Ms. Americana: The slut is born

Ms. Americana story this time. I’m still experimenting with different form of stories, plots etc, searching for the formula that fits me the most. If you have any thoughts, don’t be afraid to write at: pralat666@yahoo.com

Ms. Americana belongs to Mr. X

Ms. Americana: A slut is born

Ms. Americana almost finished her usual night patrol through the Delta City. She kicked some pimps and criminals, saved two innocent girls from rape and found a hideout of the famous bank robbers. It was fruitful night and Brenda was happy. Helping people was not only her job, it was her passion. She just wanted to return home, took a long, hot bath and then long sleep in her comfortable bed, when she heard screams coming out of the backstreet she was passing by.

She runs into the backstreet to discover the source of screams. Few punks gathered around someone who was lying on earth. They were kicking him with their booted legs, insulting and calling scum and shit. No matter, what was their reason, Ms. Americana couldn’t let them beat their victim, and it wasn’t fair. She struck her usual, heroine pose with her hands on her hips and opens her mouth.

- Fun is over, kids. Get out of here, or I’ll kick your sorry asses out of the city.

Punks turned to her. They looked at the famous heroine and crime fighter with a fear. They heard much about her, too much to know that they were no match for her.

- Run, guys! This bitch is dangerous! – shout one of them and they quickly disappeared in the shadows of the backstreet. Americana smiled and came close to their victim. It was young boy dressed in leather jacket and black trousers. He had typical punk haircut. It seems that he was member of the gang. Brenda sighed; she knew that he wasn’t probably innocent. Gangs were fighting against each other, for space, drugs, money and other things.

While she was kneeling under the beaten boy, checking his wounds, Punks were starring at her from the depths of the backstreet. She seemed to be absolutely concentrated on their victim, in the pale light of street lantern her semi nude body shone gloriously. Finally, one the punks, Latino looking boy with long, brown hair approached her. He removed his boots so she didn’t hear while he was coming. When she discovered, it was too late.

Empty bottle struck her head. Brenda cried from pain and fall on the boy she was checking. Her wounds wasn’t fatal, as long as she had her power belt it was impossible to hurt her dangerously. As long…she told about it in few interviews, so it wasn’t a secret. Boy who struck her with a bottle, quickly reached for her power belt, undoing it from her before she was able to resist.

- Give it to me, now! – She cried as she rose, but in the answer boy run away into the shadow.

- I got it! Get’er guys! – He shouted loudly and in the answer group of the punks walked from the darkness, approaching Brenda. They knew that she was now normal woman, without any special abilities.

- Listen, we can talk about it… - she tried to buy some time, when suddenly hard fist punched her stomach. Air left her, as she tried to avoid another punches. But she was on the loosen position. Another fist smashed her jaw, she fell on earth with cry of pain, blood was dripping out of her mouth. Punks didn’t waste the time; they attacked her all together, pulling her arms and legs, stretching them wide. They began to run their hands over the defenseless body lying on the cold earth. Her scanty outfit was quickly removed and someone, but in hurry they left her mask on her face, someone was mashing her breasts with his brutal hands, pinching and twisting her poor nipples.

- Yearrrggh! No, no! Oh please doonntgmmmphmm!!! -  Another punk grabbed her black, long her and forced his cock into her mouth, ordering her to suck. Crying from pain, she could only lick his manhood, tasting his precum on her tongue. It was the time when first dick parted her pussy lips.

- Mghmmm…gdnnnnoo…. – she moaned as the large manhood went into her pussy, fucking her with raw, animal power. She was jumping under his thrusts as the man in her mouth came, filling her with his semen and forcing to drink everything. When he finished oral rape, another man cupped her buttocks, parting them with his finger.

- No, not there!!! – She cried in hysteria as his fat cock went between her ass cheeks. Tears, mixed with sperm, were running down her face as her luscious ass was hammered by punk’s rod.

Boys were raping her for hours, fucking all her orifices. Brenda drunk gallons of sperm and accepted another gallons in her pussy and ass. Sperm was leaking out of her when last of the guys sprayed her face with his semen. Last of her rapists shoot rest of his load into her face, wipe it with her hair and kicked her belly. She vomited with cum she drank all night and passed out. But they didn’t let her sleep.

- Give her something to eat – proposed one of punks – I bet she’s starving.

They took a trash can and forced her to eat everything they found there.

- Mghmmm…no...mmghmm...glbbrbb…bluerg… - she protested as rotten tomato was pushed into her mouth. Then they keep her mouth closed, giving her no chance to spit it out. She chewed it slowly, and then swallowed with visible disgust. Then they found a pack of old dog food. Piece by piece, she had to chew each part, then bit into pieces and swallow. Taste was horrible, but she couldn’t resist. Piece of green meat was her next dish. Brenda almost vomited the rotten meat but finally swallow it all. With their loud laughter around, she was eating everything they gave her – old fish, piece of rotten pizza and more. Her belly was completely filled with this disgusting stuff. At the end, they whipped her panties with their semen, torn them into pieces and gave her to eat too.

- She’s thirsty – said another punk, producing a bottle of cheap wine. He opened it and pushed it into Americana’s mouth.

- Mghmmm…glob, glob, glob… – no matter how good she knew what alcohol will do with her, she had to drink the booze. Alcohol was running down her chin, because she couldn’t drink it all. When he let her to stop, bottle was empty in 3. Her stare was now cloudy and misty. While drinking she was kneeling, but now even this position was too hard for her, with loud “splat!” she fell on earth, breathing slowly and murmuring words unable to understand.

- What’s up with this bitch? – asked one of them as they gathered around fallen heroine. Their cum, mixed with trash, covered her body and dripped out of her holes. Her breasts, especially her nipples were red thanks to their teeth. Brenda wasn’t sure what’s happening to her, she was in drunken stupor.

- My girl’s bro was caught by this ho year ago – said brow skinned boy – They get him 10 years behind the bars. I bet she would love to put her hands on this shit – he pointed defeated heroine – I tell you, she’ll give her hell.

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Brenda groaned as she fluttered her long, dark hair and tried to stand up. She was locked inside an iron stocks, her head and slack hands trapped within the bondage device. Caught heroine tried to cry out, but a ball gag was stuffed between her full, red lips, it muffled all Americana's protests and cries. She was nude, save to her mask. In front of her stood young girl.

- Hello, slut – said a girl while approaching bound heroine. She had short, black miniskirt, fishnet stockings and white blouse. On her hands were two shinning gauntlets. Her short hair was platinum white. As she came close to Americana, without any word she hit her face with open palm, leaving red, painful mark on Brenda’s cheek.

- I heard Joe and his boys were fucking you for good few hours. Threat it as good fun. I heard they even feed you,  you were eating dog food and some rotten shit, right? You might hate them now, whore, but I swear, when I finish with you, you’ll be thinking that they were merciful. Do now – she accented “not” – expect any mercy from me. You throw my brother into the jail, he going to lost ten years of his life because of you. I’ll make you – she finished with sadistic smile that made Americana’s mind screaming from fear. She knew that this girl might be much more dangerous than these freaks.

- You have big ass, bitch, guys told me that they fucked it rough, but I guess it will hurt you to add something – girl took a  wooden paddle and brought it to heroine's ass. Brenda cried into the gag as her both asscheeks were hit by paddle. She couldn’t see it but she could imagine red bruises on her alabaster skin.

- Umghhhh! – She cried again as a girl was punishing her ass. Her saliva began to gather inside her mouth. Her muffled cries made her situation only worst, girl started to use a paddle with bigger strength, making her tormented ass completely red. Then she took a paddle away and replaced with a whip. Ms. Americana couldn’t say a word but she begun to turn her head in wordless begs. Her tormentor smiled and raised her hand.

- Smack! – Whip cut the air and bit Americana’s skin, causing her to cry louder. Girl doubled her effort with next hit, aiming heroine’s legs, thigh, pussy and breasts. Red lines were slowly appearing all over her body. “Smack, smack, smack!” – Without any warning, thin whip was causing her to wiggle in her bondage. But there was no escape from pain. Or was it only pain? Americana could feel moisture gathering between her legs. She moaned around the gag stuffed between her drool drenched lips, her tears filled eyes rolled up into her skull, as this unhuman, cruel treatment took her to the on the edge of climax, her love juices gushing from her womanhood, soaking her  thighs and splashing across the uncovered floor. Girl noticed that.

- I see you really like it, whore. You may say otherwise, but your real mouth says something totally different.

- Mghmmm… - was the only answer of beaten heroine. Girl smiled and too the gag away from drooling mouth of Brenda. She was able to take a short breath only, 'cos another gag was shoved inside her mouth, this time with dildo, which reached her throat.

- I know you sucked lotta cocks last time so this will help you to not forget how you should do this. Now we have some work to do.

Ms. Americana had no choice but to suck monstrous thing in her mouth. In the same time girl produced steel needle and, using lighter, made it red. She approached Brenda and, with cold smile of sadist, drove the needle into heroine’s left nipple.

- Mgghmmmmmm!!!! – Muffled cry left Brenda’s lips as the steel went through her sensible skin. Quickly it was replaced with iron ring with bell attached. Her right nipple experienced the same treatment. Minute after both bells were ringing as she was breathing hard.

Next ring was placed in Americana’s navel. It was painful, but not as much as piercing nipples. She hoped that’s all, but she was wrong.

- Nggghmmmm!!!!!! Nghmmmm! – she moaned in desperation around the dildo in her mouth when girl lowered herself to her wet pussy. She took her big clit in her finger, massaged it for a few seconds and…

- Yeaghmmmmmm!!!! – Cry of agony filled the room when hot needle pierced her clitoris, driving her mad. Girl quickly placed there another ring with a bell. Two more rings decorated Americana’s pussy lips. Heroine almost passed out from the pain she received. Girl took  needle away and replaced it with a tattoo set.

- I’m going to make your slutty self visible for everyone – she said and begun to work. “Fuck here” arrows pointed into her pussy were tattooed on her hips. “Fuckhole” - just above her pussy. Mrs. Americana could see it all, but she could guess that girl wanted to make her as much obscene as possible. On her belly  she painted various sexual scenes, with women being fucked by males, females and animals. Her poor breasts were next in line. “Milk bag” – that’s what was now written on each of them. “Fuckslut” just above her breasts and “sperm drinker” around her throat. “Your lavatory” and “your urinal” - such words adorned her cheeks with small arrows pointing her mouth, currently stuffed with dildo gag. Big, red and blue “Slut” on her forehead was last one…on this side of her body.

Her back was like a perfect, empty canvas for a girl. Lotta words were written there, most of the humiliating for an owner. Ms. Americana was described there as a lustful whore, selling herself for 5 cents in the worst parts of the town, hunger for all kinds of sex. Big “Anal service” was tattooed above her ass and “Hit me, I’m a bad girl” on her ass cheeks. When she finished her long work, she step back and begun to admire the result of her work.

- Now everyone can guess that you’re slut, one look is enough – she smiled. Then she took from the drawer huge, carbed dildo. It was big, Ms. Americana open her eyes wide, when she saw monstrous thing. For what kind of sex it was made? She knew she’ll never be able to accept this thing inside. But girl seems to have different opinion.

- You like it, whore? I can see in your eyes that you’re starving for this little, oh, maybe not so little, toy.

Americana turned her head, but she knew that she couldn’t expect any mercy from her captor and abuser. Girl licked mammoth sized vibrator and came close to the bound heroine.

- Let’s see…pussy? No, I bet you want it inside you slutty ass, aren’t you?

Brenda trembled when tip of the dildo touched the entrance of her anal hole. Without any warning, girl pushed it inside, using all her strength.

- Mggmmmmmmm!!!! – Dildo gag silenced desperate cry of Ms. Americana when the cold thing stretched her ass muscles to the painful degrees. Girl was pushing it deeper, enjoying heroine’s silent protests. Finally she used her boot to force dildo inside. Americana could feel her poor ass clamped around the dildo.

- Seems it’s turning you on, fuckslut – said girl opening the browser and taking another dildo. It was as big as previous, abut also covered with big bulbs. Soon it filled Brenda’s pussy. Then both dildos started to work.

- I’m leaving you with them, honey – girl smiled – I’ll be back for few hours, so have fun.

Mrs. Americana was sure that after all this terrible things, few dildos weren’t  match for her. She was terribly wrong. At beginning she was struggling, trying to prevent her body from climax. She did her best, but two rocking, vibrating things inside her holes had different opinion. They were fucking her with cold, machine power, and their only destiny was to break her.

- Ughmmmm – she groaned as she felt first orgasm building inside her body. She did her last struggle and then… her entire body suddenly went limp. Second later she cried loudly as the first climax literally ripped her body. Her ass hole muscles clamped around the metallic vibrator, her pussy was flooding with love juices. She hadn’t time to breathe because dildos continued their work, quickly bringing her over the edge of another climax. And another, another…hours were passing by as Mrs. Americana was tamed by the dildos. These two things literally fucked her will out of her, leaving empty, sex obsessed shell. With each climax her will, her real self, her pride and dignity were leaving her. When her tormentor returned to the room, she saw only sex starving bimbo in the place where previously was superheroine. She smiled, knowing that now her revenge was complete.

The End