Celeste's Pacific Downfall
Chapter 3
When Celeste returned to consciousness, her stomach was emptied by means
of a few brutal kicks and knee drops that forced everything worth coming up out
of her. She was hosed down as she lay in the tub, coughing and desperately
trying to clear her lungs of all the water that had found its way there.
A mock cheer rose from the assembled group of rapists as Celeste's naked
body was dragged by her hair into the room for a resumption of the gang raping
she was getting.
This time the few women involved came to the fore, introducing the
newscaster to their strap-ons modeled after some large farm animal or one of the
more well-endowed members of the porn world. They took her back-to-back while
the men concentrated of choke-fucking her raw throat, enjoying the strangled
sounds that they caused. She brought up plenty of bile, but nothing else.
The women focused on hurting her in those special places that only
another woman knew. The way the strap-ons were worn allowed them to maneuver
them into configurations not possible for the male sex equipment to assume. They
chortled every time one of them managed to dredge up a scream of agony from her
as they found one of those super-sensitive spots.
One of the women had modified her dildo to make it an even more fiendish
implement for torturing any hole that it was inserted into. Her sissy boyfriend
claimed that when she raped him with it for the first time he felt as if he was
burning in hell. That remark had made her day and turned his into one long
nightmare as she experimented with other variations of what she had done to her
tool. In essence she had turned it into a combination scraper and a system for
delivering various ointments and even liquids deep inside the cunt, asshole or
throat of the victim she was working on. Today it would be Celeste who suffered
the fires of hell as they burned deep inside her cunt, perhaps even penetrating
into her uterus.
She had used a sharp knife to cut jagged serrations along the length of
the hard plastic. Then she had cross-cut another series of saw-like grooves
perpendicular to the first set of markings. When inserted into a tight area,
these tiny saws would abrade away any flesh the tool encountered. It did not
matter at what angle it was inserted, the result was always the same, massive
damage to the walls of the cunt, asshole or throat being reamed. It was rare
that she used her modified dildo on a throat, but there were a few women who now
spoke with a voice that was beyond raspy as a result of their session with the
tool. It now appeared that one more could be added to that "elite" group.
This sadistic lady had also discovered by accident that the areas where
the grooves intersected could hold small, but sufficient amounts of liquids,
pastes or ointments. The grooves themselves could transmit the material to any
portion of the dildo by means of capillary attraction. She had tried out this
idea on her sissy boyfriend as well and almost fried his insides on a number of
occasions. Now Celeste would have the opportunity to feel the full effect of
this hellish tool.
Celeste shreiked in agony as the dildo penetrated her swollen cunt and
began tearing away sections of its wall as it made the journey towards her
cervix. The entire purpose of this initial attack was to create a super
sensitive area that would be further attacked by the chemical that would be
injected from the serrated areas of this tool of the devil, once it was loaded.
The woman planned to use a chemical that would desiccate her cunt flesh, sucking
it totally dry of any moisture, thus making it vulnerable to any intruder that
contacted it.
The pain from this horrible rape was so intense that Celeste could
easily have bitten her tongue off on a number of occasions as the tool pumped
back and forth inside her tender cunt, ruining the membranes that guarded its
length from harm. Nearly all the time this was going on however, there was a
cock jammed down her throat, now and then moving out to give her a chance to
catch a breath before her throat was closed off once more. The pain level she
was experiencing created a new type of convulsion in her throat muscles and the
one enjoying it was literally screaming with elation as he was treated to a
sensation that few men ever had known.
A few members of the rape gang whistled and clapped while the woman
carefully swabbed the length of her dildo with the chemical that would dry up
the newscaster's cunt juices, her hand protected by a rubber glove. She made
sure that the material filled in most of the grooves in her tool before she
positioned it at the mouth of Celeste's raw, open wound of a cunt. Her scream
began barely seconds after the dildo was inserted and started penetrating her to
its limit, soon to be knocking against her uterine wall and saturating it with
the chemical. The scream turned into a wail and then a keening sound that made
the hair on peoples' napes stand at attention. Celeste began to howl like an
animal as the desiccant ate away at her insides. The woman raping her just
grunted, grinned and pushed further into her prey. The guy throat fucking her
withdrew his cock for fear that she would have a convulsion that would lock his
prong inside her throat causing her to probably die of asphixiation.
Celeste passed out after her voice quit, and just before the tremors
that originated deep inside her dust-dry cunt began to ripple through her body.
As soon as the hellish length of hard plastic was withdrawn, the other woman
rapist took her turn. She had strapped on a thick piece of black rubber and
immediately she started pushing it into the dry hole that was Celeste's cunt.
The pain from this insertion awoke the slim blonde and she croaked like a frog
as her voice tried to transmit the terrible agony she was once more undergoing.
The second woman took her sweet time skinning Celeste's cunt from the
inside out as the blonde shuddered and croaked mindlessly from the endless pain.
She hammered away wth hard strokes, getting her hips pumping to assist her in
driving the black invader as deep into Celeste's burning fuck box as she could.
A feral look crossed her face when she actually touched bottom inside Celeste's
twat, the head of her dildo now punching against the entrance to her uterus. The
newscaster's eyes rolled up into her head, disappearing as she fainted away, the
terrible agony she was experiencing taking a toll on her mental state as well.
When they revived Celeste at long last, having to resort to burning her
nipples with lit cigarettes, she was nothing but a vacant-faced shadow of the
young woman that had been kidnapped less than twelve hours ago. The organizers
of this gang rape held a short meeting to decide what direction to take in the
next few hours. There was concern that she might not last the time they had
scheduled for her gangbang. The solution involved using drugs to stimulate her
senses and sexual urges.
She offered no resistance as they injected her with a drug cocktail that
made everything seem to be moving at a hundred miles an hour, blocked much of
the pain she was currently experiencing from the brutal dildo raping she had
just taken, and turned her into a living blow-up doll. Of even greater
importance it affected her sight in a strange way, blurring the faces of her
assailants. This was one of the best features of this particular drug
combination, and it allowed them to create an insurance package that almost
guaranteed that their victim, and there had been many, would never reveal to
anyone what had happened to her.
Celeste blinked and squinted when the sleep mask and pads were removed
from her eyes,allowing her to see. They checked on her ability to discern shapes
and then tested her in the all important area of facial recognition. She failed
miserably, much to their delight. One after another they took up positions
within her field of view and viciously slapped her across the face or buried a
fist into her belly. The slim blonde made no attempt to protect herself from
this brutal treatment. This confirmed what all those who had voluntarily taken
the drug reported concerning their ability to recognize faces. Now satisfied,
they moved into phase two of this fiendish torture and rape session.
For the next hour or so they took turns raping Celeste fore and aft
while the action was taped and photographed. Later the pictures would be
carefully edited, cropped to protect the identity of those doing the nasty with
their victim, and used as another way of making sure that their guest of honor
wouldn't do anything stupid like go to the authorities. The two women had the
luxury of wearing masks while they were posed with Celeste, showing them doing
what ladies of the lesbian persuasion did to and with each other.The blonde
newscaster looked positively ecstatic at the sight of the dildos that the ladies
were introducing into her cunt and asshole while she kissed and rimmed their
assholes and chowed down on their hairy twats. What helped matters considerably
was the large quantitities of cheap wine that they poured down her throat during
the lengthy photo session.
Then it was back to doing as much harm as they could to their victim's
insides as well as her mind. She began to bleed from both lower holes as they
savagely ripped their way through her dry swollen flesh and did their best to
inflict the maximum amount of pain to her before dumping load after load of hot
thick creamy cum deep within her. "God I hope we manage to knock her up. That
would be the frosting on the cake if she finds out next month she's carrying a
little souvenir of this get-togeher." Celeste barely reacted to that ominous
threat, she was too busy trying not to throw up as her full belly absorbed some
of energy being delivered by those thusting cocks that relentlessly hammered
away at her cunt and asshole.
She went back to the bathroom for another cleaning out; the hose shoved
brutally up her bleeding cunt and the water blasting away inside that torn and
bloated tunnel. Her asshole was gaping from all the attention they had been
giving to it, and when the hose was jammed into her rectum she screamed and
passed out. It didn't help her cause any when she also began to vomit up the
sweet wine that they'd filled her with during the photo session. One of the
masked trio lost his temper and grabbed her by the throat and began backhanding
her across the face as her head lolled as if someone had cut the stings
controlling it. Cooler heads brought things back to something akin to normalcy.
Once more they pushed and dragged her back to where the rape crew awaited. This
time something new had been added.
Celeste blinked and tried to get her eyes focused, which proved to be
quite difficult due to the drugs she had been given a number of hours ago. She
still could not see details on the shapes that moved across her field of vision.
The shapes seemed to separate in one part of the room, and she was dragged
towards this area. She detected a new shape, smaller but wider than the others.
They threw her to the floor and she picked up the scent from this new shape. It
was some kind of an animal, but in her drug addled state she was unable to
describe it further. A flashbulb went off, then another and another; they were
taking pictures of her with the animal. Someone pushed her closer and then
placed her arms around the animal's neck. When it growled, Celeste finally
realized she was hugging a dog, a very big dog.
It took her some time to realize that this huge animal was going to be
attacking her quite soon. Despite the drugs and the alcohol Celeste began to
react in terror to what was about to happen to her. She begged, she pleaded, she
offered to do anything they wanted, give them all the money they could spend,
anything but make her fuck the dog. Her raspy pleadings and outrageous offers
only made them laugh.
Celeste felt something like cloth being rubbed against her cunt; it had
a strange odor, sort of musky or perhaps like damp fur. Then she felt the paws
of the animal on her shoulders followed by a series of rapid jackhammer-like
blows to her vulva as it's dripping length of red cock sought to find the
entrance to her cunt. She screeched and sobbed as it found what it was seeking
and began to hammer away with a fury that no human could possibly match. The
assault was so violent that her body was lifted from the floor and she found
herself being literally pushed from one place to another as the animal fought to
stay in contact with her seasoned twat that was the impetus for it's blind
attack on her body.
She was only dimly aware of the comments and cheering that came from
those shapes surrounding her and the dog. She winced every time there was a
flash of light, knowing in her befogged mind that they were recording her utter
degradation and would probably use it to make her do something as bad or even
worse. Then she felt the dog's semen washing against her battered cunt walls
that still bled from the past torments she had undergone.
Worse yet, there was this growing pressure deep inside her cunt that was
stretching the tender tissues to their limit. Then the dog began to growl and
drag her around the room as if she was a rag doll. She and the animal were
locked together by its swollen cock, now turned into what was known as a knot,
nature's way of guaranteeing that his bitch would accept the fluid that would
normally impregnate her. For almost ten terror filled minutes Celeste was
scratched, bitten and mauled by the frantic animal as it sought to escape this
trap of it's own making.
Once they got separated, Celeste was forced to do something even more
vile to her sensibilities; suck the dog until it was ready to mount her once
more. A few vicious blows to her head and a wicked one-two to her breasts
convinced the blonde that it was comply or be beaten senseless and then forced
to do it when she was revived. She let herself be properly positioned so she
could begin sucking the animal's dripping cock which was still hard. The foul
taste in her mouth was nothing compared to the humiliation she felt. She was
neary blinded by the popping flashbulbs. It seemed as if everyone in the room
had a camera and was madly capturing her total degradation for their own private
collection.
The huge dog had her three more times before it curled up, licked it's
dick and went to sleep. The masked trio took her to the bathroom, cleaned the
dog cum from her cunt and face, then returned her to the room for more fun and
games. By now she was nothing more than an automaton that blindly followed
orders regardless of their consequences. For the final few hours the rape crew
vied with each other to see who could wring the last drop of humanity from their
captive.
Celeste drank urine, theirs as well as her own. Not satisfied, they
collected some from the dog and made her first gargle with it and then swish it
around inside her mouth until she was told to swallow it in one big gulp. This
final act made her choke and spew dog piss from her mouth and nostrils as they
laughed and smacked each other on the back.
A couple of them made Celeste lie on the floor with her legs spread so
they could have a contest to see who could get the most foot into her wornout
cunt. The maniac who had tried to kill her initially now took some added
revenge. Before anyone could stop him he managed to bite her breasts until he
drew blood and nearly severed one of her nipples. She would bear those scars for
the rest of her life. As bad as these fiendish acts were, there were still worse
things for her to endure.
The woman with the modified dildo decided that it would be fun to ruin
the newscaster's voice. "I wonder if they'll be interested in a newscaster who
croaks the news? Maybe it could start a trend. I can just see her now, wearing a
frog suit and sitting on a big lily pad croaking out the latest accident report
or freeway traffic tieup." Her remarks brought peals of laughter from the rape
gang.
It took a couple of the stronger men to hold Celeste down and force her
jaws apart so that the dildo could be slowly forced down her throat as her eyes
popped out and the tendons in her neck bulged. Despite her best efforts to
prevent it, that barabaric weapon began to scrape away a thin layer of flesh. It
took nearly ten minutes before the hard length of plastic was completely seated
within her throat. It only took perhaps a minute or so before the slim blonde's
eyes rolled back into her head as her face went from bright red to pale blue.
When her tormentor pulled it free, the plastic was flecked in spots with
a tinge of blood. It would be a number of days before Celeste would be able to
form words and force them from her mouth, slightly garbled, but recognizable if
one paid enough attention to what she was trying to say.
For the grand finale, it took four men to hold the blonde spreadeagle.
Then each member of the rape crew took a turn in creating the words FUCK SLUT 13
using heated rods to brand each letter into her flesh as if she were some kind
of animal being marked for ownership. The stink of burning flesh mixed with her
incohrent and totally garbled speech as she screamed until blood bubbled from
her mouth was a scene worthy of the Grand Guignol. One wag remarked that Celeste
being the thirteenth victim was defintely not like winning the lottery. By then
the mutilated blonde was unconscious and couldn't appreciate the macabre humor
of his comment.
(To be continued)
