Anita\'s Sex Sacrifice

                               Anita's Sex Sacrifice - Chapter 16

       Had Hari known what his doctor had administered to Anita, he would have had him beaten bloody.  He would have also, as a precaution, withdrawn Anita from servicing any clients until he was certain she was physically, mentally and emotionally able to perform as expected. As it was, it took the better part of the morning before the complaints about her got to his attention. Her first two customers were so busy trying to degrade and harm her physically that they barely noticed how dry her cunt and asshole were. Her screams irritated them to the point that she was gagged. The guard monitoring what was transpiring in her little cell was not smart enough to realize that she was experiencing difficulty in servicing her customers, especially after the pair had gagged her securely. It was only when they tried to both enter her cunt at the same time, that they knew something was amiss. The dryness of her twat made fucking her almost impossible. They were not daunted, so while one hammered away at her dry bunghole, the other tit-fucked her and managed to spurt a goodly amount of sperm all over Anita's heaving chest and the lower portion of her face.

       The second pair were better prepared for what they faced, or so they thought. One of the men had picked up a pair of handcuffs to restrain Anita while they raped her in every hole, hopefully doing her at least twice each. Of course they were unaware of what the brothel's "doctor" had done to this amateur prostitute. It took no time at all for them to put Anita in cuffs. Then it was a simple matter to flip her onto her belly and while one tried to make her swallow his entire cock, the other pried her plump ass cheeks apart and began entering that tight dry hole. Inch by resisting inch, Anita's gullet fought to prevent the cock from totally blocking her air passage. She had quickly learned from the woman responsible for keeping her fresh and attractive to the clients that the most dangerous activity was having her windpipe effectively closed.  This could cause permanent brain damage or even death from lack of air unless someone from the brothel staff interceded.

       The client using her super-tight anus grunted and groaned as his cock tried to wedge its way into her colon. Frustrated with his lack of progress, he resorted to pounding her butt cheeks with his fists. This distracted her and the customer trying to fill her throat with his cock made some substantial inroads. Anita realized that she was on the verge of losing all her ability to breathe and panicked. The one suffocating her had a firm grip on her hair and used that to control his victim. Her struggles grew weaker, but still the other was not able to get too far into her because of the friction her dry anal passage was causing. Anita passed out and her throat convulsed around the intruder blocking her from breathing. He was ecstatic about the sensations her spasming throat was providing. His partner was furious and he lost his temper and began brutally punching her limp form. This was enough to alert the brothel monitor who called for assistance. Within less than a minute, two members of the staff entered the room where Anita was being choked to death and freed her from the brutal pair.

       Hari was away on business, but the doctor was called to evaluate Anita. It took some time for him to put in an appearance, and by then the first couple had arrived and were demanding to have access to Anita. One look at the plump, middle-aged woman was all it took to make him realize that he had gone too far and unless he could revive and rejuvenate her, his career and perhaps his life as well would be history.His initial assessment of her condition indicated that she had survived with her faculties intact, which was a near miracle as far as he was concerned. Flushing her system of the chemicals he had injected into her body was another issue. No matter what he did, there would be a residual amount left in her sex organs, and thus she was a potential danger for any customer who had sex with her during the next few days, let alone hours, unless he was protected by a condom. What to do in the matter of the females who were scheduled to also have sex with her, was another issue that he was unable to address. Realistically his only out was to declare that Anita would be unable to meet her obligations as a result of an unexpected, negative reaction to a certain drug that he had administered to enhance her sexual endurance and capabilities. He might be chastised, even beaten up, but certainly he would retain his position at the brothel. That decision now made, he gave Anita an injection that would make her sleep for at least twelve hours, and perhaps much longer, depending on her body's metabolism.

       The brothel owner was furious to discover what had occurred. Naturally the doctor bore the brunt of his anger. As he expected, he was beaten by thugs employed by the owner and they were most thorough. It would be nearly two weeks before he could draw a full breath without wincing. Strange as it might seem, Anita kept silent about what he had done to her. The doctor wasn't certain whether it was from fear or her inability to properly articulate what he had done to her. Regardless of reason there was now some type of bond developing between them. What happend to Anita made the doctor's punishment pale in comparison. Hari now had second thoughts about how to maximize the potential of this sexy woman who was driving him into a frenzy almost against his will.

       The more he degraded her, the more he wanted to own her totally. Having her work as a prostitute was not enough. Having her command the highest fees of any of the women working in the brothel was also not enough. He now spent his time thinking up ways to lower her dignity still further. The idea of having Anita and her son performing all types of sex was not sufficient, even though he would be able to charge exorbitant fees for those wanting to witness such taboo behavior. Allowing his men to use her like a common prostitute was a step in the right direction, but they were still human, at least most of the time they were. He began making up a list of potential ways to completely degrade this upper-class woman. Soon he realized that he required the assistance of his "doctor", even if he wasn't certified or even half-schooled. He knew more than anyone else he had under his control, and Hari felt sure that the young man was jealous of his star attraction.

       Hari was initially surprised and then suspicious when the doctor proved reluctant to assist him. He was determined to find out just what was going on between those two. Was it possible that Anita and this callow stripling were making him look like a fool. He decided to kill two birds with one stone. His top moneymaker was almost ready to start working once more. He was keeping her in the dark about her future, so she would have no idea that he was on to her and the doctor; that is if they were fooling around behind his back. The following evening, after most of his clients had left for home, he arranged for a special exhibition to be performed for a "by invitation only" audience. The price he charged was so high that it attracted only those jaded individuals who were wealthy enough to afford it. In this way he would recover much of the money he lost when Anita became unable to  perform in her capacity as his most expensive prostitute.

       The scene opened with Pradeep and the doctor naked and tied tightly to heavy wooden chairs. Each man was attended by an attractive prostitute wearing only a pair of panties with a crotch heavily stained by whatever was dripping from her cunt. Hari explained that the panties had not been washed for nearly a week and now would be used to gag the men so that they would be unable to communicate with Anita when she was brought into the room for her part in this tableau. Once the pair were gagged, the prostitutes began stimulating their cocks by hand and mouth to make them rock hard. After that was accomplished, Anita was brought into the room by two of his henchmen. She was stark naked, blindfolded and had her hands cuffed behind her back. The woman's nipples, cunt lips and asshole were coated with a reddish compound to call attention to those portions of her rounded, plump body that excited men and perhaps some women as well. Her markings brought a hearty round of laughter and applause from the group witnessing this menage a' trois.

       One of the prostitutes beckoned for Anita to be led to where the doctor sat, his cock twitching and dripping precum. She proceeded to force the plump woman to her knees before announcing that she was about to suck some cock. Anita's body stiffened when the whore added that the cock might belong to her son, the gambler, or someone else who had ideas of  taking her away from this life as a prostitute. The whore made Anita open her mouth and then she guided the doctor's prick into that warm, wet grotto and urged her to begin paying homage to it. It took some urging before Anita began licking and then kissing the hard length of meat that she was offered. The whore helped by kissing his nipples and stroking his hard dick in and out of Anita's mouth.

       Some from the audience called out for her to lick his balls, while others urged her to suck them, one at a time, until they were super tight and ready to discharge. To make sure that she did as the clients wanted, the  prostitute grabbed the back of Anita's head once she had caused her son's testicles to grow hard as ivory, and began pushing it forward and back, telling her to keep sucking until she got a mouthful. Soon the high class woman was choking as the cock went deeper with each push from the whore. Suddenly without warning the doctor began to bathe her tonsils with his salty offering as she did her best to gulp it down to avoid strangling if too much went down her windpipe. The prostitute knew her business and she managed to pull Anita's head back so that the doctor could splash some of his seed into her face. She urged her to taste the cum and compare it with what she'd get from the other man who was eagerly waiting for his chance to have her mouth capture his dick and bring it off.

       Soon she was on her knees before her son; naturally neither knew that they were about to commit incest and before a large audience no less. Pradeep had been without sexual relief for more than two weeks. The moment Anita's hot, wet mouth captured his hard cock he spurted, a tremendous outpouring that overwhelmed his mother's ability to handle it all. The audience roared with laughter as the youth's cum spurted from Anita's nostrils and the corners of her mouth. This was an ejaculation that was truly monumental, one rarely seen by most. Even the whore attending him was taken aback by his response. However she quickly regained control of the situation and started wiping the cum from Anita's face and feeding it to her so that she got every drop of her son's cum. It was Hari who asked her which one was her son. Anita began sobbing that she didn't know, but hoped this was just a terrible joke that was being played on her. That brought roars of laughter and scorn from the jaded members of the group witnessing her degradation.

       Unfortunately for Anita this was just the beginning of her nightmarish ordeal. The brothel owner announced to the crowd that since Anita had just committed incest, which was a taboo in this land, she had to be punished for this crime against nature. He asked for volunteers to make this outcast rue the day she had ever dreamed of doing what she had just performed with them as witnesses. He asked the crowd to forgive her errant son, who had been forced against his will to participate in this deviant behavior. There were a few voices from the crowd, all women, who argued that he too had to suffer, since he made no effort to thwart her sexual overtures. That brought some good natured laughter from the others, and a nod of agreement from Hari.

       It took a trio of henchmen to string up Anita and her son by their bound wrists, their legs spread wide and anchored to bolts in the floor. Pradeep was still gagged and his mother blindfolded. The two whores worked diligently to promote another erection from Anita's son. To guarantee that it remained, they used a cock-ring to cut off the circulation to his hard prick. To complete his bondage, a heavy weight was attached to his scrotum, stretching his testicles and providing an easy target for those interested in causing him the most pain. Two lines formed to punish them, with a few women in both. At the head of each line stood one of Hari's minions with a heavy studded strap. He handed it to each person who wanted to punish the naked dangling victim, cautioning him or her that only one blow was allowed. Most from the audience opted for both lines, which was allowed by Hari.

       It was quite apparent that by far the women were the cruelest, and it didn't matter whether Anita or Pradeep was their victim. They used the strap on Anita's cunt, raining blow after blow to the bushy entrance that led to her sex channel that had been used so frequently since she became Hari's slave at the brothel. Pradeep's sex organs were beaten mercilessly, the heavy strap scoring repeated blows on his swollen testicles and purplish, engorged cock. Hari was amused at the way the women forced their escorts to follow their lead, effectively doubling their impact on the two practioners of incest. The men on the other hand concentrated on Anita's big tits, covering them with welts and an occasional cut, while reserving her rounded, broad bottom for plenty of attention as well. They also turned Pradeep's ass into raw meat and still had enough energy left to decorate his cock and balls with another layer of angry welts.

       To bring this session to a close, Hari suggested that Anita and Pradeep be allowed to have intercourse, now that they had started their incestuous relationship this evening. That brought laughter from the group since Pradeep's cock and balls were so swollen it would be nearly impossible for him to sustain any type of erection due to the pain. The owner shrugged and countered with the idea of allowing Anita's son to use his tongue to excite her to the point that she would have an orgasm, something she rarely experienced while she was working almost around the clock trying to pay off her son's gambling debts. That's when he mentioned that she had fallen further and further behind to the point that working as a prostitute was no longer a viable method for reducing or eliminating his debts. This was forcing him to consider other, more radical approaches for her. There were gasps and a few snickers from the audience as their imaginations began working on the problem. When someone began barking like a dog, laughter filled the room and Anita cringed.

                       ( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )