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Warning!    You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please turn back. I don't promote rape or non-consent sex. This is only a story, fiction, if you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. Anyone who commits rape are despised everywhere. But fantasies are all right so long as no one is hurt.

"The Bet" by Ararria


Kara stepped out of her car, staring at the building nervously. Why the fuck was she here? Was she actually going to go through with this? She knew it was harmless, but her heart was pounding in her chest anyway. Three stupid things. All she had to do was 3 stupid, easy things, and she’d win the best that arrogant Casey had challenged her with. How did she even find herself outside an adult theater at 16 anyway?

All this stuff had started the day earlier, while Kara was at school. There was only 2 weeks left and soon she’d be a Junior in the fall and that was something she couldn’t wait for. Kara had many things going for her. She was 16 sure, but it was a very healthy 16. She’d gone through some acne shit last year but this year it had seemed to clear up for the most part. Her body had developed much as she matured as well. She was quite proud of her hair. She’d recently cut it short in preparation for summer, and with some saved up baby sitting money, dyed it an almost platinum-white blonde. In the light, it almost seemed to glow and she loved it. Along with that, she’d ditched her glasses finally. Instead, she now had “green” eyes to go with her 20/20 vision and she loved it. She had worn glasses well, but, to her embarrassment sometimes, guys really noticed her now.

Her chest and hips helped with that of course. She’d been a B cup for quite a while but despite not getting any taller, her breasts had swelled up to nice C’s.  Playing softball kept her trim, but she really needed her sports bra and even with it, they still bounced enough that it made her self conscious. Her butt was something to be proud of as well. It wasn’t too big, but still quite “there”, and while maybe not juicy, certainly gave her some curves. She’d cleaned the basement as well, so to speak. With summer already in full bloom, she’d managed to convince her mom into letting her get a bikini wax. What her mom didn’t know was that it wasn’t just trimmed but all gone. It made her feel sexy, grown up, despite not quite ready to show it to anyone yet. Kara wasn’t a virgin, having lost that last summer to her then boyfriend but that didn’t mean she was giving it out to everyone. Despite that, that’s what had started all this mess.

Kara had been heading out of school when Casey’s boyfriend, Ronald, had noticed her. He liked flirting with her and while she didn’t have any interest in him, enjoyed some light flirting back. She’d just recently bought a fake ID, and was showing it to him when Casey had came up.

“What are you two whispering about,” Casey had asked, a slightly peeved look on her face.

“Oh, I was just showing your boyfriend my fake ID I just got, it cost me $100 bucks but it’s awesome. I’m 21!” Kara giggled.

“Eh, you really think you’re all grown up and all mature and shit don’t you?” Casey had replied, angrily. Ronald tried to defuse things to no avail.

“Ladies, it’s a cool ID but no one is trying to show off or anything,”

“Ron, shut up,” Casey testily replied and he did. It was clear to everyone who ran that relationship. “I bet you your ID would get picked out easy”

Kara, growing tired of Casey’s attitude replied testily, “Fuck that noise, this will get me anywhere.”

Casey smiled, folding her arms. “Not only would you get caught, I bet you don’t have the guts to use the fucking thing. You’d chicken out”

“Bullshit,” Kara replied. “You want me to go pick up some beer? I’ll do it right now”

“No, that’s easy shit.” Casey thought hard on it and then smiled. “I fucking got it. Metro Station. The Adult Theater. Heard of it?”

“Umm, yeah, over by Audoban Elementary kinda? I’ve seen it,” Kara said, now very nervous.

“I bet you won’t go in it. Wait, that’s too easy. You have to go in, take a selfie, and then go into the theater itself and take a picture there. On a Friday, when people are there. I bet you 100 fucking bucks you won’t do it. Actually, fuck that. Ron, you’re throwing 100 in too. So what about it? 200 bucks. Put up or stop waving that around my boyfriend.”

Kara looked at them, anxious as hell. She’d never been any place like that. But she couldn’t let Casey show her up or the school would hear all about it and she’d never hear the end of it. Biting her lip, she nodded.

“I’ll take that bet and your money. This Friday.” And with that, Kara had proudly stomped off.

And now, she was there. Standing outside it. Her knees were literally shaking. She’d wondered how she should dress, spending an hour before getting enough courage and deciding what to wear. She figured she should look mature, so she had worn a nice, if a bit low cut blouse and her bright red push-up bra her mom didn’t know she had. Along with that she’d pulled on a tight but medium length skirt, and a thong underneath. A pair of short black heels topped everything off. She hoped she’d blend in. The cars outside were more numerous than she’d wished. She’d taken too long choosing her outfit and it was already past 5. Chewing her nail nervously, she worked her courage up and walked to the door, with its 18 and older sign prominently posted. Clinging her purse to her side, she took a deep breathe, opened the door and walked in.

The smell hit her hard as soon as she stepped in. First, was the stink of stale cigarettes. Kara couldn’t remember the last time she’d smelled a business that carried that stench. She wrinkled her nose at it. There was another smell as well, an undercurrent to it. Sweat, or perhaps shame. She knew she certainly was feeling shamed just walking into it. It was brightly lit and naked men and women were plastered everywhere. Toys of all kinds, some that she could imagine being intriguing, and some, just looked terrifying. She almost chuckled at the vast amounts of DVD’s tho. Who the fuck still uses DVD’s? Do the people who come here not know about the internet? She walked a few more steps in, when a fat ugly man behind the counter in the middle of the room waved her over. Behind him was an array of TV’s, mostly playing porn movies, though a few were grainy, black and one. Those mostly showed hallways surrounded by booths on all sides, while a couple more showed theaters filled with couches and and chairs. In one, a guy was kneeling before another man, sucking his cock.

“Ma’am? Ma’am? Excuse me, but I’m gonna need to see some ID” the man said. He was greasy and balding up close. Kara turned away from the screen, nodding at him. She opened her purse, heart fluttering as she pulled out the fake ID and handed it to the man. She wanted to jerk back as his fingers brushed hers as he took it but she managed somehow to stay calm. He eyed it, then her, and back to it a couple times, then shrugged and handed it back to her.

“Sorry Ma’am,” he said apologetically. “Just doing my job.” And with that, he went back to watching the monitors though it seemed he was focused more on the porn videos than the security feeds.

Kara stepped away, standing in the sea of porn and toys. She figured she better get this over with. First thing she needed was the selfie. She noticed the amount of stares she was getting from the patrons. She also noticed that not even one was remotely attractive. She hadn’t expected hot studs or anything, but they weren’t even run of the mill. Of course, this place was in a poor part of town and since most were thumbing through the DVD’s and magazines, they clearly couldn’t afford internet. She walked over towards the toy section, and though the black guy there looking at dildos far too big for any person, he seemed to leave her alone. She stood in front of a rack of ones that looked like they belonged on a horse, leaned back, made a v in front of her mouth and stuck out her tongue as she snapped the picture.

That garnered a few views, some uncomfortably long and lingering, but she turned away, ignoring them. Instead she looked at all the toys and devices. She had no idea there was so much variety. Cocks of all sizes and shapes, vibrators, plugs, and things she didn’t even understand what they did or how on god’s Earth they’d fit. She walked along the aisle, feeling a bit anxious with the men all around her. She’d expected at least one or two women, but at least in here, she was the only one. She held her purse close to her, then she remembered what the other part of the bet was. She couldn’t simply sneak into and take a quick picture. She had to go into the theater itself.

She slowly walked, trying to look as if she belonged there, back to the counter.

“Excuse me Sir? How much for the theater?” She asked, wincing as her voice broke a bit.

“$15 for either, or $20 for both” he said, not even looking her way.

“Both?” Kara asked, confused.

“Theater one is gay, Theater 2 is straight”

“Oh,” Kara said, as she fished through her purse. She cursed Casey and hoped she and Ron would pay up. She pulled out a twenty and handed it to the man. “Straight please,” she said, again fighting a wince as he stroked his finger against hers to take the money and give her a five back.

“Down the hall, on the right, wait for the buzzer,” he said, barely glancing at her before returning to the screens. Kara nodded and followed his directions. The hall was creepy. Outside of a haunted house, she’d never seen a place where all the walls were painted black, it made it much darker than the light would otherwise suggest. She walked to the 2nd door and tried to open it but it wouldn’t budge. Then she nearly screamed when there was a loud buzz and it unlocked. That alone nearly sent her running out of the adult store, but she had to win the bet, especially since she was $15 down. Pulling the door open, she stepped inside.

The first thing that caught her off guard was the light. Not that it was exceptionally bright, but that everything else was literally that dark. On the screen there was a woman with two guys fucking her, one in the butt. Kara again wanted to bolt out, but she stood there for a moment, trying to adjust to the light. This theater was clearly all black as well. She could see a few outlines of stuff in front of her, some couches, maybe a person or two, but that was it. Even the couches were black. She walked over and saw partition towards the back. She figured she could stand there and once her eyes adjusted, could take a pic, proving she was in there and leave.

Kara walked, hand touching the top of the partition and squinted trying to see. Her eyes still were useless so she just held onto it and walked behind it as the threesome fucked away on screen. She yelped out loud though as her hand hit something cold, thick, and wet.

“Fuck, ew, ew, ew” she whimpered, wiping her hand on the partition as she backed away, disgusted. Fuck this, she thought, I’m getting out of here. She stepped back and bumped into someone, she hadn’t even seen someone there back with her.

“Oh my god,” she blurted out. “I didn’t see ayhnnnnnnn” she started to say, when she was pushed forward against the half wall. She was startled, barely catching her hands on the top, again, cold slime sticking to one hand. Someone, a large someone’s weight pushed into her hard, wincing in pain.

“Please,” she grunted. “You’re hurting me”. Suddenly a hot and very large hand was on the back of her neck, holding her in place.

“Shut up bitch, just shut the fuck up and relax” a deep voice told her. Kara started to scream for someone to help but was stunned when she was slapped upside the head. It hadn’t even really hurt, she just couldn’t process that someone had hit her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been hit. Instead she whimpered as the hand tightened on the back of her neck. She just trembled and froze in fear. She felt the man behind her stroke her shoulder and she wanted to puke. Things were spiraling out of control but she was too terrified to move. His hand slid along her shoulder, finding her purse and jerking it away. She saw it fly in front of the screen as he tossed it to the other side of the room. She also noticed, as her eyes adjusted, some heads turning towards the back of the theater. She whimpered at that, that and the pain of his weight pressing her tight.

“Don’t scream, don’t try anything stupid, and everything will be alright cunt.” With that, she felt him run his hands down her back, and then cup and hold her ass. Fresh tears streaked her face as she was manhandled easily. He gripped her skirt and tore it apart in one sickening rip. Kara sobbed harder at that as the cool air in the room gave her now exposed legs goosebumps. The sound brought some of the men in the room out of their couches or recliners, a few staring at her, stroking. The hand as back, rubbing her ass as she felt the back of the thong grabbed and painfully wedged inside her lips as he jerked them up.

“Heh, whore,” he said as he bent down and licked her ear. Kara did dry heave then, almost growing hysterical. Her crotch hurt as the thong dug deep in her, before finally, thankfully, tearing away. She shuddered though as she knew how exposed she was. She was pressed even harder into the partition, enough so that breathing was getting hard. The man kicked a foot between her legs and spread them and she felt his fingers along her sex. Out front, she could make clearly the room more. There was at least 7 or 8 men. None were watching the screen. 2 were were jacking off, pants around their legs. The rest were moving closer. She was thankful that the partition was so high or else the ones in front might have gotten an idea. Some though, some were walking around the back. She gasped as fingers then probed between her lips, fighting to gain entrance.

“She’s a tight bitch. For now.” Kara then screamed, fighting the sounds of the woman being fucked raw on the screen as the man licked his fingers and shoved them in her. A man walked close in front of her and stroked her hair as she cried, then bent down and kissed her screaming lips. He was old. Like old old and his face was dry and his whiskers gave her lips and face razor burn. She kicked her legs desperately but the man behind her shoved his fingers in deeper and pressed down on her harder and she stopped. The man pulled away and then Kara screamed into the old mans mouth as he snaked his tongue into her mouth as the man behind her shoved his cock into her mostly dry pussy. It dragged against her skin but he held her tight, shoving again and again into her. Kara could only jerk as he fucked into her and finally just started using her, pistoning into her again and again against the wall. Her whimpering was subdued by the elderly mans mouth scratching her face, stubble, dry lips, and mouth, taking possession of hers. Her breathing grew ragged as the man fucked her, as every man drew closer. She felt him press all his weight on her, smashing her against the wall. Old man was sucking on her tongue as she struggled to breathe, as heat filled her and she sobbed. Suddenly the weight was gone and she slumped, sliding down the wall. Stubble burn all over her cheek. Her pussy burned as she struggled to twist away from the man but he was already zipping up. All she had on was her top and she could feel his cum running down her leg.

“Next,” the man joked. Or Kara wished that he was joking. But after that, everything broke. Whatever had contented the men to watch was gone. Quickly, a man was over her, holding her head. His stomach stuck out further than his cock and she screamed as he shoved it in. She had given bjs before, but nothing like this. His belly was smashing her face against the wall and his cock was foul. It was like it hadn’t been washed in weeks. She gagged as he held her head and just pumped, choking on it. She retched a bit and he slapped her, then kept at it. All she could do is sob, snot and puke running down her face as he held and rode her throat. She felt him spasm and hot bitter cum flooded her mouth. She almost wished he was bigger as she got a mouthful and tasted it fully before she was forced to swallow it down. He shoved her back and she spit up some cum. She tried to crawl back, but the dry old man was stepping close.

“No….please...please…Help!” She screamed. And then, for a moment she had hope. The door opened and light from the hallway spilled in. For a brief second, she hoped it was the manager, coming to rescue her. He’d seen what was happening finally on the monitor and had rushed to save her. But it wasn’t the manager. It was 2 more men. She backed up further as the old man grabbed her leg, pulling her towards him. She wanted to scream but a muffled whimper was all that escaped her. Her legs were pushed over her shoulders. She did scream now as he entered her cunt, with far less resistance than before. The dirty old man, frenched her, tearing at her blouse, then at her bra. She heard guys talking, muttering as she struggled and as he rutted in her. The only thing she was thankful for was that it wasn’t long before he flooded her pussy with his cum and shoved off her. She just wanted to curl up and make everything go away.

The line of men wouldn’t let that happen. Kara felt herself dragged along the floor, by someone, to the front row, in front of some couches and right under the screen. She felt cum and tissues clump against her as she was drug and just sobbed. Her shirt was torn off her and thrown away. She felt her bra and shoes tossed as well, her face resting in someones cold thick cum. Some tissue was stuck to her arm and chest as she was surrounded, and pulled up on her hands and knees. Another foul cock was pumping in her mouth. Men to both sides were mauling her chest. She felt so broken and used, but she hadn’t even hit her limit yet. That was with the man behind her who would do that. He spread her ass wide and began shoving. He wasn’t even large, but to a virgin unlubed ass, everything is massive. Kara screamed around the cock fucking against her throat, and puked a bit. The man just slapped her and kept pumping her face as the man in her ass kept pushing. Without even spitting on it, it hurt him but it hurt her much more. She felt like her ass was being torn apart. Both men pushed her from opposite sides, one choking her on cock, the other tearing her tender ring, popping inside. She bucked and convulsed as they reamed her, while guys groped, and came on her body. All she could do is gurgle and twitch in pain as she was tainted even more. The pain was too much and as she struggled for air, she finally passed out.

After that, Kara would come in and out of it, quickly approaching a state of total shock. The door kept opening it but no one ever came to help. Some left, More came. It seemed endless as hole after hole was used again and again. Sometime during it all, she pissed herself. Or she came. Or maybe both. She just was swallowed whole as the women on the screen above her fared far, far better. And as for Kara, as she was fucked again and again into unconsciousness, her last thoughts before blacking out was how stupid she was for taking the bet.
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« Reply #1 on: December 24, 2016, 01:38:42 AM »

Epilogue

The night manager yawned, arching his aching back. 4 AM had come, and he had buzzed everyone out. Don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here and that old rigmarole. He hated cleaning up the stalls, but time was tight today so he rushed through it, hoping he was getting everything. Luckily the glory holes had seen lighter use than usual. Theater sales were near an all time high though. Friday nights always did a lot of business but the parking lot had been full all night. He turned off all the booths, then cleaned the bathroom as well, replacing the toilet paper and unclogging a toilet. Then he headed and cleaned the gay theater. It was usually the messiest, but again, it had had light foot traffic last night. Despite all that, the store had made buckets of money, with theater 2.

Having cleaned all the other rooms, he went to the remaining theater last. The smell was almost overpowering as he went into it. Cum, ass, sweat, puke, all mixed in the stale air. He started cleaning at the back and slowly worked his way to the front. Slowly he cleaned the much filthier room until he came to the body in the front row. Most of the smell was eminiating from it. It barely looked like the girl who had came in a little past 5. That was now almost 12 hours ago. Any belongings or clothes it had were gone, of that he couldn’t find a trace. He stared at it for a long time. There likely wasn’t an inch of skin that didn’t have dried cum on it. It’s hair was matted, and stank of piss as well. The face though, was hot and disgusting at the same time. It’s eyes were practically glued shut with cum and there was a trickle of dried blood leaking from it’s swollen nose. It’s lips were so sensual, so swollen and split.

He stroked himself slowly as he shoved it with his boot. It rolled flat on it’s back and he could see the bruises on it’s chest where they had played with them roughly. He could also see the slight swell and dipping on it’s stomach. Breathing. Good. That was usually the case, but sometimes the men didn’t follow the rules. They got a bit too “excited” and damaged the property, and once, broke it. This one wasn’t damaged at all, despite the amount of customers. It might disagree but no one cared what it thought, if it even did anymore. He jerked himself off over it, kicking it’s legs apart. It’s pussy was swollen shut and he had to chuckle at the idea. Fucked so much that it closed right back up. Flipping it over it’s ass was much the same way. Closed tight but only because it was so swollen. He spilled his seed on its back as he wondered how many had used it last night? He’d sold over 100 tickets. Not all of them touched though, some just stroked and came on it. But enough. He picked it up, and it started sobbing, and shuddering. He chuckled as it actually came. It was just so out of it.

“Pl…...please…..help” it whimpered. He could barely hear it’s voice. He smiled as he carried it, shushing her gently.

“Don’t worry, poor thing,” the manager said. “We’ll get you cleaned up in the bathroom” It just sobbed in his arms as he talked to it, comforting it. It made it easier though after last night, there was no strength left in it at all. One eye barely opened, through the dried cum and for a moment it seemed, if not happy, relaxed. Then it’s eye bulged as struggled weakly in my arms, as it saw that the bathroom it was in had urinals.

“Wh….no...Men’s room?” It whimpered. The manager chuckled again to himself as he dropped it to the floor between two of the urinals.

“Of course it’s the men’s room,” he said, cruelly. “When we open at 10, always have lots of long haul truckers coming in. And they’ll need to relieve themselves. But don’t worry, they’ll clean most of that mess off you.” He laughed again as he cuffed its wrists to the urinals, then grunted as it struggled some against the o-ring that he strapped into it’s mouth. Finally, it just slumped and cried weakly. Yep, today they’d likely see tons of business. The only place in fifty miles where men would pay to use a urinal.

He then finished cleaning up and checked his watch. It was almost 7. Just one last thing to do and then he’d close up, until his son opened the place back up at 10. He stepped outside, lit a cigarette and worked on it for a few minutes until he heard the car pull up. He smiled, waved, and pulled a wad of cash out of his shirt pocket.

“Here’s your cut,” he said, tossing it.

Casey smiled at the manager, as she caught the roll. “What will happen to her?” she asked.

The manager smiled. The eyes on that one scared him. “Do you really want to know?” he answered, taking a long drag.

Casey shrugged her shoulders. “No, I guess it really doesn’t matter,” she said, as she turned to leave.

“May I ask, what did it do to piss you off that bad?”

Casey smiled back at him.

“Never, ever, fucking flirt with my boyfriend”.
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« Reply #2 on: December 24, 2016, 08:08:10 AM »

Nicely written story. I'm honored that I made it as a character.  emot_thankyou.gif
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« Reply #3 on: December 24, 2016, 08:22:13 AM »

Brilliant! loved the vivid descriptions of that sleazy theater. Reminds of one in my home town.   The twist with Casey at the end was a master stroke.  Another great story.
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« Reply #4 on: December 24, 2016, 08:52:09 AM »

Well she did win the bet. That's important.
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« Reply #5 on: December 24, 2016, 12:33:50 PM »

I know you just going to say that i'm biased, but that rivalled anything Vile8r has posted. Please write what happens to Kara,this perverted mind want's to know!

Damn damn damn fine story!
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« Reply #6 on: December 24, 2016, 12:40:33 PM »

If I kept to my initial feeling, it would have to be a desperate story in the extreme section.
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« Reply #7 on: December 24, 2016, 01:03:30 PM »

If I kept to my initial feeling, it would have to be a desperate story in the extreme section.

Go for it!
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« Reply #8 on: December 24, 2016, 01:20:47 PM »

I might, be a grim one, no happy ending for sure, one way or another. There could be an alternate story, but that would be a long one and I don't know if I would want to commit that, despite being a good story there. I might finish Kara's story but it would be dark. I'll think about it
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« Reply #9 on: December 26, 2016, 11:47:21 PM »

Excellent, Ararria! Great backstory and detail of the characters and the hideous porn store and theater. That was a zinger of an ending too. I'm sure we would gladly wait for you to pen a truly horrible end for poor Kara.
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« Reply #10 on: January 09, 2017, 03:12:16 PM »

Kara sobbed weakly in the empty mens room. She hurt all over, she could only see out of one eye. The other was crusted shut with cum. What had they done to her. How many men had raped her last night? Her knees ached on the cold concrete floor. She hung limply between the two urinals, her back on the wall. She could barely move her wrists about 6 inches before the steel bit into them. She looked down at her chest and winced. It was covered in dried cum and bruises. Nothing looked too serious, but it was a shock seeing the body she was once proud of so used. She could barely see her sex and that was disturbing. Her lips were bruised and swollen so much her pussy was swelled shut. Thankfully her private area was basically numb. Most of her body was. Her ass hurt. And unlike her vagina, it wasn’t swollen shut. If anything, it was the opposite. She felt like it had been torn open and wouldn’t closed.
To her shame, she had had an accident not long after being chained up. She couldn’t hold it in and a runny mess had came out of her. She had never felt so filthy in her life. She wanted again to scream for help, but drool just ran from her mouth with the o-ring inserted into it. She didn’t even want to think about what was coming for her. She was just so tired. She closed her eye and everything simply faded to black.

When next she woke, it was with a new person making noise as he mounted a camera in a corner. She whimpered softly as she saw it was pointed at her. She tried to scream but a low groan is all that escaped her throat. The man climbed down and stepped away and picked up a laptop and punched away at it for a moment. He then smiled big, and walked over to Kara. On the laptop was a close up image of her, being streamed live. The website was just a random mess of numbers and letters. She jerked against her restrainsts and wailed. It wasn’t the current stream that hurt her, it was the one that said “Previously on Kara”. On the screen cap of that video was her, coming into the adult theater. It didn’t look like the shitty security cameras either. It was high definition like this one. It was crystal clear. Beneath it was a row of 4 videos titled the “Patricia Collection” The titles were Theater, Bar, Kennel, and Finale” Kennel was bad enough, but Finale made her scream. The man just laughed.

“Mmmmm, yeah, Patricia was very, very popular. But don’t worry Kara, you had thousands of hits last night and today. I don’t know how many videos we are going to get out of you. Some girls we just get one, like Jordan last year. Poor thing, they wouldn’t stop choking her and ooops. One guy got off her and that was it. A one hit wonder!” He laughed hard at that, amused with himself.

“Don’t worry, you’re already passed one. Maybe you could be like Sandy. She’s still our number one with 11 videos. It would have been more, but sadly, we turned our backs on her for a moment and she slit her own throat. We won’t make that mistake with you.” He laughed again as Kara’s eyes opened with and she sobbed, waching him go. She could see with both eyes now but her heart pounded at the thought of “Finale”. Any hope of being let go was gone. She slumped and cried and cried, and finally, darkness envolped her exhausted body again.

Kara woke a short bit later, her muscles trembling in pain. She noticed the day manager was walking around, fitting a few webcams in the corner. Her mouth was dry and she whimpered softly for some water.

“Don’t worry bitch,” he said smiling. “You’ll have more than you ever wanted to drink in just a couple minutes” With that, he walked out, leaving her alone.

It wasn’t long before he was right, as a big fat man, walked in. He looked like a redneck or some country type, with a cap and huge belt buckle, He smiled as he he saw her, already undoing his fly and pulling out his greasy looking cock. She smelled him as he drew close and wanted to vomit.

“You’re a pretty little whore aren’t you?” He asked, as he groped at her tender chest. He then grabbed her head and pushed his cock through the o-ring and into her mouth. He tasted as bad as he looked and she cried as he grabbed her head tight.

“Don’t forget to swallow cunt”

Suddenly, her mouth and throat was filled with hot, bitter, salty piss and she felt it running down her chin and chest. The side of her head exploded in pain as she was slapped and then choked as he shoved deeper in, jerking painfully on her hair.

“I said swallow you stupid cunt”

She was literally choking on piss now as he was peeing into her throat and no matter how she moved or thrashed, it was going down. She gagged and choked violently a few times but finally just started swallowing. It was that or drown in piss. Her cheeks flushed with shame as he laughed at her. Finally, the torrent of pee stopped but as soon as it did, he started fucking her throat. All she could do is gag and drool uncontrollably until he, thankfully, spurted cum down her throat. She swallowed it and gulped air as he pulled out and wiped his cock off on her hair.

The second he left, a tall black man entered the room, already unzipped and stroking his cock. Kara sobbed but could do little else as he came in and shoved in, hitting her throat and already peeing. His cock wasn’t nasty like the last man’s but she was already retching as more pee went down her throat. She wanted to vomit but she knew bad things would happen so she struggled to keep it down. Once he was finished, her stomach churned, then almost threw up as he gripped her head and pummeled her throat with his cock. Once again, he came down her gullet, zipped up, and left. And another man came in.

This went on forever, or it felt like so. She had lost count at 10 and this was probably around 15. He was abusing her tits as he smoked a cheap cigar, when he shoved in and pissed, then pulled out and covered her face and chest and hair in it. He was the third or fourth man just to pee on her. As he finished he shoved back in her mouth and started humping her face. She sobbing in pain as he slapped the back of her head again and again, enjoying the shudder she produced as he did so. At least it wasn’t her face. The guy before her had almost knocked her out and she couldn’t see out of her left eye anymore. Her tits were bruised from all the manhandling and she felt like her stomach was about to burst. After a few more smacks to the back of her head, he pulled out and pushed his cock agaisnt her nose. She was confused for a second and then it burned as hot cum shot up her nostril. She screamed, her lips bruised and swollen, cum dripping out of her nose and down the back of her throat as she sobbed in humiliation. He looked down at her and slapped her so hard she saw stars. He then reached down and grabbed her tit and pulled on it painfully and then she flailed in agony as he speared his cigar into her tit. She convuled and threw up some and he laughed and left her. She could smell her flesh and just sobbed in agony.


It was nearly another hour later when the day manager walked in. He had wondered if he should have called things early for the first batch, but, money was money. The meat was passed out, slumped forward. It’s belly was bulging just a bit. It looked really pale though and he wondered if it was from the abuse or the pee fucking up with it’s stomach and shit. Too much salt or some such. The guy with the cigar had set off some guys apparently as her upper body had about a dozen cigar or cigarette burns on it. Almost all of them were on it’s teats, which were a mass of black and blue, like it’s one eye that was swollen shut. It’s nose was trickling both cum and blood and it’s lips were obscenely bruised and had swelled to about twice it’s normal size. Cum and pee soaked it’s face and hair. It barely moaned as he unshacked it. He left the o-ring in, however. It jerked as he pulled it up and saw it turn green. He shoved it towards the stall and it ran hard for it, falling down as it reached the door, and throwing it’s head over the toilet. The room suddenly smelled even worse as yellow and white poured out of it’s mouth as it puked in the toilet. It still hadn’t seemed to notice the contraption around the toilet. He walked up behind it and shoved it’s head into the toilet, then forced himself deep into it’s ass. It thrashed violently which made it feel all the better on his cock as he reamed it, keeping it’s head in the messy water. He didn’t last long as he came in it’s guts and finally let it breathe again. It looked in shock, but it didn’t know the meaning of the word. He fucked it’s mouth till his cock was mostly clean and then wiped it in it’s filthy hair.

Kara trembled as he pulled out, her mouth tasting vile. Her heart was racing as she struggled to get any air, and her face reeked. She hurt all over and her tits were scarred with burns. She could barely move as the day manager grabbed her and started strapping her into some apparatus over the toilet. Too late she realized what she was doing as she screamed hysterically. Her body twitched and jerked as her head was strapped tight, immoble, her arm to each side of the toilet. She was facing up, head over the toilet seat as a wide funnel was pushed into the o-ring. She kicked wildly, in terror until he strapped her legs down. He smiled and left, telling her round 2 was about to start.

Another man walked into the bathroom, she could hear him but not see him until he stood over her and smiled, dropping his pants. She screamed and wished she was dead.
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« Reply #11 on: January 09, 2017, 03:40:46 PM »

WOW!!  Awesome work on the vivid details.  You succeeded in drawing sympathy for the character that many stories do not do.  Well done.
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« Reply #12 on: January 09, 2017, 05:26:49 PM »

Another must read Ararria. It's like I'm in the room hidden watching it all occur around me. This perverted mind want more, so much more!
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it's only rape if she understand that she has to say no,orates it clearly and sign that she said no!
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« Reply #13 on: January 10, 2017, 05:47:54 AM »

I have to wonder what would have happened if she had picked the "gay" theater. Would a bunch of lesbians have raped her?
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« Reply #14 on: January 10, 2017, 10:10:02 AM »

No,  it always was gonna go this way
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