Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                       Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 17

       Hari chose to ignore the crude suggestion from the audience, but he decided that the idea of having Pradeep bring his mother off with his tongue was worth showing. It took only a few minutes to get him down from where he had been hanging like a piece of raw meat and rebinding his hands behind his back before setting him loose on his mother. The audience shifted in their seats and spoke among themselves in low tones, perhaps afraid that their comments might scandalize those around them or call attention to what might be considered aberrant behavior on their part.

       Poor Anita was still hanging by her wrists and looked totally exhausted. Hari surveyed her plump, curvy body and still became sexually excited by it. He wondered about the taste of her cunt. That was something he had avoided when with women, but his curiosity was raised by his feelings towards this sexy upper class woman. Perhaps after Pradeep had his way with her, but before his men took a turn on her bare, welted body, he might discover for himself just how he would react to the taste of her dripping cunt. Naturally he would have the "doctor" clean up the mess that she'd likely make when her wastrel son licked her until she came and spurted all over his face. This might act as another signal to him that is boss knew his intentions.  This accomplished, he would find out some of the mystery attached to that hot, wet hole that never seemed to get enough cock, no matter how many customers she handled in a shift.

       To make his attempt at getting his mother off even more challenging, he was tied tightly to a chair and positioned so that his mouth covered Anita's hairy hole. The poor exhausted woman could do nothing about the situation in her position; she was totally vulnerable. Hari got things started by cuffing Pradeep soundly across the side of his head and urging him to be a man and sexually satisfy his whore-mother's gargantuan needs. The youth had no stomach for this activity, but he had no choice in the matter. Hari struck him a second time, this time using his fist. Pradeep buried his face into his mother's hairy, dripping gash and stuck out his tongue. He could not handle the taste of dried cum, cunt sludge and the smell that emanated from Anita's well-fucked cunt. What made matters worse was his mother thrusting her pubic mound against his face. The audience broke into laughter at the response of her son to his mother's efforts to achieve an orgasm, regardless of its source. Anita was acting like a whore, which was what she was rapidly becoming.

       Hari decided to give the wastrel some help in his efforts to satisfy his mother. He had one of the young prostitute's join Pradeep and give him precise instructions on how to sexually excite his mother. She proved unsuccessful as well. Pradeep just did not have the stomach for eating pussy, especially his mother's cunt. Hari was furious and once again he cuffed the weakling son of his top prostitute, but to no avail. Then he had an idea that might save him from total embarrassment. He pulled the young whore aside and gave her specific orders about what he wanted her to do with Anita, once he gave her the order. In the meantime he had one of his underlings bring out another young prostitute. Then he asked for two volunteers to sodomize Anita, at no additional cost.

       It wasn't long before two men were found. Anita sobbed and begged for some mercy from her two assailants. The audience drowned out her pleadings and urged the two to really make the whore wish she had chosen another profession. By then the second whore had been brought back to participate in this spectacle. She fell to her knees and began sucking the first sodomizer's cock to make it stiff and ready for its task. Then she used some oil to lubricate his cock. The audience was growing restless, but as soon as he pried Anita's plump ass cheeks apart and plunged his stiff sword deep into her bowels they clapped and cheered. He reached around and grabbed Anita's big tits and began squeezing them as he pumped away inside her rectum, going deeper with each strong thrust. It wasn't too long before his body grew stiff and he slammed his hard length of meat as deep inside her as it could go while he spurted his seed all over the walls of her convulsing anal passageway.

       Most people had watched Anita being sodomized, ignoring the young whore who had replaced Pradeep at Anita's hairy cunt and was now busily extracting as much of the cum that Anita's two swains had pumped into her earlier in this session. Now Hari called the audience's attention to the transfer of cum from Anita's cunt to her son's belly. There was much hooting and whistling as the young whore stepped over to Pradeep and kissed him passionately while she dribbled the cum she'd sucked from Anita's hot, wet cunt into his mouth. Hari warned the young gambler that any attempt on his part to spit out this delicious gift from his mother would result in a beating that he might not survive. There were cheers as Pradeep swallowed the slimy offering and fought the urge to vomit.

       By now the second sodomizer was ready to have a go at Anita's gaping asshole. Instead he had to wait for a time while the other prostitute sucked the first one's load from Anita's dripping asshole. There was much laughter and pointing as she vacuumed up almost every drop of sperm from the helpless woman's rectum. There were cheers and outcries as the prostitute, her cheeks bulging from the load of cum and other fluids she had suctioned up from Anita's anal entranceway, made her way towards Pradeep. The youth's eyes grew large as he realized what he was going to be forced to do. She was only two short steps from him when the wastrel vomited all over himself. The crowd grew silent at this disgusting display of bad manners. Then there was a chorus of curses and threats aimed at Pradeep. Hari once more used this to his advantage, stepping to the fore and asking the audience what kind of punishment Pradeep deserved for his extremely poor manners. Cries ranging from castration to sodomy echoed throughout the room. He smiled and motioned for one of his henchmen to come forward and prepare to slice the gambler's testicles from his body. Pradeep vomited once more and pissed himself from the terrible prospect that seemed his fate.

       Hari told his audience there would be a brief intermission while the stage was cleaned and Pradeep prepared for much more punishment before his fate was decided by those witnessing this event. However before this would happen, Anita would be given an opportunity to taste and enjoy the cum that had just been pumped up her asshole and now was in the mouth of the young prostitute. He received some mild applause, which was a type of warning that what was to follow better be good. There was silence as the prostitute stepped up to Anita and attempted to join her mouth to that of the helpless woman. Anita made the mistake of resisting, turning her head and shouting she wouldn't do this disgusting thing. Hari planted his fist into her plump belly, going low to make the pain even greater. He followed that with a series of slaps that made her head bounce from side to side. He received some cheers from the crowd and so he grabbed his star prostitute's tits and began twisting them into contorted shapes as she gasped and begged for mercy.

       He shouted at her to take the cum from the young whore's mouth or he'd rip her tits from her chest and let her bleed to death, an empty threat, but one that was most effective in the case of this hysterical woman. Once more the young whore approached Anita and this time their mouths joined and the huge load of saliva mixed with cum was transferred to much applause. The clapping grew louder when Anita swished it around in her mouth before swallowing it. Hari then made an announcement that in exchange for their forbearance, Anita would take on as many members of the audience, male as well as female, as wished to use her anally. Strap-on dildos would be available for the ladies that wished to take up his offer; however if they chose to fist Anita instead, lubricants would be made available as well. More than one woman's eyes glittered at the prospect of further degrading the plump, upper-class woman hanging naked by her bound wrists like a slab of meat waiting to be butchered.

       While Hari was working to control his audience, Pradeep was being prepared for the beating of his short life. He was cleaned up and moved from the chair so he could be hung by his wrists in a location that allowed his mother to observe him as he was beaten to within an inch of his life. This time he was gagged so that his screams and begging would not bother the people who were preparing to see just how much damage they could do to the brothel's star attraction. Tears formed at the corners of Anita's eyes as she saw the men spread her son's legs to their limits and hang a heavy weight from his swollen testicles and another around the base of his crimson, sore cock that had nearly doubled in thickness from the previous punishing it had received. She sobbed hysterically as one of the thugs spread the youth's ass cheeks so a thick length of hard rubber could be rammed deep into his bowels without the benefit of any lubricant. His face turned ashen and his entire body shivered from the pain he felt from his brutal sodomizing.

       Nearly the entire audience had decided to take up Hari's offer. To satisfy such a large number of people, Hari allowed access to Anita's cunt as well, a rare opportunity for many. When he casually observed that his star attraction was still capable of bearing children, there was a fairly large shift of users moving to accept his generous offer. To make it more sporting, he announced that if she became pregnant, he would allow her to go to term unless one of her customers caused a miscarriage. There would be no condoms for this group. In his mind's eye he could see a bloated Anita, her belly so distended that every blood vessel could be clearly seen. Her pillowy tits had ballooned to enormous dimensions, their nipples black as night and dripping milk. Still a month from delivering according to the doctor, still taking one hard cock after another as she wheezed from the growing pressure on her lungs and prayed to her gods for an early and swift delivery.

       Hari had indeed worked his way out of a precarious situation. There were two lines of people patiently waiting their turn to warp her anal passageway or that still tight tube that led to her uterus. Two of his prostitutes were standing by to make sure that the men were erect and ready to do their worst to the plump cum receptacle hanging by her bound wrists. When they weren't fluffing, the two whores sucked the cum from Anita's holes and filled her mouth with these dregs so she could entertain the crowd by gargling with the slimy mess before swallowing it with exaggerated gulps.

       Some of those waiting their turn at Anita watched as a pair of the brothel's staff beat Pradeep with rubber hoses. One of them worked on his belly, cock and scrotum; beating a tattoo on that area until his testicles swelled into one throbbing lump of pain. Pradeep passed out frequently when his bloated cock was thrashed without mercy by the stiff rubber truncheon. His prong got so inflamed by the brutal blows that the skin split apart and a greenish fluid seeped from the wounds. Anita nearly lost her mind when she witnessed her son's family jewels being ruined before her very eyes. Secretly she had still hoped that there would come a time when she would be on her back, legs spread so her son could work his magnificent cock deep into her birth canal and fill it with his hot sperm over and over. Now this was doomed by what these monsters were doing to him.

       In reality, his family jewels would recover rather quickly from the beating. In perhaps a month, he might be able to function almost normally again. However the other henchman was doing a different kind of damage to his body, almost enough to cripple him for life. He was concentrating on the gambler's ribcage, aiming each blow with the intention of cracking one of his ribs. After a time with enough ribs cracked or broken, breathing would become problematic. That was only one aspect of this professionally delivered beating. Hari's henchman also pounded the youth's kidneys, working on one and then the other until the areas were purple-black from the ruptured blood vessels. Just above their location the surrounding area developed lumps that looked as if someone had sewn pigeon eggs beneath his skin.

       There was another aspect to his punishment, one they enjoyed as well as most of the audience who paid strict attention when Pradeep was forced to drink piss collected from the men waiting to fuck Anita senseless. It only took a few blows to his swollen testicles to convince him of the wisdom of following their orders. Gradually his belly grew rounded and at that point the hoses were used to empty his stomach so more piss could be forced down his throat. The second time they gave him this treatment he looked as if he was four months pregnant. He passed out when they beat his bulging stomach to make him rid it of its burden. It proved very difficult to revive him for more punishment and so Hari allowed them to remove his battered body from the room and let the brothel doctor tend to his wounds as much as he could. By then Anita was so hysterical they had to bring her out of it by slapping her face and twisting her nipples until the pain broke through her response to what she had just witnessed.

       The ladies were the stars of the show, either stretching her asshole to its limit with fists or strap-ons, or seeing how far up Anita's birth canal they could venture. For the better part of three hours Anita's entrances were used and abused by the crowd of jaded individuals who reveled in this unique opportunity. Hari finally had to call a halt to the session when some of the men asked if they could have a second chance to turn her insides into mush. It was a happy group who finally left the large room and disappeared into the night. Now it was Hari's turn to further humiliate his prized employee, before turning her over to his henchmen so they could have their way with her. Naturally if she did exactly what he wanted from her, she just might avoid the extra torment of being degraded and abused by his thuggish minions. So far she had never gone as far as he wished; perhaps tonight might be different.

                       (To be continued - jethro jodhpur)