("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 - 5 by BroRicard (address withheld) *** The final episode, Beth gets to watch a little threesome lovin'. (MMF, reluc, mc, voy, rom) *** It was only about a half hour later that I saw the driver's side door to the Western Star open. In addition to the visible tears, the word "Slut" was written on her head, chest and back in large black letters. I should have thought of that. She walked across the Rest Stop parking lot in broad daylight, eliciting horn blasts from about 3 or 4 other truckers parked or pulling in. I reached over and opened the door for her and she climbed inside. 7 AM, southbound on I-25. It was getting early. My girlfriend was naked in the passenger seat, fucked by a dozen or more random men (and one woman!), her holes worn out and piercings a-plenty. I have to admit, I was feeling more love for her than I had in many months. She endured all of this and still said she loved me. She still came back to me instead of running away. A woman, broken instead of a man, frustrated. I have to admit, a tiny piece of me felt guilty. For about 5 seconds. It was about 45 minutes to get home from the rest stop, and she was silent. She fell asleep for most of the ride. When she woke up, we were just getting to the city limits. I asked if she was hungry, and she nodded her head emphatically. I asked if she needed clothes, mostly kidding. She said it depended where we stopped. I couldn't tell if she was serious, so I made sure we stopped at the Wal-Mart on the very north end of town. I told her that sitting inside the Jeep while I was inside was not an option, and she surely could not come inside with me. She was to mill around in the parking lot while I went and got her some clothes. She looked very unhappy. I opened my door and waited for her to open hers. She did, and alertly stepped out into the parking lot while quietly closing the door. I stepped onto the asphalt, locked the doors and closed mine. I started walking towards the store and I saw her hunch down. I told her I would be back as soon as possible. I walked inside, curious as to what was going on in the parking lot. I went to the girls department and picked out a little pink mini skirt and a white T shirt. I walked over to the shoes department and picked out a pair of 2" black heels in her size. I walked to the check out lines and looked for one with a guy as a cashier. I waited until the person in front of me was done, placed the items on the conveyor and sparked up a conversation. "How am I doing?" "Pretty good. I came in here for some candy, but I saw a naked girl in the lot, so I figured I'd buy her some clothes." The look was pure confusion. I wonder what he thought I said. He scanned the items and I handed him the cash. I waited for my receipt, and as he handed it to me he asked, "Where in the lot?" I told him where I was parked, then thanked him and headed out the door. I milled around by the exit, pretending to look at the vending machines. When I walked out, there were 2 Wal-Mart vests headed towards the Jeep. I slowly walked towards my spot and kept my eyes peeled. I saw the one guy wave the other one over. I stopped and walked up a few spots to see what was going on. She was cowering for a minute, then stood up and looked around. The first guy walked over and I heard him laughing. I saw him look around and then drop his pants and say something to Beth. She walked over and dropped to her knees. The other guy took out his cell phone and began to document the blowjob. It wasn't long before he was done and the other guy stepped up. He slid his pants down and handed off the phone. She began to go to work when I heard him say that he thought he knew her. He thought she was in one of her classes at the local college, which I am sure she was. She looked a little terrified, but the second employee was busy, about to fill her mouth. He pulled out after a spurt or two and let the rest fly onto her face and hair. As he was zipping up, he shouted out her name. She looked mortified. I walked over and tossed the clothes at her. She stood up and got into them as the two guys began to hustle for the door, smiling and laughing. I opened my door and got in. I unlocked the doors and she climbed in, in a way-too-short girls' skirt and a very tight girls shirt, showing her great boobs pierced and weighted. The chains and weights from her pussy hung below the hem of the skirt and dragged on the seat as she slid in. I started the Jeep and began to drive towards our house. It was about 15 minutes until we got onto our street, putting the time at about 9 AM on Saturday morning. Most everyone was outside in their yards. I pulled over and stopped about a block south of our house. She looked at me and opened her door without me even asking. As she got out, she said she would meet me at the house. She said this was the last torture she would endure, and that her love for me was beginning to fade. There she stood, tiny clothes stretched tight and showing her goods, piercings clearly visible and the word SLUT written on her forehead. I pulled away from the curb and into the driveway a minute later. I walked into the house, saying hello to the neighbor to the north. The college kids renting the house to the south were just staggering outside, recovering from the night before. I watched through the window as Beth walked up the sidewalk. Cars slowed down and most neighbors turned away. A young couple actually walked out towards the sidewalk to get a better look. She crossed the street a few houses down and walked by the college kids. The girl spoke up and asked her if she was OK. She said she was, and then I heard one of the guys ask if she wanted a little morning sex. She stopped and turned to him. There she stood, cum dried on her face and totally humiliated. She said "Not today" and resumed her path. The neighbor to the north said, "Hi Beth. You look a little... tired. Can I help you out?" He was a nice single guy in his 40's, but not much for the ladies to look at. Beth looked at me standing in our doorway and I nodded. She turned to him and asked him what he had in mind. He motioned for her to walk over, and she did. I cracked the door open and watched him take her forearm and lead her inside. I wish he didn't have curtains! I walked inside and fixed some breakfast. I ate it sitting in front of the TV, occasionally glancing up to look at the clock. I have to admit that I got a little concerned after an hour passed. A little bit later I heard some whistling and clapping, so I got up to look outside. I saw Beth naked, still with all the piercings, still with the words SLUT written on her, but now she was in a new predicament. The neighbor was walking away from her and her feet were off the ground. She was impaled on the top of a 3- foot-high chain link fence-post... the kind with the rounded metal caps on it. The fence was the dividing line between our houses and the neighbor kids were snapping pictures and applauding. I waited and watched as they walked all around to get a good look. The 2 guys actually reached out to her armpits to lift her up, and about as the post was dislodged they let go, slamming the post into her pussy further. Her feet were now barely touching the ground when they reached down and grabbed them. They lifted them up and splayed her legs almost into a split before beginning to walk her in a circle. They left her with one leg over each side of the fence, and I walked outside at that point. They slowly walked back into the house as I helped her up and off. She looked very hesitant to allow me to help her out, but she reluctantly walked inside our house with me. She asked if I could run her a bath, and I decided I should comply. I had gotten a lot out of her birthday and she had gotten very little. Well, at least nothing she expected. I was busy filling the tub as she walked in the bathroom. She had taken off the weights, but left the rings in. She stepped in the tub as it was filling and asked if I still felt the same way towards her as I did a week earlier. I had to tell her I didn't, because it was true. I explained that I actually began to respect her and cared for her more than I had because of this weekend. I filled the tub up and we sat quietly. After she began to relax, she asked if I was turned on by it all, and I told her that I was. She asked if I planned on putting the pictures on the internet, and I told her I wanted the story on the internet, as well. She let out a tiny smile and told me to go ahead, as long as her last name wasn't on it. So here is the story. I think the pictures that I took will stay on my computer for a while longer, but I am sure you will find some pics of her out there. Have I talked to our friend from the hotel? Sure. Like he said, he comes into town a couple times a year and we always get together. The only difference is, now Beth is a willing participant. But to make it all better for everyone else, she keeps up the act that she is being forced. The rings in her flesh have been enlarged and she now sports 0G hardware everywhere. The word "SLUT" is written in tattoo ink across her back and just under her breasts in 2-inch letters. I do so love her for all of it. I'll have to take some time out and write about some of our more recent experiences. Just imagine what two perverts like us can come up with, instead of just my mind working on it. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 57