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Corner-Shop Ordeal by Spring-Heeled Jack and Jill
Corner-Shop Ordeal
This story is for the entertainment of adults. Do not read if you are offended by NC/Rape, anal sex, verbal abuse, racial abuse or watersports.
Corner-Shop Ordeal By Spring-Heeled Jack & Jill
Part-1
Rani's husband Ranjit had broken his leg, so the running of the family's 24-hour corner shop fell to Rani and their brood of children. They had divided the day between the two older boys, with the girls helping on the tills. On this particular night Rani was minding the store with her 15-year old daughter, Manisha.
A large group of young men came into the store shortly after midnight and started to leaf through the top shelf porno magazines, commenting loudly on the assets of the models. They were speaking loudly enough so that the two Asian women could clearly hear the crude comments. Believing that they intended to distract the shopkeepers while their friends undertook to steal from the store, Rani left the tills and walked down the adjacent aisle in order to keep an eye on them.
Meanwhile, one of the men walked over to the checkout with a softcore magazine featuring Asian women. Manisha tried to ring up the charge but he wouldn't hand it over, instead he flicked through the pages and insisted on showing the pictures to the blushing girl.
"Is it true what my mate says, that all your lot are really tight, 'cos like, Paki's have only got tiny dicks?"
"Wha... what?" Manisha stammered.
"Is it true? Have you got a really tight pussy? 'Cos if you have I reckon I could give you a good stretching."
Manisha blushed with shock. Nobody had ever spoken so crudely to her before.
"Yeah," said a pimply youth as he joined them, "but all them birds in there are like, really hairy. I mean, who wants to fuck all that hair?"
Rani couldn't hear what the men were saying to Manisha, but she could see that her daughter was getting upset, so she hurried back toward the tills.
"Look, this one here's shaved all hers off. Hang on a mo', she don't 'alf look like her."
"Izzat you, then?" asked Pimple Boy, "Do you shave your cunt?"
"N... no, no I..."
"See, I told you, bush city. Probably got hairy armpits an' all."
Rani arrived.
"If you are not going to buy anything, would you mind leaving the shop, please?"
"What do you mean, leave? I was just talking to her when she starts telling me what a tight pussy she's got!" Manisha gasped in shock and Rani's mouth dropped.
"I reckon I'm owed an apology for being teased by this little whore." The man said as the rest of the group joined them.
"Please, leave." Rani tried to sound firm as she asked.
"I'm not going anywhere until she says she's sorry for getting me all hard and horny." He demanded. The two women began to feel really frightened and started talking quickly in Hindi.
"Here, none of your heathen lingo!"
"Please, I am sorry," said Manisha after a sharp look from her mother. "I did not wish to upset you."
"I'm not upset, I'm horny!" He pointed at the large bulge visible in his jeans. "It's going to take more than saying sorry to make up for that!"
"Please," interposed Rani, "take the magazines, no charge."
"Oh that's it is it, I'm not good enough for a Paki, is that it? She teases me with all her talk about how tight her shaved pussy is, and now you want to just send me away to wank myself off!"
"I haven't!... I mean.. I.." Manisha stuttered, and Rani was struck speechless.
"Oh, so your just said you shave your cunt to get him going, then?" said a fat man.
"Nah. She means she hasn't got a tight cunt!" The men all laughed.
"Makes sense. I mean, a girl who comes on to total strangers has probably had so many cocks inside her that her cunt flaps like a sack!" There was more laughter.
Rani was becoming frightened now, "Please leave us alone, my daughter has done nothing to you!"
"You know what I think," said Big Man, "I reckon she shaves, but she don't want her mom to know."
"Well I think we should have a look," said Pimple Boy, "Then we'll know whether she's a tease or a whore!"
"Nooo!" screamed the girl as two men grabbed her and pulled her over the counter.
Rani rushed forward to stop them, but another man caught her around the waist and held her tight, so tightly that she could feel the bulge of his erection pressing into her back.
One of the two men held her daughter down, his big hands squeezing her tiny, teenaged breasts, while the first man pushed up her sari and pulled down her panties. Two more men grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs wide apart to reveal the sobbing girls silkily thick, black pubic hair.
"See, I told you, Paki's have all got cunts like rugs!" said Pimple Boy, pointing at the black vee of her crotch, "Look, it goes right down her thighs."
"That ain't right. If a slut says she's got a shaved pussy then that's what she ought to have." Fat Man said.
"Well then, that's what she's gonna get!"
"Please, sirs, you have had your fun, please leave her alone. We won't tell anyone." Rani begged tearfully, desperate to protect her daughter from these monsters.
"We haven't even started to have fun yet!"
The Big Man disappeared into the back of the shop and returned with a can of shaving foam and a pack of razors. He squirted the white foam over the black delta of her sex and she squealed as he pawed her pussy.
"Just got to lather it up!" he laughed as he jabbed a finger into the struggling girl's tight sex. Rani kicked and punched at the men around her, she couldn't stand by and watch as her daughter was humiliated and dishonoured.
"Leave her alone!" she yelled.
"I think she's getting jealous!"
"Don't touch her!" she screamed.
Big Man left the girl's cunt and faced her Mother.
"That's all very well, but I've got this hard-on to deal with because of her."
"Please, don't hurt her. She... I..." she sobbed.
"Are you saying you want to take her place? You'll help me get rid of this," he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his massive cock. "If we let her go?"
Rani shuddered as she stared at the repulsive thing. It was at least three times the size of her husbands, with thick veins and dark hairs all along its length. The fear choked her, but the painful memory of her first time with Ranjit's much smaller penis, focused the terror of what that giant manhood would do to her unmarried, virgin daughter.
She swallowed hard, and whispered, "Yes..."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't quite hear. Did you just say you would strip naked and kneel before me and suck my big cock until I spunk in your mouth?"
Tears ran down Rani's dusky cheeks. "Yes."
"Then say it!" he snarled.
"I will... strip naked, and kneel before you and," she hesitated, "and suck your... your big cock, until" she broke down into tears, "until, until you, spunk in my, m... m... mouth."
"Then do it."
The men holding the girls arms grabbed her long hair and jerked her head up so that she could see her mother over her foamed up pussy.
"Nooo!" wailed Manisha, "No, no mamma... you, you can't... don't,"
"Shut up, slut!"
Rani slowly and clumsily removed her sari, and sobbed as she hesitantly took off her bra, releasing her heavy breasts. She coyly tried to keep them covered as she hooked her fingers into her panties. And froze.
She couldn't go through with it.
No man, not even her husband had ever seen her naked. Forty-five years of cultural tradition and inhibition would not let her do it.
"What's the matter? Shy?" Big Man sneered, "Why, your daughter spread her legs in about ten seconds flat!"
The men all laughed and Rani turned and looked into Manisha's eyes across her obscenely spread, soap dripping sex. She closed her eyes and pulled her knickers down.
The men stood around her and scrutinised her soft, full-breasted brown body. Despite her age she had a very good figure, lush without being fat and curving in all the right places. They pulled her arms clear and Rani screwed her eyes tight shut as rough and callused hands roamed over her magnificent breasts, pinching her nipples.
"That's the first step, now, down on your knees!"
Powerful hands guided her down, her knees cold on the grimy linoleum.
"Open your eyes!"
Struggling to control her breathing, Rani looked straight ahead at the giant phallus before her. It was longer than her entire forearm, and thicker than her wrist. At the edges of her vision she could see that several of the others had opened their flies and were masturbating their big cocks, but her attention was held by hypnotic pulsing of the big man's massive penis. Her nostrils were filled with the pungent smell of his unwashed cock.
"Now, suck it!"
Hesitantly, the older woman took the thick shaft in her hand and, after licking her dry lips in a vain effort to moisten them, wrapped her lips around the smelly cock. It was so thick that she had to stretch her jaws to the utmost to fit the huge thing into her warm cavity.
Not having ever done such a thing before, or even imagined it, she sucked passively on the man's giant tool, as a calf suckles at the cow's udder. Tears rolled down her cheeks as the humiliation of being made to perform such a degrading act, while her daughter looked on, threatened to overwhelm her. But thoughts of her daughter reminded her that she had to satisfy the racist bastard, and so she increased her suction.
Big Man pushed her away, "You're fucking useless! I guess I'll have to do the slut."
He turned away from Rani, pushing the naked woman to the floor, and jammed a thick finger into Manisha's soaped up pussy. The girl yelped and sobbed as he twisted his digit inside her.
"No!... Please no, no, I,... I can do it. Please, I'll do whatever you say, but please, leave my daughter alone... please?" Rani pleaded.
"Beg me. Beg me to allow you to suck my fucking cock. Convince me that you want to satisfy my every need."
"Please... I want to... I want to suck your cock, I want you to... to spunk in my mouth."
"Why?"
She glanced at Manisha's spread legs, where the bastard's finger was still toying with her. Instinctively she realised that "to save my daughter" was the wrong answer and she broke down into incoherence as she continued.
She said she loved to suck cocks, that she was a slut who needed it hard, and that she was a cheap whore who needed to serve men's desires, every crude, disgusting term she could remember or imagine she used in the desperate need to save her daughter.
"Good enough." he sneered and pulled his finger out of the girl.
The four men holding her let go, and pushed her onto the floor where her sari fell to cover the cold, sticky foam that coated her crotch. One of the men grabbed her by her hair and forced her to watch as her Mother returned to sucking Big Man's big cock with a passion.
Rani was pumping her face up and down him as her hands rubbed the length of his shaft. She sucked on his giant knob, lathering up and down hairy stalk with her tongue and tugged his foreskin back and forth with a driven need.
The man was surprised by the vigour of her incompetent ministrations, and had to struggle to suppress his orgasm.
She yelped as one of the other men, a tall scrawny kid, thrust a finger into her dry cunt.
"Man, you were right! These fuckin' Paki's are really tight! I'm gonna need some help for this or she'll crush my damn dick!"
He searched the shelves for a minute and returned with a bottle of olive oil. He poured some over his fingers and pushed them back into Rani, working the oil as deep inside the tight channel as he could reach before pouring some more over his cock.
With one powerful thrust, he rammed his long cock into the woman right up to the hilt.
She screamed around the gagging cock in her mouth while Manisha tried to curl up into a ball and close her eyes. The man holding the girl's hair pushed his hand down her sari and painfully twisted one of her puffy nipples. He pulled her head upright and forced her to watch her Mother being raped in her cunt and mouth at the same time.
Even with the oil, The middle-aged Indian woman's pussy was incredibly tight around the boy's eight and a half inches. Every thrust opened her more widely than her husband could ever have achieved. To Rani, it felt as though a babies arm was being punched into her. Big Man didn't take long to come with Rani's screams vibrating his knob and his white spunk splashed thickly over her dusky face. Scrawny Boy came into her pussy soon after.
They pushed her down onto her back and Fat Man jumped on top of her, crushing her with his weight as he stabbed his massive ten- inch cock into her oily cunt.
Rani turned her head away from her daughter and sobbed, desperately trying to ignore the pain of her brutally stretched pussy, as they each took turns to rape her prone and passive body.
Ten white cocks fucking her. Fat cocks, thin cocks, long cocks, but all of them big cocks!
The last cock was Big Man's, he had fucked her mouth and was hard once more. He angled his massive cock upward to rub his giant knob across her G-spot and he ground his hairy crotch into her clit, so that in spite of herself, her breaths started to come in short gasps.
A fiery pressure started to build in the pit of her belly and she bit hard on her knuckles to stop herself from coming. It was with relief that she felt the hot wetness of his orgasm filling her womb before he could force an unwonted orgasm from her. He prised his huge cock from her tight grip with a wet sound and the spunk of ten men oozed from her aching cunt.
She looked up at the bastard who had nearly made her come. The tenth man to have fucked her that night. Only the eleventh man in her life. And the only one who had ever gotten her close to orgasm. She rolled up around the aching void that was her sex and cried in despair.
The Big Man looked at Manisha's tear stained face.
"I still think I'm gonna have to teach you a lesson. Lying, cock-teasing, flashing your cunt at total strangers? I think we're gonna have to give your something to remember us by!"
The other men sniggered and pulled her back onto the counter and spread her wide once more, exposing her sex and the sticky mess of foam that was smeared down her thighs.
"You told us you had a shaven pussy, and that was lying and cock-teasing, and then you shamelessly exposed yourself to us. So your punishment is for us to shave you bald!"
"That way you won't be a liar, will you?" smirked Pimple Boy.
Big Man reapplied the shaving cream to her thick bush of pubic hair and, as the others held her down, he started to shave her.
"Now don't move. I wouldn't want to slip and cut something important." The shaving proceeded to the accompaniment of jibes and insults.
"Hey, that's pussy juice! I think she's leaking!"
"You're turning the little slut on, just look at her quiver!"
"Jesus! Look at her arse! It's like a fucking forest! Lather it up, you're gonna have to shave there as well."
The 15-year old virgin sobbed as she was shaved and humiliated by the cruel rapists. It did not take long for the task to be completed and the men all took a turn to stroke her newly bald pussy.
"Yeah, as smooth as a new born babe!"
Manisha shuddered with fear as their caresses stimulated her freshly-shaved and sensitive skin. "Man, she is hot for it!"
"She really is one cock hungry slut!"
She started to cry again as fingers pushed into her virgin hole, moistened as it was by the soapy residue.
"Please, you promised... I did what you wanted, please don't hurt her." begged her distraught cum-covered Mother from the floor.
"As I remember," said Big Man, "You promised to take care of this!" He pointed at his cock which was massively erect once more.
"You failed, so now it's her turn!"
"NOOO!" Rani leapt at Big Man and scratched his face before three of the men wrestled the naked Indian woman to the floor.
"I'll deal with you later!"
"He's doin' her a favour! You Paki's invented the Kama Sutra, for fuck's sake! He's like, teaching her her cultural heritage."
Rani could only watch in horror as Big Man, with only the juices from his rape of her as lubrication, forced his giant cock into Manisha's tiny, barely-developed sex.
As the massive cock disappeared, hidden inside the screaming body of her virgin daughter, so did the one slim hope she had clung to that she might sacrifice herself to save her daughter.
"This Paki is just too damn tight! She's gonna rip my fuckin' cock off!"
He grabbed the olive oil and as he withdrew the few inches he had managed to get inside her, he poured the oil over his blood-stained cock and the straining lips of her pussy and pushed it back in with less difficulty.
Rani was forced to watch as her teenaged daughter was violated. Deflowered and dishonoured by a rapist she had sucked off and allowed to fuck herself. Had begged to have fuck her.
Manisha's screams grew hoarse as she writhed in agony on a cock that was far too big for her childish pussy. It took ten minutes for Big Man to bury his foot-long weapon up to the hilt in the girl. His thick pubes rasped against the shaven skin of her sex.
"I compliment you, your daughter is an excellent whore!"
So saying he started to hammer away at the girl, driving the air from her lungs and making her pant as he filled her utterly.
"See, all you Paki women are sluts. You can't resist a real man's cock!" he snarled, "But I don't need to tell you that, do I?"
Rani struggled again but she was powerless to prevent the others from holding her down and pulling her legs apart to rape her again.
The shop was filled with the screams of Mother and daughter, and the grunts and insults of their rapists.
Big Man finally came in Manisha's vice-like pussy and swapped places with Pimple Boy, who had been holding one of her ankles.
"Oh yeah, she's a lot better than that old slapper. It's like fuckin' hot butter!"
The 'old slapper' was feeling yet more spunk shooting into her belly as Fat Man came. Rough hands forced her to roll onto her face and she screamed anew as oily fingers stabbed into her hair-fringed asshole.
Scrawny Boy sat on her back while one of the other men, whose cock had a freakishly large knob on an almost normal shaft, slowly worked his oily plum into her arse. There was a moment of intense, agonising pain as the giant knob forced its way past her sphincter followed by a sense of relief as it clamped shut around the narrower shaft.
"Oh man, she loves it! Her arse is actually sucking my cock inside!"
Rani gulped in dry sobs as the freakish cock thrust deep into her bowels, the giant flared head scraping over her membranes. She felt a desperate need for the toilet as she was rectally violated.
A tiny part of her mind was aware that a third man was now fucking her daughter and Big Man had wandered over to watch her being sodomised.
"I swear the dirty slut nearly came last time I fucked her. Roll her over."
The cock stayed firmly lodged in her anus while they rolled so that she was sitting on his erection. They pulled her shoulders back and forced her legs wide. Big Man rubbed his massive knob up and down her oily slit, grinding it against her pink clit under its dark hood.
"I know what you are, you slut. You love getting it from real men for once! I bet your Paki husband's little dick won't even touch the sides now you've had us up there!"
With one thrust, he rammed it up her aching, spunk filled cunt.
"I can see it in your eyes, bitch. You love my big cock filling your dirty, little Paki cunt!"
He started to pump in and out with a steady rhythm, taking care to hit her G-spot with each stroke.
"You're just like your daughter, now she really did cum on my pig-sticker!" he lied. The man under her started to buck his hips, forcing his hard cock in and out of her tight shit-chute.
"Yeah, your daughter is one seriously horny slut! With her shaved cunt and her hot little body, I bet she's fucked every boy in her school!" As he intended, the humiliation of the two women grew more profound with his every word.
Suddenly, he lunged down and bit hard on her nipple, eliciting a lusty scream!
"Your hear that girl," he shouted to Manisha, "That's your Mom cumming! She's got one cock in her arse and another in her cunt and she's cumming like a cheap whore!"
Blood trickled down her breast as he pulled his cock out and shot his milky load over her belly. Within a few moments she felt the strange sensation of hot spunk shooting into her pain-wracked arse!
Manisha meanwhile had had her head bent back over the counter and Scrawny Boy's cock was in her mouth, as the fourth man took his turn to fuck her cunt.
By the time all ten men had taken their turn with the girl, she no longer needed to be held. She hung lifelessly on her back over the counter, her arms and legs spread and listless.
Rani looked at her broken daughter and her blood ran cold. The full consequences of her defilement started to sink in as she watched thick gobbets of pink-tinged spunk being spat out of her twitching pussy. Every detail of her brutally abused and stretched sex was obscenely apparent. The smooth shaven skin was stained by her virgin's blood and by sweat and spunk, as was her sari, face and hair.
"What's the matter slut?"
Rani's eyes were fixed on the shelves below her daughter, where the spunk was dripping on the chocolate bars.
"I think she's hungry." said Fat Man. He picked up a slimy bar and, with difficulty, he tore the slippery wrapping.
"Is that it, slut. You want some chocolate to build your strength up for the next round?" Her eyes widened in shock as she realised that their ordeal still wasn't over.
Fat Man rubbed the Mars up and down Manisha's gaping slit, smearing chocolate over the rest of the mess. Then she yelped weakly as he pushed it inside her.
"Eat it."
Rani looked at him in shock, and then at the firmly wedged chocolate bar.
"I said, eat it!"
He grabbed her head and pushed her face first into the foul smelling crotch of her daughter. Another man grabbed her arms and held them behind her so that she could only use her mouth.
She knew she could not fight them. They were completely merciless, and she knew now that they were capable of anything. And so, though disgusted, she nonetheless bit into the spunk smeared chocolate bar and pulled it out by an inch before the hand on her head stopped her and she had to take a bite and swallow it. She tried to keep her skin from coming into contact with her daughter's as she performed for their perverted pleasure.
She continued in this way until she had eaten the entire chocolate bar from Manisha's pussy.
"Now I want you to lick her clean. Suck every last drop of spunk and chocolate out of her!"
Rani swallowed hard and tried to suppress her rising gorge. There was no end to their evil. Lesbianism and incest were the two most wicked things that Rani had ever heard of, but she knew she had no choice.
She licked her daughter's pussy.
The men all stood around and watched as she lapped at Manisha's freshly shaven skin. Their cocks growing hard as they made her thrust her tongue so deep into her daughter's cunt that her nose ground against the girl's tiny clitty.
Part-2
Suddenly they heard a car pull up outside. Four of the men quickly crossed and surrounded the doorway, hidden by the posters that covered the windows.
A moment later two women walked in through the door and stopped short at the terrible vision before them. They just had time to take in the sight of a middle-aged Indian woman performing oral sex on a young girl while surrounded by half a dozen white men, wanking their big dicks, before the others jumped on them and beat them to the ground.
One of the men nipped out to the car to check whether there was anybody with them, and returned momentarily, shaking his head.
They sized up their new prizes. The first was a short, solidly built young woman with very short, black hair and a nose-stud, dressed in jeans and black leather. The other was professionally dressed in a dark suit that was cut to flatter her tall, large-busted figure, and she had her bright auburn hair tied back in a short ponytail.
"Well, well. What have we here?" asked Big Man.
"Looks like a couple of whores working late." said Scrawny Boy.
"Nah, that one looks like a dyke. Maybe they're girlfriends?" said Fat Man, pointing at the shorter of the struggling women, whose name was Rhona.
"I hate fuckin' dykes!"
"No, no, no. They're the ones that need it most! Straighten them out, like." They laughed. "Let go of me! You can't do this!"
Big Man pointed at the two naked Indian women and the hefty girl swallowed hard at this clear evidence that, yes, they could.
"I ought to introduce you, this is Slut," he indicated Manisha, "she likes to flash her cunt at strange men! And this is her Mother, Cunt." There was more laughter as Big Man pushed her face back into her daughter's pussy. The two women watched in horror as he rubbed her tearful face over the young girls wet vulva.
"As you can see, they're very close!"
"Here, that one's got a load of condoms in her bag!" said Pimple Boy, who had been rifling through the handbag of the redheaded woman, whose name was Lindsey.
"Only whores carries condoms!"
"Yeah, they don't let you do it properly! Even though they expect you to pay them good money." said Fat Man. "I can't stand whores!"
"I'm not a prostitute!" shouted Lindsey.
"I reckon we ought to check, don't you?"
Fat Man grabbed her around the waist, pinning her arms to her sides while the others ripped her skirt off. She kicked and screamed frantically but she couldn't stop them from pulling her black lace panties down.
"I reckon these are the knickers of a whore!" said Big Man as he brandished the scanty lingerie.
They grabbed her ankles and jerked them high in the air, spreading her widely and exposing her neatly trimmed bush and shaven lips.
"See, only whores shave their cunts, you ginger cow!"
Big Man jerked Rani's face out of her daughter's slit, and said, "That's proof enough to convince me. Looks like we've got another whore for you to suck!"
"Please, please, have mercy on us, we've done all you ask, please, let us go!"
"You're going to lick out this whore and make her good and wet for when we show her the proper way to satisfy her customers, aren't you!" He pulled sharply on her hair.
"Yes... yes, I'll do it! I'll do it."
Rani knelt before the redhead and tentatively licked at the pink, freckled flesh of her sex.
Big Man smirked as Lindsey squirmed and kicked to escape the Indian woman's probing tongue. Manisha slid off the counter and rolled into a ball on the floor, her stained and crumpled sari falling around her hips. She saw her mother licking the white woman's pussy and wept with fear and shame.
Rhona watched her friend being plated by Rani with a mixture of shock, fear and arousal. Then she saw the dried blood on the older woman's breast, and the white spunk that coated her thighs and was still leaking from her cunt and arse, and all she felt was terror.
"Now what do we do with you?"
"I reckon that if she's a dyke then she's probably getting pretty hot watching them getting it on." said Knob Man.
"Good point, 'cause if she is a dyke, then I reckon that we owe it to society to teach her what a cunt is supposed to be used for."
Knob Man tugged open the struggling woman's jeans and forced his hand into her panties.
"Oh yes, she's soaking wet," he lied as he pushed his finger into her dry pussy. "She's practically squirting already!"
"I'm not!... I mean... I..." She stammered.
"Hey look, I've got my finger in the dyke!"
"Well then, we'll just have to show her what her proper role is! Straighten her out, like!"
They stripped the clothes off of her chunky body and held her down with her limbs spread, exposing her fat-lipped and hairless pussy. Knob Man picked up the bottle of olive oil and pushed it into her cunt and squeezed. Cold oil filled her vagina and gushed from her slit when he removed the bottle.
"See, she's juicing for it already!"
He rammed his freakish cock deep into her tight, slick pussy.
"I bet you're a virgin, aren't you?"
"Never had a real cock inside her before, I bet!" said Pimple Boy.
"Probably had hundreds of ugly dykes fuck her with their strap-on dildoes though."
"You're getting the real thing now! Don't feel anything like plastic does it?"
It didn't. It felt hot and fleshy and hateful inside her. It hurt as each big thrust ploughed deep into her belly and she felt sick as, for the first time in her young life, a man's hot spunk filled her womb.
It was withdrawn and another quickly took its place. She screamed and screamed as she was raped over and over again.
Lindsey had her eyes screwed shut in an effort to shut out the sensations of the questing tongue and the sounds of her friend being raped only a few feet away. And so it was that she was totally unprepared when Big Man pulled Rani away and hammered his massive erection into her right up to the hilt!
She screamed as her dry pussy strained to take something bigger than she had ever imagined.
"Now isn't it better without a condom?"
"Look in her eyes, she's loving it already." Lindsey's face was a grimace of pain. Her whole world revolved around the terrible violation of her vagina.
He increased his tempo and the burning friction made him cum quite quickly. His spunk was becoming watery by this time, but it still helped to lubricate her for the smaller cock that took his place. In comparison, if it wasn't comfortable, it was at least, not actually painful to the sobbing redhead.
The five men who had taken Rhona were now making the fat, weeping dyke suck their cocks clean. They had also made Manisha squat underneath her to suck their spunk out of her.
The last of the other five men was taking his turn to rape Lindsey while the blushing Rani sat on her face, so that the redhead could "thank her for her help in making her wet."
He finally shot his load and as they were about to swap victims, Big Man spoke, "I've had an idea. I think its time these sluts showed us how well you've learnt the lessons we taught you, so were gonna have a contest."
The men pulled the four women to their feet and stripped Manisha and Lindsey of their remaining clothing.
"Each of you is going to have to make two of us cum, one in your cunt and one in your mouth. The winner is the last to finish and the prize is this!" He brandished his massive, foot-long cock.
"Right up your arse!"
The women gaped in abject terror and Manisha started to sob again as the men decided who got to have whom, and where. Four men lay on the floor and the women were made to squat over them and the other four men took their places, standing in front of them. Big Man and the youngest kid watched.
Rhona had Knob Man's deformity to suck and an older man's big cock to fuck; Lindsey had Scrawny Boy's long tool to suck and an athletic youth's rigid dick to fuck; Rani had Pimple Boy's long shaft to suck and a youngster's thick prick to fuck; Manisha had a hairy man's large cock to suck and Fat Man's giant cock to fuck.
"Go!"
Rhona and Lindsey quickly guided the cocks beneath them into their pussies and began frantically sucking and fucking, each determined not to 'win' the prize.
Manisha hesitated in terror of the giant cocks she had to serve. Both of her men had only recently cum, and were the two largest cocks after Big Man's own. They wanted her to lose, she just knew it. She wept as she guided Fat Man's massive knob to her tiny, raw and torn slit.
Rani however, had decided that she had to 'win', or at best finish after her daughter. The prospect of being fucked up the arse by that massive thing terrified her, but the possibility that Manisha might suffer it scared her more. Besides she had been buggered once already.
Pimple Boy's cock was already leaking fluid and the youngster under her had not cum in a while so she took it slowly, trying to draw out the session.
As she bucked on the man below, Lindsey was guiltily aware of a rising arousal within her. The treacherous nature of her libido responded to the humiliation and degradation. Being used as a man's sexual plaything was the centre of her rich fantasy life, and here it had become terribly and brutally real!
For Rhona this was no fantasy, but her most feared nightmares made true. She desired women, and to be dominant over them, being enslaved to men's cocks was contrary to her nature and every instinct rebelled at the fact of her defilement.
Manisha was already in difficulty.
Her sore, recently virgin pussy couldn't accommodate Fat Man's massive erection and although she had managed to sink the whole way onto it, her over-stretched muscles had clamped tight.
She couldn't push it out.
Firmly wedged on one big cock, she struggled to stretch her rosebud mouth around the other. Her dry tongue lathered at its length, but she couldn't get it into her warm cavity.
Lindsey had already succeeded in making Scrawny Boy cum by tickling his knob around the rim with her tongue. Thin strands of spunk dripped from her face as she was circling her hips, grinding her cunt onto the athletic body below, and also grinding her clit against his wiry pubes. Rhona however, was too busy struggling to overcome her own revulsion to make much headway, especially with Knob Man's hideous tool in her mouth.
Meanwhile Rani was cursing as she felt the youngster shoot into her aching and battered hole, her slow teasing had brought him off too fast! Worse yet, Pimple Boy was showing distinct signs of imminent orgasm so she pulled back from his knob and started to suck his balls.
Her daughter though, was still stuck on the enormous cock inside her tortured pussy. She tried to bounce up and down on it, but she could move no more than an inch and it remained firmly embedded. She sobbed in despair as she returned her attention to the hairy cock in her face only to squeal when she felt an oily finger probe between her buttocks.
Big Man made his way up and down the line, stroking and lubricating their arseholes.
The second time he came to Lindsey she was gasping breathlessly and a fire was churning in her belly. He pushed his finger into her anus and she suddenly started thrashing in orgasm. Her cunt writhed around the hard dick inside her and the incredible sensations of her mind-blowing climax transmitted to the young man who also came, flooding her womb with his seed.
Big Man pumped his finger inside the redhead's arsehole for a minute until it stopped twitching. Then he stood up and said, "No surprise there, the whore is the first to get both loads. Shame really, 'cause she liked it so much she got an orgasm, too. So who's next?"
The next orgasm turned out to be Knob Man, as Rhona managed to find the sensitive spot under the giant flared head, where the foreskin joined.
Rani's hopes rose that she may be able to hold out long enough to save her daughter, only to be dashed almost instantly as Pimple Boy lost patience. He grabbed Rani's head and rammed his cock down her throat. He raped her face for less than a minute before he came.
She broke down in tears as she knew she had failed to save her daughter. She drooled spunk onto the man below her as she prayed that her daughter could make two men cum inside her. That Rhona would fail.
"And our second dropout is the old Paki, it's between Dyke and Slut for the gold!"
She prayed that the dyke would be the one to be sodomised by that monstrous cock. It was all that could save her daughter now.
Manisha was finally managing to ride Fat Man's massive cock, though it hurt her terribly. The giant tool was tearing her insides apart as she raped herself on it.
Rhona was bouncing frantically and incompetently on the older man's cock. Desperately wishing for him to cum. Wishing, for the first time in her life that she could make a man cum with her fat little body.
Big Man saw the chunky dyke collapse silently with relief as she felt the spunk spurt inside her.
The older man signalled to him, so he moved silently behind the young Indian girl who was bracing herself on Fat Man's chest and hammering her hips down against his, forcing his cock deeper into her brutalised sex.
Her eyes snapped open and she gave an ear-piercing shriek as she felt his knob push against her tiny ring.
"NNNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" she screamed.
"Nnnooooo!!" screamed her mother as Big Man gathered the strength in his hips and tried to force her tiny oiled hole to open.
Rhona listened to the child's screams with disgust, disgusted with herself for feeling relieved and glad that it wasn't her arse being forced to take the massive tool. Suddenly she felt a wet cock push urgently between her buttocks. The young lad who had watched their 'competition' was behind her.
"We mustn't forget the prize for the runner-up!" he said.
Rhona accepted the painful, unnatural violation of the youngster's hard cock almost gladly, as fitting punishment for having condemned the young Indian girl to a much more brutal fate.
It took every ounce of Big Man's strength to get past Manisha's virgin ringpiece, and in the end it was only when it tore that he could get inside her bowels. Hot blood washed over his cock as her screams were cut off by the hairy man's giant cock.
She started to thrash wildly and uncontrollably as she was driven beyond endurance and fell into an apoplectic fit.
She couldn't breathe as the hairy man forced his giant cock past her tonsils and drove his full length down her raw throat.
She lost control of her bladder and pissed all over Fat Man's cock.
She was pinned agonisingly on the three massive weapons that impaled her.
Big Man found his measure, and he started to fuck her ruined arse mercilessly. Punching his giant shaft into the steaming depths of her bowels and grinding his pubes into her ass-cheeks.
Fat Man soon came as he felt Big Man's pounding cock rubbing his through the girls thin membranes, but his erection was undiminished and there was no relief for the rapidly fading Manisha.
Three of the men had dragged the distraught Rani to the back of the shop and were entertaining themselves by forcing cucumbers and carrots into her sopping holes. They had managed to get one of each into her arse and three cucumbers and two carrots in her cunt.
The contest had been a special kind of torture, she knew now, to make them accessories to their own rapes. And it had been rigged for Manisha to lose. Her daughter had been given the biggest cocks in the knowledge that a girl so recently deflowered had no chance of taking them willingly.
There was no escape. They would do whatever they wanted to because they enjoyed torturing them.
Rhona was sobbing hysterically as she was being made to suck the foul-tasting cock that had just buggered her.
She no longer tried to fight these evil men, she was totally passive to their demands. They had raped her, brutalised her and made her work to please them, and she knew that they could and would make her do whatever they wished, whether she liked it or not.
Meanwhile the last three men were taking turns to butt-fuck the panting redhead. They had her on all fours and were teasing her tender clit to make her cum.
Lindsey's mind reeled as orgasm after orgasm shook her gorgeous body. The fear, the horror of what she could see happening to the girl, who looked as though she might be dead, were all making her body more responsive to their brutal domination.
She had to face the fact that in a very real sense, she was a whore. Three men were raping her arse, and she was enjoying it!
Or at least, she was cumming and that was the same thing, surely?
When the men dragged Rani back to the others, Manisha was lying in an immobile, crumpled heap with blood and spunk pouring from her shaven cunt and arse. Rani crawled over to her daughter's bloody body when they threw her down and frantically searched for signs of life.
She was still breathing.
"... momma,..." she whispered hoarsely.
Rani cried and hugged her tightly to her breast. So absorbed in her daughter's survival was she, that she did not notice when the men surrounded them. The first she knew was when a hot wet stream of urine hit her naked body.
They stood around the battered mother and daughter and, with their now flaccid cocks in their hands, they bathed them in their piss. Rani tried to protect Manisha from the men's piss, letting it run over her dusky skin, with her daughter cradled in her arms.
"I think we broke the Paki's." said one of the men as they started to dress.
"Who gives a fuck? They're only Paki's. Mind you, the girl was fun."
"And her Mom was certainly eager to please, at least to begin with."
They turned to look at the two naked and shivering white girls.
"What about them?"
"I think we should take them with us."
"Any particular reason, or are you just still horny?"
"Well the dyke does what she's told, but she still hasn't learnt how to please a man, or to take pleasure from the privilege of a real fuckin' cock." Rhona started to cry, when they had dressed she had hoped the ordeal was over, but now it seemed they were to remain in their clutches.
"Not a problem for the whore, we couldn't stop her from cumming once she got goin'."
"Did you see how much she loves it up the ass! She is one seriously dirty fuckin' whore!"
"She'd make a good example for the dyke. Show her how a woman ought to behave when she's got a big dick inside her!"
"She's a natural sex-slave! And the dyke deserves to be punished for her crime!"
"That's settled then. You'd better tie them up. I'll get the money and the security tape."
The men scoured the shop and returned with a couple of apples and bundle of brown tape. They used the tape to bind their wrists together and shoved the apples into their mouths, wrapping tape around their heads to hold them in place as gags. Then more tape to blindfold them.
"Hang on a mo'" said Pimple Boy, "I've had an idea!"
They heard him rush back amongst the shelves and quickly return. There were muffled laughs as the girls had their legs pulled open.
The next thing they knew was when a cold cucumber was rammed up each of their arseholes! Another swiftly followed into each of their much-abused pussies, and then more tape was used to hold them inside.
They bound their ankles together and then wrapped tape seemingly at random around their limbs and bodies, every movement painfully jiggling the embedded vegetables. Then they were lifted bodily, carried out of the store and thrown into the back of a van.
The men left the weeping Indian's on the floor of the shop and having ransacked the shop and stolen every thing they wanted. One of them took the women's car and they drove away with their new sex-slaves.
Epilogue
Rani was in hospital for five days, Manisha was inside for nearly a month, just recovering from her massive internal injuries. Rani had no choice but to admit that they had been raped but had refused to give any details, so ashamed and guilty did she feel.
Once she was conscious, Manisha claimed to recall nothing of her ordeal, but the family tried to make her remember. They were angry and frustrated, and refused to believe that they had had no choice. The poor women had been dishonoured and defiled and now they were ignored by their family and shunned by their friends and neighbours.
Eventually, Rani could not take the unspoken insults of the family, the casual and violent rapes of her husband ("because obviously that was the way she liked it") and left. As an undutiful and dishonoured wife, no-one within her own community would employ her. When she had exhausted her meagre resources, she was thrown out on the street.
She faced the prospect of sleeping on the streets when she was propositioned by a middle-aged white man. She had no money and no home and so, in defeat, Rani accepted. After all, nothing that might happen to her could be worse than she had already suffered.
He bundled her into the back of his car and paid her thirty pounds for a blow-job. She learned that he was in town for a conference and so offered to spend the whole night with him in his hotel for another seventy pounds.
And so she ended up working the streets as a common prostitute, with a shaven pussy, fucking and sucking strangers for cash.
The forty-six year old Indian whore worked every waking hour of the day and night, and with her willingness to do anything demanded of her, no matter how sick or depraved, she made more money in three months than her husband's shop made in an entire year.
Manisha slowly rebuilt her life to some semblance of normality, although without the support of her family but under their control, normality was reduced to school, household chores and dinner, followed by banishment to her room.
After her mother left this would be followed by a visit by her father. 'To make use of her for the only thing she was good for.'
Within a few weeks, she started to receive visits from her brothers too.
The boys in school flocked around her, having heard that she was easy, and they would make her suck their cocks behind the bike-sheds during break-times. Spending her days sucking white boys cocks, and her nights fucking her father and brothers, she was being screwed as often as her prostitute mother. But without being paid.
She was so sunk in her misery as she walked home one day, that she didn't notice the van that drew alongside her.
Hands suddenly grabbed her and she was dragged into the van, a hard plastic ball was pushed into her mouth and the gags leather straps were buckled around the back of her head.
She looked up. Into the face of Big Man.
He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his huge cock.
"Hello Slut, I'm sure you remember this! And Dyke and Whore of course," he pointed to the two white women that were holding her down.
They were both naked but for thick leather cuffs around their wrists and ankles, and there were heavy gold rings pierced through their noses, nipples and their long, stretched and shaven pussy lips!
"As you can see, even Dyke here now understands her proper place." He reached over and pushed a finger into her distorted cunt. Her chunky body shivered and she mewled like a kitten.
Big Man held up his finger which was coated with the evidence of Rhona's arousal.
"I've decided that you were such an eager slut, that after some training, your proper place will be with us!"
Rhona eagerly pulled Manisha's school skirt up to her waist as the van started moving.
"As of this moment, this," he tugged on her regrown pubic hair and pushed his slimy finger into her whore hole, "belongs to me!"
The two white slave-girls sucked on her titties as she was made to take his thirteen inches. Her muffled screams were drowned out by the noise of the engine as she was driven to her new life.
As a Sex-Slave!
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