The Coldness Ch. 01

I woke up to voices in another room. I couldn't see, I couldn't move, I couldn't talk. The voices were saying something about "her tits being too small and useless" but I couldn't tell for sure. It was so cold, I guess because I was naked laying on a stainless steel table?

I guess I was blindfolded too because I couldn't see. My arms were stretched out and tied on either side. My legs were spread extremely wide and my ankles were tied.

My nipples were hurting so much. I don't know what was attached to them but they really hurt. I was totally immobilized with no way of escaping... not that I wanted to.

My pussy also hurt, but I don't know why.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming into the room. The echo of the steps indicated that it was a good sized room with a concrete floor and very spacious. I had absolutely no idea where I was or how many people were surrounding me in this position. I could be in some kind of theater dungeon with a hundred people watching me, I just could not tell.

"Drop that shelf under her head. I need to see if she really knows how to suck a big cock or if she just thinks she can."

I felt my head being lifted and then dropped with a jolt. The shelf hit with a loud bang that echoed throughout the facility. Something pinched my nose hard. I opened my mouth to breathe or scream and it was instantly filled up with the first cock.

It was wider than anything I had ever sucked before.

"Open up slut! It's feeding time.", said one guy.

"Maybe she needs some help?", said the second guy.

Something pinched one side of my pussy lips.

I screamed louder, which echoed as well, although the sound that came out was stifled due to the fat cock stuffed in my tiny mouth.

Immediately his cock drove into my mouth another 2". He was almost to the back of my throat!

"Ahhh, this slut is attempting to accommodate my dick! I think she needs another clothes pin on her pussy. Make that happen," said the guy with his cock filling my mouth.

"I'll do ya one better. Hand me that box of clamps. I don't think clothespins are going to get her mouth open wide enough for your 11" dick," said the second guy.

Suddenly, a crowd erupted in applause! There were so many claps and cheers it made my head spin.

I had other worries at the moment. Eleven inches? I'd had plenty of large cocks, but 11"? No way that was going down my throat! Who were all these people? Was I on display, being used as a slut toy?

"Yeah, my ex measured the length and the width. 11" x 3-1/2"... which is why we're divorced! (Crowd bellowed with laughter) Even her big old pussy got stretched when I fucked her, forget about a blowjob. But this bitch slut here, she's trying," said massive cock guy.

"Don't you fucking use your teeth slut!

Put another clamp onto her pussy lips," he said, slapping my face hard. He reached down and twisted my left nipple, not for good measure, but for fun. (little did he know...)

(More applause)

"I'm on it. Hey, she's got two other holes. Let's move her around so I can fuck her ass!" said the other guy.

"Bring out the Dragon!" a voice from the crowd shouted.

(More applause)

"Your cock is bigger than mine, Bro! Somebody needs to get a camera. I gotta see this," said massive cock in my mouth guy.

"We're live streaming now.", came a voice over a speaker system, which echoed very loud, as if on purpose for all to hear... especially me. Who knows how many people were watching me being humiliated on this livestream? I bet they were all rooting for these two guys, probably because my tits were small, almost flat. They always had been. Everyone in school made fun of me because of my small boobs. This was no different, except for the fact that there were possibly millions of people watching and laughing at my small tits.

My wrists and legs were untied and they slung me around so that I was positioned with my head hanging off one side and my ass was off the other. Somebody grabbed my legs and pulled them up next to my ears. I was split wide open. (Simple for me, but they didn't know that... yet)

I felt another pinch on my pussy, as I assumed someone attached the clamp to my pussy lips on the other side. I screamed.

(More applause)

Someone else held my legs, still by my ears.

"FUCK! She's flex, Bro! This is gonna be interesting!" said the massive cock in my mouth guy.

"Should I use lube for her ass?" asked the other guy.

"Nah, let's make her earn this," said massive cock guy, who was pumping his cock down my throat easily now.

(Generous long lasting applause)

I was ok at deep throating, but this guy was a whole different level.

"Here goes. You ready slut? It don't matter! My cock, your ass. Let's play a game of 'Will It Fit?', and here's something for your pussy to remind you that you're here for us," said the other guy.

(More thunderous applause)

I think he shoved what felt like a wine bottle into my pussy without any warning. I screamed into the massive cock filling my mouth but it came out sounding like I was just gargling.

(More applause)

"Ha ha! That's precious, whore! Look, her pussy is filled up! Message in a bottle," said the guy in my mouth.

(More laughter)

No sooner had he finished talking, the other guy slammed his huge cock into my ass! At least he tried. It was just not gonna fit without some lube. It hurt like hell, but he was just reminding me that I was there for him. He was using my holes for his amusement. I had no say in the situation. I was basically a fuck hole to be used and enjoyed by him and his buddies. They could do anything they wanted, and I was just a dumb whore who had no business trying to stop them.

The pain to my pussy, with the bottle inside and those clamps piercing my lips, was excruciating and hot at the same time. If massive cock guy would have stopped fucking my throat long enough, I would have suggested that they could make me suffer a lot more by fucking my pussy with more clamps attached, or stringing them together and maybe allowing someone in the crowd to pull it whenever they wanted to. The choice was up to them. I was just on display for them to use. I thought about giving them other ideas... if they wanted ideas.

Evidently, they didn't need my ideas.

"It's not fitting. I'm gonna fuck her pussy and see if I can use her natural lube, then I'll try her ass again," said the other guy.

(The crowd groaned with disappointment)

"Wait Charlie, swap with me, just for a minute. I've got an idea," said massive cock in my mouth guy.

I could feel the crowd leering in to try and get a closer look at what was before them. Of course I couldn't tell how far away they were or how many, just the applause and cheering and laughter and occasionally some coughing.

"Look John, you don't get to plow her ass first! That's just not fair!" said Charlie.

"No no no no, just trust me. You can absolutely have her ass first. I wanna see her gag on your cock though. Once she's able to take you down her throat, you'll have plenty of lube for her ass... if her ass needs it by then," he replied mischievously.

(I sensed the crowd holding their anticipation)

I'm not sure what his plan was, but I didn't know how Charlie was going to fit in my mouth if he was bigger than John! My jaws were already starting to ache, but I had plenty of spit for him.

"Alright buddy. I'm trusting you not to steal her virgin ass from me," said Charlie.

I almost chuckled...'virgin ass'...

They both laughed and it sounded like they high fived each other as I heard them swapping places on me. I was just holes.

(The crowd laughed)

"Hey, grab her titties and see if she opens up. You know like one of those 'action causes a reaction' kind of thing?" suggested John.

"I would, but I can't find her tits!"

(More laughter from the crowd)

"Let me try this though.", exclaimed Charlie.

My head was still hanging off the side of the table and my hair, at least I think, was draped on the floor because it felt like John had stepped on it a couple of times while he was deep fucking my throat.

Suddenly, I could feel two massive hands grabbed my tiny tits and pull them up. The pain was excruciating as my upper torso was lifted off the table.

(Thunderous applause)

As he lifted me up, I screamed and instantly his cockhead plowed into my lips, but he was standing on my hair, so now my head was suspended with his huge cock lodged in my mouth. I swear I don't know how he was able to hold me up by my tits and face fuck me, but the fact that he was standing on my hair all at the same time made me wet as a waterfall. He was a dominating master at manipulation and humiliation. I was a mindless fuck toy.

Then the magic happened. John, with his massive cock, plowed balls deep, straight into my decorated pussy. I was being spit roasted in mid air, and I was helpless to stop it! It was like a live sex circus and I was their two trick pony, but of course, they had respect for a pony.

"That's fucking genius level shit right there, Charlie! Holding her up by her tiny little tits like that? And it's making her all kinds of wet! She's sliding on my pole like it's greased! We need a third party here. This bitch is ready for it!" said John, admiring their handy work.

(More applause)

They dropped me immediately, onto the table. I was freezing again after working up a drenching sweat as they were pounding me from both ends. They tied me to the table so as not to even attempt an escape, and I heard them go back into the other room. I lay there freezing and listening along with the crowd.

"Hey Rita? Hey, I think I have a way to pay you back for that favor I owe you. (pause) Yeah? So we have this little whore over here at John's place. (pause) Yeah, just like you like 'em. Tiny with little itty bitty titties. (pause) Yeah, exactly! And, she's real flexible. Like, you'll be able to stretch her and do all kinds of stuff with her. (pause) Absolutely, your wish is our command, Mistress Rita! Ha ha. (long pause) So, I guess. Who is it? (pause) Oh, umm, I mean, I guess? Both of them? (pause) Sure. Whatever you want, whatever you need. We're here, you just direct us and we will happily oblige you Mistress Rita. (pause). So, half hour? (pause) Great. See you then." He hung up.

"So, well, this will be interesting. Rita's bringing her two slaves with her. You know, that kinky manipulative slut, Gretchen? She's also bringing that mean dude with the anger issues? Rocky?" said Charlie.

"What the fuck are we gonna do? Watch? Fuck no! I'm gettin' me some before she gets here," said John angrily.

"You're right. We better enjoy this next half hour while we can. When they get done with her, she'll be totally worn out, physically and mentally! Also, I guess she's not leaving here anytime soon," answered Charlie.

(More laughter)

They walked back into the room and their footsteps echoed. The crowd waited anxiously. I could feel their anticipation and my body tensed up.

"Ok slut time to get to work. This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it's gonna hurt me," exclaimed John.

(Laughter)

They walked over and picked me up, one by my feet and the other by my shoulders. They carried me over to, I guess, a part of this room where they had more access to all of me, if that were possible?

When they stopped, they flipped me over and began spit roasting me again. Evidently they had done this before because they never once stumbled or strained. Of course, I'm only 5'3" and around 90 lbs, so they had no trouble manhandling my tiny worthless self. At least they were fucking me though. And enjoying it... or so I thought.

"You're gonna need to stay straight and stiff as a board, slut. We're gonna play a little game with you, well, not WITH you, but with your holes, let's just leave it at that," John boasted.

(Laughter)

Now John was holding my shoulders as he fucked my mouth. I was tits down and Charlie was holding my hips as he pounded my pussy, pussy clamps still intact. I guess he'd forgotten about my ass... at least for the moment.

They worked in unison, as if they were attached, but detached, and I was their missing link in between. Charlie's enormous cock was filling every square inch of my pussy. The clamps were rubbing his cock both inside and outside my pussy as he steadily pounded me. It was strangely painful and fulfilling at the same time.

"Do you think the Yankees will make it to the playoffs? I mean, they need some better hitters, I think," said John, matter of factly.

As he would talk, he would stop fucking my mouth, but leave his huge cock lodged firmly in the back of my throat. I could breathe through my nose, but it was difficult at best. Once he finished his statement, he would go right back to fucking my throat, as if he were at work just hammering nails at a job site.

"Hold still slut!", he screamed as he pulled out of my mouth and slapped my face hard.

(Applause)

I tried to be as stiff as I could, but my neck muscles were getting tired.

"I need another pair of hands. CINDY! Get in here you worthless cunt! I need you to hold this bitch up so I can properly fuck her face! Now, what was I saying, Charlie?" he said.

He was now holding me by my neck and my upper torso wasn't being supported. The size of his cock buried in my throat, coupled with the fact that he was cutting off my breathing by holding me by my neck, caused me to start coughing uncontrollably.

(More applause)

"CINDY! GET YOUR LAME GOOD FOR NOTHING ASS IN HERE, RIGHT, FUCKING, NOW! I NEED YOU!" John screamed, pausing with his cock still lodged in my throat.

(Laughter)

Charlie was different. He plowed away at my wide open cunt as though it were just a form fitting cock sleeve designed to just hold his attention.

"Ok, I'm doing all the work here holding this slut up so I can ream her pussy! Shouldn't she be doing all the work instead of us?" Charlie complained.

The crowd was invested now as they shouted from the cheap seats.

"Yeah! Make that useless cunt work!"

"Fuck her harder!"

"She needs more cocks!"

John and Charlie continued working on using me to the fullest extent.

"She's so fucking tiny, like a little fuck doll. Come on Charlie! Either we lay her on the table or we spit roast her like this. Why don't you give her ass another shot? You ought to be able to force that mighty cock in there one way or another? CINDY!" he yelled.

He dropped me and my feet hit the floor, but I wasn't expecting it.

"Fuck. You useless cunt. Can't you fucking do ANYTHING right? You know what? This ain't fun for me. You know what would be fun, John?" he asked.

"I think I know what you got in mind, Bro! CINDY! I'm gonna beat her ass when she gets in here. You know what, I'm gonna go see what she's into while you're setting up this slut!", John exclaimed.

I heard him leave and Charlie began moving some things, like metal things, as I stood motionless and waiting for the next order.

I could hear the crowd murmuring and I wondered what they were observing as I stood barefoot on the cold concrete floor, still blindfolded.

It was taking some time and I could feel the crowd growing restless.

"Jump!", shouted a female voice from the crowd.

Evidently they were shouting at me and I didn't respond quickly enough.

Suddenly I heard some kind of small bang, like a gun, but way softer and quieter.

A stinging sensation hit my left boob.

Another bang.

Another stinging on my ass.

Several more bangs and the stinging was all over.

"Jump slut!", came another voice, this one male.

Another ten bangs followed by ten stings as whatever they were shooting at me with hit my unguarded, wide open for target body everywhere, including my face!

"Paintball war! Slut is the enemy!", came yet another voice.

They were shooting me with Paintball pellets! The stinging was so painful! It's bad enough to get hit by one with your clothes on, but these were a different type of gun, much more powerful and with smaller balls.

I began jumping around, trying to not fall down because I still couldn't see anything with the blindfold on. The balls kept hitting as I jumped and turned and attempted, albeit a feeble attempt, to entertain the ruthless crowd as they laughed and cheered each other for hitting their marks. It was exhilarating and so hot. I was dripping wet just in time.

Suddenly the voice over the speaker bellowed, "Time out for cleansing!"

The crowd stopped and applauded as I heard something squeaking. I was hit with a thick 4" bead of high pressure water! Freezing water! They were attempting to wash off the paint from the onslaught attack.

Two sets of strong hands quickly grabbed my by my arms and held me hostage as the devious water monster sprayed me from head to toe for what seemed like 20 minutes, but in reality was only about 10.

The stinging cold water hitting my body drew cheers and applause from the crowd as they watched my torture taking place. I was clearly there for their amusement and they were not easily amused.

Finally the spraying died down as the squeaking increased from someone turning off the valve.

I was released, briefly and the voice overhead once again commanded, "Chain the slut!"

Thunderous applause erupted.

I was quickly grabbed and led about 5 steps toward the crowd and leather cuffs were attached to my wrists and ankles.

"Spread your legs slut!", shouted John.

I attempted to place my feet about the width of my shoulders, but that was not nearly his definition of "spread".

I almost fell over as my ankles were moved so far apart (almost doing the splits) and a spreader bar was locked into place. Two hands steadied me as my arms were fastened behind my back.

I heard a distinct cranking sound that took literally 2 minutes before it stopped. I heard a snap and then a leather collar was placed around my neck and fastened. Next I felt two very sharp stings as nipple clamps were attached to my small hard nipples. I winced in pain but held my tongue. Evidently that was not the reaction expected because both clamps were removed and reattached, only significantly tighter this time. I screamed out loud to the top of my lungs, as I had obviously learned my lesson, but as soon as my mouth opened a massive dildo was inserted.

The crowd erupted in thunderous applause and cheering. I was humiliated beyond tears. There I was, upright and spreadeagled with a massive fake cock fastened to my mouth and down my throat, nipple clamps firmly attached and smashing my nipples, with my hands fastened behind me, waiting for the next command or punishment I would have to endure.

Again, the voice over the intercom blasted, "Raise it!"

I was pushed forward and laid face down flat on the cold concrete, my entire body horizontal and freezing.

As the cranking continued, I felt my legs being lifted behind me and slowly began to raise as my face crushed against the floor with nothing to protect it.

"Hold up!" screamed Charlie.

I felt him lay down beside me, as I mentally begged for his body heat to be transferred onto me. I got part of my wish.

"Lift her head a little.", Charlie commanded.

My feet were about a foot off the ground at this point, so I was still pretty much horizontal.

Someone lifted my head by my hair and I felt Charlie scoot under me and untie the cock that was inserted into my mouth, but he kept the collar on.

Next, I heard him say, "Drop her head on 3. One. Two. Three!"

My head fell directly onto his massive cock and my mouth was filled to the back of my throat with cock. Again, I could breathe through my nose, but it was very difficult.

I lay still, my mouth engulfed with his giant cock as he waited.

He knew eventually I would begin to suffer and he, as well as the crowd, longed to witness it firsthand.

I began choking and unable to breathe for almost a minute before someone pulled my head up by my hair which allowed me to breathe momentarily.

The crowd laughed.

The hand let go of my hair and my mouth landed on his mammoth cock once again and thus, began a series of cycles that went on for well over 20 minutes. Twenty minutes of me gagging and gasping for life as the crowd laughed and cheered Charlie on again and again. It was a game they called, "Breathe... Don't Breathe!" Such a great and entertaining game. Fun for the whole family, I guess. Not fun for me.

Eventually they grew weary of the trick and cranked me up vertical by the ankle cuffs and the spreader bar. I hung there vertical and upside-down just long enough for a chain to be attached to both nipple clamps and another attached to that one. Someone pulled the last chain, which drew my body forward where they held it while the crowd chanted, counting backwards from 50 to 0.

The pain was unbearable and tears began flowing down my face onto my tits.

"YES! We have PAIN ladies and gentlemen! And it's the good kind!" announced John as he smacked my ass with what felt like a wooden paddle.

Around the number 40 during the countdown I heard a loud crack from behind me. Almost instantly a sharp intense pain was unleashed directly on my pussy. As I screamed, someone shoved the dildo back in my mouth and strapped it in securely.

A round of applause from the crowd.

"Tie her nipples to the wall!", shouted someone in the crowd.

The chain was, again pulled, and my screams were lost into the dildo, never to be heard by the hungry crowd.

The whipping continued on my defenseless pussy, along with my muffled screams of anguish.

Once the countdown was completed, they lowered me back to the cold concrete floor. This time I was on my back. As my legs were still spread as wide as possible, my whole inner thigh, pussy, clit, and ass were red with welts.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Ginger! Ginger for the pain!"

My lips were spread and something was inserted. Actually, several somethings were inserted. The pain tripled instantly as I inhaled the scent of raw ginger! My cunt was on fire! I began screaming and wailing again, my mouth still full of dildo.

The crowd erupted in applause, jeering and clapping and cheering me on. I felt something being applied to my ass crack and inner thighs, as well as my pussy lips and clit. I then heard the sound of a large fan and quickly felt the cold breeze flowing off the floor aimed directly at my pussy region. It hit me like a cream pie in the face. They had applied ICY HEAT directly on my raw whipped welts. It was more than I was able to handle.

That was the last thing I remembered before waking up later.

(Seven+ Parts to this story)