The Rastplatz Slut

A Rastplatz Slut

Hi, my name is Francois and I would like to use this forum to tell you about what happened to me last week, when I travelled with my car through Germany. I stopped at one of these highway rest areas, so-called Rastplatz, in order to stretch my legs. I was on the road for several hours already and still I was only half way to my destination, Dresden, in eastern Germany. It was one of these typical German rest areas, with no shops just some parking spaces and some tables and benches made out of concrete. And, of some importance for my story, also equipped with a little “simplistic” toilette house. These houses typically have different entrances for men and women and are usually very dirty and filthy. Nevertheless, I approached the house. I was not far from the entrance when a massive man came out of the “men” door, looking very sweaty, maybe a truck driver. He looked at me and grinned. “You will like it in there”, he said to me. I was a bit bewildered by the statement but immediately thought he was ironically referring to the “cleanness” of the toilettes. But the moment I entered the door I knew what he had meant. Walking through the little vestibule area with its washbowls, and turning into the toilette area I immediately noticed a naked woman or girl kneeling on the floor in front of a row of urinal giving a blow-job to a man. Another man standing closer to me leaned smoking at one of the toilette booths. He looked at me without changing his facial expression and addressed me: “Don’t be shocked! Just come in!” he dragged on his cigarette. Then pointing at the ongoing action, he continued “you can have her afterwards, if you like”. He turned back to what was going on the other side of the room. I indeed was slightly shocked but could not help put looking. First, I noticed that the girl was tied with cuffs to the pipe of one of the urinals. As a result her position appeared a bit twisted and she turned her neck and head in order to suck the cock of the man. The dark haired man was completely dressed except for the trousers that were just so far pulled down that he could comfortably present his dick. He firmly held her head, with both hands deeply buried in her hair. It was him moving her back and forth, not she moving herself. He was brutally forcing her and she appeared to fight against it. Without success. She chocked and made moaning noises while he seemed to fully enjoy himself. Suddenly, she managed to get his dick out of her throat. Immediately, he grabbed her harder and slept her in the hard in the face. “Suck it you dirty whore”, he ordered and pressed his dick back between her lips. She looked distressed. Her make up and lipstick were smeared and the muscles of her body were tense. The man standing close to me, turned to me again, obviously noticing my rather alarmed facial expression, and said “it is ok, she likes that.” He grinned and shouted through the room “Come-on, bitch, do not behave like a virgin! What shall the people think of me!” In this moment she received another slap in the face from the guy standing over her.

I moved a bit closer, in order to have a better look on what was going on. The girl was maybe in her early twenties, had long straight brown hair. She was slim and her breasts nice and round. But her breasts, as was her entire body, were covered with welts and bruises, apparently the result of some thorough whipping. The man at the toilette booth spoke to me from behind: “seriously, you can use her if you want it,” and added after a pause “you can make the bitch do what ever you want!” The cock of the other man went in and out, saliva was dripping out of her mouth, running over her chest. I hadn’t been close to such a sexy woman before and I felt my cock swelling. And I haven’t had sex for a while. Mechanically, I touched myself at my dick and felt my swelling cock. I realized, it had decided for me. In this moment came the black haired guy with a loud outburst of moaning. Still having the cock in her mouth, the sperm flow out the corners of her mouth. She started coughing, expelling the still stiff dick and spitting the mixtures of saliva and sperm onto the floor. He was now rubbing himself and dripping some sperm on her body. It took a moment until the he was done. Then he packed in his dick and buckled up his trousers. He looked at me with a smile “Now the slut is all yours!”, then he turned and spit out on her, before he past by and started talking with the other guy. Obviously, they also did not know each other from before. She was still recovering, hanging bend over under the urinal and deeply breathing. So, it was my turn now.

I approached her and reached out to touch her right breast, it felt nicely in my right hand. She did not even look up to me when I grabbed it a bit harder, and played with one of her nipples. “Don’t be so shy”, said the guy who seems to own her to me, “she can take it!” After these words she looked up at me and her eyes caught mine for a moment. Beseechingly she looked at me at it seems she was whispering to me the word “help”. The owner came over to us, grabbed the girl by her hair and pulled her up onto her feed: “get up you stupid whore.” The cuffs left just enough room in order for her to stand upright. He grabbed her chin in one hand and looked into her face. “We have another one for you,” he said and spit her in the face. Then he turned her towards me presenting me her body and especially her upper body. “Touch her tits”, he said, “they are all yours.” I followed his instruction and grabbed her breasts with my hands. I knead them with some force and then twisted her nipples as much as I could. Her face changed to a grimace. “Slap them!” he suggested, and I did slap them several times, each time doing it with a bit more force and she squeaked under my slaps. “See“, her owner said, “that bitch does not break that easily.” I asked him for her name. “She is called Roxanna,” he responded rolling the “r” and pronouncing the words with a faked accent. I put my hands between her legs. She was completely shaved and her skin felt soft and warm. I “fingered” a bit around finding her pussy nicely stretched open. It felt sticky wet around her pussy, sperm from some earlier fucking. I smeared it into her hair. Now, the guy let her loose and went back to his observing position. On his way back he also said: “you can fuck her if you do not have any diseases.”

I kept on fumbling her tits and squeezed them as good as I could. I took my leather belt from my trousers and took it double, so that I could use it as a whip. My first bash nicely lashed over her breasts, she immediately tried to protect her body and turned herself around. I didn’t care: the second one landed on her back, making a nice fleshy sound. I went on hitting her that way for a while. I got more a more confident about how to handle her and she appeared to be more and more desperate about how to protect herself. Finally, she sank to the floor half hanging under the urinal. I picked her up again and made her turn her ass towards me and bend over. I opened my trousers took out my hard cock and entered her pussy from behind. I pushed myself into her, violently, as deep as I could. Then, I grabbed her by her hips and started fucking her. “That’s good”, said the owner, “enjoy her! She needs to learn it!” I took her for a while, pressing myself into her over and over again, slapping her ass and squeezing her hips. I was immediately extremely excited, so that I noticed that I would not be able to go on like this for a while. Thus, I proceeded until I was close to my ejaculation and withdrew myself. Such a nice opportunity shall not get wasted so fast. The moment I let her go she collapsed again, crouching under the urinal again. I asked the guy if I can move her to one of the toilette booths. “Be my guest”, he said and threw me the keys to the cuffs. After unlocking the cuffs she completely sank to the floor. I packed her by her hair and made her look at me. Roxanna looked at me with a desperate expression in her tear-filled eyes. I, however, just felt lust, pure unrestrained lust to take her. 

I slapped her in the face and, making clear that I’m the one in charge, I dragged her by her hair towards one of the toilette booths. Encouraging her to climb on the closed toilette seat I kicked her with my feet until she was sitting there. Here, I cuffed her hands behind her back and made her spread her legs. Openly, she was now presenting me her shaved and dirty pussy. I took a few souvenir pictures of that nice sight using my cell phone. After that I knelt between her legs, took my hard cock out of my trousers, and entered her pussy again. Now, I could see her face and torture her tits while fucking her. And that was what I did: fucking her, squeezing her nipples, and slapping her tits. Suddenly, I heard voices from outside and then two men were standing behind me in the door. They laughed and one of them said “what a hot bitch!”, and the other guy said “I sure will enjoy fucking her”. To give these guys a show I bent over and caught one of he nipples between my teeth and bit into them. Immediately, the bitch shrieked nicely. The same procedure with the other nipple: a good bite and she nicely screamed, what really excited me, so that I could not hold back any longer. So I came, came, and came in her. It was a wonderful eruption, pumping my sperm into her. After a few more moments of keeping myself in her, I finally withdrew. But before leaving her all to the next guys I stepped closer there and let her suck and lick my still half erected cock until it was clean. Then I said goodbye to her by a last time squeezing Roxanna tits. I left her to the guys who immediately jumped on her.    

Her owner was still outside. While finally urinating I asked him if Roxanna was his girlfriend. When I turned around he smiled at me: “No, of course not. Would you share such a nice bitch with other guys?” Some noise came from the booth, slapping and fucking noises. Roxanna was moaning accordingly. The guys were enjoying her like I did. I had a look into the booth. She had to suck there cocks, alternating between them. I turned back to the owner, asking him what it was all about. He shook his head: “You had your fun,” and after a short pause, “now better get lost!” He pushed me aside and went to the booth. I left the toilette and went to my car. I drove on.