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DRINK BITCH
Dawn was naked. She was being forced to walk on the rocky path from underneath one end of the overpass to the other with no shoes. Her arms were tied to a log over her shoulders and she was being led by a rope. “Please have mercy on me.” “It is so cold.” Temperatures were in the low 40’s. “I am so thirsty.” “OH OH, I can’t walk with out shoes.” They finally reached the bottom of the ravine where a creek ran under the bridge. A boot shot out and hit Dawn in the butt. She stumbled forward and fell into the water. She landed full force on the rocks sprawled head first into the water. With her arms tied to the log she could barely pull her head out of the water and was struggling to get up. A boot pushed her head back under the water. “You said you were thirsty bitch, drink up”. Dawn was thrashing in the water. He let her head back up as she gasped for air only to push her back down. He let her back up “OK BITCH, YOU GOT YOUR DRINK, LET’S GO.” Dawn got up only to stumble and fall on the opposite bank.
Dirty piece of White Trash
Dawns was shaking from the cold. It was hard for her to control her muscles. Two guys grabbed the ends of the log binding her arms and half dragged her up to the camp. When they arrived they dumped her next to the fire. Dirty, weak, beaten Dawn was a hapless sight. Her feet were raw from walking barefoot. She was shaking from the cold. The Leader of the camp was laughing. “What did you bring us?” “A Dirty piece of White Trash?” “Even a bum wouldn’t fuck that shit.”
“Please help me.’ “I am freezing.” “I’ll do anything.” “Please help me. Please help me.” “Hoist the cunt up by the fire.” The campfire had a pole at each end with a cable across to hang pots from. The log that was across Dawns neck was attached to the upright pole and her ankles tied to pole near the ground. Dawn was now essentially on a cross. The fire was hot, not close enough to burn her seriously but very uncomfortable and causing her skin to redden.
HOT AND COLD
It was now the worst possible situation for Dawn. She was still cold but being singed on the front of her body. The guys were sitting around the fire drinking and doing drugs. They were becoming mesmerized by Dawn on the cross in front of the fire. The fire gave her body a sexy glow. Sweat glistened on her heated body. Her body was heaving as she struggled to breathe in her painful position. The sexual tension grew as they witnessed this extraordinary suffering. Inevitable one of the guys got up and stood next to Dawn.
WHIP HER GOOD
He grabbed her hair and turned her head to look her in the eye. “I’m giving you a whooping BITCH.”
He stepped back and pulled off his wide leather belt. He took the belt back and delivered a heavy blow across Dawn’ thighs. Her legs quivered absorbing the shock of the blow. The bums were cheering.
Fueled by booze and drugs these guys were crazed. More blows landed across her belly and the lower legs.
The guys started yelling”Whip her tits. WHIP HER GOOD.” He moved up to Dawn again and looked her in the face. “Time to whip those whore tits”. He stepped back and dealt her a heavy blow across her breasts. The blow caused her tits to shake viscously. They rippled from the blow of the belt and began to show the welts almost at one. Dawns body wrench with the pain. Another ½ dozen blows fell across her body. The boss of the group then got up and moved to Dawn’s side. “Time to suck cock now. “ ”Unless you want to hang around there while we ramp up the fire and give you some more belt.” “NO NO, I’ll do what ever you want.”
LICK MY ASS BITCH
Dawn was taken down from the pole and her arms were unbound. Her hands had almost no feeling and the pain was terrible as the blood flowed back through her arms. Eventually she was ready and crawled over to one of the bums to give him a blow job. She was kneeling in the dirt. The bum was filthy and smelly. “Lick around the head bitch.” “Lick my crotch.” “Dawn could barely stand the smell of his crotch.” She licked his balls. He grabbed his legs and pulled them back exposing his ass. His ass was dirty with bits of crap hanging on. “Lick my ass Bitch!” Dawn almost gagged as she licked his ass. Hands reached all over her grabbing her tits, fingers in her pussy and asshole.
GANG RAPED BITCH
Dawn felt the hands on her ass and she knew what was coming. She was being fucked from behind. He ass was being slapped hard. Guys would trade places behind and in front of her. She could feel the cum dripping down her legs and her chin. She was being gang raped hard. The whole camp was ringed around her, yelling and cheering. They were drunk and would take time to piss on her between fucking. Two guys grabbed her ass and a third would start to finger fuck her with four fingers. Then a guy on each side pushed two fingers in her ass and spread her hole. They pissed and spit in her open hole. It seemed to go on forever as each guy would take a turn or two.
WE WISH YOU A MERRY CHRISTMAS
After all the bums had finished with her the CAMP boss looked her over. “Tie the whore to the cable over the fire.” “NO PLEASE, I DID EVERYTHING YOU WANTED – PLEASE HAVE SOME MERCY”.
Dawn’s hands and feet were bound and she was hung across the fire face down. Again the fire was not near enough to burn severely but it was extremely uncomfortable. “Hey lets sing some Christmas carols.
“Hey CUNT, how about some Christmas carol’s to warm you up.” They started serenading Dawn with Christmas carols. Dawn was crying and begging. “Please take me down.” “I can’t take it any more”
“Please. Please.” “What’s the matter slut?” “We thought some songs would cheer you up.” “A couple of the guys got up and reached over the fire and grabbed Dawn’s hair. “Looking at them she pleaded.”
“PLEASE, I DON’T WANT TO DIE LIKE THIS.” They responded by stirring up the fire and adding some wood. The flames rose up licking closer to Dawn’s body.
HOE HOE HOE
Dawn screamed in pain. “Scream Bitch, What the matter, afraid we are going to singe that pussy hair.”
“We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish you a Merry Christmas and a .” “OH NO you aren’t going to see the New Year, BITCH”. “What a matter.” “What’s happened to YOUR Holiday Cheer.” “Torture got you Down?” The bums laughed and jeered at Dawn. One of the guys was getting sick and threw up over Dawn’s head. “Hey look what I got here, a Santa’s hat for our little slut” They put the red Santa hat on Dawn. “HOE HOE HOE .“
To the bums living under the bridge, Dawn was a sweet sight. Beaten, raped, dirty, burnt she was a dirty slut that was getting what she deserved. The camp boss reached over the fire to Dawns head. “NO NOT THA..” He tied a rope around her mouth and the back of her head. She was gagged. Then a black hood was pulled over her head.
“We don’t have to listen to this Bitch moaning while we try to sleep. “Sweet dreams Whore.” He took a piss on the hood. He then gave Dawn a good smack across the head. “Good night love tap, cunt.”
FUCKING TRAMP
Dawn’s body glistened in the light of the fire. The men stood around laughing and joking about Dawn. One by one they pissed on her hooded head hanging over the fire. One guy took off his heavy leather belt and doubled it over. He lashed the heavy belt on Dawns hooded head. “Fucking Tramp.” They could hear Dawns muffled screams even with the gag and hood over her head. As they sat around the fire watching Dawn’s torment they would stir up the fire with sticks. The flames would push higher and Dawns body would twist trying to escape. Her tits would glisten and swing back and forth. A stick would lash out and punish her tits. They would pass a bottle of booze and then whack her tits or across her body.
THE LONG NIGHT
Dawn was in the dark. The bums dozed off in a drunken stupor. The fire died down. Dawn was left hanging over the now dwindling fire. Cold replaced the heat. Dawn was cold alone without hope.
Only 10 hours before she had been serving meals to these very men. She had helped them. Why would they do this?
She thought of her children waiting at home for her. Dawns thoughts moved between her family at home and the suffering she was enduring. When she felt it could get no worse she heard one of the men moving around. He had a metal rod and buried it in the hot fire pit and then touched it to Dawns foot. He was fascinated as her body struggled. Her screams of pain muffled by the rope gag and the hood. He took the rod and held it close to her body and watched her try to pull away only touching her in another spot. He again heated the rod and held it close to her tit. He watched as she twisted away feeling the heated metal near her. There was no escape. Dawn was his little pig to torture.
After a while he lost interest in his little torture game and fell asleep leaving Dawn alone in the night.
Cold, beaten, burned and fucked. She hung from the rope in pure torture while the men she had tried to help slept off their drunk.
To be Continued
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