Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                               Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 23

       Despite all the sex and abuse, Anita discovered that her current assailants for all their talk hadn't given her even the amount of pain and degradation that Hari's thugs provided when they were allowed the opportunity to have her under their command for some infraction of the brothel owner's rules. She also found herself thinking of Pradeep and how wonderful it felt to have his hard cock working away inside her tight wet cunt and even tighter asshole. She could hardly wait for the next opportunity to have her darling son making her wet and nearly insane with passion. She began to mentally chastise herself for being so prudish when the chance existed to have an ardent and very reliable lover available under her own roof. She would have given him precious little free time to gamble, making sure that she was always eager to demonstrate some new position or technique that one of her large circle of female friends had described. Once they had settled into a routine, it would be time for her to introduce Pradeep to some of her more knowledgeable, sexually attractive and happily married female friends. Naturally there would be room for his loyal and very sexy mother in these trysts. Who knows, perhaps Pradeep and she would join in entertaining another married couple or even couples, learning and teaching with each tryst?

       Anita had been so engaged in her fantasies that she was startled when the women dragged her from the platform. Before she knew it, they had cuffed her wrists behind her back and knowing fingers and hands began tormenting her flesh. Her nipples were twisted and yanked until she screamed from the pain. That resulted in a vicious slap across her face that made her eyes water and the skin feel that it had been blistered. Her cunt lips were grasped and stretched so they could experience the same pain. One of the women grabbed her thick hair and tried to tear it out by the roots causing more screams from poor Anita. Another powerful slap made her ears ring and her eyes see stars. Now she was on her stomach and cuffs were being snapped around her ankles. One of the men kicked her in the ribs and ordered the women to get busy and transport the "guest of honor" downstairs to the bathroom for a thorough cleansing.

       Anita shivered at the prospect of being given an enema in front of the group; she still thought of herself as being from a high caste in society rather than a drudge who worked in a brothel when she wasn't making pornographic movies. She began to cry and that made everyone laugh at the way she was responding to what they were planning. Someone grabbed her hair and pulled it so her head was bent back. Someone else, probably the large woman who had nearly ruined her cervix, made her teeth rattle from the two brutal punches that flattened her ears and made her deaf for a minute or so. Then a pair of hands grabbed her thick tresses and began pulling her naked body across the room, as the men entertained themselves by kicking her in the ribs and on occasion managing to dig into the side of her pillowy tits, bringing agonized screams from their victim.

       There were two flights of splintered wooden stairs leading down to what was to become a torture chamber for a very frightened Anita. Her captors seemed to take great enjoyment in making her bare body encounter every splinter and imperfection contained within those devilishly designed steps. The women took their time, making the trip to the basement-bathroom a lengthy ordeal that left their victim's naked body covered with bruises and some minor cuts from the splinters that were driven into her big tits and the rough surface of the wood. Upon reaching the cellar, she was given a tour of the facilities that would be used to cleanse the evil demons that inhabited her body. Unfortunately for Anita, she was unable to see much as they continued to drag her from place to place, all the while her bare body absorbing more kicks and even being stomped whenever the  "tour" stopped to describe what was in store for her once the cleansing process began in earnest.

       Without any warning a chain was attached to the cuffs that held her legs together, and poor Anita was hoisted into the air until her bare body dangled about a foot from the floor, her long hair just touching the concrete. She could see the large shower head seeming to hover like a bird of prey just above her. She was totally unprepared for the two rubber hoses that were unceremoniously jammed deep into her cunt and asshole. Then she heard a male voice informing her she was about to be cleaned out in a manner established for whores like herself. Seconds later water began blasting away inside her cum soaked cunt and throbbing asshole. She could hear the laughter as it looked as if her cunt was acting like a fountain, shooting a combination of water and cum into the air. The effect from the hose inside her rectum was not very impressive, a minor shower of water arcing and spurting from her flooded intestines. One of the half-naked women move closer and managed to transfer the hose from Anita's bowels to join the one pulsing inside her sore cunt canal.

       As Anita screamed and begged for relief, her captors stood around her writhing body and made obscene observations and plans for other punishments once Anita's cunt was totally cleansed. The water pressure was varied to add to the agony their victim was experiencing. Then one of the men made a wager that Anita could handle two hoses in her asshole for at least five minutes. Despite her pleading and begging, not to mention promises to allow them to do anything to her body in lieu of this fiendish treatment, one and then a second hose were wedged deep into her sore asshole. The water pressure was raised slowly to prevent either hose from being expelled from her swollen bowels. Anita's voice cracked as she descended into mindless terror at the consequences that might occur from this brutal torment. Her audience merely stood and watched this unequal struggle.

       Her midriff became to expand as the water  wended its way from one intestine to the next and moved on to find additional space within the host's body for more water to accumulate. One long minute after another elapsed and still the naked woman's body grew more and more bloated from the torrents of water still blasting a trail through the fleshy nooks and crannies. It was nearly four minutes gone when both hoses popped out with a swishing sound and moving like snakes still spewed water in every direction. By then Anita had grown silent, her strength sapped by this terrible torture. There was some grumbling, but the hosts suggested strongly that they move the whore to another part of the bathroom and see how she handled herself. That brought laughter from the group and so Anita was lowered from the hoist and dragged over to the large tub located in one corner of the cellar bathroom.

       The men picked her up and deposited Anita into the large tub still with her hands and feet securely cuffed. It was both wider and deeper, making it nearly impossible for their captive to escape. To be certain that she would remain exactly where they desired, heavy weights loaded into canvas bags were placed across her shoulders and stomach. It was now impossible for Anita to escape whatever they had planned for her. The water taps were opened and hot water began to fill the tub. For this phase of her punishment the water was hot, but not yet scalding. It didn't take too long before the level of water climbed high enough to start covering her weighted body. Anita began to become concerned as the level continued to rise to the point that all but her plump tits were covered by the very hot water. She was still able to move her head upward a few inches despite the weight attached to her shoulders. Soon even that ability was slowly becoming overwhelmed by the onslaught of heated water. Now the actual struggle began and her audience watched with great eagerness to see just how long she would be able to avoid becoming submerged in the onrushing torrent of liquid pouring from the tub's faucets.

       Anita would force herself upward to get a few breaths before the weights would force her to submerge and gain some strength for another foray to the surface. This uneven battle captured the attention of those watching carefully. It took more and more effort to get even a single deep breath.Meanwhile the water rose inexorably to the point where Anita panicked, thrashing mindlessly about in a vain effort to break the surface. They watched her struggles grow weaker and the way she tried to thrust her belly upwards as if that would give her any advantage against the water filling the tub. Soon she began to swallow water and her struggles increased for a few brief moments before she passed out and her lungs began to fill with water. They  waited for a few more seconds and then one of the women reached down and with some effort released the weights holding down their captive's upper body. Anita's head popped to the surface and she began spewing water from her mouth and gasping for air. The men were not amused by her quick recovery and so the weights went back on and she quickly sank beneath the water and once more began the grisly process of drowning. This time it was a pale, unmoving Anita who rose to the surface once the weights were released. This time her face was ashen and eyes shut, satisfying the more jaded members of the group.

       The women were put to work reviving Anita for another round of water torture. She had swallowed a considerable amount of water that showed in her belly. Naturally the heavy set woman wasted no time forcing the water from Anita by dropping her full weight onto the bulge outlining the unconscious woman's filled stomach. Water spewed from her mouth and nostrils, but she remained cold and senseless. The group began to become concerned and stronger means of awakening her were attempted. Two of the men pulled Anita into an upright position so the third member could begin punching her belly and her fat-lipped cunt mouth. More water spouted like a fountain from their victim and she took a deep breath. This action earned Anita a vicious blow to her belly followed by blows to her big tits that flattened them and caused even more water to be released from her roiling stomach.

       One of the men holding Anita steady while the others worked to make her regain her senses decided he wanted to sodomize her before they put the dazed woman back into the tub. Her ankle cuffs were removed to make it easier for him to plow out her tight asshole. Anita was made to bend over the edge of the tub and two of the women made sure she didn't wiggle free once the large cock that the man displayed came into view. He rolled a condom over his rigid shaft and then added some of the fiery ointment that had already been used on Anita. To make sure he was hard enough to penetrate her tight bunghole, he began by pumping his cock into Anita's sore cunt. She struggled madly to escape what seemed to be flames consuming her cunt as the ointment did its work, but the women held her steady. Then the fun really began as his hard dick split her puckered entry and began pressing into her bowel as she screamed and struggled to the point that one of the other men started punching her in the kidneys, so irritated was he about all the noise she was  making.

       After a few minutes of steady fucking and punching, Anita grew relatively quiet and made only a few screeches when her rapist bottomed out inside her roiling intestine and remained in place, moving his cock from side to side. To make it more interesting, he had the women turn her over onto her back with her head dangling down. Now he could grasp her fleshy hips and use them almost as reins while he continued his assault on her sore asshole. Her entire body was now jiggling with every thrust and her breathing grew ragged. He decided to change his attack and work on her cunt for a few minutes before resuming the rape of her asshole. To his amazement Anita began to match his efforts, thrusting upward to meet his strokes. Her pussy began to wrap around his cock as soon as it bottomed out, trying to keep it inside her for longer periods.

       The women entered the fray by grabbing Anita's big tits and painfully twisting them first in one direction and then the other. Despite their best efforts, Anita's cunt managed to excite the man's cock to the point tht he deivered a tremendous load of hot cum into his condom, depriving him of any further fun with the prostitute they were using for this evening's fun. He stripped off the condom and pushed it into Anita's hot, juicing pussy open side first. Then he made one of the women press it further into the whore's cunt so that his sperm was released into her fuck canal and at the same time the ointment began burning away the mucous membrane lining Anita's hot box. Finally he delivered a powerful punch to her dripping cunt mouth, almost turning it inside out. Anita cried out in agony bringing a smile to his face as he delivered another powerful blow to that shaved pussy mouth. He was prevented from further damaging the "entertainment" so they could continue to train her in the fine art of breathing under water. This time the water would be cold, very cold, thanks to a device that cooled the water before it entered the tub.

       The women had put their heads together and decided to make Anita's next ordeal more challenging.

A mammoth sized dildo was forced into the victim's sore and now quite distended twat. The ladies had taken turns slamming the palms of their hands against the dildo's bottom to force it deeper and deeper into the  "entertainment's" fuck box as she screamed and begged for relief, but got none. They were not finished with their preparations. Now it was time to drive another toy into her sloppy asshole that was much looser after the last round of sodomy. Anita's voice cracked from the strain on her vocal chords, while inch by inch the big toy was driven deeper and deeper into her spasming bowel. That task completed, they cuffed the woman's ankles together, added the weights and watched as the men lifted the plump, big-titted whore and placed her face up in the bottom of the tub.  Seconds later the icy water began issuing from the twin spigots and Anita could do nothing but plead and moan as the icy fingers of water began licking her flanks.

       It didn't take too long for evidence that the icy bath was getting to Anita. Her nipples got rock hard and portions of her body began to pebble as the water lapped against them. She began shifting her body in hopes that she could free herself from the weights around her shoulders and thus be able to keep her head above the water that was rapidly gushing into the tub. The weights seemed to fascinate the women who took turns pressing down on them to force Anita's head beneath the chilling assault. As previously, she began to panic and this excited the group as they watched the uneven contest come to its inevitable conclusion. The water was slowed to add to Anita's fear. Soon she needed to fight her way to the surface, but was unable to stay above the water line  for any significant amount of time because of those infernal weights around her shoulders and belly. Finally the flow of water was stopped for a time to see how she was handling the challenge.

       Anita's remaining strength slowly deserted her, which caused her to stay below the water's surface for longer periods of time. She was facing the same challenge as before and realized unless someone took pity on her situation, she would soon begin swallowing water, and this time it might be her end. The women discussed what to do to finish her off without harming her for the moment. They had some nasty plans that went beyond dunking this whore until she swallowed a belly full. To end this portion of the punishment they took turns using a pair of pliers to squeeze her nipples flat, totally disorienting her and making it quite easy to have Anita take on enough water to fill her lungs. Once she was unable to keep her head above water for even a few seconds they knew she was finished, but there were still those big tits that acted like a pair of magnets. By the time they were finished using the pliers on her big tits, they were covered with purplish triangles. Anita's face was drawn and drained of all color and her big tits hardly moved, a sign that her lungs had filled to their limit with the icy water.

       It wasn't until the men lifted her from the bath that anyone truly appreciated her near death condition. Anita's entire body felt like it was made from ice and there was no reaction to the slaps and pinching it received. She went over the edge of the tub and the men pounded her back furiously to force the water that had lodged in her lungs. Still there was no reaction in the form of breathing or reaction to pain such as when they took turns pounding the sex toys even deeper into her pussy and asshole. By then the entire group was beginning to believe that they had gone too far and accidently killed the whore. It was the men who panicked and started to blame each other for the dangerous situation they had created.

       It was the women who saved the day by the simple expedient of providing warmth to the near corpse's body. The trio squatted over the pale, clammy body and began pissing on it. It took only a minute or so before the warm piss caused the first faint stirring of the cold ashen victim. At the women's urging the men joined in and made a game of it, seeing who was able to direct his stream up her nostrils. Strange as it seemed, that activity soon had her coughing up what seemed like quarts of water from her lungs. Someone got the bright idea of putting Anita back in the tub and using warm or hot water to completely revive her.

       Nearly thirty minutes elapsed before Anita was fully conscious and able to communicate with her tormentors. She opened her eyes to face an angry group, furious at the nerve of their "entertainment" to cause such trouble for them. This was not at all the way to treat her betters. Poor Anita could not satisfy these people no matter what she did, that was very apparent. Once more they pulled Anita from the tub, still wet and dripping, so she could be dragged over to another section of the room where her punishment would be continued. This time there would be no escape for her until they were satisfied she knew her place and would demonstrate just how well she could show it to them.

                       (To be continued - jethro jodhpur)