A Bad Night Out!
by NoNAME

Nancy and Heather giggled as they stumbled out of the restaurant into the night air.  It was Friday night and the girls were finished eating and ready to dance the night away!  They walked briskly down the avenue in their high heels and short skirts teasing the men who passed them by.

Heather was a tall brunette with long, muscular legs, a trim, slender figure, and striking green eyes.  Her friend, however, was the exact opposite.  Nancy's hair was curly and red, and she was a bit plump and stalky.  Her breasts were a voluptuous 38 DD, though, and something Heather had always been jealous of. The two girls joked often about putting Heather's legs with Nancy's breasts and together they would have made the perfect woman.

Although the two young women had known each other at the office for years, they hadn't hung out together until recently.  Nancy had always thought Heather was a snob and didn't like her "rich bitch" attitude.  Heather on the other hand thought Nancy to be plain and frumpy.  It was only at the office Christmas party, when the girls were drunk and laughing, that they realized they had a lot in common with each other.

Nancy stopped to adjust her nylons as Heather rambled on about one of her many ex-boyfriends.  The night was cold and Nancy, wishing that she had worn her slacks, jogged to keep up to Heather.  The girls darted in and out of bars and pubs until they decided they'd had enough liquor for one night.  The two of them sat on the curb sloppy and buzzed while they waited for a taxi to drive by.

"It must be late--where is everyone?" Nancy looked up and down the street with concern.

Heather fumbled through her purse for a cigarette, looking around the deserted street.  "I dunno... "

At that moment a set of headlights appeared in the distance and Heather jumped to her feet without hesitation.  "We're saved, we're saved!" she laughed loudly, stumbling out to the middle of the road.  When Heather's eyes focused, she realized it wasn't a taxi but a black van.  The van slowed down and came to a stop.  Nancy stood up in a panic.

"Heather--get off the road!!!"

Suddenly the vehicle's back door flew open and three hooded men jumped out. Heather, still stunned, stood there not realizing what was going on.  Two men grabbed Nancy and the other took Heather.  The van door slammed shut and in moments was out of sight.

The two women were bound tightly with rope and pillow cases were placed over their heads.  Nancy cried out, "Ohhh God! No - no, please don't do this!"

After a seemingly endless amount of time, the van came to a quick stop and the door slid open.  For a moment Nancy thought she might be let out and set free, and remained quiet.  She could hear Heather struggling and moaning as they carried her out of the van.  Then she was lifted over someone's shoulder, and he walked for what seemed a long while.

"You need to lose some weight, don't you, you fat bitch?" he whispered as he caught his breath.  Then she was dropped roughly and the pillow case was pulled off.

She was in an empty apartment, and Heather was in front of her.  The two friends looked at each other, horrified and tearful.  Four men stood in the kitchen area talking and laughing.  Nancy looked around and saw camera equipment, props and spotlights, and she knew that whatever these men were going to do to them was going to be filmed.  The girls struggled against the ropes that tied their hands and feet without success.

They did succeed, however, in getting the attention of their abductors.  One of the men in the kitchen perked up.  "Oh, I think the ladies are getting frisky over there--we better get started!"

Nancy's ropes were untied and she was roughly forced unto her hands and knees, while her ankles were cuffed and a bar was placed between her legs. After being spread open wide, another man forcefully placed a gag in her mouth and something under her knees.

"Get your head on the floor, Fatso!" a third man shouted, forcing her face to the ground, while another tied her hands tightly behind her back.  Nancy was humiliated beyond the point of embarrassment. Trussed up like some piece of meat - with her ass sticking up in the air - she was too scared to struggle.  What was going to happen?  What were these men going to do to her?  To the both of them?

A moment later blinding lights were turned on, causing Nancy to squint against their brightness, and she could feel the camera watching her.  She heard a muffled squeak and looked over on the side to see Heather watching her, her big green eyes opened wide in terror.

Heather, meanwhile, watched in mute horror her friend's humiliating ordeal.  Her mind, still fuzzy from the drinks that they had earlier, stumbled in her head looking for a solution, but there was none to be found.  There was no escape! What were they going to do?  What was going to happen to them?

Heather's answer was only a moment in coming when she saw their abductors close in on her helpless friend like a hungry pack of wolves.  The men savagely ripped Nancy's skirt off and tore open her black nylons, exposing a curly mass of dark red pubic hair jutting from Nancy's asshole and pussy.  One of the men roughly opened Nancy's pussy and jabbed several fingers into it.  Nancy squirmed and groaned loudly, which seemed to amuse the masked men.

Without warning, a tall man grabbed a long stick and began spanking Nancy's ass over and over.  Nancy screamed into her gag and struggled fiercely against the laughing men who held her down, but it was for nothing.  The man doubled his attack, beating the woman's bare bottom even harder.  In moments her pale dimply buttocks were red and swollen, criss-crossed with several angry weals.

"You've been a bad girl, bitch, and now you're gonna get what you deserve!" he spoke angrily.  He ripped her shirt off and pulled her sagging tits out from under her.  His big hairy hands tugged and yanked at Nancy's large pink nipples.

The man positioned himself low behind Nancy then brutally jammed the stick into her ass, slapping the sobbing, struggling girl several more times after. Nancy's gag muffled her screams while thick strands of drool leaked around it, and she was forced to breathe heavily thru her nose.  From the side of the brutal act being played out for the cameras, Heather watched, too scared to speak or move, in horrified silence the humiliation and terrible punishment that awaited her.

The man left the stick in Nancy's ass, leaving it to stick up in the air at least four  feet.  "Wiggle your ass, bad girl!" he shouted, yanking Nancy's tit with force. Immediately the frightened girl began moving her ass, frantically shaking it back and forth while the stick jerked up and down.  The man laughed, giving her beaten bottom another good, hard slap to motivate her.

Then he looked at Heather.

Another man grabbed Heather and dragged her behind Nancy, shoving her down onto all fours.  All her clothes were torn from her except for her black high heels, and then the men tied Heather's hands behind her back.  Her breasts were bound tightly, as well, and within moments her perky little tits were turning a dark, ugly shade of purple and red as the bristly rope wound in tight, constricting circles expertly encircled her tortured flesh.

Heather groaned in agony as she felt her aching breasts start to turn numb from lack of circulation, but quickly she quieted when she saw one of the men carrying a noose towards her.  The rope was placed around her slender neck, cinched snugly against her throat and then tied to Nancy's hips and thighs. Heather struggled to move but the more she did the more the rope strangled her.  Her face was directly in front of Nancy's pussy with barely an inch to spare.  Unaware of what was happening behind her, Nancy moaned and wiggled.

"N-Nancy--d-don't move," Heather gasped, "I-I can't b-breathe-"

One of the men smacked Heather's ass hard and warned her about not talking unless instructed.  Almost instantly a large red hand print began to appear on the quivering surface of Heather's stinging asscheek, and she began to sob and shake with fear.  The camera man rubbed his cock while he filmed the girls from different angles.

"Okay, lets get started," a man from another room spoke up.  The men adjusted lights and equipment while the girls waited uncomfortably.

"And... action!"

Suddenly a hooded man approached Heather from behind and began beating her brutally with a cruel-looking whip.  Heather screamed and yelled with every blow.  "Lick her pussy--c'mon, cunt, lick it good!" he demanded.

Even though she had never done anything like this before, Heather immediately began licking Nancy's spread hole, running her tongue up and down her friend's hair-covered gash.  It took everything she had just to resist the urge to gag at the new degradation they were forcing her to endure.

But then anything was better than the whip.

"Put your tongue in that hairy snatch, you bitch!" the man yelled, whipping her again.  Heather screamed but kept her head bobbing in and out between Nancy's fat thighs, all the while trying as hard as she could not to strangle herself.

Nancy, meanwhile, continued to moan and drool with the stick still jammed in her ass.  Hearing the tormented girl, the man then began to whip Nancy instead. "Hey Red-" he shouted, "you feeling left out, Fatty?  How about time for a new game?  Piss on her, fatty!  I wanna see some piss, or you'll be sorry, bitch!"

In order to get his point across - literally - the man grabbed a hold of the stick jutting from Nancy's behind and brutally shoved it in even further.  Nancy screamed in pain while the men roared.  Then the man knelt and using his fingers spread her pussy open as wide as it would go, telling a sobbing Heather to open her mouth.

"C'mon, bitch, what are you waiting for?" the man shouted up at Nancy.  "Your thirsty friend is waiting--give her some piss!"

Heather, her lips trembling, reluctantly opened her mouth, and only moments later Nancy squirted a thick, steady stream of warm urine unto her friend's pretty face.  Heather swallowed some down, but after her first foul mouthful she started to choke and gagged on the rest.  Her hair was soaked and her eyes burned from Nancy's urine.  And for the first time that night, Heather - coughing up on her friend's bitter piss - thought of her own very full bladder, which was now full to the point of bursting from a night of drinking.

"Good girl, Fatty, that's it... " the man said, patting Nancy on the head.  He pulled the stick from Nancy's ass and then, smiling wickedly at Heather, held the fouled end of it in front of the trembling woman's face.  "Clean it, cunt... "

Heather looked up at the man, her glistening green eyes full of pleading.  "Oh no, please," she begged miserably, "please, not that! Please don't make me do that-"

It took the man only a minute with the whip to force the dark-haired beauty to lick it off, but in the end she did and she was doing it well.  She wouldn't be able to sit down for awhile, though, and he looked at the sexy curves of Heather's ass, now nothing but an ugly roadmap of angry weals and vicious red welts.

Nancy sobbed in utter humiliation and shame, while her friend sucked and swallowed the brown mess that was left on the stick.  How far down were they going to be pushed?  How much more degradation could they suffer? As if in answer, another man approached Heather and yanked her head back by her hair.

"I want more shit-," he shouted into her face, his spittle spraying the young beauty's flawless features.  "Mmmmmmm, give me some poo, I'm hungry! Say it, cunt! Say it!!!"

Heather, now far beyond the point of trying to resist for fear that she would be whipped again, repeated what the man said in a low tearful voice.

"LOUDER, BITCH--SAY IT FIFTY TIMES!!" a man yelled from the kitchen.

Sobbing, Heather tried to speak louder, tried to make the men happy.  "I-I want some s-shit... m-mmmmmm... g-give m-me poo!"

Falling into a loud fit of laughter the men clapped hands, enjoying the terrified young woman's utter humiliation.  "What a nasty slut you are," one of the laughing men said, "begging for your girlfriend's shit like that.  But being that you want it so bad, we'll make sure you get it, cunt!"

A bar was placed between Heather's legs and they were then forced open wide, just as had been done with Nancy before.  It was a struggle just to keep herself up without tightening the rope around her neck, but with trembling arms she managed to do so--barely; the men did their best to make her fall by taking turns pulling and twisting her nipples and slapping her aching, bruised bottom, all the while forcing her to repeat her filthy 'pleas' for more shit to eat.

A long, clear tube was inserted all the way into Nancy's ass and quickly attached to what looked to Heather to be the largest enema bag in the world. One of the men - the one who had insulted Heather about being a 'nasty shit-eating slut' - gave Heather a dirty grin, twisting open a small lever where the tube connected to the bag.  Released, the contents of the bag had only one place to go, and down it flowed following the straight path right into the redhead's bowels.

Nancy groaned loudly as the bag slowly filled her insides, and clenched her teeth together when she felt a sudden, dull ache began to form in her bowels. She heard the men laughing at her as she squirmed in discomfort trying to make the pain disappear, but it only seemed to get even worse.  Finally, after an eternity of bowel-cramping torture, the bag was empty and someone removed the end of the tube from her asshole.

"Now the real fun begins!" one of the men shouted, while the camera man moved behind the girls to catch the action.

Nancy whimpered in pain as her cramped insides rumbled.  Even though she was trying to hold back as best she could for Heather's sake, she knew it wouldn't be long before her churning bowels emptied whether she wanted them to or not.  And with every second that passed, the aching burn in her guts intensified even more.

Nancy grunted in agony as several wet farts escaped from her clenching asshole directly into her friend's face, but she knew she was almost done.  Suddenly Nancy squealed loudly and a rush of runny shit sprayed violently against Heather's pretty features.  Heather gasped and coughed while the shit slowly dripped down her face and the back of her head, almost covering her entire head in a slimy brown mask.  Around the two girls the men began hooting and hollering, yelling and shouting at Heather and telling her what a 'shit-slut' she was.

Nancy grunted again and several more loud farts echoed in the empty room, followed by another spray of brown, lumpy liquid that splattered against Heather's face.  Her eyes were now so full of shit that she couldn't even open them.  Blinded, Heather panted and gagged trying not to swallow the foul, sticky mess that oozed slowly down her face in slimy clumps.

Nancy was humiliated, scared and ashamed at what she had just done all over Heather.  Her shame was quickly forgotten, though, when a fat man grabbed her tits and, after squeezing them roughly a couple of times, placed several wooden clothespins on her nipples.  After attaching some long strings to them, the man grabbed the ends and began yanking hard at Nancy's soft nipples.  The sobbing girl's heavy tits flew up and down and side to side.

Another man opened Heather's cunt and ordered her to pee.  A dog bowl was held to her pussy and within seconds the frightened girl had filled it to the top. Then Nancy's gag was removed and the bowl was set in front of her.

"Drink it, Fatso!" the man shouted.

Nancy cried and pleaded with him, while the other man continued pulling at her nipples.  She got a hard slap across the face.  Scared and sore, Nancy began to lap at her friend's warm piss.

"Drink it, slut, or you'll get the whip again... drink it all!" he shouted. Immediately, Nancy lowered her head and began to suck up the urine.  She drank it quickly and soon the bowl was empty.

"Good girl!" the man chuckled.  "But now you want some shit, too, don't you?" Nancy began to cry and plead with the man, but he just laughed.  Her body shaking with sobs, she lowered her head to the floor and wept, crying at the disgusting depths of depravity their captors had sunk to.

Barely aware of her crying friend anymore, Heather struggled to breathe, her eyes still fused shut with Nancy's filthy mess.  She began begging the men to stop.

"Shut up, cunt!" a man shouted, grabbing her hair and forcing her face into Nancy's ass.  "Lick her asshole good, cunt--and stick that tongue deep in her ass for the camera!"

Laughing, the man began to whip Heather's red, welted bottom.  She smeared shit all over Nancy's fat ass while she licked at her friend's open anus, gagging violently as the putrid taste of Nancy's shit started to overwhelm her.

"That's it, bitch--give her a good licking!" the man told her, pulling Nancy's asscheeks apart to give Heather better access to the filthy hole that hid inside. Then the fat man came around and inserted a long syringe filled with liquid into Heather's ass.

"Push some shit out, slut!" he said, jamming a metal rod in and out of her ass until Heather felt her bowels move.  Liquid spurted out and she pushed and pushed until her face turned red.

Suddenly, Heather's ass opened up and a large turd appeared around the rim. The man pushed it back in and told her to push again.  Heather's bowels began to ache, but she grunted and tried to push it out again.  Still licking Nancy's asshole, Heather began to tire.  But still she tried, grunting and pushing, afraid that at any moment she would feel the sting of the whip again.

A moment later a huge lump dropped from Heather's ass into a bowl, followed by a slimy jet rush of diarrhea.  The man held open her asscheeks while the runny mess spewed in all directions.  Heather's asshole burned as the man poked the rod in and out of her.

"Oh, you did lots of messy poo for your friend, didn't you?" he said.  Then he slapped her ass hard and moved off to the front, to approach Nancy.  Heather felt disgusted with herself.  She was humiliated and her body ached all over. Her ass and thighs were covered in runny diarrhea, and she shuddered in embarrassment.  She couldn't even move to clean herself.

Up front the fat man pulled Nancy's head back up and smacked her ass with the rod.  "You're hungry, aren't you, slut?" he said.  "You're gonna eat all of this up like a good little girl, aren't you?"

Nancy shuddered with repulsion as she watched the man slide his hands into some rubber gloves.  Picking up the dripping, large turd, he held it in front of her mouth.  His voice threatening, he gripped Nancy's chin tightly.  "Aren't you?" he repeated.

Unable to tell what was happening up front, Heather gasped as Nancy's wiggling ass pulled the rope tighter around her neck.  Stopping only for a brief second to try and catch her breath, Heather screamed when she felt a hard, stinging slap crack across her aching bottom.

"Keep licking, bitch--c'mon, be a good girl!" one of her tormentors shouted. Squeezing one of Heather's breasts painfully tight in his calloused hands, he yanked viciously at her tit.  Instantly, Heather resumed her disgusting chore, licking feverishly at her friend's filthy asshole.  She tried not to gag, but Nancy's shit smelled very strong.  Not that it mattered--this time the man was holding her head in place.

Nancy gagged at the foul stench of shit as the man traced around the circle of her mouth with the turd, running it over her lips like a perverted tube of lipstick. After coating her lips with a thick layer of waste, he took the turd and smeared it around her cheeks, painting them both with big brown circles.

"Now for the best part, slut," he said, teasing the crying girl.  "Open your mouth, Red... c'mon, time for a tasty treat!"

When Nancy failed to do as he ordered and started shaking her head side to side telling him 'no', the man became enraged.  Gripping the girl's chin tightly in his hand, he squeezed her cheeks until the girl's mouth popped open, a muffled squeak escaping her lips.  He shoved the remainder of the large turd in her mouth, packing it in until the girl's mouth was full of shit.

"Eat it, Fatty--chew it!!!" the man yelled.  He shouted so loud that both girls instantly cowered, believing that he was going to strike them.  Slowly, Nancy began to chew her disgusting 'treat' and then swallowed, gagging as the thick substance coated her throat on the way down.  Even more repulsive was the fact that most of the shit was still in her mouth.

Before Nancy could swallow the rest of her friend's foul shit, a large strap-on dildo was shoved roughly into her mouth and strapped tightly behind her ears. She moaned and grunted while the men joked and laughed with each other, complimenting her on what an 'excellent shit-eating slut she had turned out to be'.  The rest of the bowl was then dumped on her head and down her back. Diarrhea oozed and trickled slimy brown trails down her face and over her heavy tits.

"You girls like it wet and dirty, don't you, you filthy cunts?  You're being such bad girls tonight!"  The girl's amused abductors then took turns at slapping and poking their crying captives.

Unknown to either girl, there was still one more surprise in store for them.  From another room a large dog was brought out by one of the men.  Heather, exhausted and barely able to open her eyes anymore, started to panic.

"You want to get fucked good, don't you, lady?" a masked man asked, fingering Heather roughly.

Heather, barely able to speak, managed a frightened whimper.  "Nooo, please don't!"  The dog began to sniff and lick at Heather's pussy.

"Ohh, that feels good doesn't it... say yes, it feels good.  Say I want to get fucked sooo bad.  I want doggie cock rammed in my puss!"  He cracked the whip down on Heather's back.  "Say it!" he yelled.

Heather remained quiet, crying to herself.

"SAY IT, BITCH!!!  Say I want doggie cock in my puss, and I want to get doggie-fucked--say it over and over!" the man shouted, speaking with authority while he whipped the terrified girl with force.  Finally, her spirit broken, Heather cried loudly and repeated what she was told to say, screaming the filthy words hysterically over and over.  The men started laughing at the frightened girl, while the dog only continued to lick at her pussy.  Heather cried uncontrollably, still shouting the words.  Suddenly, the dog jumped up, roughly mounting Heather's back.

"Keep licking that dirty bumhole, slut, and keep that tongue out--don't you dare stop!" the camera man spoke up.  Heather's pretty face was violently slammed into Nancy's ass when the dog entered her, but she kept her mouth open and her tongue out while the dog rammed her hard and fast.

Nancy, meanwhile, moaned loudly, still gagged from the massive plastic cock that jutted from her face, her mouth still thick with the taste of shit.  The men just stood back and watched the shit-covered girls in action, smiling.  This was going to be their best film yet.

Heather's pussy burned as the dog's cock swelled inside her.  She screamed loudly and panted from the rope around her neck, which the men all agreed was a nice touch--a pretty little cunt, tied and tied.  The dog fucked Heather hard for a long time, viciously pounding the grunting, sobbing girl's ass until finally the men pulled him off.  Heather let out a tortured squeal as the dog's large knot was yanked from between her dripping pussylips, and immediately a large quantity of thin, watery doggie-cum oozed from her pussy, puddling onto the floor between her knees.  The men then untied the ropes around the girl's hands and made them both place their palms on the floor, resuming their doggie positions.

One of the men took a dildo and smeared it into the puddle of doggie-cum between Heather's legs.  After making sure the fake cock was thoroughly coated with the slimy fluid, he yanked Heather's head back by her hair and strapped it tightly to her mouth.  Heather struggled with the man for a moment, but she was too tired to fight and quickly submitted to the further degradation.

The camera man ordered both girls to rub their pussies and play with their tits. Long, slender dildos were roughly shoved deep into their assholes, making both girls squeal in pain and fright.  Now the two sluts were ready for action!

The girls, still spread wide with their asses in the air, did as ordered by their captors and rubbed their pussies, exhausted and frightened.

"Rub faster, cunts!  Pull your titties hard and fast!" an angry voice spoke up. Heather afraid of what the men might do next rubbed her pussy as fast as she could.  Nancy yanked at her own nipples quickly and rubbed her pussy frantically.

"Moan loudly--let's hear how good this feels!" the camera man shouted, walking around the now-filthy girls.  Heather moaned as loud as she could through the dildo, while Nancy did the same.  The men laughed at the girls as they watched them masturbate feverishly.  The plastic cocks in their asses bounced and jerked wildly as the girls began to sweat.

"That's it, show your pussy who's boss!" a laughing voice said.  The girls rubbed for what seemed an hour before they were allowed to stop.  Heather's arms collapsed beneath her and she fell over like a rag doll, gasping for breath.

Finally, the two girls were untied and thrown back into the van.  Dirty, naked and humiliated, they sat together sobbing quietly as the men threw pillow cases over their heads.  The vehicle's engine rumbled to life and within moments they were moving again.  They drove for about an hour when suddenly the van swerved to the side of the road and squealed to a loud halt, the door sliding open loudly.

"See you in the movies, ladies!" the man said as he roughly threw them both out of the van.  Nancy pulled off the pillow case only to see the truck in the distance.  She helped Heather to her feet and the two of them looked around, trembling and frightened.

"Did you get the license plate number?" Heather asked.

"No... " Nancy whispered, and began to cry.

"Where are we?"  Heather looked around.  The sun was coming up and they were naked and still covered in shit.

"We can't tell anyone what happened, Heather--it's too embarrassing!" Nancy sobbed.

THE END

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