“Go on and rub yerself, ya hot bitch.” Just as Marion felt the dam break and the warm juice of her climax poured down her thighs, soaking the rags beneath her, a hot shower splashed on her throat and mouth and cheeks, and she heard Big Red roar like a bull as, for the second time that night, he pumped his juices onto her body.
He moved away and Marion turned over on the bed, wiping her face off on a rag. She lay with her face to the wall, eyes closed tightly and let the deep sobs of despair wrack her body. Shame and self loathing were so great that she felt nothing more could ever affect her. Little did she realize that this was but a mild beginning to what she would have to endure before she saw her home again.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Marion's eyes closed and her voice faded to silence. Sir David poured another stiff tot of brandy and, holding her head gently, helped her to drink. He said nothing, remaining as silent as he had throughout her whole grim recital. He had made no comment, nor did he intend to. The sound of his voice might well make it impossible for her to go on, and he knew that her dreadful experience would never be erased until she had told him everything; talked it all away.
His face was a classic study of tight control. He was compelled, for her sake, to listen, but knew there was nothing he could do; no revenge he could take. Even if it were possible to sort out the culprits from the thousands of like wretches that filled the slums of London, he couldn't possibly risk having the story of his wife's ordeal leak out. Aside from the impossible scandal, people would certainly wonder what Lady Marion Cassen was doing, wandering abroad in London at that time of night, in that particular district. Someone might just figure it out, or at least make a too-close guess. No, there was nothing he could do but listen with almost equal parts of horror and fascination and thank the gods that his woman had been returned to him in no worse condition.
Marion drained the cup and opened her eyes again. As if in a trance, she stared straight ahead of her and started speaking again.
“They started drinking again white I was crying, and the one called Big Red told me to shut up and made me take a drink from their battle. He said that he couldn't stand blubbering, and that the gin would cheer me up. It didn't cheer me up but it did make me a little warmer. I was huddling under some rags, trying to hide myself and keep the cold away when I heard voices and the sound of people coming up the stairs. They pushed open the door and came in. There were four men and a woman. They were all drunk, and I can't begin to tell how repulsive they were-oh, not much worse than Big Red and Gimp, but no better. The woman was almost inhuman. She was nearly as tall as Big Red, with wide shoulders and enormous, sagging breasts. She couldn't have been more than twenty, if that, but one front tooth was missing and her face was so sunken about the cheeks that I think most of the back teeth must have been missing, too. Her hair hung to her waist in a filthy, snarled mass and her clothes-well, they were what you see me in now. The worst part of her was her voice. She talked like a very young child, and either whined or giggled constantly.
“One of the men had a large ape on a chain, and they all looked so repulsive that it was hard to tell, at first, that the ape wasn't just another of their fellows.
“That I should be in such company was so unbelievable that for a few moments I actually believed that I had disappeared and was just looking on, the way one would watch a play.
“It wasn't very long before the reality of it all was impressed on me again. Big Red and the old one named Gimp gathered the others around and displayed me like some sort of prize animal. They rolled me about and pawed me, holding up my breasts, and spreading my legs apart so that the others could see every bit of me.
“Then they started arguing about who should have me first. The new ones had brought more gin with them, and I hoped they might get into a drunken fight and forget about me, but it was an idle hope. While they were arguing, the idiot girl squatted on the floor beside me and started to touch my skin, drooling and saying how soft and pretty I was, like a baby. Then she said that I was her baby, and sat up on the bed beside me. She pulled me up easily, as though I weighed nothing and cradled me in her arms. Then she took out one of her huge breasts and tried to put the nipple into my mouth. I pulled away and she slapped me hard on the bare bottom, saying naughty, naughty, and that I must eat. The slap hurt terribly and I knew there must be a welt there so I let her push the hard, rubbery nipple into my mouth and started to suck. While I was nursing her she pulled her skirt up and spread her legs so that she could play with herself.
“The men noticed what was happening and watched for a few moments, then they pulled her away. They told her that she could have me to do whatever she wanted with, but that they wanted to get at me first.
“Two of the men had to leave soon, so it had been decided that they could go first. They knelt, one on each side of me, and, while the others watched and said filthy things, they made me fondle them both, one in each hand. They made me pet their bullocks and pull on their big rods until both of them started dripping. Then they rolled me on my side and one of them lay down in front of me and one behind me, saying that they were both going to take me at once. I begged them not to, but there was nothing I could do. The one behind me reached down with his fingers and rubbed some of the juice from my other place onto my anus, then I felt him pushing into me. I cried out as the thick head forced my bottom open, but I was pressed tightly to the man who was lying against my belly and I couldn't get away. He pushed in and out, loosening the hole, then drove all the way up. He told the other man he was in, and stopped stroking till the other man got his cock up my cunt. Between them, I was stretched so tight I thought I'd die. They both started pumping, working in and out of me, and the man who was using my cunt moved his body backward so that my breasts and face were free. He cupped one breast in his hand and pinched my nipples, then he told one of the other new men to use my mouth, saying that there was no reason why it should go to waste. This one was small and skinny, I don't think he was much more than a boy, and he immediately took his pants off and straddled my face. His penis was very hard and something dripped onto my face as he pulled my head up with both hands and pushed it between my lips, using my mouth like a vagina. Gimp shouted out that he would give an extra tot of gin to whoever came in me first, and just after that I felt the man who was in my behind start to move faster, swaying his hips around in a circle so that I felt my little ass hole would soon be bigger than the biggest cunt in the world. He grunted like a pig when he came, and I could feel him shoot stuff all over the inside of my bottom. Although he came first, he stayed in me until the one in front had filled my cunt with his load, and it was only a minute afterwards that my mouth took the boy's charge.
“I had never dreamed that a woman could be had in this way, but three men had just taken me at once, and every one of my body's openings was filled with sperm.
“Before I could even catch my breath, the man who hadn't touched me yet pushed me onto my back and shoved my legs high into the air. He drove into my cunt, already pouring with the come of his mate, rammed into me like a man possessed, rubbing my belly and sucking on my breast at the same time. Just as I felt his organ twitch and harden the way it does when a man is almost finished, he took it out of me and knelt up, cursing and snorting as his semen splashed all over my stomach.”
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“I don't know how many times they took me. Finally the two men left, and I thought for a moment that I was going to be given some peace. They did stop for a little while and gave me more gin, but then they let the girl have me. She stroked and petted me and sucked on my breasts so long that I couldn't help getting aroused. She spread my thighs wide, murmuring and giggling while she ran her fingers over me, pulling the lips and rubbing my clitoris 'til I was panting and wiggling, in spite of myself. The men laughed when they saw that the hideous female was making me hot, and when she put her fingers up inside my sheath, moving them in and out and playing with my little button with the other hand, I couldn't stop. I tried to hide it, but the men knew I had reached a climax and they laughed and jeered at me. They pulled the woman away and one of them suggested turning me over They put
