Paula
by Diomedes



"40, and for an additional ten you can fuck my small ass as well ”, Paula gave a giggle and smiled up at the man. She was xix but looked younger, much young, and she played on it, her short circuit tomentum, small binge and the way she dressed all served to make her looking more like a sixteen-year old schoolgirl.

The man nodded in agreement and handed over the bank bill as she took his hired hand to contribute him to the alleyway. Something looked familiar about him, but then again all suckers looked the Lapp after a piece. She checked and there was Tim's car parked opposite as she turned the box and led the ‘ john'towards the dirty mattress slumped at the alley's end. Any minute now and Tim would be here to"rescue"her. They had pulled this stunt so many multiplication now, an scandalise boyfriend, a gun - lease the sucker's wallet, watch, and anything else of value and then simply hop-skip. No-one was ever going to go to the pig and story that they had paid an minor lady friend and then been robbed by her, the scam was foolproof.

She turned and backed against the bulwark ; the man looked at her and reached his hand under her curt skirt. Paula shuddered, her mind raced, Where was Tim ? The shit was probably enjoying making her squirm. A digit slipped inside the gusset, touched her smooth and shaven sex and then dipped inside her. She winced, she was dry and it hurt and she looked back towards the light at the end of the alley, saw some movement in the tail and inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. She turned back to snog the man ; keep him distracted until the lastly consequence.

There was a sudden movement and Paula broke the kiss expecting to see Tim. Instead she saw four men behind her"client ”, two of them were holding Tim between them, he was tied, gagged and his face was covered in blood. Her number one response was to scream but she instantly found the full stop of a knife touching her throat.

"Now I would suggest that you keep quiet, very quiet."

Paula breathed rapidly as the fear swept over her. One of the men whistled and a large ignominious van turned into the alley. The next few minutes were a blur as she was thrown into the spine of the fomite and the five men climbed in beside her, dragging Tim after them and giving him the odd beef for no plain grounds. She looked around her in affright and at Tim lying on the flooring, he appeared to receive passed out when one of the men had kicked him in the groin.

"Nice scam you had going for a piece missie."It was the man she had first taken as a"customer ”."You don't remember me, do you ?"

She shook her principal, her mouth undefendable in fear.

"hypothesis I was just one amongst many. You took 800 out of my wallet and a lookout that was worth five times that so if a fuck costs only 50 then I guess I'm in credit to the amount of nearly four imposing, and we are going to get my money's worth."

"Please, please, let us go. We've got some money saved. I don't know how lots, but I'll repay you, all of it"her vocalisation trembled as she panicked, beginning to realize her situation.

"I don't think so. You see the money is fairly irrelevant and we'd rather have the fun. Oh ! and this man of bullshit ?"he kicked Tim's expression, there was a revolt crunch and he groaned"First clip we have a problem with you we cut of one of his balls, irregular time we cut out an eye, and so on. You get the idea ?"

Paula nodded and began to realise the reality of her office.

For what seemed care forever the van sped along. Hands groped her breast and between her legs. Her mouthpiece was covered with slobbery wet candy kiss and she kissed back, hoping to get some level of mercy but as the snag streamed down her face everyone ignored them. The road was getting rougher and they were all bounced around more, but at least she was now being leaving her alone.

Eventually she heard the sound of driving over gravel and the fomite stopped. Paula was dragged out into the lovesome nighttime air. Wherever she was it was disconsolate, no spark beyond the Moon and hotshot and that which came through the receptive door of a construction she was pushed into.

It was a well-situated, no, it was a luxurious home and as she was bundled along the hanker hall she saw expensive art on the walls and felt a soft deep carpeting beneath her feet. She was led through a room access and down a foresightful flight of step, the warmth had gone now and the cellar was much colder. When one of the men threw the wanton switch she gasped in terror and turned to run in panic but simply bumped into two men behind her.

Despite any scourge to Tim she screamed"No ! dear idol, No !"as she was dragged into the massive single room of the basement. The whole place was set up like some medieval torture bedroom. There were whip along the walls. Iron putz lay out on benches. A rack, and gods know what else.

"I don't think she likes her new domicile"the voice seemed disembodied as did the laughter that followed.

Paula was dragged, lifted onto a table and stretched along it on her back. Her weapon system was pulled down and fastened to the legs of the table and her head fell backwards over the end, unsupported. She was screaming, fighting, trying to scratch up her assaulter who simply avoided her drive and laughed.

"Shut the fuck up"A helping hand smashed into her face and she felt blood in her mouth as it had split her lip.

Paula's legs were pulled up into the air and separated into a broad ‘ V'with handcuff around her ankle joint fastened to ropes falling from the ceiling. The board supported her from shoulders to get down back but her head and ass hung over the two goal. She had her eyes closed in scourge but opened them when she head Tim's voice. His face was being held over her and blood dripped from him onto her font but she couldn't brush it away.

"Just thought that you'd like to see him. Now if you want to continue being able to see him and for him to have eyes able to see you with you will earn your payment."Paula was sobbing, tears rolling down her still beautiful face. She turned her head and watched as Tim was dragged to the slope of the room where his hands were tied behind his back and then pulled up towards the roof. He screamed and the rope was tied off, leaving his substructure just touching the floor.

"Now Timmy wants to determine what is happening guy, be fair."

They laughed and a rope was tied around Tim's hair and attached to a ceiling lure so that his head was pulled up and he could see whatever was happened in the room..

"metre to undress our footling toy I think"

Paula screamed again as two of the men proceeded to meticulously cut the clothes from her. A knife cut her blouse receptive from hem to neck in one Swift campaign and the fabric fell open to let out her sweet lacy bra. She had worn it because she knew Tim loved it and he was always so hot after they pulled off a scam. Two different hands cut the blouse's inadequate arm from neck to end and the hale rag was ripped from under her. Paula wriggled and struggled but it was hopeless, the bonds were tight, they had known what they were doing. Her skirt was cut from her as well and then she felt the tongue between her legs. They were going to cut her there. She screamed but the man was an expert and swiftly cut the panty away hardly touching her.

"Hey she's so smooth ”, a hand roamed over her smooth mons and its fingerbreadth penetrated her cunt to an appreciative purr from their owner, echoed by the former men. Three Gustavus Franklin Swift slice to her bra's straps sufficed to move out it from her and she lay nude and bound in nominal head of the men.

Paula lifted her head and looked along her naked eubstance, between her stretched open pegleg. What she saw terrified her more than before. She had known there were six men, five from the bowling alley and a number one wood, but she guessed now that they were at least twice that number. She began to beg, tried to peach her way out of this, offered whatever she could"I'll do anything you want, delight let me go."

"Oh but you WILL do anything that we want and I know that if we released you then you certainly wouldn't do half of what we want, what we are going to do with that soundbox of yours Miss Lauren ”.

‘ Supreme Being, they knew her name'Paula's mind raced as to every possible variant of how. She heard a camera clicking and saw the photoflash as a man came close, now he was close up between her legs and she could almost palpate the heat of the flash.

"Hey chuck that speculum up her. I wan na get some before pictures inside as well."

Paula felt a frigid blade insertion in her cunt and winced as she felt the speculum open her. The man had pushed a fibre visual light inside the speculum and was taking photos of her cryptical inside. His running commentary kept Paula fully informed of what was happening. Paula relaxed slightly as she felt the creature compressed and then removed from her.

"jimmy. liberty chit me the anal one."There was a thin pause"No, don't bother to lube it. Just reach it here."

Paula tried not to, but she screamed as the steel was forced past her dry anal ring and when it was forced open to its upper limit her howler should have woken the dead. She kept screaming. She had never known nuisance like it as the lensman's commentary continued.

"dead reckoning you are subject about two inches back her now. Damned thing won't undecided any more. Torn you a little by the way, but that might pass water things easygoing later. Can't see no tell on up there. Guess you cleaned yourself out, right ?"

Paula was crying and screaming and begging them to take the matter out of her ass. Some share of her remembered that had given herself an enema earlier so that she was clean for Tim, she had wanted to let him have anal sex with her tonight.

The anal speculum was pulled from her but they didn't close it first and she felt like her ass was being ripped out of her as it dragged along her intimate membrane. She screamed again and was still screaming when the firstly man pushed straight into her gaping muddle. His anal assault of her was short and unrelenting and she was aware of short beyond the botheration until she felt his hot cum shoot inside her bowels.

A sec man pushed into her twat and began a slow rhythmic fucking. She had dropped her head back so that she didn't have to watch but soul pulled her up so that she could see herself raped. The man holding her head started to talk to her, it was the"trick"from originally, the alley seemed like a lifetime ago already.

"You ain't on the anovulant, that we know, so I guess that means you gon na get preggers by us as well."He laughed

How did they know all this ? Through her tears she started to beg again but no-one even acknowledged that she was talking. She felt that man cum inside her and his place was taken by a second and then a third and then a one-quarter and a fifth. She was no foresighted counting. A back man forced his way into her ass using his dude rapist's cum as lubrication and Paula screamed all the way through her second anal rape as she had through the first. She had never felt pain sensation like it, until a short circuit while ago the simply man who had ever entered her there was Tim and that was always so gentle and only then as a ‘ special gift'from her to him. Now two men had brutally raped her ass and a third base was even now forcing his way in, but she was stretched there and the cum inside was making each rape easier.

She lost count how many men came inside her cunt and ass, the continual assault lasted so long that every man must have had her at least once and most of them twice. She could experience cum trickling from her twat and running down her ass. She thought she even heard drops decrease onto the floor. She was no longer crying, she couldn't cry any more and her disembodied self could get wind Tim almost crying while he watched her endless defilement and always there was the man with the television camera taking pictures, even while he was fucking her.

Eventually there were no more men fucking her and she felt gratefully abandon and totally exhausted, only now did she realise that she had been fighting and trying to bunk, her wrists felt raw against their ropes and her pelvic muscles hurt where she had struggled. Paula forced her heading upwards and watched as all the men except the"john"left.

For a present moment he simply looked at her then he turned and took a whip from the wall.

"No ! Please don't hurt me. You've done what you want. Just let me go."In her fear she had forgotten Tim completely.

The man gave no solvent but walked back towards her and stood between her ramification simply looking. Paula continued her entreaties, looking straight at the man but screwed her eyes tight as she saw him raise his arm. Moments later the whip crashed down into her gaping sex. Paula screamed and screamed and screamed as snow after blow hit and her capable sex was reduced to a bloody mess.

Somewhere during the whipping Paula passed out and when she awoke the elbow room was empty. Her first instinct was to hollo at the pain that still racked her soundbox. She turned to look at Tim, to talk to him but saw immediately that he had been gagged but his bulging eye showed the horror of what he could see, of what she looked like.

She had barely come around when the door opened and two men entered, she guessed that she must be being watched on some form of camera.

"At final stage. That was some whipping you gave her Jim. Her cunt's just a mass of blood."

Paula watched as the man came towards her and simply unzipped himself. She was screaming before he even touched her but he raped her nonetheless. Jimmy then took the man's position between her legs and forced his way into her now crocked again anal hole.

Paula cried for them to cease throughout but the More she did so the more violent and brutal they were.

"You want to try her Timmy ?"It was the second base man"What d'you think Jim."

"I have some theme on that grade Dave. Timmy'll get his sway off in this cocotte later, before we finish with them."

The one called Jim reached over and pinched her nipple while he fucked her but it was no gentle squeeze. He dug the slope of his nail into her pap and pulled as hard as he could as though he was trying to tear it from her titty."Wonder what she's feel like if we sliced off her nipples. Maybe we'd get more for her. I dunno, see how I feel later."He grunted as he pushed deep into her rectum and she knew he was cumming.

"Dave, you wan na claim young Timmy's gag out ? Let them verbalize and maybe Timmy will give some encouragement as the other guys get to use this slut."

Tim was ungagged and both men left to his call of"You Bastards, I'll get you for this, I'll get you."

During the following 60 minutes, two time of day, three hours, she didn't know, what seemed like an almost endless number of men simply came in lie with her, usually her cunt, but sometimes her ass, and left. They revelled in being brutal, pinching her mammilla and even slapping her bloody and whipped slit. They always made a point of telling Tim what she felt like or which of her lower gob they were fucking. One man even wiped himself on her hair when he had finished in her ass and Paula could smack the mixing of cum and sweat and descent and ass juice. Eventually the men stopped coming and Paula began to trust that her ordeal was over.

The respite was brief. Four men entered, followed by two to a greater extent. Paula was blindfolded and although, unable to see, she could get a line the grunting that suggested that Tim was being gagged again.

"There she is. You know what to do ?"

"Yup"

"How Long"

"span of hours at least. You got the stuff to criticise her out ?"

Paula felt an injection in her arms and then cypher else for she had no way of knowing how long. When she awoke she was on a bed, although still in the same way, her face, chest and ass impudence scathe, not too badly, as though they had been spanked hard but her mammilla and cunt hurt like she had never felt it before. She sat good, looked down at herself and screamed.

Thick iron doughnut pierced her nipple, not the thin erotic piercings she had seen sometimes on her friend but heavy thick, slave-like rings. Across the top of her right breast in nigrify varsity letter at least an inch high was tattooed the word"CUM"and across her left breast the word"SLUT ”. Across the top of her mons were the words"CUNT FOR HIRE ”. She reached between her leg and felt a standardised ring to that in her mamilla through her button hood. She dared, and touched her cunt sassing but winced at the pain although she realised that she had been cleaned up while she was asleep. Her digit travelled down her lips slightly and she almost collapsed when she felt a hollow through one lip, A muddle held open by a alloy rim, like an loop on shoes, then she felt a endorsement and then a tertiary, there were three golf hole each position. Then as she moved her headland she suddenly realised that another smoothing iron ring of a similar size to that in her nipples was pierced through the septum of her nose and moved against her upper lip as it swung with each movement.

She saw a mirror on the wall near the bed and moved towards it and although she could get as far as standing by the bed she now became aware that there was an iron chain around her ankle which kept her attached. She looked down at it and knew that it was the sort of smoothing iron ankle chain of mountains that had kept hard worker in place in the South before the Civil War.

She looked into the mirror and saw the Christian Bible"CUM"on one face and"piss"on the other with the Good Book"DRINKER"across her top lip. In a DoS of repugnance she turned so that she could see her cover in the mirror and collapsed against the bed. The word"ASS"was on one buttock and"woman of the street"on the other with"ASS FOR HIRE"across her lower back.

"Oh God Paula, I'm so sorry"It was Tim.

Paula was crying and sobbing the words"I thought I was so clever, I was so convinced that it was a commodity idea, my idea, that nothing could go wrong. What have I done ? love graven image help me, what have I done ? ”. She looked and could see Tim in a batting cage about halfway across the room. They were both unaware of the threshold opening.

"You are arouse I see. I hope that you like the little enhancement we have added to your body."It was the leader, the man Jim. There were three other men who simply stood near the threshold watching.

Paula retreated to the box of the bed and tried to curl up into a ball. But she was pulled off. When the man released her ankle chain she tried to contend but he simply punched her in the stomach and then smashed the back of his hand into her face. She was dragged towards the midriff of the way and her legs stretched wide apart and fastened to blade pack in the floor. Her arm were hauled up and fastened so that she formed a debase ‘ X ’. She looked at the man for the kickoff meter, he was fit and hefty but his face was cold and cruel.

"I am sure your young man wants to watch this"he was manoeuvring Timmy's coop so that he was behind her.

She heard Tim shrieking"No"minute before the whip hit her. The man was an expert and over the next hr he used a mixture of implements and whipped her from neck to knee, straw man and back until her body was a good deal of red lines and chump and bruises, but he was an expert and ensured that she wouldn't pass out but stayed fully awake throughout.

Eventually he stopped and without a word of honor simply walked behind her and raped her anally while she hung there.

Paula was too weak to defy when she was finally taken down and fix spread-eagle to a low table. Her middle pleaded for mercy as a ring gag was forced into her mouth and shoulder strap buckled around her frontal bone to keep her head still. A funnel was pushed into the gag so that its contract end may just inside her teeth.

"Now little girlie you can either accept or drown. Your choice."

The men stood around Paula's heard and she saw them unzip themselves and suddenly realised that they were pissing into the funnel shape. She tried not to swallow up but had lilliputian choice and pledge what seemed the likes of gallons of the acrid liquid and when one of the men wanked into the funnel she drank that as well.

Over the next mean solar day Paula was used in every perverted way that a man's imagination can do up with even being forced to drink her own pee and eat her own jack. To persuade her of the latter they had been forced to cut off two of Tim's finger's breadth but they had then made her eat Tim's shit as well, and all the while the photographic camera was there, recording everything. A couplet of multiplication she passed out and awoke knowing she had been fucked while unconscious, ‘ nearest thing to fucking the dead'she had heard one man remark.

Paula was whipped and caned frequently by an almost endless progression of men, nameless faces she didn't recognise or even see after a piece. Many of the men wanted her ass but just as often they used her snatch as well, she just lost count of how many men used her openings. Some used her mouth but few spilt their germ in it although a identification number would use her ass then her mouth so she could try herself and then finally cum into one of her low-toned yap. Any sense of health or guard was ignored as they freely moved from one hole to another. She was tied in every position they could get her dead body into and still stimulate access to at to the lowest degree one hole and often left in bondage for hours. solid food and crapulence was minimal and, what she did get was often soaked in pee or had cum layered over it. After that first nighttime Tim was not kept in the room with her, simply brought back to view her use sometimes like when he was forced to give away on the level, or in her nutrient, for her to eat, something they seemed to particularly enjoy watching.

metre passed without any way of measuring it and it was completely without warning when, perhaps three calendar week later, Paula was whipped and caned ferociously until her breast, and thighs and rear were heavily marked and bleeding and then dragged back out of the cellar and bundled into a van. She had been made to shave herself smooth in the beginning of what she presumed was that day and she was still naked and cuffed at wrist and articulatio talocruralis. Tim already lay in the van and although cowed by his surrounding captors was otherwise unfettered in any way.

They were both unceremoniously thrown out into the same alleyway of a life earlier and it looked short different to when they had seen it last but when in his deliver exemption Tim stood and looked at the edge, naked, tattooed and pierced whore that had been his girlfriend, when he remembered all of the things that she had done, that he had seen her do, his venter turned. He looked at the missing two fingers of his hand and reached down to her. Paula thought he was going to help her but he simply pulled her to her human knee, pushed he face into the grime mattress to retain her quieten and brutally buggered her. When he had finished he stood, spat on her named physical structure and walked away. Paula knelt in the perspective of her net defilement in the alley and cried. It had seemed such a undecomposed scam… Once.

twenty-four hours later Tim found copies of the DVD recordings had been left in his coat air pocket. No faces were seeable except her's and his when he had fucked her front and back while she was unconscious mind, he thought them the gravid bend on he had ever seen .