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BDSM Raider	By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 8653 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. I do not own the Tomb Raider game series, Lara Croft or any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from writing this story.

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The next Friday night, Dante took Lara out to dinner at a very expensive and exclusive restaurant, located near his penthouse apartment. There were a couple of paparazzi photographers outside, and Lara gleefully posed for photos with her handsome boyfriend. Through snooping on social media, Lara had learned that Dante was a wealthy and successful stock trader and investor during the day, and his club was a secret passion project on the side. That information reassured Lara that Dante wasn’t after her money, although it made her even more nervous that some other woman might try to steal him away from her. Now that she knew he had countless women throwing themselves at him, Lara felt like she needed to work extra hard to please him.
The following night, Dante drove her back to the club in his red Porsche 911 Turbo. They’d already made love that morning, but they did it again in Dante’s office. Only this time, Lara was a submissive Slut being fucked by her handsome dominant Master. Afterwards, Lara donned her black latex mask and leather collar, but Dante’s requested another addition to her outfit. Lara took a deep breath, not sure whether she could go through with this, but a confident smile from her handsome lover helped to banished her doubts. She knelt down in front of him, while he buckled a stainless-steel ring gag into place inside her mouth. The ring gag was almost 2-inches-wide, which was wide enough to allow even the largest penis easy access to her mouth.
Dante attached a leash to her collar and led her naked down the staircase, towards the bar. News had travelled fast that Dante’s hot young slut would be “Free Use” that night, and there were almost 100 men packing the bar area. Lara felt herself blushing furiously under her half-face mask. Dante led her through the bar and into the playrooms beyond. The scene was reminiscent of the gates opening at a sports stadium on gameday. The door opened and a long line of male customers started spilling into the corridor beyond.
Dante led her to the largest of the playrooms, which he had prepared just for her. At the centre of the room was a square-shaped stainless-steel frame, bolted to a heavy wooden base. At the top of the frame was a pair of black leather cuffs, connected to a ratcheting tie down strap. Dante lifted Lara’s hands above her head and buckled each of her wrists inside the cuffs. Two black slings were hanging down on either side of the cuffs, suspended from two identical ratcheting tie down straps. A couple of male staff members came forward and lifted Lara off the ground, so that Dante could slide her legs through each of the slings. When he was finished, her weight was being evenly supported by her arms and her thighs.
At the side of the frame were two more cuffs attached to tie down straps. Dante let out the slack and buckled both cuffs around Lara’s ankles. Then he started slowly ratcheting them tighter. Bit by bit, Lara’s legs were pulled apart. Dante kept ratcheting, which forced Lara’s legs out straight and inexorably pulled them open towards the sides of the frame. Thanks to her history of doing gymnastics at school, Lara had always been flexible, but this uncomfortable position tested her body to its limits. Lara’s legs were pulled almost completely straight out to the side, making it look like she was performing the splits in mid-air.
Lara’s arms were now stretched straight out high above her head, while her legs were stretched straight out to the sides. As a final flourish, Dante grabbed hold of her long ponytail and pulled it taught, before attached it to a specially designed clamp at the top of the frame. The posture prevented her from lowering her head or slouching. Lara felt completely vulnerably and exposed. She looked around at the sea of horny men filling the room and started to have doubts. She felt a pit open in her stomach, and panic threatened to overwhelm her, but then Dante kissed her, sliding his tongue inside her ring-gagged mouth.
“I know you’ll make me proud, Slut.” Dante whispered in her ear, before slapping her firm backside playfully.
Dante’s handsome smile filled her with a desire to please him and make him proud of her. He stepped off the platform and two lines of men began forming in front and behind her. The first pair of men stepped onto the platform. With her legs splayed wide apart and her arms cuffed above her head, she was powerless to do anything but watch. The man in front of her lined his cock up with the entrance to her pussy and thrust inside. Dante had insisted that she apply lubricant to both of her holes, to prepare them for the night’s activities, so he penetrated her easily. A moment later, she felt her lubricated asshole expand open to admit the man behind her.
Lara moaned through her ring gag, as she felt the two men’s cocks sliding against each other through the thin flesh separating her pussy and asshole. The man behind her was fondling her spread-open buttocks as he fucked her, and the position made her heart-shaped ass look amazing. Meanwhile, the man fucking her pussy was groping her perfect breasts. There was an etiquette to these Free Use nights, and it was considered bad manners to monopolise a slut’s holes while other men were waiting, so neither man paced themselves. After a few minutes of rapid thrusting, she felt the first of what would be many loads of cum splashing against the back of her pussy and spurting deep inside her rectum.
The men pulled out and the next pair of men stepped onto the platform. Without any pause, her next pair of lovers impaled her pussy and asshole and resumed double penetrating her. Lara blushed beneath her latex mask, as her holes suddenly felt full again. She hated to admit how much she loved the sensation of being double penetrated. She loved it so much that when she made love to Dante at his penthouse apartment, she insisted upon wearing the butt-plug he had given her, since the extra pressure from her filled asshole made her pussy feel much tighter. In her quiet moments, Lara worried that Dante had already ruined her for other men, and that she would never be satisfied with ordinary vanilla sex.
The man fucking Lara’s pussy leaned forward and pushed his tongue into Lara’s open mouth. Lara unconsciously swirled her tongue around his. She felt so dirty, making out with a stranger who was double penetrating her in front of a crowd of onlookers. The passionate kiss was apparently enough the drive the man over the edge, and he ejaculated inside her. When he pulled out of her pussy, his spent cock was instantly replaced by a fresh one. The man in her ass ejaculated next, and he was also replaced by a fresh man.
Despite being tied tightly in place, the thigh straps had enough give in them to create a slight pendulum effect. Lara rocked gently back and forth between the men fucking her holes, which enabled them to thrust deeper inside her. Given that this was Lara’s first gangbang, she was surprised by how orderly it was. She had expected them to jump all over her, like a pack of wild animals, but instead the men stood in orderly lines and waited for their turn. They also weren’t being needlessly rough with her – they just did their business and moved on.
After 30 minutes, Dante came in to check on her. Lara had been fucked by about 15 men so far, and her pussy and asshole were both leaking cum down onto the platform below. Dante watched her while she was double penetrated, and Lara could see a look of excitement on his handsome face. Having him watch her made her feel so slutty and dirty, and she loved it. She felt like her only reason for existing was to serve as a disposable sex toy for the men using her. Lara had been on the verge of cuming several times, but now that Dante was watching her, she felt herself tipping over the edge. Dante seemed to read her thoughts, as he always did. He smiled at her and mouthed the words, “Cum for me!” Lara’s eyes rolled up into her head, as she did just that. The men cheered as Lara experienced her first orgasm. Their applause made her feel like a circus animal performing tricks.
As the night wore on, Lara’s pussy and asshole were transformed into two wide, slippery flesh tunnels, as dozens of cocks effortlessly slide in and out of her. In her mind, she imagined that her body had adapted to her new role in life, and that her pussy and asshole had loosened to reflect the wanton whore she had become. Lara’s pussy lips hung permanently open and resembled a well-used Fleshlight; and her asshole gaped open even wider, and resembled the perfectly round glazed doughnut. For the men fucking her, penetrating Lara’s holes felt like a wet deepthroat blowjob – there was no resistance or friction, just a wonderful sensation of softness, wetness and warmth.
Saliva was drooling down Lara’s chin from her open mouth, and her entire body tingled with arousal. She orgasmed again and lost herself in the debauched gangbang. This time, she moaned so loudly that several men queuing up in the corridor poked their heads around the corner to see what was happening. Dante came back to check on her again at the one hour mark, by which time, almost 40 men had used either her pussy or asshole. When the next man stepped up in front of her, Lara’s face paled when she recognised him. It was one of the Russian gangsters she had been following when she had first entered the club. He stared at her face, and Lara felt certain that he recognised her, but then he grabbed hold of her waist and thrust inside her pussy.
Lara felt so humiliated being fucked by this criminal. Her humiliation deepened when she glanced over her shoulder and realised that the man’s Russian partner was about to fuck her ass. Lara groaned, as she felt her asshole expand open around his cock. This is so wrong, she thought! Then she moaned in pleasure, as she felt their large cocks pressing against each other inside her. The Russian gangster fucking her ass reached around and squeezed her breasts, while the one fucking her pussy forced his tongue down her throat. Lara’s body betrayed her at the worst possible moment, and she received another mind-shattering orgasm while being fucked by criminals she despised.
Most of the men didn’t bother speaking to her. They simply grunted and ejaculated inside her, and then stepped aside so that the next man in line could do the same. They treated her like a piece of meat – just a set of holes for their pleasure and a receptacle for their cum. Lara’s mind wandered, and she wondered if this is what it felt like to be a blow-up sex doll – if blow-up sex dolls could feel anything. The only exception was Bill, who spoke to her as he fucked her from behind.
“Damn your ass feels nice, Slut! Makes me wish my wife would do anal!” Bill grunted, as he pumped in and out of her ass.
He fucked her asshole for about two minutes, before filling her ass with cum.
“Thanks slut! I’ll tell the wife you said hi.” Bill said, as he pulled out, before her gaping asshole was plugged by another cock.
Dante returned against at the 90-minute mark, by which time about two thirds of the 100 men had finished their turn using her. Dante stayed and watched for the next 45 minutes, while Lara was run through by the remaining men. When the gangbang was finished, he called over two staff members, who helped him release Lara from the metal frame. Dante took her by the hand and led her out into the crowded bar, where he addressed his customers.
“My friends, let’s hear a round of applause for tonight’s sexy Free Use Slut!” Dante said.
The men and women in the room clapped and cheered, and Lara blushed with embarrassment at their attention.
“She’s done everything I’ve asked of her, and she’s proven herself worthy to become my official Submissive.” Dante said.
Dante gestured to the bar tender, who handed him a red leather collar.
“Do you accept me as your Master, Slut?” Dante asked, holding up the collar as if it was the prize trophy at an awards ceremony.
“I do, Sir!” Lara answered tiredly, as a wave of relief washed over her.
“Kneel!” Dante ordered.
Lara knelt down, and Dante unclipped her generic black leather collar from around her neck. He replaced it with a new red leather collar, which said, “DANTE’S SLUT” in raised black letters. Lara smiled contentedly. Finally, she and Dante could be together, she thought. The bar patrons cheered as Dante led her from the bar. It felt surreal – like they had just gotten married and their friends were cheering as they departed on their honeymoon. After a long shower to rinse out the sticky evidence of her first “Free Use” night, Dante drove her back to his penthouse. Dante let her rest that night, but they made passionate love the next morning. Any doubts Lara still felt were skilfully allayed by Dante, who deliberately distracted her by spending the entire weekend giving her the “boyfriend experience” that she’d been craving. Lara’s desire to move the relationship forward had been obvious, and now that appeared to be happening, she felt herself falling head-over-heels in love.
After her first “Free Use” night, it was like a dam burst in Lara’s mind, and her slide into full-blown depravity progressed rapidly. The following weeks, she followed Dante around the club like his eager and obedient Slut. While Dante played the charming host, Lara dropped to her knees and gave blowjobs to whoever he was speaking with. Lara quickly gained a reputation as the “club bicycle,” and most nights saw her performing oral sex on at least 30 or 40 men and women. Lara was so great for business that Dante convinced her to double her attendances at the club to 2 nights a week. She was now spending every weekend with Dante. She accompanying him to his club every Friday and Saturday night, and stayed overnight at his penthouse, before riding home late Sunday afternoon.
Attendance at the club soared, and Lara was in such high demand that Dante created a sign-on sheet to book her. Needless to say that Lara’s dance card was always full, and after making her rounds with Dante, she spent the remainder of the night having sex with at least 2 or 3 swinger couples. Lara was now leading a double life: in public during the week, she was a wealthy Countess and famous Tomb Raider; and in private on the weekend, she was Dante’s Slut and the club whore. What made it feel even more surreal was that when they weren’t at the sex club, Lara and Dante behaved like any other couple. He took her out on romantic dates, bought her flowers and showered her with attention. Dante’s deliberate and constant love-bombing kept Lara too distracted to start having second thoughts about her new lifestyle.
Another month passed before Dante arranged her next “Free Use” gangbang. He even advertised by posting flyers around the bar, in the weeks leading up to the event. Word spread and on the night of the event, the club was packed to capacity, with almost 150 men in attendance, along with about 80 women. Dante used the intervening weeks to extensively renovate a large unused loading dock located at the rear of the warehouse. The rear wall was extended out to the roofline, using prefabricated metal sheets attached to the vertical steel support beams, and the large roller doors and internal walls were removed. This created a large enclosed space into which Dante installed a raised stage, professional lighting equipment and stadium seating, thus creating his very own auditorium, capable of seating over 200 people.
What followed was another gangbang of epic proportions. Lara was positioned hanging from a 10-foot-tall black metal A-frame. She had multiple coils of red Shibari rope looped around her ribcage and upper back, sandwiching her breasts together, making them stand out prominently from her chest. More coils of red Shibari rope looped around her upper thighs and ankles, forcing her legs into a bent frog-like pose, and her forearms were tied together horizontally across her mid-back, which forced her to arch her back sexily. The multiple stands of red rope from Lara’s chest, arms and thighs joined together about 2 feet above her back, where they were shackled to an adjustable cargo strap dangling down form the top of the A-frame.
Lara’s identity was hidden beneath her half-face black latex mask, and her long ponytail was tied with string to the shackle above her, forcing her to crane her neck upwards. Around her neck was her red leather collar, which advertised that she was “Dante’s Slut” in raised black letters, and in her mouth was a 2-inch-wide steel ring-gag on a red leather strap, which denoted her status as a Free Use Slut.
The event started out much like the last one, with the men forming two lines at either end of the stage. To make things fairer, the men had drawn lots to decide the order in which they used her. The first pair of men stepped forward and the gangbang commenced. One man moved behind her and thrust inside her lubricated asshole, while the other pushed his cock inside Lara’s ring-gagged mouth. The position she was tied in created a straight line between her mouth and throat, and the man was able to thrust balls-deep between her stretched lips on the first go. Lara made a muffled glugging sound, as her throat expanded open around the tip of the man’s cock.
Meanwhile, the man fucking her ass was sliding his cock effortless in and out of her soft, warm tunnel. Lara’s well-used asshole expanded open easily around his cock, allowing him to thrust balls deep inside her ass. At the 2-minute-mark, Dante revealed a pre-arranged surprise. A chime sounded and the men pulled out. The shackle she was hanging from turned on its ball-bearing pivot, and Lara suddenly found herself facing the opposite direction. The man who had previously been fucking her face now thrust inside her still unused pussy, and the man who had previously fucking her ass now shoved his cock inside her mouth.
As the slick cock pushed inside her ring gag, Lara’s senses were filled with the musky scent of her own ass. Although she had participated in ass-to-mouth with the swinger couples that Dante loaned her out to, Lara still found it incredibly humiliating and undignified. Lara blushed with shame, as she tasted a cock that had seconds before been buried deep inside her asshole. The man slid his cock across her tongue and stretched open her throat, but he wasn’t rough or brutal doing it. He simply used her mouth like it was just another hole.
Lara heard female laughter coming from the stands and glanced over in their direction. What she saw was about 80 women drinking Champaigne, while talking and laughing, and watching her indecent performance. Their behaviour was like dystopian reminder of her former life, when she had attended the horseraces at Royal Ascot with her wealthy friends, and sipped Champaigne in the exclusive members’ pavilion. Those days of fashionable shoes and expensive designer outfits seemed a world away from where she found herself now – masked and naked, and being gangbanged by a hundred anonymous men.
Lara was spit-roasted for another minute, before she felt the man fucking her pussy ejaculate. She blushed, as she felt warm cum spurting against the back of her pussy. Then she moaned around the cock in her mouth, as the next man in line thrust inside her unoccupied asshole. Another minute passed and Lara found herself being spun around again. The cock that had been in her ass was pushed down her throat, and the cock that had been fucking her throat slid inside her ass. Before the next turning, both men ejaculated. Lara tasted warm cum filling her mouth, and felt warm cum filling her bowels.
Like clockwork, each pair of men fucked her until they ejaculated, and then the next men in line took their place. And like clockwork, every 2 minutes she was spun around, so that the men could swap ends and swap holes. Bound and helplessly suspended in midair, Lara could only rock backwards and forwards between each pair of men, as they fucked her holes. Lara’s mouth was the perfect height for oral sex, and most of the men chose to deepthroat her. Lara made glugged sounds around the cock currently occupying her mouth and stretching open her throat, while cum and saliva drooled out from her lips and down her chin.
At the other end, Lara’s pussy was hanging slightly open; and her asshole, which most of the men had chosen to fuck, was gaping almost an inch wide and leaking a constant trickle of cum onto the platform beneath her. Lara noticed that most of the men seemed to take perverse pleasure from forcing her to do ass-to-mouth. She didn’t know whether it was a power thing or a novelty thing – because their own wives and girlfriends refused to do it. The gangbang kept Lara in a near constant state of sexual arousal, but with her hands tied behind her back, she remained frustrated and unable to give herself the extra stimulation she needed to reach orgasm. Thanks to the Free Use etiquette, the men didn’t pace themselves and fucked her vigorously and rapidly. Very few of them lasted longer than a couple minutes with her, but even so, by the 2-hour mark, Lara was only about halfway through the long lines of men waiting to use her.
Lara’s world shrunk until all she could feel were the slippery cocks impaling her throat and asshole, and all she could hear were the manly grunts of the men fucking her, and the wet gagging sounds coming from her stretched-open throat. By the end of the 4-hour-long gangbang, Lara proved herself completely deserving of her shameful reputation as the “club bicycle”, as she was freely used by over 150 male customers and staff. Lara had swallowed over 50 loads of cum – so much that her normally flat stomach bulged outwards like she had eaten a very large meal – and her lips and chin were dripping with cum and saliva. Lara’s pussy fared the best of her holes and was still relatively tight, but her asshole had been completely destroyed.
Being fucked by over a hundred cocks had transformed her well-used asshole into a sloppy gaping tunnel, with a constant stream of cum leaking from it. But her most humiliating experience occurred when Dante cut her down. Once free, her hands immediately started strumming her clit like a guitar. The men and women watching her perverse performance started chanting, “Slut! Slut! Slut!” over and over again, while Lara wantonly masturbated on stage in front of them. On some level, Lara wondered how an intelligent and well-bred young woman like herself could behave like this, but she was too horny and needy to care.
The crowd cheered, thinking that she was putting on this wild display for their entertainment. When Lara finally orgasmed to a thunderous round of applause, her feeling of pleasure was replaced with shame and regret. Dante carried her upstairs to his office and washed her clean in the shower, before driving her back to his penthouse. When Lara awoke the next morning, she experienced a rare moment of introspection. She realised how out of control and out of character her behaviour had become. Lara told Dante that they needed to talk, but then he said three words that made her forget about everything – the three words that she had been longing to hear.
“I love you.” Dante said, while staring deeply into her soul.
Lara’s heart swelled with joy, and she practically devoured him during their morning lovemaking session. Dante was no fool. He knew that he might have pushed Lara too far, so now he showered her with attention and validation, to keep her distracted. He took her out to lunch at her favourite fancy restaurant, and followed it with a long romantic walk in the park – the sort of couple’s activity that Lara loved. Lara held Dante’s hand possessively, since she knew that every other woman was jealously checking out her handsome boyfriend. A handsome and successful man like Dante could have any woman he wanted, and Lara resolved to do whatever it took to keep him for herself.
Back in the real world, Alister had made headway in finding the location of another lost artifact, which kept Lara was away from the club for two weeks, while she mounted a successful expedition to retrieve it. Dante showered her with affection upon her return, telling her how much he missed her. Lara followed him around like a love-struck puppy, basking in the glow of his attention. Three weeks later, Dante arranged another Free Use night, but this one was slightly different, and would involve only women – the male members could watch, but could not participate. Dante told her that some of the women had become jealous of the amount of male attention Lara was getting, so he'd organised this event to help clear the air.
After a brief but intense lovemaking session in Dante’s office to “get her in the mood,” Lara once again found herself centre stage in the converted auditorium. Lara’s skin tingled in anticipation, as Dante led her over to a heavy wooden platform with 8 stainless-steel shackles bolted to it in two parallel lines. Dante instructed her to get down on her hands and knees, and then he manoeuvred her into the shackles. Her lower legs were placed inside two pairs of parallel shackles, which were then bolted shut around her ankles and below her knees. The spacing of the shackles left her legs locked permanently open, with her knees about a foot apart, and her shins locked parallel to the floor.
Next, Dante placed her forearms into the two forward pairs of shackles, which were locked into place around her wrists and below her elbows. Lara’s body was now stretched out on all fours, with her butt sticking up in the air. Lara gasped, as she suddenly felt a stainless-steel anal hook being inserted between her buttocks. Then her head was yanked backwards, as Dante clamped her long ponytail to the end of the anal hook. The awkward posture shortened the distance between Lara’s head and ass, forcing her to arch her back sexily. The unnatural pose made her thrust out her chest, making her large breasts appear even more prominent, and pushed her upturned buttocks skywards, making her ass appear even rounder.
Lara looked good enough to eat, and this was the sight that greeted the club’s customers, as they filed into the auditorium. About a hundred women had elected to participate in the night’s event, and an equal number of men had elected to watch. A few of the customers noticed that Lara wasn’t wearing the customary Free Use ring-gag. Upon closer inspection, they saw that attached to the front O-ring of her red leather collar was a rectangular bronze tag that said, “FREE USE.” Apparently, whatever Dante had planned, it would require his Slut to be able to use her mouth.
Lara hated the lull before these Free Use events got underway. Her heart beat faster, as she watched the hundreds of customers file into the auditorium and take their seats. She felt like a helpless prisoner, awaiting public execution. The audience’s view from the stands was quite spectacular: they were looking at Lara side-on, down on all fours, with her hips positioned invitingly higher than her shoulders, and her chin forced up and back by the anal hook connected to her ponytail. The pose accentuated Lara’s slender waist and sexy hourglass figure, making her look like a living sex doll.
But it was Lara’s beautiful masked face that drew the most attention. The pressure pulling back on her ponytail pulled her chin upwards, making her appear both proud and submissive at the same – like a captured queen, awaiting her fate at the hands of an invader. Many of the women wondered how Lara could look so calm beneath her half-face mask, but the truth was that her heart was beating out of control and her stomach was filled with butterflies. Lara hated the uncertainty, but she was also addicted to the excitement not knowing.
As the customers entered the auditorium, a staff member by the door handed each woman a numbered ticket. This was to ensure fairness, so that none of the women felt as though others were receiving preferential treatment. The men were not given any tickets, since they would only be spectators in that night’s Free Use event. The auditorium was packed almost to capacity, with approximately 200 men and women present – being almost the entire female membership of the club and their husbands and boyfriends.
Once everyone was seated, Dante gave Lara an affectionate kiss on the lips and left her in the care of the busty blonde receptionist. There was an air of excitement running through the audience, since no one knew exactly what this latest Free Use show would entail – except that Dante had promised them that it would be most decadent one yet. Lara was already sweating under the warm glare of the stage lights, when receptionist began calling out numbers through her microphone. Lara felt the butterflies in her stomach start doing summersaults. The audience cheered politely, as the numbers were read out and each “winner” made her way onto the stage. The atmosphere was reminiscent of a television gameshow, except that everyone was naked. 50 tickets were drawn in total, and now 50 women were lined up on stage behind her.
“For our first event, our slut is going to be playing a game called, Guess The Shape.” The receptionist said, speaking into her microphone.
A male staff member brought out a box of strap-on dildos and laid them out at the front of the stage, for the audience to see. Lara saw that each strap-on dildo was cream-coloured, about 8-inches-long and tapered towards the rounded tip. Each tip was about 1-inch-wide, but then got progressively thicker until they reached about 2-inches-wide at the base. The thing that made these custom-made dildos unique was that they thickened into a variety of different shapes. Lara could see circles, squares and triangles; stars, crosses and hearts; and pentagons, hexagons and octagons. There were at least a dozen different shapes, with multiples of each one.
“Each woman gets 60 seconds to fuck our Free Use Slut with her strap-on, at which point the slut will have to guess the shape of the dildo. If she guesses incorrectly, she gets punished.” The receptionist said.
The audience became visibly excited at the mention of punishment. The receptionist nodded towards a male staff member, who handed her a black riding crop and a bag containing spring-loaded clips with round stainless-steel weights attached to them.
“If the Slut gets an answer wrong, the woman who fucked her gets to give her 10 smacks on her naughty backside, and can place one weighted clip anywhere on her body.” The receptionist explained.
The women on the stage filed past her and each selected a strap-on dildo. Lara felt a sense of foreboding at how eager they all looked. The dildos were all basically the same size and length, so there wasn’t much bickering – although the more astute women realised that the complicated shapes, like hexagons and octagons, would be more difficult for Lara to tell apart, and chose them to increase their chances of being able to punish her. There was an excited murmuring from the audience, as the receptionist pressed a button on her remote and a bright red ‘60’ appeared on an LED shot clock timer above the stage.
The first woman in line was handed a tube of lubricant and rubbed it all over her dildo. The audience cheered loudly, as the woman lined-up her strap-on dildo with Lara’s pussy.
“Ready… Set… Go!” The receptionist said.
Lara moaned, as she felt the smoothly moulded silicon dildo penetrate her. The woman kept pushing forward, until she had penetrated Lara’s pussy all the way to the base. As the dildo pushed inside her, Lara felt three distinct ridges projecting outwards around it. It didn’t hurt too much, since the edges of the dildo were rounded, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable. Meanwhile, the audience was cheering loudly, as the middle-aged white woman started enthusiastically fucking Lara from behind – thrusting with her hips for all she was worth. The position that Lara was locked into, with her hips angled upwards, made it look as if she was presenting her ass to her abuser, and the angle allowed for even deeper penetration.
Lara grunted in-between breaths, as the cream-coloured dildo started ramming against the back of her pussy. Egged-on by the crowd, the woman was giving it her all, trying to squeeze the maximum number of thrusts into her 60 second time limit. The receptionist placed her microphone next to Lara’s pussy, as it stretched open around 8-inch-long triangular dildo. Lara felt her cheeks redden, as the auditorium was filled with the amplified sounds of her wet squelching pussy being fucked. For her part, the receptionist was treated to the incredible sight of Lara’s tight pussy lips stretching open around the 2-inch-thick base of the dildo, and then squeezing closed against around the 1-inch-wide tip.
The woman fucking her was clearly not used to this sort of physical exertion, and she was already breathing heavily. When the 60 second buzzer finally sounded, she was as sweaty as Lara was. The audience applauded her effort, while the blonde receptionist moved around to Lara’s head.
“Well, Slut? What shape was the dildo?” The receptionist asked, holding the microphone next to Lara’s mouth.
“A triangle?” Lara answered.
The receptionist gave her a painful swat on her upturned backside.
“Owww!” Lara cursed, indignantly.
“Is that how Sluts should address their superiors?” The receptionist scolded her.
The busty receptionist was using an angry voice, but Lara could see that she was supressing a smile and there was humour in her eyes.
“It’s a triangle, Ma’am.” Lara answered.
Lara’s ass received another swat from the receptionist’s riding crop.
“Answer properly. Say, my slutty cunt was fucked with a triangle dildo!” The receptionist ordered.
Lara was used to other people referring to her as a slutty sex object, but speaking about herself in those degrading terms took her humiliation to a whole other level.
“My slutty cunt was fucked by a triangle dildo.” Lara said into the microphone.
Lara felt her cheeks turning a brighter shade of red, as she heard her amplified voice broadcasting those degrading words clearly through the auditorium’s speakers. The audience loved her lewd and demeaning words – especially the women. Lara spoke with a recognisably posh, upper-class accent, and hearing her using such coarse and degrading language gave them a thrill of power and superiority.
“That is correct, Slut.” The receptionist answered.
The busty blonde pressed a button and a fresh 60 appeared on the red LED display above the stage. The next woman lubricated her strap-on, and the game resumed. This time was much easier, since the dildo felt entirely round. Lara grunted, as the thinner tip of the dildo collided with her cervix, while her pussy lips stretched open around the thicker base. Again, the woman fucked her frenziedly, trying to squeeze the most action from her 60 seconds. Lara began to moan and despite her limited movement, she started unconsciously rocking her hips backwards against the dildo. But before she could reach any sort of climax, her time was up again.
“My slutty cunt was fucked by a circle dildo.” Lara answered correctly, and the game resumed.
The next dildo was a diamond shape. Lara almost answered square, but it felt wider at the top and bottom than at the sides. She correctly guessed the shape of the dildo after that as well – a rather less comfortable cross shape. The women were fucking her mercilessly, as if they wanted to cause her pain, but it was having the opposite effect. Lara was getting extremely turned on by their rapid and brutal thrusting into her wet pussy. When the next woman withdrew her square-shaped strap-on, it was literally dripping with Lara’s love juices. Once again, the buzzer robbed her of the chance to cum.
Lara’s pent-up sexual frustration was starting to reach boiling point, and she couldn’t even touch herself to relieve it. The whole situation felt surreal: she was being fucked on stage in front of hundreds of cheering people and all she could think about was orgasming. Lara’s mind didn’t want to give them the satisfaction, but her body had needs. Being an intelligent and observant young lady, Lara guessed the next 3 dildo shapes correctly. By now, Lara was edging closer to orgasming, and the blonde receptionist recognised the tell-tale signs.
When the next woman started fucking her, the busty blonde moved the microphone next to Lara’s face, so that it would pick up the sounds she made when she came. The auditorium was filled with the lewd sounds of Lara’s slutty moaning, which only served to increase her shame and arousal. Lara cried out with pleasure, as she orgasmed, and the audience burst into applause. Lara blushed with shame at the indecent spectacle she was making of herself. She felt like a carnival freak, putting on an obscene show.
“Well, Slut?” The receptionist asked, when the next woman’s 60 seconds expired.
The dildo fucking her felt almost round, which ruled out most of the shapes, but it also had distinct vertical ridged running along it.
“My slutty cunt was fucked by a… hexagon dildo?” Lara guessed.
“Ohhhh, I’m afraid that answer is incorrect!” The receptionist announced gleefully.
The audience cheered with excitement, and leaned forward in their seats to get a better look Lara’s punishment. The woman who had been fucking her with an Octagon-shaped dildo was handed the black riding crop. Lara gritted her teeth, as she felt 10 painful swats of the riding crop smack against her upturned backside. The audience counted in time with the smacks, adding to the carnival-like atmosphere. Lara’s firm buttocks rippled under each stinging impact of the riding crop, as the woman alternated between her round cheeks. Lara let out a sight or relief when it was over, but she had forgotten the second part of her punishment.
“Ahhhh!” Lara yelped in pain, as a weighted steel ball was clipped to her left nipple.
The audience laughed at how ridiculous Lara looked, with one breast hanging down an inch lower than the other, because of the weighted steel ball clipped to her nipple. Lara’s nipple began to go painfully numb, as the clip cut off the circulation. The game resumed and Lara grunted, as another strap-on dildo was pushed inside her. The woman fucking her was the beautiful black lawyer from Lara’s first swinging experience. The black woman exercised regularly and was in much better shape than any of the previous women. Lara was soon moaning in pleasure, as the black woman fucked her from behind like a pornstar. Her cream-shaped dildo became a blur, and Lara experienced yet another embarrassing orgasm, before the woman’s time expired.
“What’s your answer?” The receptionist asked, after the buzzer sounded.
“My slutty cunt was fucked with a hexagon dildo.” Lara replied, guessing the number or ridges she felt.
The receptionist shook her head in mock disappointment.
“I’m afraid it was actually a heptagon.” The receptionist said. “Time for your punishment.”
Now the black woman’s physical fitness worked to Lara’s disadvantage, as she swung the riding crop with the power of a professional baseball player. Lara grunted and yelped, as the beautiful black woman turned her bubble butt bright red. Lara instinctively squirmed her buttocks from side, vainly trying to avoid the blows, despite being shackled firmly in place. The audience thought it was hilarious, and cheered the woman on. Lara knew what was coming next, and braced herself accordingly. A moment later, Lara yelped in pain, as a heavy steel weight was clipped to her right nipple.
“Sorry sweety, but at least they’re even now.” The black woman said apologetically, although her smile told Lara that she was anything but sorry.
The shot clock resumed, and Lara’s pussy lips were stretched open around another oddly-shaped dildo, which Lara correctly guessed was a heart. As the game went on, Lara found that she could easily differentiate between most of the shapes – circles and semi-circles, triangles and squares, hearts and diamonds, and crosses and stars; but she was basically guessing when it came to the pentagons, hexagons, heptagons and octagons. Lara guessed wrong about two-thirds of the time, and each wrong answer brought another painful punishment. And with each punishment she endured, Lara’s firm ass was turned a brighter shade of red.
After half-a-dozen wrong guesses, her round buttocks felt like they were on fire and were glowing red hot; but the pain from the riding crop was nothing compared to the pain of the weighted clips. The women were truly sadistic, placing each weighted clip where it would cause her the maximum discomfort and humiliation. After a half-a-dozen wrong guesses, Lara had stainless steel weights clipped to both of her nipples, her clitoris, both of her pussy lips, her ears, and her nose. Lara blushed with shame beneath her mask, as she heard the hysterical laughter of the women, and their hurtful comments about her altered appearance.
“She looks like dumbo!” One woman remarked, referring to the way Lara’s normally graceful ears were drooping down low against her neck.
“She’s not so pretty now!” Another commented cattily, referring to Lara’s previously beautiful nose, which now appeared hooked and was mashed against her upper lip.
“Look at those massive cow udders!” A woman said, referring to Lara’s previously perky and flawless breasts, which were now sagging lower on her chest, like two partially deflated balloons.
“I love how nasty her pussy looks – like those goth sluts that get piercings down there!” A woman said, referring to Lara’s formerly tight clit and labia, which were stretched an inch out from her body, making them look like ugly elongated flaps of skin.
It took just over an hour for all 50 women to have a turn fucking Lara’s now drooping pussy, and all of those that followed made a point of telling Lara how nasty her formerly tight pussy looked.
“Would you like me to get those clips off you, Slut?” The busty blonde receptionist asked, when they were finished.
“Yes! Please, Ma’am! Get them off!” Lara pleaded.
“Alright, but prepare yourself. This is going to sting!” The receptionist warner her.
“Motherfucker!” Lara cursed, as the first weighted clip was removed from her left nipple.
As the blood returned, Lara felt a sharp stinging pain rush into her sensitive areola. As bad as putting on the clips had been, taking them off proved to be twice as painful. Lara screamed obscenities again, as the clip on her right nipple was removed. The audience laughed at her pain, and mocked her uncouth curses.
“Where’s that fancy posh accent now?” One woman shouted cattily, but Lara was in too much pain to notice.
The clips on her ears and nose weren’t anywhere near as painful, since those areas weren’t naturally as sensitive; but that didn’t bode well for the three clips attached to her pussy. The blonde receptionist removed the weight dangling from her stretched clitoris first.
“Ahhhh, shit! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Lara shouted, thrashing her head from side to side, as the blood returned to her tortured clit.
The clips attached to her pussy lips were just as painful to remove, and Lara’s youthful pussy was left looking angry red and swollen.
“I think we’ve tortured the poor Slut enough.” The receptionist told the audience, although the comments from some of the women suggested that they disagreed.
Women can be such bitches, Lara thought, and she resolved to fuck their husbands and boyfriends even harder in the future, as a form of revenge! Such indecent thoughts should never have even occurred to her, but Lara’s sense of morality had been so warped by Dante’s corrupting influence that she couldn’t recognise how perverted she’d become. Dante had transformed her into his perfect Slut.
The receptionist released Lara’s ponytail and removed the stainless-steel anal hook from her ass. Lara sighed with relief and stretched her stiff neck muscles. Although she was relieved to be free of the anal hook, she knew that it was done so that the women could use her now vacant ass. Without further delay, the receptionist began drawing and reading out the remaining numbers, and the second group of 50 women were invited onstage with more polite applause.
“Our final game is simply called Hung Like A Horse.” The receptionist announced.
Now able to look over her shoulder, Lara saw several staff members moving amongst the group of women on stage, handing out more strap-on dildos. Only these weren’t just any dildos. Lara had been riding since she was a little girl and immediately recognise the shape of the enormous black dildos. Lara was dumbfounded! She stared at the dildo closest to her, which was strapped to a petite Asian woman age in her late 20’s. The dildo was a whopping 18-inches-long and had obviously modelled on a horse penis! The black silicon dildo had a 2-inch-wide rounded tip, to ease penetration, and a thick 2.5-inch-wide medial ring half way along the shaft, which thickened to 3-inches-wide a couple of inches from the large balls hanging beneath the base.
"The rules are the same as before. Each woman gets 60 seconds to fuck the Slut’s soon-to-be very large asshole.” The receptionist said, as the audience laughed at her joke.
The receptionist squirted a tube of lubricant directly into Lara’s asshole, while Lara looked back over her shoulder at the women. All of them were wearing identical black strap-on horse dildos. The excitement among the women was palpable. Even those women who knew about Lara’s reputation as an anal queen had difficulty believing that any woman could take an entire horse cock. Now they were about to get the chance to find and in person. Many of them wanted to stretch-out and ruin her asshole out of jealous spite, to prevent her from stealing away their husbands and boyfriends.
The petite Asian was the first woman in line. She rubbed a large amount of lubricant onto her strap-on dildo and lined it up with Lara asshole. The women closest to the front of the line gathered around to watch the first penetration of Lara’s ass. Lara grunted, as the thick rounded tip of the black horse dildo pressed against her sphincter. Lara’s asshole had loosened up considerably since meeting Dante, and despite its size, she had little difficulty accommodating the 2-inch-wide tip of the horse dildo. Her asshole resisted briefly, pushing inwards around the tip of the dildo, before slowly stretching open around it and swallowing it inside.
The women watched in amazement, as Lara’s lubricated asshole took 9 inches of thick horse dildo on the first attempt. Lara grunted, as the thick medial ring collided with her sphincter. The dildo impaling her felt like a thick log stretching open the soft walls of her rectum. The Asian woman started fucking Lara’s asshole with the first half of her strap-on. She thrust forward until the 2.5-inch-thick medial ring collided with Lara’s stretched asshole, and then she pulled back until only the tip remained inside her, before thrusting forward again.
When her time expired, she pulled out of Lara’s asshole, and the next woman in line thrust her horse dildo inside. The size and weight of the huge strap-on dildos prevented the women from fucking Lara as quickly as the previous group of women had; but even so, the steady piston-like strokes began to gradually loosen Lara’s asshole. The fifth woman to use her, an older MILF-looking blonde woman, laughed at how sloppy Lara’s asshole was getting. Lara’s asshole would no longer close, and was distending inwards around the thick medial ring, allowing an extra inch of black horse dildo to penetrate her ass.
The women behind her commented on how loose and nasty Lara’s asshole looked, and how no man would ever want her after today. That last comment was wishful thinking on their part, since they were all jealous that Lara was younger and hotter than they word. Even so, their degrading comments made Lara blushed with shame. Then Lara noticed another line of women forming in front of her, opposite her head.
“Time for a snack break!” The receptionist announced, pointing towards the first woman’s crotch.
Lara knew what was expected of her, and when the first woman sat down in front of her and spread her legs, Lara lowered her head and started licking the woman’s pussy.
“Eat up, slut!” the dark-haired Pakistani women demanded.
Lara bristled at her arrogant tone but complied. To her surprise, when she started licking her tongue up and down the woman’s labia and clit, she immediately tasted the unmistakable saltiness of male semen dripping from the woman’s pussy lips. Glancing around in confusion, Lara noticed that dozens of women in the audience were having sex with their male companions. Unknown to Lara, this had been arranged in advance. During the break, the first group of 50 women were told that they could use Lara’s mouth, if they had unprotected vaginal sex with a man first. All the women eagerly agreed, and some of them even had sex with multiple men, just so that Lara would have to swallow more semen.
Lara used her talented lips and tongue to quickly bring the first woman to climax. She had gone down on so many women since becoming Dante’s Slut that she was now an expert. In less than a minute, the woman cried out as she orgasmed, leaving Lara’s mouth and chin dripping with her vaginal juices. The next woman in line made of point of looking Lara directly in the eyes, as Lara went down on her. Lara felt a thrill of excitement and shame, as she licked another load of sticky cum from the woman’s hairy pussy. Lara’s talented mouth managed to bring most of the women to orgasm is just a couple of minutes. They were already aroused from fucking their partners and making her eat cum from their pussies, and from rubbing themselves while they watched.
While Lara was pleasuring the women in front of her, the women behind her were busy plundering her defenceless ass. By now, Lara’s ass had taken 10 horse dildos in a row, and she was currently being fucked by the eleventh. Lara’s asshole had loosened up considerably, and started stretching inwards around the 2.5-inch-thick medial ring. The medial ring pushed her sphincter further and further inside her body, until it finally expanded wide enough to allow the rest of the shaft to slide inside her. From that point onwards, the dildo started thrusting deeper and deeper into her ass.
Lara could feel girthy sex toy expanding the walls of her rectum and invading her colon, as her asshole stretched open wider and wider around the rapidly thickening shaft. By the time the buzzer finally sounded, Lara had the entire 18-inch length of the thick black horse cock lodged inside her ass. When it withdrew, Lara’s expanded asshole was left with a 1-inch-wide gape that refused to close. Without even pausing, the next woman rammed all 18-inches of her black strap-on inside Lara’s ass, while Lara’s mouth brought the woman she was pleasuring to orgasm.
In the brief lull, Lara looked down and saw the distended outline of the horse dildo bulging out through her flat stomach. It reminded her of a scene from aliens. There was still some resistance when the medial ring reached her asshole, making each piston-like thrust resemble a two-stage process. The first half of the dildo slid inside her ass, then there was a slight pause as her asshole stretched open wider around the medial ring, and then the second half of the dildo slid inside her. Given how deeply the horse dildo was impaling her, Lara felt certain that it must be rearranging her internal organs.
Lara could feel the thick dildo expanding the walls of her rectum and sliding into her colon. She could feel the tip snaking its way so deep inside her bowels that she felt certain it must have reached her small intestine. The buzzer sounded against, and then next woman in line thrust her strap-on dildo inside Lara’s gaping ass. With each thrust of the horse dildo, Lara’s straining asshole became looser and looser. By the time Lara was onto her twentieth horse dildo, her asshole was being penetrated with virtually no resistance. 30 minutes of near-constant pounding by the oversized horse dildos had transformed her once-tight tail pipe into a slippery waterslide, and her gaping sphincter now resembled the round hole at the centre of a glazed doughnut.
Lara’s body gave up trying to resist the enormous dildos and now adapted to them to avoid injury. The same natural defence mechanism that allowed pregnant women to expand their hips during childbirth, now altered Lara’s body to make it the perfect cock-sleeve for oversized horse dildos. Lara’s sphincter gaped open about 1.5-inches-wide – only just narrower than the tips of the horse dildo’s impaling her – and then expanded wider still when the thick medial ring entered her. The twisting bends and curves of Lara’s bowels shifted and realigned, so that her rectum and colon formed a long straight line leading from her asshole; and the internal walls of her bowels expanded, transforming her rectum and colon into a long, wide fleshy tunnel.
Lara grunted around the pussy of the woman she was eating, as she felt the twenty-fifth horse dildo bottom-out inside her asshole. The 3-inch-thick base of the dildo spread Lara’s round buttocks apart around it, making it appear as though her hips were expanding wider each time she was impaled. It seemed unthinkable to Lara that a human woman could fit something as large as a horse cock inside her – let alone someone with Lara’s social status and breeding. Lara had grown up riding horses, and she had visited several stud farms. The first time she witnessed a filly being mounted by a stallion, she had been shocked by the size of the stallion’s enormous penis. At the time, she’d felt sorry for the young female horse being bred. Now she knew exactly what filly had felt!
The woman behind her was gripping her hourglass hips and pistoning her strap-on dildo in and out of Lara’s ass with long smooth strokes. The 18-inch-long black dildo glistened wetly with lubricant and sweat, as it passed through Lara’s gaping asshole like a long train passing through a tunnel. By the thirtieth horse dildo, Lara’s sphincter was gaping open almost 2-inches-wide, so that the first half of the horse dildo barely touched the sides. Lara noticed longer gaps between dildos penetrating her ass, as the women stopped to gawp at her cavernous ass.
“Oh my God! Look at her butt!” One woman commented.
“She could fit a baseball bat in there!” Another woman said.
“Like throwing a sausage down a corridor!” A third joked, and the others laughed
“Who would want to fuck that?” A woman added cruelly.
“I don’t know what Dante sees in her!” Another woman quipped.
“I heard she’s a prostitute that Dante hired to drum up business!” A woman gossiped.
“I bet you she’s one of those pornstars from Onlyfans!” Another woman sneered.
At the same time, Lara was bombarded with more humiliating comments by the women she was pleasuring with her mouth.
“That right! Eat my pussy, you dirty slut!” The woman she was licking snarled, while rubbing her pussy across Lara’s nose, mouth and chin.
“You love it, don’t you slut? You love being treated like a whore!” The same woman said mockingly, as she squirted right in Lara’s face.
“Do you like the taste of my husband’s cum? I bet you do, you filthy whore!” The next woman said, as she made Lara eat her freshly-fucked pussy.
“I’d hide my face too, if I was as nasty as you!” Another woman added bitchily.
The degrading comments went on and on, and Lara felt them worming their way into her mind, and slowly eating away at her confidence and pride. Some of the women did it because they were just cruel bitches who got off on demeaning and humiliating others; some of them got off on the power trip, since they were powerless in their own lives; but for most of them, it came down to jealousy. Even with her identity hidden by a mask, Lara was still obviously younger and more attractive than they were; and it was obvious from her posh, upper-class accent that she was better educated and of a higher social status than them as well. However, her greatest crime was that she had managed to ensnare Dante – easily the most eligible bachelor in London.
“Would you like to cum?” The receptionist asked her.
Lara wanted to deny it, but she was desperate for some orgasmic relief from her never-ending sexual frustration. She nodded.
“I’ll tell you what. Beg the audience to let you cum. Tell them what a filthy whore you are, and how much you love what we’re doing to you.” The blonde receptionist said.
Lara reddened, as she realised what Dante’s receptionist was doing. It was another psychological tactic designed to humiliate her and internalize her shame. Like making her refer to herself as a Slut. If Lara said demeaning things about herself often enough, then eventually she come to believe them. Yet… she was desperate to orgasm, so she swallowed her pride and spoke into the receptionist’s microphone.
"Please let me cum, Sirs! I love getting my ass destroyed by horse cocks! I love eating cum out of a woman’s pussy! I’m such a filthy whore! Please let me cum!” Lara pleaded, her posh accent making her words sound even more obscene.
The men in the audience cheered their approval, while the women laughed at Lara’s complete lack of self-respect. The receptionist smiled broadly and pressed a stick vibrator against Lara’s swollen pussy. Despite the rawness from the weighted clips, the vibrator felt really good. The receptionist kept the microphone in front of Lara’s face, and the auditorium was filled with the sounds of her slutty moaning. When Lara orgasmed a minute later, the men and women cheered mockingly, and then the gangbang resumed.
The receptionist kept the stick vibrator pressed against Lara’s pussy, while the remaining women took their turns using her ass and mouth. Lara experienced another 5 orgasms, one after another, which left her legs shaking weakly, and her body an exhausted sweaty mess. By the time the last of the 50 women finished their turns sodomizing her, Lara’s asshole was left gaping open almost 2.5-inches-wide – so wide that the thick medial ring of horse dildo just barely touched the sides of her sphincter. The sight was so incredible that one of the staff members brought over a flashlight to have a closer look. The women gathered around him and stared in amazement at the deep gaping chasm that Lara’s once-tight ass had become.
The women slowly filed past to have a look at her ass, like Lara was an exhibit in some sort of perverted museum. Then they invited the men onstage to for a look. The women did this deliberately, to dehumanise and taint Lara in the eyes of their men. After her obscene performance, none of the women had to worry anymore about Lara stealing their husbands and boyfriends. While they might jump at the opportunity to fuck her, none of them would ever take her seriously as a long-term partner. She had proven that she was nothing but a set of holes, to be used for their pleasure and then discarded. In that moment, Lara realised that she had probably been ruined for other men, which made her even more depended upon Dante’s love.
Lara was released from her restraints and breathed a sigh of relief that the Free Use Gangbang was finally over, but the blonde receptionist had other ideas. Most of the men and women had left the auditorium, either to go home or to enjoy some personal time in the playrooms, but about a dozen women remained behind. Their cruel smiles and the way they circled around her made Lara feel like she was surrounded by a gang of schoolyard bullies.
“Dante wants you to serve drinks to some important guests he’s meeting in the bar, but first you need to be suitably attired.” The receptionist said.
One of the women pushed a stainless-steel ring-gag into Lara’s mouth and buckled it securely behind her head, which indicated that her Free Use night wasn’t over. Two more women came forward and slid a pair of 6-inch-high platform heels onto Lara’s feet. The heels were made of red leather to match her SLUT collar, and buckled-up around her ankles. They were the kind of shoes worn by strippers and prostitutes, and were a world away from the fashionable designer heels that Lara was used to wearing.
Next, Lara’s arms were pulled behind her back and placed into a full-length leather armbinder. The red armbinder fully encased her arms and forced her forearms and elbows painfully together behind her back, making her thrust out her chest to relieve the pressure. With her arms tied vertically together behind her back, Lara couldn’t resist when she was bent over at the waist.
“I need you to relax your muscles.” The blonde receptionist told her.
Lara’s eyes widened in disbelief, when she saw the busty blonde holding a large wine bottle. Lara shook her head and protested ‘No’ through the ring-gag, but the women ignored her and rubbed lubricant over the glass bottle. Suddenly, Lara felt something cold and flat pressing against the entrance to her ass. Lara paled, as she realised that they were trying to push a 12-inch-long, 3-inch-wide wine bottle inside her butt, thickest end first.
Lara shook her head from side to side and stamped her feet, which made her look even more ridiculous on her towering platform heels. She screamed unintelligibly through her ring-gag, as her asshole stretched inwards elastically around the cold flat base of the thick wine bottle. The women on either side of her pushed Lara’s shoulders down lower, to create a more favourable angle for the glass bottle to penetrate her. The receptionist started twisting the bottle from side to side, and slowly Lara’s weakened asshole began to stretch elastically open. After about a minute of trying, the thick bottle finally overcame Lara’s defences and slid inside her obscenely expanded sphincter.
Lara groaned, as she felt the thick bottle pushing inside her rectum. Her protests continued until the thickest part of the bottle had passed through her sphincter, after which the bottle started to taper down. Lara breathed deeply and sighed with relief, as her stretched-open asshole squeezed shut around the neck of the bottle, until only a couple of inches remained sticking out of her ass. When Lara was pushed upright again, she had to awkwardly widen her stance to accommodate the large wine bottle protruding from between her ass cheeks. She also blushed when she saw that the thickness of the bottle had expanded her anal cavity to such an extent that it was making her normally flat stomach bludge outwards, as if she was several months pregnant.
Next, the women brought over a large rectangular serving tray. The tray had four round eyelets connected to each long side. One of the women removed the now superfluous FREE USE tag from the steel O-ring at the front of Lara’s collar, and then ran a thin chain through it. The woman clipped both ends of the chain to the eyelets on the far side of the tray, and then attached a second set of double-ended clips to the nearside eyelets of the tray. Lara screamed in pain and comically stamped her feet, as the second set of clips were attached to her sensitive nipples. When they were done, the entire weight of the rectangular steel tray was being supported by Lara’s collar and breasts.
“Just one final piece of decorating to go.” The blonde receptionist said, handing out some thick black marker pens, which the women took excitedly.
Then the women got to work, gleefully “decorating” Lara’s naked body. They wrote WHORE across Lara’s forehead and drew a spurting penis on her left cheek. They wrote I ‘Heart’ CUM on her right cheek, with an arrow pointing towards her mouth. They wrote BIG TIT BIMBO across her chest and they wrote FAKE on each of her breasts. They wrote CUM DUMPSTER across her stomach, with an arrow pointing towards her crotch. They wrote FUCK ME on her right inner thigh, and FIST ME on her left inner thigh, and drew more arrows pointing towards her pussy. They wrote SLAG down her left arm and SKANK down her right arm.
They wrote RAPE ME on her left ribcage, and FUCK PIG on her right ribcage. They wrote I’M A SLUT and FUCK ME HARD on the backs of her thighs, and they wrote ANAL SLUT on her lower back, and drew an arrowing pointing down at her asshole. They wrote HORSE SLUT on her left butt cheek and FREE USE on her right butt cheek. They wrote PROSTITUTE FOR HIRE across her shoulder blades and wrote a price list beneath it, down her upper and middle back, which read: HAND JOB - $2, ORAL - $5, VAGINAL - $10, ANAL - $15, GANGBANG - $5pp (4 Person Minimum). When they were finished, Lara looked like the skankiest, nastiest whore in London.
As the women stood back to admire their handiwork, a staff member walked over and placed 4 crystal wine glasses on Lara’s tray. Lara wobbled and tottered about on her platform heels like a drunken prostitute. Lara had been walking in high heels since the age of 16, and usual wore them with poise and grace; but the wine bottle in her ass and the arm binder had robbed her of her balance. Lara’s usually graceful walk degenerated into an awkward and inelegant gait, and it took all of her concentration not to spill the wine glasses from her tray.
The receptionist clipped a leash to the O-ring on Lara’s collar and led her towards the exit. They left the auditorium, followed by the last of the women, and walked across to the bar. The masked woman who entered the main bar of Dante’s Inferno bore no resemblance to the proud and cultured young woman who had first entered all those months ago: her walk was graceless and unrefined; her posture was embarrassed and submissive; her appearance was dirty and trashy, with obscene words scrawled all over her young body; her face was covered in drying semen and love juice; her pussy looked red and swollen; and her platform heels, slutty collar and leash made her look like a sleazy sex worker.
The bar was pretty quiet for a Friday night, with only a few dozen men and women present, since most of the customers had either gone home or moved into one of the playrooms. Those people still present stopped their conversations mid-sentence to stare at her. The entire bar fell silent, as the receptionist led Lara towards the booth where Dante was sitting with 3 other men. Lara could feel everyone staring at her, and she could hear people whispering and giggling as she walked past. She had never felt more self-conscious or embarrassed in her life.
“Ah, our drinks have arrived!” Dante said, smiling as he saw Lara’s appearance.
Lara was suddenly grateful for the ring-gag in her mouth, because she too embarrassed to speak. The receptionist handed Lara’s leash to Dante, and Lara blushed as the three other men in the booth gawped at her defiled body. She could see them reading the words scrawled across her body, and blushed with shame at what they must think of her. Dante stood up and pulled Lara towards the booth.
“Gentlemen, please take a glass so that we can toast to our agreement.” Dante said, pushing her forward.
Dante pushed Lara towards each of the men, so that they could pluck a wine glass from her tray. Then he grabbed the base of her long ponytail and bent her over the back of one of the booth’s lounge chairs. The position made Lara’s ass stick up in the air, and gave his guests and close-up view of the wine bottle lodged inside her asshole.
Dante called over a staff member, who handed him a corkscrew. Lara heard a twisting sound coming from behind her, followed by a distinctive popping sound, as Dante uncorked the wine bottle while it was still inside her. Dante picked up his wine glass and used Lara’s ponytail as a handle to raise her head, so that her asshole lowered. He held his glass beneath Lara’s asshole as wine poured out of the neck of the bottle. When his glass was nearly full, he pushed her head back down, so that the wine bottle in her ass was pointed skyward again.
Dante put down his glass and motioned for the first of his guests to come forward. The man smiled and shrugged at the sheer insanity of what he was witnessing. Dante pulled up on Lara’s ponytail, causing the wine bottle in her ass to tilt downwards towards the man’s glass. Wine started pouring out of the bottle into the man’s glass. When it was almost full, Dante pushed Lara’s head back down. Lara blushed with shame, as she realised that Dante was using her body like a life-sized bar tap. Dante repeated the procedure twice more for his remaining guests, and then they toasted to whatever deal they had just agreed to.
“Mmmm, this wine is excellent. What vintage is it?” One of the men asked.
“Why don’t we find out?” Dante said, and then turned to Lara, who was still bent over the back of the chair, with her ass facing the 3 men.
Without warning, Dante gripped the neck of the wine bottle and pulled. Lara shook her head and screamed into her ring-gag, as her tired asshole stretched outwards around the shoulders of the bottle. Her distended sphincter pulled out almost an inch from her body, before it expanded large enough to expel the 3-inch-wide body of the bottle. Lara collapsed against the couch, breathing heavily. Dante read aloud the vintage of the wine bottle, but none of his guests were listening. They were staring in amazement at the gaping 2.5-inch-wide tunnel that the wine bottle had left in its wake.
After they finished their wine, Dante forced Lara to her knees and invited his new business partners to use her.
“I’m afraid her pussy and asshole are a mess, but her mouth should still be good.” Dante said.
Lara reddened with embarrassment and suddenly felt uncertain about whether Dante actually loved her. While she worried, the first man stepped forward and took hold of her ponytail. He didn’t even bother to thrust his hips, but instead used Lara’s hair like and handle and guided her mouth up and down on his cock. Lara went from being a human bar tap to a human Flashlight, as the man shamelessly masturbated himself with her wide-open mouth. He used her for his amusement, like a disposable sex toy. The ring-gag didn’t allow Lara to use her lips, so the blowjob was delivered entirely using her tongue and throat. He ejaculated down her throat a couple of minutes later, and then passed her on to the next man.
The next man fucked her roughly. He gripped her head like a vice and started pounding her mouth like it was just another warm hole. It was clear from his treatment of her that he didn’t see her as a person. She was just a piece of fuck meat, put there for his enjoyment. The man face-fucked for a couple of minutes before cuming in her mouth. Cum and saliva started leaking out from around her mouth a dribbling down her chin. He pulled out and wiped his slimy cock across her face, and then passed her to the last man, who also face-fucked her until he came.
Dante farewelled his new business partners and then led Lara over towards the bar. He unclipped the serving tray from Lara’s collar and nipples and placed it on the bar. Lara hissed from the pain, but then grunted as Dante forced her back down onto her knees. To her dismay, Dante then invited the rest of the men in the bar to use his SLUT. A group of about 30 men gathered around the bar and formed a line to use her. With her arms still tied behind her back in the armbinder, Lara was powerless to resist them. Lara was shocked when the first man slapped her in the face and called her a disgusting whore. Before she could respond, he grabbed hold of her head and started brutally face-fucking her.
Sounds of “Gluk, Gluk, Gluk, Gluk” filled the room, as Lara was made to deepthroat the man’s cock. He came within a couple of minutes, filling Lara’s throat with his cum. Lara collapsed forward, gasping for breath, until the next man yanked her up by the hair and slapped her in the face several times with his cock.
Lara’s throat went, “Gluk, Gluk, Gluk, Gluk,” as he forced her head up and down on his cock. Lara was shocked at how roughly she was being treated. On previous occasions, the men who used her had been careful not to go to far, but now something had changed. It was her. The unwritten rule regarding Free Use women was to only be as rough as they could handle. Lara was covered in obscene and degrading body writing, telling anyone who read it that she was a cum dumpster who wanted to be raped, so they obliged her. They treated her like the lowest whore in London.
Tears started running out of the corners of her eyes, as Lara’s throat was forced to expand open around one cock after another. They used her open mouth like a Fleshlight, and forced her to swallow load after load of sticky cum down her throat. When they finally finished, Dante undid Lara’s armbinder and made her crawl out of the bar on all fours. Lara felt completely numb. She couldn’t understand how Dante could treat her so cruelly. It was only once they reached his office that Dante’s manner changed. He gently carried her ravaged body into his large shower, and washed her clean while telling her how much he loved her, and how proud he was of her.
The writing on Lara’s body was not permanent marker and washed off easily, and after drying her off, he helped her dress and drove her home to his penthouse apartment. They drove in silence: Lara was too exhausted and shaken-up to speak. She needed to gather her thoughts. She was still sore the next morning, so they forwent their usual round of morning lovemaking, not that Lara was in the mood anyway.
For the first time in months, Lara experienced a moment of introspection and realised how far she’d let herself spiral out of control. She realised that Dante was no good for her and she knew that she needed to stop seeing him. She told Dante that they needed to talk.
Dante agreed, but asked her if they could talk over brunch, since he’d made reservations for them at Lara’s favourite restaurant, which was within walking distance of his apartment. It sounded like a good idea to Lara – better to breakup with him somewhere public, where he wouldn’t make a scene. As they walked down a busy street in the expensive part of London, Lara prepared to tell Dante that she couldn’t see him anymore. She understood now that she’d fallen into a co-depended relationship. She was so attracted to him that she’d sacrificed her pride and self-respect to please him.
Dante was like a drug, and being around him made her behave out of character. She knew that he had women literally throwing themselves at him, so she felt like she needed to compete for his love and attention. So, she kept on agreeing to his escalating sexual demands, because she was afraid of losing him. But last night had been the last straw. She had to stop! This time she’d tell him that they needed to break-up; and this time, she wouldn’t allow herself to be distracted by his love bombing tactics.
“Dante, we need to talk!” Lara said seriously.
Dante stopped walking and smiled at her. Lara’s eyes widened, when she saw that he had brought her to a luxury jewellery store. He pointed towards the large display window, which was full of expensive engagement rings.
“Do you see anything you like?” Dante asked with a handsome smile.
Lara’s heart skipped a beat. Dante dropped down to one kneed and pulled a 2-carat princess-cut diamond ring out of his pocket.
“This is just a stand-in, until you pick your actual ring inside – if you’ll marry me?” Dante asked.
“Oh yes! Yes! I will marry you! Of course I will!” Lara swooned.
Dante drew her into a passionate kiss that Lara wished would last forever. Her dreams were finally coming true, and she felt like the luckiest woman alive! Sure, she wished that Dante’s sexual appetites were more normal, and that he didn’t feel the need to share her with his customers; but at least her treated her well the rest of the time. No relationship is perfect, Lara rationalised, and no one had ever made her feel the way that Dante did. No one gave her the tingles and butterflies the way that Dante did. And if being Dante’s slutty hotwife was what it took to get Dante to marry her, then that’s what she’d do. Because if she didn’t work hard to please him, he would easily replace her with another woman that would.
“Oh, before we go inside, what did you have to tell me?” Dante asked.
Lara pursed her lips. Her mind screamed at her to break-up with him and not to be fooled by his attention and validation - to leave before it was too late! But when she looked up at his handsome face, and then down at the sparkling ring he’d just placed upon her finger, she knew that she couldn’t.
“Oh, it wasn’t important.” Lara answered meekly, as she took her new fiancée’s hand and walked inside the jewellery store with him, to pick out her engagement ring.
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