What a nice "cliffhanger" ...... And the story is still going as strong as ever !! 

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The men gathered behind Stan, apparently the second-in-command after Tony, who had not reappeared from behind that door, from which every now and then Diana's screams echoed, together with grunting and slapping sounds.

The tall man looked at the girls, who were gathering themselves off the floor one by one, their faces and bodies covered in cum, their holes aching from the rapes.

„ You look just like the dirty whores that you are!“ he called out, grinning at them, „ and we can't have that. After all, one should be washed up and clean before eating dinner...“ He nodded to two men, who disappeared into a small alcove to the side...and returned with two garden hoses.

„ Just stay where you are...we'll get you all nice and clean...and then you will get to eat some-thing to keep your strength up. After all, you'll need it.“

And with that, the men began to blast the gathered, bruised and violated girls with ice-cold water.

Of course the girls began to scream and shriek as the cold water hit them. The shivered as their exposed bodies were continuously washed over. As bad as it was, at least for a moment they felt clean, with the disgusting cum being washed over from them.

If only other signs of their abuse, other memories could disappear so quickly and easily.

Meanwhile the thugs always were torn about washing the girls – seeing them degraded, cov-ered in sticky white cum was a pleasure in itself. On the other hand, a girl could get too dirty and sloppy and such whores were only good to be covered in more cum – one generally pre-ferred to stick cock into cleaner fuckholes. Furthermore they knew of course – and the girls suspected – that they were only getting them cleaned so that they good make them dirty again.

And if there were any second thoughts, the sight oft he girls‘ bodies shivering in the cold, their nipples hard and erect from the temperature, their shrieks of surprise and discomfort would be enough to convince those monsters.

Soon they began pouring the water and just stood there, watching the girls, trying to warm each other in a way that got more than one of the men horny. However it wasn’t time for more rape… yet.

‚So you lucky whores‘ one of the guys, a large, overweight brute said. ‚Seems we have to feed you. But damn me if we’re gonna be your waiters!‘

‘Yeah!’ another one – Sean - said and started walking in front of the group of terrified girls. ‘You… you… you…’ he pointed his finger at Michelle, Mary and Joanna ‘will bring the food. Dress up as proper waitresses!’ he said throwing a bunch of aprons to the floor.

The girls almost ran to it. The aprons didn’t cover almost anything, but it was so good to have at least some illusion of protection from the men lusty stares… even though it seemed that this outfit aroused some of the thugs even more.

‘You two as well! Serving is the only thing you blacks and yellows are good at!’ he said point-ing towards Alicia and Mia.

As soon as the girls were dressed, they were led through the door, to another room, the men wasting no time to slap their naked asses to make them walk faster. As the girls waited for the food to be brought,  Sean approached Mariah and Anne, still suffering in their machines.

‘You won’t get a thing of course’ he smirked ‘Maybe a healthy dose of cum later, if you ask nicely. And the rest can watch and listen to you and learn what happens to stubborn bitches.’

The girls could do little but look up at him and Sean could feel his cock stir at the sight of their teary eyes and the sheer misery that radiated from their bodies. The dildos continued their mer-ciless assault, punishing their teenage bodies, stretching their assholes and cunts wide. It was an image of horror to any of the girls that caught a glimpse of the room but to the men, it was pure beauty.

„ Ah, what the hell“, he said, taking his cock and stepping next to Anne, who squirmed and wept in agony. Quickly, he started jerking off, watching her face, her mouth stretched by the ballgag, her cunt and ass being impaled by the horribly thick dildos, the desperate glances she shot over to Maria, who could not even help herself...it was an image so arousing no man would've been able to resist.

With his free hand, he reached out and began groping and squeezing Anne's tits. She barely noticed the pain from this new assault, being already in too much agony from the relentless rape the machine inflicted upon her.

„ Fuck yes“, Sean groaned as he kept stroking his dick over the raped girl, „seeing you two crying makes me so hard...I could watch you all day...“ Letting go of Anne's tit for a moment, he slapped the girl hard, making her cry out against the gag. „ This is always...the best part. When one of you bitches...doesn't do as she's told. We had Cumguzzler in there for three hours every single day....worked wonders, now she still hates it but does everything she's told...“

He was not even sure the girls heard him. By now, they were probably too absorbed in their pain, in the motions the dildos made whenever they pushed deep into their holes, to truly notice anything else anymore.

„ I can't imagine how much that must hurt...“, he continued, jerking his cock faster and aiming it at Anne's body. „ Your tiny little ass...impaled on that huge dick...going in and out, in and out...and you can't even hope that the cock is going to cum and go limp...“ He closed his eyes and groaned, jerking his cock a few more times with rapid motions before it began to spray his cum all over Anne's body.

Splatters landed on her flat belly, thick lines on her tits, sperm pooling between them, some drops even landing on her throat and chin. It took Sean a moment to cum and when he was finished, he grinned, admiring his handiwork.

„ Now you look even more beautiful than before...“, he said, patting Anne's cheek.

„ Let's see if you have learned anything yet.“ He reached out and undid the straps that held the ballgag in place, removing it from Anne's mouth.

A soft whimper escaped the girl's trembling lips, followed by a heart-wrenching plea, „ Please...m-m-make it stop...I c-c-can't take it anymore...it hurts so much...“

„ Shhh...“, Sean said, cupping her cheek in his hand in a motion that might be called gen-tle...had he not just jerked off over her. „ Whose fault is it that you're in here? Think before you answer...“

The girl let out a soft, drawn-out sob before she whispered, „ Ours...?“

„ That's a good girl! And why is it your fault?“ He watched Mariah look over to them both, a silent plea in her eyes and he knew that they were both broken. They had been weak before and now, nothing of their strength remained.

„ Because...w-w-we wouldn't r-ride cock....“ Anne whispered, her voice weak from screaming into the ballgag for so long.

„ That's right! Have you learned your lesson now? Will you do as you're told from now on?“

Anne nodded almost eagerly, hope gleaming in her eyes. „ Yes....anything....but please...make it shhttpppp!“ Her last words were muffled by the ballgag he forced into her mouth again.

„ I believe you...but a good lesson always takes time. When the others are done eating, then you get some cum from us and afterwards, if you swallow like good whores, you will be freed from these machines.“ He laughed as he heard the girls wail into the gags, unable to compre-hend how they could endure even one more minute in these contraptions...but he didn't care.

let the poor souls eat well so that they can perform their jobs well

and as usual yet another interesting episode

I am very much with you, Priestess ... !

Just putting this marvelous story back to front !
Much too good to be forgotten !

Please, Dhemius, continue ... 

Have no fear - there will be more, well, there IS more, just at the moment I don't have the file with it at hand so I can't upload it.
Stay tuned!

Hey, sorry for the delay!

Meanwhile, as Sean was taking his sweet time humiliating Anne and Mariah – and jerking off on them of course – the girls that were forced to perform the role of waitresses finished bring-ing food, putting plates in front of each girl.

Of course by now they knew better than to jump towards the food without being given permis-sion, even if they almost drooled at the sight of something to eat. Half-starved, exhausted by the rape – especially taking into consideration that many girls didn’t muster the strength to eat the horrible meal they were being given before going to sleep… and some girls, like those who spent the night entertaining the men didn’t get anything to eat.

It would be a lie to state that the food before them looked tasty – but it was food not some barely recognizable blob. Each girl had something different, there wasn’t any pattern who was served what. The meals weren’t large but at the moment the girls didn’t care, just desperate to sink their teeth into something. Normally probably they wouldn’t even consider eating it – clearly what they were given were scraps from the thugs tables mixed with some leftovers from the kitchen… but the girls were hardly in the position to protest.

‘Soon you will start eating, but before that happens, you will have to add… a special ingredient to the meals’ Tony said, walking in front of the raw of girls.

A small groan was heard as some of the brighter girls – and the teachers -  began to have a sus-picion what this ‘special ingredient’ would be – but they also knew better than to say anything.

‘We’ve made sure each of you gets her meal and no one goes hungry’ Tony continued with mock concern ‘After all, no one more than us wants you to be full of strength and energy, so that you can better appreciate all the nice things we have planned for you.’

These words were interrupted by small sobbing sound, as Dorothy – the small, perpetually stressed girl – was trying to swallow down her tears. Leila quickly approached her and hugged, trying to muffle her crying as to not give the thugs any reason to punish the girl.

‘Sh.. sh…’ she whispered, stroking Dorothy’s curly brown hair, glancing fearfully at Tony.

For the first time however, he did not react, just continued his speech.
‘All of you will get to eat… apart from the whores being disciplined…’ he pointed towards the room with Mariah and Anne, letting it sink… and our resident whore!’ he exclaimed nodding towards Sean and another tall thug, named Michael.

Immediately they’ve grabbed Kathryn and before she could protest they pushed her to the cen-tre of the room.
‘The whore was well… whoring herself to us with such dedication that we decided that she deserves something more, something special.’ Tony said.

Although Kathryn wasn’t dumb and still was suspicious of their intentions, for a moment some of the more perceptive girls could notice a faintest smirk of self-satisfaction as she realized that even in this terrible situation, her prowess with sex can be used to get at least some favours from these men, to have even the slightest degree of control over them.

And then, she saw that they held a funnel…

„ What...“, she dared to ask, although deep down in that part of her that was not frozen with terror, she already knew. So much for her prowess having earned her something special...she was beginning to realize that the best she could hope for was to avoid most punishments...but they would find ways to degrade her just as they had the others.

Two men approached her, one held the funnel while the other grabbed a fistful of her now wet yet once again cum-free hair and forced her head back. „ Open your fucking mouth!“ he snarled and, knowing that the punishment for disobedience would be awful beyond description, Kathryn parted lips and teeth...only for the other man to ram the end of the funnel into her mouth. He was not gentle, not careful, he pushed the thin end of it into her mouth hard enough to make it hit the back of her throat, prompting her to gag.

„ Since only cum is a meal fit for a whore like this“, Stan continued, „ this is all she'll get. An-yone here who wants to feed her can do so.“ He moved towards Kathryn, gripping her chin. „ Stay like this...and don't even think about letting the funnel slip out of your mouth, is that un-derstood?“ He cast a meaningful glance at the door from which the rhythmic sounds of the machines and the muffled wails of the punished girls emerged. Kathryn knew what he implied, she was a slut, but not exactly dumb. As much as her position allowed, she nodded.

Now that this was taken care of, the other men distributed themselves amongst the girls, forc-ing them onto their knees with one plate in front of each of them on the ground. Once again, the girls were faced with the hard, throbbing cocks of their violators and by now, even those girls who hadn't understood Stan's reference realized what was about to happen. By now, more girls than just Dorothy were sobbing in quiet misery.

One of the men had dragged Leila away from the crying girl and forced a plate in front of her as well, presenting his cock to the teacher. Leila glared at him, especially when she saw that, immediately after they had broken up the hug, Dorothy had been settled with a plate of her own and another cock to please – which the girl, too broken up already, failed to do so far. Her cheeks were already red from the man's brutal slaps but still, she would not do it.

„ Let me help her“, Leila pleaded, looking up at the man in front of her, „ please...don't hurt her...she's in shock!“ He merely grunted, grabbing her left wrist and forced her hand towards his cock. „ Take care of your own task first, whore! And aim at the food!“ he growled, slapping her cheek for good measure.

Three men had gathered around Kathryn, jerking their cocks furiously, their raging erectings pointed at the funnel, eager to force-feed her even more sperm.

Stan looked around, eventually deciding to go to Carol. The newly-exposed lesbian sat in front of her plate with a miserable expression, a man already in front of her, holding her short dark hair and yelling at her to start stroking his cock.

„ Let me do this...“, he said and the man shrugged, approaching Rachel instead. Glaring up at him, the blonde slave grabbed his cock and began to jerk it angrily.

Reaching underneath Carol's chin, Stan forced the petite girl to look up at him through teary eyes. „ Okay, you little dyke..let's make a deal, shall we? I know you can jerk a guy off, I saw you doing it to four guys yesterday alone. You have nimble fingers...but you also have a nice tight throat. Now, you are going to milk my cock until I cum all over your food and allow you to eat. But either you do it with your hands or you do it with your throat. The choice is up to you.“ To emphasize his words, he forced Carol to turn her head to watch Dorothy, who, while sobbing miserably, was already being throatfucked, her eyes distant as the man pumped into her mouth.

„ The choice is yours“, Stan said, grinning down at the unfortunate girl.

And it wasn’t a real choice.

Excellent choice, this story ! 

Seeing Dorothy choke on the huge dick forced into her mouth, seeing her choke and gag and retch on it, made it clear for Carol that she doesn’t want to suffer this fate.

Still, her face was red with shame as she took the man’s throbbing, engorged dick into her small hands, wrapping her nimble, dexterous fingers around the thick shaft. She almost shuddered at the revulsion, but still, that was far better than what poor Dorothy was getting – her rapist was fucking her mouth as if it was her pussy. A part of Carol’s mind wondered if he would have enough self-control to pull off and cum on the food – or would he simply empty his balls into Dorothy’s throat. If the latter than the girl would certainly be forced to milk another dick before she would be given food…

That said, she had problems of her own as Stan was getting impatient, not hurrying her only because he loved to see her fight with herself, to force herself to pleasure him. Slowly she be-gan moving her hand, sliding her hand along his long cock.

‘Good, whore’ he said ‘But you’ve got two fucking hands. Play with my balls too!’ he ordered.

Carol sighed and obeyed, her other hand rising to touch his hairy, smelly, disgusting sack, mas-saging it with circular movement. A small sigh from the cruel man told her that she was doing good job, which made her face become even more red.

She was a smart girl and couldn’t stop but wonder if this was how some of the girls were bro-ken – not through repeated torture and rape but by being given a choice between being degrad-ed or degrading themselves. She wondered whether choosing to obey, even though seemed the better, less humiliating choice for the time being, wouldn’t break her spirit faster in the long run…

Of course, there were some things that she hoped would never be done to her – like Kathryn’s fate being the best example. She loathed that girl, with her thinly veiled jabs about her Carol’s sexuality and her conviction that nailing guys was all that counted. Even so, seeing her like that made Carol feel more than a bit uneasy – and she was determined to do whatever it takes not to end in that position.

At the moment, the men surrounding the funnel in Kathryn’s mouth finally began coming, with moans of pleasure shooting waves of jism into the funnel. Kathryn’s body jerked and bucked and writhed so hard that other three guys had to come to hold her – though she still kept the funnel in.

Carol felt sick seeing the girls limbs strain against the hands holding her, but by far the worst thing were the sounds she was making – the gurgling and retching and silent pathetic moans she tried to give…

Carol could see Kathryn's throat move as the first drops of cum landed in her mouth, followed by even more as the men kept on jerking off into the funnel. Some managed to cum twice, no doubt extremely aroused by her predicament while others just came once and then walked away, quickly replaced by others who didn't have one of the girls give them a handjob.

“ Yeah...jerk me off, you little dyke”, Stan said, his cock twitching with arousal, already start-ing to dribble precum down onto the food. Carol felt her stomach churn at the idea that she'd have to eat this stuff soon. She'd gotten more than enough cum in her mouth over the last day, but she knew she would never get used to the taste. Still, she kept on jerking the cock, playing with his balls with her other hand, stroking them, rolling them between her nimble fingers, hoping that he would cum soon.

More, please!

Much more, please !!! 

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God dammit Rainbow, you got my hopes up that a new chapter had been written 

Sorry guys for the delay. The new chapter has been written, I just need to check it and post it, I'll try to do it tomorrow or the day after.