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Beaten And Broken Josie: |
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"Do - do I have to?" Josie asked in a small, tired voice.
She stared down at the toilet bowl with dismay. "I cleaned the urinals good, didn't I?
Can I please not do this? Please?!" "What a silly question," Buck said, grinding his ass down on Josie's back and pulling on the rope until it cut into her mouth, keeping her from saying another word. "What a silly bitch. Lick the toilet clean for me, Josie. It's your job." The urinals had been bad. They had tasted of stale, rotten piss and antiseptic. There had been ashes and curly crotch-hairs on the edges of the bowls. The toilet stool was a hundred times worse. It was crusted with dark brown and yellow stains. The water was a muddy swirl. Just the smell alone made Josie gag uncontrollably. Josie didn't have any choice. Just pleading with Buck had taken every ounce of her courage. She didn't dream of defying him. After all, he owned her. She lowered her head to the filthy bowl. "Shit!" a man shouted, jerking on his bone-hard cock. "The slut will do anything! This is too fucking much!" "Lick it out, Miss Cartier," Grady said. "Just like a good landlady." All the men were hooting and laughing, and they called Josie the most filthy names possible. Spit splattered against her face and back. Buck pulled the rope from her mouth and stood up off her back. Josie breathed a sigh of relief as his weight came up off her beaten body, but the stench of the toilet turned the sigh into a series of dry heaves. There was nothing left in Josie to come up, but her stomach rolled with disgust at what she was about to do. Josie touched her tongue to the crusted rim of the toilet. The vile taste was so foul that Josie almost swooned. And to further her degradation even more, Buck aimed his cock at her face and started pissing. Josie gagged as she licked the filth off the toilet. Her pretty pink tongue slithered over the crusted porcelain, wiping up clots of brown, sponging away dried yellow stains. Josie went a little more insane with every taste of filth, groveling at the toilet like a hungry dog. Buck's piss splashed over her face and shoulders, a stinking spray that made Josie feel like a toilet herself. Grady grabbed the bathroom plunger off the floor and stabbed it up into Josie's cunt. The shattered beauty screamed in pain as the big man pierced her pussy with the rough wooden probe. He stuffed a foot of the plunger into her pussy with his first thrust. When he jerked it out, Josie screamed again, as sharp splinters bit into her sensitive pussy-flesh. The second time he forced it inside her he fed her a foot and a half. Josie plied her tongue over the dirty toilet. Sometimes she had to fasten her lips around a clot of filth, soaking it with her spit and then prying it loose with her mouth. Buck's piss helped by soaking the toilet. Josie sucked up his piss obediently. Her disgust at licking the shitty, pissy toilet was as bad as the tearing agony Grady was causing her with the plunger. Together they completed the wrecking of her mind and the demolishing of her body. "Get down into it," Buck said as Josie licked away the last of the filth from the toilet's rim. "Lick the bowl out with your slutty tongue." Josie plunged her face into the toilet as Buck shook the last drops of his piss off onto her shoulders. When her face was plunged deep into the bowl, he grabbed her by the nape of her neck and pushed her face underwater. Josie gurgled filthy toilet water, too tired to struggle even though she was drowning. And then he flushed the toilet. When Buck pulled Josie's soaked head out of the toilet, the vacant beauty was barely conscious. She let Buck position her as he wanted as he flipped her onto her ass in front of the toilet, then dragged her slender arms through the center hole of the ring and tied them. Pete pulled her legs wide apart, tying one ankle to a pipe and the other to the edge of the stall. Grady never stopped driving the plunger into her cunt. He was feeding her tattered pussy almost two feet of the wooden shaft now. "There she is, boys," Buck said with a grin. "Just call her Toilet-mouth. She cleaned up the stool so nice that I couldn't stand to see it get dirty again so fast. So if you need to relieve yourself, why not let her take care of that, too?" Josie stared up at Buck, her wide blue eyes vacant, her beautiful face set in lines of anguish and despair. She didn't even bother to struggle as the men got in a line to use her. "Keep your mouth open," Buck said as the first man stepped into the toilet stall and aimed his cock at her face. A moment later a hot stream of yellow piss splashed into Josie's mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but the man was pissing too much, too fast for Josie to swallow it all. Piss fountained back out over her lips, spilling down her chin and soaking her long, sinuous body. Josie's stomach gurgled as the man's piss filled it. When he stepped away, another man took his place. This man pissed all over Josie's creamy tits before aiming his stream between her moist, parted lips. The whole time Grady was still leaning his weight on the plunger, stretching Josie's battered cunt until it could stretch no more. Two feet of the wooden shaft forced its way into her tearing pussy. But Grady still wasn't satisfied. He yanked it back out of her cunt and then drove it in like a spear. Josie went into spasms of agony as the plunger fucked her more deeply than she had ever been fucked before. Josie passed out for a moment as the tip of the plunger forced its way through the tight ring of her cervix. The firehose stream of the next man's piss brought her back to awareness. She didn't have enough strength to scream, but she convulsed on the floor like a dying woman as the plunger stabbed deep into her stomach. Shoving on the plunger even harder, Grady leaned on the plunger until it was finally stuffed completely inside Josie's cunt. The fat rubber suction cup pressed against her swollen pussylips before he stopped pushing. Then he stepped away, leaving the plunger thrust completely inside her body. "No-nahhh!" Josie moaned incoherently. Her creamy skin glistened with a clammy sweat. She trembled and thrashed, bucking her hips high off the bathroom floor. "You're-you're not going to do this - you're not going to do this to me! Please!" "We already did," Grady said with a laugh, then stepped back in to turn the suction cup in circles, making the plunger rotate inside her. Josie screamed in agony as the rough wood ground in circles inside her. It took her almost a minute to realize that she was climaxing. This orgasm, though, was like no climax she had ever experienced. It burned her bruised, aching body like fire, making every muscle in her long, lithe body tense until they trembled and pulled. She went rigid as a board, and her pussy clutched at the shaft of the plunger like a powerful hand. Josie wasn't even sure whether her abused cunt was trying to force the plunger out or pull it even deeper inside. Her orgasm went on and on, wrecking her luscious body, reducing her to a sexy mass of quivering jelly. "Where the hell is all that wood going?" a man asked in wonder. "Her body isn't big enough to take it all." "The slut's on fire," another man said. "Look at that sweat. Look at the way she's fucking moving. The big-assed whore's burning up!" "I'll cool her off," Pete said, and stepped up to her. He straddled Josie's face and pointed his cock right down at her. "Have some piss, you high-class twat!" Pete pissed right down onto Josie's pretty face. The explosion of piss into her open mouth almost drowned her, and the stinking heavy flow poured down her aristocratic features. Then Pete bowed his legs and started grunting, and a wet, smelly fart exploded in Josie's face. Dazed as she was, Josie knew what was coming next. A huge turd pushed out of Pete's asshole. It looked like a fat brown worm burrowing its way out of a hole. It curled into a comma as it slipped from his shitter. Then it slapped down on Josie's face, right across the bridge of her nose. It felt like a huge lump of mud, but it smelled like the bottom of a rotten sewer. Josie moaned like a lost soul. Tied as tightly as she was over the stool she couldn't even knock the shit away. Pete grunted and dropped another turd on Josie's helplessly waiting face. This time it landed on her forehead, curling down to cover her right eye. He squeezed out another and it slapped down at an angle over the first one, resting on Josie's left cheek. He grabbed a handful of her silky black hair and wiped his ass with it. The crowd of men howled with enjoyment. Josie shuddered in disgust and shame. "Shitty bitch," Pete muttered, swinging off her face. "Shit-eating cow." Men stepped up to either side of Josie's face and started pissing. Their streams of piss melted the fat turds that Pete had dropped on her face, and soon the the shit ran down her beautiful features like chocolate milk. The men laughed and aimed their streams of piss so that they could dissolve all three of the turds Pete had deposited on top of her. Sludgy rivers of shit ran into Josie's eyes and streamed down her cheeks. Shit dripped down the sides of her nose and over her tightly clenched lips. The stench was so awful that the men were forced to hold their noses. A man squatted over Josie's creamy flat stomach and spread his asscheeks wide. He dropped four hot, steaming turds into the quivering hollow of Josie's belly, then pissed straight down on the mountain of gloppy brown. Shit ran like a foul chunky syrup over Josie's silky flanks and down onto her swollen, plunger-stuffed pussy. Another man then straddled Josie's throat and shit on the huge, rounded pillows of Josie's tits. One long, skinny turd laid right down the center of her creamy cleavage. Men were crowding around to piss on her before the man was even finished, and as soon as he swung off of her five hard, yellow streams were turning the mound of crap into so much sticky fudge. Josie climaxed again when the next man shit on her face. He dumped five huge turds on her face, completely submerging her lovely features under a stinking pile of shit. Josie couldn't even breathe through the mountain of shit it was so thick. It covered her lips and nose, and the biggest turd of all blanketed her eyes like a sickening blindfold. A moment later, as a half dozen streams of piss beat the shit on her face into slimy black quicksand, it began to seem to Josie like an honor that the men would shit on a whore as lowly and worthless as she. Josie climaxed explosively, grinding her savaged cunt on the plunger that pierced her long, sultry body, and she bucked her full ass up off the floor. Pussy-cream ran down her cuntlips and splattered on the bathroom tile. She opened her mouth to moan in pleasure and a muddy river of piss-soaked shit flowed down her throat. After that Josie writhed with pleasure at everything the men did to her. They beat off in her face and she lashed her tongue out over her lips to gather every drop of jism she could reach. At least half of the men in the bar shit on her, and every man pissed on her at least once. But Josie loved it all. The men untied her hands and made her rub their foul, stinking shit all over her tall, sultry body. They made her eat a turd like a candy bar, and lick another like an obscene ice-cream cone. And when she had finished they made her grovel at their feet to thank them for sharing their 'treats' with her. "Time for a new game," Buck said at last, sneering at the shit-plastered, piss-soaked beauty. "You're enthusiastic, Josie. Now let's see how much stamina you've got." Tying the rope around her wrists this time, the men hauled Josie into the air and she squirmed in pain as the rope cut into her wrists and the weight of her body pulled on her slender arms. Then Grady wheeled a table into the bathroom, and Josie whimpered with despair and excitement. There were needle-sharp ice picks sticking up out of it, and candles were fitted into holes that had been drilled in the table's top. Grady lit the candles as he pushed it forward, and Pete pulled the plunger out of Josie's cunt as Grady maneuvered the torture table beneath her. "That's going to hurt real bad if you let yourself down on it, Josie," Buck said mildly, pinching Josie's stiff, shit-caked nipples until she whined in pain. "We're going to lower you a little bit. But if you're strong enough you'll be able to hold yourself off it. Let's try ten minutes. If you can do a ten-minute chin up I guess you've got it fucking made." Josie clutched at the rope as the men lowered her toward the table. She raised up her legs, sticking them straight out in front of her. When she felt the licking heat of the candles and the prick of the icepicks on her creamy asscheeks, she tried to pull herself up. Josie thought the effort was going to kill her. The strain of pulling herself up off the icepicks and candles sent pain flashing through every inch of her lean, lithe body. The muscles in Josie's slender arms jumped and flexed as she chinned herself up on the rope. Sweat poured down her beautiful face as she pulled herself painfully up. Finally her face was level with her hands and her big, perfect ass hung just out of reach of the candles and icepicks. Her lush body shivered with agony. "This is a fun game, isn't it?" Buck asked the broken beauty, pinching her nipples again, then twisting her full, fleshy tits until they looked like twin corkscrews. "Say thank you for letting you play with us." "Thank you for letting me play!" Josie moaned, her voice cracking with strain. "It's a fun game!" "Ten minutes, Josie," Buck said. "Think about how much fun it'll be in nine." The men tried to make her fall. They picked wads of shit off the floor and threw them at her. Grady collected some darts from the other room and they threw those at her too, piercing her ass, tits and stomach. They beat her with belts and pulled her hair. But it was Buck himself who finally broke her. He walked up to her with a lit cigarette in his mouth and a dozen needles in his hand. One by one he poked the needles into her slender, straining arms. Then he dragged the lit end of his cigarette over her arms, into the sensitive hollows inside her elbows and under her shoulders. "Stick out your tongue," Buck said, and Josie did as he asked. He ground out the cigarette on her tongue. Josie screamed harder than she ever had before, and her exquisite body writhed and twisted in agony, her beautiful face scrunching into a mask of pain. She stared at Buck, tears streaming down her cheeks, knowing that he would show her no mercy. She almost let herself fall from shock when he leaned close to her and kissed her. "Tell me you love me, Josie," he said. "I love you, Buck," she whispered. "I don't think I could live without you." "I know," he said. "Let yourself down, Josie. Nice and slow. For me. You've only got a minute left." "Yes, Buck!" She lowered herself toward the table. Josie whimpered loudly the moment she felt the candle flames lick her creamy lush ass. They hurt her terribly, but then her rounded asscheeks were pressed against the candle tops, putting them out one after another. Then she felt the ice picks pressing into her tender, silky skin. One after another they pierced her flesh, and Josie sank down on them, crying out in agony. Buck let her sit on them for the full final minute before he ordered her to pull herself back up. Having endured Buck's torture game the men cut Josie down and dropped her to the bathroom floor. She stared up at them blankly, her long, lean body squirming in agony and lust on the cool tile. A moment later Grady wheeled a cart into the room. Josie smelled smoke, and then she saw the long metal pokers. "Oh, Buck," she whispered. "Oh, please, Buck!" They were brands. Buck was going to brand her, mark her as his forever by marring her pristine beauty with his personal epitaph. "Sit up," Buck said, pulling one of the brands off the grill. "Stick your big tits way out for me." "I love you, Buck!" Josie sobbed, pushing herself off the floor. She arched her back, pushing her huge, creamy, perfectly-rounded tits high into the air. "I belong to you, Buck! Do whatever you want to me!" "I will," Buck said, and held up the sizzling hot brand for Josie to see. It read: Property of Buck's Bar Buck pressed the red-hot surface of the brand onto the full, thrusting
mound of Josie's left tit. Instantly Josie shrieked in terrible agony as her skin burned off, her
vision turning black as her chest exploded in a world of searing hellfire. And thru it all she
could still her the sizzle of her skin, smell the nauseous scent of her flesh as the brand burned
it to a blackened char. She passed out, knowing that when she woke up she would be starting a
whole new life. If found, please FUCK senseless and return to Buck's Bar Josie turned painfully over, crouching on her hands and knees and
sticking her ass high in the air. Buck branded her on her right asscheek, pressing the burning
metal high on the lush cheek and close to the center. This time she didn't pass out, but when
Buck pulled the brand away, she collapsed to the bathroom floor and curled into a tiny ball.
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