Author’s note: This story is very dark, but there is a reason for it.

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Her name was Dawn. She sort of was a girlfriend, but really she was just a whore. I had been fucking her for two and a half years right under her husband’s nose. I had gotten her to do so many things she never did with him – sucking my cock any way I wanted, fucking lots of crazy places, and best of all, fucking her in the ass. But tonight, she was – one way or the other – going to fuck like she never had before.

Dawn was the ultimate whore. She actually had been my girlfriend a while before she got married. I strung her along, acting like I would marry her someday, when all I really wanted was a piece of ass. I couldn’t believe it when she came back to me years later, not only because she had to know I didn’t give a shit about her, but also how she had changed.

When I had been fucking her the first time, she was five feet flat and weighed just over a hundred pounds. She had really long brown hair and these cute little 34B tits. She wore these really frumpy clothes that didn’t show her off well and made her look like she was about 12.

But now, while she was still tiny, she had blonde hair, if a little shorter. She wore a lot better clothes – sometimes really slutty stuff, which she hated but I secretly loved. Best of all, she had gotten her tits pumped up to DD-cups, which were A LOT OF FUN to play with.

Like I said, I had been fucking her for a long time and her husband didn’t have a clue. He spent some nights out of town, but a lot of the time she would come to my apartment on her way home from work to get fucked. It seemed pretty obvious to me, but she was getting away with it, so what the hell?

It was really amazing to me when I got her to fuck another girl. The stupid whore actually believed it when I told her that licking another whore’s slit didn’t make her a lesbian. Of course it does, but it convinced her to do it for me. What I really wanted her to do was get me in on the action, so I could fuck both of them and watch her be a lesbian, but that never seemed to work out.

She never got it that it was all about the power to make her do things, like take my cock up her ass balls deep. I didn’t give a damn about her – what I wanted was to use her and humiliate her as deeply as I could. She was a fucktoy, nothing more. She thought she loved me, but I didn’t. Funny thing was, I really think her husband did love her, even if he had a strange way of showing it. It didn’t matter to me – I was the one who got to fuck her any way I wanted.

We had been fucking for over two years when I decided that it was time to make her be a real whore. She had fucked me almost every possible way I could think of. When we started, she wanted me to use a condom. But after a while, she took me bareback without complaint. I could get her to do anything I wanted.

What I wanted to do was see if she would fuck other guys, ones that she didn’t know, just because I told her to. I was betting that she would, but she might need some persuading. That could be a problem, because I wasn’t really sure what she would do if she realized what was happening, and I couldn’t have guys over, expecting to fuck her, only to have her back out.

So, I decided that Dawn wouldn’t be allowed to back out. Once she was in my apartment, she was going to fuck all of us, no matter what. The way I figured it, the worst thing that could happen was she hated me and never wanted to see me again. I knew there was no way she would go to the cops and scream rape. If she did that, she had to know that her fucking around with me would come out. She had already told me that her husband was a real ass that would take everything she had from her if he found out, and she had a mountain of student loan debt, so she had to stay with him.

Plus, I was betting she would come back anyway. Like I said, she hated his ass. She had talked about ending it with me a few times, and even took some time off once, but she always came back. I knew Dawn, being such a stupid whore, needed fucked and humiliated the way I did it. She would do things for me she wouldn’t dream of with her husband. She thought I was good to her, even though she humiliated herself freely for me far worse than anything he ever did with her.

Actually, I thought what he did was actually pretty good for her. He dressed her in nice clothes, and wanted her to look hot. The boob job was good, although she really should have gotten them bigger. I would have loved to have seen her with 600cc’s in her. That would have given her F-Cups. But she played with me, not him. She always said he would never get to do the things we did, especially fucking her ass. That was mine.

So, I put together a really good plan to have Dawn gang raped. First, we needed all night. The quickies we would get after work would not do. Of course, he went out of town a lot, so I knew if I was careful, I could get her to my place all night. Next, I had to be careful how many guys she saw at first. I figured she would be all right with two besides me. She wouldn’t understand that they would just be the first group.

Sure enough, a few weeks later she told me that her husband was going to Washington and would be gone for one night. I made my calls to the rest of the gang, and got it set up.

He always called her right before they went to bed. I guess he thought that would keep her home. Wrong. The moment they hung up around 10:30, she was in her little Honda and on her way to my place. I had everything set, waiting on her to arrive. Mike and John were sitting in the front room, where she could see them once she was all the way in the apartment. Everybody else was at a bar a block or so away, waiting on my call to come on.

When we heard her coming up the steps, I went over to the door so I could open it for her. It was winter, and so she was bundled up a little bit. I deliberately had the apartment a little warm – no sense for us all to be cold later! But what I really wanted to do was distract her long enough to get the door closed and locked before she saw the other guys. Once that door was locked, she was going to fuck, one way or the other.

It went down exactly as I planned. When I opened the door, she looked at me, not around the room. I gave her a little kiss, and then quickly slammed the door and locked it. She seemed to jump just a little bit at that, but it was nothing compared to what was about to happen.

As she turned around, she caught sight of Mike and John sitting there with grins on their faces. Her face cooled off quickly, and looked just a little frightened, like she had been caught doing something she knew was wrong, before asking me, “What are they doing here?” My answer scared her. “Well, they are here to fuck you.”

I knew her well. Dawn was about to blow up. Before she could get started, I got right in her face. “Shut up and get naked.” She just stopped, not knowing what to say or do. I knew right there that we had her. The stupid whore would do whatever I told her.

There was a few moments of silence, like she was trying to decide what to do, and then she started to move. She unzipped her parka and slid out of it. Underneath was a black sweater with a fur collar and jeans, but she had worn her six inch high black heels. She knew I loved to fuck her in the heels – it was so porn like. When her hands dropped to the bottom of her sweater, I knew we had her. Looking right into her eyes, I told her, “That’s a good girl.”

We watched a she slid her hands under it and then slowly pulled the sweater off over her head. It caught for a moment on the bottom of her tits, then snapped up and over them. Mike’s eyes were locked on her massive rack. I knew what he was going to do to it, and her, soon.

Dawn stepped out of her shoes, then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. I couldn’t resist. “Put the heels back on. We’re going to fuck you in your heels.” She stopped and stared at me, but still didn’t say a word. Bent over at the waist, she looked up at me as she slid the heels back onto her feet. I could see she was terrified, and she didn’t even know half of what was going to happen to her.

She still had on her bra and thong. I didn’t want her to get any ideas she was getting out of this, so I said, “The rest of it too.” Her hands came up behind her back and opened the clip. The shoulder straps came down, and the bra fell to the floor. Her body was obviously betraying her, because her nipples were rock hard, standing up. Never taking her eyes off mine, she slid her hands down her sides, dropping her thong. Finally, she was nude before us.

I couldn’t believe my luck. Her cunt was as smooth as a newborn baby’s. She obviously had shaved very closely, and probably waxed, right before she came here. She knew I liked that, and obviously decided to give me a treat. She had no idea.

Stepping behind her, I put my hands on her shoulders, pressing her down. She resisted until I said, “Down on your knees.” Down she went, now starting to shake with fear. I nodded at Mike, who stood up and walked to stand right in front of her. His hard-on was obvious through his pants.

I took a moment to look at her. There she was, down on her knees, naked, with six inch heels on her feet, hands at her sides, helpless before us. I noticed that hanging down between her huge tits was one of those three diamond necklaces her husband had given her. She had her rings on too. She had to have realized by now that she was naked and all the guys were dressed. It was obvious what a whore she was. Dawn finally looked up at me, and opened her mouth, “Please…” I cut her right off. “Shut up and suck him off.”

Mike unzipped and slid his cock out of his pants, right into her face. For a moment, she didn’t move. I finally put my hand behind her head and pushed. Her resistance broke. She opened her mouth and slowly took him into her.

I knew from long experience that she was a really good cocksucker. It was pretty annoying that she had this screwy idea that it didn’t really do anything for her, as if that made any difference. She started working on Mike’s cock, sucking him in slowly, licking the head with her tongue. He was looking down at those DD tits as they swung in time with her strokes. After about a minute or so, she started taking more and more of him into her mouth, but it wasn’t enough. I increased the pressure on the back of her head until she got the idea – all of him was going into her throat.

She started to gag, but she finally got her throat to open up wide. Dawn started to pick up the pace, and it was showing on Mike’s face. He started fucking her throat, which put more pressure on her. After a minute or two, it was clear he was about to come. I whispered in her ear, “Swallow every drop.”

With a loud release of breath he blew his first load right down her throat. I watched her milk his cock with her lips, sucking every bit out of him, like I knew she would. Like I said, Dawn is a really good cocksucker, even though she doesn’t like to do it. Too bad, because that was only the first cock of many she would suck tonight.

Mike pulled out of her mouth and staggered back. With a shudder, she tried to get her breath, only a moment later to open her eyes to see John’s cock an inch from her lips. Still on her knees, I forced her head forward until she took him in the same way. I know she had never sucked off more than one guy in a row. But she also showed what a whore she was, because I didn’t have to pressure her any more after she started on John.

I walked around in front of her so I could see her face. John was really fucking her hard. He also had both his hands on her rack, pulling on it like it was handles to hold. I could tell she was in pain, both in her throat and her tits being mauled. She was crying quietly, the tears running down her face. I could see in her eyes how humiliated she was. Dawn knew that she had reduced herself to being a whore, nude on her knees, sucking the cock of a guy whose name she didn’t even know. Plus, she knew what was going to happen in a few minutes when we all started fucking her other holes. She knew we would fuck her ass especially hard. What she didn’t know was that there would be nine, not three, of us.

While she was working on John, I quietly called one of the other guys and told them to come on. Dawn would be able to handle six more. Actually, I didn’t care if she could or not – that’s how many she was going to fuck. I slipped across the room and unlocked the door so they could get in.

John was still fucking her face really hard. I could actually see her throat bulging where his cock was forced down her throat. He was so deep in her I couldn’t believe she wasn’t trying to vomit. I could see Mike on the other side of them. He was gotten undressed and was ready to pound her in the slit.

John suddenly came in her throat, deep down. It was obvious Dawn couldn’t breathe. She was fighting to push him off, but he had his hands tight behind her head and couldn’t get away. I knew every drop was going down into her.

Releasing her at last, she collapsed onto her hands, fighting for air. Mike gave her a few moments to get her breath, then suddenly walked up behind her and pushed his finger into her cunt. He couldn’t believe what he found. “This bitch is hot and wet!” My reply was simple, “Then fuck the whore!”

He didn’t wait a moment. Her head came up suddenly as she felt his cock pushing into her. She started crying, “Please, please, put on a condom!” Mike made it clear that wasn’t happening. “No rubbers for you, whore!”

Just as he slid into her, the door opened. She was looking right that way, down on her hands and knees, rack dangling beneath her. Dawn realized that a lot more guys were coming into the room, and all of them were looking at her, naked, getting fucked.

It didn’t take her long to realize what was going to happen to her. All my friends were going to gang rape her. Worse, she had made it happen. She had gotten involved with me. She had let me humiliate her. She had come over tonight. She had stripped herself naked and gotten down on her knees. She realized that I was right…she was a whore.

Dawn was down on her hands and knees, Mike’s cock in her cunt, looking at the door when the rest of the guys came in. Naked except for her heels, cowed, tits hanging below her, she realized she was in for a night of being fucked by all of us, one way or the other.

Mike gave her a moment to see what was happening. The guys got in a circle around her, looking down at the whore. “Wow – what a slut!” “I love the rack!” “Who’s next?” I jumped in. “Mike and John get to go first, then we’ll give Dawn here a real fucking.

Finally realizing what was going to happen, she suddenly tried to get up. I don’t know where Dawn thought she was going to go, considering she was naked. Mike pushed her back down, and then I got right in front of her and held her shoulders down. She started shouting, “Let me go! I don’t want to do this! Asshole! I hate you!” Tears were streaming down.

I got right in her face. “Shut up. I don’t give a shit if you hate me or not. You are going to fuck all of us, like the little whore you are. So get ready.” Dawn broke down wailing, her arms collapsed onto the floor. I looked at Mike. “What are you waiting for?”

Without hesitation, he slammed his cock deep into her. The reaction was immediate. She came up off the floor, screaming at the top of her lungs. He kept slamming her, keeping her screaming in pain. Mike reached down and grabbed her long blonde hair, pulling her head up. She sometimes liked having her hair pulled when fucked from behind, but not this time. Her face was a mask of pain, and we had just begun.

Every time Mike forced his cock into her, her massive tits bounced together, making a slapping noise. I noticed that Dave was watching her intently. “What do you think?” Dave replied, “I think the whore needs her funbags worked on a little bit.” I thought that was a good idea and told him to do whatever he wanted to her when it was his turn. I decided that he should get his own special chance to really fuck with her. Dave can be a bit of a sadist with women, and I figured he would be a good one for us to watch later while we took a little break.

I noticed Mike was just about done. Dawn knew it too. “Please don’t cum in me!” She was begging. “Not happening, whore!” was his reply. “You need a lot of cum in you – and believe me, you are going to get it tonight.” With that, he jammed her one last time really hard, bringing out another scream, then collapsed on her back. It was obvious his cock was pumping cum up her cunt.

Exhausted, he pulled back out of her. John was there in seconds, kneeling behind her with the lube bottle in his hand. I guess Dawn thought she was getting a break, but she quickly realized otherwise when she felt the cold lube hit her asshole. She tried to scurry away, but Sean and Mark were ready for resistance this time. They both quickly jumped on her and held her down, with Mark shouting at her, “Hold still, whore!” She kept struggling, but not as hard.

While he was lubing her up, John hissed at her, “Your boyfriend here tells me you love getting fucked in the ass. I’ve just got to see this for myself.” She cried even harder, begging me, “No, no! Please stop!” I looked her right in the eyes and said, “Not on your life, whore. This is what happens to little sluts like you. After all, all you wanted was fucked, right? Isn’t that what you told me? Well, that’s what you are getting!” To John: “Go on and fuck the whore in the ass! Give it to her good!”

He didn’t hesitate. In one swift thrust, he forced his way deep into her, causing an immediate explosion of screams from deep in her throat. She almost sounded like an animal, keening in agony. Her eyes were the size of golf balls, almost goggling out of her head. The crowd cheered.

I can be pretty brutal with girls sometimes, and Dawn especially. After all, I was trying to humiliate her. I had noticed that for someone who claims she doesn’t like pain, she always seems to get off a lot harder when she is in pain. I think she is a closet pain slut, but who knows? But John was taking her ass harder than I ever had. It was pretty amazing to watch, actually. I couldn’t believe she wasn’t bleeding as hard as he was hitting her with his cock, but he knew what he was doing. She was in lots of pain, but not being damaged.

I turned around and found Sean and Mark. “The three of us are on next.” I had waited long enough; my cock was starting to ache. They knew what I meant and quickly got undressed. It was time to take Dawn to a whole new level.

John had his hands wrapped around her hips, pulling her into his cock. She was still crying, not screaming quite so hard. He pulled her into him one more time, and held her there, his face set, spewing cum into her ass. John held her for another moment, then pushed her off him. She fell on her face, then rolled over on her back, her DD tits displayed. She lay there, trying to get herself under control.

I pounced right on top of her. “Look at me, whore!” Her eyes opened, focusing on my face. “Time to REALLY get fucked!” I forced my cock into her slit, then wrapped my arms around her. With one hard pull, I rolled over and pulled her on top of me. She tried to lift up off of me, but I held her tight, arms around her. Her struggles seemed weaker this time.

As soon as I had flipped over and in the air, Mark pulled in behind her, his cock stabbing for her ass. His hands came down on her shoulders, pressing her tits hard into my chest. They really were soft and warm; it was funny how out of place they felt in this. I actually enjoyed the feeling. Too bad for Dawn.

I knew for a fact that the whore had never been fucked by two guys at once. So – she had no idea what to think when Mark slid his cock into her already loosened asshole. Her eyes slammed open again. “Ahhhh! Please, no! I can’t take two of you! You’ll tear me apart!” Mark growled in her ear, “Hold still whore! That slutty body of yours can take anything we want to do to you!”

She kept screaming, until suddenly, they abruptly were cut off with a gurgle. I looked up and saw that Sean had ended the complaints by a simple expedient: he had shoved his cock in her mouth. Totally unprepared, Dawn almost threw up, gagging against him inside her throat. The best way to shut a whore up is to fill her mouth with cock!

I don’t get to do it very often, but I love making a whore airtight. We all started stroking into her, getting into a rhythm. I watched her throat throbbing as Sean’s cock slid up and down it. He was balls deep in her, that’s for sure. I’m not sure how she was breathing.

I could hear everyone else cheering. Jim, Will, and Tom were lining up to be next. Part of me wondered what Dawn was going to think about fucking three more guys right after the three of us were done. I didn’t really care – the whore was going to do what we wanted.

Dawn was still trying to get away from us. Impaled on three cocks at once, there was no way she was getting loose. I could tell from the look of agony on her face that Mark was really hurting her ass, but I didn’t care. She looked down into my eyes. I could tell she hated me – or maybe she hated herself for getting herself into this position to be fucked by three men at once. I whispered so only she could hear me, “You know love getting fucked. You want this. Be a good little whore and take it.” Her eyes closed and she started crying again.

Just watching her being taken by me, Sean, and Mark all at once was making me lose control way faster than I usually do. Dawn always said I had great self-control, but not tonight. I started feeling that heat building inside me, and I knew I was going to blow my load in her. Seconds later, just as I forced her up, I heard her start to gag. Sean was cumming down her throat just as I was giving her a blast in the cunt.

He stepped back out of her, and shoved her up high, impaling her on Mark’s cock in her ass. That took the look of pain on her face to a whole new level. She was shaking in agony as he forced her to bounce up and down on his cock up her rear. With a stuttering sound, he slammed her asshole one last time, then shoved her off him onto the floor.

Dawn fell into a ball on the floor and started crying again. She closed her eyes and looked like she intended to just lay there, but that wasn’t happening. Jim was on her in moments. He forced her down on her back, jabbing with his cock. Her head slammed into the floor, and her eyes became unfocused. She knew there was another guy fucking her, but I don’t know how much more she understood at this point.

Will yelled at them, “Roll over so I can get to her ass!” As soon as Jim got her over on top of him, Will came down on top, driving his cock deep into her asshole. Dawn started screaming in pain again, struggling to expel him. The screams cut off again in seconds, when Tom’s cock went into her mouth.

Impaled on three guys’ cocks again for the second time in just a few minutes, she was an amazing sight. What made it even harder to understand was that she obviously could not make up her mind what to do. Dawn clearly didn’t like this. She knew she was being used like a whore. She certainly didn’t want this. The screams and attempts to escape showed that. But her nipples stayed hard, she stayed wet, and it was obvious that she was having orgasms as she was fucked. She clearly had made a decision not to fight too hard, since all she really had to do if she wanted to make serious trouble was bite down, but she didn’t even try. I had a big ring gag to use on her if we needed it, but there wasn’t even a hint that we would. Like I said, she made some decision to take it – to be the whore that she is.

I noticed Dave slip out the door into another room. It took me a minute, but I realized what he had gone to get. Even I won’t go that far, but what the hell – it isn’t like we are going to do this again anytime soon. It wouldn’t be long until Dawn learned how Dave liked to treat women.

Will was obviously having trouble holding himself in. It only took a few moments until he was laying over her, dumping another load of cum into Dawn’s ass. Poor guy – minuteman.

With him out of the way, Jim got up and around behind her. He and Tom had her bouncing back and forth between them on their cocks. Both of them were fucking her really hard, neither giving any slack. She was gagging really loud on Tom’s cock, but she didn’t seem to have any more focus to her eyes. It was almost like she had lost all control of her body and was just moving with them now.

I noticed suddenly that Dawn wasn’t just letting Tom fuck her face. She was actually sucking his cock as hard as she could. I knew she that deep down inside, she liked pain and humiliation, and now I had my proof. She started thrusting herself back against Jim too. He realized she had stopped resisting and was actively working to fuck herself. He jammed her with even more strength. I couldn’t believe it when I saw her start shaking – she was cumming really hard from having Jim fucking her like a whore.

He lost it right at that moment, blowing the third load tonight up her slit. That left Tom. Dawn actually sat back on her heels and really started working his cock, like she sometimes did for me. It was the best cocksucking job she had done all night. That was when I got it. I figured she had decided that if she went along with us, it wouldn’t hurt so much. That would have been true, except that Dave was waiting.

When Tom finally came down her throat, I think she thought she was done. She sat back and then laid back, her long, blonde hair falling down around her, eyes closed. When they opened, she looked right at me, but they were a little fuzzy. I could tell that she wasn’t really all there – all the fucking and the blow to her head when it hit the floor had definitely gotten her scrambled. She was slowly writhing on the floor, rolling back and forth and rubbing her legs together. She ran her hands over her tits, like she was feeling herself to see if she was all there. I could tell that Dawn really was on the edge of losing it. I wondered whether what I knew was going to be next for her would either snap her back to reality, or drive her completely out of her mind.

Dave stood behind Dawn on the floor where she couldn’t see her, looking down at her rack and spread legs, cum leaking out of her, having just fucked two successive groups of three guys. More like raped by two groups of three guys, but who cares? I could see what he had in his hand – something she was not going to like at all. He gave her a minute, just long enough for her to relax, before he surprised her with her toughest ordeal yet.

As I said before, Dave was quite brutal with women. He always looked good – more than one girl said he looked like a movie star – so he had lots of girls that wanted to hook up with him. But I knew that girls that got involved with him usually didn’t stay long. I had seen what he did to girls, and so I thought it over carefully before inviting him to this little party with Dawn. But after a while I decided that I didn’t give a damn. He always made the show interesting, and when he got to “work on” (as he called it) a girl, she never was the same afterward. I was wondering what Dawn was going to be like when he was done: better, or broken?

Dawn’s breathing started to slow down. It was obvious she thought her marathon session of being fucked was finally over. She was completely wrong. The next hour would be the most difficult and painful time for her throughout the whole night. Like I said, I figured she would never be the same. That didn’t count, of course, what the rest of us were going to do to her after our little break watching Dave “work on” her for a while.

Dave quietly got down on the floor next to her. Putting his mouth right next to her ear, he said very quietly, “Get up and come with me.” Her eyes snapped onto him, but she did what she was told. When she started to follow him, he even used the same words I had earlier to lift her up a little bit. “That’s a good girl.”

He walked her over to the couch and laid down on it, hands behind his head, and waited to see if she would climb up on top of him. She got up off the floor and followed. Heels sounding as she walked, tits jiggling, Dawn still had a slightly unfocused look to her eyes. Every eye in the room was on her. Even though she had been fucked really hard, I was amazed that she still looked really good. Her long blonde hair was flowing out behind her. Really high heels, like the 6 inches she was wearing, always made her look good. She actually seemed to be proud of her body as she walked across the room. That was unusual. I wondered if this night had already changed her some. She looked awesome.

Dawn walked over to Dave, looking down at him laying there with his cock standing straight up for her. He didn’t say anything. I wondered if she would need encouraged, but no. She did exactly what she had to do, all on her own, moving to straddle him so she could ride his cock. She obviously had not looked at his hand, because if she had, I wonder if she would have been so cooperative.

Dave didn’t push her yet. He always wants to see how far a whore will go on her own. It is amazing how, even when they have been seriously fucked over like Dawn had been that night, many times, they still will cooperate in their own destruction.

Dawn started down that path, doing what she was told to do. Seeing that his cock was rigid and waiting for her, she adjusted herself so that she slid him into her cunt without even being forced. It was the first time tonight that she voluntarily took one of us inside her. Every other time, either she was passive or she was forced. Not this time.

When Dave didn’t start stroking into her after a few seconds, she slowly started to ride him, putting her hands on his chest to press herself up and down on his cock. It was obvious that, at least by now, this whore knew what she was expected to do for us. Despite her other failings, she usually was a pretty good fuck when I had used her before.

Her use of her hands provoked the first reaction by him. “Put your hands behind your head. Don’t use anything but your legs to ride.” She got a confused look on her face, but did what she was told. “That’s right. Be a good girl and do exactly what I say, OK?” For the first time in quite a while, she made a coherent reply: “OK. I will.”

“That’s good. Now, listen to me. No matter what happens, you keep your hands behind your head and keep riding my cock, OK?” She answered again, “OK. I will.”

The rest of us had pulled back a little to watch this show. Dave always takes his time when he “works on” a girl, so it is a good chance to catch a rest. He usually spoke very calmly to her, insisting she do as she is told, any then turning on her when he was ready. No one made a sound. We all wanted to see what Dawn would do when he made his move. I was betting, considering how cooperative she had been with me when I was calm and quiet with her, and how out of touch with reality she was right now, that she would do whatever he said. I was pretty sure that Dave was going to bring her right to the edge and then push her over.

I could see some things about her that suggested I was right. Her tits, which had settled down when she had calmed down, were slowly starting to heave again as she moved with him. Her nipples had hardened up, as if she knew something was about to happen to her. But she didn’t resist. She had looked earlier like she was just might be getting used to the idea of being fucked by guys she didn’t know, or maybe just that she decided that if she couldn’t get away, she might as well enjoy it. After all, Dave was treating her a lot better than the rest of us had, and he has just the type of looks that she likes, so I bet she had deluded herself into thinking he was a nice guy and wasn’t going to hurt her. Wrong.

“Now, tilt your head back and look at the ceiling. No matter what, keep your eyes on the ceiling until I say otherwise, OK? You won’t like it at all if you move your hands or your eyes, OK?” Again the reply, “OK. I will.” Maybe he just had her cowed into submission. In any case, almost immediately her head rolled straight backwards and her eyes fixed on the space above her. She also arched her back quite a ways, which made her DD rack slide up her chest a little bit more and stand out better. I still am amazed at how different she looks with her new tits, even if I wish they were bigger. She would have had an absolutely perfect body, ready for use as a toy, if her husband had just put more into her boobs. She looked hot this way, but she would have been a perfect petite blonde bimbo slut with some F-cups on her. Of course, I was the one who got to play with them, so what the hell. She still looked amazingly hot.

It sure looked to me like Dawn was ready for Dave to make his move, but he has more patience than I do. He let her slowly ride him for another half a minute or more, until he knew she was settled into a rhythm. She was working him pretty good, with her back arched so that her tits were thrust right in his face, smoothly rocking her hips on him. She had fucked me the same way many times, always when she was turned on. Clearly, something had opened her up a little bit to at least accept the fucking, even if she was really being raped.

Once he was satisfied that she was doing exactly what he wanted, he added his favorite toy. With her eyes locked on the ceiling, she could not see what he was about to do. I was behind her, fairly close, just in case she tried to fight, but I bet she wouldn’t.

I watched as his right hand slowly came out from behind his head and moved toward her left tit. In his hand was an ordinary pair of pliers that he had retrieved from his stuff a few minutes before. They were his favorite tool for “working on” a girl. He opened their jaws up with one hand so they were wider than her nipple, and then, taking great care so he would not accidentally get any of the less sensitive tit-meat further back, suddenly squeezed the pliers shut, directly on her left nipple.

The reaction was instantaneous. Dawn screamed – very loud. Her hands and arms twitched like she was going to drop them from behind her head and grab his hand, but then she froze. Her eyes stayed up, and her arms didn’t move. She was afraid of what would happen if she didn’t do as she had been told. I realized that, with her head up in the air, eyes focused on the ceiling, she had no idea what the source of the pain was. She only knew that her nipple really hurt.

Dave always said that when he “worked on” a girl’s tits with pliers, her cunt would spasm every time he did something to her. He said it was the most amazing feeling. He loved having his cock in a girl whose cunt was reacting to his pliers. I never tried it myself, but I had to admit that she did jump when he closed the jaws on her. She very well could have been squeezing his cock with her cunt.

He slowly increased the pressure on her nipple, keeping her screaming. But she didn’t move again. I noticed that as she continued to ride him, even though he was holding his hand still, so that every time she came up, it pulled painfully on her nipple. Her breathing was very hard, but she didn’t stop fucking him.

After about half a minute – which seemed like a lot longer – Dave let her nipple go. That ended the screams, which trailed off to whimpers. The teeth marks in her nipple from the pliers were clear to see. He moved the tool to his left hand, then extended them toward her right tit, jaws open again.

Once more, the teeth closed on Dawn’s nipple, crushing it in his grasp. She screamed again, this time a piercing scream that really showed how much it hurt her. But she didn’t stop riding him or move her eyes, continuing her slow progress of sliding herself up and down his cock, even as he was hurting her.

I watched as this time, he slowly twisted the piers, doubling the intensity of her screams. I could see the look of agony on her face, as tears fell down the sides of her face. But at the same time, I noticed her nipples stayed hard and she showed signs of excitement. I concluded that my guess that Dawn was a closet pain slut was right on the money.

Dave started twitching the pliers, a little bit at a time, twisting her nipple a little further with each move. Each time he turned it, she screamed again, a short little scream of intense agony, relieved as he backed off about half the distance after a second or so. This went on for about half a minute, until her right nipple was now turned a full twist from the rest of her tit, crushed almost flat, the sides bulging out from the teeth of the pliers. From where I stood, I could see that her face was a mask of pain again.

Through it all, she stayed put. Her eyes locked on the ceiling, hands clenched behind her head, body erect, chest heaving with every breath, riding Dave’s cock up and down slowly. He whispered to her, “You like the pain, don’t you?” She replied through clenched teeth, “No. It hurts.” That wasn’t good enough for him. “But it makes you feel good, doesn’t it? Tell me you like the pain.” I think she decided that she would do anything he asked, or maybe there was something more happening here? “Yes, sir. I like the pain.” I noticed she called him “sir”. Interesting. He wasn’t finished, though. “Tell me you want more pain. Say it just that way.” Her reply was perfect. “Yes, sir. I want more pain.”

Dave let her nipple go from the teeth of the pliers. It snapped back into place, causing a yelp of relief to come from her mouth. She shuddered and let herself relax for a moment. He lowered his arms and set the pliers down quietly where he could get them again. He wasn’t done with them yet, but it was time for something different. Through all of it, she had no idea what it was he was using on her tit to cause such intense and sharp pain.

After allowing her a few seconds to compose herself, he got her moving again. “Ride harder. All the way up and all the way down.” Again the reply: “Yes, sir.”

Dawn slid herself up his cock, almost to the top. She paused for a second, then let herself drop. Just as she bottomed out, Dave’s right hand suddenly lashed out and slapped her on the outside of her left tit, really hard. She let out a startled little yelp. Better yet, her big tit smacked into the other one, making them both bounce.

For a moment, she froze. He immediately growled at her, “I didn’t tell you to stop. Keep going.” Once more she answered, “Yes, sir.”

Up she went again, then dropped. Again, just as she came down, he slapped her tit, the right one this time. She let out another sound, this time almost mewling like a cat. It suddenly became clear to her that he was going to hit her every time she came down. He wasn’t being gentle, either. I could see that he was making sure to get his strength into every blow.

Dawn started rhythmically bouncing up and down on Dave’s cock, each time coming down hard, and each time having her tit slapped from the side. The thud of her hips hitting his was drowned out by the sound of her tits being beaten. This was what he did women – he would torture the tits of girls as he fucked them. He did it for several reasons. He said that shots of pain made their cunts milk his cock, which of course he really liked. It was also very humiliating, reinforcing that he was in complete control of her, and that she was there only to serve his needs and give him pleasure. Riding him as she was, her hands out of the way and not being able to see anything but the ceiling, she was completely defenseless, which made her feel more helpless. He took full advantage of that helpless feeling.

Dave believed in punishing girls just because they were women. He really wanted to humiliate them, and he did it well. He always said that nothing was better than hurting a girl’s tits. Sticking out where she could always see them, women instinctively want to protect them, and are afraid to leave their tits unprotected. Also, they were an unmistakable sign of her inferior status, especially for girls like Dawn, who know that they have pumped-up tits, and thus, understand that their bodies have been modified for a man’s use and pleasure. Using her tits, especially really big ones like Dawn’s DD’s, to inflict pain on her, instead of giving her pleasure, made it clear to her that she was here only for his pleasure, not hers. She was here to be used as a toy. Absolutely humiliating.

Funny thing was, Dawn was convinced I didn’t think of women like this. She didn’t think I looked at them as objects. Of course I actually did use women as toys, and made an effort to humiliate them, especially her. She was such a whore for me, but it kept her coming back to me. Dawn wanted to be humiliated.

Funny thing was, Dawn wanted to be humiliated. I knew that already. She had been debasing herself for me for two years. She always came hardest when she was fucking in front of a mirror, or when I was taking pictures of her getting herself off, or when I made her tell me about fucking another girl for me. I really didn’t think pain would do it for her too, but here she was, having orgasms from the pain and begging for more.

Despite being pretty brutally beaten on her tits, she continued to ride Dave, dropping hard onto his cock, trying to get both of them off. I could see on her face, still turned up toward the ceiling, showing a strange mixture of pleasure and pain. It was clear that she was in some way getting off on being beaten. So far as I knew, Dawn had never been beaten while being fucked, or even beaten before being fucked to soften her up. She had stopped crying and now was breathing faster, trying to understand what she was feeling inside – this mixture of wanting this while hating what was happening to her.

Her tits kept sliding back and forth, reversing direction with every strike. Sometimes he was fast enough to hit her again before her tits stopped moving the other way, making them slam together even harder. The outer sides of both tits were already red, with darker spots of bruises starting to show. All of us were really enjoying watching her continue to cooperate in her own torture by riding his cock, with this strange mix of pain and pleasure. Dave saw she was starting to warm to him, so it was time to up the ante again.

Dropping his hand down, he stopped hitting her and grabbed the pliers again, lifting them up in front of her chest. He said, “Look down at me.” Her head dropped down, allowing her to see for the first time what had been locked on her nipples. Dawn’s eyes got very wide when she realized that it was pliers he was tormenting her tits with, and more importantly, she realized he was about to use them on her again. Even then, though she slowed down a bit, she didn’t stop riding his cock, keeping him deep inside of her cunt.

This time, he opened the pliers up a lot further. Once he got the jaws as extended as far they would go, he extended them out toward her left tit, pliers set so he was above and beneath her. He was grasping an inch or so behind the nipple, in the firm part of her tit meat. Slowly, he closed the jaws until they were touching her skin on both sides, but not applying any pressure yet.

“You know this is going to hurt, right?” She answered the same way as all the other times: “Yes, sir.” He went on, “Do you want me to hurt you?” By this time, the tears started coming down her face again. I was shocked at the reply. Again, “Yes, sir.” Dave asked her, “Why do you want me to hurt you?” Her answer was perfect. “Because I’m a whore, sir.”

With that, he started putting pressure on the handles of the pliers, crushing Dawn’s left tit in its jaws. She started screaming in pain again. “Please, no!” I noticed the “sir” disappeared. The reply was significantly less kind. “No way, whore. These stay on until you make me cum.” He grabbed her right nipple with his fingers as well, digging his nails into it and twisting it a half turn. Her screams intensified, but so did her efforts up and down his cock again.

Dave’s right arm started twitching. I could see he was really trying to crush her tit. The jaws of the pliers dug into her, almost a half inch deep. He pulled hard on the handles, stretching her tit away from her chest into a painful cone. That made her wail louder. It was obvious that the pain really increased whenever she moved up away to ride his cock. I had to give it to him – she had been on him for almost 30 minutes, and he still had control of himself.

Dawn was becoming engulfed in pain. I could see that she now understood the depths she had sunk to. Having the pliers digging into her tit had ended any interest she had in what Dave was doing to her. She was being raped, after all. Now all she wanted was to escape. She knew better than to drop her hands or try to get off him, because she was genuinely afraid of him now. After all, what would this guy to do to her if she resisted? He had already beaten her and was using pliers on her tits. I don’t know what horrors she made up in her head, but they obviously scared her.

Plus, the realization that she was responsible for all of this was crashing in on her. She still had her arms up, hands behind her head. She had just a moment before asked him to hurt her and called herself a whore. And she was still riding his cock, and deep down inside of her, she wanted his cock in him. Dawn didn’t know what to do other than just keep fucking.

When after a couple minutes, Dave realized he was going to cum soon, he switched the pliers over to her right tit and crushed it the same way. Her screams became even more intense, not really sounding like a woman anymore. To be honest, I was getting a little uncomfortable. My apartment is pretty soundproof, and there is no one else in the building at night, but this was starting to go a little too far. I wondered what to do about it.

Before it came to that, though, Dave bucked up into her cunt, giving her his load. As soon as he did, he released the pliers off her tits, allowing her to collapse onto him. The screams reduced again to small little kitten mewls, tapering off with a few sobs and tears.

It was really interesting looking at her. She finally moved her hands, but he said nothing. Dawn was laying on him, looking into his eyes, almost like she would to me when she was finished after she rode my cock normally. I could tell she was still confused as to what to feel. She was in great pain, but was also strangely excited by what had been done to her. I don’t think she really understood anything at this point beyond this odd combination of pleasure and pain.

After a moment, Dave pushed her off him onto the floor. Falling on her back, Dawn’s DD’s lay out for us, and showed what he had done to her. Both nipples had teeth marks in them. The outer sides were black and blue with bruises. The spots where the pliers had dug in deep were all black, with red lines where the teeth had been. They looked painful. I idly wondered how she was going to hide this from her husband. After all, he thought those tits were his. Not really my problem, I guess.

Dave had one more thing to do to humiliate her. He swung his legs off the couch to sit up, then beckoned her over. “Crawl over here and clean me off. With your mouth.” After all he had done to her, all the pain she had taken from him, she still gave him the same answer, “Yes, sir.” She moved right over to him, on her hands and knees. She took him in her mouth, cleaning her juices – and all our cum – off him. He slid his hands down onto her tits and squeezed both of them hard. From her mostly full mouth we heard her cry out in pain again.

After a minute or two, he finally cuffed her on the side of the head with his hand. She sucked him one more time, then crawled away to the other side of the room, laying down on the carpet like she intended to go to sleep. I didn’t think so.

We had taken a good rest. Now it was time for anyone who wanted to fuck her again. I was ready, and I noticed everyone else was too. With that, I got up out of my chair and moved toward Dawn, laying on the floor, waiting, ready to be fucked by us some more. This night was not done yet.

Dawn was laying on the floor, looking like she was going to go to sleep. Her tits were bruised pretty good, but the rest of her was intact. We all were interested in having one more shot at her, so her sleeping was not going to happen.

I decided that I needed her ass first. I was the first guy to ever fuck her in the ass, and I loved using it. So did she, usually. So, I rather casually got up and walked over to her, still on the floor. “Did you like that, whore?” She turned her head to look at me and asked, “What?” I noticed her eyes still had that slightly unfocused look. I asked her again, “Did you like being beaten while he fucked you?” She replied, “Yes. What do you want?” Still not a good answer. It was pretty obvious that Dawn was trying to compose herself. She didn’t know what she was supposed to be feeling, whether to be in pain or in ecstasy. There really was only one thing for me to tell her: “Be a good girl and roll over so I can fuck your ass.”

For a long moment, she just looked at me. She really was confused because her emotions absolutely out of control. So, I slapped her hard across the face, in the hopes of getting her attention. I was surprised that she didn’t blow up. Instead, while she did let out a whimper, she didn’t do anything else except roll over onto her stomach, crushing her black and blue tits under her and sticking her ass up in the air, reaching back with her hands to pull her asshole open. Amazing – it was clear she still was ready to be fucked.

I didn’t wait, mostly because I didn’t want to share her at first. I gave Dawn a quick shot of lube, then shoved my cock quickly into her well-stretched ass. She immediately started fucking herself against me. I wasn’t sure how focused her head was, but she at least understood that there was a cock inside her, and thus, she was supposed to fuck.

Dawn was sliding back and forth on the floor on her bruised tits while I pumped in and out of her. That explained the moaning noise she was making. Since she had her hands back on her ass, I decided to have a little fun. I grabbed her wrists, leaned back, and pulled. That lifted her body up off the floor, so her tits now hung beneath her. Her feet came off the floor too, so she was teetering on her knees, while most of her weight was hanging from her shoulders. Her head came back, and she began screaming again.

Of course, that is exactly what I wanted. This was a brutal gang rape, as painful and humiliating as possible. I started really shoving my cock to her, as hard as I could. That started her screaming again, begging me to stop. She kept screaming louder, every time I put it in her. Her tits were swinging under her, slapping together. That had to hurt, making her beg for mercy. I loved it.

But I noticed that she had started fucking back against me, really pretty hard. She didn’t seem to realize she was doing it, actually making things worse for herself.

Actually, I had seen this before. Dawn had really been pushed to do things she never wanted to do when she came back to me two years before. She had learned to accept the pain of being fucked in the ass, and actively fucked herself on my cock with her ass, just like now. She really had dropped all her limitations that night, at least when it came to fucking one guy – me. She would do anything I wanted her to do, without question. It seemed that tonight had done the same thing again, making her drop more of her limits, this time being shared by 9 guys.

“That’s a good little whore. Keep fucking me.” Every stroke brought a sound deep from her lungs, almost a moan forced out of her. She threw her head back, tossing her hair up in the air. Her arms were snapped tight, holding her up for viewing and use. Her massive rack was full display for the guys on the couch. I noticed she was looking directly at Dave still sitting where he was before. I wondered what she was thinking and what her experience with him had done to her. It certainly had changed her.

Harder and harder, she forced herself back onto my cock. Dawn was really doing most of the fucking herself, even though I was jamming her too. Her ass was really well stretched at this point, but even so, this had to hurt. I saw it as another confirmation that she was a little pain slut, even if she didn’t want to admit it. She was getting off from the pain.

I could feel myself getting ready to cum, so I caught Mark’s eye. We had quietly talked while Dave was “working on” her and had decided that what Dawn needed to do next tonight was pull the train, with each of us fucking her ass. I figured that would humiliate her more than anything else we could do, considering that she would be forced to fuck lots of guys with her ass, when she really only wanted me fucking her that way.

Mark got up and moved over behind me, ready to go as soon as I was done. After another minute or so, she abruptly screamed as I slammed her ass as hard as I could, while spurting another load into her. I let her wrists go without warning, which made her fall straight down onto her bruised tits. That caused another scream of pain to come out of her.

It was pretty clear that Dawn again thought she was done. Wrong again. As I backed out and sat down, Mark moved right behind her and rammed her. She immediately started screaming, “No! No! I can’t take any more!” He got his hands on her shoulder blades quickly, just as she started to try to get up. That pressed her back down, right onto her bruised DDs.

Before she could get her arms under her, I jumped over and pushed her head down onto the floor. “Listen, whore. I told you before that you are here to fuck all of us. That means you fuck us as long as we want. So hold still and take it.” She shouted back at me, “Fuck you! Asshole! I hate you!” But at the same time, she stopped struggling. She really didn’t know what to do. The fear had paralyzed her.

Mark started stroking into her again, hitting with his cock her pretty hard. This time, all her weight was pressing down on her tits. That had to hurt. Her eyes closed and she showed she was really in pain. But her breathing started picking up, getting deeper, like she did when she was getting turned on. Her body was betraying her.

That was always the problem with Dawn. She was smart enough that getting her to do things outside her comfort zone meant that she had to stop thinking. If she was thinking, she held herself back and wouldn’t do anything fun or wild. But if she was pushed, her body started telling her that it felt so good that she would eventually let her feelings override her mind. Whenever that happened, she would do almost anything. After all, I got her to fuck another girl, didn’t I? Unfortunately for her, that also meant that she was usually very humiliated when she went ahead and did what her body told her to do, because her mind would never shut completely off. Too bad for her, but fun for me.

It didn’t take more than a few strokes of his cock into her ass before Dawn started reacting to Mark. Within a minute or so, I could feel her body relaxing, warming, begging her to stop thinking and start fucking. As I took my hands off her head, she started moving again, sliding back into his cock as he fucked her ass. Her mouth opened wide, while her head lay on the floor on its side, and started releasing moans of pleasure. Her body had betrayed her mind again.

Mark was really pounding her now, giving her deep thrusts into her asshole. Her reactions continued to get better, and more intense. She really started putting on a show, growing in intensity. He started breathing deeper, showing he was about to blow his load.

That triggered John to get up and get ready. We didn’t want her to get any rest. This was going to be one long series of guys in Dawn’s ass. The question was how much resistance she was going to give to each of us. Unless I was completely wrong, each one would be a little easier, but I didn’t expect that she would totally break and give in to her use as a fucktoy.

Mark gave her a final stroke, followed by a load of cum. Sliding back on the floor, he quickly made room for John. As he forced his way into her, Dawn screamed a surprisingly loud and high-pitched scream that made it clear she still didn’t want to be fucked by everyone. Too bad.

The thing was, I wanted to humiliate her. No, I didn’t have the slightest respect for Dawn. After all, who wants a girl for anything serious who fucks around on her husband? If she did it once, she will do it again. That’s why to me, she was a fucktoy, nothing more. All I wanted out of her was to use her body whenever and however I wanted. Because I didn’t have any real interest in her, I might as well see what I could get her to do that no girl in her right mind would do – like set herself up to be gang raped like this. After all, we didn’t put a finger on her at first. She stripped herself naked, even knowing there were 3 guys in the room waiting to fuck her. Dawn knew she was going to be gang raped, and yet, she didn’t fight and voluntarily got down on her knees, naked.

John was being pretty hard on her as he fucked her ass. After all, this was his third round tonight, and none of us are sixteen any more. He slammed her really hard and deep, which could not have been comfortable for Dawn. She was letting out little shrieks each time, and I noticed that she had started crying again.

Dawn still had her heels on, which added a porn-like tone to her movements. She really was an amazing sight, down there on the floor. She still was laying directly on her DD tits. Every time John jammed her with his cock, she moved a little bit forward. She actually had slid about a foot along the floor with each guy that had been in her. Fortunately the room was plenty long enough. She had put her hands under her head so that it wasn’t pressed into the floor anymore, but her head was still turned to the side. The tears had wet her face, but she wasn’t looking at anything in particular.

John was really crushing her ass now. It was a wonder that she wasn’t bleeding, but I guess enough lube had been used on her, and she had been so well stretched, that it wasn’t a problem. Which was good, because the last thing I wanted was to damage her permanently. That probably would have created some a situation that could not be easily explained, considering she didn’t let her husband fuck her in the ass. If she was injured there, the whole story probably would come out. So I made damn sure while Dave had been working on her to tell everyone not to hurt her too much. But John was pushing the limit.

Fortunately, he was almost done. Mike was up next, already in position to take over. Dawn had to know what was coming. After all, the pattern was clear by this point. So when John finished inside her and moved away, I was surprised when she raised up. I thought she was trying to struggle or get away again, not that there was the slightest chance of that happening.

Mike was on her in an instant, but she didn’t try to resist. Apparently she just needed to get off her bruised tits. I didn’t give a damn. Besides, now we got to watch them swing around as they hung and bounced underneath her while she got fucked, which wasn’t a bad show either!

I noticed something else interesting. Maybe this was the real reason she got off the floor. Dawn didn’t have her head hung down, with her hair covering her face. Instead, she was looking straight ahead. She had her eyes locked on Dave, still sitting on the couch. There was definitely something going on there. It was apparent that he had noticed her gaze too. He had a look on his face that could have been interest or could have been amusement. I wasn’t sure which.

Dawn, on the other hand, had a very intense look on her face. I could tell that she had succumbed to the feeling that was coursing through her of having so many cocks in her ass. After all, she had been a complete cock slave for the last two or three hours. I hadn’t looked at the time, but she had not done anything else but service men since she arrived, without more than a minute or so break at any point. That had to be taking its toll on her somewhere. I would bet that right now, all she could feel was Mike’s cock in her.

Mike too was on his third round, since he and John got to have Dawn suck them off to soften her up at the start of the show. That meant he also was needing every bit of her ass to cum in her again. He was doing a good job, though. Every shot to her was deep enough to get those same little squeals out of her that she had been making before. It even looked like she was trying to squeeze him a little bit. She definitely wasn’t passive while being fucked.

As Mike was showing signs he was about to blow his load, it was time for Will to get ready. He was a little annoyed at his poor performance before, so I was watching him closely to make sure he didn’t go overboard. I was not a bit concerned when Mike backed out and Dawn asked, “Please, I just need a minute.” Will didn’t give a shit and neither did I. “No way, whore. You take it.” With that, he wasted no more time forcing himself into her already stretched ass.

Dawn screamed pretty loud when he jammed her. She definitely didn’t like him. I saw her grit her teeth and close her eyes as he started to build a rhythm. As soon as her eyes shut, Dave made a throat clearing noise. She immediately opened her eyes back up and locked them onto Dave again. I really wonder what was going on in her head with him.

After about half a minute, Dawn must have decided that she wanted rid of him, because she really started forcing herself back onto his cock, hard. I don’t think that was really what he had in mind, because he grabbed her ass to try to slow her down. That really didn’t work. I had to smile to myself, because even while she was being raped, she had gotten into control over Will.

I think it really pissed him off when he blew his load too fast again. Tom saw it coming and made sure he was ready to go for his turn. I really thought Will was going to hit her, but he must have decided not to. Tom just pulled him off and took his place. I made up my mind right there that this would be the last time Will was invited to a party with a girl. He couldn’t control himself.

Tom did something different. He wrapped his arms around Dawn and pulled her up off her arms. He slid his hands up and squeezed her DDs, so he was holding her by them. Considering how bruised they were from Dave “working on” her, I wasn’t surprised that Dawn started keening in pain again.

With her up on top of him, Dawn had to force herself up and down on his cock in her ass. That was really humiliating, to have to fuck her own ass. But she knew that she didn’t have any choice, because she knew that resistance at this point would be meaningless. She was going to fuck until we were done. It was pretty obvious that she had decided she might as well enjoy it, although I had to believe that her ass was really sore by now!

Tom was always a tit man, so I wasn’t surprised he was enjoying Dawn’s funbags. He was really crushing them with his hands. That started the tears back up again, running down her face. I wondered what he thought about what Dave had done to her. I didn’t care, because the way I saw it, I could play with them whether they were bruised or not. If it hurt her some, well, I had already seen her getting off from pain, so what the hell?

That actually was what started happening. Even though I could see that Dawn was really humiliated by it, she was having her body betray her again. She was flushed and breathing deeply, both signs she was cumming. I knew she usually had multiple orgasms from being fucked in her ass, especially if her tits were being mauled at the same time. She always denied it, because she was ashamed of her body most of the time, especially her big tits, but playing hard with her tits was a sure way to turn Dawn on.

Tears were coming down her face again, even as she started letting out a short cry every time she came down on Tom’s cock. She was obviously getting off on this, even though she was also ashamed.

Tom was loving it. He had controlled himself well, but his time was almost up. Jim moved to get ready to take her on. Tom was really hammering her now up and down, and Dawn was doing the same for him. She was obviously really now in intense pain. It broke over her just as Tom slammed her ass for the last time. Her scream of pain was the loudest and shrillest yet of the night. How she was still fucking like this I didn’t know. There was a lot more to Dawn than she allowed to show. In a way, I hoped tonight’s experience showed her that she could go a lot farther than she normally did.

Tom let go of her tits that he was using for handles and let her drop forward. This time, she caught herself on her hands before her bruised tits hit the ground. Jim slid up into position and got inside Dawn immediately. He made the 7th cock in her ass in a row without a break.

He decided he was going to take his time, it seemed. His strokes were coming much slower, if smoother and deep. Considering she had been going a lot faster, and could see what was happening here with each of us taking his turn, I bet Dawn would try to rush him along.

I was right. But when she tried to speed him up by fucking herself on his cock, Jim took steps. He reached out and got a good double handful of her long blonde hair and used it like a bridle on a horse. “Slow down, whore. You fuck like I want to. Not so fast. I intend to enjoy your ass.” She replied, “Please hurry up. I hurt so much. I just want this over.”

Jim didn’t budge. He just kept his own slow process going, taking his time. He looked like he was having a good time. Dawn let out a little shriek every time he thrust into her and pulled her hair. Once more, the tears started up. I wondered how many tears she really had. There had been quite a lot tonight.

She was also still watching Dave. I really wonder if she was afraid of him, or if there was something else. I didn’t see fear in her eyes when she looked at him, but I wasn’t completely sure. He had definitely done something to really mess with her head, though.

Jim was still fucking her ass, but for all his efforts to drag it out, he was getting close to being done. Sean started getting himself ready. That left only Dave who had not used Dawn’s body this round. I noticed that he leaned over to Sean and whispered something in his ear that got a nod in reply. I had no idea what he was going to do, but from the look on his face, as well as what I know about him, I had a feeling he wasn’t going to go along with the rest of us.

Sure enough, after a minute or so, Jim started to fade. He didn’t really have a big release, he just seemed to slow then stop. He moved away and Sean took his place.

When Jim let go of her hair, Dawn hadn’t moved her head. Sean reached out and pulled her arms out from under her. She must not have expected it, because she didn’t catch herself. Her face slammed down on the floor, crushing her bruised DDs under her. She let out a yelp of surprise, followed by a cry of pain and a lot of whimpering. Sean put his hands right on her shoulders, keeping her from moving and compressing her tits even more.

He also was fucking her really hard. Every stroke brought another cry. He also pushed down every time too, which couldn’t have been good for her tits – except she was clearly obtaining enjoyment from the pain. Dawn really was a pain slut. That much we had proven tonight.

I also noticed that as soon as her view of him was cut off, Dave moved off the couch and had gotten over much closer to her, in a spot where she couldn’t see him. I realized that he must have asked Sean to make sure she couldn’t see her move. I don’t really know why, but Dave can be picky about how he fucks with a woman’s mind. Of course, he gets results, so he must know what he’s doing.

For the first time in a while, Dawn started to beg. I could hear her quietly, “Please, I’ve had enough. I can’t take any more of this. I’ll do anything you want, just leave my ass alone.” She was sobbing now, tears pooling on the floor. Her body was still reacting to him, though, so it didn’t make the most sense it could have.

Sean was having a good time, though. I could see she was squeezing his cock with her ass, which he had to like. He kept slamming her in the asshole as hard as he could, in pretty measured strokes. Dave was standing quietly on the side opposite the one her face was on, studying her with interest. I wondered what he had in mind for her. It had to be good, through.

With a pretty loud sound, Sean gave Dawn’s ass his last load of cum. She shrieked as he jammed her with one final shot. He stepped away, and for a moment, there was silence.

Dave bent down next to her ear, still behind her head. He almost whispered, “Dawn, can you hear me?” She answered him the same way. “Yes, sir.” Again the “sir”, but only for him. I had to find out what this was all about. He went on: “Did you mean it a moment ago when you said you would do anything if we stopped using your ass?” She agreed, saying, “Yes, sir. I will do anything.”

I wondered where this was going. He immediately showed me. “All right then. Will you promise to come back to me when I want you?” Personally, I figured that was not the most likely thing to happen, but it might. She signed up for it, anyway. “Yes, sir. I promise.” He let her off the hook. “All right, then. Turn around and come show me how much you want me.” Interesting choice of words there.

They did the trick, though. Dawn pushed herself up onto her knees and turned around, looking for him. When she turned around, I noticed that there was almost a hungry look on her face, mixed with just a little fear. Here was another sign of Dawn’s mind at war with her body. Dave clearly had given her a massive dose of his pain and pleasure mix that was fighting to overwhelm her mind. Amazing.

To my surprise, when Dave stepped up to her, she slurped him right down her throat, almost like she was willingly sucking him. He actually had to pull back a little, because she was going after his cock with almost a hunger. He was the only one of us who had not forced her to take him, one way or the other, tonight.

She also, without being told, had returned her hands to the position behind her head. That meant that she was sucking on him only with her mouth, which she sometimes had to be encouraged to do. I had first-hand experience of how good a cocksucker she was, but this action was really beyond anything she normally did. Who knows what made this cunt tick?

Dave was not fucking her face. He was holding almost perfectly still. Dawn was slowly picking up the pace, not to be in a hurry, but because she knew it increased his pleasure. She usually wasn’t much on sucking cock, even though she was really good at it. Dawn had this screwy idea that if she didn’t get direct pleasure out of it, then it was not fun. Hopefully, Dave had changed that in her too.

She was really working his cock, now. It wouldn’t be another minute before he blew his load in her throat. A look at the clock made it clear that it was about time to wrap this little party up. She was going to have to be home in enough time to be able to answer her husband’s phone call when he got up and do so clearly enough that he didn’t think she had been out all night being fucked. If he only knew what we had done to Dawn tonight!

At that moment, Dave grabbed her hair on both sides of Dawn’s head and held her against him, forcing all his cock down her throat. It made a distinct bulge in her neck, showing he was really deep inside her. Her throat was moving, making it clear to me that she was swallowing every drop of his cum. He held her there for a moment, then dropped his hands to her shoulders and shoved her back quickly, making her fall again, first on her back, then hitting her head against the floor again. She was dazed from the abrupt change and impact, her head rolling side to side, with her eyes moving around, trying to lock onto something like she was dizzy.

That left only me. I moved over to her and let my weight fall straight down on top of her. For a moment, she was trying to figure out what was happening. Then she realized, as my cock slipped into her cunt, who it was that was on top of her. Her eyes focused on my face, making me grin at her.

As I started stroking into her, I asked, “Well Dawn, did you like getting fucked like this?” She let out a weak, but still defiant, reply. “No, asshole. You had me raped. You made me a whore, fucking all your friends.” The crying started again as she turned her head away from me.

I pushed myself up, putting my hands on her DDs as the point for all my weight. That move made her cry out in pain as she turned her head back toward me again. I made my point, saying, “Look at me while I am fucking you, whore.” She did. I continued, “You know you wanted this. You hate your husband so much you call him ‘The Ass’. I’ve given you more fun tonight than you know how to handle. You fucked 9 guys tonight. You stripped yourself naked for us. You have begged for pain, been beaten, pulled the train, and called yourself a whore. You came here on your own, knowing you were going to be humiliated. You like the pain. You like the humiliation. You know that’s what you are: a whore.”

She finally broke. No more fucking us back, no more potential for anything else. She lay there on the floor, bawling her eyes out, as I fucked her cunt for the last time tonight. Her tits were heaving up and down on her chest from me slamming my cock into her. I love that sight. After all, when a whore has massive tits like Dawn does, guys fucking her should get a good show!

With one last shove, I shot another, final load into her. I hoped she felt it dripping out of her all the way home. I climbed off the little whore, who was still laying there on my floor crying. Everyone else had been quietly dressing as I was fucking her, so when I got up, they nodded and waived, then headed for the door.

Dawn was lying there, crying, curled up in a ball on the floor. I told her, “Get out, whore. Maybe I will call you later. But you know you will come when I call.” I knew she would. After all, I had plans for her still. Maybe Dave did too – I had to talk with him about that soon.

With that, I went into the next room. A few minutes later, I heard her slowly pull on her clothes and start down the stairs. I didn’t hear from her for a few days, but just like I knew would happen, she called me, wanting to come back for more. Stupid whore.

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