Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                               Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 14

       Hari was a businessman first and foremost. The possibility that his star attraction could be jeopardized this early in her career was not acceptable. He quickly stepped in and examined the evidence still glistening on the middle portion of the dildo. There was a slight trace of red but it was not sufficient to cause him any concern at this point. Still there was the possibility that further intrusions would cause problems and prevent her from working this coming weekend. He waved the prostitute off her victim and signaled to the one sitting on her face with a closed fist. She smiled and prepared to do his bidding.

       For the moment the men crowding around the mattress had not errupted into a crazed mob. He was determined that they would not interfer with his plans for Anita. He seized the opportunity that was presented and addressed the audience, promising them that they would enjoy what he had planned next for this trollop. Taking the bull by the horns he challenged those eager to see the woman become useless to him as an employee. He asked who in the group was willing to pay him for the lost clients that would cause him. There was silence and he capitalized on it, declaring that what they were about to see would be much better than watching her bleed from the asshole.

       The prostitute approached her victim and made a show of greasing her hand and making it into a fist. That brought a murmur of expectation from the men, who now realized what was about to take place. Anita was in such pain and fear that she did not understand what was going to happen until the prostitute leaned forward and parted her cunt lips with one hand and began inserting her greased fingers into the plump middle-aged woman, bringing some applause from the audience. Hari heaved a sigh of relief, his strategy had worked and once more they were under his control.

       Over the next few minutes the three prostitutes worked as a team to degrade their helpless prey. The men were delighted to watch as one of the trio sat on Anita's head and ground her firm asscheeks up and down the older woman's face. Meanwhile another, seated on Anita's  sexy, plump belly was pulling the woman's cunt lips wide apart, making the tissue appear to be almost transparent. In this way the one fisting her could concentrate on closing her greased hand and preparing to make the long journey up her victim's birth canal so that ultimately that closed hand could make contact with Anita's cervix.

       It was a tedious process, fractions of an inch at times, no progress at all at other times. The men crowded closer to give her more encouragement and see if they could detect the outline of her fist as it moved up that stubborn tube of mucous lined tissue. She began to rotate her wrist slightly when she pushed her fist into Anita's cunt. In this manner she started to gain more leverage and thus move inward in a steady fashion. Now that she was comfortable with her progress, she began to play to her audience.

       First she would withdraw her wrist from Anita's body and rotate her fist at the entrance to her twat, putting more stress on the already overstretched tissue at her cunt mouth. She even called out to the men that now Anita could handle any size cock, and perhaps even be mated to animals as large as oxen if her owner so decided. This brought all sorts of obscene comments from the men, but their edginess had been much reduced, a great relief for Hari, who still had further plans for his star attraction once she was finished entertaining here.

       Even with one of the prostitutes sitting on her face, Anita's muffled scream of agony when the fist was powered deep into her cunt could be heard by the men who cheered. Hari wondered just how many of the audience were secretly dreaming that it was their mother, wife, sister or girlfriend being tortured in this terrible way by their fists. Soon the fister's forearm was beginning to be swallowed by Anita's yawning twat, almost stuffed to its limit. Now when she rotated her completely embedded wrist, a portion of her arm or fist, depending upon the  angle at which it was viewed came into sight. Poor Anita was on the verge of passing out as the fist moved closer and closer to her uterus. Finally her shriek of agony announced that indeed the fist had encountered that sensitive part known as the cervix, the entrance to her uterus.

       Again and again the fist made contact with her cervix, each time making Anita gasp and fight against the urge to vomit. In her present condition it would be quite dangerous for her if she did lose self control and gave into this desire. The prospect of drowning in her own vomit was something that totally frightened her. Her assailant soon grew tired of tormenting the nearly hysterical woman and slowly extricated her forearm, wrist and finally her fist from Anita's bloated cunt. She still had one last act of humiliation for her victim to endure before she would be free of this phase of her torture.

       The girl gave Anita's pussy lips a cruel slap and in a loud voice announced that she was going to have to use her tongue to clean off the mucous that was now coating every part of the limb that had been within her dripping fuck channel. This brought a roar of approval from the audience. Anita was almost in a trance as she began licking the slime from the girl's forearm. The girl made sure she licked and sucked up every drop of this noxious mess before allowing her to continue down to her glistening wrist. Every so often a voice from the crowd would claim she had missed a spot, and Anita would received a slap across her face or a pinch of an ear as punishment.

       When she at last came to the hand of the girl, the men were frothing. A few had lost total control and were spurting all over the pair. Hari smiled coldly and even clapped his hands at this display of sexual excitement on the part of the group of men observing Anita's latest humiliation. The girl saved her fingers for last, making sure that Anita's warm, wet tongue had thoroughly washed away any trace of the glistening slime that had been on her hand. Now she began feeding her fingers, one at a time, deep into Anita's mouth, trying to make her gag as she worked to clean off every last vestige of her cuntal secretions that had been generated by the relentess fist fucking she had undergone. The young whore made a production of  examining each finger as it left her victim's mouth and sometimes frowning and pushing it back for still more tongue action.

       This activity pushed a few more of the audience over the edge and the sperm flew from their loins, and in most cases was deposited on Anita's hair and face. Now the men formed a line and jacked off into Anita's face, soon covering it with a mask of drying cum. All the while the girl kept feeding her fingers into Anita's mouth and laughing at her latest degrading experience. One still remained and it was Hari who incited the mob to one final gesture of contempt for this plump, naked, fortish whore with the big tits who seemed capable of doing anything perverted that could be imagined.

       Hari ordered the three girls off the mattress leaving poor Anita lying on her back, her eyes staring at the ceiling, her big tits heaving as she sobbed uncontrollably. He fished his cock from his trousers and standing over the woman, he began pissing into her face. It took Anita a few seconds to respond to this disgusting act. She tried to roll off the mattress but was prevented by the wall of men who had come even closer to her. Hari continued to play his stream of yellow liquid over her hair and then down to splash off her big tits and send rivulets of piss streaming over her body.

       He waved his arm to the crowd and in less time than it takes to tell, streams of piss were raining down on Anita's naked body from every direction. The cuffs prevented her from being able to protect her face which was the main target of the mob,closely followed by her big tits and hairy cunt. By the time the last stream of piss had finally dribbled to a close, she was thoroughly soaked and the mattress was awash in the acrid waste since it could absorb no more.

       Hari instructed his henchmen to make sure everyone left promptly and no one attempted to have sex with Anita. Once this was done she was to be given a cold shower to get the filth removed from her body and hair and then taken, still wet and dripping to his office. They grinned at his orders and one inquired if they would be able to have her once their "meeting" was finished. He laughed and said it was fine with him provided she was taken to the woman responsible for preparing her for work no later than seven this morning.

       The brothel owner also wanted the doctor to give her an injection of sex stimulants before each of her three shifts today and tonight to make sure she was in the correct state of mind to sexually satisfy her clients. That last remark brought whistles from his men. To the best of their knowledge they had never heard of a whore in this brothel working for twenty-four hours straight. Poor Anita was in such a state of shock that she was completely unaware of this sentence that her owner had just pronounced on her.

       A half hour later a sodden, naked Anita, still with her hands cuffed behind her back was escorted into Hari's office by his two grinning henchmen. He joked that from the looks of her hard nippled tits and the way her pubic hair was rearranged they had to do a cavity search before bringing her here. One held up his fist and they all had a good laugh at Anita's expense. Once they left his office, Hari seated himself, unzipped his trousers and ordered her to kneel before him and begin sucking his cock and to be very careful not to get her teeth on it. Still in a daze, she complied and began applying her mouth, lips and tongue to the job at hand.

       She sucked him almost like a machine, taking his fat cock into her mouth, tonguing it and then kissing the head before repeating the process. He teased her by moving his dick so she had to strain her neck to reach it. Other times he would take her head in his hands and hold it still while he rammed his hard cock deep into her mouth and down her throat to make her gag and coat his cock with saliva when he pulled it free. Tiring of this torment he began telling her about her situation when it came to paying off her son's gambling debts.

       He began by stating the amount Pradeep owed him once Anita started working for him. He ticked off the interest that had added twenty-five thousand rupees to his original debt, then her son's additional gambling losses that totaled, as near as he could estimate, to be another seventy-five thousand. Then he ticked off her earnings to date as approximately twenty-five thousand after expenses such as room and board, her portion of the staff's salaries, plus his overhead such as payoffs and the like, not to mention his own profit, since this was not a charity.

       Anita was so stunned that she allowed his cock to slip from her mouth. Tears began to flow down her cheeks as her befogged mind slowly absorbed the fact that after nearly a week in this hellish place, servicing upwards of twenty men each day, not to mention what happened this evening, she was facing an even larger gambling debt for Pradeep than before she started. Hari could not resist telling her exactly what it was as of the moment, three hundred and thirty-five thousand rupees, up by seventy-five thousand since she began her career as a prostitute. Anita was mortified; what was she to do?

       It was then that Hari pounced. He informed her that today she would work three shifts with no relief except when the doctor gave her an injection of sex stimulants that would make her crazy for cock. In addition she would handle a minimum of two clients at the same time in each session. Her activities would be filmed by hidden cameras and the clients would be encouraged to make her do the foulest things they could imagine. To assure her cooperation, she would be cuffed at all times. What he neglected to tell her was that at least three couples, all young, rich and jaded had negotiated for her services in order to have something to talk about at the next big party they attended.

       Anita offered no resistance when he put her back to work sucking his cock, having decided that he wanted to sodomize her before turning the dazed woman over to his henchmen for even more rough sex before she started working as a prostitute for the next twenty-four hours without any rest. Even as she mouthed his hard cock he was thinking ahead to when Pradeep would be capable of having sex with his mother before an audience. That would certainly command some rather high fees from his customers to witness this act of a mother's love for her son.

       His cock now rock hard, he ordered Anita to bend over his desk and place her nose on its filthy surface. He warned her that if she moved a muscle while he was enlarging her asshole he would have his henchmen fuck her half to death afterwards. That threat still hanging over her head, he used his hands to pry her plump ass cheeks apart so his stiff cock could begin probing her well used asshole. This would be most enjoyable after what he had witnessed previously.

       He wondered just how long this upper class woman could hold out against the pressures he was bringing to bear on her. Would having sex with her son before an audience of jaded men and women be the act that broke her completely, or would it require a visitation from one of the show dogs that a friend trained for those special events at his brothel? The sensation of her tightening asshole broke his idle speculation and so he focused on wringing from his new sex slave the last drop of fuck energy that she possessed. He was growing tired and the thought of a sound sleep in his comfortable bed began edging into his consciousness.

                       

                       ( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )