("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Beth's Not So Virgin Anymore - 3 by BroRicard (address withheld) *** Another chapter in the semi-fictional rendering of a birthday weekend for my then-girlfriend, Beth. In this part, she ands up having sex with bottles, kitchen staff, bums, a man and his 2 children. She also partook in the "art" of body piercing. All this, and she still said she loved me. (MFmf, ped, reluc mc, tor, bd, ws, bg) *** PART 3 We untied her and walked her naked, sore and dripping down the hall to the service elevator, still blindfolded. We pushed her inside the elevator car and hit every button. We told her that when someone talked to her she needed to offer her body to them. As the door was closing, she asked, "Why are you doing this? I love you!" We took the stairs and checked in on every level. No one was there except in the basement. Seem the staff likes to go there and hang out and drink a few beers. The door opened as we were looking around the corner and the 2 guys dropped their beers. One guy asked "You need some help, young lady?" She said what I told her, and they promptly pulled her out and bent her over a little dumpster on wheels. They were all rapidly dropping their pants, and the first guy stepped up and fucked her pussy, complaining how loose she was. So her went right into her asshole and finished. Then the 7 other guys all took turns with her holes, some cumming 2 or 3 times in the hour or so she was bent over the little green dumpster. One young redheaded guy said he had to piss and started pissing all over her back and ass. When he was done, he flipped her feet up and she went into the dumpster with a yelp. He shut the top plastic door and rolled her down the ramp to the outside. He pushed the dumpster around the corner into the alley and whistled, apparently a sign to the local homeless population that something worth "diving for" was in the dumpster. By the time we walked out the side door into the alley, a few bums had gathered near the dumpster. 3 old bums walked over, flipped up the lid and hooted and hollered. They pulled her out and she started screaming a little until one slapped her. She shut right up. They laid her on the dirty alley pavement and fucked her one after another, slapping her face whenever she screamed, which was only one or two times. After about 6 homeless gents had their way with her, they all stood and pissed on her. They picked her up and put her in a larger, industrial dumpster. They closed the steel lid and walked away. I heard her tears, and we walked over slowly. We lifted one of the doors and peered in. Still blindfolded, stinking of piss and dumpster was bad enough. But this dumpster had a lot of old food in it from the hotel kitchen. I am sure some was rotting and there had to be maggots and rodents in there. She started screaming once she realized someone was looking in, and we let the door close. About 10 minutes later, we opened the door and she had stopped making noise. I guess she was asleep. So I reached in and took the blindfold off. I took a lot of pictures. We pulled her out and she was still breathing, but must have been passed out. There was a nasty, slightly torn flannel shirt lying on the ground by the dumpster, so I put it on her and slapped her face a couple times to wake her up. She came to and each of us grabbed a hand and led her towards the street. Up the street about a block was a neon sign advertising a tattoo and piercing shop, so we headed there. After some coercion, she agreed to ask to get some work done. We had both her nipples double pierced (like a " " sign), 6 silver 12 gauge rings in each flappy pussy lip, 1 silver 12 gauge ring in her hood and one more through the clit. We bought a few silver chains to clip around her legs and attached each one to 2 silver rings in each pussy lip. When she walked or sat, her legs would pull her lips apart. From the other 4 in each lip, we bought and hung 6 ounce weights. Her nipples got the same style weights, but these were each 8 ounces. She had 3 pounds hanging from her lips and a pound from her nipples. With all the ring and weights, she gained about 5 pounds from the time she walked in until the time she walked out! What a sight she was. I took out the camera and made sure I documented the whole process. Every new hole, every new weight. We bought her a long white tee from the shop that said, "The Hokey Pokey gave me a new hole! Wanna see?" Nice. Very nice. We walked back down to the hotel, her clanging and banging and wincing the whole time. She piped up and said that I finally got my way... She had gotten her piercings. We walked her back to the ramp and told her to go inside and thank the nice men. So up the ramp she went. I guess I really had broken her. When they saw her, they yelled "Welcome back!" and grabbed her roughly. She screamed a little, as the weights were swinging. From where we were, you could see them hanging from her pussy. They took her shirt off and remarked for a while, then started pulling and poking in every direction. The sad part is that they all realized how worn out she was and they just played with her for a while. She didn't try to get away, simply let them have their way. One of them stuffed his beer bottle in her pussy, totally effortlessly. Another shoved his bottle up her ass, almost as easily. They led her to the service elevator and tossed her in. Neither of us saw what floor they pushed, but we hurried around the alley to the front door. We walked in and sat down in some chairs, like we were waiting for a friend. We heard the ding of an elevator and waited for her to appear. As she did, a man with 2 kids, a teenage boy and girl, walked towards the elevators and hit the button. She staggered into the scene and the father acted like he was concerned. Both of his children looked shocked as he grabbed her and gently pushed her into the elevator. We both watched as the 4th floor light came on and the car stopped. We both walked slowly to the stairs and then ran up to the 4th, just in time to see a door close. We strolled up to the door and listened. I heard a man's voice saying that things would be OK and the he would make sure whatever type of person she was, he would make sure that her life served an educational purpose. I could only imagine. We waited at the door until we heard a few loud moans of pain, then knocked. It was quiet for a few seconds, then the man opened the door. I told him that he had my girlfriend inside and we needed to make sure she was OK. He laughed a bit then let us in. What we saw was unreal. Beth, on her knees on the short-shag carpet, all of her rings and weights pulling her flesh downwards. The young man was crouched over, his left arm almost elbow-deep inside Beth's asshole. The girl was lying under Beth, almost in a 69, but she was too short to complete the image. The girl's right arm was all the way up to the elbow inside her pussy and she was punching repeatedly. He spoke loudly, as if he was on a pulpit, that her suffering was to be a lesson to all. I told him that her name was Beth, and up until a few years ago she was a righteous virgin. That seemed to fuel his passion. Beth was kneeling there, openly sobbing, her whole body shaking and the weights banging against each other like chimes from the now simultaneous punching at her innards. The man walked over and told the boy that her needed to put both hands inside, to touch her flesh and feel the evil. He said the same to the girl and they both did as their father commanded. Before long, there were four hands inside my girlfriend, her flesh being fondled from the inside, visible from the outside. The father told them that they had felt enough, and it was time to release her. They not-so-slowly removed their arms from inside her. He stood on the bed and pissed all over her, asking his children to release their bodily poisons upon this manifestation of evil. She remained kneeling there, knowing what was happening and not shedding one tear. He told her to get up and get out, and she did, passing us both on the way out, pausing briefly to look at me as if asking "Why?" She left the room and we watched as she walked towards the end of the hall, towards the stairs to the outside door. We ran downstairs and I pulled the Jeep around. Continued in part 4... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 57