Ms. Americana story this time. I’m still experimenting
with different form of stories, plots etc, searching for the formula that fits
me the most. If you have any thoughts, don’t be afraid to write at: pralat666@yahoo.com
Ms. Americana belongs to Mr. X
Ms. Americana: A slut is born
Ms. Americana almost finished her usual night patrol
through the Delta City. She kicked some pimps and criminals, saved two innocent
girls from rape and found a hideout of the famous bank robbers. It was fruitful
night and Brenda was happy. Helping people was not only her job, it was her
passion. She just wanted to return home, took a long, hot bath and then long
sleep in her comfortable bed, when she heard screams coming out of the backstreet
she was passing by.
She runs into the backstreet to discover the source of
screams. Few punks gathered around someone who was lying on earth. They were
kicking him with their booted legs, insulting and calling scum and shit. No
matter, what was their reason, Ms. Americana couldn’t let them beat their
victim, and it wasn’t fair. She struck her usual, heroine pose with her hands
on her hips and opens her mouth.
- Fun is over, kids. Get out of here, or I’ll kick
your sorry asses out of the city.
Punks turned to her. They looked at the famous heroine
and crime fighter with a fear. They heard much about her, too much to know that
they were no match for her.
- Run, guys! This bitch is dangerous! – shout one of
them and they quickly disappeared in the shadows of the backstreet. Americana
smiled and came close to their victim. It was young boy dressed in leather
jacket and black trousers. He had typical punk haircut. It seems that he was
member of the gang. Brenda sighed; she knew that he wasn’t probably innocent.
Gangs were fighting against each other, for space, drugs, money and other
things.
While she was kneeling under the beaten boy, checking
his wounds, Punks were starring at her from the depths of the backstreet. She
seemed to be absolutely concentrated on their victim, in the pale light of
street lantern her semi nude body shone gloriously. Finally, one the punks, Latino
looking boy with long, brown hair approached her. He removed his boots so she
didn’t hear while he was coming. When she discovered, it was too late.
Empty bottle struck her head. Brenda cried from pain
and fall on the boy she was checking. Her wounds wasn’t fatal, as long as she
had her power belt it was impossible to hurt her dangerously. As long…she told
about it in few interviews, so it wasn’t a secret. Boy who struck her with a
bottle, quickly reached for her power belt, undoing it from her before she was
able to resist.
- Give it to me, now! – She cried as she rose, but in
the answer boy run away into the shadow.
- I got it! Get’er guys! – He shouted loudly and in
the answer group of the punks walked from the darkness, approaching Brenda.
They knew that she was now normal woman, without any special abilities.
- Listen, we can talk about it… - she tried to buy
some time, when suddenly hard fist punched her stomach. Air left her, as she tried to avoid
another punches. But she was on the loosen position. Another fist smashed her
jaw, she fell on earth with cry of pain, blood was dripping out of her mouth.
Punks didn’t waste the time; they attacked her all together, pulling her arms
and legs, stretching them wide. They began to run their hands
over the defenseless body lying on the cold earth. Her scanty outfit was
quickly removed and someone, but in hurry they left her mask on her face, someone
was mashing her breasts with his brutal hands, pinching and twisting her poor
nipples.
- Yearrrggh! No, no! Oh please doonntgmmmphmm!!!
- Another punk grabbed her black, long
her and forced his cock into her mouth, ordering her to suck. Crying from pain,
she could only lick his manhood, tasting his precum on her tongue. It was the
time when first dick parted her pussy lips.
- Mghmmm…gdnnnnoo…. – she moaned as the large manhood
went into her pussy, fucking her with raw, animal power. She was jumping under his thrusts as the man in her
mouth came, filling her with his semen and forcing to drink everything. When he
finished oral rape, another man cupped her buttocks, parting them with his
finger.
- No, not there!!! – She
cried in hysteria as his fat cock went between her ass cheeks. Tears, mixed
with sperm, were running down her face as her luscious ass was hammered by
punk’s rod.
Boys were raping her for hours, fucking all her orifices.
Brenda drunk gallons of sperm and accepted another gallons in her pussy and
ass. Sperm was leaking out of her when last of the guys sprayed her face with
his semen. Last of her rapists shoot rest of his load into her
face, wipe it with her hair and kicked her belly. She vomited with cum she
drank all night and passed out. But they didn’t let her sleep.
- Give her
something to eat – proposed one of punks – I bet she’s starving.
They took a trash can and forced her to eat everything
they found there.
- Mghmmm…no...mmghmm...glbbrbb…bluerg… - she protested
as rotten tomato was pushed into her mouth. Then they keep her mouth closed,
giving her no chance to spit it out. She chewed it slowly, and then swallowed
with visible disgust. Then they found a pack of old dog food. Piece by piece,
she had to chew each part, then bit into pieces and swallow. Taste was
horrible, but she couldn’t resist. Piece of green meat was her next dish.
Brenda almost vomited the rotten meat but finally swallow it all. With their
loud laughter around, she was eating everything they gave her – old fish, piece
of rotten pizza and more. Her belly was completely filled with this disgusting
stuff. At the end, they whipped her panties with their semen, torn them into
pieces and gave her to eat too.
- She’s thirsty – said another punk, producing a
bottle of cheap wine. He opened it and pushed it into Americana’s mouth.
- Mghmmm…glob, glob, glob… – no matter how good she
knew what alcohol will do with her, she had to drink the booze. Alcohol was
running down her chin, because she couldn’t drink it all. When he let her to
stop, bottle was empty in ¾. Her stare was now cloudy and misty. While drinking
she was kneeling, but now even this position was too hard for her, with loud “splat!”
she fell on earth, breathing slowly and murmuring words unable to understand.
- What’s up with this bitch? – asked one of them as
they gathered around fallen heroine. Their cum, mixed with trash, covered her
body and dripped out of her holes. Her breasts, especially her nipples were red
thanks to their teeth. Brenda wasn’t sure what’s happening to her, she was in drunken
stupor.
- My girl’s bro was caught by this ho year ago – said
brow skinned boy – They get him 10 years behind the bars. I bet she would love
to put her hands on this shit – he pointed defeated heroine – I tell you,
she’ll give her hell.
***
Brenda groaned as she fluttered her long, dark hair
and tried to stand up. She was locked inside an iron stocks, her head and slack
hands trapped within the bondage device. Caught heroine tried to cry out, but a
ball gag was stuffed between her full, red lips, it muffled all Americana's
protests and cries. She was nude, save to her mask. In front of her stood young
girl.
- Hello, slut – said a girl while approaching bound
heroine. She had short, black miniskirt, fishnet stockings and white blouse. On
her hands were two shinning gauntlets. Her short hair was platinum white. As
she came close to Americana, without any word she hit her face with open palm,
leaving red, painful mark on Brenda’s cheek.
- I heard Joe and his boys were fucking you for good
few hours. Threat it as good fun. I heard they even feed you, you were eating dog food and some rotten
shit, right? You might hate them now, whore, but I swear, when I finish with
you, you’ll be thinking that they were merciful. Do now – she accented “not” –
expect any mercy from me. You throw my brother into the jail, he going to lost
ten years of his life because of you. I’ll make you – she finished with
sadistic smile that made Americana’s mind screaming from fear. She knew that
this girl might be much more dangerous than these freaks.
- You have big ass, bitch, guys told me that they
fucked it rough, but I guess it will hurt you to add something – girl took
a wooden paddle and brought it to
heroine's ass. Brenda cried into the gag as her both asscheeks were hit by
paddle. She couldn’t see it but she could imagine red bruises on her alabaster
skin.
- Umghhhh! – She cried again as a girl was punishing
her ass. Her saliva began to gather inside her mouth. Her muffled cries made
her situation only worst, girl started to use a paddle with bigger strength,
making her tormented ass completely red. Then she took a paddle away and
replaced with a whip. Ms. Americana couldn’t say a word but she begun to turn
her head in wordless begs. Her tormentor smiled and raised her hand.
- Smack! – Whip cut the air and bit Americana’s skin,
causing her to cry louder. Girl doubled her effort with next hit, aiming
heroine’s legs, thigh, pussy and breasts. Red lines were slowly appearing all
over her body. “Smack, smack, smack!” – Without any warning, thin whip was
causing her to wiggle in her bondage. But there was no escape from pain. Or was
it only pain? Americana could feel moisture gathering between her legs. She
moaned around the gag stuffed between her drool drenched lips, her tears filled
eyes rolled up into her skull, as this unhuman, cruel treatment took her to the
on the edge of climax, her love juices gushing from her womanhood, soaking her thighs and splashing across the uncovered
floor. Girl noticed that.
- I see you really like it, whore. You may say
otherwise, but your real mouth says something totally different.
- Mghmmm… - was the only answer of beaten heroine.
Girl smiled and too the gag away from drooling mouth of Brenda. She was able to
take a short breath only, 'cos another gag was shoved inside her mouth, this
time with dildo, which reached her throat.
- I know you sucked lotta cocks last time so this will
help you to not forget how you should do this. Now we have some work to do.
Ms. Americana had no choice but to suck monstrous
thing in her mouth. In the same time girl produced steel needle and, using
lighter, made it red. She approached Brenda and, with cold smile of sadist,
drove the needle into heroine’s left nipple.
- Mgghmmmmmm!!!! – Muffled cry left Brenda’s lips as
the steel went through her sensible skin. Quickly it was replaced with iron
ring with bell attached. Her right nipple experienced the same treatment.
Minute after both bells were ringing as she was breathing hard.
Next ring was placed in Americana’s navel. It was
painful, but not as much as piercing nipples. She hoped that’s all, but she was
wrong.
- Nggghmmmm!!!!!! Nghmmmm! – she moaned in desperation
around the dildo in her mouth when girl lowered herself to her wet pussy. She
took her big clit in her finger, massaged it for a few seconds and…
- Yeaghmmmmmm!!!! – Cry of agony filled the room when
hot needle pierced her clitoris, driving her mad. Girl quickly placed there
another ring with a bell. Two more rings decorated Americana’s pussy lips.
Heroine almost passed out from the pain she received. Girl took needle away and replaced it with a tattoo
set.
- I’m going to make your slutty self visible for
everyone – she said and begun to work. “Fuck here” arrows pointed into her
pussy were tattooed on her hips. “Fuckhole” - just above her pussy. Mrs. Americana
could see it all, but she could guess that girl wanted to make her as much
obscene as possible. On her belly she
painted various sexual scenes, with women being fucked by males, females and
animals. Her poor breasts were next in line. “Milk bag” – that’s what was now
written on each of them. “Fuckslut” just above her breasts and “sperm drinker”
around her throat. “Your lavatory” and “your urinal” - such words adorned her
cheeks with small arrows pointing her mouth, currently stuffed with dildo gag.
Big, red and blue “Slut” on her forehead was last one…on this side of her body.
Her back was like a perfect, empty canvas for a girl.
Lotta words were written there, most of the humiliating for an owner. Ms.
Americana was described there as a lustful whore, selling herself for 5 cents
in the worst parts of the town, hunger for all kinds of sex. Big “Anal service”
was tattooed above her ass and “Hit me, I’m a bad girl” on her ass cheeks. When
she finished her long work, she step back and begun to admire the result of her
work.
- Now everyone can guess that you’re slut, one look is
enough – she smiled. Then she took from the drawer huge, carbed dildo. It was
big, Ms. Americana open her eyes wide, when she saw monstrous thing. For what
kind of sex it was made? She knew she’ll never be able to accept this thing
inside. But girl seems to have different opinion.
- You like it, whore? I can see in your eyes that
you’re starving for this little, oh, maybe not so little, toy.
Americana turned her head, but she knew that she
couldn’t expect any mercy from her captor and abuser. Girl licked mammoth sized
vibrator and came close to the bound heroine.
- Let’s see…pussy? No, I bet you want it inside you
slutty ass, aren’t you?
Brenda trembled when tip of the dildo touched the
entrance of her anal hole. Without any warning, girl pushed it inside, using
all her strength.
- Mggmmmmmmm!!!! – Dildo gag silenced desperate cry of
Ms. Americana when the cold thing stretched her ass muscles to the painful
degrees. Girl was pushing it deeper, enjoying heroine’s silent protests. Finally
she used her boot to force dildo inside. Americana could feel her poor ass clamped
around the dildo.
- Seems it’s turning you on, fuckslut – said girl
opening the browser and taking another dildo. It was as big as previous, abut
also covered with big bulbs. Soon it filled Brenda’s pussy. Then both dildos
started to work.
- I’m leaving you with them, honey – girl smiled –
I’ll be back for few hours, so have fun.
Mrs. Americana was sure that after all this terrible
things, few dildos weren’t match for
her. She was terribly wrong. At beginning she was struggling, trying to prevent
her body from climax. She did her best, but two rocking, vibrating things
inside her holes had different opinion. They were fucking her with cold,
machine power, and their only destiny was to break her.
- Ughmmmm – she groaned as she felt first orgasm building
inside her body. She did her last struggle and then… her
entire body suddenly went limp. Second later she cried loudly as the first
climax literally ripped her body. Her ass hole muscles clamped around the
metallic vibrator, her pussy was flooding with love juices. She hadn’t time to breathe
because dildos continued their work, quickly bringing her over the edge of
another climax. And another, another…hours were passing by as Mrs. Americana
was tamed by the dildos. These two things literally fucked her will out of her,
leaving empty, sex obsessed shell. With each climax her will, her real self,
her pride and dignity were leaving her. When her tormentor returned to the
room, she saw only sex starving bimbo in the place where previously was
superheroine. She smiled, knowing that now her revenge was complete.
The End