Chapter 4: Anal Dinner for Sluts

Eleven.

That was how many loads of cum that was currently in Kyra’s cunt and ass.

Daddy had chosen to stay in the gardens and relax in the sun, getting up to fuck Kyra from time to time. But in between, he let the gardeners, the housekeeper, the driver, and the other men have a go at her holes as well.

Kyra didn’t know what to think.

It was one thing to feel horny and like getting fucked when it was her own father’s cock, but within a day she had gone from freshly devirginized to a well-fucked cumdump. Her holes had seen more cocks in the span of one warm afternoon than she had ever thought she would fuck in her entire life!

“Nnngh nngh nnnghhhhhh~” Kyra moaned around the fingers currently in her mouth. The man fucking her probably worked for the mansion in some way or another but he didn’t bother introducing himself, just walked up and stuffed his meatrod into Kyra’s asshole.

The poor orifice was raw by now, puffy from all the friction, aching from the nonstop penetration, defenseless against the thick, fat, schlongs of the male staff.

“Feel that? Slut? Feel my cock in your ass?” The man let out a bark of laughter, pulling his fingers out to maul and knead Kyra’s teen tits.

“Tell him what you are, sweetie,” her daddy said from his chair. He was reclining, his cock hanging out of his pants as enjoyed the summer sun.

By now, Kyra knew what was expected of her.

“Your cock feels so good!” she whimpered.

The man groaned in arousal, thrusting harder into Kyra’s shitter and making her whine.

Next to her, Persephone was in a similar predicament. Her father had taken pity on her and removed her cunt clips. But he had moved the teen over to a fuck bench where her collar had been fastened to a hook on one hand, and her limbs cuffed to the other end. Her ass was pushed up into the air, exposing her gooey holes.

Like Kyra, Persephone had taken a number of men in her orifices that day, including Kyra’s own father who had brutally fucked the poor girl’s cunt and unloaded his spunk inside her.

But while Kyra had the dubious pleasure of cumming from time to time, Persephone did not. She had yet to discover the joys of being stuffed.

Kyra whined, conflicted. Even now, after a whole day of taking strange cocks in her cunt and ass, she could feel the lingering itch inside her.

Yes, having her holes split open by thick cocks hurt. All of the men were well-built, well-endowed, and none of them carried any sympathy for her poor abused pussy and anus. They fucked her like they were trying to hammer their dicks up into her throat!

But somehow, even after enduring an entire day of constant rape, Kyra’s body seemed to need it, seemed to want it. Her pussy was still glistening, greeting each fuckpole with a fresh gush of cunt juices. The walls of her pussy twitched whenever a man approached her teen slit. Her rectum winked and invited them to rape her even as her mind screamed and begged for mercy.

There was none.

“Sirs, I’m here to clean up the sluts.” The sentence was delivered with the driest of tones by the housekeeper, as if there weren’t two young teenage girls getting plowed by meaty poles right in front of him.

“Go right ahead,” Mr Gibson said, motioning for the housekeeper to come near. The housekeeper snapped on a pair of nitrile gloves and picked up a steel pan as well as a very slender pink silicone spoon.

The moment Mr Gibson pulled his cock from Persephone’s cunt, the housekeeper was there to catch the cum with the pan.

Mr Gibson moved aside, allowing the housekeeper to take his place.

The man regarded Persephone’s cum-coated cunt and ass with a smirk...

“Miss Slut, please push out all the cum,” he instructed.

“I can’t ... hurts too much!” Persephone whimpered.

“Very well then, I’ll have to help you.” The housekeeper pushed the silicone spoon into Persephone’s cunt without so much as a warning.

“AIIIEE NO STOP!”

Kyra couldn’t believe her eyes. The housekeeper was fucking Persephone with the spoon!

Schlorp SPLAT! SPLAT! Kyra watched in sick fascination as large globs of congealed cum oozed out of Persephone’s teen cunt and fell into the pan.

The housekeeper was SCRAPING THE CUM OUT of Persephone’s pussy with the spoon! Persephone was struggling with renewed vigor, screaming and squealing as the housekeeper literally stirred up her insides with rough circular movements, moving the spoon in and out to extract all of the cum!

“PLEASE STOP PLEAAAASE SIR PLEASE!”

Persephone’s cries filled the air, but no one paid them any heed. Mr Gibson and Kyra’s father were watching with great interest, looking more amused than anything.

“Okay, Miss Slut, time to clean your asshole!” The housekeeper all but chirped, evidently delighted by the fact that he got to tease and torture the poor brunette like this.

“NOOOOOOOO NOT MY ASS PLEASE I’LL BE GOOD I SWEAR DADDY SAVE MEEEE!”

Mr Gibson seemed to finally take pity on the girl, walking over to stand by her head. He gently caressed her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Persephone gave him a look of relief.

“Thank you daddy, thank you I promise I’ll be good I’ll take your cock well!” she babbled with gratitude.

Mr Gibson tucked a lock of dark hair behind Persephone’s ear, whispered “This is for your own good”, and pulled away. He motioned to the housekeeper.

“Scrape her clean.”

Persephone’s eyes went wide, unable to believe that her father had betrayed her like this!

“DADDDDDY!” she screamed, but it was too late and the housekeeper plunged the spoon into her defenseless asshole.

Glob after glob after glob of white gooey cum oozed out of Persephone’s abused anus, hitting the bottom of the steel pan with loud disgusting splats. Brown bits came out from time to time as the violent scraping dislodged some of the shit in Persephone’s rectum.

Persephone’s pleas died away, replaced with only loud sobbing as her asshole was violated in such a cruel way.

After what felt like forever, the housekeeper pulled the spoon out and straightened.

Kyra’s heart stopped.

It was her turn.

On some level, Kyra understood that it was futile to beg, that no amount of promises and pleas would waive the men’s desire to humiliate her. But somehow, the words escaped her lips all the same.

“Please please please mr housekeeper sir please no I’ll be good I’ll push out the cum!” Kyra babbled as the housekeeper settled the pan under her.

She clenched all her muscles, doing her best to expel all the loads that had been pumped deep into her holes.

BRRAAAAAP! BPPFT BPPPFFT!

Loud cumfarts came from her asshole and then her cunt. The men all started to laugh when a large jizz bubble formed at her shitter. Kyra’s face was red hot but the more she kept pushing, the bigger the bubble became! It was a testament as to just how many men had left their spunk inside her rectum.

Slowly but surely, she felt warm cum ooze from her hole, sliding down her heated skin to fall into the pan with a disgusting SPLOT.

“That’s a good effort but that’s not clean enough,” Daddy said, shaking his head.

Kyra shook her head.

“I’ll try harder!” she begged, but the tip of the spoon was rapidly approaching her cunt and then-

“AAAAAHHHH AIIIIIIEEEE!”

While the silicone spoon had rounded edges, Kyra was still oversensitive from repeatedly cumming throughout the day. Her sensitive pussy was weak to stimulation and the spoon felt like a single sharp fingernail scraping Kyra’s cunt walls. The housekeeper did it with such brisk and decisive wrist movement that it felt like he was methodically dragging the edge over every single inch of Kyra’s poor cunt!

Just as Kyra thought it couldn’t get any worse, the man angled the spoon upwards and scraped the spoon over Kyra’s G-spot.

Her vision whited out for a moment as a moan fell from her mouth. Sensing weakness, the housekeeper scraped that same spot against, angling the spoon to jam up against it.

“NNNNGH!” Kyra moaned as she came. Her pussy muscles flexed, squeezing on their unwelcome visitor. Her asshole twitched vigorously, in need of a cock to milk.

“That’s a good girl,” the housekeeper said. He pulled the spoon from Kyra’s cunt and then swiftly poked it eep into Kyra’s winking poopchute.

“Nononononono!” Kyra whimpered. Her mind wanted to thrash and scream and protest. But her body seemed to understand her needs. Particularly her innate need for cock. It was too much, just too much!

Her eyes rolled back into her head as her muscles started to contract again.

“Tell everyone what’s happening!” Daddy ordered.

“I’m cumming!” Kyra whimpered.

“LOUDER!”

“I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING. I’M A TEEN COCKSLUT WHO’S CUMMING WHILE A MAN IS SCRAPING THE CUM OUT OF MY BUSTED SHITHOLE. IT HURTS SO BAD BUT I CAN’T. STOP. CUUUUUUUMMMIIIIIIIIIIIING!”

She should have been dehydrated by now, having orgasmed so many times over the day. But no, her pussy clenched up tight and somehow still managed to squirt wildly as a powerful cum overtook her.

Kyra shook and shivered and trembled on the table to the sound of her father and Mr Gibson laughing. All the while, the housekeeper continued to scrape the insides of her sore shithole.

“This one likes having her shitter scraped,” The housekeeper observed as he finally pulled the spoon from her asshole and straightened up. He put the spoon into the cum-filled pan, then bowed to the other men.

“Sirs and sluts, dinner will be ready soon,” he informed them and quickly left.

Kyra was left, still shuddering through the aftershocks of her powerful anal orgasm. She looked to the side, locking eyes with Persephone. The brunette looked horrified and disgusted. Truth be told, Kyra couldn’t blame her!

Cumming on a cock? Understandable.

Cumming while her ass was getting cum scraped out of it? That was just crazy! It was a goddamn spoon! It scraped her insides! But it made her cum!

Kyra couldn’t believe it herself.

Her slutty tendencies were out of control!

“Let’s get you two cleaned up and ready for dinner,” Mr Gibson said as he started to unlock his daughter from the horrible table.

After a long day of fucking, Kyra was exhausted. She was hungry, her stomach growling from the measly mouthful of cum she had gotten that morning.

Her father took her back to the room and helped her to shower, soaping her up with his large hands and caressing every part of her body.

For about an hour, her tired body was given a chance to rest. Daddy offered her a bottle of water that she gladly took and drained to the last drop.

When she set it down, daddy was smiling at her in a strange way but Kyra didn’t know why. She didn’t think too much of it. After all, her whole life had turned upside down in only a few days. What could be considered strange if she had lost all her virginities to her dad and spent the day being raped by various men?

Her reprieve ended when her father grabbed her by the arm and led her to the shelf of toys.

Kyra didn’t have it in her to protest, not when daddy had already spent an afternoon ignoring her pleas to save her and instead allowed the staff to ravage her pussy and anus.

Daddy swapped out her pink collar for a dark red one and cuffed Kyra’s hands behind her back again. Then, when she was testing the give of the leather restraints, he grabbed her left nipple and put a be-ribboned clamp on it.

“AHHH!” Kyra squeaked loudly.

Daddy gave her a look that made her bite her lip. Then, he pulled on her other nipple and attached the other clamp to it.

DING DONG DING DOOOOOONG

The sonorous deep sound of a bell rang through the mansion.

“There’s the dinner bell,” Daddy said to Kyra as he busied himself fastening a leash to her collar. As much as Kyra hated everything that had happened today, she was really hungry and she consoled herself with the fact that half the people in the mansion had already seen her naked in the garden so it wouldn’t matter now, right?

Daddy led Kyra down to the dining hall where she had sucked his cock under the table that very morning. The other girls were already there, all of them cuffed and collared the same way. The only one different was Lauren, whose clit ring was connected to her collar with a delicate little gold chain.

Kyra couldn’t help but think that it actually looked quite tasteful, and wondered if the chain would look that good on her. She immediately shook her head to clear it. Kyra wasn’t one for piercings in the first place. She would never get her clit pierced!

“Men, masters, please have a seat,” announced a young man dressed in a sharp waistcoat. He looked to be a concierge of some kind.

Kyra was about to follow her dad to the table but he handed her leash to one of the staff. Kyra stared after her father in shock, was she going to have to starve? Did daddy not plan to feed her at all?

The man holding her leash - athletic with an apron over his suit - seemed to be a waiter of some sort. But why was a WAITER holding her leash?

Before Kyra’s mind could come up with any other questions, she was being pulled over to stand with the other girls up against a wall.

“We’d like to formally welcome all the new sluts to Mansion La Familia tonight by serving them a special dinner!” Mr Waistcoat announced. He clapped his hands twice.

From the doors, a large cart was rolled into the room, covered with a piece of shimmering cloth. The fathers oohed and ahed over it, eagerly awaiting the reveal.

Kyra’s heart was starting to hammer. For some reason, she had a feeling that this was going to be incredibly depraved and humiliating.

“For the sluts, Cream deLa Derriere, with essense of Urine.”

With a flourish, Mr Waistcoat pulled off the cloth, revealing a large clear bowl of faintly steaming white cream that had brown little flecks all through it. Beside it lay a large enema syringe and several bejewelled buttplugs.

Kyra suppressed the urge to gag. Was that ... was that the cum they had scraped from her insides?!?!?!

That was DISGUSTING!

Kyra gave her daddy a look, begging him with her eyes to please save her, but daddy merely smiled at her.

All the other girls were looking at the bowl with horror and fear. Only Lauren seemed to be calm.

She stepped up to the man, turned around, bent over, and presented her ass to the man, holding her asscheeks apart as much as her cuffed hands allowed.