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Chapter 6
The director decided that I'd look better in a pair of panties, so he had his crew scout around the place until they came up with a pair of crotchless bikinis similar to the ones the skinny teen wore when we first met Margo. Before putting them on he decided to make it appear that I had no sex organs of any type. So while Mabel applied my makeup, smearing it on thick and even applying rogue to my nipples, Margo with the help of one of the studs went about hiding my manhood, such as it was. My limp cock was pulled back and attached to the skin between my scrotum and anus using spirit gum. Margo went out of her way to make sure that I knew that removing it was going to really hurt me badly, and probably would take some skin with it. They packed ice cubes around my swollen testicles, causing them to shrink and actually rise into my abdominal cavity, something that amazed me. Then they taped my shrunken scrotum almost flat against the skin on my inner thighs after using more of the spirit gum to make sure everything would stay in place. Wiggling into the rather tight fitting bikinis was quite an experience, but at last the director was satisfied with my costume.
I was stretched out on my stomach and my cuffed wrists pulled up to attach to the metal collar that was placed around my neck. Then the director checked the light level and made sure his camera could capture all the action that was planned. One of the studs would position himself so he could face fuck me while his companion used my anus, or asshole, as the crew called it. The director instructed the pair to give me a good going over, but refrain from ejaculating, since he wanted them to switch places so I had the unpleasant task of cleaning off anything that the first rapist's cock had picked up while he was ass fucking me. I shuddered when he told the two of them to treat me like dirt; those were his exact words.
The one sodomizing me didn't bother using any lubricant at all, and his entry was brutal and quite painful. Unfortunately I had no way of letting him know how much he was hurting me because the other one's cock was punching against the back of my throat as he tried to find the proper angle to begin gagging me. The light from the camera recording my utter degradation moved from my ass to my face, trying to capture my pain and humiliation as I was skewered fore and aft by the two studs. They seemed to be having a contest to see who could hurt me the most. The one ass fucking me kept shifting his body to find the best method for penetrating me to the maximum depth. I screamed into the cock gagging me and was rewarded by a cruel laugh from the one choke-fucking me as the sensation of my silent screams added more stimulation to his saliva coated weapon that was slowly asphixiating me. The director continued to give instructions to the pair of rapists in a calm, almost matter of fact tone of voice. Just seconds before I would have become unconscious from the lack of air, he called a halt to the proceedings so his stars could rest from their labors.
I lay on my stomach trying to recover my composure, a difficult endeavor given my surroundings and what lay in store for me once the bright lights were switched back on. My two costars sucked up plenty of water in preparation for the next portion of the shoot. The lights went back on and now my mouth was filled with the rank taste of my anal passage as the one originally in my asshole began to worm his thickening tool into my throat. Then I felt a lancing pain, announcing the arrival of the other's hard cock into my sore, well stretched anus. He went about his business with a fury that made his partner's efforts seem almost gentle. I was in for it, but good! I remember the director rasing his voice as he urged the one sodomizing me to see if he could make me bleed. The teenaged stud redoubled his efforts and it felt as if a red hot poker was lacerating my insides. I heard the director clap his hands and declare that he had seen some blood. I was not surprised. In the meantime the other one had managed to effectively plug my throat with his stiff cock and I was beginning to lose consciousness as he laughed and kept forcing his cock deeper and deeper down my gullet.
As bad as things were, they only got worse. The one sodomizing me had penetrated to the point that his hard length of meat was contacting my prostate on nearly every vicious stroke he delivered. This steady stimulation had a consequence that was terrifying; I began to develop an erection. I realized this situation when a pain developed where my penis, or cock, had been glued to my skin to hold it out of the way and give my frontal area a smooth, almost feminine look to it. The pain intensified as my cock grew harder and thicker as well, filling with blood against my will. I began to frantically move in hopes of easing the insistent friction that my assailant's hard cock was creating. He only laughed and put more weight upon my body to pin me like a butterfly to the bed. I became hysterical and my agonies translated to a new and even more exciting stimulation of the other's cock as it pistoned in and out of my mouth and erased any protection that the lining of my throat may have provided.
For one of the few times since I'd entered this chamber of horrors something happened to save me from further serious pain and suffering. The director decided that he wanted the two studs to ejaculate into my face, preferably my eyes and into my open mouth. The one raping my anus pulled out and then stuck his middle finger deep into my bleeding passageway and moved it around until he was satisfied that he had collected enough blood and fecal matter to feed me while he prepared himself to ejaculate. His companion followed his lead, and while I was sucking both my rapist's cock and his filthy finger clean of whatever he had collected, the other was applying his fingers diligently to my rectum, scooping up more of the same material I was currently being forced to ingest.
Now that it was clean, I was suctioning the first cock, being urged to put my mind to making sure that the teen got sufficiently excited to produce another ejaculation. God knows how many times he had already performed during this day. His partner was sitting beside us, grinning and showing me his filth stained fingers and making funny noises with his mouth. I concentrated on getting the first cock ready to empty itself into my face. The teenager finally pulled it free, slapped me soundly across the face a number of times and began to stroke his cock vigorously. Suddenly I was inundated by a series of spurts that poured from the head of his sex organ and splattered into my eyes and cheeks, much of it rolling down my face. The teen leaned over and actually placed his spewing cock into my mouth and urged me to keep whatever he had contributed inside until I was ordered to swish it around and then swallow it. He then proceeded to capture most of what remained on my face and added it to what was already within my mouth, cautioning me once more not to swallow any of it. The director was quite pleased with what had transpired and urged the other stud to get busy and give me another "cum bath".
I had to go through the same humiliating process of sucking the stud's fingers clean of my blood and other material. To make matters worse he insisted that I perform fellatio on him, despite the fact that my mouth was filled to almost overflowing with whatever I'd suctioned from him and his partner, plus the cum the first one had blasted all over my face. It would have been bad enough if that was all he wanted to do, but he also insisted on face fucking and throat gagging me while I tried to bring him to an ejaculation. It was beginning to get very hard to breathe from all the battering my throat was taking, plus the dehydration that was taking control of my body due to the hot lights that seemed to have been on for hours. In spite of the threats from the first teen, I started to choke down a small amount of whatever was floating around inside my mouth. This did not make the director very pleased and he said so in no uncertain terms. The second teen was now holding my head in his hands and doing what they called skull-fucking to me. Finally thanks to the urging of the director the teen finally summoned up enough energy to deliver an impressive amount of cum into my face and then scoop it from there into my mouth. Then the director had the idea of forcing me to gargle with the mess in my mouth and then swallowing it after what seemed like an hour of swishing it around.
The director called a halt to the taping and everyone but me took a break. Margo and Mabel got on the bed and took turns feeding me their rank smelling and acrid tasting cunts to swab and smooch as they instructed me on every move, threatening castration if I failed to follow their directions perfectly. I was on the verge of panicking and calling their bluff, not particularly caring any longer what the penalty for disobedience might be. After all, Lil would have a great deal to say about my fate once she returned the little teenager to this band of perverts.
Break was over and once more I was prepared to star in still another disgusting spectacle. My make-up was reapplied, more lipstick piled on the previous smear covering my lips, a thick coating of blush to disguise the whiteness of my cheeks, and mascara that gave my face and eyes a haunted look in keeping with what I was enduring. My nipples were twisted and yanked viciously to make them harden and swell so the rogue that was rubbed into them would accentuate their appearance and improve the illusion that I was a teenaged girl romping in this bed of filth. Then my worst fears came true; I was to do a scene with the other boy and the mongrel that was also making its debut in this type of entertainment. I blanched and did my best to get off the bed and make it to the door. Margo and Mabel laughed uproariously and wrestled me to the bed and kept me pinned down until I ceased struggling. To prevent another outburst from me, my ankles were tied together tightly, making it impossible for me to escape what was about to take place.
Just before the camera was set to roll, there came a loud rapping at the door. The sound froze the camera crew and the director, while the others got up and prepared to make their escape in case it turned out to be the authorities, as if that was even a possibility. The director called out to whoever it was that they were very busy and to come back in another hour or so. The rapping continued and I recognized the voice of Lil stating that she was returning the girl. My heart leaped with joy, perhaps I was about to be freed from this terrible nightmare I was living.
Margo got up and went to the door, recognizing Lil's voice. She asked if she was alone and seemed satisfied when Lil told her she had the girl with her. Margo opened the door just enough for the girl and Lil to enter. Lil blinked to get her eyes accustomed to the bright lights that illuminated me and my co-stars. As soon as she spied the dog, she began to cackle like the witch from hell that she was. When she finished, she looked around and said she had to have me back in the room in an hour or so since Roxy and Salvatore had called to let her know they were coming back and wanted to get me ready for something they had arranged for later on this evening. Then she paused and grinned at me before adding the death knell for my hopes of surviving without being raped by the dog.
"Is he gonna be screwed by the pooch? If so , I'll just hang around and wait until you get the scene done before I drag his sorry ass back to the room. I'm sure his bride and her boyfriend will get a big kick out of seeing all the doggy cum dribbling out of his torn up asshole." I thought I was going to faint, but unfortunately I didn't. The director shouted for quiet and the cameras started taping my ultimate degradation for all to see and enjoy.
I think I went into some kind of a trance, because I remember very little of the details of my fall into hell. I have some recollectionof the initial activities; the difficulty Margo and then Mabel had in controlling the animal, who seemed as disinclined to be a participant in this as I was. I remember it barking and even snarling as the women tried to feed its long, red,dripping cock into my mouth. I remember the terrible smell of its fur, obviously unwashed for some time. Then there was the pain that radiated from my anus as the teenage boy slammed his hard dick into my sore back channel and started to jackhammer it deeper and deeper as I screamed in pain. The director's voice got louder and more emotional as the animal still resisted the women's best efforts to couple with me in any manner.
The next thing I knew the dog was mounting me from the rear, its paws scratching my skin as it tried to gain a purchase so it could begin pounding away in the directionof my puckered and raw asshole, which evidently had been nearly destroyed by the lengthy assault of the teen's weapon. I was sucking the stud's cock, grimacing at the foul taste of whatever was coating it. Then the dog got lucky and punched its way into my stretched anal opening. The pain made me feel as if the top of my head was lifting off in sympathy. I was sobbing and begging for some kind of relief from the terrible beating I was now taking from the dog's hammer-like blows, each one delivered with a ferocity and degree of energy that could not be duplicated by a human being. The last thing I remember was gagging violently as the teen's cock forced its way down my raw throat, and the director screaming at the top of his voice to my assailant to stop his efforts to choke fuck me just as I vomited all over him and the bed.
When I awoke, I was lying on the tile floor of the bathroom, thoroughly soaked. Evidently they had dragged me into the shower stall and rinsed me off, then pulled me out to recover on the cold floor while they continued to do whatever madness the director was now creating in the other room. I got to my feet, trembling from the effort and the chill from being showered in ice cold water. I sat down on the edge of the tub and tried to collect myself before something more happened to me. I was still woozy and shaky when Lil poked her head into the bathroom and sighed in relief to see that I was conscious.
"Let's get out of here before that crazy bastard finds something else for you to do. Roxy and Salvatore must be furious to find out that no one's in the room. I hope for your sake that Roxy can keep him under control or he's liable to kill you before the night's done."
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