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Well, Actually	By : AbominableOMan Category: Celebrities - Misc > General Views: 38888 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not know Barbara Dunkelman, Lindsey Tuggey, or Meg Turney. This story is purely fictional and no profit is being made from it.

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The tables quickly turned for the heroines as they realized they had lost all control. For Lindsay, years of therapy were undone as she squatted in a rapidly growing puddle of piss. Her trousers had been tossed aside, but her panties were crammed in her mouth so she could taste her salty piss as patrons shared their own streams with her. Her shirt was a sickly marigold from soaking so much piss in the last several minutes.

She spit out her panties ignoring the saliva spilling down her chin. "Please! Punish me! I'm a dirty slut who deserves to be humiliated for pissing herself. Please, Daddy, I can take it!" She begged anyone who would listen. She felt liberated for the first time in so long. Letting go and experiencing such utter humiliation had lifted a weight from her shoulders once she realized she could sink no lower.

Men gathered around to empty their bladders on her face, laughing as she would open her mouth for another stream. Occasionally she'd sputter or choke before recoiling from the taste, like someone who has eaten something extremely sour. She kept going anyway, begging for their abuse between gargling mouthfuls of piss.

The piss puddle was rapidly rising above her toes, softening the dirt into a soft sludge. Lindsay used only her tiptoes to support herself. "Oh ya, Daddy, show me how worthless I am, teach me a lesson-"

Before she could finish she was backhanded by one of the brutes. She fell back into the puddle, piss and mud clumping on her bare thighs. "Harder, Daddy! Harder!" She coughed and wiped blood from her swelling lip.

"God! Just shut the fuck up already!" The brute kicked her in the gut with his heavy boot before yanking by her hair and landing a few solid blows across her face. He dropped her back in the puddle of piss.

"Thank you, Daddy." Lindsay mewed. Her eyes stung with tears and piss, her psyche was quickly falling apart.

Paul sauntered through the crowd to see the piss covered slut. "Heh, take it easy. We wanna make sure everyone has a turn with the feminazi."

A chubby younger man came up to her stroking his cock. "Can I get next?" He asked the speaker.

"It's your right as a man. I'm certainly not going to stop you." Paul asked. The crowd replied with a resounding agreement.

The young man rolled Lindsay onto her back, carefully avoiding her shirt and only touching her thighs. She was holding her gut where a purple bruise was forming. Her left eye was swelling as well. It would be impossible to see out of soon, but that didn't stop the young man. He fell between her knees and stopped stroking his cock just long enough to press it against her pussy.

"Ngggh!" Lindsay grunted as the boy dropped his full weight on top of her and wormed his cock inside her. She mumbled to herself. "I'm not even on birth control. I really am a slut."

The young man found this encouraging and got to work, slamming his hips into her. He hunkered down, sweat dripping from his acne covered face and onto hers. She grunted painfully as his cock spread her inner folds further than she had experienced before. She held onto his shoulders, accidentally popping more pimples beneath her trembling fingers.

The young man panted hard as he flopped on top of her. His breath hit her face like a toxic cloud that seemed almost as bad as the urine she had just ingested.

She whimpered about her belly, feeling sick from swallowing so much, but her cries were unheard as the young man used her like a sex doll. As they fucked, other men would squat over Lindsay and jerk their cocks over her face. Others would teabag her, dropping their filthy nuts on her forehead and taking obscene selfies.

"Check this out!" A man exclaimed. He was squatting over Lindsay and had a particularly saggy ballsack dangling between his thighs. He plopped his balls on her chin and slowly dragged them across her face from her lips, to her nose, over her eyes, and on her forehead. When he pulled his sack away there was a trail of ballsweat on her face. She tried to wipe herself off, but the young man kept her hands pinned. He grunted and gripped her wrists tight enough to hurt as he shot his load into her unprotected pussy.

Lindsay felt his cock slide out of her once tight pussy only to be replaced by another unwashed cock. This one at least felt thinner, but the man on top of her was determined to cram himself as deep as possible. Her humiliation had gone far past any limits she may have had, but she had a moment of clarity as she felt another cock exploding inside of her.

"Wait! You'll get me pregnant!" Her announcement was cut off as another gentlemen force fed her his balls. The only thing anyone heard was "get me pregnant".

"Damn Ada, she's a bigger slut than you!" said the next redneck as he slid into Lindsay's drooling pussy. If Lindsay could've seen past the balls on her face, she would've recognized them as the couple she had passed on the way in.

"Fuck you! This little femslut lesbo can't even handle Larry's nuts. Let's see if she can at least eat pussy right. Move aside." Ada nudged the chubby man out of the way, his sagging balls popping out of Lindsay's suckling mouth.

The slender brunette sat over her face, while Lindsay ran her tongue over her teeth, counting every strand of her previous aggressors pubic floss. Ada crouched over her face, moaning as Lindsay's tongue darted between the lips of her cunt and sucked on her clit like a vacuum.

"Eat it, you little bitch!" She yelled. She reached between her legs to slap Lindsay and continued grinding her mound on her face, using her nose for stimulation.

After minutes of rubbing her sticky cunt the woman began to crow. "Oh fuck! Oh FUCK!" She let out a grunt, holding Lindsay's head in place before her cunt exploded and a fountain of piss and squirt exploded in the poor girl's face.

Lindsay sucked in lungful's of air once she could breathe again. Her eyes stung and piss had found it's way between her blackened eyelids, but she felt amazing.

Ada stood up, her fake tits covered in a sheen of sweat. She spread her arms triumphantly. "See that? This little bitch can't suck pussy to save her life and she definitely can't suck dick like I do!"

Behind her, yet another man was mounting Lindsay. She gripped his shoulders to lift her back off the ground. "I'm- rrrggghh! Pathetic- Unnh! Unnnnh! Put me in my place!"

Her request was quickly fulfilled as another hillbilly sat on her face, shoving his cock down her throat and humping her throat. She had already lost count of how many times she'd been skullfucked.

"At least her friend is a good cocksucker."

"GAAACCKK! GGGLLAACCCKK!" Lindsay gagged trying to call her friend's name. That was also the moment she took a huge load of cum down her throat.

Back at the food tent Barbara was reluctantly sucking on Dave's cock. Years of practice had honed her dick-licking skills but the fact that she was being forcibly made to suck a man she normally would never touch in a million years was invigorating for her. On one hand she didn't want this fat redneck's schlong lodged down her throat, but she knew she deserved it and she loved being an instrument for his sexual relief. She drooled over his cock using it as lube to jerk it with her hands while she traced her tongue over his rancid shaft. She swallowed his cock whole, desperate to keep him happy.

"You can fuck my face if you want."

The onlookers cheered her on, actually impressed with her lewd display. It was becoming apparent that her dirty talk of frequent blowjobs wasn't a work of fiction after all and everyone wanted a piece once Dave was done.

Barbara bobbed her head just like she had so many times with her crew. She owed much of her good fortune and her career to her warm tongue and she did her best to get Dave off with it. His was easily the filthiest cock she had ever sucked but she was warming up to the pungent taste. It seemed like she was sucking for almost 15 minutes before she felt that familiar throbbing and knew he was about to cum.

She lifted her head from his lap smiling. "Don't hold back. I know you want to cum." She pulled a stray pube from her tongue. She was a mess but she couldn't deny she felt smug watching all those men drooling over her.

Dave, unfortunately, thought she was getting a bit full of herself. He could feel the pressure growing in his balls and gripped Barbara by her hair hard enough that he pulled tufts of it out. She gagged loudly, surprised by his sudden aggression. He fucked her mouth until she was crosseyed and flooded her mouth with ballsnot.

There was so much to swallow, it took a few gulps before she could get it down and she choked on the last swallow, sending jizz from her nostrils, clinging to her face and Dave's crotch.

Barbara climbed to her feet with a look of accomplishment even as cum and saliva painted her face. There was also a bright red blemish on her forehead from Dave's gut. Her tits glistened in the sun and she adjusted her bra. Yellowed streaks covered the lacy material, permanently staining it. Her thong was in better shape though there were greasy fingerprints from an overly eager man who had groped her ass while she sucked off the slob.

"Am I a big enough slut now? Have I proven that I'm a whore worthy of your wares." She nodded towards the burgers, but truthfully she could feel her stomach bubbling violently as it broke down the vile splooge she had just consumed.

"Not yet." Mike replied. "Everyone else wants a go on the community bike."

As if confirming this a weasely looking man snatched Barbara's bra throwing her off balance.

"I want her mouth!" He hissed.

Someone else reached to grab her thong, tearing it from her hips before grabbing her thighs and lifting her off the ground. "I call dibs on her cunt!"

Both men pulled her to and fro in a twisted tugowar until she was dropped in the dirt. Barb coughed as her big tits padded her fall. She felt the ground shake and saw two horribly disfigured feet before her face. They were scaly yellow and covered in warts with cracked toenails that looked brittle and smelled of ripe garlic. She lifted herself up to face the tall and bulky manchild who was presenting himself. He looked as if he was missing quite a few braincells. What was more disturbing was the huge dong swinging between his legs. It was thicker than Barbara's wrist and covered in suspicious looking sores. Even worse were the violent purple veins coursing through it. The head itself looked callous and rough from lack of hygiene. When he stepped forward, the arguing men stopped without question leaving Barbara to fend for herself. She grinned at the lumbering beast of a man.

He smiled at her with black gums and missing teeth. "I want her cornhole, ahuck."

He shambled towards her like a hulking child chasing a frightened animal.

Barbara's legs had turned to jelly making it impossible to run but she found the strength to move when she heard Lindsay screaming. She scrambled up holding the tattered remains of her bra to her chest, though it did nothing to hide her perky tits. She shoved her way through the rally, seeing that it had devolved into a massive gangbang. She could see other woman were also doing their best to service the men there, though it seemed that the heroine's celebrity status had made them the center of attention.

Barbara found Lindsay spitroasted between two lanky men. The redhead's top was a sickly color and clung to her skin where it wasn't torn from being tossed around. Her hands were on the neckbeard's hips, fingernails digging into his buns while his friend pounded her cunt from behind painfully fast. Lindsay could hardly stand and her legs shook visibly as her muscles cramped and made her ordeal that much order. Above her the two men held hands forming the "Eiffel Tower" and chuckling. Barbara's nausea grew seeing Lindsay's black eye and various bruises over her body. There was even a muddy bootprint planted on one of her jiggling asscheeks. That's when Barb realized, more than nausea, it was jealousy she felt. It just wasn't right that Lindsay was getting all the attention.

Barbara threw her hands up to her face. "Oh my god, Lindsay. What have they done to you?!" She asked, her recent blowjob already forgotten. "And will they do it to me?"

Lindsay was unable to speak with her throat being pounded but she rolled her good eye in Barbara's direction and did her best to smile with her lips stretched around the cock.

THWACK! Paul had caught up to Barb and slapped her hard across the face. He dug his nails into her tits and twisted her nipples until they were purple. Her legs shook forcing her to hold onto him.

"Mmm, harder! Whatever she can take, I can more than handle!" She taunted as her breasts shifted colors.

"I see the two of you have finally accepted your place as the weaker sex."Paul suggested sliding up behind the blonde.

Barbara shook her head defiantly. "Fuck that, I need to be reminded. Show me how low I really am. Do it!"

He shoved her to the ground and forced one muddy boot between her twat, squashing her pussy lips and scraping them. "I'd expect no less from the slut who sucked off her entire crew. I mean what better way for a woman to secure her position than whoring herself out? Or was it to make yourself feel important? Either way you can't deny you're a slut and your place has always been on your knees. Dave can attest to that for certain."

Barbara saw that the men from the tent had caught up to her and they were still packing those menacing erections. She knew there was no chance of getting away unscathed and the thought had her pussy gushing juices into the treads of Paul's boot.

"Fuck! Yes!" Barb growled and propped herself up, yanking on her nipples. "Yes, I'm a nasty skank who sucks cock at the drop of a dime." She ran her tongue over every line of her palm for any remnants of cum. "I sucked and fucked my way to the top, lording my position over everyone."

She paused to look at Lindsay who was gagging violently. Her body was bucking as the two rednecks discovered just how long the redhead could hold her breath.

Barb's confession went on. "I also used to look down on men who would try to pick me up. Telling myself I was better than them, but in truth, I'm less than all of them and should be punished for forgetting my place." Hours ago, she would've hated herself for saying such things, but now it made perfect sense to her.

"That's right..." Paul reinforced her words. He calmly placed his hands on her shoulders. "It feels good to confess, eh?"

She nodded, beginning to shiver as she felt another orgasm beneath his foot. There were familiar cheers once again as she loudly expressed her pleasure.

"But that isn't enough!" he proclaimed. "You will be punished for ever believing you were anything more than a man's fucktoy." He spit on her and watched as she was surrounded yet again by the sweaty and horny men she had run from.

"You still hungry, slut?" Mike said slapping her face with his greasy schlong.

Tremors ran through her body as she came down from her orgasm. She nodded yes, crawling to her hands and stinging knees. "Mhm," She whimpered. "Feed me, baby."

Barbara saw stars for a moment as a heavy hand slapped her. She struggled not to fall over, but the left side of her face ached. It made no difference to him He grabbed her face and growled. "From now on you will always address men as 'sir' or 'master'. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." She mumbled.

SMACK!

"I can't hear you, whore!"

"Yes, sir!" She cried.

The crowd jeered at her and Lindsay, men and women alike. The Roosterteeth women were less than the piss soaked mud they were forced to kneel upon.
Barbara crammed her hand between her thighs and rubbed at her snatch, wincing and panting as she inadvertently rubbed dirt clods against her sex. "I'm filthier than a fucking used tampon. I should be used and dumped aside."

"Nice sentiments but let's see if you've really rid yourself of all shreds of self respect. Bubba!"

Once again Barb was beset by the oversized man. Apparently his massive cock was compensation for his severe lack of braincells. He swung his cock like a club hitting her in the jaw. She fell back holding her mouth, lapping up the droplets of blood welling up from her busted lip. She flexed her jaw to make sure it hadn't been dislocated. She could hear an audible click as she opened and closed. Before she had time to process this, her arms were being held behind her back and her face was shoved into the giant's crotch.

He chuckled in an eerily slow voice as Barb's face was mashed against his filthy cock. She was steeling herself for the facefuck sure to come, but Paul stepped in.

"Hold on, Bubba. This little slut hasn't earned the honor of sucking your cock just yet." He grabbed the giant by the shoulder and turned him around.

Barbara was dissapointed she wouldn't get to clean the smegma from that festering cock just yet. But that's when she saw Bubba was bending over to spreadl his hairy asshole. His asscheeks were clammy red and overrun with hair. Swollen pimples pocked his agitated skin, ready to burst at any moment and judging from the dingleberries it had been a very long time since he had washed himself.

"Mmm, is all that for me?" She licked her lips. It was absolutely disgusting but somehow that felt like a triumph for her.

SMACK! SMACK!

Mike smacked her hard enough to leave bright red welts resembling his fingers across Barbara's face. "This isn't for you, slut. Bubba needs his asshole cleaned with your tongue but a dumb slut like you, probably doesn't know the first thing about eating ass. Maybe the ginger does..."

Barbara wished she could say she thought long and hard about shoving her tongue in the giant's asshole, but as she watched her friend twitch with pleasure from her double penetration, she refused to let her friend have all the attention.

"Please, sir, make me do it!" Barbara begged. "I'm a far bigger whore than she is!"

The cook whipped her to the ground. "Heh, you really are a bitch, aren't you?" He said kicking Barb in the gut. "You heard the whore, Bubba." He nodded towards her

"C'mere, big boy- AGGH!"

With surprising control, Bubba squatted over Barb's face, his hands on his knees as first his crusty cock, then fleshy ballsack, and finally his filthy ass buried her face. She kicked her legs, crusted with piss and cum as she struggled in vain to push the fat man off her face.

She flopped uselessly before settling into her fate. It was quite a sight seeing the big man's eyelids flutter as Barbara tongued his dirty hole. His swollen balls lay over her forehead and his cock lay in her hair, flaking dirt and smegma between her blond locks.

Lindsay had swallowed the piss and semen of at least 15 men in the last half hour but none of that compared to the pungent taste or the matted clumps of asshair sticking to Barbara's tongue. The coup de grace came in the form of Bubba's flapping asscheeks as he cut loose with thundering flatulence. Like a trooper, Barb never stopped making out with his asshole, but it was clear all of that gas was making her woozy. She could feel sores bursting against her cheeks, but that only encouraged her to work harder.

Ten minutes later Bubba grinned with drool running down his chin and stood up. Barbara's face was completely red and covered in pus, sweat, and filth, but damn if she wasn't grinning.

Lindsay began to mope. "No fair. Why would you waste your time on that skank-"

WHAP!

Cut off suddenly, two men grabbed Lindsay by the arms and dragged her to the center of the rally. She felt her gut turn from all the rotten cum she had swallowed. A stomachpump would have been a welcome sight.

"Where...where are you taking me?" She gulped. After multiple blows to the head, she was having trouble staying fully conscious.

Paul flashed his creepy smile. "Oh it's quite a treat. To celebrate this rally we've set up our very own stockade and today you'll get to experience it firsthand."

She saw an uncomfortable looking barrel covered in rust. There were heavy posts planted beside it, which she correctly surmised would be used to bind her limbs. Tossing her over the barrel, the wind was knocked out of her and she could feel metal grooves cutting into her skin.

As they bound her wrists and ankles, she glared at Barbara. "Bitch..." She spat playfully.
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