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Pussy Whipped Wimp
by
Rolf Palsy
Chapter 7
Unfortunately as soon as Lil ushered me into the room, Salvatore was up off the bed like a wounded animal, interrupting the blowjob that Roxy was administering. They had been waiting impatiently for my arrival and he had built up a good head of steam despite the oral attention his cock was receiving from my plump bride of less than a week. Lil stepped aside quickly to avoid being trampled by this crazy man. I stood there like a deer in the headlights, awaiting my fate. I could see the muscles in his face clenching in fury as he zeroed in on me. I closed my eyes expecting the worse.
Suddenly there was a yell from the wild man and then Roxy's scream. I opened my eyes just in time to see Salvatore's head making contact with the hard surface beneath the threadbare carpeting that covered it. This was no dull thud; it was more like the cracking of a limb breaking off a tree. The fates had spared me for the moment. Salvatore was unconscious, his head bleeding. Roxy lost her composure and fell to the floor beside her senseless boyfriend, trying to shake him back to consciousness. It appeared that he had lost his balance as he was in the act of kicking me and gravity took over from there. My musing was rudely ended by Roxy, her fist delivering a vicious blow to my groin, causing me to join Salvatore on the floor.
Lil got into the act and began cuffing me as I tried to dodge her flailing fists. The only thing that saved me was the partial recovery of Roxy's boyfriend who groaned and twitched. After a time, the two women got him to his feet and assisted him to the bed where he immediately collapsed. Efforts to rouse him failed and so Roxy and Lil decided to take it out on me for not being in the right place when Salvatore launched his assault on my person. Once more I went swimming in the jacuzzi as they took turns holding me under water until I went limp. I have no idea just how much water I swallowed, but my belly was quite rounded by the time they took a break to check on the wounded Sal.
The bleeding from his scalp had subsided which relieved them somewhat, but he remained unconscious. Roxy was upset over this turn of events since she and her boyfriend had already promised the operator of the porn store an appearance from yours truly promptly at midnight. I would become a booth queen for the rest of the morning, servicing any and everyone who occupied the booth in which I was located. The absence of Salvatore might interfere with the payment that had been promised for my services. This and only this was Roxy's chief concern. I believe that her infatuation with this crazy man was wearing thin, which was not good for my cause. I had no desire to attempt to cope with both her and my new mother-in-law in very close quarters such as these.
Shortly thereafter the maid who cleaned our room, Rosalita, knocked on the door. She was with her boyfriend, a big Latino guy with a mean face and plenty of muscles. It was odd to see her wearing a tight skirt that ended six inches or so above her knees, a tube top that fought a losing battle to contain her braless breasts which were as big or bigger than even Lil's monster mammaries, and carrying a large plastic purse, the kind that prostitutes usually used to keep all their makeup, fresh underwear and condoms. Roxy and Lil filled her in on what happened to Sal and their concern that they might get screwed out of the money the porn store operator had promised them for my services this morning.
Rosalita just chomped on her gum and grinned at the women. She then described what she and her boyfriend, Ricardo, had been doing since she left the hotel. First they had sex. Then they had some drinks and more sex. Then Rosalita picked up a couple of customers and while Ricardo played look out she gave them blowjobs in an alley for ten bucks each. That got them dinner and afterward she got him up for another round of heavy duty fucking that left him drained tothe point that even a twenty minute blowjob did little to get his dick hard enough to do her again. So she suggested that I take a crack at getting her boyfriend up, threatening me with some serious ball breaking if I was unsuccessful.
To give an idea about the current status of Roxy's boyfriend, Sal, he was unceremoniously rolled off the bed and onto the floor in order that Ricardo could lie down and let me go to work on his flaccid sex organ. I was made to kneel by the side of the bed, and after Rosalita opened his trousers and let an enormous slab of manmeat flop out, I was urged to start licking it. Bad enough to be behaving like a homosexual, worse still to be doing it with three sharp-eyed harpies watching me like hawks. It was almost comical to watch the three women giving instructions and assisting Ricardo by kissing and stroking his monster and the twin lumps that hung beneath it. It was most difficult to open my mouth wide enough to allow the bulbous head to enter. Roxy grabbed my shrunken testicles and squeezed them cruelly to make me work even harder at this most challenging task.
It seemed like an eternity as I licked and sucked on that limber length of gristle. Rosalita grew anxious and took more direct action. In a flash she whipped off her miniskirt, pulled down her full cut panties that were covered with a garish looking floral pattern, and planted her hairy pudenda onto Ricardo's face, urging him to eat her pussy, to use her exact words. This in turn caused Roxy to take some independent action as well. Her pudgy hand wrapped around his stiffening penis and began stroking it with great fervor as Rosalita ground her pubes up and down his face. Not to be left out of things, Lil grasped me by the hair and ordered me to open wide and keep my mouth that way. She began shoving my head back and forth over that growing piece of meat, turning me into the equivalent of a human blowup doll to all extent and purposes. Somehow the combination of all these activities revived Ricardo's meat monster and it grew to an amazing size that brought awe struck sounds from the ladies.
Rosalita claimed first rights to her boyfriend's erection and swiftly mounted his swollen shaft and slid her meaty vulva down its length until all but the last fraction of an inch was swallowed by her hairy hole. Then she proceeded to bounce up and down on it as if she was riding some kind of pogo stick. Lil and Roxy oohed and aahed as she rode him to the point of total exhaustion. Finally she was unable to launch her body upwards, and the maid just put her head down and panted like a dog. Roxy pleaded with her to be allowed to take a turn on that super stiff sword, and Rosalita granted her wish.
My bride let out a yelp as Ricardo's shaft began to rearrange her insides. Her cries got louder as more and more of her vaginal tunnel was stretched to its limit by the mammoth piece of hard flesh as it drove deeper and deeper into her hot, wet channel. At last his tool was seated properly and then the fun began. He started to buck like a horse, nearly throwing Roxy off his body with each thrust. In just a few minutes my new wife was begging for mercy , but received none as Ricardo began to warm to the task of skewering her like she had never been skewered in her entire life. It was a total mismatch between her vagina and his huge penis. He rapidly wore Roxy down to the nub and she managed somehow to dismount without tearing anything within her sore flesh tube.
Now it was Lil's turn and she showed the wisdom that comes with age. I was dragooned into another encounter with that giant rod of flesh. This time Lil stroked Ricardo's tool into my mouth and soon developed a good rhythm. It took time, but at last I took a mouthful of watery fluid that tasted only mildly salty, evidence that his testicles were rather depleted after his exertions of the last few hours.
While Ricardo took a well deserved nap, the women concentrated on preparing me for my debut as a booth queen. They ladled on the makeup, smearing a thick coating of lipstick, mascara and blush onto my features. My close cut hair was spiked as much as it would allow, giving me a truly bizarre appearance. My shriveled sex organs were once more carefully glued to the region between my scrotum and anus. A pair of ready panties followed along with a training bra stuffed with cotton to give me the appearance of having breasts, and then a see-through babydoll with hose and garters to complete my ensemble. I nearly cried when they made me look in the mirror; I was staring at a freak, a clown, something that made no connection to my own persona.
At ten to midnight I was marched into the porn store via the backdoor. I immediately drew a crowd of onlookers, many enjoying my humiliation, and some anxiously waiting for their chance to further degrade and harm me. The operator took one look at Ricardo and decided to be polite to Roxy who demanded her money before I entered the first booth to begin my servicing duties. He negotiated with Roxy so that she would get half now, and the rest at the end of my shift, provided there were no serious complaints about my services. I was told that during the morning I would be moved from booth to booth just in case there was any hassling from the local police, who rarely bothered him in return for a lot of free rentals and the like.
This matter completed, I was ushered to the first booth by Lil who agreed to hang around to make sure nothing serious happened to me. My blood chilled when she mentioned to the store operator that she and her daughter wanted me in one piece so they could squeeze me for the location of my money and other valuables. Once that was accomplished they had no use for me and perhaps might sell what was left of my body to a crib that specialized in rough trade.
The clerk commented that he had some good ideas about how they could make me talk, and fast. I nearly vomited when he casually suggested that they hook my testicles up to a car battery and crank it on. From there he went to the idea of forcing a water hose down my throat and turning it on full for maybe a minute or so; longer might cause my stomach to rupture which would probably kill me. At that point I was pushed into the unlit cubicle and once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw the screen which had not been activated by the next person to join me here. Moments later the door opened, revealing my first "date" for the morning.
( To be continued )
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