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Into of the Darkness
Part II
TOILET WHORE
Blood rushed back into Karen’s feet and hands. The pain was the most intense she had felt throughout the whole ordeal. “Look at the Bitch”. “What a fucking mess”. “Get her over to the John”. “Let’s go Slut”. Karen couldn’t move. She had little feeling in her legs. Suddenly a boot to the back pushed her out the van and she sprawled on the wet ground in a steady rain. Two sets of hands grabbed under arms and they dragged her into the small rest stop two stall men’s room. Roped around the neck her head was pulled face up over the toilet bowl. The rope was tied around the tank of the toilet holding her head in place over the bowl with her neck on the edge of the bowl. Her hands tied back around the base. She heard the sounds of zippers opening and looked up to see cocks in hands around her. “Please, NO, NO, Please.”
Her pleadings only brought smiles to the faces surrounding her.
The Hot Piss started hitting her face. She turned her head but a stream came from another direction. The big guys bent at the knees to aim directly into her still cinched mouth. Karen gasped and gurgled the hot flowing piss. “PISS BITCH”, “TOILET WHORE”. For the guys it was a game, who could aim the best.
Guys would trade places and then after taking a piss a few would jerk-off over her face. There was lots of laughing and high fives. Karen’s legs were thrashing around when she felt a boot stomp on her foot and hold it to the ground. She looked down toward her feet to see a large burly biker smiling while standing on her foot. Her other foot was held by a second man and the burly biker pinned other foot with his other boot. He opened his fly and taking aim let go of a steady stream of piss on her face. Then he let out a shout. “I gotta take a crap”
The burley biker stepped forward dropped his pants, pulled down his shorts, crouched over and dropped a good loose pile over Karen’s head. The brown mess stuck to her face with the excess falling into the bowl.
For the group crowded around her it set off a string of comments. “SHIT FACE WHORE”, “SHIT BITCH”, “SWALLOW IT BITCH”, “EAT SHIT SLUT”. As others stepped up to add to the pile the John started to clear out as the vile mess was too much for the guys to take. Karen’s head was covered, the bowl was overflowing. The stench and foulness was overwhelming. She was gagging and throwing up on the mess as the group left the John to sit on a bench in the shelter and kill some time.
A half-hour elapsed and Karen was untied and pulled out of the bathroom by her legs. She was dragged over to a water spigot where she was washed down. At this point the guys figured she had had enough fun for the night and she was placed back in the van in blankets for the rest of the ride to their rural farm destination.
End of Part II
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