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CARLY'S STORY
Chpt. 5
SATURDAY IS A WORK NIGHT TOO
Saturday I awoke to the instant awareness that something much too big was
lodged in my rectum. I had stomach cramps and pain and realized that I
was trying my hardest to relieve myself, right in my bed, but that my
asshole was firmly blocked. I began writhing and moaning loudly, and
after a few minutes Raven appeared. "Got to go poop Carly?" she inquired,
and I nodded vigorously with tears in my eyes. "Well, sorry lil cunny
face, you know what you have to do first." I groaned as she took off her
shorts and climbed aboard my face. Spreading and lowering her asshole
onto my mouth, she declared "It's pretty dirty, I didn't bother to wipe
knowing you would be happy to do a better job anyway with your tongue. Am
I right bitch?" I nodded miserably into her ass, able only to catch a
breath here and there while I licked her asshole clean, hoping it would
be over soon and I could go potty. It took some work to clean it as there
was some matter caked to her anus, but I did it. Then she pulled her
cheeks wide apart and farted as hard as she could directly into my mouth,
and I felt and tasted poop as she shit right into my mouth. I tried
desperately to turn my face and spit it out but she covered me firmly
with her ass and massaged my throat with her hand. "No no Carly, eat your
breakfast like a good girl now." I began to gag but she kept my mouth
completely covered and pinched my nose shut, pulling up on my neck while
continuing to massage my throat. Despite my efforts, I felt the shit
slide to the back of my mouth, and then down my throat, and it was done.
"There there Carly girl, good little sissy. Not so bad huh? Now for
something to wash breakfast down." Knowing now what was coming, resigned,
I opened wide as she positioned her pussy onto my mouth and began to
urinate. I gulped and swallowed as best I could, losing only a little
down the side of my face. "There, breakfast all done. You can go potty
now too sweet pee." She un-cuffed me from the bed, led me to the toilet,
and pulled on the horsey tail as I strained to expel the plug. Finally,
with a blast of pain it burst forth, and I was able to finally relieve
myself. It felt so good to have it all out! "There now, feel better
Sissy? Don't you dare throw up, or I'll make you eat it all back down,
you hear me?" I nodded and despite a queasy, unsettled stomach, managed
not to think about it.
"Ok, up now. We'll clean it out real good so you'll be clean for tonight.
After all, it's Saturday, and Saturday is a work night too." I
contemplated another long night at the Ramrod while Raven prepared the
"clean out station," a bench that I would lay on while I was cleaned. It
had a gutter that extended and drained into the toilet, and I would lay
upon it for half an hour or more while warm water from the faucet flowed
into my rectum, until only clear water came out. "Like it Carly?" asked
Raven. "You paid for it." I shuddered, not only from the water, but at
the thought of what they were doing to my bank account. As I lay there,
Ruby came in and peed upon my asshole into the poop gutter. Rick arrived
as she put her cock into my mouth and began face fucking me, and they had
a casual conversation about sports while she thrust into my face. She
pulled out as she came, and she squirted a load onto my forehead, and
face. She put it back in and I sucked out the last of her cum and
swallowed it. Cum dripped down my face, into my eyes and I could only see
through a slit in my left eye, the other completely glued shut. She used
my hair to dry herself and hooking her fingers into my nose, she
addressed me for the first time, she said "Carly, whenever a cock is in
your mouth you make noises like it was the best treat you ever had, got
it?" I nodded, and lay there helplessly with cum covering my face and
water invading my rectum. The door was left open and people casually
entered the bathroom and left, brushing their teeth and other routine
tasks. Hunter came in and pissed on my ass, and brushed his teeth, but no
one else bothered to speak to me. Finally, Raven reappeared, declared me
clean, and ran my hair removal bath. So began my second day as one of
Angels working girls.
I was lying on my bed in a rare moment of idleness. I was prepared for
tonight at the Ramrod, that is as far as denuded and cleansed, and oiled.
Mentally and emotionally I could not bring myself to think about it, or
feel anything about it. I had on pink cotton panties and bra, filled with
the breasts that only came off once a week, for a shave and regluing. I
had on white cotton socks, folded down with ruffles around the tops. The
long blond wig, also permanent except for once a week, was brushed to
perfection, and put into a ponytail. Ruby and Raven appeared at my door
and instructed me to get dressed for tonight, so Hunter could inspect me.
I donned the pink too short babydoll dress, tied up the pink ribbon into
my hair, slipped into the red high heels, and followed the girls to the
living room. There we joined Hunter and Rick, and I stood there before
them, uncertain as to what might happen next.
I then realized that the object Hunter was bouncing on his hand was the
castration bander, and shock and horror flooded my veins like ice water.
Why did he have that? What possibly could I have done so wrong? Hopefully
it was just a reminder, and not meant to be used on me today. So I prayed
anyway. "Come here Carly," Hunter ordered, and trembling, I did. "Lift
your skirt and show us Carly," and I hurried to comply. "Now spin around
slowly, and show us your babygurl ass, sissy." As I did, Rick whistled
and grasped my bun, giving it a rough squeeze. "Very nice," he said.
"Pull your panties down Carlyl girl, and show us your teennie weenie
little sissy clit." Humiliated, I did as I was told, hoping things would
get better now.
But they got worse. "Come here little bitch, and put your little balls
into the rings." Tears sprang to my eyes, I shook my head, and began to
blubber. "What have I done wrong, I'm trying so hard to be a good gurl.
Please don't take my balls from me! Please Master Hunter." "Why not sissy
girl? You don't get to use them any more. You can almost pass for a girl
already, and they really don't matter much in our plans for you Carly.
Angel has left it up to me, and I say they go. Now do as you're told and
push them through the ring." Sobbing hysterically, I moved to him and
gave him my testicles, first pulling my scrotum through and then pushing
them, one after the other, through the painfully small space of the
rings. "Please Master no, I'll do anything, please don't take my balls!"
But he just looked at me as the tool sprang shut upon my poor bare little
balls. "I'll give them to Angel, she likes to keep them on her desk with
a picture of you with your name. It impresses her clients. Now run away,
little sissy. Go to your room. Ruby, Raven, accompany our little nullo to
her room and cuff her hands to the bed so she can't try to get the rings
off until time for work. Those balls will be long dead by then." They
walked with me to my room, and cuffed my hands to the bed frame. Ruby
grasped my dying balls in her hand and gave them a vicious tank while I
screamed in high pitched agony. "Something to remember em by, Carly gurl,
they'll never feel anything again in just a little while. No going back
from here fuckface" And they left me there with my balls dying, turning
first purple then black, hurting, then going numb and then beginning to
burn like fire, while I cried, and cried, and cried.
It seemed forever later, but I guess it wasn't that long, when they
trooped into my room, lead by Hunter. "Carly, here is the thing. We got
mostly good reviews from the Ramrod, they absolutely love your ass and
you suck good cock. You made Angel some good money. But some customers
said you weren't all in, that you were holding back and not giving
yourself to them completely. You even appeared to be disgusted, one
said." In confusion, I looked at Hunter through my tears. "The point is,
little Carly cockslut, is that there is still time to save those pathetic
little nuts you seem so attached to, if you fully understand and agree to
the terms of your service at the Ramrod, do you understand?" I didn't
really, and shook my head. "It means you belong to Angel, and she is
giving you to all the men there. You represent the goddess, and every
kiss you give, every cock you suck, every load you take into your ass,
must be done with complete attention, complete eagerness, as if you love
each of them intensely and are so grateful for every interaction, that
you give it your all to please them. Do you understand now?" Will you
agree to do your best all night with every person there, no matter what
they do to you or want you to do to them?" If so, I will save your nuts.
I said "Oh yes, of course I do, I will treat them all as if I am in love
with them, anything they want at all. Please save my balls and get these
rings off of me." They held my legs open as Hunter grasped my burning
testicles harshly, and he snipped the bands. It hurt so bad, but relief
that they might survive and the continued hope that I might again be
normal some day made me cry some more, now with gratitude.
"Now, get over it and fix yourself up for tonight. You call a cab at
6:30. Any confusion about tonight, my little cock whore?" I shook my
head, harboring no confusion at all about how I was to behave throughout
the long night to come. I lay there for some time, and then sat down at
my vanity to get ready for my shift tonight.
At 6:30, replete with my pink babydoll outfit, ball rope hanging between
my legs, and a pink leather collar, I called for a cab. At 7:00 on the
dot a horn honked in the driveway. As I hurried to the door, concerned a
neighbor might well be watching, Hunter held up the castrator and said,
"be good tonight Carly girl, no bad reports ok?" I nodded and said "Yes,
of course Master Hunter."
To my dismay, there were neighbor kids playing in the street a bit down
from my house, and all I could do was let my hair cover my face as I
walked to the cab and got in the back. It all came crashing in on me then
and I was crying softly when the cabbie, a Middle Eastern fellow I had
never seen before looked back in the mirror and said "Ramrod Club, right
maam?" I nodded and we drove in silence, unless he could hear my soft
crying in the back seat the rest of the way to the Ramrod. Too soon, he
said "I'm going to have to let you out here maam, I can't get any closer
than this. What is going on up there?" I looked ahead in growing alarm as
I saw the club was overflowing. There were police arresting someone in
front of the club, and more ticketing illegally parked cars. The parking
lot was full, there were over a hundred cars parked there. No matter,
there was no choice, no option for me. I shrugged at the cabbie,
producing the fare and tip from my bra as he copped a look down my dress.
And then I squared my shoulders and began walking, hoping this was not
going to be as bad as it looked.
I heard "There she is! Carly's here guys, it's on!" and "Fuck me first
sweetcheeks," and the crowd outside the door surged to me. Hands were
already groping my body, and I felt cold air as my dress was lifted up
over my ass. I was literally picked up and swept through the door, but
not before I caught a smirk from the face of one of the officers, doing
nothing to help me. I saw Rick, Ruby and Raven as they funnelled the
crowd through the "special theater " door, and I saw that a stage had
been erected in the middle with all manner of objects upon it. There was
a cushioned bench, a large "X" frame with rings bolted to it, a chain
hanging from the ceiling. There were whips, and straps, and huge dildos,
one as big as my leg.
Dragged onto the stage by my balls, I was roughly thrown over a cushioned
sawhorse, and my head lifted by my hair as a hot swollen penis was thrust
into my mouth. My nuts were tied tightly to the bottom of the sawhorse,
lube was slapped onto my asshole, and the first customer of the night
tore into my anus, raping me unapologitically. I tried to yell in pain
but my mouth was completely full, and an image of Hunter snapping the
bands upon my testicles motivated me to forget the pain, and try to
thrust along with my rapist while moaning eager happy sounds around the
cock in my mouth and throat.
The first load was blown into my already mangled anus, and I saw Ruby and
Raven taking a ticket from the man in front of a line that went as far as
I could see, though I knew the whole room was there for me. They had
tickets!
At this point Hunter untied my balls from the rack, and then gave the
rope a nasty yank, slapping them hard against the rack, which hurt like
hell. The crowd cheered in approval , and the rope left hanging there for
use.
The lucky ticket holder jumped to me on the stage, and slapped my ass
with all his might. I absolutely froze in shock and pain. Laughing
delightedly, he applied an even worse smack to my other bun, and as I
squirmed in pain he grasped the rope and gave my nuts a yank with what
seemed like everything he had. I saw white light and would have thrown up
but the man in my mouth unloaded a huge load of come down my throat. It
seemed he squirted five times. I was picked up by my hips, and a rock
hard cock slammed deep inside my asshole, tearing all the way to my
stomach it felt like.
Now I was being deeply kissed by the first fellow, and remembering Hunter
I kissed him back like I was in love with him and could not get enough. I
began to overcome the pain and moved my ass in tune with the cock,
thrusting into and grabbing it as best I could with my damaged asshole. A
great cheer went up as they both gave the thumbs up sign. I became semi-
conscious, drifting through the evening a blur of tastes and feelings,
sights and smells.
I remember some scenes in a night that stretched on forever. After taking
several men on the sawhorse I was moved to my back on the bench. Legs
hoisted on chains from the ceiling, the ball rope fed through a ring in
the ceiling and a 5 pound dumbbell tied to the end. Men pounded into my
exposed anus while others face fucked my head as it hung over the end of
the bench. I went without air for periods as sweaty balls covered my
nose, and engorged cocks pistoned into my mouth and down my open throat.
All my clothing was gone except for the collar, ball rope and bra holding
my fake breasts. I had to have my mouth and nose toweled off many times
throughout the night, as cum covered me from head to toe, and it was hard
to breath. At one point I was fastened to the cross with my hands
overhead, and my legs attached to my hands. The ball rope was tied
tightly to the cross above my head again, leaving me exposed and
helpless. Everything stopped for a minute, as the crowd just looked at me
there. Then my anus began dripping cum, and several men in succession
began pounding brutally into my tortured asshole, as if they wanted to
tear it apart In spite of my position, and the beating I was taking, I
tried to make appreciative noises and fuck back to give what pleasure I
could.
The men were very happy with me, and I'm sure I saw lots of them more
than once that night. I was slapped, spit onto and into, forced to kneel
naked on a stage in front of a crowd of jeering men and gulp a man's piss
as it poured down my throat. I was raised upside down by my feet into the
air and face fucked for some time while a large dildo pistoned into my
rectum. I was whipped, suspended from the ceiling by a trio of men who
were evil incarnate with whips, turning me into a bright red bodysuit of
fire. I was fisted a few times and I remember the crowd cheering to my
screams as the giant leg sized dildo was rammed against my butthole by
two men until my defences finally broke, and I cried, and I was sodomized
into unconsciousness for their pleasure.
I must have been taken into the other theater after that, because I awoke
there with my face down into a scree of cum, dirt, cigarettes and
condoms, face down, ass up getting thrust into by an unseen assailant. I
saw some shoes, and my mouth was open, dragging back and forth through
the scum. I was unable to resist at all as some more of them, I don't
know how many, took their turns fucking and unloading into my ruined
asshole.
Some time later, I awoke alone on the filthy floor in the theater, naked
except for the collar, bra and rope, and a very large dildo stuck inside
my anus. My legs did not want to move, and in spite of myself I yelped
out in pain as I attempted to rise. I got my knees under me but could not
work the dildo loose from that position. Using a chair, I pulled myself
to my feet on shaking legs, but still could not twist or bend to reach
the dildo. I looked around, but saw no sign of clothing. I took a
staggering step, and another, and then gravity took over and with a cry
of agony the dildo burst from my asshole, releasing a torrent of cum and
blood and whatever down my legs. But it was out, and felt a lot better.
I sensed the gaze of the cleaning man before I saw him, and he looked at
me a minute before stating "I seen some clothes in the theater, dunno if
they yours, but you gonna wanna get em and get out of here right now,
understand feller?" I nodded and started to the theater when it occurred
to me to ask "what time is it sir?" He spat tobacco into his bucket and
said, "bout 7." I almost fainted. Light outside. How will I get home?
Moving into the theater, I spied my dress and heels, but not my socks. I
found my panties, soiled beyond help, but put them on anyway to try to
stop anything from leaking, as if that mattered now. The cleaning man
repeated "OK, get out of here, now, before I call the cops." I begged him
to let me use his phone to call for a cab or call home as I had no money,
but he just pointed at the door and raised his cell as if to call the
police. "There's a payphone outside, use that." "But I have no money" I
cried. "Maybe a nice person will give you a quarter honey buns. Now get."
And horrified I stepped through the door into the morning sunshine, as
the morning traffic bustled along on the street directly in front of me.
I spied a cab parked down the block, and limped my way to his window.
Except it was a her. I begged her a ride, promising a fat tip, but she
took a look at me and said "you're not getting into my car, you filthy
fucking whore." Then she spit fully into my face, raised her window and
sped away. Lost, shocked, and hopeless, I sat upon the curb with my ass
in the dirt, began to cry into my hands.
When I looked up a few minutes later, Rick was standing there, and I told
him what had happened. He made me wait there while he went to the store
for garbage bags and I sat back down to wait on the street in the full
daylight. He returned, and made me stand there in traffic while he
covered the back seat. Finally he allowed me to climb in and I dozed as
we rode home. I saw several neighbors as I got out at home, plus Hunter
made me go around to the garage instead of into the front door. They all
met me in the garage and Hunter demanded "where have you been, why did
you miss your ride?" I told him what had happened, how I had been used so
badly that I passed out, and he grunted. "Well, Angel will be here
tomorrow to have a serious talk with you bitch, so until we get back up
and feel like dealing with you, you stay out here."
Ruby led me to the end of the garage, behind the car, and indicated the
old piece of carpet we used to stop the oil from the car from staining
the concrete, when I lived another life. "Lay down bitch," she ordered,
and I lay upon the greasy rug. She chained me by my neck collar to the
bumper, using padlocks she had in her pockets. I had barely enough chain
to lay my head down. She stood and surveyed her work, and frowned, and
then left. To return a moment later with my dreaded horse tail butt plug.
I groaned but offered her my ass, and she pushed the plug home until it
secured. There was an old blanket there that had been for my dog, which
she kicked over to me. "Sleep tight doggie bitch," and she actually
scratched me briefly under my chin and behind my ear before she left.
She left and I lay there feeling very strange. I hadn't eaten in hours,
but my rectum was a complete mess, and my stomach was really full of cum,
so I wasn't really hungry. My rectum was so molested that my plug didn't
even feel bad in there. I was filthy, and smelled like the floor of the
sex theater, but what did that matter? I had a lot of fear about missing
the taxi ride, and the serious talk looming with Angel sometime soon, and
I pictured the castrator, and feared for my manhood once again. There was
nothing I could do about it. I was securely attached to the car bumper,
and running would do me no good anyway. I would have to see what the day
brought, and hope for a good outcome with both Hunter and Angel on the
morrow.
I slept.
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