Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                                   Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 20

       A few days after Anita's performance with the dogs Hari had a visitor, a former Bollywood producer who was down on his luck and decided to take a chance and produce a blue movie on an epic scale. To keep costs down he was moving the operation to Bangladesh and using local talent as much as possible plus students from a nearby university to handle most of the behind the scenes operations such as sound, scenery changes and development, lighting and the other myriad functions that went into making a large scale film.

       The man had been in the audience for Anita's scene with the dogs and was taken by her sex energy and opulent body for one her age. Hari laughed at that remark and told the man he was still in the process of breaking her spirit. His visitor countered with his proposition. The brothel's owner expected a pitch for money, but such was not the case. He was more interested in using the services of Anita for which he would pay handsomely. That got Hari's attention. He listened as the man outlined the script and showed where Anita would fit. He had to admit that his sex slave to-be would be ideal for the role and it wouldn't hurt his business to be able to say that he had an actress working in his brothel.

       Anita would be taking the role of the mother of the lead actress. It would require her to perform with animals in much the same way as she did the other evening. Hari had a good laugh over that and commented that she could only benefit from more practice. The producer smiled and guaranteed that she'd be kept busy with her furry friends, neglecting to say that many would be from other animal species. Going further Anita would be doing bondage, water sports and incest in her role. Those last parts had Hari thinking about perhaps sending Pradeep with his mother and have him play the role of her son in the movie. When he suggested his idea, the producer clapped his hands and asked to see Pradeep before adding him to the cast. There was another reason for Hari's suggestion, he wanted to use him as a spy to make sure that the producer wasn't taking too much advantage of his prize whore.

       The producer had been very careful to avoid some of the other scenes where Hari's whore would be taking some serious punishment as part of her role. He wasn't sure how the woman's owner would react to that aspect of the movie. However when he casually mentioned the price he was willing to pay for three weeks of Anita's time, Hari was surprised and quite delighted. Two million rupees was not to be sneezed at and her absence would whet the appetite of her regular clients plus others who would be eager to have an opportunity to have sex with a movie star, which is how Anita would be billed once she returned. He probably would develop a two tier price for his star whore, one for her regulars and then another for the new clients. When he was offered another one million rupees to guarantee her return in good condition, he was ecstatic. The partnership between the two had been cemented by this good faith down payment.

       One week later Anita and her son made the trip along with the rest of the small cast and some of the key behind the scenes personnel. She was treated surprisingly well by everyone she encountered and shown the script involving her participation. Some of the more stressing portions had been deliberately hidden from her. They did not want Anita to cause any trouble while in transit. Once the cast assembled he would have total control of Anita and then the surprises would pop up almost every day. She would discover to her sorrow that her job as a movie star was only a very small part of what was expected. The rest had to do with her current occupation as a sex provider. Anita would be worked hard in both assignments.

       For her last week in the brothel Hari was merciless in his treatment of her. She worked double shifts with little rest between them. Her clients were much more demanding and treated her roughly. Twice the security people had to intercede and remove a customer who was taking too much advantage of the brothel's star attraction. Hari, always the business man, was letting his clients know that his most expensive whore was about to become a movie star, but would return to continue working for him. The insinuation was that her rates would rise dramatically. So it was now to take the opportunity to have her service them at her usual rates. He also offered a package that included one of her after-hours shows and photographs of the client having sex with her. As if this wasn't putting a strain on his star, he also was using her body once the last client was done forcing her to perform some forbidden act that his wife or girlfriend would never allow him to so to her.

       He'd wait to have one of his minions deliver the sweating, stinking whore to his office, the last load of cum still dripping from her sore, swollen cunt. Most of her partners were now willing to pay a premium to avoid the use of a condom. It was a dangerous practice, but Hari was willing to risk his chattel. Of course he would make a production of slipping a condom over his stiff cock once she had sucked it to full hardness. It was the preliminaries that he enjoyed the most; watching her being cuffed by one of his men, kneeling before him, then her head bobbing up and down like some machine as he sighed and thought of new ways to humiliate and break the will of this woman that was stealing his soul.

       He never missed a chance to use her anus, knowing that after handling perhaps twenty or more users a reasonable fraction would have chosen to use her dark hole. He loved to hear her hiss as his cock split her plump ass cheeks and began burrowing deep into that dark world. Rarely did he last more than a few minutes, which frustrated him and made him take out his disappointment on her helpless body. Afterwards he'd slip off the condom and have her suck the contents from it. Next would come a ferocious spanking of her plump, rounded bottom that usually got him hard once more. She'd be forced to suck his cock into rock hardness, knowing full well it would soon be piercing her tight asshole once more.

       He'd don another condom over his throbbing cock and then lean her over his desk, spreading her thighs apart as if she was a common street prostitute performing her trade in an alley. He could almost hear voices urging him to make the pig suffer for being what she was, a loathsome creature of the streets. This time he would relax and make her do most of the work, moving her body sinuously to provide the friction that would ultimately make him fill the reservoir of his condom once again. Her sore mishandled tits would now become his target and he would maul them brutally as she struggled to get him off and stop the pain that he was generating in her asshole and tits.

       Poor Anita was forced to do three after hours shows that week. Her regular hours were shifted so she began her day at six in the morning, taking care of the late arrivals as well as those interested in starting their day by skewering her in either hole to make her day as stressful as possible. Hari also developed a new service exclusively for pairs, either men or mixed. It featured Anita in bondage so she could not prevent them from doing whatever they wanted to her lush body, provided there was no permanent damage to her insides or marks to her skin.

       What made this different from what she did perhaps once or twice during the day was they could bring any type of sex toy into the room where Anita, naked and securely restrained, awaited them. The poor, downtrodden, upper-class woman was now forced to take huge dildos that stretched her cunt to the point that she could handle a fist with ease, and often did. Many of her clients assured her that they were only interested in making sure that she did not suffer an unwanted pregnancy from her occupation, knowing full well that the probability of something like that happening was nearly zero.

       Naturally the security people taped everything that went on in her private room, and later copies were sold throughout the world as a series that brought in huge quantities of money from the perverts that enjoyed such material. Later he expanded it to include her after-hours performances that became more nasty and violent with time. In truth Anita was bigger in many countries than any porn star thanks to the tapes she generated by working for Hari. None of this might have happened had not the failed Bollywood producer seen Anita in action and realized her talent.

       Anita was given drugs to stimulate her sexually and keep her awake and eager for more and more sex. She was kept going for over three days before they let her rest, less than a day before the trip to Bangladesh. Hari was proud of himself for being able to squeeze as much from Anita as was humanly possible. The producer on the other hand was less than enchanted with the condition of one of the key stars in his lavish production that featured a cast of nine players. All except Anita and the two younger women were free-lance porn stars that knew exactly what the purpose of this trip was to be. He soon realized long before arriving at their destination that Anita was suffering from what looked like a mental breakdown. He soon got in contact with Hari and discovered that the brothel owner had given his star prostitute a special send-off involving her son, Pradeep. Hari assured his partner that she would recover quickly. As he spoke he recalled that last show in which she and her son had performed. As a result, he had her totally under his command and intended to demonstrate his power when she returned.

       It seems that for the end of her three-day stint as the main attraction of the brothel, Anita and Pradeep, her son, were the featured attractions at the final after-hours performance before she went off to be a movie star. Hari had previously attempted to force the pair to have sex before a large audience, but had been thwarted. This time he was determined that it would occur at her final performance in the early hours of the morning. He had discretely hinted that at this final performance she and her son would have sex before the audience. Getting Pradeep to perform with his mother was no problem since his debt with Hari was crushing, the result of his unquenchable desire to gamble. Anita would be quite a different and difficult problem. To his way of thinking the only approach would be to turn Anita into a raving sex maniac with a large overdose of sex stimulants. She would be extremely vulnerable at the end of working for nearly three days and nights without sleep. He had his "doctor" prescribe whatever it took to keep her awake and alert for that final performance.

       The audience took up every chair and there were even a few that paid just to stand and observe what was to occur here. In one area of the floor Pradeep was bent backwards over a wooden arch, his arms and legs strapped to the structure to imprison him. He was stark naked and two of the younger prostitutes were taking turns sucking his cock which was throbbing and as long as it had ever been. The two teenagers, one probably no older than thirteen, the other perhaps a year or so older, were very careful not to trigger an ejaculation from their captive. His body was arranged so he could see where his mother was located.

       She was on her knees, hands tied tightly behind her back. A line of men and women from the audience were availing themselves of her warm, wet mouth as she sucked frantically on whatever was presented to her. Cunts, cocks, they were all worshipped by Anita who was in a sex frenzy from the drugs they had shot into her body. In fact the brothel "doctor" had even injected her pubic mound as well as her clitoris to guarantee that she would have sex with man or beast, anything to soothe the flames burning inside her cunt. Whenever her energies flagged she was taken over someone's knee and spanked hard until her bottom was crimson. Some even made her lie on her back over their knee so they could spank her swollen, frothing cunt mouth to the same shade of red as her well-spanked ass.

       Meanwhile not to be ignored, Pradeep spurted into the air as the two teen sex workers were swapping his cock from one to the other. It proved to be a great treat for the audience as they saw the greedy way Anita watched her son shoot off and licked her lips in anticipation that perhaps she might be able to mount him before their performance was ended. A few voices from the group of onlookers suggested that Anita be brought over so she could suck her son's cock back to life and then mount him to finish him off once more. The teen tarts were also brought into the scene, this time taking turns licking his balls until they were glistening with their saliva and tightening rapidly. Meanwhile Anita sucked her son's cock with an excitement that showed in her face. She was so hot to get her son's cock buried in her cunt so he could shoot his sperm all over her insides and perhaps even impregnate her. The teens now took a more active role and began to jack his cock and gently squeeze his balls while his mother sucked that hard piece of meat like a machine.

       Because her hands were still tightly bound behind her back, the two prostitutes had to assisted her in mounting her son. One held her steady while the other guided his cock into his mother's dripping cunt. She screamed as if a red-hot poker had been rammed into her wet twat. The audience was stunned at her reaction, but after a few seconds she grinned broadly and began to bounce up and down on her son's hard cock while the two girls made sure she wouldn't lose her balance. Pradeep had not had any sex for the last few weeks because of his injury. His first ejaculation had taken quite a bit of his strength and the demands of his plump, over-sexed mother were draining what energy remained. Balanced against that was the realization that at long last he was fucking his sexy teaser of a mother.

       To stay erect he thought back to all the times he had seen his mother in various state of undress, now understanding that she was showing off most of the time for him. He cursed himself for being a fool and not responding to her advances. They could have been fucking like animals for years by now; instead he had dragged his gorgeous mother down into the depths because of his weakness for gambling. He looked up at her bouncing tits as she rode him hard, demanding all his energy to be sucked up into her hot hungry cunt. Pradeep felt as if he were in a maelstrom helpless to escape from its grip. By now his mother had been repositioned so she was facing away and all he could see was her bottom, those hams jiggling as she worked her plump body up and down on his hard cock.

       Soon she was exhausted and had to take a rest. Once more the two teens rearranged her so Pradeep's mouth was locked to the entrance of her dripping pussy and her mouth was vacuuming his cock furiously to keep it stiff and ready for more fucking once she caught her breath. By accident she bit his prong and was amazed at the way it throbbed and twitched. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She shouted for the girls to put her back on her son's cock, much to the delight of the onlookers. She rode him like a mad woman and showed him no mercy. After all, her desires had been bottled up within her for years and now they were freed thanks to the drugs she had been given. Someone shouted that she should take him up her ass and she responded by lifting her twat off his pussy-slimed cock.

       The room grew silent as the girls positioned her carefully, one making sure that Pradeep's cock was centered on that black winking hole sandwiched by her plump rounded buttocks. She dropped her full weight down onto his rigid shaft and screamed as it penetrated her asshole, burying about half of it inside that super tight channel. Then she began a slow up and down movement, working more and more of his cock deeper into her anus until his sweaty belly met her dripping bottom. There she rested for a few moments before finishing him off with a series of pile-driving movements that finally forced the second and final load of churning cum from his balls.

       Still not satisfied, the audience called for her to force Pradeep's cum from her asshole and into his mouth. They applauded wildly as she performed this disgusting activity, not feeling any remorse for what she had done. Hari realized that she still had enough energy left from the stimulants to take on perhaps another dozen men and women from the crowd. He signaled the two girls to move her back to her original location and asked if anyone wanted a piece of her ass, cunt or mouth before leaving. The response was greater than he had estimated. It would be another couple of hours before the last one of them finished off doing whatever they wanted to do to his star attraction.

                               (To be continued - jethro jodhpur)