The Anne Chronicles

                                                                                                Chapter 1 Holiday Plans

                                                                                                   by roccodadom44

                                                                                                    roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

    Annie and her lover, Sean, were discussing plans for the upcoming holiday weekend. She wanted sun and sand,  just the two of them, He wanted to take Annies fag hubby up to Seans isolated White Mountain retreat for a long weekend of abuse and humiliation. Well, he talked her into it by promising to really fuck up Marco, Annies tiny dicked husband. As Sean explained, he would invite some of his buds,  Annie should invite some of her girl friends, and they could all get after the loser. Annie didnt take long to figure this could get interesting, as she had gotten addicted to hurting the whiney fag, she knew a roomful of like minded sadists would really give hubby what he deserved. She giggled at the thought that everyone just naturally wanted to fuck with wimpy, he brought it on himself, she was sure. Of course after sucking her lovers fat eight inch cock, Annie got a promise of a week on the Vineyard, a nice bonus, she thought.

As it was only Tuesday night, they had all week to plan the party, Annie was sure her two wildest friends would jump at the chance to abuse Marco, they loathed him, and also get some of Sean and his boys cocks, not to mention, party in the White Mountains. Sean already knew who he was inviting, five hard core sadists, led by the imcomparable Johnny Reb, a war buddy of Seans, who was  a nurse, who liked to play doctor, if you follow. He also wanted Billy, his State Trooper pal, another vet, he was bringing his taser gun,  telling this to Annie got the desired response, she was visably excited, wanting to get on with the destruction of hubby, you have to love that level of hate.  Sean asked Annie who she would bring, and Liz got him hot, he didnt want her, she was to pushy, to self centered for him, but she loved to abuse Marco, had it in for him, and she could fuck, would fuck.  Annie had told him that Liz could get Marco to piss himself, just by yelling at him, thats sweet. She also was bringing Gina, a firery little redhead, who was a violent cunt, to say the least. Sean dug Gina, though he thought her a little flighty, a little unstable, Marco was in for an extended period of pain and humiliation, that made him happy, Jesus, he despised the fag, the creepiness oozed off of him, like sewage.

   Well as the week progressed, Annie started to feed her hubby doses of meds, antidiareha, antibiotics, blood thinners, to ward off blood clots from the bruising shithead would get. She thought back at how fast her boring, dull, unfullfiled marriage had come undone in the past year, wow, she was a different person, stronger, wiser, freer, and she had Liz, who encouraged her to cheat on Marco, and his three inch boner, and Sean, who had swept her off her feet, he was  the ying to Marcos yang, to thank. Sean was a decorated veteran, had a trade, carpentry, lots of friends, eight inch fat cock, witty, funny, and was a naturally dominant guy. Compare that with Marco, a fucking sad sack toad, she thought, a whiney wimp, who was completely broken, when Annie said jump, the weasle was a jumpin, he had no friends, his family hated him, but the fucker still adored her, Annie loved that she had that power over him. She had control of everything, told him when to eat, shit, sleep, most important she controlled the money, she was putting all their savings, considerable after three years, into a private account. Dummy hadnt a clue, and as she looked at her hubby cleaning the kitchen cabinets, Annie insisted all the food was lined up alphabetized, she giggled that it turned her on to make him waste his life doing stupid things, she didnt really get why, but she loved it, and thats enough.

  She knew Marco was nervous about the few snippetts of talk he picked up between the lovers, he must be curious about all the booze and food Annie ordered him to pickup on his errand runs, then again, Annie giggled, he was a dimwitted fag, he was always going to be the dumbest person in the room, Annie knew. She did tease him that something wild was going to happen this weekend,  he was quick enough to read her evil laugh,  he was begging, she did love to hear him beg, not that she ever gave in, fuck him, she really did hate him, she dug that he still tried to believe she was just roleplaying, but,no, she fucking hated him,  wished Sean would move in, so she could divorce the loser, she allready owned half of Marcos house, a condtion she insisted on, before marrying the lizard. She still marveled that she ever thought she could be happy with him, she had come off a bad breakup, was in her forties, allready divorced, and she wanted security. Well, Marco had a nice pension, and he was only in his early fifties, could keep giving her his 3600 each month, she never gave him any money back, only let him use a credit card when he shopped for groceries, picked up her dry cleaning, and such, not bad, she giggled, he gave her his money, she gave him her shit, literally.

   That reminded her she needed to pinch a loaf, so she ordered faggy into position, she had devised different numbers for different positions, 1 kneel head back mouth open, call it urinal, 2 flat on back, mouth open, call it shit hole, 3 he bent over and grabbed his ankles, call it ass beating time, and so on. It still turned her on to use him like this, she always stared into his sad eyes as she first pissed down his throat, and then squeezed out a log or two of fine caviar, she made him call her shit caviar and her piss champagne, made him beg for it, he did, he usually got a tiny hard on when she shit him,  this excited Annie, but it also made her want to savage the fag, what guy willingly ate shit, got hard over it, what a loser. He always screwed up his face while he ate her offering, but he did it, as Annie casually dribbled spit into his ugly face, coating his eyes, she teased him that he would be having caviar and champagne to beat the band this weekend, he shuddered, Annie giggled, perfect.

    He could cook, she had to give him that, as she enjoyed her perfectly done salmon steak, potatoe, and salad. Call it training, but hubby was conditioned to wait off to his Mistress s  side, while she dined, he waited. He always wore white elbow length gloves, white cotton frilly apron, his tiny showed, she loved to be reminded of his short commings. She giggled, she did this alot, recalling how it was impossible to train him to walk in heels, she really had wanted him in six inch heels, but the fucker was to uncoordinated, he would fall every couple of steps, the creep. She gave up, beat him senseless, but gave up, she liked to be waited on, what girl didnt, and as she snapped her fingers, toadface stepped forward, gave her a pink dog dish. She chewed up the remaining bits of fish and potatoe, not much really,  spit it into the dog dish,  while dummy went and got her a cigarette and glass of Merlot, her latest fave, Annie relaxed, enjoyed the serenity of taking control of your own life, all the nights she put up with wimpy humping her, well, getting an inch in and shooting a feeble spurt of unmanly juice, her feeling tense, unfullfilled, sneaking to the bathroom, washing his pathetic cum out of her snatch, god forbid, he ever pregged her, she couldnt bare the thought of ever having his child, she wondered if he even could get her pregnant.

    She loved her after dinner cig, knew it was bad, but fuck it, wine and a smoke made her positively calm. Flicking the ashes in the dog dish, she ordered the dolt to begin jumping jacks, she wanted him energetic, she loved to work him hard, had his day chored up, some legit, some boring, humiliating time fillers. As she looked at his fag body, she could only smirk, his little willy looking like a clit. He was always smooth shaven now, even eye brows gone, he had no hair, so his shriveled dick looked like a babys, this amused Anne to no end, fuck, he was scary tiny, what was the point of having a cock at all, if it couldnt satisfy a cunt, pointless, totally pointless. He got winded so fast, face red, sweaty, yuck, she tired of him, quick, she snapped, he knelt,  tongue out, which she used to exstinguish her smoke, nightly rituals are fun. He always ate the butt, she considerd it fiber for him,  she then let him eat his dinner, using her foot to push his pig face deep into the dish, he got every bit, truth be told, she didnt feed him much, why bother, fuck him.

   Again, routine, she would lock the toad in his dog cage, just big enough for him to kneel, mesh wide enough to get your hands at him, fun fun, he would press his silly face against the wire siding,  Annie would use her heel tip to slam his forehead. He looked like a fucking hindu fag, as the scar was always broken open, blood dripping, it was a nice feeling for Anne, here asshole take my rage,mmm. She would then piss in a water bowl, and leave it in his cage, and that was that, see you in the am, bitch. Looking over her shoulder, as she passed through the door of the downstairs bathroom where she kept him, she had to laugh at his sad state. Naked, head bloody, piss bowl in his face, forced to kneel in one place all night, allready he was shifting weight as his knees hurt pressing on the hard plywood bottom of the cage, again, she knew it was perfect, right, and definitly just, payback for his inability to be a man, Annie needed a man not a toad.

   Sexual energy, Anne woke throbbing with it, her cunt was soaked, stank, she loved it, Sean would be over, they would head to NH, for a weekend of fucking and mayhem. Hubby was gonna catch hell, God, she wanted him savaged, their guests were just the folks to help, Annie giggled. Thinking of all the cocks she would be getting got her moaning, as her fingers played, but thoughts of her husbands abuse pushed her off the cliff,  she rolled two huge orgasms to start the day, not bad, the old broad still had it.

  What a creep, she loathed looking at him, though his condition aroused her. He was curled un in the fetal position, like an ugly freak baby, he had even shit himself, fag, his sad, stupid eyes followed her, she giggled, some more, the fear in him was abundant, he looked like a mental defective,  she was certain he was. His knees were bloody,  as she opened his cage, she ordered him out and on his feet. He was a fucking stooge, flopping to his feet, dazed, confused, stupid, nice. She slapped him, hard, making his face distort nicely, had his attention, "Since you cant be house trained, you will sleep outside, forever, for fucking ever, under the porch in the summer, garage winters, thats it shitboy, case closed."  He was sobbing, she laughed at his wimpiness, his inability to take control, she loved that he knew, absolutly knew, that he never, ever would sleep in this house again, that got her clam flapping, Jesus, she needed Seans cock to soothe, take this edge off.

  She settled for whipping her screaming hubby, she love to use an old belt of Seans to savage him,  as wimpy grasped his ankles, Annie went crazy on his ass, legs, then she did his back, finishing with a nasty knee to his tiny ball sack, he left the floor, crashed, and puked, perfect, She ordered him to clean up and then make her tea and toast, as she went to shower. One of her fave things, hot showers, she shaved her legs, humming, thinking sexy thoughts, thinking Sean and his magic stick, leaving her thick black bush intact, Sean dug her forest, she dug Sean. As she dried, she studied her forty six year old body, loved her still spectacular tits, heavy, slight sag, pink gumdrop nipples, her skin still supple, despite her fondness for hot showers, a little beginnings of celluite on her thighs and fat, sexy ass. She guessed everyone was right, older women got horny, cause she was glowing, wanted it everyday, wanted new shit, wanted her husband punked royally, that, she knew, drove all her sexual feelings off the chart, the knowledge that hubby was suffering got her off something fierce.

  An useful idiot, thats what he was, her tea fixed perfect, toast just done, butter spread quite right, TV on her fave morning show.  He was standing, waiting for her command, off to her left, out of her sight, why look at that ugly fuck while eating, she figured. She loved that she could get so drastic with him, like earlier, she was going to make  him sleep uder the porch for the rest of the summer, her cunt was dripping, she was giggling,  not at the telly, her mind was much more entertaining than morning TV, thank you very much. A simple snap and faggy went to get her morning smoke, lighting it with an overdone curtsy, she couldnt help spitting in his ugly face, fuck you. He disgusted her, fascinated her, she wanted to see how far he would go, she knew, and she knew they would get there, that thought was scary, exciting, staggering, but it was there.

   She liked playing that mind game, worth more dead or alive, his pension was nice, but it went with him, she had married him after his retirement, no survivor benifits. However his insurance was half a million, not bad, would ease her mourning, right. She flicked her ashes on his disgusting tongue, really didnt even think about it, just normal, made him kneel on the marble tiles, his knees were shot, he was in pain all the time, fucking right. She started to grind her bare foot into his balls, he wimpered, didnt move though, she got rougher, squashing his nuts hard, he was sweating, squirming, but his mouth stayed open, he knew the punishment for not making his mouth available for her ashes, she had put the cig out on his tiny cock head, she loved the smell of his flesh, had that notion tucked away in her deviant mind, smelled like chicken, she giggled. She wanted to go to the gym, but the sexual tension was overpowering, decided ot use her toys to milk another cum before Sean got here, So after putting her butt out on his tongue, kicking his nuts, telling him no breakfast, ordering him to go count the stones on their crushed stone driveway, that he would try to actually count them, made her juicy, she was off to her bedroom.

   Pretending to read the magazine, really way to excited about the comming festivities, Anne shifted on the couch, giggled at her fag hubby through the window, on his bloody knees, counting rocks. As their house was secluded he was nude and she realized again, how tiny he was, his dick was barely an inch soft, wow, she hated him, hated his spinelessness, was overcome with longing to go all the way, made her dizzy. She forced her brain to say what this was, and she didnt flinch at the word snuff, she felt her clit stir, her breathing deepen, she was going to have to do it, sooner or later. Laughing at the notion that she would be doing him a favor, he really had no reason to live, it would only get worse for dummy, giggling that she could give a fuck about what was best for him, she was drawn, like a moth to hot light, to his ultimate demise. It was daunting, had to be done right, she would need to plan it perfect, only share it with certain people, thinking his death got her mind off of her sexual tension,  as she turned away from watching the dolt do his thing, she went to the computer and started asking questions, like the best way to off your loser husband, while going on your merry way.

    Just having Sean in the house gladdened her, his presence enveloping her, making her feel special, God, he was gorgeous, she moaned, swooned at his strong embrace, his tongue probing her tingling mouth. She fairly dragged Sean upstairs, undressing him with demon speed, swallowing all of his eight inches in one greedy gulp, running her fingers all over his hard man body, loving his bullet holes, what they represented, bravery, feeling his heavy, potent balls, letting him have his way with her electric tits, she was already in that zone, her cunt was insisting on fullfillment. Sean took her on the floor, hard, fast, with all of his being, it was amazing to Annie, who had never been a prude, that sex, fucking she meant, could be this intense, he played her like a violin, he was a virtuoso, knowing just when to slow, when to quicken, when to powerdrive her into a frenzy. She had been embarrassed by how loud she got when he banged her like this, but with his assurance, she now let it rip, screaming his name, her love of him, for him, while wrapping her legs around him, arms holding him, as if forever, her pussy shooting streams of juice, soaking his crotch and belly, sticking to her thick pubic hair, she felt like her soul was on fire as she came over and over again. Her tears, pure, unadulterated joy, she never wanted this to end, knew it would, shit, Sean was only thirty two, he would want kids, Annie could see that day comming, before, she would wallow in self pity, now, she would milk every ounce of passion from this improbable relationship, before moving on.

  She adored how terrified her hubby was of Sean, and as the troll knelt before them, naked, bruises ample, bloody forehead always, lil wee wee hard. Giggling, Annie knew the mega doses of viagra caused that, but dug her hubbys tiny staying hard while he got fucked over, proving his enjoyment of his destruction. As Sean urinated down faggys throat Annie taunted him with, "Consider the party started dipshit, the next seventy two hours are going to be fucking beautiful, well, maybe not for you, but fuck you, I hate you. If you make it through the weekend, if, you will be completely broken, this is it fag, I want to really destroy you."  As her hubby sucked Seans cock clean, his tears ran, snots bubbled, his body sob wracked, Annie was soaked, she loved to see him suffer,  her brain was screaming violence,mmmm, brutality. She always stood over him to feed him Seans creampie, she would not allow him to ever touch her again, that was set in stone. Giggling at the way the loser hastily swallowed it, she knew he was starved, but she figured he ate enough shit and cum, fuck him.

  

   It was Seans idea, he didnt want loser fucked up to much, quipping they would all enjoy a blank canvas to work with this weekend, cant argue that logic, Annies cunt was leaking she was so hot, as they used their lit cigs to burn between her husbands toes. He was screaming bloody blue murder, his voice already cracking, she knew he would be mute by the end of the weekend, this thrilled her, as his voice annoyed her. They had him chained tight to a weight bench, and his feet were tied over his head where they had easy access. God, she loved the smell of his burning flesh, his screams, farts, piss sprays, as they savaged him, turning his toes into a series of angry burns, swollen, pain filled digits, and she couldnt help telling the fool, "If we did this here, what the fuck do you think we are going to do to your sorry ass up in the secluded White Mountains?", he sobbed, she laughed, Sean stomped him in the ribs, perfect. Big reason she loved Sean, his rubbing vicks vapor rub all over her hubbys fried toes, the loser really did shit, piss, puke, all at once, who could ask for more. The way he writhed, the chains rubbing his skin bloody raw, sweat covered, he was making gurgling sounds, Annie was on fire, her hubby was fucked, really fucked.

   While Annie packed,  Sean groped her and amused her with ideas to fuck up her hubby, the dolt was where he had been ordered, doing jumping jacks, barefoot on the crushed stone driveway, ruined toes throbbing, panting, halfblinded by fright, but the fucker was doing them. They watched him from the bedroom window, She couldnt get his willingness to please her, really hated him, knew she needed to see this through, and she nervously broached Sean, "I cant see myself stomaching him much longer, I really need to destroy him, hide my mistake, I dont want, ever, to have to say,"Oh, thas my exhusband, fuck, how humiliating."  Sean held her, thank God, he was a man who knew when to act it. When he whispered that it had to end like this, She was in her safe harbor, had the only real green light she needed flashing brightly. They laughed about it, talked it loosely, Sean saying most of the work was done, as no one would miss the loser, or care that he was gone, they just needed to make it simple. Promising to work it out after their party weekend, they got back to commenting on the sad sack, doing completely uncoordinated jumping jacks, feet bloody, and when he finally keeled over, laying face down in the stones, Annie came, loudly, with no manual stimulation, and when Sean said, "Imagine your orgasm when hubby buys it, Annie had a minor hiccup cum, causing her to get the giggles,  the merry couple were in perfect moods for the party at hand.

They needed to have a little fun at the fags exspence, waking him with the cold garden hose, and then whipping him with bamboo canes, he schreeched nicely, Sean and Anne working up a sweat. Annie giggled,"Its the new workout, sweeping the country, sweating to the fag bashing." That set them off on a frenzy of activity. leaving dummy striped, bloody, cowering in the fetal position, wher he belonged, no doubt. Annie love watching Sean shit down her husbands mouth, how easily the fag took it, he was a natural shit eater, that he got terrible infections didnt bug her, again, fuck him, he ate shit, what did he expect. Sean, after making hubby clean his ass with Tp, then eat it, rammed the flowing hose down Marcos throat, causing the shit to cascade out, like a fucking volcano.

  Thye got him in the truck bed, staked on his back, naked, spread eagle, and gave him a little bit to think about on the ride to NH. First Sean rammed a beer can up his ass, duct taping it in place, he put alligator clips on the tiny ballbag and penis, including the sensitive head, getting a nice whimper from the hoarse fag. Annie clipped his nipples, enjoying the teeth digging through the fag nips, ordered his tongue out, he obeyed, no doubt, she clipped his tongue, and using fishing line tied his tongue to his nipples, his head was bent towards his chest, any relaxing caused his tits and tongue to yank beautifully. Sean finished the deal, tieing his willy clip and ballbag to his nipples pulling his tiny junk towards his chest. Annie thought it performance art,  as they stomped him good, spitting on him, cursing him, she felt on top of the world. Covering him with the tarp, throwing their bags and coolers on him, roughly, they were off, let the party begin.

                                                                                  end chapter 1

                                                                            The Anne Chronicles

                                                                            Chapter 2  Weekend in the White Mountains  Friday night

                                                                             by roccodadom44

                                                                             roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

                                                                                       

  Feeling her body relaxing, watching Seans profile, as he drove, Anne was as happy as she had ever been, she didnt suppose this, she knew it. Holding Seans big, hard hand, She knew it would work out, He was right, hubby would get his, in time. Working the money thing, knowing she wasnt working ever again, fuck that, needing the security of steady income, worried she would get the insurance and blow it, maybe Sean would grift it, she smiled that she could be charmed by him, by his cock. Thankful that she always considerd herself first, fucking right, deciding hubby needed to live, for now, she liked the free medical, the live in slave, hubby did everything, Anne simply dropped her dirty clothes, wherever, left her wet towels on the bed, faggy would scamper to pick up, weasle, she would miss that shit, for sure. Leaving that settled for now, giggling that hubby lived for another week, at least, she started to massage Seans cock, through his jeans, getting the reaction she hoped, she took his beast out and loved it with her mouth, it felt so good, having his fat thing in her mouth, Annie knew she looked silly, cheeks puffed, lips stretched, but she felt content to gently bath his cock in her wet steamy mouth, using her tongue to tickle his shaft, he came, spurted heavy ropes of cream, she let them slowly slide down her greedy, wanting throat.

   His annoucement that they were five minutes from the cabin got Annie noticing her surroundings, jesus, it was immense, the mountains, one bigger than the next, looming like sentries, green, so green, capped by white, even with warm air,mmmm, it was dazzling, as she clung to Sean, wanting to share, wanting him near. It was on a dirt road, this was funny to her, a city girl, no lights, one lane, she asked what happened if another car came, he laughed, this was his driveway, he owned over a thousand acres, Annie loved it, the feeling of isolation, perfect to let loose on hubby. Perfect to get lots of cocks, giggling that She, Liz and Gina, were all old enough to be the guys mothers, this was so fucking hot to her, she still had it, more than had it, she had to, oozed slut pigginess, couldnt help being sexy.

   Getting the tarp off the fag, his expression of pain was beautiful, his head still bent to look at his tiny strectched penis, the clamps all oozing blood where they had ripped his skin, the beer can making him stand funny, his drool nonstop, mixed with blood, they whipped him good, more blood and stripes, he sobbed, made slobbering noises, ripped the clamp off his right tit, and a chunk of nipple, nice, very nice, did everything but defend himself,  to Annie that was the thing. His look was vacant, confused, he was helpless, right where Annie wanted him. They left him with orders to place all the luggage and such at the cabin door,  then kneel there, while they went inside to get the cabin up and running.

  The cabin was over a hundred years old, only heat was the wood stoves and fireplace, but it was roomy, lots of windows, hot showers, this gladdened Annie, for sure. As Sean gave her the tour, hubby retrieving the luggage, beer can and clamps still intact, she loved its charm, thought she could soften it up, guns everywhere, he told her they were only nonworking antiques, the real guns were in the the gun locker upstairs, loving the exposed beams, quick visions of hubby hanging from them,mmmm. Sean needed to turn the pump on, the well water was cold and sweet, get the electricity running, he was off grid, all power came from a small wind turbine acres away on a hill, he actually sold power to NH, not bad. Going upstairs, Annie dug the master bedroom, its own wood stove, two skylights, a kingsized bed, more exposed beams,mmmm, visions of her hanging by her wrists, as Sean and his boys had their way with her, giggling at her sluttiness.

They decided to go out to eat and they would meet Johnny at the restaurant, Annie shivering with lust, with visions of Johns foot long. It really measured a foot, twelve inches of meat, she had measured it, having played with Johnnny before, fucking him and Sean one wild weekend on the cape, she knew he would pry many quality cums from her, she was dripping with lust, was on fire for cock, dressed real slutty, mini, thghhighs, FMPs, neon sign that she was a walking slab of cunt, she dug this feeling, all guys wanted her, thats nice tonic for a nearing fifty year old. That Sean loved her to dress provocative, excited her, he wasnt jealous of her, of course she understood this was because he viewed her as a wild fling, not a wife, she got that, saddened her on some level, would love to have his babies, would never be one of those selfish cunts, having babies in your midforties was so lame to her, there was no way you had that level of committment or energy, fuck that, no kids for her, just cock, thank you very much. Smiling at her confidence, not wallowing in pity that Sean would dump her soon, setttle down, marry, instead planning on having lots of relationships, loved the chance of finding Mr Right, not really wanting to find the fucker.

     She let Sean deal with the kneeling fag, she had just done her makeup, didnt want to perspire, beating the clod senseless took energy, she was conserving hers for the coming cock assault she hoped she was getting. As she smugly watched her lover work  hubby over, she loved the naturalness of it, Sean was a man, she was a woman, hubby was a wimp, it was all about roles,  as he took his beating, Sean punching him silly, she loved that the loser knew his. A crushing right laid him out,  the lovers pissed him good, covered him in their urine, before Sean ordered the sissy on to his feet. He was staggered and dulled, but he complied, he always complied, she giggled, Sean had him stand in the screened in porch, hands over head,  he quickly had the loser strung up, tippytoes just touching the floor. Hubby looked funny,all stretched out, litttle hard on sticking out like a joke, lungs already gasping for air, toes and legs cramping, sweet. Sean used a torn fanbelt to whip the fucker good, the belt had strands of wire woven through the hard rubber, causing lots of bruising and cuts.  Sean finally, roughly removed the clamps, causing a wild, hoarse scream from tiny dick, blood flowing from, tits, cock, balls, and tongue, nice.

   As if he wasnt wasted enough, Sean removed the duck tape and ordered the can out,  sure enough, out it came, covered in shit, yuck, thought Anne. His ass was gaping,  Annie hoped he needed diapers,  fucking baby, he was bawling again, he did this alot, Annie had no idea why, no one cared, it just gladdened her, put joy in her hard heart to see her husband cry tears of real pain and anguish, that was the whole point, his suffering equaled her joy.  Sean had begun to abuse hubbys balls with the fanbelt,  wimpy was dancing, his fried toes pounding the rough wood floor,  well, She studied the destroyed digits, She had to, and did, stomp his toes violently, blood flew, he made inhuman sounds, Sean cheered her on, Annie had a decent, no need to touch at all, orgasm, just from her dear husbands excellent pain vocals, thats deep. They left him gasping, panting, cramping, delusional, just right,  they headed to dinner and drinks with Johnny, the wimp awaited his fate.

    Annie felt the juice running, her cunt was steaming, it used to embarrass her, that there would be a wet spot on her dress and seat of the car, now it made her wetter, she was gonna rape Johnny and Sean if they didnt cock her soon. The bar was blah, fake ski shit motiff, not crowded, about ten guys, she and the midtwenties skank waitress the only cunt, mmm, Annie was thinking a big gangbang, but knowing that was out, thinking how to get Sean and John interested in her, instead of their swapping hunting yarns, boring, She didnt care about killing bambi, now her hubby, different story, she felt her cunt spasm, it wanted action, needed attention, her nipples felt like they would burst, hard bullets pointing through her silk top, calling attention, hello, this cunts in heat.

  Oh, they knew, she knew they knew, and she knew Sean liked to make her wait, as she would get hornier and hornier, until he could get her to do anything, she was near there, in the neighborhood. So after they all downed a shot of Jack Daniels, Annie feeling the booz mixed with her wine,  Sean told her she should give the guys a strip show, Johnny egging her on, she demurring, pleading old age, agreeing to leave it up to the others, like she didnt know the answer. Sean and John got the other guys to chant strip, strip,  Annie was overcome by desire, hers and theirs, lusting to please these horny fuckers, give them her all, she did. She shook it, thrust it, spread it, her body gyrating wildly to the blaring metal music, unbuttoning her blouse, freeing her perfect fat tits, airing them out, digging the yells of approval, absorbing the leering eyes burning into her, her whole being on fire, going around the room, letting the guys maul her tits, loving the pain, pleasure, the feel of all the different pairs of hands, some rough, some soft, one missing several fingers, mmmm, it was all good.

 

  Moment of panic, knowing if she took off her skirt, that was it, she was getting gangbanged, moments pass, her lust only grew, she needed this, even as she knew Sean would dump her soon, no guy, at least a hunk young guy wanted a relationship with a town pump, but, she wouldnt deny herself this, this chance to be free, happy, she took it. Thanking her years of dance classes, she could shake it and look good, like she felt it, and she did, slowly sliding her skirt down her nyloned legs, bending over, the guys drooling at the obscene way her fat, hairy cunt poked through her thighs, inviting them in for a ride, she shook it, worked her cunt muscles, getting her lips winking at them, they loved it, she could do lewd, she was lewd. Laying on the dirty pool table, legs up, spread, letting them see her cunt and asshole, spreading her lips for them, letting them see inside her, getting off on their crude comments, the way they reduced her to meat,mmmm. Sean pushing the guys to explore her, Annie loving the fingers roaming her on fire skin, tits yanked, twisted, pulled, slapped, her cunt violated by many fingers.all giving her a push towards unbridled, or something, clit tickled to extreme, asshole probed, hard, it was Johns huge finger,mmmm, she was there, ready, and when they all started mauling her hard, she came harder, screaming with joy, the guys loving her pigginess, catching the little waitress, who probally thought she lived a wild life, eyes gaping at Annies level of sluttiness, smiling that she still had it, now she wanted it, cock, lots of cock.

   They gave it to her, right there on the pool table, how blase, she giggled, mostly she came, moaned, squealed, begged for more, loving the feeling of being used, the cocks ramming her hard, not caring about her, wanting only to relieve themselves, that was what Annie needed, now, she was getting it, the feeling of Johns freak cock up her ass, while a twenty year old kid with a nine incher was up her cunt, wow, Annie came three times with them in her, trying to suck the kids tongue out of his head, she was so overcum by passion, seriously wondered if she could marry both of them,mmmm.

  All things must end,  after an hour or so, Annie was fucked out, a dripping mess of spit, cum, piss, they had showered her in piss in the mens room, as a reward, she guessed, thanks a fuck lot, as she tried to clean herself, giggling at her sorry state. Her asshole was still open, farting away, her cunt was swollen, pained her to walk, her tits felt like they had been used as footballs, her stomach was soured, all the cum she ate, not to mention piss and shit, from her many rim jobs. That was the thing, at first guys were imtimitaded, with John and Sean there, but as the fucking went on, as the drinking went on, guys egging each other on, it tended to get ruder and ruder,  she loved it, loved the wildness. Guys would always try to outguy each other, giving her some nastiness guaranteed to get her the string of orgasms only this degree of pervertedness allowed.

   The little waitress came into the pissed up mens room, and to Annies gratitude, she slowly, gently, cleaned Annies sloppy body, telling her how cool she was, how she could never do that,mmmm, her mouth tasted like smoke, Annie explored her throat, passionatly sucking the responding girls face. Her tits were tiny, her nipples long, sensitive, as Annie played them, she moaned soflty, Annie could smell the cunts odor, she wanted it and Annie directed the bleached blondes head into her dirty, dripping man sauce cunt, and the girl went tongue crazy, lapping like her life depended on it. That she could cum again, amazed the ever ready Anne, but this girl could eat cunt, knew how to please, wanted to please, mmmm, thoughts of another slave filled Annies perv mind, waitress indeed.

  After dressing, and gettng the girls name, Tracy, and number, and a promise of a future date, Annie went and found her guys, slightly bummed at Seans unease to be next to her, he wasnt going to kiss her, she didnt blame him, but she lost a little of her love for him, no denying that, he would always view her as a tramp, oh well, his loss. Giggling, as John fingered her still spasming cunt, the rebel didnt have any qualms about mauling her, of course, he would fuck a pig, a real pig, in fact he had, so he claimed. The drive back was subdued, Annie sleepy, gangbanging took everything out of her, Johnny trying to tease Sean into some degree of talk, he finally coming out of his funk. Annie edgy that he pouted, not liking that side of him, again understanding it, but she didnt like it, he put her in that situation, she didnt ask to be mass fucked, by strangers,  the horrible thought, unprotective strangers, shit, she didnt even care about that shit, fuck it, she hated to see a guy pout, and he had,  as much as she knew he thought differently of her, so she of him, he was a baby, she wanted a man,  knew her next relationship would be with a guy her age, cold she was, hardhearted indeed, but the girl knew what she needed.

  Getting that the tension would be relieved at her hubbys exspence lightened Annies load, holding Seans hand, now he would touch her, whoopy dee doo, but she accepted it, knew she wanted all there anger directed at the fag swinging on the porch, glad when he kissed her, apologised,mmmm, thats all She needed, everyone talking, laughing, plotting hubbys painathon, perfect. The feelings of blood lust racing through her veins, cunt was awakening, sore but alert, hubby was gonna get punked, always cunt pleasing, for sure. The driveway scared her,a city girl, to far away, dark, animals howling, fuck that shit, give her a city block of fun, she was happy, fuck nature, fuck outdoors, unless there was  a heated pool and cabana bar. Sean telling them that a bear had been around lately, at night, looking for food, he joked that maybe hubby was all gone, Annie giggled, got more aroused, but there he was, doing the cramp dance, overworking his burnt toes, sweating, babbling, quite mad, perfect.

   Sean and Johnny roughly untied the fag, and he dropped, his legs cramped hideously. Their boots pursuaded the dummy to his feet, and with the boys literally kicking his ass, he stumbled to the driveway, hobbling his tender feet on the hard, sharp stones. He submissively knelt and the guys filled him with pee, Annie enjoying his look of awe at Johns man meat, feelng a little pride that hubby swallowed it all, not a drop spilt, perfect.  She gave him her piss, first filling a glass, and having him down it, as they cheered him on. He looked queasy, lot a piss chugging around his belly, mused Anne,  the elastic bands semed to appear from no where, his cock was turning bright purple from the bands they wound arround his shorty, there was no piss leaving him for a while, fuck his bladder. Opening her top, shaking her tits got the guys to beat on faggy, they used their fists, John would hold the wimps arms, Sean would nail him, face, ribs, stomach, all over, then they would swap,  faggy was out on his feet, dopey, drooling snot, blood, spit, Annie loved it, loved his battered body, bruises, cuts, welts, scars, the fucker was a mess, mmmmm.

   Undoing his cock, the piss dribbled at first, then it flowed, blood red, yes, Annie felt her cunt liven, her hubby was hurting, she was heating up, they way it should always be. Sean made the bloody fool crawl to the shed in back of the cabin, it was tiny, 3 foot by 5 foot, and 5 foot high, enough for lawn equipment, and a faggy wimp hubby, snickered Annie, as her lover and John hogtied hubby, violently tossed him faced down on the dirt in the shed, they secured the door, and that was that, out of sight out of mind, figured Annie,  she wanted her men, needed more cocking, her hubbys sad state had pushed her higher. The guys took her out in the yard, so hubby could hear his wifes squeals of delight, as they fucked her hard, savagely swapping holes, ass and cunt getting drilled, Annie panting like a rabid dog, cumming in cycles, three or four small ones, a huge one, and then repeat, her body wracked with spasms of joy, sweat flying, skin slapping, noises blending, Anne was there, fuck heaven, that hubby was crying, hogtied, in the dark, in a shed, mere feet away, thrilled her to no end, made it all a bit more intense.

     Sleeping in Seans arms, the taste of Johnnys foot long in her mouth, the Reb sleeping in another room, hubby hogtied, suffering, in the shed, Annie figured this was about as perfect as a girl got it, she got it good, smiling at the way the day went. Loving the feeling of taking on all those guys at the bar, if the nuns could se her now, knowing she was desirable, hot, giving in to her urges for young guys, a couple of the guys tonight were barely legal, this made her so fucking crazy, didnt want to be one of those old ladies, but wouldnt deny the excitement of it, the extra oomph it put into the proceedings. When one of the young guys called her mom, the other guys dug it, Annie perculated a nice wet cum from it,mmmmm. Not sure what to make of Seans behavoir, chalked it up to his age, he didnt get it, couldnt handle a slut, wanted one, but couldnt handle it, giggling that hubby could handle her, he learned quick, her way or pain, and now just pain, drifting off to sleep wondering, again, better off dead or alive, surprised that alive was winning, she really loved all the services hubby provided, had no desire to start cleaning or cooking, fuck that shit.

                                                                                         the end

                                               The Anne Chronicles

                                                                                           Chapter 3 Weekend in the White Mountains  Saturday, gangs all here

                                                                                          by roccodadom44

                                                                                          roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

   Waking with more energy that ever, loving the shit eating grin on her face, Annie knew today was going to be ducky, a great day to socialise with friends, have sex with them,  to all share in the destruction of her hubby, she giggled at the coming storm of pain that he would endure,  he would go on loving her, the toad,  she would go on abusing him, perfect couple. Rubbing Seans hard body, watching him sleep, he looked younger than thirty two, felt that twinge of embarrassment, old enough to be his mother. She knew she was always going to fuck young guys, just felt silly dating them, couldnt picture her and Sean attending family functions, she would miss his hard fucking, boy could get it done, wanted to play with it, let him sleep instead. Using the downstairs shower, hot showers did it for her, feeling so alive, knowing her husband was cruely hogtied on the ground, in a dark, hot shed, mmmm. tried to hold her piss for hubbys face, giggling as she pissed down the tub drain, just like a guy. wishing she could burp. Shaving her legs, feeling her cunt getting alert, nipples getting perky, it still amazed her, she was obsessed with sex, like a teenage boy, giggling that was her longing for young guys, they would get her need for lots of fucking, right. 

    Drying her body, studying it in the full length mirror, the fog hiding her imperfections, knowing she could still attract, lure, entice, she was all woman, knew it, used it. Slipping on her red thong, short jean cutoffs, tight pink tank top, tits bouncing free underneath, daring you to look away, miss their synchronized bounceathon, shame on you. Barefoot, she silently stalked out to the shed, ever so slowly she opened the lock, cracked the steel door, had to look twice, disbelieve flowed into uncontrolled laughter, for hubby was spanking the monkey. Her amusement was mixed with wonderment, how could he find any of this sexually stimulating, it boggled her mind, looking with comtempt on him, laying face down, hogtied, he was grinding his cock into the earth, fucking the ground, all the pussy he would ever get, she giggled. He was looking at the far wall, faint beams of morning sun, poking through the cracks of the beat shed, didnt notice his wife, she quickly, quietly, crawled behind him,  waited till he seemed ready to cum,  then grabbed his swinging balls and went pull crazy on them. The noise was sweet, half screech, half moan, welcome to hell, fucker.

  He must think I am everywhere, giggled Annie as she dragged him out of the shed, cut his ropes, watched the fucker try to beat his cramps away, he was a mess,  the party hadnt started yet, this was high comedy to Anne. Using the cold garden hose, she washed him, scrubbing him with a horse brush, lots of tide, he was gonna shine, making him drink some of the soap, he had bubbles burping out of his puss, Annie was giggling like crazy, as he hopped around, shivering, cramping, farting, burping bubbles, tiny, shrunk cock down to its head, like a sad turtle, she had to piss. He lay on command, she sqatted and he drank it all, looked excited to do it, creeped her out, she loved it, his devotion, but it wigged her good, she knew if she let him taste her clam, he would cum, no touching needed, she loved that power, who wouldnt.

  Sticking the hose up his ass, he groaned nicely, cleaning the fucker out, he hadnt eaten much lately, he wouldnt eat at all the rest of the weekend, just shit, piss, cum, and spit. After he dried himself, she led him to the kitchen, fed him a megadose of vitamins, megadose of viagra, antinausea and anti diareha, antibiotics and anticlottings, fucker was fed for the weekend. Ordered him to make breakfast for three, admonishing him if she caught him stealing food, she would glue his mouth shut, he knew she would, she went and had coffee and a smoke on the porch, drinking in the beauty surrounding her, the greens a little greener, the lakes sparkling blue, dazzling you, the clouds so close you could touch them, she was at peace, her cunt was acting up, but she could wait, she wasnt really a guy, just thought like them, now and then. The only sounds, natural ones, adding to the peacefulness, feeling her mind recharging, thinking clearer, giggling that she made her choice, hubby lived, she wanted the guaranteed income, was afraid of all the money at once from his death, also got that she needed him to allow her to live this life, fucking, partying, never working, no chores,mmm, come on, it wasnt tough, besides she could change her mind, that really got her giggling, so much she didnt see John, till he sat next to her.

   Her laughter was contagious, she loved Johns smile, brilliant, radiant, though she knew, always knew, that he was a sadist, really liked causing pain, some of the stories Sean told her, about John torturing prisoners in Iraq, made her squeamish, yet, wet with excitement, a strange brew, she knew. Glad that he didnt press sex on her, she wanted it to build, was still sore from last night, had taken alot of pork, she felt forty seven, but smiling, didnt look it, that was the thing. Hearing Sean flush, smelling the tantalizing aromas, hearing her rumbling tummy, Annie was all food, lets eat, fuck everything but that, they felt the same, hubby ignored, they ravaged their plates, stacked with eggs, pancakes, bacon, homefires. Loving it when Sean teased the clearly hungry wimp that he would get his share in a little while, Oh god, Annie wanted a mass pooping of her hubby, wanted to see him covered in their shit, that would suit her fine.

  Guys being guys, they could not help busting the coward, letting him smell the food up close, waving it in his face, spitting in his, Oh she dug that, loved to see her men use hubby for a spitoon, that was high on the list. When they started bitch slapping him, he cried, bled, pleaded, they went harder and quicker, his head swiveling back and forth, a punch by Sean,  faggy was down, with orders to clean up the dishes,  clean the upstairs bedrooms,  then wait, on his knees, by the fireplace, Annie giggling that Sean would have her hubby kneel on the bricks surrounding the fireplace, awesome, his knees would bark like fuck,mmmm.

    The guys quick showered, Sean eagerly leading them to the private pond on his property, Annie loving the smells of the forest, the vivid colors, the way the sun poked through the ceiling of pines, just to say hi, the soft needles under her bare feet, watching the guys bodies, clad only in shorts, digging their young, tight, muscular frames, trying to appear nonchalant, wanting them to fuck her right here,on the soft pine floor, fuck the pond. Glad she waited, it was amazing, Sean said it was one hundred and forty feet deep, amazing, cut by a long past ice age or something, deep blue water, she had expected to see a shallow pond, this was a deep cold lakesize pond, giggling, what the fuck was the difference, figuring no one really knew, no one asked, like why a street not a road. The guys talked fish, Annie roaming the shore, feeling the tiny waves soothing her, relishing that a city girl could feel this, she felt it, wanted to feel it, it was all so calm, yet wild, as some fucking animal howled, not to far away. Fuck it, she solved hubbys problem, for now, she would dodge her sudden desire to hug trees, maybe come back here, alone, see what it brings, that would do, realising she was antsy for party time, flashing the guys her tits, they got it,  they headed back to the cabin, to wait their guests, who were scheduled for noon, let the party begin, Annie felt her blood heating, her pulse quickening, glad she walked last, smelt her cunt firing up, that still embarrassed her, giving off her in heat stink, the guys dug it, she knew, she didnt,  it was her cunt.

  As they came out of the woods, all laughing about who got to use hubby first, the excersize working wonders on their constitutions, hubby was gonna get shitted good, Annie loving the ease that they all had amongst each other. He was where Sean had ordered him, setting off a nice tingling in her cunt, his knees bloody from the bricks, Sean got him busy, first they stomped his toes, just to watch him cry, Annie was bubbling with lust, loved this meanness to her hubby, it got her soaking. He was blubbering as he carried tables and chairs outside, setting up an area, around the brick fireplace, on a rise, fifty feet from the house. The humans sipped drinks, chatted, waited, hubby carried the ice, coolers, food, booz, back and forth, getting weaker each trip, Annie waiting for an excuse to beat him. Dummy didnt make her wait long, as he dropped a case of beer, none breaking, but he fucked up,  Sean amd John were on him wailing away, as Annie encouraged them, taunted hubby, screamed at him to fight, he didnt, she didnt expect him to, faggot.

  When he had everything set up, fire going, they had him lie down away from the house,  as he lay there, submissively, first Sean, John, then Annie shit into his mouth, lots on his face,chest, a fucking mess, Sean having them all piss into a gallon jar, so loser could drink it later. He puked shit, ate shit, puked shit, ate shit, until most of it was down his stomach, he looked ill, real ill, Annie smiling at his pain, he laying there, waiting for more abuse, he got it, Sean making him slug the three piss loads, not to much, but with the shit, way lots,  he spewed like an angry volcano, the others cackling, Annie loving his agony, he now was reduced to dry heaves, non stop, his body wracked, Annie delivering the icing, kick to the balls, he sat up, puked, looked around, crashed onto his back, thats that. Annie ordered him to clean himself,  wait behind the house for his introduction, she sensed his fear of the upcoming party, she pretended to soothe him, ended up terrorizing him with tales of atrocities awaiting him, all of them true, he knew that, she dug that.

   Laughing at Gina and Liz together, Annie was the friend to both, they didnt care for each other, but, agreed to drive together, Sean not wanting cars all over his place, or something, She could feel the tension escape as they got out of the car, stifling her desire to giggle, holding Seans hand, She figured she would annoy Liz, hugging Gina first,  only shaking Lizs hand, no reason, just felt like busting her friends cunt. She did know she prefered Gina, a happy go lucky, if a bit flaky, nurse, easily led, but still spunky and fresh. Liz tended to be pushy, demanding, a drama queen, high matainance, would give you the shirt off her back, but remind you years later she did, at times that got under Annes skin, thats all. Loving that the girls were all over Johnny, not shy at all, him protesting that he wasnt a freak show, Annie cracking, he was the king of the freaks, in all the right ways. Their looks of awe, she loved that, it was huge, at least nine inches soft, three around, balls huge with seed, potent, manmeat. Annie wasnt one to fight the crowd, suggesting they go inside, where Liz and Gina traded Sean and John, Annie getting their tongues, her pussy had enough cock for now, thank you very much.

      As she lay back watched the sexing before her, she got that Liz and Gina were competing, not in a friendly, devil may care way, there was animosity, real shit, too bad, didnt want to choose, hoped her hubby distracted them from their hate fest, she wouldnt allow any cattiness to dull the party. Glad when they were all sated, all showered, for now,  as they all sipped cocktails, waiting Seans friends, the girls wanted at hubby, their hate for him old and deep. Teasing them, making them wait, enjoying their want, her have, haha, whos catty now, everyone had a place, Annie knew she was the sun, Liz and Gina revolved around her, that was clear. It wasnt long, the guys called, lost, wouldnt ask directions, guys are so lame, Annie knew this, fortunatly they were lost close, would be here in minutes, everyone getting giddy, party time. The girls prettying themselves, the guys popping beers, still taking in the magnitude of Annie, LIz and Gina, together, slutted up, there was a lot of possibilities there.

   Lots of meat, that was Annies reaction at the four young guys, midtwenties to early thirties,mmmm, fit, confident, ready to fuck, ready to abuse hubby, she was dizzy with lust. Everyone talking, hugs, kisses, guys groping the girls, Annie giving her tits to Bill, the cop, he telling her she could taser the loser first, that was what Annie was waiting for, real pain, real abuse, here it comes hubby. Sean bringing the clown out front, everyone hooting and hollering, Bill comically jumping into Johns arms, acting all scared of the ugly, naked freak, standing before them, his body a series of cuts and bruises, his little willy, standing up, all three inches, eyes wide with fear, Annie giggling at all the viagra she fed him, four hour erection, my ass. Loving that Sean was taking charge, making hubby go around and beg everyone to hurt him, they all spit on him, taunted him, punches, kicks, he was overloaded, Annie dug it, all of them screaming at him, circling him, threatening him,mmmm, so savage.

    Annie just let the others create, let them get after hubby, she was taking it all in, loving the way everyone let loose, no one felt bad for the toad, she giggled, she was right there, sexually charged, when Sean taped the funnel to the losers mouth, Annie knew it was going to be nasty. Nine piss loads they fed him, Annie loving all the fat cocks, eyeing Ginas sweet red haired cunt,  Lizs fat black bushed, big lipped twat. She swore his belly was enlarged, like he was preggers, jesus, all that piss, he looked ill, looked terrified, good, Annie loved it, knew it would get better. They guys got creative, hanging hubby by his wrists, they whipped him with green switches, literally beating the piss out of him, that it was blood tinged, got everyone hot, maybe not hubby, who cares. Liz and Gina worked his balls, each with a nut, they squeezed, twisted, punched him into near lunacy, he was still weeing blood, puking nastiness, bawling, begging incoherantly, the guys whipping him hard enough that he was swinging, beautiful.

   It was only mid afternoon, but everyone was ready to fuck, leaving the bloodied, broken, babbling buffoon swinging from his wrists,the orgy commencing in the large living room, the girls giving the guys a strip show, Annie getting into the spirit, the hard music, the guys rude language, Gina and Lizs sexy bodies being exposed, but she was getting hot most over the inability of Gina and Liz to coexist, it was pissing her off, egging her on. If they didnt let up, Annie wold force them to fight, for real, loser would be used by everyone else, that would end that shit, right quick, she figured, she also knew hubby couldnt take much more shit right now, he earned a breather, that he was enjoying it, swinging from his ruined shoulders, oh well, she could only be so magnamious with the clod, chuckling, she knew she was only protecting her meal ticket and servant. She sensed the guys all focusing on her, she still had it, she was it. While the other girls were hot, Annie knew she was the whole package, not vain, honest. She wasnt perfect, but she was prime fuck meat, oozed sexiness, big tits, big ass, sweet face, perfect personality, she was what guys wanted, that was a very nice place to be.

   When they were down to nothing, but heels, the girls let the guys grope at will, two guys to a girl, perfect, they were squealing with delight, the guys going finger crazy on the cunts, slap and tug wild on the tits and asses, the sounds all mixing together, Annie using it to further her along, having a small cum, when Steve, a fucking twenty two year old, got three fingers up her cunt, rotating them perfect, watching Gina have a loud cum, watching Sean and John, work Lizs D tits hard, Annie having told them that Liz could cum from tit abuse, something Liz was embarrassed by, oh well, Annie was loving her friends inability to stop cumming as the guys used her tits as pull toys, there was cunt juice running down Lizs thighs,  well, the guys got the message.

   Wow, Annie was in a great place, two twenty something studs, double stuffing her, her body rubbing their hard, sweaty bodies, their hands mauling her, their cocks battling inside her, feeling every twitch of their fat joy sticks, rubbing her inner walls so fucking fully, she was gettting properly fucked, this she wanted always, this feeling of otherworldliness, just soaring through the universe, everything ducky, perfect. Her fourth cum, joining with their mutual orgasms, feeling their sperm shooting in her, their last hard thrusts, sending her sky high, blinded with pleasure, cunt spasming deeply, ass ring twitching greedily. Feelings of abandoment at their cocks softening, plopping out of her holes, the loud breathing, screams from the others, distracting the temporarily sated Anne, craving a smoke, she first forced all the cream out of her ass and cunt into a large clear glass bowl, figuring hubby needed some protein, giggling that she always looked after him, she was a perfect wife, right.

  Amazing her that Gina, who was five foot two and maybe weighed a hundred pounds could take Bill who was six foot plus, and at least two hundred, and Mark who was the same, but the red headed slut was outdoing the guys, having them rotate cunt to ass to mouth, and Annie watched with hunger as the guys fed Gina two huge loads, but she loved Gina for spitting it all into the bowl, more for wimpy. Meanwhile John had his freak cock up Lizs fat ass, Sean face fucking her, while trying to rip her nipples off, Annie loving the contrast of Lizs light brown skin, her friend was half black, but could pass as italian, aainst the guys whiteness, she was also getting into the way her guys were not just sexing Liz, Bill and Mark were fucking Gina hard, but clean, while Sean and John were trying to hurt Liz, and Annie saw tears in her friends eyes, this aroused her, confused her, but she knew she would run with it, if Lizs fate was to be trashed, she would be.

  Whne they finally came, Sean balls deep down her throat, they pulled out, and Liz was yelling about their hurting her, really overreacting Annie thought, she didnt mind a good working over, now and again, jesus, Liz was fucking annoying, she kept it up, till Gina called her princess, that was that. Liz calling Gina white trash, Gina calling Liz a half breed, progressing from there, the guys chanting cat fight, Annie just riding it, considering the angles, knowing she wanted to set the rules, had a plan, not wanting the undersized Gina to lose, sorry to Liz, but Annie had it with the drama, the whining, the constant finger pointing from Liz. As the two girls circled each other, Annie giggling that they both were dripping man juice, here and there, she stepped in, laid down the law, the guys dug it, the girls wanted it.

   Using her superior judgement, she annouced that later tonight the girls would fight, one on one, no rules, except one, the fight ended when one agreed to be the slave of the other, that was that. She snickered that it would give the guys a chance to get drunker and nastier,  the girls could ponder their fates, sure that Liz would be overconfident, being five inches taller and forty five pounds heavier than Gina, content that Gina would be scared of those odds, but she knew Gina would win, Gina was a fighter, a street kid, who put herself through nursing school, while Liz was a product of upper middle class parents, spoiled, pampered, never had to fight, always was the bully, well, we shall see, Annie knew simply by letting a little time pass, Liz would be relaxed, but the ever sure she was being slighted Gina, would only get more focused on revenge, mmmm.

  First she needed to give hubby a little attention, before retiring him for the night, he really was used up, a bloody mess, oh well, got what he deserved, of that Annie was sure. The girls fed him the container of sperm, then they filled him with more piss, while trying to see who could stetch his swollen balls further from his body, the guys wincing at the ball abuse, egging the girls on. Funny about guys, now that they had all cum, they wanted to go fishing, fuck the cunts, Annie giggling at their predictability. She made them put hubby away, loving their creativity, their brutality. First Bill surprised Annie with the stun gun, she honestly felt her cunt lips swell. Just looking into hubbys terrified eyes, as she faced him, gun pointed at his balls, delighted her, she had to get one of these, would work a deal with Bill, her ass for her own stun gun,mmmm. Bill telling her to shoot true, the dart was true, meaning it would land where she sighted,  his swollen black and blue testicles couldnt be missed, they werent. He howled like an animal, legs flew aside, he crashed to the stone driveway with a soild thud, his crotch grinding in pain, he comically, looked like he was dry humping, his balls hugely swollen, the dart sticking into them, yanked out, violently, by Bill, he adding a fist right into them, exploding the stooge into a fit of pain, he lost control of everything, pissed blood, shitted stinky diareah, barfed blood and sperm, sprawled out on the stone, dead to the world, breathing labored, he was done.

  The guys stuffed him into a fifty gallon drum, everyone pissing on him, spitting, Liz having the guys hoist her over the drum so she could piss him good, Annie wondering how far she could stretch Lizs already oversized cunt lips, giggling that she was hell bent on abusing her, not sure why, but sure it would be fun. The guys put the covered drum out in the sun, running a one inch clear tube out the top and across to the porch, allowing everyone to piss him all night long,  Sean saying he would be basted in piss, always smell pissy,mmm, She dug that, maybe. Assured there were plenty of airholes, she cared, see, they left him to his broken mind, the guys gone fishing, the girls gone shopping, Annie keeping the future fighters apart, not hard, both of them vying for Queen Annes attention, she loved it, was getting real comfortable with taking the uppity Liz down a few pegs, or maybe crushing her completely.

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                            The Anne Chronicles

                                                                    Chapter 4 Weekend in the White Mountains  Catfight

                                                                     by roccodadom44

                                                                     roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

        Shopping, a passion, a religious experience, ruined, completely ruined,  Annie wasnt surprised, that Lizs whining did it. She was relentless, on and on, Annie looking at her as a stranger, detatching herself, emotionally, from her, giggling at her ability to tone out the whiner.Gina went off on her own, Annie loving that she was strong enough to not need Annies undivided attention, like Liz. Whenever Liz brought up the black thing, Annie felt like smashing her face, really punching her, just to see the reaction, she bet the big cunt would crumble, she was counting on it. Liz whining that Anne favored Gina because she was white did it, Annie knew that she would even cheat to make sure Liz got hers, her resentment was broiling, looking at her former best friends barely contained tits, Annie only thought of the pain she could inflict on them, mmmm.

    Being in control allowed Annie to mask her growing hate, she got into the acting, treating Liz great, dropping little verbal taunts at Gina, giggling, while Liz pissed in the rest room, She  filled Gina in on the acting job, Gina agreed she would pretend to be petrified of Liz, until the overconfident cunt opened up, then Gina had to hurt her good, they agreed this was a chancey thing,Gina was at an extreme size disadvantage. Funny thing, thought Annie, Gina had, honestly tried to make nice with Liz on the ride back, Liz went off on a twenty minute bullying session,calling GIna every name in the book,including coward, Annie getting wet as she studied Ginas eyes, deep fiery wells of rage. Oh, well, figured Anne, the dumb cunt had her chance to drop it, instead she fanned the flames, fuck her.

  The guys were frying the fish they had caught, nice to have real men around, Annie loving their youth, their wildness, all of them shirtless,mmmm, she dug the muscles, the sweat, the bulges in their jeans, all men, all cock. Right away Gina and Liz trying to outdo the other for the guys attention, the guys wanting a catfight, Anne knew the guys wouldnt let it go, something about chicks fighting, guys couldnt resist, giggling, as long as it wasnt her, she was sold, let the shit happen, someone was going to get punked. Before she could even get things going, Liz pushed Gina out of her way, hard, unprovoked, wow, Annie was disappointed in her friend, she got that Liz was a bitch, but she was really pushing it, like she had no fear of Gina, big mistake, Annie could see it coming. Surprised Liz couldnt see the look of barely contained rage in GInas eyes, how her body was coiled like a snake, while Liz had her hands down, mouth flapping.

  Telling the guys to keep them seperated, the guys using this as an excuse to grope the cunts at will, nice, Annie got everyones attention, laid out the simple rules, John asking what everyones slave entailed, She giggled, wanting it nasty, that there was no safe words, loser would be at everyones mercy. She saw Lizs look of doubt, matching it with Ginas look of lust, then scanning the guys, all of them wanting blood, wanting to abuse the loser, wow, Annie almost felt bad for the loser, not. That the girls were fighting in slut wear, Gina a button down denim mini dress, thigh highs, heels, Liz silk blouse, black satin mini, hose and heel, both girls tits and cunts already bare, Lizs tits bouncing obscenely, to the guys delight. John acting as Lizs trainer, Sean as Ginas, Bill the ref, deciding three minute rounds, one minute rest, fight till one surrenders.

  It all felt so Neroish, Annie sprawled on a wooded bench, two twenty year olds groping her savagely, while everyone watched two cunts fight, not to the death, or maybe, sighed Annie, wondering if they got carried away,mmmm, she was just thinking, as she rode a rough fingering of her cunt to a decent cum, sort of a warm up for the wildness to come. Briefly she wondered about stinky, her hubby, stuffed in the drum, not twenty feet away, he could hear,probably hard over the cat fight to happen, decided to piss into the funnel, the piss flowing down the tube, across the yard, soaking hubby, in his drum,mmmm. Loved that the guys were betting, she abstaining, split about in half, though she suspected, everyone would be happy to get at the arogant Liz, she had acted so unsociable, Annie was still pissed, silently willed Gina to win, stared into her eyes, saw the fire, Gina giving her a slight wink, mmm, Annie hot for her, weird, wanting to eat her cunt, wow, debating wether to openly root for her, naw, just in case Liz won,giggling, Annie knew she would have no problem abusing Gina, fairs fair.

  Well they spent to much time circling each other, yapping, Liz yapped, Gina fumed, but to her credit waited, waited for the big mouth to mess up. Annie dug that one of the guys put the log under Lizs feet, she didnt know, never knew, that everyone had enough, her shrill, whiney, Im better than you prattle, finally, everyone wanted her fucked up, the guys were openly rooting for Gina, even those who bet Liz, Annie giggling at that turn of events. Well, as Liz was stalking Gina, she tripped over the log,  before she hit ground, Gina, like a fucking cat, swooped in and landed a nasty fist to Lizs open face. The guys cheered, Gina stood over Liz, waiting like a hungry predator, Liz moaned, cursed, threatened, struggled up. She was bleeding, crying, awesome, Annie dug it, but the cunt went on babbling, calling Gina a white ho, on and on, the guys griping abput the round ending. Annie was satisfied with it, Liz was bleeding, hurt, not so sure, Gina was still as if in a trance, focused on destroying the cunt across from her, Annie loving that she was so wet, so on fire, wanted this to get real, knew it had to, the guys were swilling brew, they were a pack, needing to push the violence, no stopping that train.

   Had to give Liz credit, she attacked Gina, went on the offensive, paid a price, nasty price. Liz was uncorordianted, as soon as she got close to Gina, the flexible pixie, would get under her opponents long arms, deliver a series of brutal body blows, causing Liz to start to drop her hands, she was reduced to a hippo, fighting off a lion, mostly covering up, moving away from the nonstop punch machine, Gina driving her bony fists into Lizs tits, arms, stomach, ribs, bruising her, but more, killing her will to fight, Liz was close, the guys yelling about her impending fate driving her to land a savage kick to Ginas stomach, stopping the cunt in her tracks, Liz scoring a couple of good head kicks, before the bell sounded, Gina getting up, woozy,  bloody, Annie dug it all, the guys sweaty bodies, their vulgar catcalls, the obvious sexual tension in the air, the brutality of the fight, this was not fucking around, these girls were gonna hurt each other, wondered how long it could go, both of them bloody, though Liz was hurting more, as Annie studied her former friends eyes, giggling that she thought of her as a former friend, she saw fear, Liz was catching on,the room had turned on her, she was starting to hear the banter, it was onesided, alot of threats of Lizs tits getting hurt, guys and tits, go figure.

  This time Liz got her hands on Gina,  Annie figure game up, but Gina nicely yanked Lizs mini off, this got the desired effect. Liz used her hands to grab her mini, god knows why, she had gotten ganbanged by these guys, go figure, while her hands were down, pow, Gina landed a fist to Lizs mouth, Annie heard the teeth break, felt her cunt spasm. Uncorodinated Liz went face first into the stone driveway,still holding her mini, ass and cunt on display, though. Before Liz recovered, Gina had her skirt off, flinging it to the guys, They waving it like a trophy, then driving her three inch heel into Lizs shitter, that it landed dead on, got the guys hooting, Liz screaming, Gina using her heel as a dildo, jamming it up her adversaries ass, Liz crawling away, Gina hopping behind her, one foot up Lizs fat ass, the guys filming, everyone laughing, Annie was there, wanting to see it happen, Liz was going to get broken,mmmm.

  Quick Gina went the kick root, landing hard shots to Lizs easy to access ribs, a nice one to her swinging melons, but the kick to the cunt, from behind, did it. Liz howled, got to her feet, danced around, comically holding her ass and cunt, everyone cackling, taunting, Annie digging the look of despair, hopelessness, then Liz seeing her, coming to her, begging Annie to intervine, well, the chickens came home to roost, whatever the fuck that means. Annie made Liz get on her knees, she did, crying, babbling, the slap startled everyone, like thunder on a clear day. Annie, giggling at Lizs look of shock, the blood flying from her ruined face, her handprint still there, god that felt good, telling her former friend, stressing that bit, that she had two choices, become everyones slave, or fight, thats was it, no pity, she had asked for it. That she whined was expected, but when she grabbed Annes arm, turning her, telling her she was a bitch, well, Annie saw red, knew she was moving, felt the satisfying feel of her fists on skin, her knees on face, the crunch of Lizs nose breakng from her shoe to the face, the others roaring their approval, Ginas look of lust, Annie was consumed, stopped only by Sean and Johns strong arms. They were right, Liz needed to put up or shut up, needed to fight or submit.

  They got her up, she was naked, bloodied, her nose broken, eyes swollen shut, hideous, teeth missing, of course the guys werre givng her the all out groping she deserved, cunt was cunt, Annie ordering Liz to decide, making sure she knew what slave meant, telling her she was going to brand Ginas name into Lizs forehead, Liz sobbing, pleading why, well, Annie, was a fair girl, decided Liz needed the truth. It took awhile to list all Lizs bad qualities, all her nastiness to others, her odious treatment of even Annie,that this was payback and that it would be brutal, of course, Liz could beat Gina and change it all, her choice. Fuck ya, everyone cheered her desire to fight, the guys wanting more violence, Annie and Gina wanting Liz crushed. Annie stood in Ginas corner, now openly rooting for her, loudly taunting Liz, calling her coon, other names, seeing the hurt, loving it, knowing it was all making Liz vulnerable, Gina was gonna get her some coon, giggling, at the way things worked, that hubby, listening, she was sure, was happy he was stuffed in a piss drum, at least he had his teeth, for now.

    Well things didnt go well for Liz, she was half blinded by the black eyes, her ribs were on fire, her asshole bleeding, Gina was fresh, confident, brutal, circling her prey, punch here, kick there, then take down. Gina go Liz by her hair, dragged her around, Lizs knockers giving everyone a practical demonstration of physics, then Gina got the upper cuts going,one hand grasping her hair, like a machine, her fist drilling into Lizs battered mug, blood dripping, snot flying, teeth dropping, till the cow went down, thud, out cold, Gina kicking her just the same. Annie got Gina down, told her to save it for when piggy comes to, Gina hugging her, frenching her, Annie digging the taste of blood in her girls mouth, the guys hooting for more lez shit, whatever, they flipping them dual birds. Annie loved how much she was getting into Gina, her violence made her so fucking hot, when the guys roughly turned sleeping beauty over, wow, it was a masterpiece. Lizs face was destroyed, not beaten up, destroyed, her nose was comically crooked, her eyes horrible blood shot slits, surrounded by angry swollen bruises, her mouth distorted, teeth missing, cracked, tongue bloodied, she wasnt talking so much now, laughed Annie, knowing it was only the beginning, Liz was going to get done up right.

   The guys giving her a group golden shower got her around, her squeals, pathetic attempts to get up, causing everyone to taunt her. Annie got close to the swollen eyes, seeing the fear, the reconization of Anne, the beg, Annes quick whispered fuck you, bringing the look of defeat, that was what Annie was looking for. She dragged Liz to her feet, ordered the fight on, or Liz was to beg to be a slave to all. That she stood there sobbing, covering her face, how sad, Gina dropping her with a head shot, cheering everyone up, Annie barely containing her desire to beat Liz some more. The pig got up again, babbling, no one understood the sounds coming from the swollen, ruined hole in her ugly face, no one cared. Gina was taking her time, making her shots count, teasing her victim, once getting in close and savagely yanking a handful of LIzs cunt fur, throwng it to the guys, earning their devotion, thats playing to the crowd. Of course, the dimwit dropped her hands to cover her cunt, Gina landed a bomb, blood splattered, Liz stumbled till she landed at the foot of the drum Annies hubby was basting in. Everyone found this humorous, maybe not Liz, fuck her, Gina standing over her, driving her sharp spiked heel into Lizs oversized tits, demanding she beg to be a slave to all, the guys teasing her, she was almost there, one last gasp of fight, she weakly grabbed Ginas arm, of course she needed both of hers to hold it, leaving Ginas right hand free, she used it, three quick brutal face shots, Liz was on her knees begging to be a slave, everyone cheering, Annie loving the way it had played out, like it was meant to be.

  Everyone needed a break, cigs smoked, much talking, laughing, Liz laid on the ground, trembling, gasping, sobbing, twitching, beat, Gina looking so hot, bloodied, but victorious, sexy, alive, Annie not missing the depth of her feelings for her, knowing she wanted her, more than a friend, right now, needing this break, slow it down. The guys helped Liz clean up, iced her face, gave her booze, lots of it, fuck her, Annie opening the drum, hubby stunk, the guys had put him in face first, nice touch, and his eyes were in a piss puddle, sweet. Never missing a chance to hurt the fucker, Annie put her cig out on his exposed balls, getting the desired scream. Deciding she didnt want him stinking of piss always, she tipped the drum over, and got him hosed down, untied, and on his feet. Well, his face looked better than Lizs, but his body was fucked, he was beaten good, she got him into the shed giving him a water bowl, some dropped on the ground egg salad, let him kiss her dirty feet, a big treat for him, told him he was gonna make it after all, loved his look of gratitude, see, he appreciated her, not like that uncouth uppity nig, there she almost said it, giggling at her hate for Liz, how deep it was, no going back, this was gonna be a massacre. Coming back to the others, the guys all fawning over Gina, stroking her ego and cunt, Annie figuring she earned that shit, content to watch it, watch Liz try to get up, her face more hideous, the swelling stopping, the colors angrier, blood still flowing, looking so exposed,mmmm, her big, bouncy body, built to be abused, just waiting for the pain, wouldnt they have fun with her.

                                               

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                                                                             The Anne Chronicles

                                                                             Chapter 5  Lizs' Ordeal

                                                                             by roccodadom44

                                                                             roccodadom6969@yahoo.com

            Annie loving that she was running shit, deciding how to proceed, hoping Liz understood who was dealing her this shit, glad to have Gina at her side, smelling the in heat cunt smell, Gina was on fire, shyly asking Annie if she could ride Lizs battered face. How could she say no, Gina looking so small, innocent, everyone, now, knowing she was a beast,mmmm, Annie was hot for that. The guys loving Ginas ride on the struggling Lizs kisser, Gina rubbing her snatch everywhere,  the cuts and bruises gave her added pleasure, the guys holding Lizs limbs, taking turns pulling out her cunt hairs, Annie telling them to stretch her lips, god, she loved that it was here, no more pretending, now, Liz was going to get it. Bill had a cunt lip, John the other, and they yanked till her lips were at least four inches, everyone howling at the sight. Meanwhile Sean and the other guys worked her tits, getting her nipples stretched nicely, pinching her fat funbags, causing bruisings all over. Gina was now wiping her ass all over Lizs face, telling her that she was going to be her toilet, Annie dug that, wanted in on that, the picture of her sitting on the nigs face, shitting down her ugly throat, got her snatch dripping, she needed relieve, as if Gina knew, she invited Anne to ride the losers face. It was wild, staring into Lizs dull eyes, laughing at her fate, mocking her, talking like a ghetto nig, asking her if she wanted more of Gina, getting off on the feel of the swollen, lumpy wet flesh rubbing her cunt, her clit tingling, squirting her cunt juice all over her former friends face, a most satisfying cum, indeed.

  The guys wanted their pound of flesh, as Annie and Gina smoked, played with each others runny cunts, the fellas got after Liz. Annie hated to admit it but the loser had an incredible body, huge, heavy tits, fat soft ass, long legs, perfect light brown skin, oh well, she would look quite different when the weekend was over, chuckled Anne, as Gina began to eat her cunt, Anne wondering if it was all to perfect, expert tongue work on her clit from her new bff, watching the arogant halfbreed get used up, taking in the hard young, big cocked, sweaty guy bodies. The guys were going the airtight route, keeping cocks in all her holes, six cocks ramming her, hurting her, gagging her, she was soon puking, dripping sperm, gasping for air, her tits rising and falling, it was all so intense. That John got all thirteen inches of his freak cock up Lizs ass, got everyone happy, Annie and Gina in her broken face, spitting, taunting her, as John got nasty, pummelling her ass with his weapon, everyone seeing the mixture of shit and blood covering his dick,mmmm. When he demanded Liz clean it off after he slimed her shithole, she refused, Annie had to love that, John was angry, real angry, Liz was gonna get hurt,  Annie and Gina holding hands, as excited as school girls.

   Well, they called John the king of pain for a reason. He directed everyone, he was creating a work of art. His bag of tricks was like a never ending goody grab bag, the barbed wire, awesome, Annie expecting him to whip the traumatised Liz with it. Whenever John, with the guys help, wrapped Lizs tits with the wire, causing them to bleed, start to redden, Annie was hot, but when they hung her by the tits, her hands cuffed behind her, Annie came, a small little cum, but it was intense, watching Liz sceam, her tits turning angry shades of red, blue,and black, a pain rainbow, blood running down her body in crisscrossing rivers, her tits stretched cartoonish. The guys started to whip her with switches, drawing blood, striping her swinging body nicely, John allowing Gina to use the taser gun on her beaten rival.Standing not feet away, having the guys tie Lizs feet wide apart, her body taut, off the ground, her tits stretched comically far, the half inch wire thorns fully embedded in her tit meat,each producing a nice little stream of blood, Gina scored a direct hit to her upper cunt, the prongs sticking into the losers abused cunt lips, sending her body on a spasm fest, further destroying her jugs, Annie was amazed her body could stretch like that, knew Liz was permamently fucked up, also knew she couldnt stop this blood letting, figured it was what happened when someone so obnoxious as Liz was at others mercy, evryone would feel free to give her payback. Annie was cool when the guys took the cunt down, roughly ripping the barbs from her disfigured tits, Annie giggling that Liz wouldnt be showing her puppies off anytime soon, they were still black and blue, cuts everwhere, blood flowing, ugly distorted mounds of fat,haha.

   Well, the ladies showed the guys what mean was all about, expertly tying Liz, face up, on the wooden picnic table, legs up, spread, tied off on nearby tree trunks, arms tied over head to the tables legs. At their mercy, the girls decided rubbing salt in her wounds was nicely ironic, Liz screeched till she went hoarse, cool, her body spasming with pain, she let a stream of piss fly, Gina deftly catching it in a nearby vase, forcing it back down the ugly cunts throat,very nice. Annie loved the feel of the coarse salt grinding Lizs brutalised tits, she giggled at how proud her former bff was of them. Annie conceded Lizs tits had been spectacular, perfectly formed cones of meat, topped with plump, dark nips, now they were hideous, permamently disfigured, those barb tears would never go away, her tits wre ruined, her face was ruined, Annie knew her cunt needed work, lots of stretching, maybe some pain deep in her, really get across to dummy how much she hated her, no playing, Annie had made up her mnd, Liz needed to be destroyed.

   While the guys gang throatfucked her, further tomenting her tits, burning them with cigarettes, Annie and Gina stuffed everything but the kitchen sink up the ever widening cunt. Annie love using the wooden bat, getting at least eighteen inches up Lizs cunt, taunting her, teasing her that she was gonna push the bat out her mouth, Gina jamming a wine bottle up her shit chute, sending Liz into a beautiful melody of sad noises, as her voice was gone, she made pitiful grunts and coughs, an occasional oink getting everyone laughing, she was indeed a pig. The girls competing to see who could get more of their weapon up the slut, Gina making the wine bottle disappear up Lizs rectum, telling everyone, cheerfully, now you see it, now you dont. Well, Anne could be as competive as the next cunt, with a savage thrust the bat rammed into Lizs cervix, it stopped there, but the pain was intense, Liz managed to rip one of the wooden legs off the table, that was impressive. The girls removed the unique dildos, everyone cackling at Lizs wide open ass and cunt, letting everyone see inside her, how humiliating, how sweet. The girls grabbing handfuls of salt, fisting Liz,ass and cunt, rotating their fists, grinding salt into her tender innards, her thrashing about was amazing, then she crashed, out like a light, everyone just staring at the hideous pile of beaten flesh, breathing deeply, but off in lala land, dirty slag.

  Annie cataloguing the damage done to Liz was amazed, excited, a bit concerned, how the fuck was Liz gonna go back to her job tuesday,she was a manager of a small warehouse. Annie was sure her underlings hated her, Liz telling her stories of the nasty way she treated them, all guys, all young,mmmm, maybe feed her to the guys, that sounded like fun, but,she knew she was avoiding the real bad way Liz was in, she needed medical help, or they needed to get rid of her, giggling, knowing she shouldnt be, but it was funny, it was a real possibility that they would have to off Liz. Her tits were bleeeding nasty, her cunt and ass leaked blood, piss, shit, she had no control, her face was a carnival of defects, Annie not seeing how they would heal. Being the queen bee, she called a conference,everyone, but the still tied to the wobbly, one broken leg table, snoring Liz, they all walked down the driveway, out of earshot of sleeping ugly, Annie getting it out in the open, hubby and Liz, both were in bad shape, she wanted hubby alive, no more hard abuse, just toiletry, humiliation, Liz different story, let the other decide her fate.

  Well, the guys, all a little drunk, wanted violence, Gina becoming the voice of reason, opining that Liz would suffer more if they kept her around, they could film all her humiliations, set up a web site, send copies to her family, allow her workers to use her, Annie ws digging the picture Gina painted, turn Liz into a fulltime slave,mmmmm, that would be nice. She made the choice, everyone accepting her word, she didnt miss the thrill of having that power, Liz would be turned into a piece of meat, anyone could use her, but first she had John and Gina, nurses, treat Liz, stop the blood, stave off infections, suture her open wounds, the nurses enjoying sticking their needles through the slaves burning skin, repeatedly. She was awake, wide eyed, in shock John stated, Annie loved her look of fear, Liz looked demented, Annie figuring it was for the best, this pig was going to suffer some serious shit coming soon, ever since Gina put the idea out there, Anne had been swamped with images of Liz getting punked, lots of gangbangs, with homeless guys, with young boys, with animals, jesus, She was gonna have a blast at her exspence. The image of Liz, working beside hubby, dressed in matching  french maid outfits, serving Anne, that had legs. Being late, everyone started off to bed, leaving the snoring cunt tied to the picnic table, hubby stored in the shed, Annie sleeping with Sean, the others playing with Gina, she enjoying all their attention, a great day, everyone agreed.

  Waking, feelings of euphoria washing over her, Anne knew exactly what caused that, Lizs downfall. That her exfriend was so brutalised, that she would get more today, lots more, had Annie dripping, again, not wanting to wake Sean, she snuck to the shower. Wondering how far they would go today, remembering to check on hubby, didnt want him lonely,haha, hurrying through her morning business, eager to see Liz, taunt her, let her know it was all real, the hate, the violence. Watching her, still tied to the table, legs painfully stretched spread eagle, arms tautly behind her head, her destroyed tits sticking out like beacons, her cunt and ass still gaping open,mmmmmm, Annie played lightly with her cunt lips, just getting started, it was such an erotic sight, knowing she helped cause this destruction gave her such waves of bliss, still had minor tugs of morality, but she was hooked, worse than the worst crackhead, Annie knew her jones was sadism, she wanted more, lots more. It confused her, that she didnt want to destroy hubby anymore, just torment and use him, understood how much he took, compared to Lizs whining, hubby was aces, she still hated him, truely hated him, but she also took pride in his ability to follow her commands, it mattered to her, she expected her slave, possibly slaves, soon, thoughts of the skanky barmaid, Tracy, brightening her mind,mmm, to do what she said, quickly, expertly, and perfectly, why else have a slave. She also understood and ignorant blowhard like Liz would never be able to adjust, giggling, knowing Liz had to go, figuring it would work itself out.

   Her morning smoke, coffee, watching the sunrise, using the glowing cig tip to make Liz sing, going after her tits, burning the nipples till they swelled nicely, listening to the clowns sorry attempts to communicate, her voice wrecked, watching her huge, now ugly, tits rise and fall with her labored breath,.hearing the farts coming from LIzs ruined shitter, the thoughts of a diaperd Liz giving Anne a case of the giggles, sitting on Lizs face, pissing, rubbing off to a small cum, tossing her still hot coffee in the pigs startled face, way to start the day. Leaving Liz to suffer, noticing the hard lumps of muscles in her cramped legs, still obscenly tied off to tree trunks, laughing at her pain, she went to check on her ever loving hubby.

  He was awake, smelled horrible,piggy,she ordered him out of the shed, his eyes squinting to the light, his body still awesomely battered, his lunatic smile at her telling him he would get her piss, pervert. Looking into his eyes, between her legs as she pissed his throat, she loved the puppy dog look of devotion, hucked a chunky spit into those stupid eyes, fuck him, again,real hate, but a need to have him around. Making him crawl to the porch, up the hardwood stairs to the porch, his knees bleeding, hubby was getting his pain on. The look on his face, the sound of shock he emitted, as she had him stand and look at the savaged body of Liz, still stretched out on the table, cunt and ass still parted, shit and blood everywhere down there, yuck.

  She considered it a teaching moment, as she stood behind her hubby, his hands on his head, eyes on Liz, Anne whipped him bloody with the torn fanbelt, soothingly counselling her husband that he could look like that if he didnt tow the line, his willingness to beg, to agree to everything, knowing she would fucking right hold him to those promises, was amusing, that he agreed to give up one of his balls, long a plan of hers, after all he had two. She would have a party, invite lots of people to winess her removal of one of hubbys nuggets, that got her juicy, that and turning his back into a wall of bloody welts, so much for being easy on the bastard, she relented, let him grovel at her feet, she even got a cold cloth and wiped his back, digging the open cuts all over, hugging her hubby, telling him to fuck Liz, his shock, her writhing to life, awesome she was aware hubby was getting on board, Annie turning on her camera, needing to get film of this indignity, loving that her mind just flowed,she got an idea, ran with it, watching hubby rut the bound Liz ws high comedy, how fitting that he came after ten strokes, the thought that counts, teasing Liz that she was gonna upload this  video, loving the look of pain in the beaten cunts eyes, so close to done, yet so fun to have around.

  Ordering hubby to start breakfast, loving the serenity, the nearness of Lizs pain, realising, again, how much she had grown to hate Liz, her never ending self involved drama, no more, she wanted to see this through, either way Liz was done as a human, that nagging image of the pig being mounted by a pack of dogs, mmmm, that would be a kodak moment. Gina bouncing down the stairs like it was christmas, Annie giggling that the guys were all worn out, could hear an occassional snore, a fart, knew the coming aroma of hubbys first class breakfast would do it. Swapping tongues with Gina felt natural, Gina sitting on Lizs broke face to empty her bladder routine, Anne knew it was going to get nasty today. Liz was puking, blood, piss, fuck her, they went to eat, fuck the guys, hungry was hungry. When Gina compli  mented her on her hubbys cooking skills, she felt pride for the moron, he did his thing well, knew what his small world entailed, he was becoming an appliance, a helpful tool around the house, forgotten as a human, she loved that notion, might be the way to go, push hubby into a complete utilitarian existance,mmm.

    The guys noisy, hungry, full of energy, all wanted grub, ignored the exposed Liz, gave hubby a few slaps, a little spit, food was their drug, right now, Anne knew they would want at Liz soon, she could wait, could see Liz suffering, that it made her feel good, egged her on, if she felt this good, how bout really fucking with her, Anne sensed a real good cum from that road traveled. The guys, being guys, were throwing food across the kitchen floor, making hubby crawl after it, he was barking and after eating a tossed morsel, he would roll onto his back and wiggle around, so cute, so loathsome. Hubby was quickly forgotten, Annie loving the way the guys were drawn to Liz, they knew it was wide open, skys the limit, the excitement was alive, could be felt, pushing everyone towards a common goal, destroy the uppity pig.

  Her lok of fear as they closed in on her, circled her, sadists all around her strretched out, tautly tied body. the table had her body at everyones disposal, Anne could only imagine the horror Liz was going through. She must know we are going to fuck her bad, she must know it is going to be a new life or death for her. Annie giggled at the way Lizs head kept turning , trying to watch all her adverdsaries at once, not possible, as the guys started pinching her, she made awesome noises, like she was gargling with sand. Gina didnt think the guys were being rough enough, when she leaned over, to everyones amusement, savagely bit off Lizs right nipple, wow, Annie felt her cunt lips fill with blood, she was gonna get real attracted to gina, if she kept up that shit. Liz looked funny, her left nipple was jutting out, hard, sexy, her right was a bloody nothing,mmm, Gina, bloody nipple between her teeth, got in Lizs face, and seductively chewed the nipple, swallowed it, and then spit a bloody loogie into lizs sad face, Annie considered that settled, Gina owned that cunt.

Guys being guys, they wanted to gang fuck the slag, fuck it, Annie could get into watching that, she swore she heard Lizs limbs popping when the guys untied her, she was cramped up horrible, Gina mimicking her spastic jumping about, the guys hooting at Lizs huge, disfigured tits flopping around, no sympathy, this was serious shit. Gina made liz kneel, crawl to each guy, suck his cock a while, go to the next, then she had her rim each guy, while whipping her fat ass with the fan belt. Gina deemed her primed for a cocking, the guys brutally gettin after her, trying to hurt her, hurting her. Gina sitting in Annies lap, frenching, groping each other, heaven, Her cunt leaking, watching her boys rip the dirty pig up,mmm, wanted to stay like this forever, watching the guys beating lIz, fucking her hard, taunting her cruel, Annie came heavy, just from Ginas fingers, wow.

   Again with the guys being guys, once they came, Bill and his guys hit the road, they had lives, leaving Sean, John, Annie and Gina to figure out Liz, Annie having ruled hubby out of the pain parade, for now, she had some selfcontrol, still imagined hubby beside Liz getting his, but knew they would kill him, real men needed to crush sissies, like hubby, it was all biological, she sensed. Wanting to avoid serious talk of Lizs future for now, Annie and GIna went shopping, Sean and John went fishing, first securing hubby in his shed, tying Liz from the ceiling beam in the living room, her feet a good foot off the ground, Gina putting an alligator clip on her one nipple, tying a one pound sinker to it, using fishing line. Annie not to be outdone, hung weights, after attaching clips to Lizs cunt lips, her oversized lips were comically four inches long, she was freaky looking, Annie, without thought, rammed her fist into the bitchs stomach, causing her to swing, the weights to pull, her prey making those cute rasping noises, again. They left the pig to suffer, off the girls and guys went, beautiful day to be alive.

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