Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                              Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 13

       Although Pradeep was still unable to have normal sex as a result of the terrible beating he had received less than a week ago, he was quite capable of gambling. Hari made sure that he received enough money to strengthen his addiction. Anita's son was now losing daily, adding some five to ten thousand rupees each day to the debt he owed the brothel owner. Meanwhile his loving, but foolish mother was laboring as a prostitute to free him from debt, totally unaware that her owner was guaranteeing that she would never be able to meet the obligations that Pradeep was accruing.

       After her double shift this evening she was taken to the theater, still reeking of sweat and semen with plenty of evidence dripping from both her lower entrances to assure the audience that she had been a very busy whore. Except for a sodden white garter belt and torn black hose, she was naked, her hairy cunt flecked with patches of dried cum from her various clients. Joining her on stage were three young and very attractive prostitutes, the oldest probably less than half her age. Their sleek firm bodies were displayed erotically by wisps of flimsy material strategically located to call attention to their melon-like breasts and shaven pubic mounds.

       The trio surrounded Anita and began insulting her, calling her a low born slut and unworthy to be a member of the brothel's sex staff. She was too tired to even be embarrassed by their comments. All the poor woman wished to do was leave and go to sleep in preparation for another sixteen hour plus day and night with a long line of clients eager to not only use her for their own needs, but many dedicated to humiliating and degrading her as well. The sex stimulants that she had been given during her shifts were rapidly wearing off.

       She was becoming accustomed to the physical portion of her job, even enjoying some of her sex partners, especially the ones with good self control who could provide her with an occasional orgasm to brighten her dreary existence as a whore. It was the ones who used her to take out their frustrations with mothers, sisters, aunts, wives, girlfriends, their miserable dead end lives, and secret feelings of inadequacy that frightened her. Those were the ones that left her feeling unclean.

       Anita was almost out on her feet and thus fair game for the trio of young whores. She never saw the blow that struck her across the bridge of her nose making her eyes fill with tears. While she was reacting to that, another of the trio stepped up and landed a vicious kick to Anita's crotch, her foot splitting the exhausted woman's blood engorged labia. The audience of men began shouting for the young prostitutes to teach the old tramp a lesson she'd never forget. One of Hari's henchmen handed a set of handcuffs to one of the attackers and it was a simple task to capture Anita's arms and twist them behind her back so she could be cuffed.

       " What should we do to this old trollop?" shouted one of the girls.

       The group of men yelled and waved their hands in an effort to get the attention of the three captors. There were so many of them talking and gesturing at the same time that it was sheer chaos. It was then that the brothel owner made his entrance and quieted the group so that he could be heard.

       " This one loves cock! She lives for cock! So forget about any suggestions that involve causing her pain or discomfort from being raped, no matter which of her three holes is used, even all at the same time. This old tramp is a greedy, selfish cunt who must be punished and brought low for being possessed by some demon from below the earth. I decree that she should be chastised by the women using whatever they wish to employ. To help in their decision I have prepared a selection of toys and discipling implements that might be utilized to show the demon that owns this creature of the folly of inhabiting her."

       He gave a sign to his men and they dragged a filthy mattress out to the stage and placed a box filled with sex toys and the like beside the mattress. Anita was no match for the trio of young whores who took advantage of her inability to defend herself. Her face was slapped repeatedly much to the delight of the men who urged the girls to be even rougher on the old trollop. Secretly many of them lusted for her body even now and in their fantasies it was they not the whores who were punishing her bare body on that stage.

       One of the trio balled her hands into fists and gave Anita a series of powerful blows to her belly and vulva to the cheers and applause of the audience. Another took handfuls of her abundant hair and began trying to tear them from her scalp as she screamed and sobbed from the pain and humiliation she was suffering. Finally a well placed knee to her groin doubled up Anita who then was pushed down onto the filthy mattress.

       One of the girls straddled her, digging her heels into Anita's sides while she punched her head and face with wild glancing blows to the delight of the audience. A few words from Hari calmed her down considerably, but didn't prevent her from throttling the older woman until her tongue protruded from her mouth. Meanwhile the two others were picking through the toys spread out beside the mattress. One girl selected a strap-on dildo that must have been a foot long and thick as a man's wrist. She held it up to the crowd who went mad with excitement. Her companion came up with a large wheel-type vibrator and made some gestures with it to show what she intended to do to her helpless victim. There was another roar of approval from the assembled group of sex crazed males.

       The one choking Anita now moved into a squatting position over her helpless opponent and used handfuls of her hair to hold Anita's head in place. It was then that some of the audience realized her intentions. Voices urged her to drown the old pig or make her swallow every drop of piss she released from her bladder. Her two companions came closer so they had a good view of this demeaning activity. One leaned over and threatened to scratch her eyes out if she didn't obey her every wish. Anita was too weak from her exhausting sixteen hour sex session at the brothel and now the rough handling she was getting from this trio of jealous prostitutes to struggle any longer. She groaned and opened her mouth wide to the delight of her tormentors and the assembled group of men who eagerly awaited her humiliation.

       Despite the best efforts of the brothel security people, they were unable to prevent the movement of their audience from the chairs to surrounding the filthy mattress upon which the degradation and humiliation of poor Anita was about to be played. A few of the bolder men removed their hard cocks from their trousers and shamelessly masturbated as they watched the stream of golden fluid squirt into Anita's open mouth. They cheered wildly as she swallowed once her mouth was full, but the shower of acrid liqiuid continued to flow from the prostitute's piss hole.

       Again and again Anita swallowed the foul tasting offering that seemed endless, as more and more men joined the ones stroking their hard pricks and wishing they were able to join in the golden shower she was receiving. Even Hari's trousers were showing a substantial tenting as he watched his newest sex slave being totally degraded. At that moment he had already decided that once she was finished here, he was going to have her taken back to his office so he could pound her senseless with his hard length of stiff meat. However Anita had many long hours ahead of her before the men would finally depart. Hari was going to enjoy breaking the news to her that she hadn't made any progress to date in reducing her son's gambling debt to him, in fact it was greater than before she agreed to work it off by selling her body.

       The one who gave Anita the golden shower was far from finished with her. She would prove to be an implacable foe of the poor woman, never giving her a moment's rest. She quickly turned around so she could lower her crotch onto the high class woman's face, forcing her to first lick off every drop of piss remaining on her smooth shaven vulva, and then demanding that Anita use her tongue and lips to orally satisfy her or suffer an even worse punishment. Meanwhile the one who had selected the strap-on was tightening the straps that held it tight against her crotch. The foot of hard rubber jutted from between her sleek thighs like a weapon, ready to be put to good use by the wearer.

       Since the third member of the trio was also ready to use her massive vibrator on Anita's hairy box, they needed some support to immobilize her legs so her crotch was available for all that wished to torment her sex organs, both external as well as internal. Hari tasked two of his henchmen to hold Anita's plump legs wide apart. They were so enthusiastic that they nearly split her in two, bringing a high pitched shriek of agony from their captive. That got the audience into a frenzy once more, and to calm the crowd of men Hari announced that there would be a drawing to see which of them would replace his men as the prostitutes' assistants.

       The two girls torturing her cunt worked out an arrangement that allowed both to give their captive everything she deserved. The one using the dildo amused herself by punching it as deep into Anita's sodden fuck channel as she could, bringing muffled gasps from her. This in turn interferred with the enjoyment that the one sitting on her face was experiencing as she urged her victim to even greater efforts to bring her to an orgasm. Once the one using the strap-on tired, she allowed her companion to have a turn on the helpless woman.

       Now it was the vibrating wheel that took its toll on Anita, grinding away at the cum flecked trough created by her blood engorged cunt lips. The pulsating wheel was so powerful that even the insides of Anita's plump thighs were fluttering. The men also noticed this and made all sorts of obscene comments about what a depraved tramp and sex maniac Anita must be to enjoy this sort of treatment. After making almost a dozen passes with the giant vibrator, the girl sat back and let her companion have a turn seeing how much damage she could do to the sex organs contained within Anita's body.

       First a few warm-up thrusts, then she took a deep breath and drove the hard rubber phallus more than half way up Anita's birth canal. The one using her face made sure that she smothered her victim to prevent her screams from gaining any sympathy from the men observing her punishment. The pain and suffering continued for a lengthy period as the two took turns tormenting her hairy pubes and that oozing twat. By then the two henchmen had been replaced by a pair of eager members of the audience who amused themselves by seeing how much they could twist Anita's plump legs just to add to her discomfort.

       The trio amused themselves by having Anita lick the head of the dildo and the vibrator wheel clean of her pussy juice and the rest of whatever was dripping from her asshole and twat. They took turns using the wheel vibrator to flatten her pillowy tits and turn them into quivering mounds of fat from the low frequency output of the toy. They ran it up and down the inside of her thighs laughing as her skin and the flesh beneath pebbled and rippled from the energy being pumped into that region of her body. They even ran it slowly over her face and spent many long minutes running it back and forth across her bee-stung lips until they were swollen and raw.

       Another of her tormentors was now wearing the dildo and forcing Anita to make love to it as if it were a real cock. She made the nearly hysterical woman lick, suck and kiss it as the hard rubber toy made its journey from her mouth down into her throat where it soon cut off her air and threw her into a panic that brought laughter from the men surrounding the mattress. The wheel was now moving between her plump ass cheeks, pressing down into the sensitive flesh between them before moving from there to her fat lipped cunt. Her assailant put plenty of muscle into making that buzzing machine grind the soft pulpy flesh of her twat until it felt as if it was being turned into raw meat. Poor Anita was in such a predicament that she was unable to even scream to let the audience know just what terrible pain she was enduring.

       The worst had not yet come to pass. Anita's ears were twisted and pinched until they were purple and swollen grotesquely. Her nose and lips received the same cruel treatment; one of the girls even went so far as to nip her lip with her teeth, drawing a drop of blood that set the men into a frenzy that took all of Hari's reputation and authority to finally quell. He gave the girl who had perpetrated this violation of his orders a look that spoke volumes. For her punishment she would be spending the weekend servicing the rough trade, the absolute lowest rung on the brothel ladder.

       Hari did however allow the girls to continue brutalizing Anita, and they lost no time making her totally miserable. Her big tits were stretched and twisted cruelly, the nipples receiving even more punishment as they were yanked to their limit, squeezed flat and twisted into strange shapes as she grunted, gasped, screamed and begged for mercy. For a time two of the girls literally chewed on her fat tits, leaving a trail of tooth marks in their wake, but not breaking the skin. By the beginning of her shift Anita's breasts would be swollen and covered with purplish bruises from the girls gnawing on her big tits. The insides of her plump thighs were also treated to this same type of attack. The men were almost out of control as they watched this canibalistic assault taking place.

       The brothel owner realized that his control over the men  was tenuous at best, and decided to shift their focus to something else. While two more from the audience were chosen to take over the job of holding Anita's legs apart, he signaled for one of the girls to use the dildo to sodomize Anita. This one knew how to control the men a little better than he did. She donned the strap-on and made a slow trip around the mattress, thrusting her hips to make the dildo bounce erotically against her shaven cunt. She even allowed them to put their hands on it and stroke its hard surface as she licked her lips and fluttered her tongue out to make them even more excited. More than one would return the next day seeking to have her body at their disposal.

       She ordered the two holding Anita's legs to bend then back and down towards her head so her asshole could be easily breached. The men went wild and cheered. A few called out for her to "make the slut bleed". She pranced and made the dildo bounce even more violently in response to their urging. She crouched and placed the head of the dildo against Anita's unblinking brown eye. Once, then again she feigned an attack on her victim's dripping hole.

       Now taking a deep breath, she thrust her hips forward and with her hand guided the tip of the hard rubber to the center of that chocolate starfish. She counted aloud to three and then began pummeling Anita's asshole with quick thrusts that soon moved the head of the toy past the ring of muscle protecting her rectum. Even though Anita had been sodomized frequently during her long shift, this monster was unlike anything she had experienced previously.

       To the poor woman this was an agonizing process as the dildo slowly worked its way into her rectum. The girl kept up the pressure and inch by terrible inch it moved deeper and deeper into her anal cavity. Anita was frantic by now, feeling as if any moment her rectum would collapse, ending her life in a shower of blood as her intestines ruptured. This fiendsh torture continued and was made worse by the girl's method of stopping every few minutes to regain her strength, then pulling back until just the head of that terrible toy was stretching Anita's anal passageway to its limit. Then with a loud cry, the girl would slam the monster back down into her victim's gaping asshole and grin as Anita screamed and shrieked in agony and terror.

       The men grew closer to the writhing woman, their eyes narrowed and breathing heavy with excitement as they waited for something terrible to happen to this sweaty, naked, middle-aged woman with those big tits and hairy pussy. Her screams were unending, her voice beginning to crack from the strain she was putting on her vocal cords. Still they waited for signs of blood on the thick length of hard material that burrowed deeper and deeper between her plump, rounded ass cheeks. One of the men saw it first, a trace of red on the dildo as it glided from her gaping asshole.

       "She bleeds! She bleeds! The old tramp is going to die soon, and good riddance!" 

       His cry brought a stillness over the room and even stopped the girl using the dildo from her activity. Hari felt a shiver run through his body. Had he overplayed his hand? Was this the beginning of the end for his victim?

                         ( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )