Donna

                                                                     DONNA

                                                                     CHAPTER 4  CAMP FIRE STORY

                                                        by roccodadom44

                                                        roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

 

   Body sore all over, the cuts were stinging, my ribs had a dull throbbing pain shooting through them, throat dry and raw from the piss swilling and puking, both of my feet were swollen from the boys foot stompling, but my cock was throbbing in a good way.  Freak of the year thats me, I was on fire replaying the humiliation and pain dealt my way.  It only took ten strokes, and my little fella, shot its tiny, impotent load, I was that overstimulated.

   I used the pond to clean off, again, the cold shocked,  then soothed my sore body. Silently, I got both fires burning low, prepped breakfast for six, ate a large breakfast, swallowed a few pain killers, anitbiotics, antidiahrea, plenty of water. I needed to give myself the best chance to survive this week,  I knew in a short time, I was gonna catch hell, from six sadists. There was a symphony of snores, farts,  mumblings coming from the tents, I figured I had sometime.

  Realizing all the tents roofs were off, I needed to feed my peeping tom jones,  I went and looked in each screened roof, all ready hard at doing this,  the real chance that I would get caught, that could be hot. The first tent contained Dave and Donna, naked in each others arms, his cock looking perfect, lain across his stomach, her legs spread, just enough, to let me see that her cunt was still open from Daves rutting. God, she had such nice breasts, I wanted so bad to suck them, but that happened so rarely, I discounted it.

  The next tent was real wild,  I was stroking my wee wee, at the scene, below me. Julie, was sprawled, naked, between all three boys,  her body was a mess of dried cum stains,  all three boys had throbbing, massive, leaking cocks, even though they slept, soundly. I would remove my balls with a rusty pair of clippers, for the chance to spend one night like that, that undeserving skany cunt. Her sleeping smile of satisfaction rankled me,  I hoped Dave kicked her ass, though seeing as he was getting Donna, I think he was content.

  Fucking figures Dave got up first, sour puss, not even a good morning. He simply ordered me to my knees, pissed down my throat, with that hateful, Im better than you, look  on his face. As he used my mouth, to clean his funky cock, he told me, " You pitiful coward, today the real shit comes your way, get ready to be fucked up." The threats scared me, but I wasnt surprised that I was going to get clobbered,  anyhows, I was to busy trying to savor every lingering taste of Donnas cunt, from Dangerous Daves meaty cock.

After I made him coffee, thank god the miserable bastard went down to the water to fish, I didnt want to be around him,  knew he would really hurt me before the week was over, that boy had a lot of anger,  I supected he really was pissed at Julie, and her slutty ways. That I could hear her moaning in the boys tent, made me smile with hope that shit would erupt and I could hang in the shadows, so to speak. Dave was pacing back and forth by the waters edge, was he killing time fishing, or was he pacing in anger, because he had to just hear Julie shout, "Both of you stuff your cocks in me, come on fuckers," that was hot.

   Religious, that was the experience when the boys lined up,  I took each piss load, then cleaned their awesome cunt and shit juice coated cocks. Jesus, they were all studs,  I wanted to stay like this all day, they wanted breakfast, they won. After I fed the boys, they joined Dave fishing , I tried to blend in to the background, for now. Donna and Julie changed that, as they both pissed me,  fed me their oh so stinky cum filled cunts,  their dirty saucy shit chutes. Wow, it was a buffet fit for a pervert, thats me.

   They ate and then Donna and Julie went to the showers down the road, after teasing the guys with a little cunt on cunt sucking,  I was hot watching those two eat each other, while the guys cheered them on.  I was busy cleaning the tents, airing out the sleeping bags, trying to stay busy,  out of the boys sight. Didnt work, they got bored fishing,  figured it was time to give me some shit. "Hey tiny dick, get over here,:" snapped Brian,  I was there, on my knees, surrounded by three mean teens,and a sourpuss Dave. As I knelt, trembling, I could feel their collective disgust,  really, who could blame them.

   Dave gave each of the boys a fish hook, Oh, fuck this is gonna be bad. "Lets fuck him up before the girls can stop us," chuckled Dave,  as he stood in front of me, looking down on me, as if I were dog shit, he ordered, "Tongue out, asshole." Even though I knew this would hurt, Dave terrified me, there I was tongue out as far as possible, just waiting for the pain. Didnt have to wait long, Dave rammed the hook brutally through my  tongue, near the tip. Fuck it hurt,  I had fished enough to know the hook would be tough to get out, so I figured it was there for awhile. Whenever Dave tied his fishing rod to the hook, I was getting ready to freak out.

   Boys being Boys, they needed to get their fun,  soon I had a hook through each nipple, and one through my sensitive cock glans. Real tears streamed down my face as the guys teased me,  spit was flying. Jesus, know one loves being spit on more that me, but this was insane, how the fuck can these kids have so much juicy saliva. Dave had a plan,  it kills me to admit, but it was nasty, so, when Donna and Julie returned from showering the sight that awaited them, sent them into fits of laughter and joy.

  The guys had spread out in a circle around me, as they all reeled in their fishing rods, I was being pulled four ways, by my tongue, tits, and dick. It was intense, and I hoped my body stayed in one piece. "Thats an ugly fish," cackled Donna, "Throw that fucker back,"  the guys did. They untied their rods, but left the hooks on me, tossed me into the drink, I was getting used to this. As I stood in the water, I took stock,  my nipples were bloody and throbbing, my tongue was swollen,  my cock was on fire from the hook embedded in the tip. The fuckers made me beg to get out of the pond, while they threw rocks at me.

  "If you eat the these worms, you can get out,otherwise, you are spending the day in there," Brian smirked, while holding out the box of slimy, wiggling night crawlers. Fuck, this sucks, but I wanted to get out,  I was hoping they would take the hooks out of me. They were ugly and fat, but I ate the seven worms, Brian gave me, while the others laughed and joked at my condition. "Look, the worm is eating worms," snickered Julie, and Dave added, "Wow, his prick is pratically nonexistent,"  every one got a laugh at my pond shrunken half inch pecker. The worms were as nasty as you would think, fat, slimy, and they tasted horrible, like spoiled meat. but I could use the protein.

  Well, they did let me out,  they even cut the hooks off of me, roughly,  then I was drinking everyones piss loads, while kneeling, even Donna and Julie pissed me like this, I was full and coated, perfect, though I was going to puke soon. Worms and piss can cause that. So, I lay there, hurting in  the dirt,as everyone got ready for the day. A brutal kick from Donnas booted foot to my balls, got my attention, my undivided attention. "On your knees asshole," she screamed,  I did,  the others gathered around. "We are going hiking for the day, you will do the laundry, clean the site,  have a huge supper ready for us, later today," Donna ordered, then she turned to the others, "Lets all give him a stomping, so he wont miss us to much." No one needed any encouragement. The kicks were many and brutal, I was gasping, bleeding, stunned. There was puke shooting out of my mouth as they continued the all out boot assault. Then they were gone, leaving me pummelled in the dirt, quite on the edge of lunacy.

I must of laid there an hour, just dazed and weeping, mind racing, would I survive this week? My right nipple was torn from the fish hook, my tongue was swollen, so that my words were lispy. Josh, I finally realized had a foot stomp fetish, every time the hunk got near me, he was smashing my toes with his heavy hard engineer boots. That got me hard,  I started pulling my sore pecker, dreaming of Josh owning me,wallowing in the dirt, truly, I am a pig.

  Its funny how easily I got on with the day, ignoring the pain and getting the chores done, while also trying to tend to my many cuts and bruises. My right nipple looked bad, I figured it was always going to be ruined,  when I rememberd that Josh had done that, I knew he was a real sadist,  in some way that made me respect him. He knew what he wanted and he did it, that he wanted to brutalize me, all the better. Jesus, there was a lot of laundry and the washers were a half mile walk, fucking great. Of course getting to sniff six pairs of dirty socks, and six pairs of dirty underwear, almost made it all worthwhile. Julies red silk panties had an awesome aroma, like she hadnt washed in years, dirty slag.

  Knowing the gang was hiking all day, I made a huge dinner, burgers, dogs, beans, potatoe salad, and a tray of campfire brownies. As the afternoon wore on, I was getting more and more frazzled, as I sensed a coming storm of pain and abuse, yes, my tiny pecker was excited, but the rest of me was wary, real wary. they sounded exuberant, as I could hear them singing as they came up the road. that they were singing When the whip comes down by the Stones, didnt help to soothe me, at all. Fuck they all had bull whips, and as they came to me, Donna told me about the hunting store, and leather shop.

  Jesus it was brutal, I was really scared, as I hung by my wrists, from a branch,  they all whipped me senseless, my body a mass of welts, crisscrossing everywhere. Fuck, Fuck, it hurt,  everyone was laughing at me,  spitting on me, it was intense, all that hate and loathing directed at me, I came when Brian scored a direct lash to my balls,  it was the most intense mix of pain and pleasure ever, I passed out, total black, lights out, didnt come to for five minutes. They had cut me down,  Donna and Julie worked my cuts into shape, using ointment,  swabs of antiseptics, which burnt fierce, but they were touching me,  that was so powerful, to feel Donnas and Julies naked bodies rubbing against my worthless ruined flesh, arms and legs, and occasional tit, on me was so hot. Donna told me my cum had shot at least five feet, I had cum so hard,  when she told me she was proud of me, I cried, and the guys laughed,  Donna ordered them to go fishing. She and Julie spent and hour or so being nice to me,  it made the whole thing worth it, I came twice just being close to them, I was so overloaded with sexual fury.

The rest of the trip was much calmer, as if Donna made a decsion not to completely destroy me, not now anyways,  I loved her for her goodness. She could have let the guys go wild,  they would have seriously hurt me,  Im sure she wanted to see it, but she knew I was more valuable as a maid and caretaker for her and Brian, she could be quite rational at times, balanced by violent, sadistic furies unleashed on yours truely. It was a bit bizzare, but it was real, and thats that. They used me for oral sex, to swallow their piss,  I still did all the stuff at the site,  when they left, they simply got in the truck,  drove off, not even a goodbye, leaving me to haul everything down, drive home, broken, hurting, alone, naturally.

   It had been a great adventure,  I thought that Donna really showed me her ability to lead, everyone just followed her, no questions, that was pretty cool, to be around that person. Brian showed me how much he enjoyed doleing out pain,  I knew he would get heavier with me,  this scared and excited me. If I never saw Dave again, that would be to soon, I hated him,  enjoyed the fact that Julie wasnt really in love with him,  I hoped she divorced him, for a huge black guy, that would be fun. Dave was a dull, boring, clod,  he knew this, I knew this,and Julie knew this,  someday he would get his,  I would laugh at the justice, as he had been outlandishly mean to me all week,  everyone else had at least been civil to me, at times, rare times. Julie, I still dug her, but didnt hold her in the same light, she paled next to Donna, a true superior woman. That she had gottten nasty with me, turned me on,  I knew it had scared Dave,  that turned me on more. Carl was a bit white bread a natural follower, and he left no real impression on me, just another person to abuse me.

   Last but not least was Josh, and I was infatuated by him, he was a fucking lunatic, but a calm, sensible one. The last night, the gang had staked me out on the ground, spread eagle, so I would suffer the mosquitoes,  late into the night Josh had appeared and as he forced me to eat his tasty ass. He whispered out how much he wanted to get me alone,  I came eating his ass, listening to his longings to brutalise me. It was intense, when he pissed down my throat,  then face fucked me, causing me to puke repeatedly,  cumming in my mouth, to both of our joys. If that wasnt true love, or something, I dont know what is, and I obviously dont.

                                                                                               the end