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I was distracted by a noise outside my booth. I turned to see a very large, cruel looking man standing in the door to my booth. He was leering at me as he unbuckled his wide leather belt. I saw his mouth widen into a huge, predatory grin just before I looked down to watch him open his pants and free his cock.
I stared at his cock. It was easier to look at than his ugly, hairy face. And I wanted it right then. God how I wanted a good hard fuck from a nice big cock like his. But I tried not to let him see how much I wanted him inside of me. He has a very nice cock. It was big, bigger than Tommy's even. It would probably hurt me. I didn't care. I wanted it.
I knew, though, that to let him and the other men see how much I wanted to get fucked right then would spoil the mood. So I put on my best damsel in distress face and bit my tongue to keep from screaming for him to fuck me.
He growled, "I heard there's a horny cunt in here. How about it, bitch? You need some of this?"
I didn't answer. I know facetious when I hear it. And it wasn't like he really cared what I wanted. He stepped into the booth and roughly groped my tits with his calloused, grease stained hands for a moment. I groaned in pain. But I honestly didn't want him to stop. Not then.
Nor did the crowd watching from the other side of the glass wall want him to stop. They were cheering him on loudly.
I couldn't understand much more than an occasional obscenity. But it was obvious that they were urging him to get started. They were yelling at him to fuck me just as others in the crowd were cheering on the men who were raping Piper in the next booth. I glanced at the television on the wall behind the bar and saw that there were two men raping her now.
He released one of my tits and grabbed a handful of my hair. He tilted my head up and when our eyes met he asked, "Have you sucked any cock yet today?"
A huge wave of disappointment washed over me. I didn't want to suck his cock! I needed to get fucked!!
I moaned in pain and whispered, "No, sir."
I didn't think it counted that I sucked Tommy's cock clean after he fucked Piper and then I ate her pussy until it, too, was clean. If he wanted the correct information he had to ask the right questions.
He nodded and pulled me closer, attacking my mouth with his lips and his fat tongue. His tongue was as large as some of the cocks I've had lately! I was amused because I knew that if he was aware of where my mouth had been recently he'd be disgusted. But I wasn't getting the best of the deal here.
He continued to maul one of my breasts with one hand. He maintained his grip on my hair with the other. His rough grip on my hair was very painful, almost painful enough to take my mind from the pain in my breast and the most violent kiss I've ever experienced. I was beginning to fear that he was going to suffocate me. I couldn't seem to draw a breath.
But I survived the brutal kiss. He finally straightened up and spun me around. He bent me over and pressed my face up against the glass. Seconds later I felt the head of his massive cock trying to gain entrance to my hungry pussy.
I spread my legs as far apart as I could. I reached between my thighs to grab his gnarled cock. I guided the red knob at the tip to my drooling pussy and struggled to line it up.
He wasn't making it easy. He kept trying to drive his cock into me before I had it in place. He finally paused long enough for me to wedge the head of his cock into the entrance to my vagina. As soon as I moved my hand away he slammed his cock into me so hard I was afraid he was going to shove me right through the glass wall!
I screamed as that huge cudgel battered my pussy. But it wasn't a scream of pain.
GOD DAMN!! THAT COCK FELT WONDERFUL INSIDE OF ME!!
I came as he was starting his second stroke. I have been on the edge for more than four hours. I experienced a dozen mild orgasms in the bar earlier. But they were orgasms without a nice, hard, satisfying cock. More than anything in the world I needed the nasty old cock that was slamming into me right at that moment. I was cumming and cumming almost constantly as he raped me so deliciously with that horse cock of his.
I knew that in addition to all those ugly bikers my husband and son were watching. But even if I wanted to I couldn't hide how much I enjoyed this violent rape. I couldn't control myself. Not now. I needed this far too much. I knew I was out of control and I didn't give a damn.
After any number of earthshaking orgasms I was finally able to open my eyes. I saw the lust filled faces of the men waiting impatiently to fuck Piper and me and it sent a shiver of need through my body.
I glanced at my husband and son. I didn't see anger or jealousy. Not yet, anyway. I saw excitement and I saw amazement. I hoped they would continue to find this entertaining later, when these violent rapes began to get painful. Because I knew that they would.
I glanced up at the television to check on my daughter. A different man was fucking Piper now. Another large, ugly biker several times her age was slamming his cock into her and watching on the television as her tits bounced around like crazy.
I knew how much that hurt because my tits were doing the same painful dance, nearly slapping me in the face with each violent stroke. But for some reason it added to the excitement. Not just for the man raping me, but for me and for all those men and women watching me.
Later, that too would be more painful. But as the afternoon wore on and more and more men passed through this booth I'd get used to it as the rapes continued. My body and my mind would become numb as man after violent man slammed his cock into the most sensitive area of my body.
That would not be for more than an hour, though. I would be subjected to many rough rapes and experience a lot of pain before the numbness began to set in.
The rapes seemed to take much longer this time. I don't mean the individual rapes. The gang rape itself seemed to just keep going on and on forever. There were a lot more men here today, probably because it was a Saturday afternoon. But half of them were raping my daughter so I thought it would take about the same amount of time as it did last Wednesday.
I soon found out why it kept going on and on the way it was. The last time I was here most of the men raped my pussy. This time I was forced to suck a lot of cocks. Well, I didn't so much suck their cocks as let them hold my head and fuck my mouth. After a couple hours had passed, nearly every cock that ended up in my mouth had already been in Piper's pussy.
The men took great pleasure from telling me how much they enjoyed fucking my little girl. They gloated about how hard they fucked her and how much they loved her cunt while they drove their slime covered cocks down my throat.
It went on and on until I began to think that it would never end. I heard moans of passion and screams of pleasure from Piper in the beginning. After three quarters of an hour or so she became quiet except for the grunts as men slammed their cock into her. After an hour or more her moans of pain matched my own.
I heard her plead with them to stop several times. I knew she was wasting her breath.
Piper and I grew quiet at about the same time as our bodies finally began to grow numb in self defense. I cried out a few more times when the few men who decided they wanted their piece of ass to be actual ass forced their cocks into my back passage. On occasion I heard similar cries of pain from Piper. But the vast majority of the men fucked our pussies and then got in the next line to stuff their slime covered cocks into the mouth of whichever of us they hadn't raped yet.
I wasn't even aware of it when the rapes finally ended. Not at first. Two men had been raping me in tandem. The man raping my throat came. But he continued to hold my head in his tight grip until the man fucking me from behind reached orgasm.
They turned loose of my body when they finished using it. Without their support, as I had several times before, I collapsed. I fell to the slime covered tile floor; sitting in a puddle of the cooling cum that had been sprayed inside of me by god knows how many men and then drained down my legs to the floor.
My mind and body were numb. I didn't realize it was over until someone nudged me with the toe of a hard boot.
When I didn't immediately respond they drew their foot back and kicked me hard enough to break through the fog that surrounded my brain. That finally got my attention.
I turned to see Tommy looking down at me in disgust and shaking his head. He growled, "Don't you want to go home? Get off your fucking ass. All of the men who are still here have too much self respect to stick their dicks in you or your slutty kid. Your husband's going to take you home."
He started to turn away but turned back and said, "Don't worry about your new clothes. I'll take care of it."
He started to turn away again but I sobbed, "Tommy! I ... I can't stand up. I can't walk."
His eyes moved over my cum covered body. He shook his head and said, "Then you got a problem, bitch. I sure as hell ain't gonna touch you!"
I tried to stand up again. I managed only to pull myself up and sit on the small wooden bench on one side of the booth. I could hear Piper whimpering in the next booth. I knew she must be in even worse shape than I was.
I tried to stand up again but couldn't. Just then Craig came up the stairs behind Tommy. He sounded really pissed off when he snarled, "Get the fuck out of the way."
Tommy's eyes widened. I was afraid there would be trouble. But for whatever reason, Tommy let it slide. He stepped back and left us alone.
Trey was with him. Together they helped me put my cum encrusted blouse and skirt on. I sat on the bench and tried to regain some of my strength while they went into the next booth and dressed Piper.
I looked through the glass wall and out at all the men who had just raped my daughter and me. I didn't have a clue what time it was but the bar was still crowded. Everyone was laughing and joking and having a great time.
They were ignoring us now. A few of them watched in idle amusement as we struggled to get ready to leave. But most of them didn't even glance at us now that the gang rape was over.
I tried to stand up several more times while Craig and Trey were dressing Piper. I finally managed to get to my feet but I knew I couldn't walk through the store and out to the parking lot. My legs were like rubber and my crotch felt like it was on fire. I would have been willing to swear that someone must have kicked me in the belly. It hurt so much I couldn't straighten up. My tits felt like they had been through a wringer. The numbness was starting to wear off. I wasn't going to be able to hold back the tears much longer.
Craig appeared at my door again. He was holding Piper's limp form in his arms. He told me that he was going to carry her out to the car and would return immediately for me. Trey was holding the slutty new outfits she tried on before the rapes started. After Craig turned and headed down the stairs Trey reached in and grabbed the clothes I tried on all those long hours ago.
Our eyes met and I saw the hurt and the fury all mixed up. I tried to think of the best way to tell him to calm down, to reassure him. I knew that we'd be okay. Our bodies would recover quickly from this and I suppose that if any two females were psychologically suited to surviving this sort of abuse it was my daughter and me.
In a day or two, when the pain was just a memory, I knew from experience that the kinky fantasies would return. And with those fantasies would come the exciting memories of absolute debauchery and the knowledge that we could survive the sort of treatment we fantasize about.
I offered Trey a weak smile and said, "We're going to be alright, Trey. Don't worry. I've been through this before and Piper is young and resilient. She'll recover even more quickly. I know it was hard for you to watch. But don't forget, we fantasize about things like this."
I didn't mention that this went far beyond our fantasies. He didn't need to know that.
Trey didn't look convinced. He carried our new clothes out to the car and waited with Piper while Craig came back for me. I managed to get to my feet again just as Craig reappeared at the door to my booth. He looked even more tightly wrapped than Trey. I was glad that Tommy was no longer standing nearby.
He came into the booth and put his arms around me. I tried to push him away. I was surprised that he would want to get anywhere near me after what he had just seen and my cum encrusted blouse was nasty. But he refused to be rebuffed and I was too weak to struggle. I quickly gave up the effort. I decided that I'd worry about the niceties later.
I put my arms around him and said, "I'm sorry you had to see that, Craig. I can only imagine how you feel after what you just sat through. I'm more sorry than I can say. But please don't worry about us. We'll be fine. And please don't lose your temper. Try to calm down. Let's go home. Piper and I will have a nice hot bath and you and I will have a lot of alcohol and talk."
He chuckled and exclaimed, "You're fucking amazing! After all the crap you just experienced you're worried about me. Dumb fuckin' broad!"
I smiled because he said it with love. It was a huge relief. I was afraid of how he was going to react after witnessing some of the things I've been telling him about all week. I was relieved when I heard his voice. I didn't get the impression that he was going to throw me out of the house.
I was able to walk out to the car with his help. As soon as we were outside I asked, "How's Piper holding up?"
He laughed quietly. I looked at him. I couldn't believe he found humor in this. He grinned at me and said, "After I stretched her out in the back seat of the car she smiled at me and said, 'AGAIN!'
"She didn't mean it ... I don't think. But she had her game face on. She'll be alright."
With Craig's help I sat in the front passenger seat of his car. I glanced at the clock on the dash. I wasn't all that surprised to see that it was almost nine o'clock. We arrived at about two-thirty this afternoon. We tried on clothes for fifteen or twenty minutes. We spent the next six hours or so getting raped over and over by so many men, too many to count. There must have been at least fifty men in that bar, probably more. And I don't doubt that most of them were all too happy to take advantage of the opportunity to rape both of us.
The funny thing is that I'm not really sure how I feel about what just happened. At the moment I can't imagine ever wanting to do it again. But it was exciting in the beginning. I don't feel the need to set any records. But knowing how my mind works I can imagine being willing to do something similar again with a lot less men, and without my daughter in the next booth.
As sick as it sounds, being roughly taken by all those strange men, more or less against my will but in a relatively safe environment, and looking out at the large audience of horny men waiting impatiently to take their turn abusing my body, I'm sorry but even as much as I hurt at the moment that turns me on. If asked to do it again I would probably say no. However, the idea of being forced to do it, that's a different colored elephant altogether.
While Craig was walking around the car to get in behind the wheel I turned to look back at Piper. I moved slowly. My entire body hurt. Piper's head was resting in Trey's lap. She was watching me over the top of the seat. Our eyes met and she smiled. It was a weak smile. But I saw in her eyes that she was going to be alright. I was in a lot of pain. But seeing her, seeing how strong she was, that was a huge relief.
In a very raspy voice she quietly said, "For future reference, I think that was two or three men too many."
I said, "I'm sorry, baby."
In her innocent little girl voice she asked, "Why? Did you fuck me, too?"
I sighed and answered, "Yeah. I guess I did. If it weren't for me this wouldn't have happened to you."
She reached up as if to put her hand on my shoulder but moaned in pain and returned to her nearly fetal position. She sighed and said, "You did what you had to do. No one blames you. And we both know that the time we spent in that bar today and the first hour in the booth was exciting as hell. If you come and wake me up tomorrow morning and ask me, I bet I'd jump at the chance to return to that sleazy bar. Wasn't that hot!"
Craig got in the car in time to hear most of what she said. He shook his head in disbelief. He turned in his seat to look at her and said, "Sorry to ruin your fun. But I can promise you that's the last time you'll leave the house with that sick son of a bitch. You were never a part of your mother's deal with the devil."
She smiled at him. But I don't think either one of us believed he could prevent any further contact between Tommy and Piper. And I was afraid that if he tried he might get hurt, or worse.
We were half way home before I remembered that Kent and Sandra were coming over tomorrow afternoon. I was looking forward to seeing them again and introducing them to my family. But I was doubtful that either Piper or I would be recovered enough by tomorrow afternoon to play the kinds of games we had in mind when we planned to spend the afternoon together.
I thought back to Wednesday, though. I recovered rapidly from the last time I was gang raped in that changing booth. On second thought, there might be a chance. By mid morning on Thursday I was recovered from my first afternoon in that damned booth. Who knows? A nice hot bath and a handful of Tylenol and I might have an entirely new outlook on life. It wasn't likely. But I wasn't going to rule it out.
By the time Craig parked the car in our garage, Piper and I were both able to hobble into the house unaided. Piper took two Tylenol as soon as we got in the house. I decided to wait. I wanted to have a stiff drink or three first.
We made our way upstairs. Trey assisted Piper and Craig helped me into a steaming hot tub of soapy water. I shuddered as I thought about how much cum was on and in me. My poor uterus must be a soupy mess.
Craig left me soaking in the tub and went back downstairs. He returned after several minutes with two strong drinks. I sipped mine gratefully. But already I was starting to feel better. I wouldn't want to go back to that booth tomorrow. But maybe I'll be able to enjoy a pleasant afternoon with Kent and Sandra after all.
Craig sat on the side of the tub but it was a long time before we spoke about what happened tonight. I apologized again. I felt awful that Piper had to suffer through that. I felt bad that he and Trey were made to witness what all those men did to us for hours without end.
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