Donna

                                                                     DONNA

                                     Chapter 3   Happy Trails To You

                                            by roccodadom44

                                            roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

   Donna and Brian were now living with me, three months,  we had a routine, which was broken from time to time, by the fact that they both were prone to wild mood swings,  we all know who caught their angry shit, I also got to watch both of them demonstrate their sexual prowess,over and over,  that made it all worth while. Between work, taking care of my familys needs,  it was set in stone that Brian and Donna would do nothing to help me, I was busy and felt needed. I loved that they never stooped to my level and helped with menial chores, it made that line clear, what was what, I had no hope fo being anything more than what I was, their property, their slave, their punching bag, and if I could of changed that, I wouldnt of. The highs were much to high to ever live with out. My life was my deepest, darkest, hottest fantasies lived out in real living color,  I was much to weak willed to ever deny myself that pleasure.

     One of the wildest times we had was when Cindy, Brians jap slut, came over and I got to watch and clean up afterwards. Donna had gone to party with friends, something she did a lot,  Brian invited the girl over,  there was no mistaking, she was coming over to fuck Brian, that was cool, he was such a stud, girls couldnt say no. She was beautiful, shy, dressed like a cheap ho. Green silk blouse, plaid pleated mini, thigh highs, tops exposed, and sexy three inch red heels, I mean she fairly screamed fuck me, everybody fuck me. When Brian introduced me as his stepdad, I swooned with pride and joy. Then they were in his room, door closed,  the sounds were intense, he was having his way with the cunt, I was so proud of him. Listening outside the door, I could hear her sobbing, Brian said forceably, "Take it cunt, if you want to hang with me you have to take it up the ass." The cunt moaned some more,  I almost came at Brians treatment of the bitch,  I was glad he was getting some anger out on her, instead of me.

      When he yelled for me, I was floating on air, as I entered his room, inhaling the raw fuck smell mixed with Brians manly teen funk. She was on the bed, on her back, legs spread,  her anus was still wide open, it looked positively obscene. She was still sobbing, but her nipples were rock hard,  I could see how wet her cunt was, her silky black fur all matted down with sticky juice, she loved it, it may have hurt her, but she loved  Brians way, who could blame her. The stud sat next to her, his cock still hard, covered in shit slime, looks like Cindy had a full shit tube, before Brian probed her. I was trembling with excitement, hoping he would,  of course he did.

   His order to clean the shitted cock didnt have to repeated, I was on the job, kissing, licking, sucking that extremely shit and sperm coated cock clean. It shone when I was done with it,  when I looked at Cindy watching me with eyes full of disbelieve, I almost broke into the giggles. She looked awed at my slutty performance,  I could feel the shit that had gotten smeared on my lips,  figured she was seeing something new. Getting that close to her cunt was wild, it was wet, excited wet, I could see her little clit standing up,  when I kissed it, she moaned real loud. Brian demanded to know what I did,  I gave him a detailed lesson in the science of a cunt.

  Sureal, that was the feeling, me pointing to the different parts of Cindys dripping cunt, Brian asking questions, probing with his fingers, Cindy panting like a pig, I could dig her arrousal, here she was displayed while we pried around her cunt, that had to be hot for her. Brian quickly found out how to use the clit for two things, give the cunt pleasure by rubbing it nicely,  when he massaged the gooks clit, she went into a body spasming orgasm. I felt happy that she could let her self go, so many cunts just always pulled back, thus missing out on such extreme pleasures. Next, I showed him how tender the nub was, when I twisted hard, she squealed and begged like a nice piggy. Brian worked her clit good, she was screaming and crying to beat the band. He stopped and I suggested he do it  a little longer, I was right. I knew how these pain things worked,  I knew Cindy was a freak like me, I had seen it in her eyes when I ate her shit off Brians cock, she wasnt revolted, she was fascinated, thats the difference. Brian got back to work twisting her swollen clit,  in no time little Cindy was having a climax of epic proprtions,  begging, in a hoarse sexy voice, for Brian to rip her clit off, it was intense for everyone.

  He was in a good mood from abusing Cindy, so Brian let me eat her snatch,  it was as good as the fantasy, she was grade A fresh cunt, clean, sweet, with plenty of juice to savor in my piggy mouth. I went easy with my tongue, figuring she was sore, but she ws soon begging again,  I started to flaunt my superior tongue work, to Cindys screaming joy,  Brians growing interest. Feeling like a real dad, showing Brian how to get a pussy primed, lets face it I was good at it, every relationship Ive ever had, depended on me eating cunt, as I never was going to fuck a chick to happiness, with my lack of size.

 

  So, it ended up I ate her, stll flapping shitter, and there was enough chunks of shit coated in spunk, to keep me happy. I really tried to soothe her anus with my tongue,as it looked red and swollen,  when she ran her fingers across my bald head, tenderly, I was consumed with feelings of elation. Brian was eating her cunt,  it was so cool to have our mouths so close, as I was under him,  he kept drooling a mixture of his saliva and Cindys cunt juice into my disgusting mouth. Cindy should try shitting more that once a year, I giggled, as a log about a foot long torpedoed out of her loose shitter and sat on my face, like it belonged. Brian was cackling,  Cindy was looking part embarrassed, but mostly she had that look of wonderment, she wanted me to do it, I felt it in her glazed eyes, she wanted me to eat her shit.

  I did, and I loved it, her eyes never left my face the whole time I was eating her log. It takes time to eat shit, and not puke, you have to take little bites, let them slide down your throat, otherwise your mouth gets stuck together, like you ate a jar of peanut butter all at once. Not only did I eat her log, I kissed her shit hole tenderly and thanked her,  she said your welcome, in the cutest, confused, over the top excited voice, Cindy would be typing scat, into her search engine soon, she needed to know. While Brian and Cindy showered I change his shitty sheets and brushed and gargled, alot. The taste would linger for the rest of the day, Cindys tasty waste, I dug that, it just kept reminding me how wild my life was becoming. I know I needed release soon, my cock was aching it was so hard.

        Laying out snacks in the kitchen. I heard them laughing, as they approached the kitchen,  Briad said 'asshole, strip, Cindy doesnt think you are as small as I said you were" While I stripped Cindy studied me with more of her curious eyes, she wanted to know, was she dom or sub, I didnt know, nor she, probably. The laughter hurt, it always hurts when I hear genuine ridicule of people viewing my woody. It was hard as it would ever get, so when Cindy asked me to get it hard, Brian went into a convulsion of laughter,  I was dripping at the humiliation of it all. He wasnt done with me. He let Cindy hold my tiny in one hand and then he whipped his man meat out,  her expression of disbelief ay how tiny I was compared to Brian, was clear. She smiled when she said innocently, shaking my penis, "little boy,"  then shaking Brians coming to life monster, " big man",  that was about right

   It was so great when Brian had Cindy whip me with his belt. She started off slowly, like she didnt want to hurt me, but with Brian egging her on, she quickly got the hang of it. She did so well,  the stimulation of this sixteen year old  beauty whipping me senseless, caused me to cum, with no other help. She was amazed that I could cum that hard from being beaten,  I knew Cindy was going to be a wild, freaky cunt , She had that look, like as if nothing was to fucking bizzarre for her.  Eating my sperm while looking into her sexy eyes, she knew I knew she dug it,  she gave me a wink, that was so cool.

   Brian floored me again, with his quick ability to turn any situation into something wild. When Cindys father pulled up outside, He had Cindy polish his cock and then, spanking her ass hard, He said "go give daddy a nice kiss so he can taste my cock,  Ill see you at school,"  Cindy was on her way, a very happy young lady. It was violent, the beating Brian gave me after his cunt left. It was like he wanted to hurt me, maybe because  he enjoyed me sucking him so much. It was all good, he got his frustartions out, I got to experience the most intense levels of pain and pleasure, I always came when he whipped me like that. It was personal,  his eyes showed more than anger, there was some love inside, I felt that, I cried at that, it was real, as fucked up as our deal was, Brian at least had some feelings for me, I knew he would never express them, he was seventeen, going on eighteen, he wasnt dealing with that shit.

  The problem with Donna was she didnt know what she wanted, she wanted me to take care of her, but it was almost like she didnt live here. She was all over the place,  I was amazed at the amount of fucking she did, her body always had love bites, hickeys, a bruise here and there. Her friend Julie, who I adored, was over one night, they were waiting for some dates that were coming by to pick them up, for a night of debauchery, Im sure. Julie was very nice to me, though she beat me also, from time to time. Donna decided that since she wouldnt see me till tomorow afternoon, they were sleeping at one fo the guys houses, she should punish me now.

  

  Stripping in front of Julie was hard, now that Donna had me keep myself shaved from my neck down, I looked freak small. "Stand in front of Julie and let her see your worm," sneered Donna,  I was shriveled up, even wimps arent in the mood, on occassion. "Oh its the cutest," cried Julie,  she really loved that it was that pathetic. Her deal with her husband was different, he was well hung but had little sex drive,  didnt mind Julie fucking around but he wasnt submisssive. Being with me gave her a chance to live out her femdom fantasies,  with Donnas help, they had me singing opera, soon.

  Having my hands suspended above my head till I was on my tiptoes hurt a little, but I figured it was okay. While I shifted my weight to keep from cramping, they got down to beating my ass. Donna used Brians belt,  Julie ripped me up with the crop. It was fine at first, but the thing about being suspended like I was is it makes it hard to breath,  as I got more excited from the beating, I was gasping, painfully for breath. Julie also surprised me, in that she wanted to make me cry, it was important to her for some reason. As Donna watched, drinking a beer, Julie got busy with  the crop,  I dug in. Determined not to cry for her, I took her best  she was relentless, even Donna was in awe of her brutality.

     For a little woman she was powerful, as if she had to get every ounce into every blow, she didnt play the scale game. Some whippers liked to do me easy, hard, easy, hard,  switch, like the blows were notes,  that was cool, but Julie was all primal brutality, every stroke as hard as possible, the pinnacle for a sick fuck like me. There was sweat flying from her forehead, but I took it, I fucking took it. But when Julie attacked my balls with the crop, I was bawling like a baby,  she was standing in front of me, hands raised in victory, me sobbing, hurting, broken. Eating her cunt afterwards made it worth it, she had two inch cunt lips,  usually I hate that, but she wanted me to chew them, go figure,  I did. She also was one of the cunts that let a stream of piss flow when coming, thats a bonus for me, her ass was tasty, but as I worked my tongue up her shit hole, I had to laugh at how lose it was, Julie must be an anal freak.

   So, I was having some great experiences,  was enjoying living a mans life through Brians eyes. The day he asked about the camping gear in the garage, was the opening of one of the most intense weeks of my life. He was interested, as he told me his dad never took him anywhere,  his mother hated outdoor shit. Siezing an opportunity to get Brian by myself for a week I begged him to let me take him. He was excited, though acting teen cool, but he was excited. When I told him where I liked to camp, there was a pond and the fishing was great, he dropped his tough guy act,  seemed really like a kid, which made me feel good.

   He was right, Donna hated the idea,  I volunteered to take Brian alone,  Donna agreed and I was happy as a clam,  Brian seemed  like he could care if his mother went or not. Life sucks, then you die. Donna just told me that Julie and Dave, her husband, want to go camping, so Donna was on board. That meant that the trip would include Brian, Donna, me, Julie, her husband,Dave,  I got freaked when told that Brian could also pick two pals to bring with him. The warning horns going off in my brain, that this could get out of control easy, but my boner was my all. I cried, from anxiety, when Donna said,"I expect you to do everything this trip, I mean everything, no one else is required to work. This is your gift to Brian and me for letting you serve us. It will be intense for you, but I think you need it, your geting a liitle big for your britches," prompting Brian to cackle, "Sounds like a long fucking week for you suckboy, let me think who.to bring, whos mean,"  Donna gaily added, "just make sure their hung, Me and Julie need lots of action,"  Im sure she wasnt kidding.

   All the planning fell to me as well as outfitting everyone, which I didnt think fair, why should I pay fro Julie and her hubby, I didnt think it was right, of course, I was way to sackless to voice a complaint, instead I got their sizes from Donna. I had camped at the same grounds year after year, because it was so out of the way,  secluded, the pond was well stocked with fish and because it was private no licsence was needed, and at thirty five dollars a week each, I saved over two hundred dollars. I also lucked out and managed to book the last two sites, they were all alone up a dirt road at a secluded inlet on the pond. You couldnt see the site from the water unless you were right in front of the inlet. It was private and each site was zoned for two tents, so there was plenty of room. I had three tents, all the same, each six person, so everyone had room. The bill was staggering but there was gear for everyone, along with inner tubes for the water,  a portable dvd player, so the boys, I mean men, would have something to do, besides beat me senseless, that sent a tingle through me.

   Figuring on the food and drinks was hard, I really wanted everyone taken care of, to have fun. Donna had already told me that I would not be allowed to leave the site once we got there, so I had better plan on having enough to feed everyone, reminding me that they would be, as put she it, "Fucking, morning, noon, and night,  that builds up a hell of an appetite, asshole." Its my personality, I really like organising everything,  I had it all planned, even that I would drive up early so that everything would be perfect for their arrival.Donna even made me meet Dave,  he had issues with me, especially when Donna and Julie told him how much I wanted to suck his cock. Jesus, he doesnt like me, Im guessing, I won that deal. He fucking assualted me, to Donnas and Julies howls of laughter.

  My instincts took over and I tried to dive behind Daves couch, but I didnt make it, no, he got me. He dragged me out by my feet,  when I was in the middle of the floor, he snapped," Get up and face me,"  you have no idea how hard that is, but I was on the ground,  his steel toed work boots were in my line of sight,  they scared me shitless. No fantasy there, thank you very much. That my body trembled in front of him, that I sobbed, that snot ran down my face, that Donna and Julie were mocking me, making chicken noises and flapping their arms, that Dave looked like he wanted to destroy me, all made this fucking over the top dramatic. I mean he could kill me, he looked mean enough,  Donna had told me he was a fucking maniac when he got mad.

   He ordered me to strip, everyone had to spend way to much time pointing out my obvious short comings What happened next freaked me out. I expected Dave to kick my ass, whip me, taunt me and he did, awesomely. He hit me with his fist flush on my jaw and I dropped,  Donna was fucking thrilled with Dave. Next he made me kneel on my hands and knees and he used the steel toed boots to bruise my ass crazy, that fucker has issues. It was fucking terrible, the girls dug it, dug Daves obvious contempt for me, I planned on staying as far as possible from him during the campout.

  But when he bent me over the couch and drilled my ass, I was in lala land, it hurt, that sharp invasion pain, but soon I was digging his hate, he was using his cock to try to hurt me,  it worked. But Dave didnt seem to appreciate that I loved it, my cock was dripping, it was so happy to be getting used. The girls were in my face telling me about all the cock I would get camping,  I came. This seemed to enrage all of them at once, Jesus they fucked me up, Dave actually gave me a shiner, he hit me so hard. Hes a fucking maniac, how can I survive a week with him around, though his smashing my face had a certain attraction, I knew I couldnt take repeated face shots, and not have problems.

Because I ruined Daves ass ride, I finished him with my mouth,  his cock was fucking huge, it made Brians look small,  now I knew why Julie had such an open ass door. Did every guy have a huge cock but me, it seemed that way.  His cock was a pleasure to eat,  though I disliked him, I gave him my all. It was perfect, two heavy squirts in my mouth,  then I sprayed his next three spurts of seed across my fag face, to Donna and Julies delight. "Jesus your pathetic," Dave spit at me,  then he did spit in my face, he went to shower, have a nice day, fucking nice to meet you.

  

  So driving by myself to the camp, with all the stuff loaded in the back of my pickup, I was jumpy at all the shit going through my head. Donna and Brian had been teasing me all week about the upcomming trip, so I was on edge, because when Donna told me they were going to hurt me, she was not bragging, they were going to hurt me, I had to take into account the crowd effect, With six people to abuse me, things could get out of hand quickly. I paid the fees and paid for the owner to drop off fire wood  for both sites and as I drove up the dirt road I noticed how really secluded this place was. They would be able to have their way with me and this got me hot, I wanted to cum, but knew it would be worth waiting till they got here. Again, I love the setting up stuff,  I laid the tents out for maximum comfort, had the coolers lined up, all iced, sodas, water, wine, beer. Had a mini bar set up for the adults, fire was going in both pits. all six sleeping bags, two to a tent, corners turned down, mint on top, I was good.

    I even hooked up the dvd player for the boys, laid out six fishing rods, with tackle and bait,  six chairs in a circle around one of the fire pits,  my last duty was I laid out on one of the picnic tables two bouquets of roses, one for Donna, one for Julie,  four brand new swiss knifes for the guys, also I put envelopes next to the gifts containing five hundred cash for each adult,  three hundred for the boys, each. I thought a little sucking up on my part might reduce the shit coming my way, no I didnt.

   The owner came and left plenty of wood and joked that it seemed everyone deserted me. I always wanted to tell someone like him the truth, show him my bruised, battered body and see his reaction, His hair would catch on fire, He wouldnt understand the pleasure involved in this madness, he looked much  to dull. I was relaxing, as much as I could relax knowing what was coming up that dirt road soon, six people focused on abusing me,  my pee pee was excited,  my insides were butterflying, waiting really is the hardest part.

    I heard the Escalade coming up the road,  I was shaking,  I almost forgot that Donna had told me to be naked, when they arrived,  that was scarry. I started wigging that I hadnt even met the two teens Brian invited,  that put more stress on me. I knew what I would do when they got out, though. So there I stood at the picnic table with the gifts on them, naked, trembling, never so more turned on in my life. As they pulled up I got on my knees and knelt in the dirt and waited my piggy fate.

   That Julie and Donna were half undressed I saw, that Dave looked like his customary pissed off self, that the friends Brian invited wore the same goth black clothes, black jeans, engineer boots, made my boner salute them as they all approached, hooting and hollering, even Dave seemed amused to see me awaiting my destiny. Donna got right after me and slapped me hard and asked what the flowers were for. I trembled as I told her about the gifts, how I wanted to thank everyone for coming camping. She dug that, I crawled around and as I gave each their gift and money,  I begged them to abuse me, they spat on me and laughed at my hard, tiny penis. Brians friends were both his size,  they were excited about abusing me, I could tell, they had the look of sadists.

  "Well, we all need a bladder break, asshole, so do the guys and then me and Julie will load you up.'  I crawled and kneeled and each guy topped off in my mouth, then Donna and Juile filled me up as I lay in the dirt. Six piss loads are a lot, but it all stayed down, though I would get sick soon, I knew. Josh and Carl, Brians friends, are both well hung,  I am thrilled, thats four fat cocks for me to suck, thats nice. "Start cooking dinner, we are hungry,  make it fucking snappy," that from Julie, I realized everyone was going to own me,  that was a bit daunting. 

    While I cooked the steaks and potatoes, I watched as everyone else sat near the water,  the guys fished,  the girls were taking turns sucking everyones cocks. Jesus they all had beautiful, fat man cocks,  I felt so pathetic, as I looked at my penis,  no wonder Im over here, cooking, naked, covered in piss and dirt. Watching Josh and Carl grope Donna was hot, they were enjoying the fuck out of it,  who could blame them. Donna semed to be having fun herself,  this did make me happy, I did love to hear her squeal with pleasure. Dave seemed a little put out that Brian was trying to see how far he could get his tongue down Julies throat, I would love to see Brian kick his sour ass,  then rape him,mmm, that worked for me. Dave pretended he was cool with it all, but I saw what I saw.

   Dinner was a success, I can cook,  they could eat. Before that though Julie decided flowers from me were insulting, She and Donna trashed the pretty roses, gave everyone a branch with thorns on it, I did not like this , not at all. While I walked around serving dinner, they would whip me with the thorns, wow, it hurt so good. I was bleeding, but it was only scrapes, mostly, besides they were having fun,  I would not deny them that. I was to far into my slave mode to ever pull back now. Being able to step outside myself, I pictured the scene from above, me naked, filthy bleeding, sobbing, serving six laughing, happy, clothed people, that was intense. I got leftovers, everyone chewed food up and spit it in a large bowl,  then they all spit in it. Brian stuffed my face into the bowl,  I scarfed up the delicious already chewed steak dinner, while everyone laughed and carried on.

    My face was a mess,  Dave thought I needed a bath, so with the boys help, they tossed me off the six foot cliff into the cold pond. It shocked me, but made my cuts and bruises calm down,  that was something, always look on the bright side.  Of course when I came out, the shrinkage was bad, my dick had disappeared, with no pubic hair, I knew I looked sad. It was as if Brian, Josh and Carl had to attack me for being so lame. "Wow that is fucking sad," was all Dave said and then he started to make out with Donna, while Julie egged the boys on, she wanted them to pummel me. She kept flashing them her tits and pussy,  promising them lots of fun if they hurt me. I dont think I like Julie anymore, dirty cunt.

   The beating was nasty, there was lots of closed fists and when I went down, three sets of engineer boots started to batter my body. Managing to get to my feet was hard, but Julie pushed me back down from behind, laughing, "stomp the fag, men, its getting me hot" You know its bad when Donna stops it. She was sitting on Daves fat meat stick,  told the guys, "if hes out of action, your doing the chores, play nice with the idiot,  you can still have fun." Of course, she had let them stomp me for a while and I was beat, every where hurt. I lay there panting , trying to keep from losing my mind, didnt even realize they had all gathered around me, I was petrified to look up. "Roll on your back maggot," ranted Julie,  I did looking up and seeing everyone looking at me with eyes alive with comtempt.

  While they all pissed on me, Donna told me that they were going for a walk to the general store, down the road. I was to make sure the fires were going for them when they got back,  dinner was cleaned up. "And take another dip in the pond, stinky, your a nasty fucker."  they were off,  I had to admit I needed the break, the boys boots had really hurt me and I hoped my ribs were okay, cause they hurt. Pain I could deal with, but the emotional overload was draining,  I had real concerns about a whole week of this intensity. You try having six lunatics torment you. But my cock was stiff and I still felt powerfully submissive. Again, when I had laid in the dirt, on my back, naked, filfty, bruised and battered and they all pissed on me, while laughing, taunting, spitting down on me, Wow, I was  where I needed to be.

  I cleaned up their mess and hid the leftovers in an empty box, as I had no way to tell when I would be fed,  I had to puke soon, my piss bloated belly was percolating, big time. The fires, I stoked nicely, then I puked up all the piss and dinner I swallowed earlier, and I headed for a dip.The water felt so nice, the cold got everything relaxed and my brain slowed down, I ate the leftovers and drank two bottles of water, tried to summon energy from somewhere inside to make it through tonight. I just had to take it a step at a time. It was already getting late,  I figured they would be gone a while, so that left only a few hours tonight to fuck with me. It would be a long few hours, as I was spent and needed rest, more, I needed a time out from the battering, but that was not my call, we had no safe word, it was out of my hands.

    They all looked so good as they sauntered up the road, eating ice cream cones and laughing, wouldnt I like to be included, just once. "Hey stinky we got you ice cream, lots of ice cream." Donna teased,  everyone looked gleeful,  I knew I was going to get punked. They had four gallon containers of chocolate ice cream,  I was told to get eating, but first Donna stuffed a plug up my ass. It was good ice cream, but it was a lot,  I had to stop,  they didnt like that, not at all. The boys were purposely walking by me,  each time they just happened to kick me,  then Dave thought my ice cream needed jimmies,  he sprinkled dirt all over the melting ice cream. Jesus, I was getting full, I needed to shit, but the plug was tight.

    Finally I couldnt do it, no more,  Donna was off. She had the boys put me on my back, then they spread my legs, wide,  pulled them back to my head, so my ass was pointed at my face. This didnt look good at all. Sure enough she pulled my ass plug,  I got a faceful of liquid shit, to everyones delight, even I had to admit that was hot. Her pouring the rest of the ice cream down my gaping shit chute was cold. Real fucking cold, I immediatly started getting cramps in my colon,  it hurt. When I was loaded up, Donna rammed the plug up my ass and told me to get up. I felt pregnant and had trouble getting up, so when she told me to start running around the camp fires, I was fucked.

    Round and round I went, stumbling, feet bleeding, stomach cramping,  everyone was getting in their shots, a slap here, a boot stomp to my bare foot, a thorny rose branch across my ass, spit hitting my face, teenage boys can spit alot, a real lot. Brian, Josh, and Carl were behind me whipping me hard,  my penis was raging to everyones delight. "Sick fucker loves it," cracked Julie. This was tough, I was sweating bad, cramping, dizzy, out of breath, but I kept moving, what choice did I have, there were three pairs of hard, brutal engineer boots waiting to tear into me, if I dared stop, or worse, go down.

    It was close, when Donna annouced fuck time,  the boys dropped me, were only interested in her and Julie.  First though, Donna had me get in the positon from earlier, so my ass was in my face,  then she ordered me to pull the plug. Oh, yeah that was good, I was drowning in liquid shit, then back in the river I was tossed. Jesus, the way they tossed me about, like a sack of shit, was hot. To be carried naked, by a man and three teenage toughies, while I was naked and bloodied,  tossed like trash into a pond, while two women cheered them on, that was deep.

    When I was back in front of everyone, with my tiny willy begging for abuse Donna said "For being such a good sport, before we send the loser to bed, lets give him a few parting gifts," Donna announced grandly, " Since you got all of us such nice camping stuff, we got you some too," As I opened the boxes, everyone snickered, as it was all little girl disney camping stuff. As I stared at the pink pup tent, pink sleeping bag, pink cinderella night gown, I cried, the abuse finally got to me,  they went taunt crazy on me. I sat on the ground naked, beaten,sobbing with my little girl camping stuff, surrounded by six people spitting on me, screaming at me, " Fag, Loser, Its only the first night, Fucking cry baby, wait till we hurt you"

   Donna got the night gown on me and then she made me stand on the picnic table and sing, If I only had a brain, while stroking my cock. Every one was razzing me, as I looked at those cruel, hateful faces, it drove me, to maybe the most incredible cum of my life. Of course I didnt get to enjoy the aftermath long, as Brian got at the other end of the table, tipped the table, and as I was out of it, I landed face first in the dirt, I heard the applause but I just lay there, I was done, even they knew it. They set the tent up for me,  the guys roughly stuffed me in it, I could only fit if I slept in a ball, so I did.

   The tent had an open screened roof and I hoped it didnt rain.The sleeping bag was actually comfortable, if way to small. Wow, they  sure fucked a lot, there was constant moaning, groaning, cheers, as the guys did the women hard. Jesus, I was on my third cum, when they started to quiet down,  then I felt the rain, but, fuck, it wasnt rain,  I looked up, the guys were giving me a goodnight golden shower, well its the thought that counts. So there I lay, soaked in piss, hurting, horny, stressed, but all in all, it was all right. I made the first day, that was something.

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