole, slamming his cock deep and fast. I lowered my head into the dirt floor and pushed up and hard against him. I barked and howled as yet another orgasm wracked my body and I tightened my muscles as I felt Alan begin to shoot his come deep in my backside. Alan staggered back, his prick popping out of my ass with a sense of sudden emptiness. The five of us gathered our breath and I rolled in the dirt panting, gathering myself for more.I wasn’t satisfied and I wanted more, I particularly wanted pain, it had become like a d**g and it was as if without it I couldn’t reach any satisfaction. I went to Michael and crawled into his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.”Hurt me,” I whispered in his ear, “make me hurt, please, hurt me, punish me for being a dirty filthy slut and then fuck me and bugger me.” I licked his face and rubbed my cunt hard against his groin. He pushed me off his lap and I fell to the floor. He grabbed my collar and pulled me into a position under the central roof beam. He tied a rope to the chains still attached to my nipple hooks and threw it over the beam. He tightened it and I was pulled upwards by my nipples until they had stretched way out from my body. I closed my eyes and savored the pain. Michael threaded the rope between my legs and once again threw it over the roof beam. He pulled this tighter still and tied it off to an upright. Now I was almost suspended, my toes just touching the floor. My nipples were stretched impossibly long and the rope between my legs cut cruelly into my cunt. I couldn’t help myself from holding the rope and pulling upwards to ease the pain in my nipples, at least until Michael tied my hands behind me and I could no longer do anything except teeter on tiptoes. I felt as if the rings in my nipples would burst through the skin and I was sure the rope cutting into my crotch was buried deep inside my cunt. I felt Michael moving behind me and then I screamed and bounced hard against my ropes as he shocked me with the cattle prod. He repeatedly touched the prod to my body and shocked me into a continuous dance on my rope, bouncing up and down, the rings in my nipples and the rope between my legs adding to the agony of the cattle prod. He must have seen the danger of my position because he released the rope and I fell to the floor in a bundled heap. But there was no escape from the cattle prod.”Get up bitch.” He said and prodded me again. I struggled to my feet. He prodded my nipples and I fell back against David. David threw me face down across the hay bale and fucked me. As he was pumping into me Michael would prod me again and this caused involuntary muscle spasms in my cunt. This drove David to a very quick orgasm, he was quickly replaced by Evan, or was it Alan? And they too took their turn to fuck me, slamming me hard against the hay bale and filling my mouth with dust and dirt. By now I had reached the stage of almost continuous orgasm and I screamed and urged them on to do it harder. Then Michael buggered me hard and fast and impossible long, pounding into my asshole again and again. I was shuddering continuously in an orgasmic frenzy. My mind had wandered away from my body and it was as if I could see myself being buggered over a hay bale. I watched as Michael finished with me and pulled out and then I watched as two of them pissed on my back and head. David moved away and returned immediately with a funnel that he jabbed into my asshole. I felt the pain as the sharp nozzle stabbed my tender asshole. He stood behind me and aimed his piss into the funnel and I watched myself being filled in the ass with David’s piss. When he’d finished he pulled the funnel out and replaced it with the cattle prod, jamming it hard up my asshole until I yelled in agony, and then he shocked me again and again, forcing the prod deeper into my asshole. The pain grew so intense t
hat I must have passed out.I gradually came to and felt the piss dribbling out down my legs. I was lifted up and tied across the horizontal beam between the barn stalls. My ankles and wrists were tied together and then tied to the lower beam.”We’re now going to beat you. You will get ten strokes of the cane across your ass every hour on the hour until we decide you’ve had enough. Do you understand?””Yes.”Michael stood back and delivered ten very hard and stinging cuts with the cane across my bottom. The pain was agonizing but I knew much more was to come.Throughout the night one of them would come on the hour and beat me as David had promised. I couldn’t move and sometime during the night I couldn’t help but piss myself. My urine ran down my legs and puddled at my feet. The bar cut cruelly into my stomach. Early in the morning Michael came to give me another ten stokes. The last time I was beaten I saw blood running down my legs where they had broken the skin. Michael took up the cane and stood behind me. Ten times he raised and brought the cane down in wicked strokes across my bum. Five on each cheek and the pain sent lightning strikes into every corner of my senses. I cried out involuntarily each time and I could feel the cane breaking new skin and cutting across earlier cuts. He finished my beating and then my pain increased further as he stood behind me and pissed on my raw bottom. The sharp acidic urine burned like fire and I screamed aloud as he walked away.I hung whimpering across the beam waiting for my next beating. I was sure I couldn’t take much more, but somehow I did. I lost count of the hours but each hour on the hour without fail one of the brothers would come into the barn and give me ten strokes. Finally, all four brothers came and I received another ten strokes.”Do you know what time it is?” David asked.”No.” I whispered hoarsely.”It’s noon and we think you’ve had enough of the cane. We’ve given you 130 strokes and you haven’t begged for mercy.”I was stunned. One hundred and thirty times the cane had kissed my ass! No wonder I was beyond ordinary pain!”You’ve been a very good bitch.””Please… can…can I have a drink of water?” I said.My head was held up and Alan held a glass to my lips and I drank greedily.When I’d finished one by one the brothers fucked me as I was still tied across the beam. The blood from my beaten asshole spread itself across their hips as they pounded into me. My cunt was sloppy and dripping with come that ran down my legs and mixed with the dried blood on my thighs. Despite the pain in my buttocks I exploded in a numbing orgasm on the second and last fucking. I tried to see who was who’d made me come like that but I couldn’t get my head up and around. Then I heard a strange buzzing sound and before I knew what was happening David and Michael were shaving my hair with electric barber’s shears. They didn’t stop until my head was shorn. One of them untied me and I slumped to the floor. The brothers stood round me waiting for me to recover. David kicked me.”Get up bitch.”I stood up painfully, after so long tied across the beam, and faced them. Michael spoke.”We’ve decided to let you stay…” I started to speak but he held up a hand for my silence.”Go and clean up,” he continued, “shave yourself properly, from now on you’re not to allow any hair to grow anywhere on your body. You are to be shiny clean at all times. Do you understand?””Yes.””Then off you go. Once you’ve cleaned up you can fix us dinner.”My heart leapt in my chest and I burst into tears.”Oh thank you…thank you!” I cried and grabbed each one around the neck and kissed each in turn passionately on the lips. They were happy too and smiled at my joy.”You won’t regret this, I promise.” I cried over my shoulder to them as I ran happily across the yard and grabbed my bags from my car, and then I ran into my new home. I scampered upstairs and started to run a bath. As the water ran I poured in gallons of bath oils that I’d brought with me and the delicious perfume and suds rose in the air. I looked at myself and turned around to examine my bum. I was shocked, my cheeks were criss-crossed with deep angry red weals and open cuts. Slowly I lowered myself into the bath on my knees and then gingerly sank until the water covered my bum. I bit my tongue as the hot water intensified the pain but gradually it eased and I was able to wash myself properly, but on my knees! It would be sometime before I could sit down properly I thought. I shaved my head until my scalp shone and then I did the same to my cunt, paying particular attention to the lips and the puckered skin around my asshole. This was more difficult than it sounds and I ended up squatting over a mirror and contorting arms and legs to reach the inaccessible places and avoid cutting myself. And then of course I shaved my legs, arms and armpits. I dried myself carefully and covered myself with liberal dollops of cream and lotion. I rubbed antiseptic cream into my sore bum and worked more cream up into my anus. I began to enjoy the feeling of my fingers in my asshole as I worked the cream deeper. I was beginning to feel the desperate need for a cock in my ass but I Reluctantly I stopped and finished my toilet. When I was thoroughly washed and Shaved and polished I made up my face and put on my collar and then examined Myself once more in the mirror. Well, I thought to myself. What would Mum and Dad says if they could see me now, what would my friends say? Who would believe? it? But here I was. I willing slave to the farming brothers, and no doubt a fuck-hole for anyone else they cared to invite to use me. I sat down on the toilet and asked myself if I really knew what I was doing. The almost insatiable need for painful and humiliating sex was too demanding to be ignored. Then I shook myself awake and decided the psychoanalysis of my motives and character could wait. Right now all I wanted was what I had. Four lusty owners to do with me as they pleased as long as it involved tons and tons of cock and fuck the consequences. I had my eyes wide open and I was walking willingly along this path of depravation.”Fuck it!” I said out loud to my image in the mirror, “don’t think about it, do it and enjoy it!” Then I went downstairs to start cooking my owners’ dinner and to start my new life as a sex-slave.The End

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