“Another day of rave reviews!”

Katy was happy to hear the men who looked after her for once. She hated the things they said about her, especially the more raunchy of the two, but it hopefully meant the day was ending.

“It’s crazy, usually people are always complaining about the urinals not working here, but you’ve completely fixed that.”

Katy couldn’t respond, but she listened closely and maintained her posture as she’d been trained. Despite everything she’d been through this weekend, she was now a urinal, and urinals sit up straight, swallow piss, and remain silent.

Despite the dirt and smells surrounding her, Katy had found some peace in knowing there was nothing she could do about it, but that didn’t stop her from wishing she was back home in Justin’s bathroom.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar chuckle. Katy listened closely as another set of footsteps approached her.

“I hear you’ve had quite a nice time here,” Justin said as he returned.

Katy was over the moon excited to hear Justin’s voice, but she knew she couldn’t do anything to show it, urinals are emotionless she had been trained. Her breathing picked up slightly, which Justin had come to listen for, and he could see the subtle flinch of her waist as she clenched on the anal dildo and tried desperately for any feeling against her pussy.

Justin approached her, unzipping his pants to relieve himself.

“Sorry everyone, it was a long car ride and didn’t have time to stop, but I’m sure she’s happy to recognize a familiar taste.”

Katy quickly swallowed Justin’s piss as it rushed into the funnel and down her throat. She didn’t have any other option but to enjoy his gift in hopes that he’d show her mercy down the road since she made it through this terrible experience.

As he zipped his pants up, Justin turned back towards the men.

“So, no issues I assume?”

“Not at all, she swallowed every drop and was a hit with everyone. Never seen anything like it. I mean, I’ve seen a bitch drink piss once or twice, but not like this. This one really is a urinal.”

“Yeah, the other joined in, she just slept on the floor in that filthy ass stall and then kneeled here all day swallowing. Quite a grim weekend if you ask me.”

Justin had a huge smile as he looked closer at the dirt and grime caked on Katy’s skin from laying on the bathroom floor each night. It was amazing to see how they had treated her when she was nothing but an object to them.

“By the way,” one of them spoke up, “we even found leaving that remote out helped fill the tip jar even quicker.”

Justin was caught off guard. “Tip jar?”

“Yeah, we figured people could throw a couple bucks in to go towards repairing the plumbing in here.”

They all paused, looking at each other before busting out laughing.

Justin caught himself from the laughter. “Huh…you know what. Why don’t you all just pocket that cash and I’ll loan you this one here more often.”

Katy wanted to scream the second she heard what Justin had just offered. She prayed that it was a joke as they all started laughing again, but she wasn’t able to see anything and certainly wasn’t in a position to negotiate.

“What did you have in mind,” one of the men asked.

“Well,” Justin said, “I’ve taken a new job that requires me to travel some, so perhaps she can spend the weekend here once a month?”

Katy tried to hold back her tears behind her blindfold hood as the men graciously thanked Justin. She hated laying on the nasty harsh floor here, the smell of an unclean men’s room, the anal electrocutions…the only part she had found solace in was the piss.

“Hey,” Justin smiled, “you guys want to see something wild?”

Both of the men quickly nodded and smiled, waiting in anticipation.

Just slowly leaned down and inserted a special key only he had into Katy’s chastity belt. Slowly he removed the large lock and released its grip from her crotch. Katy couldn’t see but she felt a subtle rush of air against her pussy, letting her know it was free, followed by the discomfort of her massive anal dildo slowly sliding out after 3 days.

“Holy fuck,” the men both stepped forward and leaned down to inspect, shocked at the girl kneeling before them.

Justin held up the dildo for the guys to see, laughing at their shock.

“That thing is huge,” one of them said, “and looks rigid as hell.”

The other nodded in agreement, “yeah I would imagine it’s pretty fucking uncomfortable even when it’s not shocking your insides.”

Justin laughed and smiled. “Yep, it’s 8.5 inches of solid metal. The weight and girth make it impossible for her to forget, as if the electricity wasn’t enough.”

They all laughed. Amazed that she was living life with the massive object inside her ass at all times while being completely unable to touch her pussy.

“But she liked it,” Justin assured them. “She had a blast here…didn’t you?” He loved knowing the question was rhetorical, and slowly gave a gentle tug on the padlock going through her right nipple, causing Katy to exhale shakily in pleasure at the pathetically simple and small pleasure.

She hated this vile experience, yet at the same time he was right, she had never been more turned on before.

The men leaned down to admire her pink swollen pussy, now having been completely denied any pleasure, stimulation, or even touch for the last 6 months. It was glistening with precum, giving a clear conclusion that she was in fact turned on by everything she’d just endured.

“Insane, I can’t believe she’s hot and bothered by all this,” one of the men said.

“Well, thanks again Justin,” the other spoke up. “Now let’s get out of here, we don’t exactly enjoy the smell like she does.”

They all laughed and the two men began to walk out. Justin slowly pressed the massive dildo back into Katy’s ass, smiling as she subtly squirmed from the discomfort, but knowing she had no way to resist.

Next, he secured her chastity belt, locking it up tight and smiling as her pussy remained completely ignored and denied.

Slowly, he pulled Katy to her feet and led the blindfolded urinal outside to the car waiting in the alley.

Katy sat down, feeling the pressure against her ass, but welcoming the first time she’d smelled something other than a dirty men’s room in days.

Just before he shut the door, Justin leaned in towards her…

“Don’t worry,” he whispered to Katy, “I’ve already arranged for your ex Tom to move into my spare bedroom, so you can have twice as much piss when I’m here, and so he can use you himself the rest of the time while I’m gone.”

Katy wanted to cry of embarrassment, disgust, and denial, but at the same time, she had never been hornier and more turned on, and she could feel herself leaking out from her chastity belt despite it all.

She wanted to cum, but deep down she loved her new life.

She was truly nothing more than a piss whore.

The van jerked forward and began to drive.

Emma had no clue where she was headed, as always. She was alone, restrained by her collar to the floor of an inconspicuous van in the large cargo area…with no windows, light, or concept of time.

She was well aware of what she’d signed up for, though many days it felt far from voluntary.

As AI took over entire industries, and self-driving cars changed the landscape of entire cities, many people were forced out of their jobs. Emma was one of them.

Now, she spent her 12 hour shift every day, locked into a collar and making just $15 per hour, being whisked all over town in the back of a self-driving van owned by MobileHoles.

Her job was simple. A man, or the occasional woman, would request her via the mobile app. The van would automatically bring her to them for their requested 20 minute window.

They could use her however they pleased.

Each user got a unique code that allowed them to open the door once to enter, and once to exit. A 2 minute warning notification would let them know when their time was almost up, while the late fees and tips went directly to the van company, never to Emma.

When her shift began at 3pm, she had to be completely naked and have her collar on and connected to the chain. Once in place, it would automatically lock at the start of her 12 hour shift, and remain locked until the end. If she was even a second late, she would not get paid for the first hour, despite still being required to perform.

Cameras in the van allowed AI to monitor her and ensure complete cooperation and obedience to the users and company policies. Any infractions would result in pay deductions or legal ramifications.

She was never permitted to sit on the bench, speak, or resist. She was also required to keep her van spotless for each customer, which often meant licking up any spilt cum.

Over the 12 hours, it was very common for Emma to have at least 12-15 customers. She had begun to recognize a few repeats week after week, but the rule that she remained speechless ensured there was never any emotion attached.

Some of them were gentle with her, simply needing a quick way to get some release, but others saw her as an object to take out their frustrations on after a long day. She never knew what she was going to get when the keypad beeped and the door opened.

All she could do was wait patiently for the next customer of MobileHoles.

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Anthony continued to work his dick in and out a few more times slowly before pausing. Stella couldn’t believe the intensity of feelings back there.

“You know,” he said to Stella rhetorically, “they said this lube would make me rock hard and last longer…but what really got my attention was that they said it would burn like shit for you.”

Stella sniffled and tried to hide the fact that her eyes were watering as she muscled through the pain. She couldn’t believe how bad her ass hurt from the plug, lube, and his cock as he continued to roughly fuck her deeply.

“I’ve literally never felt anything like this before, it’s amazing,” he added. “What do you say bitch?”

Stella winced and tried to speak to avoid upsetting him.

“Thank you sir…for….for fucking my ass.”

“Why?”

“Because I deserve it sir, please enjoy my hole.”

“Shutup bitch!”

Anthony lifted his foot and pressed it down onto Stella’s face, pushing her roughly against the ground as he continued to slam his cock in and out of her ass.

The pain in her ass was relentless, but Stella’s whines were now simply muffled by Anthony’s sole. She desperately wanted him to finish, but the lube was working its magic to ensure he lasted even longer than normal.

“God,” he laughed as he continued to slam his cock deep inside her. “Your hole feels so good. I can’t believe you finally found your true purpose in life.”

Stella shut her eyes as if the contacts hadn’t already been in control of her vision. She wanted to think of something else, anything else. Stella tried not to think about it, but between the burning in her ass and the feeling of him slamming inside her balls deep so rapidly, it was impossible.

She couldn’t believe it, but all her mind could think about was his cock. Had she truly been brainwashed so much that her happy place was Anthony’s cock, or was it simply the denial deep inside her secured pussy getting the best of her.

Suddenly, he pulled his cock out and laughed as he looked down at Stella’s bright red and gaping hole.

“Looks like it didn’t take long to loosen you up now did it?”

Carefully, he removed his foot from her face and laughed as she gasped and moaned.

Stella couldn’t believe the pain she was in, yet somehow now she felt empty and incomplete.

“What do you say bitch?”

“Thank you sir, thank you for fucking my ass. Thank you for letting me please you.”

“Ha,” he chuckled, “you think I’m done?”

Stella was shocked as he quickly flipped her around onto her back. She couldn’t stand the discomfort of it with her arms stuck behind her, but unfortunately she was still familiar with this position by now.

Anthony squirted more of the special lube onto his cock and stroked it momentarily, laughing as he lined up his rock hard cock with Stella’s abused asshole.

He slowly pressed it in deep, smiling as he watched her cringe once again with a fresh dose of burning and itching deep inside her ass.

Stella could feel his massive cock wiggling inside her as he tried to get it as deep as possible, enjoying watching her trying to hide her reaction.

Anthony looked down and laughed, “I can’t believe you’re so committed to staying a virgin, but man does your ass tell a different story.”

Smack!

Stella winced as he smacked her left breast harshly.

“Thank you sir.”

Smack! He quickly hit the other even harder.

“Thank you sir.”

“Do you want more bitch?”

“Yes, please sir,” she said reluctantly, “please teach me a lesson for misbehaving in the past sir.”

Anthony smacked Stella’s breasts again, then smacking her cheek and alternating between his options to hit her.

“What about now bitch?”

“Thank you sir. Thank you for giving me the treatment I deserve.”

“What do you want now you stupid whore?”

“Please sir, please fuck my ass sir, please!”

“But I thought it hurt?”

“Sir…I want your cock sir please fuck me sir. I deserve the pain sir, just please fuck my ass.”

Anthony laughed and rammed his cock deeper with all his might before returning to a rapid pounding of her already aching asshole. He relentlessly fucked Stella for several more minutes laughing as she cried and whined, continuing to thank him repeatedly.

Finally, Anthony slammed his cock deep into Stella and came. She dared not to move an inch, despite the intense sensations between the lube, depth, and his force.

She waited silently as she felt spurt after spurt of cum filling her inside. As he slowly pulled his cock out he laughed and smiled at the intense orgasm he’d just experienced.

“Thank you sir for giving me your cum,” she immediately and graciously said.

“Fucking whore,” Anthony laughed looking down at Stellas abused body on the ground in front of him, shooting a wad of spit down onto her chest.

He reached down and roughly pressed the butt plug back into her aching asshole. Within seconds the plug began to electrocute her ass once again, already at work to tighten it back up.

Anthony pulled Stella back to her knees. She was still shaking and gasping, but she knew what was coming.

“Do you think you’ve earned a taste of my cock bitch?”

“Please sir, please let me suck your cock?”

“Why should I?”

Stella was exhausted and ready to pass out, but she also was experiencing emotions like never before and needed to satisfy them the only way she knew how…by satisfying him.

“Please sir, I want to show you how sorry I am sir, please let me clean your cock off.”

Suddenly, he pulled her forward and forced his cock into Stella’s mouth. She eagerly sucked as the massive member as he worked it down her throat.

Stella couldn’t believe its size as he continued to gag her with it and laugh. She worked to ensure she got every last drop of cum from him and then some.

She was exhausted but Anthony continued to fuck her throat and laugh. She quickly realized he loved getting himself all the way in and making her lick his balls until she almost passed out from needing air.

Finally, he pulled out his cock one last time and laughed at her kneeling there desperate for more and less all at once.

“I want you to continue to beg and apologize once again. You will not stop until I tell you.”

Stella kneeled there before Anthony and began to beg as he stroked his cock.

“Please sir, I am absolutely worthless.”

“Sir, I want you to hurt me so I can show you I am sorry.”

“Please accept my holes as an apology sir.”

“This is the life I deserve forever sir…”

Suddenly, Stella felt a shot of cum straight across her cheek. Within seconds, several more painted her face and chest from Anthony as he shot his load onto her.

“Shutup whore,” he said as he finished.

He stepped back to admire Stella’s body on her knees before him. Her ass ruined and aching, her front and back red from the impacts, and her face coated in a thick layer of his cum.

Anthony pressed a button and the chain attached to Stella’s collar began to hoist back up. Within seconds, she was forced to her feet and balanced there in silence.

She was about to pass out but she waited in the center of the room, legs spread and on display for Anthony once more.

She listened as a few shutter sounds clearly indicated he’d taken some photos. Stella was terrified where they’d end up, but at this point it wasn’t like she had much else to lose.

She couldn’t stop thinking about Anthony as his cum sat deep in her ass and continued to dry on her face. She couldn’t believe that the little black kid she once bullied growing up in school was now a man…a man that had just used her and punished her like that.

There was a knock at the door before the princesses walked back in. Stella still couldn’t see them, but she was relieved at the sound of their voices.

“Well,” one of them said, “how was she?”

Anthony chuckled as he picked up his pants. “She’s come a long way, I’m impressed with everything you all have done.”

“Glad to hear,” the other said. “She was apologetic?”

“Definitely,” Anthony said, “she responds well to punishments, so I think you’re on the right track with all those.”

“Well we are certainly gracious you could be here,” the princess said, glancing at Anthony’s well endowed cock still taking its time to soften. “I’m sure Fuck Hole enjoyed seeing you as well.”

“I can’t believe she gave up her own pussy just to get fucked in the ass forever,” he said.

“Can we show you something?”

One of the princess walked him back towards Stella, still hanging in the middle of the room silently trying not to listen to their conversation, despite being the subject of it.

She pointed down at Stella’s locked pussy. “If you look closely, she is actually quite aroused right now.”

Anthony leaned down and looked. Sure enough, between Stella’s tightly placed piercings, he could see her wetness giving away her little secret.

“Fuck,” he laughed. “So she’s just horny as hell but can’t do anything about it?”

“Well, she can get fucked in the ass,” the princess joked sarcastically.

Anthony laughed with them as he leaned back up and admired his cum all over Stella’s face and chest. He knew she could hear them, which made the mental torment that much sweeter.

He took one last good look at Stella. Anthony knew deep down that surely there’s no way she ever would have agreed to this predicament on her own. Fucking Stella like was one thing, but leaving her with these sick twisted people for the rest of her life was truly the ultimate revenge.

He shook hands with the princesses and left the room, knowing he’d likely never see Stella again, but as she waited there with his cum plugged deep inside her ass and dripping from her face, he left satisfied knowing she’d surely never forget him now.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Readers: This chapter was written with an ending that allows you to exit the story if you wish. I tried to offer a clean break if you are wishing to move on at this time. However, I still get tons of messages asking me to keep it going and I will. Stella has some additional torments to discover, modifications to endure, and life changes to come to terms with as we continue...if you so desire.

There was a loud banging knock at her door, startling Claire as she jumped off the couch.

“Police,” a deep voice shouted, “open up!”

She was worried this was coming. It had been nearly 60 days since the judgement against her, but she was never going to be able to repay the debt. Her car insurance had lapsed, and even though it was an accident, she was still at fault. She’d hoped she could set up a payment plan, but the amounts his attorney demanded were too high.

Claire slowly opened the door to find 3 officers and the man's attorney.

“Claire Roberts, Under the Debt Service & Seizure Act, your assets are now property of the Sheriff’s Department due to an unpaid debt in the case of Tyler Jones vs Claire Roberts. You will now be taken into custody to be seized for any remaining balance.”

Her eyes watered as one of the officers stepped behind her and began to cuff her hands. She shivered as the cool metal handcuffs locked tightly into place, and she was led out to the police car in nothing but a sports bra and some leggings.

Claire watched through the window as they quickly brought out all of her belongings and placed them in the back of a box truck to be itemized and totaled up.

Within 20 minutes, everything she owned was now driving off into the distance, and she was on her way to find out what it was worth.

As the police cruiser came to a halt at the station, Claire was led inside where she was fingerprinted and given a white jumpsuit to change into.

Claire stared at the two officers as they clearly didn’t intend to leave. She slowly slid off her top and then her leggings, trying to move quickly and keep some shred of dignity as they observed her naked body.

Once they were done photographing her, she was placed into a small cell with nothing but a steel bench, a toilet, and a buzzing light above until she could discover her fate.

Claire didn’t sleep that night. She laid there with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling in desperation of mercy for what was to come.

Finally, it was time.

The door buzzed as they opened it and placed Claire’s hands back behind her securely, before placing cuffs around her ankles with minimal slack as well.

She was led down a few cold and sterile hallways before a door opened and she was brought into a court room.

Claire sat on a bench to the side quietly, observing the many people in the audience waiting. Beside her were two other women about her age, a young man, and an older woman all in the same predicament.

The room quieted as the judge entered and took his seat.

“Order in the court.”

“Our first case today will be Gary Jones vs Sean Smith.”

Claire watched as the young man beside her was pulled forward and placed on his knees in the center of the room.

The plaintiffs attorney looked sharp, which was quite ironic since his client appeared to be an older, heavier, grumpier man. She wasn’t sure of the crime, but she hoped for the young man’s sake it was thrown out.

Suddenly, Claire heard the gavel bang down and she realized she had missed the entire process while she was busy judging these people.

Tears rolled down the young man's face as he was ushered through a door and the attorney and his client followed.

Claire realized she needed to pay attention so she could try to fight this insane injustice.

“The next case is Tyler Jones vs Claire Roberts.”

One of the officers quickly pulled Claire to her feet. She was horrified it was already her turn but she cooperated as they placed her on her knees in the middle of the court room.

She hadn’t met Tyler yet. He was the person she hit. His attorney seemed to deal with everything and since she was unconscious at the scene of the accident, she hopefully never would.

“Your honor,” his attorney began, “as you can see on the judgement, Ms. Roberts owes my client $130,000 and has failed to make payment.”

“And assets have been seized?”

“Yes, your honor, the Sheriff's Department has processed $825 of physical assets and $62.43 in a bank account.”

Claire couldn’t believe it. Everything she owned was somehow only worth $825 dollars, and they still felt the need to humiliate her for what was left in her account.

“As a result, we request that under the Debt Service & Seizures Act she now fulfill the remaining obligation personally and ownership transferred for the remainder of her balance under section 17.4.1.”

Claire watched as the judge pressed a few buttons on his calculator.

“Motion granted. Ms. Roberts, you are hereby sentenced to 742 days of seizure and service. All assets are now property of the plaintiff, who has 24 hours to take possession from the sheriff's custody.”

Claire was in shock, she hadn’t even been asked what her side of the story was.

“Please sir,” Claire called out in desperation.

“Excuse me,” his voice echoed, “not another word from you or I’ll hold you in contempt of court and double your sentence.”

Claire closed her mouth as her eyes began to water in shock, fear, and desperation.

As she was brought to her feet and led through the back door, she was terrified of what was about to happen next.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Stella’s eyes widened as she realized what was happening.

Not only had she already felt betrayed by Melody and Kyle, but now she knew they’d told her owners about Anthony.

He was right too, Stella had completely forgotten about who he was. After all, it was an entire lifetime ago for her.

Stella used to bully Anthony in school. At the time, he was the only black kid at their school, so coming from a conservative household she felt like she was doing nothing wrong.

Her eyes began to glisten as she realized not only had the tables turned, but she was now at the mercy of a man who she used to torment every day for years.

Perhaps he’d show mercy, she hoped. Perhaps he’d moved on and grown, or even been grateful she helped him become stronger. But something turning in her stomach was warning her otherwise.

She continued to wait silently, staring at the shirtless man, until he spoke again.

“Seems like you remember…Stella.”

She shut her eyes for a moment. Suddenly, she realized that she hated hearing her name. It was a reminder of the past, but it was also a reminder of the present. A reminder that she’d come a long way, and was now almost proud to be called Fuck Hole instead.

He began to circle around her, slowly inspecting her body yet again, knowing this time it felt far more humiliating for her.

Stella slowly opened her mouth and tried to speak. “I..I’m sorr…”

Whack!

He slapped her ass hard with his dominant hand. Stella winced from the shock and pain, still sore there and now unable to escape his torment.

“You will speak when I’m ready.”

Stella nodded as a couple tears rolled down her face. She couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Years,” he said, continuing to circle her. “Years I spent putting up with your shit. It’s taken me a long time to get past all of that, but I’ve never once forgotten.”

Stella was terrified. She felt like he was out for blood, ready to beat her for what she’d done to him. The sad reality was, she couldn’t even blame him.

He paused in front of her once again.

“Turn out you’re just a greedy little cunt. And instead of showing me respect, you did the opposite.”

Anthony sniffled and shot a huge wad of spit right onto Stella’s face. She flinched but tried to remain still as he slowly reached down and spread his index and middle finger apart over Stella’s locked pussy, gently brushing it up and along the sides of her piercings.

Stella wanted to squirm away. She was beyond horny from her permanent denial, but his touch was not the one she was longing for.

“A lifetime of denial for you doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what you deserve.”

Whack!

In a split second he had moved his hand and slapped her hard across one of her breasts.

Stella tried to remain still as he spit into her face once more. She knew he wanted a reaction, but she also needed mercy.

“So,” he finally said, “what do you have to say for yourself?”

She sniffled and slowly tried to think about how to respond.

“Pll..please sir,” she said, trying to address him appropriately, “please, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry.”

He grabbed one of her nipples and pinched hard before leaning in towards her wincing face.

“Do you seriously think that’s good enough?”

He let go and Stella gasped. Trying to navigate what he was wanting.

“No sir,” she continued, “I’m so sorry. You have no idea. I never meant to hurt you, it was dumb, I was dumb. I never should have treated you like that.”

He stepped back and smiled at her while shaking his head, smirking at her pathetic pleas.

Stella didn’t know what more to say. She watched him admiring her predicament, standing tall above her in nothing but his cargo pants.

“I think your apology is shit,” he said.

“I’m sorry, I promise,” she pleaded, “if I could go back in time I would change everything. Please, how can I prove it to you.”

Stella watched him walk over to a table with several whips and paddles on it. She swallowed her pride as the tears returned.

“Please sir, please you must understand.”

He looked back at her as he picked up one of the paddles.

“Think long and hard about your next sentence and what you deserve.”

Stella paused, closing her eyes tight as she opened her mouth.

“Please sir,” she said as her voice shook, “please allow me to accept a punishment for my mistakes.”

“Good job bitch.”

Anthony slowly walked behind her and without any warning brought the paddle down hard on her ass.

Stella bit down hard to try and remain quiet, before softly thanking him.

The blows continued for several minutes before he returned to the table to put it down.

“Do you think you’ve earned my forgiveness bitch?”

Stella looked at Anthony, knowing what she had to respond with despite her already burning bottom.

“No sir, please punish me more for my mistakes.”

He smiled, slowly picking up a whip from the table and walking back behind her. Within seconds, the sharp sting of the whip was meeting her red ass, leaving fresh marks all over, each followed by a thank you once again.

Finally, he returned to the table to put the whip back. Stella was a sobbing mess, but as she watched him, she could see a cane he was slowly beginning to reach for.

“Well bitch, where do we stand?”

“I deserve more sir,” Stella couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of her mouth as he walked in front of her and struck a blow to her breasts.

She endured crack after crack as he continued to paint her perky frontside in bruises and bumps. Stella couldn’t believe this was happening, but if this was what it took to take responsibility for her actions, she knew in some sadistic way it was the right thing to do.

As he set the cane down from the final blow, he took another drink and pressed a button. Stella’s chain began to lower and she immediately fell to her knees.

She kneeled there looking up at Anthony towering above her. Suddenly, her training and instincts took over. Stella leaned forward and kissed his feet, one by one.

“Thank you sir,” she said graciously through her tears. “Thank you sir for punishing me and allowing me to learn sir.”

Anthony laughed patronizingly as her lips met his feet and her voice shook in appreciation.

He grabbed the slack of the chain and slowly led Stella towards the couch. He sat down abruptly, looking at the pathetic girl who once used to bully him, now on her knees covered in tears, sweat, and permanent degradation.

“I want you to show me how appreciative you are,” he said as he undid his belt.

Stella couldn’t believe this, she should have seen it coming, but sucking Anthony’s cock was obviously something that never in a million years would have crossed her mind.

Suddenly, he swung his legs up exposing just his ass to her.

Stella was shocked, this was somehow even less expected, and here it was about to happen.

“Kiss my ass right now bitch, show me how much you wanted me all along.”

It was far from the truth, but Stella slowly leaned in and planted a kiss on his fuzzy ass cheek, before slowly making her way towards the center.

Within seconds, her face was buried in Anthony’s ass as she began to greet his hole with her tongue. She gently lapped at it and did her best to muscle through the sweat and hair to please him.

Stella was no stranger to giving rimjobs at this point, but somehow giving it to Anthony felt more degrading than she ever could have imagined. Knowing the man she once tormented was now getting his asshole kissed by her was the ultimate psychological payback.

She continued to lap away at his ass for some time before he finally pushed her back. He swung his legs back down and picked up a remote control, clicking a button and sending Stella back into blindness.

Stella panicked inside, shocked and unable to see Anthony now.

She heard a thud as his pants and belt hit the floor, and he slowly stepped towards her.

“You didn’t think you’d get to see my cock just because you took a couple light beatings did you?”

Suddenly, his balls met Stella’s face and she immediately extended her tongue out to greet them.

“I want you to clean my balls bitch, but while you do it, I want to hear you continuing to apologize and beg.”

Stella quickly got to work licking at Anthony’s balls.

“Thank you sir for coming to punish me sir.”

“Thank you sir for allowing me to beg sir.”

“I’m so sorry sir, I deserve to be at your mercy now.”

“Please sir, I beg you to let me make it up to you sir.”

She eagerly continued to lap at his balls as passionately as she could.

Suddenly, he grabbed Stella and pushed her head towards the ground, laughing as she kneeled there with her face against the floor.

Anthony slowly reached down and wrapped his fingers around the base of the plug in Stella’s ass. It was still zapping her insides away to ensure maximum tightness, but as he tugged on it, she knew exactly what was coming.

Stella’s eyes rolled back and she tried not to scream as the plug slowly spread her and exited her hole, the last time she felt a plug that tight was probably the first time she ever experienced one. Unfortunately for her, the size hadn’t been what changed in the last day, it was her hole.

“Wow,” he said as he slowly rubbed his index finger around the outside of her red and sore asshole. “That’s a tight hole, didn’t even want to give up the plug huh.”

Stella winced as he pressed his finger into her, twisting and moving it back and forth. She couldn’t believe the sensation after wearing the plug. It felt like she was getting fucked just from his finger she was so tight again.

He pulled it out and stepped to the side to grab something. Stella couldn’t see what it was, but within seconds he was back behind her.

“Holy shit,” he said. “This stuff feels amazing.”

Suddenly, she felt the head of his cock lining up with her ass as the pressure began. His cock was massive, and the tightness of her hole only amplified that. Lucky for him, he’d rubbed plenty of lube on it and Stella’s comfort wasn’t relevant.

Stella moaned hard as his cock pressed deeper and continued to open her ass like never before. She felt like she was losing her virginity all over again, but she knew better than to try and avoid it.

“Fuck,” he said. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard.”

Finally, Stella felt Anthony’s body touch her bottom and his balls gently tap her piercings. He was fully inside of her and as she tried to control her breathing, somehow it felt like it was only getting more intense.

Anthony pulled out some before slamming his cock back deep into Stella’s asshole abruptly. Suddenly, she realized it wasn’t just the size that was making her feel like she was going to be split in two, her hole was starting to burn.

As Anthony began to fuck her, Stella’s hole began to burn and itch, and her moans and grunts became whines and screams.

Stella realized all of a sudden, she knew exactly what it was…it was the special lube.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 | Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 | Chapter 36 | Chapter 37 | Chapter 38 | Chapter 39 | Chapter 40 | Chapter 41 | Chapter 42 | Chapter 43 | Chapter 44 | Chapter 45 | Chapter 46 | Chapter 47 | Chapter 48 | Chapter 49 | Chapter 50 | Chapter 51 | Chapter 52 | Chapter 53 | Chapter 54 | Chapter 55 (Below)

There wasn’t much sleep for Stella. She drifted off occasionally, but it was going to take some time to get used to having the inside of her asshole zapped at what felt like a million times a minute.

Finally, it was morning time. Stella actually found some joy in the cold hose this time. It wasn’t pleasure, but it did distract her from the harsh sensations she was experiencing.

She was struggling to adapt to her new contacts, which had now been set to allow for 4 feet in front of her. She didn’t realize they’d be playing with the settings this much, but it was quickly teaching her to appreciate even the visual of her owners as she ate her breakfast feeling in solitude despite being in the same room as them all.

Stella waited on her knees in the corner, back in full blindness, as her owners got ready for the day. She was beginning to realize that when she wasn’t in use and needing her eyes, they could easily blind her so she was alone with her thoughts, her pain, and her denial.

Eventually, she was pulled to her feet and her visual distance extended again. Stella could see people passing her on the sidewalks as they walked. It was almost humiliating enough that she wished she was blinded again.

As they entered the fair once more, they walked towards a large center area full of people. Her owners approached a flag pole in the middle and pushed Stella against it, securing her to the metal rod.

Within seconds, a spreader bar had been placed between her legs and her limited vision caught the dildo gag heading towards her.

Stella did her best to swallow the large intruder and waited as they secured it deep in her throat. She hated this thing as her muscles tried to spasm and reject it, knowing all too well that it wasn’t going anywhere.

“We’re doing some more shopping,” one of the princesses said to Stella.

The brothers both laughed as they nodded at the guards to stay behind with Stella, “enjoy showing off.”

Suddenly, she was plunged into blindness once again as she stood there in the center of the event, completely exposed and vulnerable, with her throat and ass now stuffed and aching.

Stella could hear the voices, the footsteps, and the crowd around here. Some people walked past her like nothing was happening, others clearly stopped to inspect.

“Oh my gosh,” one person giggled. “Are those tattoo’s real?”

“Yes,” one of the guards confirmed.

Every once in a while, she’d hear the shutter sound of a camera, or the beep of a video up close as people laughed at her predicament, and admired her commitment.

“Holy shit,” one voice said, “she’s a virgin.”

Stella was aching. Her hole was on fire still from the electric butt plug, yet at the same time she’d been denied a good fucking almost the entire time they’d been here.

“Damn, I bet that all hurt,” another person said from the other direction.

She waited patiently for what felt like hours as the degrading comments continued to catch her attention, all while her owners patiently shopped around, likely for more devices to use against her.

Finally, they returned for Stella, slowly removing her spreader bar and then unsecuring her from the flag pole.

“We hope you had fun relaxing today.” Stella recognized one of the princesses' voices immediately.

“That’s right,” the brother said, “we have a surprise for you this evening.”

They adjusted her contacts once again and she carefully followed them, getting a slight view of the crowds watching her modified and exposed body walk slowly behind them like nothing more than their pet.

This time, they took a different route through the fair than the day before. Stella could see booths of small exhibitions and demonstrations instead of items simply for sale.

They paused at the first booth, looking down at a slave girl, hogtied in a small plastic pool on the ground. Men and women from all over were stopping by to urinate on her. As it trickled off her skin to the pool below, the puddle grew towards her face, where she would have no choice but to begin drinking the pool of piss in order to avoid drowning in it.

They continued walking, enjoying the alarming look in Stella’s eyes from the previous visuals.

Next, they encountered a booth where people were being measured for chastity belts. Many people were watching newcomers be fitted to try chastity for the first time.

Stella saw a small boy about her age kneeling in the corner next to a tall woman in leather.

“Look sissy,” the woman said, nudging her slave boy, “she’s a virgin just like you,” she said pointing at Stella, clearly having seen the tattoo.

Stella was shocked. She’d noticed the boy’s tiny chastity cage, but didn’t expect him to also be denied the very simple pleasures in life like she was.

Their owners smiled and introduced themselves, laughing about their slaves' denial like it was nothing.

Finally, they made it to the last booth of the fair, where a woman had been encased in rubber and was secured on all fours under a tabletop she supported with her back. Her restraints made it impossible to move, and between the vibrating sounds and the wires going to her suit it was clear there were devices working against her non-stop.

Stella’s owners carefully took the pens and filled out the survey on the table top above the poor woman, before laughing at her predicament and leaving the event.

Stella was led to a building she didn’t recognize, where they brought her into a dimly lit room with some standard furniture. A sofa and a couple chairs were to the side, and at first it appeared relatively normal.

However, suddenly Stella looked up to find a large chain was hanging from the ceiling. She started to glance around more but was quickly plunged back into blindness.

The guards carefully secured Stella’s collar to the chain above, ensuring it was tight enough to where she couldn’t move. She was virtually immobile now with such a simple arrangement.

Slowly, they removed the gag from her throat and smiled as Stella gasped for air, unphased by the saliva dripping down her as it withdrew.

“Now now,” one of the princesses said, “we’ve worked extremely hard to arrange a special surprise for you this evening.”

“That’s right,” the other joined in.

Stella could hear the brothers laughing as they left the room, clinking glasses together as the footsteps faded.

“We have a special visitor for you, and they deserve your complete and total obedience.”

“Do you understand?”

Stella was aching everywhere, but she managed to muscle up a “Yes Miss.”

“Now,” the other princess continued, “once the door is shut, you will be under complete control by the guest. The door will not reopen for 3 $$or 4%% hours and we will not be in the room.”

Stella was confused about what was happening. She couldn’t see anything right now, but the fear they were instilling in her was quickly growing.

“The guest will inform us at the conclusion if you were satisfactory. I think we all know what that answer better be...”

A doorbell rang in the distance and Stella jumped a bit. The princesses laughed as their footsteps exited the room as well, leaving Stella alone, blind, and waiting for whatever torment was to come.

She could hear voices in the distance faintly, but nowhere near enough to make out who. The laughs and chuckles stood out most, but she still felt completely in the dark.

It was quite some time before footsteps got louder. Stella could feel the presence of an unknown man as his shoe soles met the floor each time. Slowly, he circled her.

At this point, Stella almost preferred the man touch her instead of whatever inspection and tease this was, the suspense was driving her mad.

Suddenly, she heard the door close. It was just her and the mystery man now.

She couldn’t tell exactly where he was, but she swore the footsteps had stopped in front of her. He waited for a moment, before circling towards her back and pausing again.

Eventually, she could hear him sit on the sofa directly behind her. Glass clinked as he poured himself a drink, admiring the girl completely exposed and restrained in front of him.

Stella didn’t know how much time it had been, but he was clearly playing some sort of psychological game here.

“Well,” he finally said, “look who it is.”

Stella’s mind was racing trying to figure out who this man was. His voice was vaguely familiar, but at this point she was so exhausted and numb to reality it wasn’t easy.

He stood up and approached Stella again, this time extending his hand and slowly pressing against the base of the plug in her ass. Stella winced as the electrodes relentlessly continued to zap her even deeper as he pressed it harshly.

“I bet you don’t even remember me,” he said, slowly circling back towards her front.

Stella was caught off guard. She apparently had met this man before, but now all she could think about was had he seen her like this, or was this another person from before who clearly was amused at what she’d become.

The man reached out and slowly ran a couple fingers from Stella’s cheek, down her neck, just beside her nipple, and down to her pussy tattoo.

He chuckled, slowly tapping against the large bold letters.

“Virgin huh,” he said, “sounds about right.”

She was losing her mind. Stella couldn’t place the man’s voice, despite feeling like she knew exactly who he was.

He slowly continued to inspect her body, tracing his index finger along her spade tattoo, and then her ‘Black Cock Only’ one.

“Seems like someone has finally come around.”

He paused in front of her again. Stella could smell the subtle hint of bourbon on his breath, despite him towering over her.

“Are you ready to make amends?”

Stella was caught off guard. What did he mean? Who was this man?

Stella’s contacts suddenly turned off allowing her to see clearly in front of her. A well built and toned black man was standing there, her eyes level with his chest.

She slowly tilted her head upwards to see who the man was. As her eyes met his, it finally clicked.

“Remember me now?”

Stella gasped. It was the last person she ever expected to see again. The boy who she’d bullied for years in school was now a grown man.

It was Anthony.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Episode Two

Welcome back to Taken By Choice – the most unpredictable show in adult television.

On our last episode, we watched Anna go from never experiencing a big cock, to taking 4 of them in every hole. She never saw it coming, and neither will tonight’s victim.

To keep them surprised, applicants only submit a headshot, name, and an authorization form. They will also write out their most extreme fantasies, and if selected, we’ll take them and make it real when they least expect it.

Applicants don’t know if they’ve been chosen or not, but what they can count on is that our team will stop at nothing to deliver their fantasy, because once we’ve begun there’s no stopping.

They don’t know when, they don’t know where, and they don’t know how…but we will take them when they least expect and make their fantasies come to life.

This is Taken By Choice.

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Jennifer is 42 and a partner at a swanky law firm downtown. She enjoys giving head, and wishes she could do it more, but her job keeps her busy and her pickiness stops her in her tracks.

Her interests include giving oral, forced orgasms, gags, and giving up control. All of which, our team is prepared to deliver this evening.

Tonight is her law firm’s holiday party, and it’s the perfect time to strike. By now, she’s likely forgotten about her application, or assumed she wasn’t chosen, but what she doesn’t realize is the bartender is one of ours.

It’s currently 9:47pm, and as the party begins to slow down, Jennifer’s after party is just about to begin.

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“A shot of vodka please,” she asked the bartender. He was tall, in shape, and smiled as he turned around for a glass.

Jennifer’s better judgement was long gone, like most of the party guests. The last thing she suspected was her drink being drugged.

Within a second, she threw back the alcohol and walked off towards the back of the venue to make sure everything was being loaded up properly.

She was beginning to feel a little lightheaded, and was going to be making their jobs even easier than expected.

Jennifer took a seat on a bench near the loading dock, trying to focus and snap back to reality, but when the bartender offered her a hand, everything changed.

She gladly threw her arm over him as he led her out back. Jennifer saw a black sedan pull up, assuming it was the ride she’d ordered, but that’s where she was wrong.

The tint on the windows was dark, and she quickly realized the partition made communicating with her driver impossible.

As she kicked off her heels, Jennifer pressed the window button for some fresh air, but it didn’t budge. She shook her head and looked up, slowly closing her eyes for a moment….

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The door quickly opened. Jennifer had passed out a few miles ago, and as the two men admired their subject, they knew time was of the essence.

It was now 10:34pm, and in less than 30 minutes, her after party was starting.

The men carefully removed Jennifer from the backseat of the car, carrying her inside the building. She’d never been to this part of town before, but she didn’t know that of course.

They entered a storage room full of boxes and packaging material. Slowly, they placed Jennifer’s unconscious body on top of a small sofa.

The men carefully removed her button down top and her skirt. Jennifer’s outfit was fairly corporate on the outside, but underneath, her pink lace bra nicely framed her breasts and the black thong she wore was tightly circling her hips.

One of the men took a pocket knife out and cut off her bra, smiling as her breasts relaxed and enjoyed the freedom. Next, he carefully reached down and cut her thong off, revealing her body completely.

Another man wheeled over a cart and the first two carefully lifted Jennifer’s limp body up and began to lower her down. As they did so, the third man carefully lined up a large dildo with Jennifer’s pussy.

Her body fought the large intruder, but with a little lube and the strength of the three men her pussy was no match for the rubber intruder.

As they held her body there on her knees, they carefully secured her legs to the base of the platform, and then leaned her head back against a slightly padded headrest.

Next, her arms were bent at the elbow and brought up to each be secured level with her head against a bar mounted behind her, spread a foot or so out on each side.

Finally, one of them produced the gag.

He carefully worked the inside into Jennifer’s mouth, before ensuring the strap was secured tightly to the back of the headrest.

They stepped back to admire their work, finding the woman who was calling the shots just an hour ago, now kneeling and bound on a sybian, and with a gag in her mouth that resembled a pussy from the front, but allowed full access through the center.

Jennifer was still passed out, but aside from her closed eyes the restraints were holding her perfectly in place so you’d never know.

Within seconds, they unlocked the wheels and pushed her through a set of double doors.

It was now 10:58pm, and the entrance would be opening in two minutes.

They wheeled Jennifer into the middle of the room and up against a large cement column. Each wheel was locked and the back of her headrest secured to the wall as well.

Two of the men reached down and nodded as the clock struck 10:59pm.

Each of them grabbed one of Jennifer’s nipples in their hand and pinched as hard as they could.

Jennifer’s body shook as best it could as her eyes shot open and darted around with a muffled scream. She was completely unable to move her head or limbs as she tried to process where she was.

She looked around, seeing shelves of sex toys, movies, clothing, and more. Jennifer quickly realized she was in the middle of an adult shop, and as she tried to move her legs and scream…she quickly found she wasn’t going anywhere soon.

The doors jingled as they swung open at 11pm sharp.

Jennifer was panicking and confused about what was going on, but it didn’t take long for a man to approach her kneeling there and exposed.

He slowly brushed his hand over one of her exposed nipples and smiled down at her. The man was likely in his late 50’s, skinny and in unkept clothes, with gray hair quickly taking over.

Quickly he began to undo his belt and Jennifer wanted to scream. His cock was rock hard as he stroked it quickly. Then, the man lined it up with the rubber pussy on her gag and pushed his way in.

Suddenly, the dildo inside her pussy came alive and began to vibrate against her insides.

Jennifer was in shock at the sudden vibrations, but certainly needed the arousal right about now.

He began to work himself in and out, enjoying the feeling of using a fleshlight and getting a blowjob all at once. Jennifer did her best to work her tongue around his cock as it slid back and forth into her mouth.

Suddenly, he pressed in hard and shot his load straight down her throat.

Jennifer tried to swallow and keep it together, but the second he pulled out the vibrations stopped. She was actually trying to enjoy the unattractive man using her, but suddenly it was like someone tripped over a cord and the machine died.

A moment or two passed before a younger man approached, likely in his late 20’s. He was fit and had several tattoo’s. Jennifer had to admit, he was attractive.

He slowly slid down his shorts to reveal his cock. She’d never seen an uncut guy before, but she wasn’t about to have much of a choice.

The man lined himself up with the entrance of her gag and slid inside. Immediately, the dildo in her pussy came to life again.

Jennifer moaned and sucked ferociously, now pretty sure she understood the predicament. Unfortunately for her, it was short lived as the man only lasted less than a minute before he came.

As she thought, the second he withdrew his cock from her, the vibrations ceased once again.

Jennifer was now finding herself begging for another cock, trying to dart around her eyes and appear appealing as more people filed into the store.

Suddenly, a large man approached. He was probably about her age, but quite a bit stockier and not her type at all.

Jennifer couldn’t believe her eyes as he pulled out the largest cock she’d ever seen. It had to be at least 9 inches or so, and it was quickly growing as he directed it straight towards her.

As the tip of his massive cock slid into her mouth and across her tongue, Jennifer could feel the dildo in her pussy begin to rumble again.

She wasn’t turned on by this man at all, but his massive cock was slamming against her regardless and with her head secured behind her, she had no say in the matter.

Jennifer tried to focus on sucking him off, but was constantly distracted by her own pleasure as well. Suddenly, she could feel herself building as he continued to thrust against her face.

UUMMPHH!!!!

Jennifer came hard, her legs shaking and a small pool flowing from her pussy as the vibrations continued. She hadn’t thought about the fact that the only way to end it was for the cock to exit her mouth, but the man had yet to do so.

She restled hard with the discomfort of the continued vibrations as he kept fuck her face even faster now. Jennifer couldn’t believe it, but she was about to cum a second time.

Suddenly, the man pulled out and laughed as his load shot all over Jennifer’s chest. The vibrator immediately stopped and she was left on edge.

She gasped as her eyes fixated on the next cock approaching her. She didn’t even care what the man looked like anymore, she just wanted his penis inside her mouth.

Within seconds, his cock pressed in and the vibrations resumed. She continued sucking as he used her mouth to climax just moments after she did.

Jennifer enjoyed the break but it was short lived. Within a moment, another cock was forcing himself into her mouth.

One after another, the men continued to cycle through the room. Suddenly, a line was forming.

It didn’t take long for the men to begin using her hands as stroking devices to keep them hard while waiting their turn.

As her stomach filled with the cum of these strangers, Jennifer continued to suck each one who used her mouth as their fleshlight, and carefully stroked the waiting ones so they could be ready for their turn.

She’d now swallowed more cum in the last hour than ever before. As she began to see repeat customers working their way back in, she quickly realized her pussy would be shown no mercy either.

Some of the men continued to cum down her throat, others pulling out to aim at her breasts. A couple even laughed as they shot it right onto her face and hair.

Jennifer was drenched in cum, sweat, and her own pussy juice as the room finally began to thin out. Over the last 2 hours, Jennifer had her throat used by over 40 men and had cum 12 times herself.

She kneeled there in a puddle of her own fluids waiting to be released as the final guest departed. The three men who had put her into the predicament reappeared and admired the cum covered mess kneeling before them.

They each looked at each other before one of them leaned down and turned a dial on the machine.

He carefully pulled out his own cock and inserted it into Jennifer’s gag and mouth. This time, the dildo came to life at what felt like double the power as before.

As he slammed his cock against her head she could feel herself erupting from the sensations within seconds. He continued to fuck her hard until he quickly switched places with the next man.

They laughed as she whined and screeched from the overpowering vibrations that she no longer wanted.

“The fastest way to make it stop is to make me cum,” he reminded her.

Jennifer did her best to pleasure him as her swollen pussy endured the vibrations of a lifetime.

Finally, he pressed his load deep into her before letting the third guy go.

Jennifer was in tears as she did her best to pleasure the man despite the intense experience and finale.

After what felt like eternity, he eventually came hard in her throat. He looked down at her, smiling as he pulled his cock out slowly to ensure she didn’t get off too easy on the last of the vibrations.

They undid her gag from the headrest and laughed as she gasped for air and experienced closing her mouth for the first time in a while. A nice indent from its straps would likely be clearly seen by all for the next couple days.

One of the men pulled out a marker and leaned down, writing TAKEN across Jennifer’s chest. As he did so, the other brought out a bag with her skirt and shirt.

He carefully leaned down holding her shirt, and used it to wipe some of her pussy juice off of the machine below her, before tossing it on the ground in front of her.

They undid the remaining arm and leg restraints, laughing at what a mess she’d made, but what a success she’d been.

Finally, the men stepped back to admire Jennifer, still kneeling on the dildo in front of them, cum covered and exhausted.

“The door is right there,” one of them pointed.

The men turned and walked out, leaving Jennifer alone to remove the massive dildo from her swollen and oversensitive pussy, collect her thoughts, get dressed, and find her way home.

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 | Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 | Chapter 36 | Chapter 37 | Chapter 38 | Chapter 39 | Chapter 40 | Chapter 41 | Chapter 42 | Chapter 43 | Chapter 44 | Chapter 45 | Chapter 46 | Chapter 47 | Chapter 48 | Chapter 49 | Chapter 50 | Chapter 51 | Chapter 52 | Chapter 53 | Chapter 54 (Below)

Stella kneeled there not only humiliated and denied, but with remnants of Kyle and Melody’s sex juices now dried on her nose, his piss dribbled down her front, and the taste of Kyle’s urine still lingering on her tongue.

She could see Melody and the princess chatting and laughing. It was humiliating. Stella knew they were likely talking about her, but they were just far enough that she couldn’t make out the words…

“She really is something, you guys have done an amazing job,” Melody told Stella’s owners.

Kyle laughed, “yeah it’s crazy what a little bitch she was to everyone in school.”

“How so,” one of the princesses asked.

“Well like we said, she just thought everyone was a whore if they had sex before marriage, and she was always better than us.”

The princesses laughed, “Well she certainly has found a new perspective now it seems.”

“I’ll say,” Melody giggled, “too bad Anthony can’t see her now.”

The princesses were intrigued, “who may that be?”

“Oh shit,” Kyle said, “you’re right.”

“Anthony was the only black kid at our school,” Melody explained. “Stella got in trouble for bullying him multiple times I think. Her parents were super racist, which honestly makes all this even funnier if you don’t mind me saying.”

“On the contrary,” one of them quickly responded, “it’s wonderful to hear how far she’s come. Now she's truly accepted her place and is able to make things right by focusing only on black cocks.”

The other quickly joined in, “actually, do you still have contact with Anthony?”

“Uhh yeah,” Kyle said. “Him and I used to go to the same gym.”

The princesses smiled at each other, “perhaps we can give you a video to show him, and if he’d ever like for Fuck Hole to apologize, we’d love for him to reach out.”

“Oh hell yeah,” Melody smiled eagerly. She leaned in to see the video on the princesses tablet as they sent it to her with their information right away.

Melody turned to Stella and held up the tablet, laughing from across the room, “oh my gosh, they just showed us a video of you eating a fat guy's ass, you are truly something.”

Stella was mortified, she couldn’t believe they’d seen her like this, and then joined in her torture on top of that. Now, they’d go home probably telling everyone that she decided she’d rather get whipped and ass fucked, or rim fat guys, instead of live a normal life.

Kyle and Melody shook the princes and princesses hands before walking off. Stella was relieved by their departure, but as always she knew not to let her guard down.

It was a long and humiliating walk back through town. Stella was used to being exposed a bit more now, but her ass was still covered in marks from its brutal assault, and her face had the dried spots of piss and cum still reminding her of her afternoon.

People would snap photos as they passed on the sidewalk, and Stella was clearly something many people were fascinated by.

As they entered a nice center area, she could see what felt like hundreds of people moving back and forth through the event. Stella was led over to a small spot of grass on the sidewalk and one of the princes pointed down.

Stella understood their body language by now, she couldn’t believe they expected her to do it right here, but without delay, she squatted.

It took a moment, but Stella began to relieve herself onto the grass as people stopped to laugh and video the ordeal. She was humiliated, but there was nothing she could do about it.

She was quickly pulled back to her feet and led back to their accommodations. It didn’t take long for them to present her with a bowl of her usual gruel for dinner as they ate a wonderful feast that had been delivered to the property for them.

As Stella lapped her food out of the dog bowl, she couldn’t help but think about Kyle and Melody, and how they were probably having drinks and dinner, laughing about how pathetic she was. At least now she could somewhat get the taste of his piss out of her mouth, but the memory was another thing.

Stella wasn’t sure what time it was, but she quickly found herself hogtied on the harsh floor between both bedrooms, with the doors intentionally left open.

She laid there completely ignored, listening to the two couples having passionate intercourse for hours as loudly as possible, knowing Stella was just footsteps away completely denied.

- 6 Hours Later -

Stella’s eyes shot open as one of the guards began to release her from the hogtie. Her legs had long since fallen asleep, but she knew it was a matter of seconds before she’d need them.

She was quickly pulled to her feet and drug out the door. The morning air was cool and humid, which was different from the kingdom. She could see a couple jogging by and a man on a bicycle, for a split second, it felt like everything was normal.

Suddenly, a cold stream of water hit her from a garden hose. Stella stood there humiliated as passers by watched them hose down her body like an animal.

She was finally led back inside where her owners were now eating a large hot breakfast. It smelled amazing, but as Stella looked down, she quickly saw the dog bowl once again with hers.

Stella was pushed under the table, where she carefully alternated between her owners, trying to provide them as much morning pleasure as possible. She’d become very familiar with alternating between the brothers’ cocks, but she still had a ways to go on navigating the women’s oral enjoyments.

It took some time to earn each of their satisfaction, but Stella was finally permitted to consume her breakfast. She wasn’t sure what today held, but she had a feeling it couldn’t be as bad as the prior day.

It was a quiet walk back to the fair. Stella felt a bit less exposed with fewer people on the sidewalks, but as the noise of the crowds inside grew closer, she realized that wouldn’t last long.

She was quite the spectacle once they made it inside. Sure, there were plenty of others with minimal clothing, leather items, and occasional toys, but she was different. Her display wasn’t a temporary outfit, it was her life.

They went through several booths at the fair, her owners purchasing small items here and there, but the next one was going to change things quite a bit for Stella.

“Welcome,” one of the men at a booth said as they approached. “Are you familiar with our product?”

Her owners all shook their heads no, as Stella took to her knees as she’d been previously instructed to do each time they stopped.

The gentleman smiled down at Stella and then kept speaking towards her owners.

“So our product is a scientifically engineered lube that enhances the sexual experience. You apply it to your cock and within 30 seconds you will be at a full erection with maximum intensity like never before. This will last until you orgasm, and then subside within a minute or two unless reapplied. Most users also report it’s also helped them last up to 50% longer before cumming.”

“Very interesting,” one of the brothers said, nodding at the other.

“Sure is, and you can use it multiple times a day without issue.”

“Impressive,” the princesses added.

“That’s right,” the salesman continued, “plus it has stimulating effects for women too, the lube mixes with vaginal fluid and provides a lovely sensation that enhances their orgasm, or orgasms should I say.”

“Sounds lovely for us,” the other princesses said, “but that won’t be necessary for this one.”

Stella could feel her hand patting her head as they referred to her like nothing more than their pet. She would give anything to feel a normal orgasm again, let alone one of those enhanced ones.

The gentleman looked down again at Stella, this time leaning back to get a better view and noticing her VIRGIN: ANAL ONLY tattoo and her chastity piercings peeking at him.

“I see,” he said. “Well, probably just for you all to enjoy yourselves then.”

“Wait a moment,” one of the brothers said, “could we not use this for anal sex or would it still cause her too much pleasure?”

“Oh my,” the man said. “Quite the opposite actually. See, we tried to test it for anal sex, but unfortunately though it was just as pleasurable for the man, the recipient it was not so much.”

The other prince was intrigued, “how do you mean?”

“Well, the chemicals react less desirably with the fluids in the anus, resulting in a burning sensation for the recipient.”

“Does it cause damage?”

“No, it’s not damaging in any way, but it is extremely uncomfortable throughout the entire act, and typically for an hour or two afterwards.”

“We’ll take it,” said one of the princesses. “Do you provide bulk quantities?”

Stella couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and neither could the salesman. But within seconds they were exchanging information for what sounded like a massive order.

As they completed the sale, one of the princesses snapped her fingers and pointed at the man’s feet. Stella carefully leaned forward and kissed his boots, before being pulled back to her feet and led to the next booth of their shopping spree.

They worked their way through them, some providing new whips, toys, and devices for Stella, others providing jewelry and clothes for her owners.

Finally, they brought her to enter another booth where Stella quickly took to her knees.

“Hello,” a young couple said, introducing themselves to her owners and ignoring Stella for the most part. Most people at the event seemed to be fascinated by her, but very clearly didn’t respect her as a person like they did her owners.

“Does your slave wear blindfolds?”

“She is hooded regularly while being moved about our estate.”

“Well well, we have quite the innovation for you then.”

“That’s right, gone are the days of those pesky hoods, unless you like the look, and here is the future of visual deprivation.”

“What do you mean?”

“These contact lenses sync with your phone and allow you to adjust the clarity from your finger at any time. Would you like me to demonstrate?”

“Yes please,” her owners watched carefully.

The woman gently took one of the contacts out with a gloved finger and slowly forced it into Stella’s eye, before repeating on the other side.

She carefully picked up a tablet and adjusted a slider. Within seconds Stella’s vision began to blur until she couldn’t see a thing.

Her owners laughed at the sudden subtle panic of Stella feeling blinded without anything actually physically over her head.

“It’s that simple! You can also adjust the distance she sees at as well so if you only want her aware of surroundings up close that’s easy to tweak on the fly.”

“So she wouldn’t be able to see across a room?”

“You can adjust it down to 6 inches and everything beyond that is a blur.”

“Impressive,” her owners all nodded in agreement.

“Lastly,” the man smiled, “if you ever worry of her wandering off, you can program a radius where she will immediately go blurry when she reaches a certain point.”

“Fascinating,” one of the princes said, “so anytime she enters a hallway of our castle she would lose her vision essentially?”

“Correct. You can program it down to the room or hallway, setting defaults, zones, and overrides for everything, with as many users as you’d like. Oh, and they are safe to wear for up to 10 years before having to be replaced.”

Within a matter of seconds, they were purchasing the contacts for Stella and downloading the app. She tried not to cry listening to all this, realizing she’d essentially just lost control over her own vision. Sure, the hood was a regular occurrence, but this felt much more permanent and much more intense.

They set Stella’s new contacts to only allow her to see 12 feet in front of her, and began leading her back through the fair and booths of items.

People continued to snap pictures, laugh, and point. As if Stella’s restraints weren’t enough, her tattoos gave away any last shred of dignity or uncertainty about her place here.

Finally, they reached one of the last few booths.

“Hello there,” a woman said.

Her owners quickly greeted her as Stella kneeled down once again. The woman carefully looked at Stella, admiring her large tattoos and the plug peeking out of her ass.

“You all strike me as someone who might like this item.”

“What’s that,” her owners eagerly inquired.

“Well,” the woman smiled, “tell me about this one’s asshole.”

Stella was caught off guard by her bluntness, and her owners were a bit as well.

“She’s anal only,” one of the princesses said quickly.

“Oh, I can see that,” the woman laughed. “Does her ass get a lot of use?”

The brothers laughed, “Oh yeah! She takes several cocks daily, including ours once or twice, and recently has begun taking our wives strap-on’s as well.”

“Excellent,” the woman smiled. “Is she getting loose back there?”

The princesses shrugged, knowing they couldn’t answer it as well as the men.

One of the brothers spoke up, “we’ve been fucking her ass since it was a virgin hole, so yes it’s changed some over time, but it’s hard to tell since it’s every day. Nothing compares to those first few times though.”

The other joined in, “he’s right, but we have had reports that she’s taking cocks easier now, less resistance and I suppose, a looser hole indeed.”

“Well,” the woman smiled as she handed them a brochure, “prepare to be amazed.”

They looked down at the brochure to find a silver metallic butt plug with several pieces of information.

“This plug here has over a dozen sensors and 75 mico-electrodes on it that sync to your mobile device. You adjust the settings and it can return her ass to near-virgin tightness within 24 hours.”

“You can’t be serious,” one of the brothers said.

“Oh but I am, now I certainly wouldn’t recommend it for comfort, but it's effective.”

“How does it work,” one of the princesses said.

“It basically is sensing the pressure all around her asshole, then using the electrodes to shock her muscles in strategic patterns causing them to seize and tighten.”

“Wow,” the other said, “and it’s that fast?”

“We recommend a slower pace, as that intensity feels like taking a lightning bolt to the anus, but it’s doable.”

“How do we order one,” one of the brothers quickly interjected.

“Oh sweetie,” she smiled, “I have one right here in an extra large if you’d like?”

Stella waited patiently as they completed the transaction, ignoring her comfort as she kneeled there listening to her fate.

“Would you like help setting it up?”

“Certainly!”

Stella’s face was pressed into the dirt and she waited patiently as the woman carefully twisted the existing plug out of her ass. She could feel the air rush in as it gave way.

“Ha,” the woman said, “that is a seriously used hole. You’re gonna be happy you bought this.”

Suddenly, Stella could feel the metal working its way in and her hole reluctantly accepting a new intruder like many times before.

Once the plug was inside her, the woman showed her owners the setup process and began to walk them through all the controls as it synced to their phones.

Grunts spewed out of Stella’s mouth as she tried to keep quiet from the pain as it clicked on. They had selected the maximum setting, which was going to work 24/7 to return Stella’s hole to as tight as it could get it.

She couldn’t believe the pain as it zapped her anus muscles everywhere in rapid fire with no end in sight.

“Looks like it’s working,” one of the princesses smiled.

The woman laughed and gave a nudge to the base of it, “Sure is, she’s likely never experienced this specific pain, but I can assure you it will be well worth it.”

They snapped their fingers and Stella did her best to kiss the woman’s feet as a thank you, before they pulled her to her feet and left the booth.

Stella could barely walk from the pain, but she knew the discipline for disobeying in front of this many people would be much worse.

Finally, they returned to their accommodations and laughed as Stella tried to adapt to her new eyes as the plug continued to torment her sensitive insides.

She was placed back into a hogtie and listened once again as her owners enjoyed the company of each other, leaving her denied once again, this time blinded by her new lenses, tormented by her new plug, and praying they wouldn’t remember the lube anytime soon.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Welcome to Taken By Choice – the most unpredictable show in adult television.

This season, we had over countless applicants sign up and tell us their dirtiest fantasies, but only 6 of them will be selected.

To keep them surprised, applicants only submit their name and an authorization form. They will also write out their most extreme fantasies, and if selected, we’ll take them and make it real when they least expect it.

Applicants don’t know if they’ve been chosen or not, but what they can count on is that our team will stop at nothing to deliver their fantasy, because once we’ve begun there’s no stopping.

They don’t know when, they don’t know where, and they don’t know how…but we will take them when they least expect to make their fantasies come to life.

This is Taken By Choice.

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Welcome to Episode One of Taken By Choice.

I’m your host Ryan, now let’s take a look at today’s victim.

Anna is 32. She lives in a small town just outside of Chicago and is a paralegal at a law firm.

Her boyfriend of 10 years has a smaller endowment, and she’s always wondered what it’s like to be with a man a bit larger. Anna also noted she loves giving oral and her interests include DP, ropes, blindfolds, and of course being dominated.

Our team has been tracking Anna for 7 months, and now that her boyfriend is out of town, it’s the perfect time to strike.

Data suggests that after 6 weeks, our applicants tend to either forget they applied, or assume they haven’t been chosen. Anna is about to be in for a surprise.

It’s currently 8am, and Anna is about to arrive home from a run…but what she doesn’t realize is we’re already there...

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The shower spurted on as Anna dipped her hand in to feel the water temperature. Her skin-tight workout shorts left little to the imagination, as she slowly peeled her sports bra off her body.

As the water warmed up, she quickly slipped off her shorts and stepped inside. She was completely oblivious to the hidden cameras now placed in multiple locations throughout the apartment, and as she washed her body off, she had no clue what was coming.

The water slowed as she turned the knob and stepped out, quickly grabbing a towel. Anna was about 5’4” and had beautifully round breasts, a toned figure, and long dark hair. She was exactly the kind of girl who looked taken in the relationship sense, but not in what was about to happen.

She slowly dried her legs, then her chest, then began her hair. She leaned forward, flipping it forward over her face to make sure she got all the water out. Just as she leaned back up to flip it back, a leather hood was thrust over her head.

Anna screamed, immediately trying to move but a strong grip had already met both her forearms and she could feel the rope quickly circling them. She was quickly bent forward as her nipples pressed against the cold countertop.

She grunted as her arms were tightly now bound behind her back. Within a matter of seconds, she was being flung over a man’s shoulder and carried out of the bathroom.

Anna tried to kick and scream at the thought of this home invader abducting her, but she was clearly no match for his strength and the thick hood was muffling her pleas.

She was quickly flung down onto the leather sofa in her own living room, still unable to see what was happening. Before she could sit up a strong hand gripped her throat and pressed her down against the sofa.

She kicked her legs but each one was suddenly being grabbed and pushed down in a similar fashion, before being held apart. It was at that moment she realized her captor was not working alone.

Without warning, she felt the roughness of his fingers lightly smack her pussy, before rubbing against her clit for an extra second or two.

“What’s wrong,” he said rhetorically. “Not happy to have us here?”

Anna’s screams suddenly stopped in shock. She couldn’t believe it, but had that application she submitted all those months ago actually been selected she wondered. This was nowhere close to how she thought it would happen, but she could at least pray that meant she wasn’t going to be kidnapped.

Suddenly, she felt a glob of spit hit her upper thigh. It was immediately wiped over to her pussy and the rough fingers continued, forcefully massaging her clit.

Anna tried to rock her hips and lean into the brief stimulation. She was nowhere near planning to have sex this morning, but she was quickly realizing that wasn’t up to here anymore.

Suddenly, she was slid off the couch onto her knees, and within seconds, a small hole was being ripped on the hood over her head.

Anna couldn’t see much through it, but she had a feeling what was about to happen.

As expected, a cock was presented and she wasted no time taking it into her mouth to help it grow. Anna obviously had no clue who the man was, but he hadn’t even reached peak erection and was already surpassing her boyfriend's size.

Suddenly, the cock quickly pulled out, and she felt her head being pulled in a different direction before landing on another one. Anna couldn’t believe there were two of them, she began sucking as well as she could, again shocked at the size.

It couldn’t have been a minute or so before she was pulled off him and back onto the other, or so she thought. Suddenly, Anna couldn’t tell which cock was which, and that’s when she realized something…there were more than two.

“How many of you are there,” she called out as she gasped for air, confused and lost.

“Shutup whore,” one of them yelled back, delivering a gentle blow to her left breast before gagging her once again with his cock.

Anna continued to be yanked back and forth between their cocks. Her knees were growing sore but that was nothing compared to her throat. She’d never sucked this many cocks in her life, especially of this size.

Suddenly, they spun her around and buried her head in the balls of one of them who had taken a seat. She had no knowledge of which one of course, but she eagerly kneeled facing the couch and lapped at his crotch.

Within seconds she could feel a wandering hand near her pussy again. A couple smacks to her ass distracted her but it wasn’t long before a curious finger began to probe inside her.

Anna swallowed the man’s cock as she relocated her head and used it to gag her. She’d never been fingered so aggressively before, and when one of them would grow tired, another would begin.

Without warning, they pulled her waist upwards and pushed her face down harder against the man’s cock. She could barely breath as his public hair filled her nostrils and his cock filled her throat.

Then, she felt it. It was just the tip and Anna already couldn’t believe the size as the man pressed his cock into her. She tried to come up for air to scream but the force of these men was too strong.

As he finally reached full depth inside her pussy, Anna could feel his balls resting against her clit. They slowly released her head to let her get a breath in. Before she could calm herself however, he began to thrust back and forth into her.

Her screams were quickly gagged with the man’s cock once again as the man behind her opened up her pussy like nothing she’d ever experienced prior.

He continued to thrust in and out of her, quickly picking up speed. She was in pain but it was nothing compared to the pleasure she was experiencing simultaneously.

Suddenly, the man fucking her pulled out completely just as they yanked her head back up off the others cock.

Anna went from being filled to the max at both ends to suddenly feeling more empty than ever before. She waited patiently as the one in front of her stood up and she could sense another sitting down.

Another cock was quickly forced into her mouth and she could already feel someone slowly squeezing her ass to line up for the next go at her pussy.

He wasted no time forcing his massive cock deep into her. She couldn’t believe what was happening as they continued to fuck her from both ends once again.

The rotations continued for quite some time until they’d all had a go, but that didn’t mean Anna would be resting anytime soon.

One of them grabbed her head and quickly forced it to the ground. She was gasping for air, but also wanted to beg for more at the same time. She was conflicted.

Suddenly, one of them pressed his foot against her head to hold her in place. She could feel his cold rough sole against her cheek, and knew her ass was now high in the air for the taking.

Several of them took turns spanking her until she was a nice shade of red, ready for what was next.

One of them carefully lined up his cock with Anna’s asshole and began to slowly press the tip in.

“Ahh,” she squirmed and screamed immediately. “I don’t know about that.”

“Shut up bitch,” one of them shouted back. “We didn’t ask you.”

Just as quickly as she opened her mouth to scream again, another one of them shoved his foot in her face, gagging her with nothing but his toes to suck.

Anna was humiliated but it wasn’t enough to distract her from the cock forcing its way into her tight asshole. She had never felt anything like this before, and thought they would surely tear her into two.

He began to pump in and out of her asshole as she slowly continued to suck on the other’s foot. He was getting deeper with each thrust, and she could barely breath from the pain.

Suddenly, he pulled out completely and they all laughed at her now red and abused asshole. It didn’t take long however, for the next man to take his place.

They now began a new rotation, each fucking Anna’s ass as hard and deep as the could, and gagging her with their feet in between. She had never experienced anything like this before, and in a way it felt like they were almost being rougher on her now than before.

Anna could no longer tell which guy was where, her brain was shutting off and she was in a new level of emotional and physical state she’d never experienced before.

Once they’d all had a go from both sides, Anna was pulled up onto the couch and laid back on top of one of the guys. She waited as he lined up his cock with her ass and pressed into her fully.

As expected, another guy got on top to slide into her pussy, making sure she could experience a huge cock in both holes simultaneously.

Her moans began almost immediately but they were quickly drowned out by a third cock being forced down her throat.

Anna couldn’t believe what was happening as these three massive cocks worked their way in and out of her. Suddenly the top two were changing again and she couldn’t keep track.

The lines of which cocks were which, which had been where—it was all so blurry now. She could taste herself on them all and was dying to see these men, yet she was simply three holes to them now.

After some time, they pushed Anna back onto the ground and continued to fuck her ass for a while, each taking turns while another gagged her with their cock.

Eventually, she was brought to her knees and began another rotation of sucking each one as they passed her hooded head back and forth like a communal fleshlight.

One of them grabbed her, and another helped push her up onto the couch. She was on her back now and they each took turns fucking her ass one final time as the others helped hold up her legs out of the way.

She’d only done anal twice before in her life, and this was a pretty extreme progression from a small toy, but without any option to resist, her ass continued to accept their cocks as delivered.

Finally, one of them pulled out and she felt his cum paint her stomach almost immediately. Within a moment or two, another spurt hit her breasts, then one hit her right in the pussy. They all laughed at her surprise, but in reality it was the hottest thing Anna had ever felt.

“Good girl,” one of them said, as they continued to hold her in place.

Anna was exhausted, sore, and aching in every hole, but she’d also never been more turned on as she rocked her hips back and forth, suddenly feeling empty for the first time since this all started.

“Do you think you deserve to cum?”

Anna was still unable to see them, but she nodded and did her best to respond, “yes please let me cum.”

“How about this,” one of them said as he flicked on a vibrator.

He slowly brought it up to Anna’s pussy, admiring how red it was from the aggressive use. He gently but firmly pressed it against her clit and laughed as she began to squirm and moan.

“If you can guess how many of us there were, I’ll let you cum….but if you guess wrong, I’ll ruin it.”

Anna was lost in the pleasure, she couldn’t believe he was even considering taking that away from her.

“Umm,” she mumbled.

“Answer, now.”

“Four,” she yelled, “I think there’s four of you.”

With the hood still on her, Anna had no way of knowing until it was too late. As the sensations from the vibrator grew, so did the firmness of the grip they all had on her legs.

Her body began to tense even more as her breathing increased, she started to shake and squirm as the cum ran off her body onto the couch, and finally…Anna came.

The men all laughed as she squirted and erupted like a fountain. Anna had never had that happen before, but she’d also never been used like this so it made sense.

Finally, the vibrator clicked off as she realized she had in fact successfully taken these four big dicked men in every hole.

They pulled Anna off the couch and back to her knees. She was exhausted and spent, but still hooded and bound, unsure of why.

“Clean it,” one of them ordered.

They pressed her face down towards the couch and she could immediately feel the cum and juices against her lips.

“Tongue out,” another commanded, “now!”

Anna stuck out her tongue and they slowly moved her head back and forth like a mop as she lapped up their cum and her pussy juices from the leather cushion.

She couldn’t believe all this had happened, but she certainly would never forget it.

One of them took a large sharpie out of pocket as the others got dressed and made their way towards the door. He leaned forward and wrote “TAKEN” on her chest just above her breasts.

“Have a nice life,” he said.

Within a second he used scissors to cut the rope holding her arms together and was out the door before she could even think about removing the hood now that her hands were finally free.

Anna kneeled there on the ground, sweaty, sore, and in heaven.

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Join us next time to see who’s fantasies we make realities, and don’t forget to submit your application today!

Once again, I’m your host Ryan, and this is Taken By Choice.

PART 1 | PART 2 (BELOW)

“Welcome back everyone, we’re so happy to have you!”

The room was quickly growing quiet as everyone took their seats and the large screen zoomed in on Molly’s pussy turned back on.

“As you can see, we’ve let our subject calm down a bit before we continue. She still seems to be quite lubricated and aroused, but that can certainly play in our favor as well.”

The man wheeled over a cart of new objects to use on Molly, and the woman smiled ready to begin.

She picked up a small butt plug, showing it to the class.

“One of the easiest ways to increase arousal in your slave is to plug them. Not only does it create a constant sensation of arousal and fullness, but it reminds them that they are no longer in control of their own body.”

The woman carefully applied a light layer of lubricant to the butt plug before pressing it into Molly’s hole.

Molly squirmed as the plug situated itself inside her. She’d never done much with anal before, but she obviously didn’t have any options here now.

The woman slowly began to massage Molly’s clit once again, this time taking the vibrator and pressing it against Molly’s butt plug as well.

The room watched as Molly’s head rocked and her body shook with pleasure. They’d never seen anything like it as her body experienced sensations like never before. As her pleasure built up, it didn’t take long for her to reach the edge.

Within seconds, all stimulation stopped leaving her with nothing but the butt plug and her whines as she waited for an orgasm that wasn’t coming.

The man joined in, now demonstrating new abilities with dildos, vibrators and toys, each time bringing Molly right up to the edge, but never letting her cross it.

As the group cycled towards the front to take turns on her once again, they could see her pussy growing redder and wetter each time, quickly reaching a denied state with each student's interaction.

The woman smiled down at her as the final student took their seat. She pushed a curved metal dildo into Molly’s pussy and began to work it right against her g-spot. People watched as the defeated girl continued to shake and scream in pleasure as they worked her in and out.

“Are you ready to cum,” the woman asked her.

Molly’s eyes stared blankly at the woman while she slowly nodded her head, clearly feeling brain dead now and barely conscious.

The woman continued to massage Molly’s g-spot and clit, while the man held the vibrator against the butt plug and teased one of her nipples.

Everyone watched closely as her body tensed and approached climax.

“3…”

“2…”

“1…”

The stimulation stopped. She withdrew the dildo quickly and let go of Molly’s clit. In the same swift motion, the man removed the vibrator and released her nipple.

Screams echoed through the room despite her gag as Molly realized her orgasm she thought she’d finally earned had turned out to be just another one denied.

Everyone watched closely as her body shook and convulsed as she desperately tried to hump the air for release.

“It’s important to remember that the psychological aspect is just as big of a factor.”

“Physical denial is clear, but using words we can make it even more intense than she ever could have imagined.”

“Now, for those of you keeping score, we just worked through number 99.”

“Who here thinks we should give our subject a real orgasm?”

Molly was desperately trying to lift her head and see the room, but between her restraints and exhaustion, she couldn’t.

“Who here thinks we should deny her one final time?”

She couldn’t stand the surprise, she needed to cum like never before.

Suddenly, the woman pressed the vibrator hard against Molly’s pussy and flicked it on. The high vibrations were painful at this point, but Molly was desperate. Her breathing increased, her eyes rolled, and her muscles tightened.

“Congratulations,” the woman said looking at Molly.

Molly shut her eyes as she approached the edge, feeling like a waterfall of pleasure had been held back for eternity, but it was now finally ready to flow.

Molly began to whine and tense as she was finally about to cum, finally at the finish line, she just needed one…more…second.

Click. The vibrator stopped.

“Welcome everyone,” a man said, “please take your seats!”

There were about 30 people in the room, including a man and woman at the front patiently waiting to begin their instruction.

The woman quickly joined him, “Now, today’s class is on orgasm denial.”

“Over the next 8 hours, we’ll be showing you various techniques, methods, and key components to denying your submissive.”

“That’s right. Many use orgasm denial long term to increase sexual interest, some use it to extend a single session or experience. Then there’s people who draw it out for hours just for the hell of it to torture their subject.”

Slowly, the gentleman wheeled out a large table from behind a curtain. Secured to the table was Molly.

Molly was completely naked, aside from a small hood that left nothing but her eyes exposed. She couldn’t speak and sounds were slightly muffled, but she could see the room full of people, now staring at her body.

“Now, Molly here has some community service to do and will be assisting us today with this demonstration.”

Molly was secured tightly to the table. Her arms were above her head, and her legs folded back and spread wide before being secured down, leaving her pussy completely accessible.

As the gentleman locked the wheels of the cart, she was now front and center, with over 30 people staring at her exposed pussy, waiting for the class.

The woman carefully attached a couple sensors to Molly’s fingertips to monitor her throughout the class, and then turned to address the room again.

“Alright, so there’s many techniques we’re going to review here today. Most of you are familiar with pleasuring a woman, but stopping just in time to deny her is much trickier.”

“Now, right here is what we call a Cold Start situation. Molly is not aroused. She is likely tired, uncomfortable, and in no way turned on by the impending tasks, but luckily that is not relevant.”

The woman slowly picked up a bottle of lube, placing it on the table for the class to see. Behind them was a large projector, showing a zoomed in view of Molly’s pussy. It was dry, smooth, and waiting for what was to come.

She began to put on black latex gloves, “now there’s two ways to pleasure your subject vaginally, the primary is via their clitoris, the secondary is via insertion. Luckily, we’ll have time for both.”

The woman squirted a small dot of lube on her index finger and quickly applied it to Molly’s clit. Molly flinched at the cool rubber touch but quickly calmed as pleasure took over from the pressure.

Molly wasn’t used to waking up early to be bound and have her pussy rubbed, but she was enjoying the sensation more than she anticipated.

“Now,” the woman continued, “the sensors we’ve applied will act as a fail-safe to ensure we don’t accidentally tip Molly over the edge. However, since you won’t have those at home, we’ll be going over how to monitor those signs naturally as well.”

She continued to rub Molly’s clit with her gloved finger as she provided narration.

“So what we’re doing here is simply rubbing her clit, it provides plenty of stimulation so we can get her in the right mindset and get orgasms on her mind.”

The class could see Molly’s body tensing and her pussy beginning to twitch, suddenly the woman stopped and withdrew her hand. Molly was tensing some and a subtle moan could be heard beneath her gag.

“Now, as you can tell, we’ve clearly gained her interest. She has found pleasure, but now realizes she will not climax and is frustrated. Let’s try it again.”

The woman continued to use her fingers to tease Molly’s clit over the next half hour, showing them techniques on the screen with different motions, frequencies, and more. Each time Molly began to get close, she would stop for a minute or so.

“Alright everyone, let’s talk about some of the signs of orgasm so we know what to avoid.”

Next, the gentleman who was helping her picked up a vibrator and placed it against Molly’s pussy and clit. You could see her shake and lean into the pleasure as the woman began to educate the class.

As Molly’s breathing began to increase and her muscles tightened, the vibrator was removed right on cue. The class was intently watching, some taking notes as the man would place the vibrator against Molly for a moment or two, then remove each time she displayed any sign of climax.

The cat and mouse game continued for the next half hour as they continued to drive Molly mad. They were now just an hour into the class and Molly had already been denied 8 orgasms and was about to be denied her ninth.

They finally put the vibrator down for a moment, admiring the sweat Molly was building up from the ordeal. She couldn’t move or resist, so just as quickly as they’d begin each time, they would stop each time.

“Alright class, let’s really get in there now,” the woman said.

She gently brushed her gloved hand against Molly’s pussy, laughing as she set the lube back down, “as you can see, once you begin you really don’t need artificial lubricants much.”

The woman slowly pressed one of her fingers into Molly’s pussy and began to twist it around before adding a second finger. With two inside Molly, and another on her clit, the woman began to work Molly inside and out.

It didn’t take long for her to get there this time, but of course her orgasm was denied as the woman withdrew just in time.

“You’ll notice that the further we go, the quicker she gets there. This is something to keep in mind and proceed with caution.”

The man picked up a large dildo, slowly plunging it into Molly’s pussy and working it in and out.

“Now, this is a wonderful state we’ve got her in. You’re about to witness her attempt to achieve orgasm purely from insertion alone, without any clitoral stimulation.”

Molly began to whine as the dildo speed increased, pulling out completely just in time for her to whine into the gag.

“Alight, let’s go back over a few things so far…”

Over the next bit, they recapped each technique, sign of approach, and more bringing Molly up to a staggering 20 denied orgasms.

“Who would like to try?”

A line was quickly forming of random people from the class. Molly had never met a single one of them, yet here they were with their fingers inside her, laughing as they denied her orgasm after orgasm, ignoring her muffled pleas.

Finally, the line subsided and the woman held the vibrator back against Molly’s clit once again.

“For those of you keeping notes, we’re at 40 right now…which is quite impressive.”

She worked the vibrator back and forth on Molly’s clit, as her eyes rolled back and her head rocked from side to side as her only form of movement.

“Go ahead Molly,” the woman said, “why don’t you cum for us.”

Molly couldn’t believe the words she’d just heard, but she tensed her muscles and did her best to press her clit back against the vibrator. She was finally going to cum.

Click. The vibrator stopped.

The classroom went wild as Molly screamed into her gag. She’d been lied to, deceived, and most importantly, once again…denied.

As the cheers subsided, the woman addressed the room, “Alright everyone, after lunch I'm going to show you how to take things up a notch.”

The crowd began to walk out towards the door to go find lunch, laughing as they passed the wheezing and denied mess of a girl strapped to the table at the front.

When he told her that he owned a motel and she could stay there for a year, this wasn’t exactly the accommodations she pictured. The agreement was simple, so she didn’t think to second guess it.

As a young and naive 25 year old, she thought free rent for a year sounded great, and knowing all she had to do was put out every now and then seemed like a fair trade. But once it was too late to back out, she realized she wasn’t just staying at the motel, she had become an amenity of it.

Her room was bare. The walls long since stripped of color and art, the floors now returned to the harsh concrete slab previously below them. 

Walls and doors no longer existed, and there was just an outline of the toilet and kitchenette that had been removed. In the corner was a small litter box, a single pitcher of water, and her food to be mixed daily. The shower had no hot water or curtain. Once a week, they would change her litter, refill her water, and provide her a clean towel for the next 7 days.

In the center of the room was a small twin sized mattress, now stained with sweat, piss, cum, spit, and who knows what else from the hundreds of men that had used her on it. Pillows and blankets were a luxury, and luxuries didn’t exist here. 

Small red lights in every corner of the room reminded her she was always under surveillance. She was always being watched, and that fear alone kept her from acting out. She wasn’t allowed to stand or walk…she crawled, she couldn’t touch herself or resist…she complied. 

The window had long since been boarded up, and the only way in or out was the front door of the motel room, now only able to be opened from the exterior by the guests' room keys.

Beep! The door opened and she waited patiently, completely naked and exposed, kneeling on the mattress with her head bowed down. She never knew who was coming to use her, but what she did know is they never seemed to show her mercy.

This was her second visitor of the day, which meant it was early and she likely had at least another dozen takers before things slowed down. 

As he fucked her roughly she could feel her face scrapping against the rough mattress, and the smell or it’s dirty surface surrounding her. When he finally came, he laughed as his load seeped out onto the fabric, knowing it would be dried there forever as a reminder.

He quickly left, leaving the young woman exposed, used, and denied…simply kneeling there waiting for the next one.

This was what she agreed to, and now this was her home until her lease was up.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 | Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 | Chapter 36 | Chapter 37 | Chapter 38 | Chapter 39 | Chapter 40 | Chapter 41 | Chapter 42 | Chapter 43 | Chapter 44 | Chapter 45 | Chapter 46 | Chapter 47 | Chapter 48 | Chapter 49 | Chapter 50 | Chapter 51 | Chapter 52 | Chapter 53 (Below)

Stella was slowly led backstage by the guards and into a private area once again. She was pushed back to her knees between a couple couches on some sort of temporary flooring, and waited there for instruction.

Her ass was on fire, but she knew better than to abuse the privilege of being ungagged just to whine about something they wouldn’t be changing. At this point, she’d learned to accept constantly being uncomfortable. Between her restraints, gags, and ever changing butt plugs, her body was a canvas for them to abuse as they pleased.

Within a moment or two, the princes and princesses returned, taking seats and toasting with glasses of champagne to a successful demonstration. Stella’s mouth watered for a taste, but she knew it wasn’t going to happen.

Suddenly, one of the guards appeared with Kyle and Melody. Stella quickly looked down, still in shock and humiliated that these two seemed to be at every turn today.

“Ah, welcome,” one of the princes said, “what did you think of the demonstration?”

“Intense.” Kyle replied quickly.

Melody was clearly excited, “I absolutely loved it!”

Stella’s owners loved hearing that. “Really?”

“Yes,” Melody exclaimed again, “it was so hot watching you all go to town on her ass. It’s going to be red for days!”

Kyle looked back at Stella kneeling to the side, smiling as he could see the bruises on her rear from the side even, “yeah actually the dildo stuff was hot, knowing what a snooty virgin she was in school only to end up staying that way but taking it up the ass is wild.”

The other prince turned towards Stella and smiled, “Fuck Hole, don’t you owe them a thank you for attending your demonstration today?”

Stella couldn’t believe this was still going on, but once again, her options were non-existent.

“Thank you,” she mumbled while staring at the ground in shame.

One of the princesses was not happy, “I think you can do better than that, eye contact when in the presence of guests.”

Stella looked right at Kyle and Melody, “thank you for watching my demonstration today sir and miss.”

Melody giggled, “Watching what you guys have done to her is so hot, it really turns me on?”

Kyle looked at Melody in shock, “don’t tell me you want to be like that?”

“Oh god no,” she burst out laughing. “I just mean it’s hot to watch someone we know get broken down and used like this, she’s really gotten what she deserved.”

One of the brothers stood up and motioned to the others, “why don’t we give you all the sofas for a few minutes, I’m sure Fuck Hole would love some time with her old friends.”

They walked off as Stella waited there on her knees, unsure of what was about to happen, but unable to avoid it.

Melody smiled at Stella before looking back at Kyle to give him a long passionate kiss. It was becoming a psychological game for her of how much she could torment Stella’s emotions, but she was getting a high off it she never expected.

She walked over to Stella and looked her up and down. Stella was a mess, kneeling there after such a brutal couple hours, now exhausted but still unable to rest. She barely resembled her former self, now contorted into metal restraints and covered in degrading tattoos and piercings.

Meanwhile, Melody was still attractive and fit, wearing a skirt and a crop top, with her nails done, makeup on, and clearly still a free woman unlike Stella.

Melody looked down at Stella’s perky breasts, smooth and exposed, adorned by her large nipple piercings.

“You know, I never even got my belly button pierced because you said I’d be a whore, yet here you are with your nipples pierced…seems like you’re the whore now.”

She looked down at Stella’s tattoo and chastity piercings next, “I can’t believe you, still taking your virginity so seriously I see.”

Melody gave a gentle tap to Stella’s pussy with her foot, knowing Stella would get no pleasure from it.

“Oh my gosh,” she giggled, “you’re so wet you literally got it on me.”

“That’s wild,” Kyle laughed as he sat down on the sofa next to them.

“God you’re horny, clean that shit off me right now,” Melody said as she took a step back and stuck out her foot.

Stella was disgusted as she leaned forward. She could see a couple spots glistening in the light from her own damp denial. She slowly used her tongue to lick her own denied juices off Melody’s foot as instructed.

“Wow,” Kyle said shaking his head, “never thought I’d see this here.”

Melody giggled as there was a shutter sound and Stella looked up to see her taking a picture.

She put her foot back down and looked back at Stella, “Do you even remember what it’s like to have an orgasm?”

Stella swallowed before answering honestly, “yes miss.”

“Damn,” Kyle said from the sofa, adjusting himself in his pants. “Must be torture.”

“But you’ll never have one again,” Melody reminded her. “Will you?”

“That is correct, miss.”

Melody pulled her hair back as she slowly smiled down at Stella. She moved her hand gently down her crop top, then her stomach, then to her skirt. Melody stuck her hand between her legs and smiled at Stella once again as it disappeared under her skirt.

She carefully pulled it up to reveal her pussy to Stella. It was neatly kept with just a small landing strip trimmed above it, her pussy lips were free of piercings, and her clit positioned perfectly at the top.

“I bet it’s hard to remember what your pussy even looked like, huh?” Melody was clearly enjoying the verbal domination over Stella, knowing it was virtually a one way conversation.

“Do you like looking at my pussy?”

Stella was mortified by the question, but she answered reluctantly, “yes miss.”

She couldn’t believe this was happening, but in a way she actually did enjoy seeing Melody’s pussy, it reminded her of her own free pussy, before her life had changed. All she could think about was rubbing her fingers all over it.

Melody was about to take things a step further however, “do you think I should have an orgasm?”

Stella looked Melody in the eyes with shock. She knew the right answer, but she was frozen.

“I said, do you think I should have an orgasm?” Melody repeated while playing with herself.

“Yes miss,” Stella finally mumbled. “Please let me watch your orgasm miss.”

Melody giggled before she sat on the sofa directly next to Stella. She quickly swung her legs back and began to rub her fingers around her pussy, slowly being sure to spread and stretch her skin around as a reminder of what Stella couldn’t do.

Stella was going mad watching Melody enjoy these sensations she would never experience again, and she hated Melody for putting her through this, yet somehow she was excited for Melody, looking forward to watching her orgasm.

Suddenly, Stella couldn’t believe what was happening as Kyle slid his pants down. She’d obviously never seen him naked before. Hell, she’d never even pictured it back then as a young virgin.

Now, Stella was a completely different person though. She admired his large balls with subtle light blonde hairs. She slowly followed his shaft as it grew, having never pictured him like this before. She could see his dirty blonde pubes curled up above his cock as he began to stroke it.

Stella watched as his erection peaked, now sticking forward and prominent. As he pulled his shirt off, she could see his toned body which he’d clearly kept up with. She couldn’t believe it, Stella’s mouth was watering for a taste of Kyle’s cock like never before, yet she knew it was unlikely to come.

Suddenly, he moved forward towards Melody, still masturbating herself away on the couch. Kyle gives her a big kiss, and then lines up the tip of his cock with her pussy, and begins to press into her.

Stella wanted to scream. She already hated that Kyle and Melody were together, hell it was what ruined their friendship back then, but to have to watch them have sex now was pure torture. She was dying to close her eyes, but the two of them were locked in watching her, and for a split second, Stella swore she could feel her denied and secured pussy getting wetter and wetter.

She couldn’t believe she was so turned on by this. Watching his balls bounce back and forth as he fucked Melody was somehow doing something to Stella like never before. Sure, the hatred was fuming inside her, but so was her desire.

All she could think about was their sex. The sensations she would never know. The moans of pleasure from Melody as he pumped in and out of her pussy, slowly rubbing her clit with his thumb. She realized with every thrust Kyle made into Melody, Stella was clenching down on her butt plug, accepting it was her only form of stimulation now and forever.

Suddenly, there was a sharp moan as Melody reached climax, she whined in pleasure as Kyle continued to fuck her on the couch, while Stella kneeled there fixated.

Melody laughed as she stared at Stella through her orgasm. Jealousy was an understatement, and to Melody, watching Stella kneel there denied while she was able to cum made it that much more enjoyable.

Stella couldn’t believe she’d just watched Melody cum while she suffered a lifetime of denial, but as she tried to clench on her butt plug again, she realized she was still beyond aroused.

As she looked closer, Stella could sense Kyle’s orgasm approaching. She felt like she was one with them. As her eyes stayed locked in on their intercourse, she could see Kyle’s legs tensing, her balls raising, and hear his grunts changing.

Suddenly, he pressed all the way into Melody and moaned as he came. Stella couldn’t believe it as she watched his legs tremble and his balls shift with every spurt. She had spent years dreaming of this man, but now this was the closest she’d ever get to being with him.

Slowly, Kyle withdrew from Melody and sat down on the sofa to catch his breath. Stella could see his cock slowly beginning to soften, and her mouth watered for a taste she would never get.

Melody shifted forward and smiled at Stella, “did you have fun?”

Stella was in shock at everything that had just transpired, yet she had also never been more aroused. She was miserable and in heaven all at once, yet as the realization she wouldn’t be reaching a climax of her own returned, Stella was left kneeling there with nothing but a leaking pussy and humiliating question to answer.

“Yes miss,” Stella said, trying to hold back a tear.

“Good,” Melody said, “We thought you might enjoy the show. Would you like a party favor?”

Stella wasn’t sure what Melody was insinuating, but she nodded and smiled back at her to find out.

Melody slowly slid off the couch and squatted over the floor below them. She smiled at Stella as her body tensed. Then, bit by bit, Kyle’s cum began to leak out of her pussy onto the floor.

Kyle was still catching his breath, but watching closely as Melody raised herself back up and pointed to the pile of white milky cum on the ground.

“Go ahead,” Melody said. “Clean up my mess for me.”

Stella couldn’t believe it. As she slowly leaned forward, the scent of Melody’s pussy and Kyle’s cum quickly filled her nostrils. By now, she’d swallowed hundreds, if not thousands, of loads of cum, but this felt different. This wasn’t just a random load of cum, this one was personal.

She slowly extended her tongue and gave a lick to the wet puddle, gaining a chuckle from Melody and Kyle as they watched.

Stella continued to lap up his semen, savoring it bit by bit. She had begun to accept the humiliation, and now this felt like some form of closure, or at least the closest she would ever come to having an orgasmic sexual experience like the both of them just did.

Finally, she sat back up, pleased to show them she’d swallowed every last drop of the cum and pussy juice mixture.

Melody laughed as she stood back up and adjusted her clothing back into place like nothing had happened. Kyle slid his shirt back on too, before pulling his pants up towards his waist.

Suddenly, the voices of the princesses returned.

“Well, did you all have some nice quality time with Fuck Hole here?”

“We sure did,” Melody said graciously, “she makes an excellent audience.”

Kyle laughed, “yeah she cleans things up quick too.”

“We’re quite pleased you all were here to see Fuck Hole,” the princess said. “I’m sure it meant a lot to her to get to see you both, memories she’ll cherish surely.”

“Mind if I give her one more thing?” Kyle said.

“Please, go ahead,” the princess replied, “we encourage it.”

Kyle walked up to Stella, looking down at her. At one point, Stella was a young studious girl, crushing on him in school, yet trapped by her close-minded religious and sexual beliefs, but now she was simply a whore.

“Open your mouth,” Kyle instructed.

Stella immediately complied, watching intently as he pulled his cock back out, holding it just inches in front of her. She was in shock, was she actually about to suck Kyle’s cock after all this she hoped. She admired every inch of it as her mouth watered for a taste.

Suddenly, a warm golden stream hit her chin before landing on her tongue. Stella wanted to scream, but her mouth was quickly filling with Kyle’s piss.

“Drink it, bitch,” Kyle ordered.

Stella couldn’t believe what was happening, she’d never swallowed anyone’s piss before. The taste was strong and salty, but the degradation was more than she ever could have imagined. She kneeled there, swallowing as nothing more than a urinal for the man she once dreamed of.

Stella tried her best to gulp down the first mouthful without spilling as Kyle continued to piss. She could no longer focus on the conversation Melody was having with the princesses, which she’d soon learn to regret.

After countless mouthfuls of Kyle’s piss, the stream finally slowed. He laughed as the remaining dibbles flew onto Stella’s breasts and down her stomach.

Stella was broken. Of all the insane and painful torment’s she’d been through in the last 24 hours, this one somehow hurt the most. Not because of a sting or a burn, but because she’d realized that not even Kyle or Melody wanted to save her.

Kyle looked down at Stella one last time as he tucked his dick into his pants before winking at her.

“You’re welcome.”

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 | Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 | Chapter 36 | Chapter 37 | Chapter 38 | Chapter 39 | Chapter 40 | Chapter 41 | Chapter 42 | Chapter 43 | Chapter 44 | Chapter 45 | Chapter 46 | Chapter 47 | Chapter 48 | Chapter 49 | Chapter 50 | Chapter 51 | Chapter 52 (Below)

(This chapter is a bit longer, as an appreciate for your patience!)

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the fair!”

Stella couldn’t make out all the words of the announcer, but she waited patiently as the guards held her back to the side of the stage. The crowd was quickly growing, with many seated and some standing in the back. Melody and Kyle had eagerly found themselves seats in the front row.

“Now, this group here is all the way from Africa. Their kingdom has two royal couples who own this fine specimen, and they are excited to share some techniques with you this weekend. Their slave is only 21 years old, completely anal only, and in a strict but voluntary 100 year contract. Please welcome, the royal princes and princess, and their slave…Fuck Hole”

As the crowd cheered, the guards led Stella out and onto the stage. They were still outside, in some sort of park-like setting with stages and booths.

Stella walked silently as the crowd quickly grew quiet at the sight of her. She could see Melody and Kyle in the front row, and her owners sitting on stage waving.

Many of them were likely still processing what they heard. They couldn’t believe a 21 year old girl would have decided to serve these people for the rest of her life, and so much so that she’d tattooed and pierced her body for it. Stella knew this was all a fictional narrative, but she couldn’t stop it.

At this point, Stella was used to being on display at the kingdom, but this felt different. Not only was it a more diverse crowd, but the new setting had her feeling more exposed than usual.

They kept Stella front and center, waiting as many of the people watching pulled out their phones to take photos she knew would be online in a matter of seconds. Stella was humiliated as she looked down to the front row to see Melody and Kyle, holding hands, and each taking pictures on their own phones as well.

Slowly, she was turned away from the crowd and bent forward onto a small table. The crowd let out some chuckles as they saw the large “FUCK HOLE” tattoo on her ass quite clearly now.

The guards secured her collar down to the harsh wood of the table and Stella waited patiently. She could feel her nipples digging into the surface as they spread her legs, securing each ankle to the table legs as well.

She could hear whispers of the audience, likely discussing what was about to happen to her, or possibly her terrible predicament. Stella prayed some of them were conspiring to rescue her, but sadly she knew that wasn’t likely to happen.

“Welcome again,” one of the princes said to the crowd, “we’re excited to be here!”

The other joined in quickly, “and thank you to the sponsors for providing us some fun tools here to demonstrate today.”

“Yes, our women will be taking it from here. Please enjoy the show and feel free to take photos or videos as much as you’d like.”

“Oh and we will take all the questions at the end.”

The princesses stood and walked towards Stella as the brothers took their seats. If there was anything Stella had learned recently, it was that these women didn’t understand the word mercy.

Whack!

Stella buckled in pain as a sharp swat hit her ass.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” the princess said, “may I introduce to you the Devil's Hair Flogger.”

Stella was trying not to gag as she choked on the dildo still down her throat, slowly trying to breathe in and out. As the next couple blows hit her she could feel tears forming in her eyes already.

“The Devils Hair flogger is completely redesigned to distribute weight differently. It allows countless blows to your sub without your wrist or arm getting tired. It feels light as a feather in your hands, but carries a next level of harshness and intensity against their skin.”

The princess continued to swat it against Stella’s exposed ass over the next several minutes, slowly describing the features, and each one gaining a cheer from the crowd.

Next up, her sister was ready for a turn. Stella couldn’t see behind her, but she had a feeling something was about to change.

Swat!

Stella moaned through her gag. Her ass was already sore from the flogger, but now they were just working their way down a list it seemed.

“Introducing The Punisher Paddle!”

Another blow struck Stella’s ass, as they continued to explain the item to the crowd.

“This paddle features a custom carved wood handle and surface, while maintaining a metal interior for maximum strength. It has meticulously engineered holes for speed and surface pain, with small studs along the outside border for added bruising.”

Stella was dying to run away with every blow, but her collar was tightly secured against the table and her ankles locked in place too. She was at their mercy, and everyone was witnessing it.

Eventually, they switched instruments again.

Crack!

Stella spewed snot from her nose and saliva from her dildo gag. She was trying to keep her composure, but she couldn’t take the compoundding torture anymore.

“The Rosey Cane is a wonderful device for sharp discipline. Similar to the paddle, it has a metal inner structure for stability, but the wood on the outside features dozens of micropoints or thorns, which provide extremely intense and targeted blows to your sub.”

Stella cried out as the cane continued to hit her bruised and red ass every minute or so during their explanations.

The crowd was hooked.

“Finally, we have our last new item for today.”

“Sometimes it’s not possible to carry large instruments like these with you,” the princess said.

“Introducing the Welt Belt.”

Smack!

Stella’s entire body shook as the belt made contact with her ass. She was squirming and screaming, but nobody could hear her over the crowd's cheers, and nobody thought anything of her desperate tugs for escape, especially since they’d been told she chose this life.

“The Welt Belt comes in men’s and women's sizes and can be worn with any outfit. It features dozens of metal studs, some pointed and some flat, each secured to its thick genuine leather backing.”

The belt came down on Stella’s ass once again and she continued to heave and whine, knowing there was no way out of this but to get through it.

After a few minutes of the Welt Belt, they finally put it down and bowed as the crowd cheered.

“All of these items are available for purchase today at the fair, and if you show a picture or video of Fuck Hole getting used by them, you’ll get 10% off.”

Stella couldn’t believe it, as they paused for people to continue taking photos and videos of her now red and bruised ass.

The guards slowly began to unhook Stella’s collar, and then her ankles, as they pulled her up and turned her around towards the crowd.

She was a sobbing mess of tears and drool as the brothers approached also.

The guards led Stella towards the front of the stage and to her knees before slowly unhooking the dildo gag from her and pulling it out of her throat. The crowd was in awe at the massive 7 inch phallus that had been inside her throat all along.

“Thank them,” one of the brothers said as the cheers quieted. “Now!”

Stella was shaking in pain, fear, and humiliation. She wasn’t sure she could even get a word out but she had to try.

“Tthhhank youuuu.” She sniffled and sobbed, “thank you for training me and thank you for watching me.”

The audience went wild, clapping and cheering at the completely defeated girl kneeling in front of them.

“Now, before we get to the questions, we’d love to give anyone who’d like to, a chance to come up and take a loser look at Fuck Hole.”

“Oh,” his brother said sarcastically, “and we have one more item to test. This is the Alien Annihilator,” he said, holding up a dildo like nobody had ever seen before.

Stella kept her eyes down, she couldn’t see it yet, but she didn’t like the sound of it.

“The Alien Annihilator is dildo has 14 inches of insertable length, and at its head is 3 inches in diameter and 5 inches at its thickest. The dildo featured bumps, ribs, and curves, designed to feel even more intense than its dimensions. When reaching a full speed and full depth insertion, the dildo is rumored to be one of the most intense experiences on the market.”

“Now, we don’t believe in traditional lubricants as they simply take the fun out of things. Fuck Hole here has learned that if she wants to lubricate something before it goes inside her, she must use her mouth to do so. But, since this is a rather unique item, we know she’d love for all of you to assist.”

People started cheering and clapping in anticipation. Stella was anxious to learn where this was going, knowing she wouldn’t like it.

“As you approach to see Fuck Hole up close, she’ll be gladly holding her mouth open. Please feel free to spit into her mouth, so she may collect your saliva to assist in lubricating this monster.”

Stella was mortified hearing this. She wanted to object, but right then the dildo entered her line of sight and was placed onto the ground in front of her. She couldn’t believe her eyes, it was massive and looked like it would tear her in two. She’d never seen anything quite like it before.

Within seconds, a line of people was forming. Stella was humiliated, terrified, and exhausted, but she had no choice but to accept this humiliating mercy they’d shown her.

The crowd was fairly diverse. Stella saw people of all ages, ethnicities, and body types. Some wore leather, some normal clothes. But one thing was for certain, they were all more free than her.

Stella kneeled there as one of the brothers gripped her and held her head back as she waited with her mouth open.

The first man was a bit older, wearing a leather vest to show off his curly chest hair and protruding gut. He leaned down to admire Stella’s piercings and tattoos before shooting a wad of spit into her mouth.

Stella tried not to think about how disgusted she was. She didn’t want this, yet at the same time she knew she needed all the help she could get to take that dildo, and was grateful in a sick twisted way.

The next one was a middle aged white woman, tall and appearing like some sort of dominatrix. She looked down at Stella, then the dildo, then back at Stella. She collected her saliva momentarily and then spit it right onto Stella’s left breast. She smirked, winking at her as the miss was clearly intentional.

Stella tried not to think about the saliva running down her as a couple probably in their 30’s approached. They each took a turn spitting in Stella’s open mouth. Then the woman leaned down and gasped at Stella’s pierced pussy and the prominent tattoo above it.

Over the next few minutes, Stella had lost count of how many people had approached her. Most of them spit into her mouth, but a few just took a quick peek, and a couple intentionally aimed for other parts of her body.

Finally, the end of the line was here.

Kyle and Melody approached their old friend smiling. Stella was mortified once again, as Melody giggled and let out a long string of drool into Stella’s open mouth, which was now almost overflowing.

She then backed up and took out her phone, laughing as she took a picture of Stella kneeling there.

“Babe,” she said to Kyle, “go ahead and get in this one.”

Kyle stepped up toward Stella and sniffled to get a nice big wad of spit and snot for her, then he shot it right into Stella’s mouth as Melody snapped the photos.

Melody walked back towards Stella briefly to whisper, “you’re welcome,” before they took their seats.

“Wonderful,” the prince shouted as everyone settled back down.

“Go ahead,” his brother said as he gave Stella a gentle nudge, “get that thing ready.”

Stella slowly leaned forward and the giant mixture of everyone’s spit in her mouth slowly poured down onto the dildo as people laughed and cheered. She leaned forward to try her best to take it into her mouth, but it was clearly too big to get very far.

One of the guards approached her from behind to remove her plug. Normally, that would have been a nice mixture of pain and relief for Stella, but right now all she could think about was trying to prepare for this massive dildo.

“Now now,” one of the brothers said as he pulled Stella back to her knees, “let’s not keep everyone waiting.”

The other smiled as he addressed the crowd again. “Fuck Hole is going to ride this dildo herself while we begin our Q and A. She is not permitted to stop until instructed otherwise.”

Stella was slowly pushed forward as she used her knees to move herself over the massive dildo. She lowered herself down until the tip was touching her already sore asshole, before trying her hardest to work it in.

The crowd cheered her on, laughing at the pain on her face from the violent stretching of her hole. Stella slowly began to work herself up and down it, going deeper each time as she tried to accept the object inside her.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the Alien Annihilator!"

Everyone cheered, several taking videos and photos and Stella began to pick up the pace to avoid punishment. Her ass felt like she was being ripped in half by an animal, but judging by how they’d described this thing, that was quite intentional.

“Now,” the prince said, ignoring the young girl destroying her asshole right in front of everyone, “who would like to ask the first question?”

Hands shot up all around the audience. Stella was in shock, but she also wasn’t scared for once. At least now she could focus on the dildo and try to come to terms with it.

The woman from the first couple stood up quickly to go first.

“Is it true she’s a virgin?”

One of the brothers smiled, happy to take that question.

“Yes, Fuck Hole is a vaginal virgin. She’s never been penetrated there. She only receives penetration anally and orally.”

“So those piercings stop that?”

“Exactly, it’s impossible for her to receive vaginal penetration with them.”

The woman sat down in shock at the answer, as another person quickly stood up.

“Follow up question…do you plan to ever change that?”

His brother took this one quickly, “Not at all, she’s committed to a life of chastity and virginity. The piercings are permanent and couldn’t be removed without severely mutilating her.”

The audience member slowly sat down, nodding and pleased with the answer.

Another person rose up quickly, “so can she cum?” The crowd went quiet in anticipation.

“Absolutely not,” they responded, “she is focused on our pleasure, not her own. That metal shield makes clitoral stimulation completely impossible by keeping it hidden as well as reducing sensation to it by strategically placed piercings.”

People couldn’t believe it. A girl her age giving up her ability to ever have sex…giving up her ability to ever touch her clit…giving up her ability to cum. She was now living a life of nothing but sex, yet at the same time she would never experience it in a normal way.

The questions continued to roll in, many about the permanency of her tattoos, piercings, arm restraints, and everything in between.

“How long can she ride that dildo for?”

Stella’s legs were getting sore, but it was nothing compared to her ass being torn open by the dildo. Plus, she had no other option.

The princesses laughed as one of them took this question. “This one is more intense than most so probably not forever, but she’s been known to easily reach up to at least two hours riding a dildo herself.

“How do you keep her hole so loose?”

“Well, she has a variety of large and uncomfortable plugs, all of which are randomly cycled throughout the day. This ensures her hole is constantly being stretched and working to accommodate new sizes and shapes. She is never able to get used to or comfortable, as the next one is always right around the corner.”

“You all mentioned earlier she chose to sign a 100 year contract? Did I hear that correctly?”

“Yes of course,” one of the brothers answered, “She was only 20 at the time, but she vowed to keep her virginity for us, service us however we desire, and to exist as nothing more than our property for the next 100 years in exchange for keeping her constantly in use. We have her unlimited consent."

Stella’s eyes were watering. This was far from the truth, and far from how she ended up there. She thought she was signing up for a short course on sex, not signing her life away to be permanently abused as their sex slave.

“Wow, so for life basically?”

The prince chuckled, “yes I supposed that’s another way of looking at it.” He smiled at his brother, who was happy to join in.

“Correct, for the rest of her life Fuck Hole will never live as anything but our property. Therefore, adding permanent modifications such as piercings or tattoos we simply do as we please.”

“Seems intense…”

“It is,” the prince laughed, “but she loves it.”

“How do you know she still does?”

The prince smiled and nodded to his brother. He walked over to Stella and pushed both hands down on her shoulders as he pressed her as hard as he could onto the dildo. He could feel Stella shaking as the giant rubber phallus reached maximum depth inside her and her thrusts came to a halt.

The crowd was in shock at the brutal impalement, but still somewhat excited to see the massive toy disappear inside her ass.

“Come on up here buddy.”

The man slowly walked up to Stella as the silent crowd waited for what was about to happen.

“You see that,” the prince said pointing towards her locked pussy. “She has been turned on this entire time, leaking like a faucet.”

The man leaned in as Stella waited on the dildo trying not to scream from its size, still feeling the pressure of the prince's hands on her shoulders.

He looked closer, his eyes slowly following her tattoo down to her clit shield, and slowly down the pierced shut pussy. As he did so, he could see Stella leaking precum through what tiny bit of space there was, and the fluids she was producing told him everything he needed to know.

The man nodded and applauded as everyone else cheered. The guards walked over and pulled Stella off the dildo, turning her around and pressing her face down against the stage. Her brutally wrecked hole was now visible by all as they clapped and cheered.

Within seconds, a large plug was being forced right back into her hole, and she was brought back up for a final round of photos and applause.

Stella looked down at her brutalized body, then out at the audience cheering. Despite the fire burning in every orifice, in a sick and twisted way she actually felt proud of what she’d accomplished here today.

TO BE CONTINUED...