Chapter 9

I went back and forth until the trunk was empty and after the last trip I started putting things away. I had just started emptying the bags and separating the groceries by type when I heard Nathan say, "What the fuck are you doing with clothes on bitch? I told you before, no clothes in the house. Christ! Did you really go to college you dumb cunt?!"

I stopped what I was doing and gladly took off the two little items of slut clothing I was wearing. Before I could start back putting the groceries away he said, "Bring us out a beer bitch. You have one too."

I opened the case of beer and took two of them out to the living room. Nathan and Terrill were watching my first movie again. I glanced at the screen and saw the loving blowjob I had given Nathan this morning being replayed. God I had been so stupid!

They took the beer from me but other than that they ignored me and I went back to work. I sipped a beer as I put the groceries away. It tasted bad all over again, but I soon got used to the bitter taste and looked forward to the effects of the alcohol on my bruised and battered mind.

When I finished I asked them when they wanted to eat and they talked it over and decided to go ahead and eat now. It was already almost five. It had been a long time since the half a hamburger I had eaten for lunch but I wasn't hungry. I wondered if I would ever want to eat again.

I fried up some pork chops and some home fries and dinner was ready in half an hour or so. We ate at the dining room table. Well, they ate. I picked at my potatoes and realized that if I actually ate I would get sick.

Nathan watched me for a few minutes as he ate and finally he said, "Since you aren't going to eat, go get us another beer and then you can put on a show for us."

I put my plate in the kitchen and brought them back a fresh beer. Then I stood there trying to figure out what he meant by a show. Did he want me to dance? I couldn't juggle, what the hell did he want from me?!"

He saw that I didn't know what to do and he asked, "Do you have one of those toys girls like that looks like a cock?"

I turned white. I almost lied. I had a feeling that he already knew though. He had been through most of my things before we left the house this morning.

I nodded my head and he sent me to get it. I went to my nightstand and dug it out of the bottom drawer. It was hidden under some old magazines where Dennis was not apt to find it.

When I got back to the dining room Nathan ordered me to get up on the table. I tried to figure out what he had in mind, how he wanted me to position myself and he finally just stood up and picked me up. He placed me with my legs spread wide around their dinner dishes and my head at the other end of the table and then he sat back down and ordered me to play with myself while he and Terrill ate and enjoyed the show.

I held my recently purchased, lifelike rubber cock in my hand and turned the dial to a very low setting. I started moving it over my breasts and teasing my nipples with it for a few minutes and then I slowly worked it down my stomach to my newly shaved crotch. I had shaved off a lot of hair this morning and I expected it to feel different now but it didn't.

I began to move it lightly over my mound and around underneath my slit to tease that sensitive place between my legs. I moved it back and lightly teased my pussy with it. I was nervous because of all the abuse I had suffered today. It felt good though. In fact, it didn't hurt at all. I was surprised that I had recovered so quickly from a gang rape and the violent sex I had been subjected to by Nathan and Terrill. I guess that little organ down there is more resilient that I would have thought.

It felt pretty good, but I was not about to have an orgasm. Laying there on the dining room table with my legs spread and playing with a battery operated cock in front of two teenage boys that I had come to dislike very strongly in a very short amount of time while they ate supper from between my legs was not a turn on for me.

I focused on the soothing vibrations as I eased the vibrator over and around my brutally abused pussy and it did seem to help. In fact, if Nathan and Terrill hadn't been there I think I could have had an orgasm, despite everything that happened to me today.

Unfortunately they were there and it wasn't just the fact that they were sitting there watching me that distracted me. Not long after I began vibrating my sore pussy I felt something being forced inside of me and I heard them laughing. I lifted my head and saw them taking turns dipping the pork chops they were gnawing on into my pussy before they took a bite.

I couldn't figure out if they were doing it for their own amusement or just to humiliate me. But then, that was really the same thing wasn't it.

They left me like that until they finished eating. They tired of dipping their food in me after a while but then, as they would finish with a pork chop they started inserting the bones into my pussy and leaving them there. By the time they finally finished their meal I had a half a dozen pork chop bones wedged inside my pussy.

They finally stood up from the table and as they went back into the living room Nathan said, "You've rested long enough, bitch. Get your lazy ass in here and suck some cock. Staring at your cunt all through supper gave me a hard on."

I reached down and removed the bones from my vagina and sat up. I got to my feet and went into the living room just as Terrill was starting the tape of my seduction of the fourteen year old from next door. They both took their pants off and Nathan called me over and directed me to stand in front of him. He had been lying. Neither of them had a hard on.

He looked at my pussy and leaned down and ran his tongue through my slit. He turned to Terrill and smiled and said, "It doesn't taste like chicken!"

Terrill thought that was hilarious. I wasn't as amused.

Nathan sat back and spread his legs and I knelt between his legs and started licking his cock and his balls. After a few minutes he lifted his right leg and rested his foot on the arm of the couch. He slid down a little in his seat and ordered me to make believe his ass was a pussy and eat it.

I didn't even look up at him. I just bent down a little further and except that I had to tilt my neck at an uncomfortable angle it wasn't so bad. At least he was clean.

His cock had just started to get hard while I was licking him but I guess he liked what I was doing because he got hard quickly once I started exploring his ass with my tongue.

After a few minutes he dropped his leg and then he ignored me and watched the recording of me having sex with the boy next door while I sucked his cock. My throat was still sore but much to my surprise his cock slipped into my throat with very little effort.

He may have enjoyed having his ass eaten out and he seemed to be impressed by my newly acquired cocksucking skills, but he had already had a lot of orgasms today and it took me a very long time to get him off. I was exhausted by the time I finished and my jaw, which had started to recover from all of the blowjobs I had given today was killing me.

I sat back on my heels after I had swallowed Nathan's cum and glanced over at Terrill. He was looking back and forth between me and the TV and playing with his cock. It was dripping lube onto my couch and I could only hope that he was as excited as he looked.

I moved over between Terrill's legs and before I could even start he lifted his left leg and placed it on the arm rest just like Nathan had. I didn't need to be told what to do. I got back down in that uncomfortable posture and ate his ass out just like I had done for Nathan.

I got the impression that Terrill had never had anyone do that for him before. As soon as my tongue touched him he jumped and exclaimed, "Holy shit! That's fucking hot! Damn Nathan, I didn't know how good that felt!"

He looked down at me and said, "Get used to it bitch. I fucking love that! You're going to be doing that a lot!"

He made me do it for so long that I was afraid I was going to permanently damage my spine. My neck was killing me and I didn't think I could keep my tongue moving like that much longer. I was never so happy to suck a cock as when he finally dropped his leg back to the floor and I could straighten out and take his big fat cock into my throat. Unlike Nathan he had really been turned on I guess because he came quickly and after he pushed me away I collapsed back onto the carpet and lay there panting from my exertion.

They sat there looking down at me and Nathan said, "She looks like she needs some more cock man. I'm beat though. I don't have another fuck in me tonight. Maybe we oughta call up some of the guys and have them come over. I hate to see her suffer.

Terrill chuckled and said, "I don't know man. Maybe we should let her rest up. She really worked that thing today. That is some prime pussy. You don't want to wear it out the first day."

Nathan thought about it and finally he said, "Yeah, I guess you're right. It isn't really going to waste I guess."

He turned back to me and said, "Okay bitch, that's enough rest for now. Go get us another beer and then you can clean up the kitchen."

It had been a long hard day but I would much rather spend my time alone in the dining room and kitchen than with them watching movies of me being molested for their amusement.

I took my time cleaning up the kitchen and doing dishes. I puttered as long as I could and then I remembered all of the clothes I had brought home this afternoon. I went into the back of the house where the laundry room was located and separated my new slut wardrobe and started washing clothes.

When I had been trying on these clothes in front of all those kids earlier I had just been raped by thirty-four men and the horror of my new life of debasement was still sinking in. I hadn't really paid that much attention to what Nathan had selected. Now, as I separated them into wash loads I had a chance to look closer at what I would be wearing in the future.

It was awful. There was not a single item of clothing that I would wear of my own free will. And some of the crop tops with the obscene sayings; I couldn't imagine where he would make me wear them. I suppose I'll be spending more time in the ghetto. Jesus, I hope so! I would hate to wear this crap around where people I know and socialize with can see me.