I was picked up by this small group of very happy people. They shared their smokes with me, and offered me beer, and seemed like awesome people. They brought me back to a commune and shared food with me, and when I woke up, I was in a cage. I spent a week there, being force-fed, force-fucked, and mated with all kinds of furries. By the end of it, I was begging them to just kill me, so I shouldn’t have been so surprised when they told me that was the plan. I begged and cried the entire time they were bathing and prepping me, making sure I was clean clean clean, and I couldn’t understand why they wanted me so clean. 
Then, they carried me in to the huge kitchen, and I finally got it. They curled me over on the table, and worked a huge pole into my ass, all the while I was screaming and struggling to even fall off the table, just to get away from that cold rod. I felt as it ripped through my guts, up my chest, and out of my mouth. I was trembling from the pain, fear, and exhaustion by that point, and then they picked up the pole and started carrying me outside. That’s when I saw the bonfire. They carried me straight to it, and then hoisted the spit over the fire, all while I continued to scream from the pain and humiliation of it all…
He brought me to the girls dorm and wanted to play a strip-tease game. He was hot so I was feeling it. Just as we got started, he told me he wanted to take a few pictures to remember me by, so that when I left him, he’d have something to wank to. Well, how do you say no to that? I let him get a couple of shots as I slowly took off my clothes. It was as I was getting to the panties that he attacked me. His fist flew out and hit me square in the stomach. 
No sooner had I doubled over with the force and pain of it than his hand knotted in my hair, and he jerked me to the floor. Just as his foot plowed into my stomach, the door opened, and 4 more guys walked in. I started to try to scream, but one of them had me up and a hand over my mouth before I could get one out. They were all over me, hands pinching my tits, clawing at my skin, trying to find my holes and teach me a lesson at the same time. They pinned me to the floor, and one of them straddled my face, forcing his cock down my throat to shut me up while the others all pinched at my tits, punched into my stomach, and started plowing into my cunt. They beat me, fucked me raw, split me open, and left me bruised and clawed up. And they had picture evidence that I was willing. I was so fucked.
He was hot, and he had invited me back to his house to get cleaned up and have some food before he sent me on my way again. He seemed decent, well-dressed, nice car, you know the type.
He showed me to what I guess was a guest bathroom and brought me a towel, wash cloth, soap, and shampoo. I adjusted the water and got it just where I like it, then got in and started washing up. The shower wand was amazing, and in almost no time, I was fantasizing about him while I used it to massage my clit. My fingers slid into my cunt from behind as I sprayed all up and over my clit, enjoying the sensations, and driving myself mad while thinking of him. It was not long after I got down on my knees and was really getting into it that he walked back in and cleared his throat. I was embarrassed, and I immediately moved to stop what I was doing, but he was on me in a flash. He told me he’d watched the entire thing from the camera he had installed, and that he was very disappointed I’d take advantage of his generosity to commit sin. He told me I needed to be cleansed, and then pinned me down with his entire body. He held my arms tight to my body with his legs wrapped around me, and held the wand over my nose and mouth. I couldn’t take a breath without inhaling water and choking. He prayed as slowly drowned me in his shower, and that was the last thing I heard.
I’d been swimming much of the day at the beach I’d found. I love the water, it makes me feel so peaceful. When I finally packed it in and started my journey on to the next town, whatever it may be, I headed west out of town. It wasn’t even a mile later that I came across an old cemetery. It looked like it hadn’t been visited in ages, with the grass starting to grow up over the tops of the headstones, except in one part. There was a group of headstones that had the grass all neatly trimmed. I stopped to explore, trying to figure out what was special about those graves. I guess it was a trap, because I’d hardly taken 3 steps in when I was snagged by a net that I hadn’t even known was there. Not a few minutes later, one of the graves shifted open, and a couple of guys walked up and out. They grinned down at me, fiving each other, before they lifted me up and started carrying me down into the grave. It was a deep tunnel, and it led a good distance, most of which I screamed and they laughed, before opening up into a massive chamber. There was a table of sorts, and they laid me on it. My legs hung off the one end, and my head hung off the other. They lifted my legs and shackled them to the table on either side, leaving my pussy open under the bikini bottom. They untied that, and shackled my arms to the legs of the table. One walked to the head of the table and told me I made too much noise as he shoved his hard dick into my mouth. He fucked my throat hard and deep, and I couldn’t breathe around him. I gasped for breaths as often as possible, trying to live as my pussy got plowed hard and deep by the other one. I hope like hell they don’t plan to keep me here…
I came across a really nice-looking community center today, and they had a pool. I checked it out, and I could afford the charge, so I paid for my entrance. I was already in my swimsuit, as it’s been getting hotter, and my denim shorts, and I wanted to stop in the bathroom before I dove in. I finished my business, and as I was walking back out and toward the pool area, 2 guys came out of the men’s room. I tried to get by them at a slightly quicker pace, but they stopped me. One of the got behind me, and the other in front. The bathroom was around the corner and a distance behind the pool office, and I knew that screaming would probably not be heard, so I just kept trying to get by them. They spun me around and pressed me into the wall face-first, pinning me there between them. 
One of them yanked my hair back and held a knife to my throat, and told me that if I didn’t play nice, they’d just cut me and be done with it. They backed off then, and told me to strip. I started with the shorts, then pulled the top off. When I got the bottoms off, they moved quickly. They stuffed my ass with cock, punishment for not playing nice in the first place while the other turned me so that they could smack my tits and face “for being a little bitch”. I couldn’t tell if I was dripping blood or just juices from my ass as I was getting plowed, I just knew it felt like he’d ripped me, and the tears were just streaming down my face. I guess his friend got impatient, because he picked up my legs and plowed into my cunt. I was stuffed so full and so suddenly that I actually gasped a couple of times, trying to catch my breath from all the pain. They fucked me and finished, and they walked away as if nothing had happened, happy as 2 clams. I had to drag myself back together, and still go swim, because I’d already spent the money.
He had me over his knee, my bare ass in the air. I heard the leather slash the air before I ever felt it land on my rump. The tears welled up, and it was all I could do to keep from crying out. It hurt, but I’d be damned if I’d give him the satisfaction so easily. The second lick pushed the tears out and started them flowing freely down my cheeks. He kept spanking me, telling me what a bad little girl I was for being dressed the way I was while walking down a busy highway trying to get rides. After about 15 licks, I finally heard the belt drop to the floor. I could feel nothing on my ass except searing pain, and I knew there would be welts. It was going to be hard to sit down for a bit. Then, he did the unthinkable. He touched it. I hissed in pain, and he smacked down right on the most painful spot. I couldn’t help but cry out that time. He rubbed his hand over his work, feeling each of the welts and tracing them. The aches that he sent through my body had me sobbing. Before I knew it, he had flipped me around and settled my ass straight down on his dick, skin to skin, making it even harder to bear the pain. But, when he started pounding up into me, I scrambled to try and get away from him. For an older man, he surely was strong. He kept pounding into me, making the pain unbearable. I passed out before much longer.
They found me on the streets, wandering and exploring like I do, and offered me money to help them out with something. They blindfolded me, and carted me off in their car. When we got where we were going, I was led inside still blinded. When they finally took that strip of cloth off, I was in a dimly lit room with a spot light in the center focused on a man tied down naked to a table. He was looking expectantly at me, and I could see he had a raging hard-on already. I was asked to strip and climb on top of him and let him eat my cunt while they worked his cock out some more. I figured out that they’d been edging him, and wanted to torment him a bit more before they let him get off, so I went with it. I rode his face, and caught a couple of orgasms myself. Then, just as I was catching my third orgasm, I saw a flash. Suddenly, where his cock and balls had been was just gushing blood, and a gaping hole. His screams were almost instant, and I was scrambling to get off him as fast as I could, hardly able to breathe for having seen that. I begged to be dreaming, but the nightmare wouldn’t end.
We were at the park, and I was still stroking him off after the slob-job I’d given him on the drive over. He loved watching the littles play, seeing who was ripe for the taking. His dick would always pulse and throb watching them, and I loved feeling it jump around in my hand. There were a couple of prime candidates, just the way he liked them. I went out and snatched them for him, diving into the back of the van just as he took off. I stripped their tiny bodies and got them ready for him by licking and eating their tiny little cunts, and pinching and twisting their little nipples. When he was finally ready for them, I positioned my cunt over their faces, the way he’d taught me. I watched as his big dick stretched and tore the first one’s cunt wide open, and she started bleeding. Her screams and cries and gasps for breath filled my pussy up, and I just kept grinding on her face. I held her down the entire time he fucked her, then did the same with the second. Then, he decided to stuff one of their feet into my ass as far up that little leg as it could go, and I just sat there and took it. He proceeded to fuck my ass with her foot while he fucked her throat. I came so hard that it drove him over the edge, and he came all down her throat.
He wanted to put me on a spit and roast me!! What really had my juices flowing was that he wanted me to WANT to be put on a spit and roasted. So, he tortured me. He tied me up and pried each nail off of my fingers and toes. Then, he took a lash to my backside, cutting gashes and gouges into my lower back, ass, and thighs. He pulled whole chunks out of my hair by hand, and cut my tits all up. By the time he was finished torturing me, I was begging to die. I still wasn’t ready to beg to be burned by slow-roasting over a fire, though. That was when he brought out this enormous garden stake. It was about 3 inches thick and at least a foot and a half long, and it had a very pointy edge. The entire thing was wood, and it was definitely not the smoothest stick I’d ever seen. He bent me forward, and he spread my tender, painful ass cheeks. He started to push that spike up into my ass. I don’t know how far he got it, but with the splinters jabbing into my ass and the spike pressing in all the wrong places, it wasn’t long before I was begging for him to just put me on the spit and have done with it. By the time he shoved that spit up my ass, and through my guts til it came out of my mouth, I was just done. I was ready for the darkness to swallow me. Now, he’s carrying me, with his friend, over to the fire, and I can feel the heat the closer we get. I can’t help the tears that are falling, but I am ready to be done…
I couldn’t breathe. His hand was around my throat, squeezing my airway. I clawed at it, trying to get it to let up, but it wouldn’t. I felt the darkness closing in on me, his dick rubbing against my clit, over my cunt and ass hole. Then, his hand released, staying loosely around my throat as he slid his cock into me, balls-deep. He started thrusting in and out of me, shoving fingers into my mouth, pinching my nipple, just using my body. He started fucking me faster and harder, and his hand slid back down around my throat. He started squeezing gently, at first, and with each thrust tightened his grip. I struggled again, making him all the more excited, and he pushed harder, and deeper into me, while closing his hand completely around my throat. I could feel my lungs burning, my throat working for air, my heart pounding harder and harder, every last inch of me clinging to my life. The last thing I felt before the darkness was him shooting off inside of me…
