Julie (leashed) · Part 2

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agged and finally on the third, threw up! For that I was slapped several times and heard someone tell me "No one said you could puke bitch". My hips were lifted and one of them plunged his tool in my puss without mercy! I was so close to passing out from it all and mind you the assault on my mouth had not subsided so the man plunging into my womb was forcing the man in front further down my throat!

I did try to stay on my feet but there was no point, they held me up right where they wanted me and there was nothing for me to do but hope for air in between men. I had no sense of time anymore and was just in a haze which was broken momentarily as some huge member was plunged up my poor ass. I do not know if I came several times or just one long one while they did what they could to split me open at both ends. Of course there was no point in counting how many of them participated in the onslaught and I am not sure when it became standard proceedure to slap and in fact slug me with closed fist in breast and belly but one hit caused me to throw up (or try).

I was taken to the rack and nearly hung by the collar then whipped with a belt or two for an unknown period of time! I did go unconcious and awoke on the floor some time later with welts everywhere! Hands still tied I was told to climb up on the tire changing machine and "Hump it, Slut hole!". The big steel shaft slipped in me with no effort as I was just a collection of gaping holes from the relentless reaming I'd taken. I squatted on top of that machine with my knees apart and went up and down while they all watched. My hands were untied and I was told to squeeze and slap my own breasts while I slid down the cold steel post, after a few minutes they wanted me to take it in my butt.

More commands came as my rear was punished, I was told to talk to the machine like it was a man, saying how good it felt "Baby" and harder "Please, Sir" still slapping my own breasts. I had to howl like a dog for them and when I was told to get off of the machine, I had to crawl around the room from man to man being led by the collar and taking each up my rear while I barked. I guess the first round of abuse was coming to a close as each man pulled out of my butt I was pulled around to face him by the collar and told to whimper like a dog as each came in my mouth. I was told to not swallow OR let it drip out untill each one had emptied himself.

The head of each cock was held just inside my lips as he came and I licked the little slit on the end as it unloaded! I had to show the mouthful as each took a look. There was a different taste to each load and some were not as good as others but the taste of my own ass was getting to me and then the last one finally gave me his sperm. I tilted my head back with the assistance of a strong grip on my hair and gargled for them like I was told then tried to blow bubbles in the sperm at their command. Harmon told me to let it drip down my chin across my tits but when it dripped off of me, I was slapped in the face hard, pushed down and made to lick it all off of the floor!

I was booted and slapped all over until the drippings were cleaned up and I had swallowed it all. For a job well done I was rewarded by being tied to the base of the tire machine by the collar, on all fours with my face on the floor and my waiting ass in the air. They tried to come up with more fun things to make me do for their entertainment and I had a few hours to think about myself while there on the floor, that had been quite the workout and I was just worn out. They got on the phones and tried to get more guys to come see me. More men came and two guys brought women with them!. The women walked around me there on the floor and talked about how miserable and pitiful I was.

One of them asked me why I was there and I didn't really want to tell her so I just said I deserve it. There was another smaller round of abuse with women cheering the men on, then I was tied to the floor again and eventually fell asleep.

Part 5

Her day begins with a belt across the ass… Julie (leashed) part 5 by I woke up to the terrible sting of a thin leather belt across my stocking clad thighs! There was a very young blonde girl standing over me with a bright smile on her face, headphones on her head and a folded belt in her hand! The next thing that hit me was that it was daylight outside. I had slept for some time neck tied to the floor and wearing only my high heels and collar in addition to the stockings and garter. As the sting of the belt faded I began to feel the burn in my butt and the bruises of the night before, I had really taken a lot from those men and was feeling a weird sense of pride!

I tried to ask the girl what time it was and got another hard strike of the belt to bring me out of my thoughts real quick! The cute little blonde girl was using everything in her arm to bring the leather strap down on me and smiling so sweetly too! She didn't look a day over sixteen and she was whipping a woman who was naked and tied to the floor of a garage! I tried to get up but my hands were still tied behind me. I realized that she and I were the only ones in there.

I began to ask her why she was whipping me but she took another big swing and stung my belly good while saying in a sweet "airy" voice that I was not to speak and should just lay there like a "good doggie" until my master came back. I tried to ask who told her to do that and she said "Shut up!" before stinging me again! This time I was fully on my back and she caught the inside of my thigh and some across my sex. This girl meant business and I chose to lay there obedient, under her inspecting gaze until whoever my "Master" was, showed up. I looked around me to see what daylight brought to the garage.

It was a small auto repair place with two big doors facing an alley, one of which had a regular door in it. There was a freestanding lift to raise up the cars, set at the end of one bay. There were three or four other machines between the bays including my very 'intimate' friend the tire changer and some hoses and cords hung down from the high ceiling. At the other side was the railing that separated a little office area from the two work bays. On the same side as the office was a room with a closed door, I assumed it was a restroom. I needed to go in there for a few hours to recover but I was afraid of the cute blonde and her strap!

I was thinking of trying to seduce her like I could with many men, but I looked down at myself and I was a filthy pig! Covered with grease, cum and spit. My nipples were dark red, my breasts were purple (where I could see through the grease) and in places I had bluish bruises, plus there were four vivid red stripes across various parts of my torso and legs. I wondered if I was going to need a hospital. I didn't really feel that bad, I just looked scary! A big clock high on the wall said nine-thirty. The clock would make it around to eleven am before Kick came in the door.

He looked at me there on the floor and asked the girl if I had been any trouble, she said no real trouble, she had woke me up at nine thirty with the belt like he told her to but I had tried to talk and she had to whip me a few more times, also like he told her to do. Kick said what a good job she had done and was invited to come back later that evening to "see" if she wanted. I started to say I wanted to go home now but she still had the belt and was all too proud to show him how she had dealt with me during the morning! Both breasts were caught! She hit me harder than any of the men had! He told her he would take care of me for now and gave her some money as she handed him the belt.

"Amy" her name was, left the garage after telling me I was a "Bad Doggie!". Not your everyday scene but then I had in fact really asked for this. Of course I didn't even consider the possibility that I would be kept tied up overnight! I figured that I would be home soaking in a warm bath by now, contemplating the future of me. Kick started to tell me how he was going to make some money with me that night! I got the impression I was going to be kept for a while! He also told me that he had some "boys" coming in to clean me up soon, in fact they should be there in just a few minutes. I wondered how the men were going to wash or "clean" me up, with a hose perhaps?

Fifteen minutes went by (I had become a real clockwatcher) and the "boys" showed up. They were in fact just BOYS! Four of them, younger perhaps than Amy! They didn't see me there on the floor at first and just asked Kick what they were to clean. He came over to me and untied the leash from the machine then grabbed a breast and the collar to lift me to my feet and said "This." You could then add to the rainbow of colors I already displayed, the beet red of embarrassment! The men was one thing but some little boys! OK, twenty-four ain't all that old but I was a lot older than these kids that had been told to "clean" me, on a leash, in the nude and obviously whipped!

The boys seemed as stunned as I was and could do nothing but stare for a few moments, then broke out in high five's and boys giggles. Kick told the biggest one to hold the leash and told another boy, if I moved or said anything he was to whack me as hard as he could with the belt handed to him. That must have been how the instructions went with Amy and I soon found out how she got the "Doggie" thing. Kick told the boys how I wanted desperately to be treated like a stray dog and he was doing this for me as a favor.

He told them that I may look like a girl but I was a "dog" in every way and that they must help him to help me by going along with this or they would have to leave and not get paid. He drilled into them that if I tried to say anything I was to be whipped like a mad dog until silent. They were afraid of him but not like scared fear, it was like they looked up to him and did not want to disappoint him. He asked if they could handle that and they all said "Yes Sir" Not as pleadingly as I had said to each man last night but sincere nonetheless. Kick said OK, he was going to get the soap and be right back, then went into the closed room I had noticed earlier.

Less than a minute went by and he was back with some big can of orange scented, hand soap (it said on the label). He asked the boys if they knew how to use the soap and two said yes but they all were not sure how to clean me with it. Kick took a glob and very matter of factly slapped it on my shoulder then rubbed the gritty stuff until it liquefied them took a hose hanging from the ceiling and squeezed the trigger which poured cold water down my front! He said it was just like washing your hands but there was more of me to be washed. It seemed the boys all caught on and each got a handful to smear on me.

Not surprisingly my breasts were the first thing to be scrubbed, while whispers of "tits" and "boobies" mingled with giggles. One boy got a firm grip on one of my breasts and made sure to spend some time rubbing the hand soap into my nipple, that caught on for a bit (which was pleasing me!) then it was time to rinse off that part. The water splashed around the shop and Kick told them to take me out in the alley! The young boy led me naked by leash and collar into an alley to be scrubbed down by three other young boys! The scrub down continued in that manner until they got to the point of having everything clean but my "Giggle, giggle, Pussy!" There they were not sure how to proceed!

Kick told them "Remember? Just like a Dog!" "Make her spread her legs and scrub 'It' just like the rest of me." One boy asked "What about inside there?" and Kick said that he should clean as far in as his fingers would reach! Only the one boy had the nerve to actually reach up in me and scrub but all wanted to help rinse me out! I saw Amy a few doors down in the alley watching intently as the boys did their job and got me sparkling clean. The biggest boy saw her too and asked if she wanted to be washed but she just took off around the corner of a building. The cold water up in me did cause a whimper but I made sure not to speak, the belt was still in the kids back pocket.

Using the shop towels, the boys rubbed me dry and raw. There was a piece of metal in one of the rags that made me cry out. We all looked at Kick and he just said to them "What are you gonna do about that?" The boy with the belt sort of hit me with it and one other boy said that he didn't think that was as hard as he was supposed to do. Kick said he wanted to hear it over at the desk and turned up his radio! I took three strokes of the belt but they did not get the required 'snap' Kick wanted to hear. He took the belt and had them lead me inside where he tied the wet leash to the rack again. I was up on my toes and he took two great mind numbing strokes across my breasts!

I hopped around like a piñata and was unable to scream, I wanted to but just couldn't. I could not get any air with which to scream! God almighty! That, was going to hurt for a while! The boys were amazed at the sheer power of the stroke and could not believe I was still alive and not screaming! They were amazed, among other things, at how much my "boobs" had bounced. I was near fainting from all this and didn't realize until too late that I was peeing on myself! The boys were grossed out a bit but had never seen a girl pee before. Kick untied the leash and had them rush me over to the bathroom.

He told me to squat but not sit and "empty out." Telling the boys that there is some housebreaking needed in my case. I did indeed relieve myself while squatting like a dog in front of the boys, then was taken outside and rinsed off with a hose! I had to bend over in the alley while Kick held me up with the collar and they hosed off between my legs. The boys were paid and dismissed, being told that they must not go telling anyone about me or the shop. I had a feeling that they would keep this secret among themselves for quite a while. After they all left, Kick told me to sit in the chair at his desk.

I was all too happy to NOT be on the floor or hanging by the collar or out in the alley, so I sat quickly. He walked around in back of me and I got a chill just as the "duct" tape wrapped around my face. My hands still tied behind me and being seated made it easy for him to keep me down while he finished up the taping of my mouth. He ran the roll of tape around my arms, breasts and waist then around the lower half of my legs as he held them up, making me so immobile that he really did not need the thick, cold, heavy chain around my neck! It was padlocked tight around me with a big brass lock.

He dragged me by that chain into the storeroom/restroom which nearly strangled me and put a nice concrete burn on my ass and arms. He locked the other end of the heavy chain around the base of the toilet. The chain was just long enough for me to sit up next to the toilet and against the wall. The floor was cold and I was hungry. He turned the light off and left me there for so long I slept. Not an easy sleep but just nodding out from exhaustion and cold here and there. I cried a bit and worried if I'd done it this time. Every sound in the alley brought a wave of new fears and I was persuaded that I was to be found in a refrigerator somewhere in a few weeks.

Only the cabbie would remember where I had last been seen alive! The brief bits of unconsciousness were my only relief from the aches and worries I had brought upon myself. And Dammit! I still am NOT SURE if I want to live like this! I have NO idea how many times I came as those men used me to get their rocks off and hostilities out! Sweet Amy made me cum too! The boy had found it so easy to wash me inside with his little hand because I was wet! I wanted to finger myself for them in the restroom but my hands were tied (or I would have risked the belt to try!)

Part 6

She wakes up chained to a toilet…

I had been waking up now and then but this time there were men's voices outside the darkened bathroom I was tied up in. The thick chain locked tight to my neck was wrapped around the base of the toilet and my mouth, arms and legs, were taped. There was a cold smooth concrete floor under me and I was able to prop myself up in the corner wedged between commode and wall. Someone came in the room and turned the light on which blinded me for a few seconds. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see at least seven people staring at me there on the floor, two of them women! I recognized some of the men and some were new faces.

There were a couple home video cameras and some snapshot cameras in view when Kick pulled my legs up and took the tape off then pulled me over the commode belly down where my arms and mouth were untaped too. I was pushed back to the floor and he told them that I like to be a "Dogslut." They all laughed at that and harder when I asked what they were going to do with me. With a nice big smile Kick looked into my eyes and said that I was going to put on a show for everyone then they could all fuck me if they so desired. He showed me a three foot strip of leather and said I would be whipped if I didn't obey every command, then told me to spread my legs, which I did!

Another voice from the group told me to open my mouth and two other voices (one was a woman) wanted me to "finger fuck" myself. I complied to each command quickly, mouth open, legs spread working at first one then two and three fingers into myself as the crowd demanded! I was ordered to put a finger in my ass and whipped until I did. I orgasmed for their entertainment as I wriggled around shamefully on the filthy restroom floor.

The toilet end of the chain was unlocked but the part around my neck stayed tight. I had also been wearing a collar but it was removed in favor of keeping the chain on my neck. Kick grabbed the chain and lifted me to my feet. When he let go of the thick chain it slapped against me, dragged across my nipple then draped from my neck almost to the floor. When I stood up I'd removed my hands from between my legs which was protested. I was told to stuff one thumb up my ass and one up in my pussy while I awkwardly walked (as if the heels weren't enough! ) out into the garage where everyone could see me.

They were all wearing clothes, I was wearing only the high heels, some tattered stockings, a torn garter belt and the chain around my neck. I was told to lay on my back and with my hands, I had to pull my labia as far apart as I could. Legs in the air, I reached around and got each "lip" between a thumb and forefinger, then pulled and pulled until it felt like I would tear apart! They all enjoyed that but one of the guys from before wanted me to get up on the tire machine again and impale myself for their amusement. I got up, climbed on top of the machine and with my fingers pulling my labia apart, lowered myself over the steel shaft. It was not enough for them and I was ordered to hump it!

A few more men came in as I performed my show. I counted twelve people in all as they cheered me on. Judging by the crude comments that echoed in the garage it seemed that the jiggling and flopping of my tits as I rode the cold shaft was the best part of the show. In fact I was told to get down from the machine and ordered to jiggle, bounce and shake my breasts as violently as possible. Every time I began to slow down, I was whipped back into motion until they'd had enough of a laugh.

The first person to undress was a redheaded woman in her thirties who had BIG fake breasts. She was rubbing one mans pants and wanted him to order me to lick her pussy. Of course he did and I immediately went to all fours to lick her while she bent to expose as much as possible. She really needed to wash herself but I was afraid to hesitate so I got my tongue and nose as far in there as I could. Only moments passed before I felt fingers then someone's dick in my own pussy. The first man was relatively quick and came inside of me then two more men took their turn.

The fourth complained that my pussy was full of cum and rubbed some of it into my butt before plunging a sizable member deep into my unprepared ass! I cried out and Harmon came over pulled my head back by the hair and slapped my face fairly hard while the other man continued to ruin my bowels! I was ordered to thank him for giving me so much pleasure and to keep my mouth open which brought a flood of sperm to my lips and face during the evening. I was tossed around, reamed and forced to pleasure every person in the place at least once in every way a girl could, sometimes getting beaten as I did.

The two women got the idea to take the men's cum in their ass or pussy or even mouth and then spit or squeeze it out into my mouth as one of the men held my head back. At one point the chain around my neck was attached to the lift and my hands tied behind me while they took turns strapping me with a leather strip obviously brought for just that purpose! Someone operated the motors on the lift, up and down. I was on the tips of those shoes and sometimes literally hanging with my feet off the floor as I was whipped! My breasts and belly seemed the favorite target and some managed a few good strokes in my crotch when I was ordered to spread my legs.

I passed out and they lowered the lift a few feet. When I regained consciousness I was dangling by the neck and someone was pumping my rear with a huge hunk of male meat! Dizzy and cumming, I begged him to "Rip me open!" and thanked him profusely when my ass started to bleed. That scared some of them but the hearty ones just kept reaming me there and up my vagina until they could not get it up. Limp cocks were pushed into my face and I was ordered to get them hard, I licked and sucked with all my might but to no avail so I was beaten.

The sex part seemed to end and it became just a beating. The men had all put most of their clothes on but the women had been told to stay naked and I guess they didn't want to incur the wrath of this now violent group of men. I was raised back up on my tiptoes and became a human punching bag. I took so many hits to my face, breasts and stomach that I threw up and was swimming in a sea of nausea. The redhead struck my tits several times with a two foot wooden handle of a squeegee then hit me with her fist right in my pussy, which lead to a painful fisting binge by nearly everyone. There was NO muscle tone left in my vagina and their hands would glide right in.

One of the men got excited again and was fucking the dark haired woman while she crammed her arm in me, she got rougher as he did. That ended with him cumming in her butt so they let me down and ordered her to squeeze it out on me as I lay wrecked on the floor. She did but also started to pee on me which she was encouraged to finish. I was made to go out in the alley and squat on my heels as everyone that could emptied their bladder on my breasts and face. Once finished each person or small group of people would get into their cars and leave until there were three men left. The chain was left on me and I was physically tossed into the back of a pickup truck.

I heard Kick just inside the door of the garage saying to someone on the phone they could come over now. I waited in the back of the truck thinking how there was no reason for me to even fight it, I was going to be killed for sure and I felt ready to die.

Just a few minutes after the call there she was, Amy! Looking at me in amazement. My legs were pulled wide apart for her to see and she commented on how big and open my vagina was and the blood around my butt. Kick asked her if she could "Do this" then stuffed every inch of his lower arm in my vagina! I felt his fist curl up and hook up behind my pelvis before he raised his arm with me on it and lifted my back off the truck bed! He grabbed one of my breasts and held me up over the alley pavement like that while Amy squealed with delight! My head, arms and legs just dangled while she begged him to lift her like that! I had no idea what was going on with that little girl but I knew we had something very sick inside each of us.

I was put back in the truck and Amy said how lucky I was and she was told to go. The men got in the truck and drove me to some park, threw me on the ground, locked the chain to a park bench then left. I was found there by some not so nice Drunks and then by some concerned people who called the police and an ambulance. The cops kept asking me questions, "Can you identify the person that did this" and such but I was just smiling on the inside, they had NO idea about the sweet, hurt, girl on the stretcher. I said that I hadn't seen any faces and kept my secret of the number of people that had done me like this, and how I got there. They would not understand, hell I don't even understand, and they would put me in an asylum or something if I told!

The Hospital sent me a bill for nineteen hundred and seventy some dollars, which was paid mostly by my insurance but I had to answer so many questions for them and at work and everyone knew that I'd been chained, anally raped, fisted and urinated upon. At the time, I had a lot of stomach pain and mistakenly told the cops that I'd been drugged so they would quit asking me "Who done it" so the doctors pumped my stomach and found a lot of sperm in there. That was also revealed in the medical report. I even made the evening news and was pitied by all. No one wanted to talk to me anymore. Now Taylor, Kick, Harmon, Jake and the other men were my only friends. Candi and Amy too! That was it, I want to have Taylor or someone own me! I have gone to the edge and found who I am or what I am anyway.

I am a stray dog in need of a Master.

I have seen Harmon and Kick since then, at the garage! No, I wasn't naked, but I did shock the two of them when I walked in! I greeted both of them with a hug and a kiss because they seemed a bit worried tha

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