Chapter 32 - 31

Rachel woke up on the ground. The blanket that was wrapped around her naked body was coated in mud, and her neck was being pulled tightly by the dog collar locked to her neck by a padlock.

There were a few times throughout the night where she woke up as she moved in her sleep and got choked. The dog collar had a thin rope attached to it, which tied Rachel to a jeep. She was told the night before that the knot was so tight that she would only be able to get cut loose in the morning.

And as the sun rose and light burst through the trees, Rachel's groggy eyes blinked open. It had not been a very good night's sleep, and being in the summer, she was woken up early by the sunrise.

Memories of the day before came flooding back to her, how these four men had taken her captive and forced their cocks into her mouth and pussy and how she came so damn hard when they used and abused her.

Rachel felt disgusted with the way she acted... but she couldn't deny the sick pleasure it all gave her.

Between her legs and her throat were aching from being thoroughly used, so rather than alert any of the guys to her being awake, she remained silent and had a moment of peace.

I had planned to watch the sunrise on one of my mornings on this trip, she thought, I just never thought it would be naked while tied to a jeep after being used as a sex slave by four strangers.

She sat on top of the blanket, crossed her legs, and watched the sun come up the hills through the forest. It really was a beautiful sight, and Rachel felt completely alone in the world and at peace. She knew this quiet time wouldn't last forever, so she made the most of it.

This group of friends had hidden her car with all of her clothes and items, and they also had her phone, which after Rachel revealed her password, they were able to text Rachel's mum to say that she was okay. So, there was nothing she could do.

Rachel knew she was helpless and completely under their control. If anything, that made it slightly easier. None of it was her doing, so she just had to do as she was told.

I mean, how bad can it get, right?

--

The sunrise came, and morning started. Rachel had no way to tell what time it was, but eventually she heard rustling coming from one of the tents. Rachel sat up, waiting to see who it was and what they'd do to her.

Then, Mike's face appeared from a tent. He stepped out topless with a chiselled body. When he saw Rachel looking at him, he smiled and walked over.

"Good night's sleep?" He asked.

Why is he talking to me like I'm not their sex slave?

Rachel didn't answer him.

"Are you thirsty?" He then asked.

"Yes." Rachel finally responded.

Mike laughed, and she watched him rummage around in the jeep that she was tied to. Then she heard water being poured into some sort of container. When he came back into view, Rachel's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

He can't be serious?

"There you go." Mike said.

He put down a silvery dish near Rachel filled with cold water. It was a dog bowl, one they must have brought for Lucy, the Rottweiler that they had with them.

Rachel looked at him with both shock and humiliation in her eyes.

"You're our sex pet for the weekend," Mike told her. "Might as well treat you like one."

He stayed standing over her, tapping his foot on the muddy ground. Rachel was extremely thirsty, and her throat felt like sandpaper from all of the throat fucking. She needed a drink, even if it meant degrading herself in the process.

At first, she thought about using the blanket to cover herself, but then she thought why bother since they had all seen every inch of her body.

Throughout the night mud had gotten into the blanket, so nearly every part of Rachel's thick body had a layer of dirt over it. As she sat up and got onto her hands and knees, her muddy, handful tits bounced beneath her.

Rachel had one last look at Mike, who was laughing at her.

Once again, Rachel's humiliation hit a new low as she moved on all fours, naked, covered in mud, and about to drink from a dog bowl.

As her head moved down, her dirty blonde hair fell. Some of it fell into the water, but she didn't care. Rachel pressed her face into the dog bowl and started to lap at the ice cold liquid.

"Mmm, oh god." She panted, not realising just how thirsty she was.

She sucked some with her lip, then licked at it like a dog while more of her hair fell into the water.

As the water went down, Rachel had to bend over more to get to the rest, which meant sticking her big, juicy ass into the air.

"Fucking hell! What is she doing?!" Dave's voice shouted.

Rachel froze. Her head slowly turned and saw not just Dave, but all of the lads stood around watching and laughing at her in this position.

And again, more humiliation, she thought.

"Little puppy is thirsty!" Mike shouted over, and they all burst into laughter.

Rachel's cheeks burnt red, and she didn't think it could get any worse. But as she looked at what was left in the dog bowl, she knew she needed it. So, with everyone watching her muddy ass in the air and her muddy tits beneath her, she leaned back down and continued to lick at the cold liquid.

As she licked at the water, it splashed over her face. When there was only a thin layer left, Rachel bent further over and licked every last drop. She sat back up, water dripping down from her smooth skinned face and onto her muddy chest as the lads sat around chatting, barely paying her any attention.

Rachel didn't know what she hated more, the humiliation of doing such an act in front of people, or the fact that she was doing such a humiliating thing and none of them gave a shit!

She sat there, silently as they built a fire and cooked food over it. Her stomach rumbled when she smelt freshly cooked sausages. Her shame apparently had gone, and Rachel no longer cared that she was butt ass naked and tied to a car while covered in mud.

One by one each of them ate without paying her any attention. Lucy, the dog, was sat obediently by Mike, who was giving her small chunks of sausage.

Seeing this, Gregg stood up and walked over to Rachel with food in his hand. She sat up, her heart beating fast and ready to eat.

"You're hungry?" He asked.

"Yes!" Rachel told him.

"No, no," Gregg said, "You're our pet, so you just bark. Got it?"

"What?" Rachel asked.

She saw three sausages in his right hand, and as soon as she said that, one of them dropped into a large pile of wet mud in front of her.

No! Why!

"I said, you just bark, or woof, got it?" Gregg repeated himself.

Rachel looked at him, she literally was going to have to act like a dog... why does that make my pussy twitch.

"Woof." She pathetically said.

"That's better," Gregg laughed and held out a free hand, "give me your paw."

The other men had stopped eating and were now fixated in Rachel. She couldn't bear to look at them as she lifted her right hand and placed it gently onto Gregg's palm.

"Good girl," Gregg mocked, and then he broke off the end of a sausage and held it close to Rachel's mouth, "go on."

Oh my fucking god! Rachel thought! Pathetically, Rachel leaned forward and took the sausage from his fingers into her mouth.

"Mmmm!" She moaned at the taste and gulped it down.

"Do you want some more?" He asked.

Rachel immediately opened her mouth to speak but caught herself at the last second. That one bite of sausage was enough to make her do anything for more.

"Woof!" She barked.

"Again." Gregg told her as he broke off some more sausage.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Rachel barked over and over, causing laughter from the other men.

Gregg placed a piece of sausage in her mouth, and she greedily swallowed it down.

"Are you going to be a good girl today?" Gregg asked her. "No fighting or complaining?"

Rachel's eyes were fixed on the sausage as she nodded, barely paying any attention to his words.

"Good." He said and fed her the rest of one sausage. He turned around with still one sausage in his hand.

No!

"Erm, woof! Woof woof!!" Rachel barked to get his attention.

When Gregg turned around, his smile showed that he had won. He threw the last sausage to Rachel, who managed to catch it without it hitting the floor.

Oh god, this tastes amazing, she thought as she devoured it.

Once again Rachel sat there in silence like a good dog while they put out the fire and went to get dressed.

Gregg was ready first, and he walked over to Rachel with a pan in his hands. He crouched down, how is he going to humiliate me now? She thought, but really she was excited.

"Here," He told her, "don't want you to starve on us."

He handed the pan over, and inside was a fork, a fried egg, two sausages, a hash brown, and two rashers of bacon.

Rachel's eyes lit up, and she looked at him, both in shock of the food as well as the fact that he had given her a fork, supposedly a weapon she could wield.

That idea didn't come into Rachel's head though. She was so grateful that he would let her have a full meal, not covered in cum, that she ate every last drop very quickly. She dropped the fork into the pan without a second thought and handed it back to Gregg who gave her a happy grin.

After the rest of the boys came out, they spoke about what walk they were going to take, and finally Harry asked a question.

"Are we taking the dogs?" He asked.

This confused Rachel as they only had the one dog, Lucy.

"Yeah, good idea." Gregg replied.

Rachel was still confused until Gregg walked over to her with a short leash in his hand, and then it hit her... I'm the other dog.

They weren't wrong the night before. The rope that tied her to the jeep did have to be cut with a sharp knife, after which Gregg attached the leash to the tight collar around Rachel's neck, and he pulled on it.

"Come on, girl." He spoke to her as if she was a dog.

When he pulled on the rope, Rachel fell onto all fours. Gregg began to walk, and with his tight grip on the leash, Rachel had to quickly crawl after him or be dragged along the mud.

Her hands and knees were in the dirt as she crawled on all fours like a pet as Gregg walked.

"Okay, so it should take about two hours until we're back." Mike said, as he was the one with the map.

"Let's get going then." Dave said.

As they headed towards the outskirts of the forest, Rachel began to worry.

They're not possibly going to make me crawl after them the entire way like this... naked! What if someone sees!

Rachel knew that was a low chance, given how in the middle of nowhere they were! But the fact that it could happen frightened Rachel to her core.

When they reached the edge of the forest and the sunlight hit against Rachel's muddy, exposed skin, she felt more self conscious than ever. Those lads, were all in proper walking gear while leading a leashed naked 25, soon to be 26 year old crawling after them.

Back home Rachel was respected in her job, and she even had staff who worked under her. If they could see their boss now, I'd lose all of their respect... Rachel's pussy gushed at the thought.

They continued on their route, but there wasn't a path, so Rachel was crawling on her hands and knees along the mud or grass. Each movement made her tits bounce left and right. More than once her large ass cheeks would slap together.

After a few minutes, Harry slowed down and went behind them as they walked.

"Now that is a great view." He shouted.

Rachel realised as she crawled her arse cheeks spread, and he could see everything! She wanted to just stop or run away, but deep inside a part of her made her body keep going.

As they kept going Rachel grew grateful for the mud that had dried over her body, serving to protect her skin from the hot sun. The route they were taking was actually similar to the one Rachel did when she first arrived.

How can so much change in such a short amount of time, she thought, when I did that walk, I was free, no sex life for years, and now I'm crawling naked like a dog and being a sex slave for these strangers.

Gregg was kind though. He made sure no one walked too fast so that Rachel could keep up. Crawling was a lot slower than walking, but Rachel wasn't getting nearly as out of breath as she did when she first did this walk.

They ascended a hill, the one Rachel rested on that Friday. The higher they got, the dryer the ground got, which made her crawling easier, but by this stage the wet mud that she crawled along had splashed, and the dry dirt on her stomach and tits were once again moist.

Finally, they reached the top. Rachel was panting as the crawling was getting to her.

Mike emptied a water bottle into a silver bowl and placed it by Rachel.

"Go on girl, drink." He said to her.

Rachel didn't care. She bent over and lapped at the cold liquid that cooled down her bare, sweaty body.

She used her tongue to scoop it into her mouth, not paying attention to anything else, until she felt a tug on her collar.

"Look here, girl," Gregg said, "Over there."

Rachel was pulled around and next to Gregg. She looked out to where he was pointing, and her heart nearly stopped.

On the next hill over, there were three people walking!

No! Oh god no! They cannot see me like this!!

"I wonder if they've got a dog with them," Gregg laughed as he patted Rachel's head.

She wanted to lay flat to try and hide herself, but Gregg kept a tight hold of her leash that choked her neck up to his thigh.

And then... the people on the other hill stopped. They were far away, so they looked small in the distance, and Rachel just prayed to god that they wouldn't realise that she was a person.

And when Gregg's hand rose into the air and waved, Rachel thought she would die from embarrassment.

Oh my god, they're going! Oh, thank you god!

The three silhouettes in the distance were walking down their hill when Rachel felt something behind her. A pair of hands grabbed at her muddy ass cheeks, prying them open.

She was frozen, on her hands and knees, but she didn't move an inch as her arse cheeks were pulled apart, and her holes were exposed to the world.

Why aren't I doing anything? It's like I want this! I don't want this. Do I?

"Ooh, little slut is hungry." Gregg laughed as his fingertips traced her damp, smooth pussy lips.

"Ooooh." Rachel moaned in the shock of him touching her there. The other walkers were still in sight! He literally did not give a fuck!

"Let's hope they don't turn around," Gregg whispered in Rachel's ear. "Wouldn't want them to see me fucking my bitch."

And with that... Rachel felt a thick, hard, long cock plunge deep inside her bare pussy.

"Ooooohh fuck!" She moaned in both shock, pain and pleasure as her insides were rearranged by Gregg's cock.

SPANK!

"You'll want to keep it down unless you want them to catch us." Gregg told her.

Rachel's eyes were locked onto the other walker like a hawk, spying for any slight movement that could make them look their way, all while she felt her tight little pussy grip around Gregg's cock as he pulled out of her.

"Urggh!" Rachel grunted when he thrusted balls deep again.

Her eyes didn't move though, don't turn around, don't turn around, she kept saying in her head while Gregg began to fuck her.

His skin slapped against Rachel's fat arse, and her tits started to bounce back and forth as he fucked her harder. Rachel's attention didn't waver though. She kept firmly locked on the walkers.

Until her leash was yanked, the collar choked her throat, and her head came up.

"Ooooh fuck!" She moaned from the shock and pleasure.

"That's right, little slut," Gregg whispered. "You still love this, don't you."

Her eyes went back to the walkers as she struggled to breathe through the collar.

"Urrgghh yess!" She weakly moaned.

Between Rachel's legs was growing wetter and wetter, and before long, Gregg's pole was coated in her juices, which is when he really gave it to her.

"Ooooh, fuuckk meeee!" Rachel moaned. "You're sooo fucking deep!"

"You fucking whore," Gregg growled. "Getting fucked out here in the open and fucking loving it!"

He was right, I fucking do love it! The hot sun on her flesh, her skin covered in mud while completely naked and wildly public as she got fucked like some cheap slag! Rachel couldn't hold back.

"Ooooh yees, fuck me!" She moaned. "Fuck your little whore dog!"

Gregg loosened the leash, and Rachel's head flew forward. Her dirty blonde hair fell in front of her face, but she didn't look up at the walkers anymore. She stared at the green grass and brown mud beneath her as she got used like a slut.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god... so fucking good!" She moaned with every thrust of his cock.

"What sort of pathetic whore enjoys getting treated like this?" Gregg asked her.

Rachel had almost forgotten that there were three more of her captors watching this go on.

"A worthless one," Rachel moaned back to him as her hair stuck to her face, "A worthless, disgusting little bitch! Now fuck me like one!"

"Even if they see us?" Gregg asked, but he knew the answer.

Rachel flicked her head and hair back. Turning, she looked at Gregg and smiled.

"Let them see me for who I really am!" She told him.

Gregg's right hand went above him, and Rachel watched as it came crashing down on her bare arse cheeks with a loud enough slap that it echoed throughout the hills and fields around them.

"Oooooh fuuucck! Harder!!" Rachel shouted.

SPANK! His palm crashed down, which sent a jolt of sharp pain through Rachel's body, SPANK! SPANK!

"Fuuckk, thank you!" Rachel moaned.

Rachel couldn't believe how loud she was being. It was as if she wanted them to catch her. Fuck it! Let them see me as their whore!!

"I'm a fucking whore for any of you to fuck!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "I'm a slut! My cunt is yours to ruin!!"

Her leash was yanked again and choked her.

"Not just your cunt, bitch," Gregg grunted. "I'll be splitting this fat ass open tonight!"

When he released her leash, Rachel fell forward. Her arms landed in front of her, and she pressed her forehead against her forearms as Gregg well and truly battered her cunt with his big cock.

"Oooohhh, fuuucckk meee!" She moaned.

The idea that no matter what she did or said, his cock was going to be in her virgin ass, scared the life out of Rachel. But that complete lack of control or say over what they would do also thrilled her to a new height of pleasure that crashed through her body.

"FUUCK, I'M CUMMING!!" She shouted into her arm. "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! I'M FUCKING CUUMMMINNNGGG!!" She screamed.

"Fuck, that's so fucking tight!" Gregg moaned as Rachel's cunt gripped around his cock. "I'm about to fill you up again, slut! Might even knock you up as a birthday present!"

"Fuuuck, do it!" Rachel moaned. "Breed me! Breed your whore!!"

Rachel went back up onto her hands and arched her back, flinging her head towards Gregg as she felt his cock swell inside of her unprotected pussy.

"Urrggh fuuuckk!" Gregg roared, and Rachel felt the first shot of his cum unload inside of her.

Like a waterfall, his cock unleashed gallons of cum into her fertile little hole while Rachel found herself bouncing back, clenching her cunt around him, wanting to milk every last drop from his balls.

"Thank.... Thank you." She panted once he finally stopped cumming.

Gregg pulled out and did up his shorts while Rachel stayed still until he yanked on her leash.

"Come on, slut. We still have a bit to go." He told her.

Rachel felt shaky after that fucking. As she crawled along the floor, she had a new liquid on her skin other than mud. Gregg's massive load of cum was leaking out of her battered pussy and down her thighs with every movement.

She didn't even bother to look back to see if the other walkers saw her.

--

To Rachel's surprise and disappointment, nothing else sexual happened to her during that walk. She drank a few more times out of the doggy bowl and had the men laugh and verbally abuse her, but she didn't have another cock in any of her orifices.

On the way back Rachel grew tired. Her hands, knee, and feet were sore from crawling all day. Her skin had grass stains over them as well as the thick layer of mud that had dried on her body.

Eventually they made it back to the boys' camp. The walk took a couple of hours, but there was still plenty of time left in the day, which had Rachel curious as to what would come for her.

"Right, I need a quick go in her." Harry piped up first.

He took the leash from Gregg.

"Come on, doggy Rach." He mocked and pulled her over to the jeep that she was tied to the night before.

His strong hands lifted Rachel to her feet, spun her around, and then her chest was forced against the bonnet of the car. She didn't fight it, not even when he kicked her feet apart and spread her legs.

Harry's cock came loose, and as he rubbed his head up and down Rachel's slit, she squirmed and panted.

"You really are enjoying this, aren't you?" He laughed.

Rachel's face was pressed against the cool car bonnet. It was nicely cooling her down while her juices coated Harry's head.

"Y-yes." She whispered.

She first felt his head slide inside of her. It slipped easily using her juices and what remained of Gregg's cum as lube.

"Ooohh." Rachel moaned as she heaved into the bonnet.

Her tight little hole wrapped around his shaft like a vice as inch after inch of manly meat penetrated her. His wide cock moved deeper, and Rachel could feel every vein and curve as he filled her insides.

Her fingers gripped onto the car bonnet while her face and tits pressed into it. Harry's left hand was moving up and down her back, which had been scratched when she was tied to the tree.

"Ooooh fuck!" Rachel moaned when she felt him bottom out inside of her.

"You won't be this tight for much longer," Harry warned her. "We're really going to ruin this cunt."

"Yes..." Rachel panted, "Do it... ruin me... please."

They had done it. Rachel was truly broken. She did not care what they had planned for her. All Rachel knew was that until they set her free that she would do everything they said.

Harry grabbed her hips and started to fuck her against the car. Rachel had never been fucked in or on a car before... I had never done a lot of things that I've done this weekend before.

Harry was pulling her arse cheeks apart, spanking her and yanking at her hair while he ruthlessly fucked Rachel. And she took it happily.

"Yes... yes... mmff fuck... oh god, don't stop." She started to moan.

Harry was not messing around, and soon, unfortunately before Rachel's orgasm, she felt another load of cum sink into her pussy and threaten her fertile womb.

As his cock pulled out, Rachel felt another thick load of cum run down her leg.

Harry stepped away, and Rachel's body weakly rested against the bonnet. She felt... ruined.

She remained there, panting on top of the car bonnet while listening to the men walk around, chatting amongst themselves as if there wasn't a dirty, naked, cum filled woman right there. Rachel wasn't even tied up. If she had any energy, she could make a break for it... but she didn't. She didn't even think to.

Rachel didn't know how long she remained there. Time had no meaning for someone that was just a sex object.

"Hey," She heard Gregg's voice shout out, "why don't we cross her?"

Cross me? Rachel questioned in her mind.

"I'm on it!" Mike shouted.

A pair of hands gently pulled Rachel away from the bonnet. Her legs were shaky, but Gregg held her up.

"You're gonna love this." He whispered while helping the well fucked woman walk.

Mike was like some sort of monkey as he climbed a tree without any issue. It became apparent why they brought so much rope with them on this trip. These lads apparently had an avid interest in climbing tall trees.

He was a good twenty, thirty feet up a tree and holding onto a thick branch that he tied a rope onto.

"You all set?" Mike shouted.

"Yeah, good to go." Harry called back.

On a tree with a good amount of distance between the two, Harry was the same height up and tying a rope to it. Both Harry and Mike descended the trees, where they tied separate ropes to the stumps.

Rachel was led between these trees. Her head was fuzzy, and she just let Gregg lead her. The dry mud crusted against her bare skin as her tits moved with each step.

While being held up, Harry tied a thick rope around one ankle while Mike tied one around her other ankle. Rachel didn't put up any fight, even when they tied ropes around her wrists. Once they were done, the ropes were firmly secure against her, instantly giving a bit of a burning feeling.

"Okay, and pull!" Gregg shouted.

Suddenly, Rachel's limbs were forcefully stretched apart and star fished!

"Whhhatt?!" Rachel shouted out in shock as her limbs were stretched apart.

Her legs were spread as far as possible with her feet being pulled along the mud, and her thighs stretched as she was held open. Her hands both lifted into the air and stretched outwards as far as possible without causing her any harm.

She watched as Mike and Harry tied up the ends of the rope and stepped away.

What the fuck?

Between two trees Rachel was stretched out like a star fish, completely stuck. She tried to move, but all she could do was make her core rock back and forth.

Rachel was facing the centre of camp as the men walked around her, inspecting their sex slave.

What really panicked Rachel was when Gregg walked around with a dog leash in his hands. It was a long one made of thick, flat leather that he gripped tightly. Her eyes remained locked onto Gregg until he walked behind her, but her restraints stropped Rachel from following him.

"What... what are you doing?" Rachel weakly asked.

And then she heard a whooshing through the air, and a crack echoed through the forest that could burst an eardrum.

"Ahhhh fuuckk!!" Rachel yelled out as the leather leash snapped across her bare arse cheeks with a rapid speed!

The crack made her entire body sting, coming from the burning sensation where the leash whipped her.

"Fucking hell," Mike said, "Did you hear that? Give me a go. Bet I can get it louder."

Mike walked behind Rachel as sweat formed on her forehead out of fear.

"Don't... please don't." She panted.

When she heard the leash being handed over, her body rocked in her restraints, but again all she could do was make her core go back and forth.

Then... CRACK!

"Fuuuucckk!" Rachel shouted.

Again the sound echoed throughout the forest as the stinging and burning focused on Rachel's bare, juicy arse cheeks.

"Fuck! That was a good one!" Mike laughed.

Rachel's arse cheeks stung as she writhed forwards and backwards.

"Okay, my go!" Harry said.

Oh god... more?

Each of the men gathered behind Rachel, which frightened her more as she couldn't see who was going to whip her or when it would be. She made the decision to clench her arse cheeks, and then... CRACK!

"Ooooh fuck!!" Rachel shouted again, her voice disappearing into the deep forest.

Harry's strike wasn't as hard as the last two, but bare leather slapping against bare skin still made Rachel's arse cheeks throb.

"How's that arse feeling, bitch?" One of them shouted, but Rachel couldn't even focus on who it was.

Rachel didn't reply. She was gritting her teeth in preparation for the next one.

"Here, watch this." Dave said.

And then... CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! One after another, a barrage of whips struck across Rachel's bare arse as she cried out and grunted. Being so quick, they weren't as strong, but her arse didn't have time to recover before the next hit.

"Look at that!" Dave laughed. "You can literally see exactly where the leash hit her."

Rachel didn't need to be able to see it. She could feel the exact parts of her arse that had been struck. They throbbed and stung.

"You okay there, slut?" Gregg whispered from right behind Rachel's throbbing body.

"Please... it hurts." She whispered.

But then, three of Gregg's fingers sunk inside Rachel's pussy that was spread open like her thighs.

"Ooooohh fuck!" She moaned at the sudden pleasure.

"Mate, that's filled with my cum!" Harry laughed.

"It's taking a beating," Gregg joked. "I think it deserves some pleasure."

His fingers thrust in and out of her cum filled cunt, and his fingers tapped against her G-Spot, forcing her to clench around him and moan.

The stinging in her arse cheeks was still there, but somehow it enhanced the pleasure coming from her pussy.

"Oh god... oh fuck." Rachel moaned.

"Oh yeah, Rachel the Slut likes that, doesn't she?" Gregg whispered while fingering her.

"Yeeeeesss!" Rachel moaned.

He kept finger fucking her soaked cunt until Rachel was moments away from an orgasm, and then he pulled away.

"Rachel the Slut doesn't cum unless we say so." Gregg said.

CRACK! CRACK!

"Fuuckk meeee!!" Rachel yelped as the leash whipped against her twice by surprise.

Her pussy gushed in the sick rush of pain and pleasure.

"How much do you think it could take?" Mike asked.

It? Rachel thought, having clocked on to it this time.

"Dunno," Dave said, "try it again."

Oh fuck.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The leather leash battered against her bare arse cheek over and over as Rachel cried out and moaned at the same time.

"Fuck, that arse looks sore," Gregg said. "Maybe we should give it a break?"

"Yeah, maybe," Mike replied. "We could shave its head?"

What the fuck?!

Rachel truly panicked then! Being fucked and abused was one thing, but being shaved and not being able to do a fucking thing about it was a whole other level!

"Nah," Gregg told them, "don't want anything that major... I have an idea though."

Rachel sighed in relief knowing that her hair would remain on her head. But her eyes watched Gregg like a hawk as he rummaged in a backpack. He walked over to her, which is when Rachel spotted the big red marker in his hand.

"Don't move." Gregg mocked and laughed in Rachel's face.

She was silent, appreciating the break on having her arse cheek whipped as Gregg moved the thick tip of the red marker against her skin.

"Hmm, too dirty." Gregg said.

He walked off, pen in hand, and Rachel watched as he grabbed a five litre bottle of water. As he approached Rachel, he unscrewed the lid. Then... He threw the cold water against Rachel's face and body!

"Fuck!" She gasped at the cold as the water splashed against her face, soaking both it and her hair.

The mass amount of water like a fountain ran down her body. The water turned brown with the mud on her, and her chest slowly revealed her bare skin again.

Rachel writhed as she gasped and held her breath while Gregg threw water at her over and over.

Nearly all of the five litres were gone when he stopped pouring it. Gregg grabbed a towel on the ground and dried Rachel's chest and face.

"That should do." He said, then pressed the felt tip against her chest again.

He's fucking writing on me! What has happened to my weekend?!

Gregg dragged the thick, red marker against her left tit. Rachel watched, trying to see what he was writing. As she felt the pen graze against her skin, her pussy twitched.

He wrote on her, and when he pulled away, Rachel looked down.

In thick, bold, red letters it said "SLAG!" across her left tit.

"Hmm, not enough." He said before writing on her right tit. Again, the humiliation and degradation of being written on unwillingly made Rachel's pussy gush.

When he stepped back, she had the word "SLUT!" written across her right tit.

"Anyone else want a go?" Gregg shouted.

One by one the group of lads wrote across Rachel's body.

"WHORE!" and "CUNT!" and "BITCH!" and "CUM LOVER!" amongst many, many other words were written all over her body until there was barely a space of skin without the red marker on it.

Rachel was panting at this stage. Being restrained so and completely out of control and covered in filthy writing, her pussy was desperate for contact.

"Done?" Dave asked.

"Wait, I have an idea." Gregg said.

He took the marker, and as his left hand tightly held onto Rachel's head, she watched cross eyed as he pressed it against her forehead.

Whaaattt the fuck! Rachel moaned internally as he wrote entirely across her forehead.

After that, she felt him moving the pen across her cheeks. She couldn't see what he had written, but knowing that even her face had these disgusting things was driving her wild.

"What... what does it say?" She panted.

CRACK!!

"Fuuucck!" Rachel yelped when by surprise she was whipped again.

"Rachel the Slut will read it when she's free." Gregg told her.

"How are we supposed to fuck it in this position?" Dave asked.

Oh god... please fuck me! Rachel thought. Her mind was broken, and all she wanted was a cock inside her.

"What does Rachel the Slut want?" Gregg asked.

Slowly, Rachel lifted her head and looked at the men who had taken her.

"I..." She whispered until she got a stern look, "Rachel the Slut wants a cock in her cunt."

The men laughed and cheered to her words.

"I think it's time to get that fat arse ready." Gregg said.

It was the moment Rachel had been dreading. She knew they were going to take her arse, but now the time had come, and she was afraid.

"Oh yeah, I can't wait to break in that arsehole." Mike laughed.

Gregg walked behind Rachel, and his hands spread apart her cheeks while his fingers made her whipped marks sting.

"Rachel the Slut hasn't had anything in this fat arse before?" He asked.

Rachel hung her head in shame. She couldn't bear to look at the other men as she spoke.

"No... Rachel the Slut hasn't." She whispered.

Gregg ran a few fingertips around her cum covered pussy, mixing the cum with her own juices.

"Ooooh." She moaned at the contact.

Then his fingers moved up, and a single tip pressed against her smooth, virgin arsehole. And then it sunk in.

"Oooh fuck!" Rachel grunted as her tight arse gripped around his finger.

Using the cum as lube, Gregg fingered Rachel's arsehole. After a minute or two, her arse was easily swallowing his finger. Then he pushed a second into her.

"Ooooh!" Rachel moaned in a strange sensation of pleasure as the finger stretched wider than ever before.

"So tight," Gregg told the others. "I'm gonna rip its arse in two!"

"Ooooohh!" Rachel moaned.

His second finger sunk knuckle deep, and Gregg started to finger fuck Rachel's virgin arsehole.

After a few minutes she had loosened up around him, and the pleasure hit her like a ton of bricks.

Then a third finger pushed in, and Rachel moaned even louder! The stretched feeling went hand in hand with the pleasure.

For ten minutes Gregg's three fingers pushed and pulled in and out of Rachel's arsehole until she was just a moaning mess and her pussy dripped down her leg.

"Hey, hand me that." Gregg called out.

Rachel was in a world of her own until she saw Mike hand Gregg a small bottle of water.

What's he doing with that? She thought.

She realised what Gregg had in mind when the fingers left his arse and the tip of the bottle pressed against her hole.

"No!" She moaned. "That's too big!"

"Shut up, slut!" Gregg shouted. "This is thinner than my cock, so you should be grateful that I'm breaking you in first."

Gregg spit on the bottle, and it had a rounded top, thank god! But it was still thick! Thicker than any cock Rachel had taken before this weekend.

He began to apply pressure on her arsehole, trying to force the bottle inside of her.

"Oooh god please!" Rachel moaned.

"Be quiet and fucking take it, or I'll whip you again!" Gregg threatened.

With that, Rachel bit her lip and tried to relax as Gregg kept pushing. She could slowly feel her arsehole stretching open as the lid pressed inside of her.

"Fuuck!" She grunted as her arsehole gripped around the neck of the bottle.

The men all laughed and mocked the young woman as Gregg kept pushing. Her arsehole was being stretched wider. Every slight movement she could feel the rim of her arse gripping around the bottle.

Wider and wider she stretched open. Rachel could no longer bite her lip and could only pant as her backdoor was forcefully penetrated.

Inch after inch the bottle sunk inside of her arsehole, but the stretching, burning feeling remained as her insides felt filled.

And finally, Gregg stopped pushing!

Rachel's tight arsehole was pulsating around the bottle. With her arms and legs bound and spread apart, she had to stay perfectly still while her arsehole clutched around the bottle.

"Look at that, no hands!" Gregg laughed.

She was on her own, tied up and spread out as the bottle lodged tightly inside of her. She could feel it sticking out.

"I need a picture of this!" Mike laughed.

What?! Rachel thought, but the throbbing in her arse was too much for her to speak.

Her eyes were locked as Mike pulled out his phone and started to take photos at all angles of Rachel.

"Look at this bitch." Mike laughed.

Rachel opened her eyes and gasped when she saw his screen. Mike's fingers swiped as photo after photo made her feel disgusted in herself.

Not only was her bottom half covered in mud, but she could see the mass writing all over her top half as she was spread eagle. She finally saw what was on her face.

Across her forehead, covering it entirely was "WHORE!", and then there were multiple drawings of cocks across her face.

The last photo made Rachel feel disgusted in herself. It was from the side, showing her suspended with three inches of a water bottle stuck inside of her arse, the bottom of it visible past her juicy arse cheeks.

"Ooooh myyy gooooddddddd!!" Rachel moaned as it felt like mini orgasms battered throughout her.

"Is it cumming?" Dave laughed.

Rachel's arsehole clenched around the bottle as her body shook.

"Fuuucckk meeeeee!!" She kept moaning and could feel her pussy gushing between her spread legs.

Her body twitched and jerked with pleasure as the men all laughed at what she had become.

Rachel saw in the photo from behind what a mess was made out of her. Her back was covered in scratched from when she was tied to a tree, and there were thick, glowing red lines across her arse cheeks from where she was whipped.

I'm supposed to be a respectable woman, Rachel thought as she looked at herself.

"Right, lunch?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, pub?" Mike replied.

Gregg leaned into Rachel's ear.

"Rachel the Slut will keep that bottle in its arse," He whispered, "or it'll get whipped again."

Rachel nodded to let them know that she will.

"Wait two secs." Gregg said and Rachel worried about what came to his mind this time.

He rummaged in a different back pack and walked towards her with a filled plastic bag. The other boys laughed when they saw him.

What's he got?! Rachel panicked.

When he pulled out a big clothing clamp, her eyes widened.

"Stay still, slut." Gregg told her.

With a finger and thumb, he pressed the ends to make the clip open. Its teeth weren't sharp, but then... it snapped shut as his fingers slipped, and the loud crash showed Rachel just how strong these clamps were, and it frightened her.

Oops." Gregg laughed.

He forced them open once more, and Rachel took a few deep breaths as Gregg held onto her left tit. He held the opened jaws around her nipples, and then... he let go, and the clip bit down onto her nipple.

"Mmmmmfffff!!" Rachel cried out through gritted teeth.

"Oooh, that must have hurt." Dave laughed.

"Next one." Gregg said and pulled out another one.

He took her right tit in his hand, and without any warning, he clipped it down onto her nipple.

"Ahhh fuck!" Rachel yelped.

It was a sharp, stabbing pain in her nipple that immediately throbbed. She moved her body in her restraints, but it was no help.

"We've got a full bag here," Gregg said. "I'm sure we can fit more on it."

Without a second to recover, another clamp was biting down on the side of Rachel's left nipple, on her areola.

"Mmmmm!!" Rachel grunted again.

Gregg wasn't kidding, and he clipped four around each nipple, each one biting down on her and bringing a new stabbing pain / pleasure.

Just when Rachel thought it was over, he crouched down. Unable to move, Gregg pulled on one of Rachel's pussy lips, and a clamp bit down on it.

"Oooh my god!" Rachel both moaned and shouted.

Two... three... four more clipped onto her pussy lips when he stepped back.

The pain was one thing. But the shame of what she must look like engulfed Rachel. They all looked at her, naked, suspended, and written on, with a bottle in her arsehole and a clip on her nipples and pussy lips! It was the most humiliation that Rachel had ever felt.

After that, none of them spoke to Rachel again as they got into a car and drove off, leaving her suspended between the two trees with writing all over her, her arse burning and filled with a bottle.

How did this happen? She thought, I came for a relaxing weekend away. Now I've been fucked by four random guys. I've been hogtied, tied to a tree, made to act like a dog, and now I have a bottle stretching my virgin arse.

I'm a normal, shy girl. I have been working in a good job for years, all I wanted was a long weekend of camping to celebrate my birthday and maybe kickstart me to have more fun in my life... I guess I sort of got what I wanted, I never expected this though.

I turn 26 tomorrow. And I'll be set free. That'll be a strange way to start a new year of my life.

--

After twenty of so minutes, the stretching and burning feeling from her arse was gone. But that made Rachel worry more. Now that she had loosened around the bottle, she had to clench and make sure it stayed inside of her.

Being on her own like this with nothing but the wind to be heard, Rachel felt totally helpless. There was literally no one around for miles and miles. She thought about all the people in that pub, probably seeing this group of lads having a good time, but none of them knew that they had a young woman tied up and acting like their sex slave.

The biting feeling from the clamps remained, although they numbed down slightly. It felt as though every part of her body was throbbing, specifically her cunt.

As time went on and the mixture of pain and pleasure took over every little bit of Rachel's personality, she became wild. Nothing else mattered. She was a piece of meat, an object to be a sex slave for these men.

She wanted them to return; she wanted their cocks. She wanted their abuse. She had become Rachel the Slut; she was theirs. Being a whore for these men was all she could think of.

Being covered in mud, written on, and tied up,

--

It was still daylight when they returned. Rachel the Slut had no idea what time it was, but she didn't care. Her heart beat when she saw them drive up to her, and her pussy gushed.

One by one they got out of the car, chatting and laughing away.

"How's Rachel the Slut?!" Gregg shouted from afar.

Rachel was panting like a wild animal as she looked at them.

"Fuck me." She grunted out.

A giant grin took over Gregg's face as he looked at her. He walked up, and Rachel's body heated up, her chest heaving up and down.

"What did you say?" Gregg asked.

"Fuck me," She told him, looking into his eyes. "Please, fuck me."

"Tell everyone." Gregg told her.

The other lads had stopped and were all looking at the broken Rachel.

"I want you to fuck me!" She told them. "I want you all to fuck me! I'm Rachel the Slut!"

Each of them laughed at her, which fuelled her need.

"Which hole does Rachel the Slut want to get fucked in?" Gregg asked.

"Any!" Rachel shouted without a care. "My cunt! My arsehole! My mouth! I just need your cocks! Please! Please fuck me!"

"Boys," Gregg shouted out, "Cut it down."

Gregg started to take off the clips from her body while Mike and Dave grabbed a knife each and began to cut at the ropes that held Rachel up. Once the ropes that were attached to her wrists were cut, she fell onto her hands and knees and grunted.

The ropes around her wrists and ankles were untied, and when they came free, Rachel looked at her skin. They were marked from the rope that had burnt into her, adding to her markings.

Gregg walked behind Rachel, who instinctively moved onto her hands and knees.

I'm Rachel the Slut... yes!!

His hands grabbed onto the bottle that was still stuffed in her arsehole.

"Ooohhhh!" Rachel moaned as she felt it being pulled out of her until her arsehole closed again after it was gone.

Rachel was panting when she felt Gregg's hand hold onto her stinging arse.

"I'm going to truly gape this arsehole." Gregg whispered.

The head of his thick, sticky cock tapped at her smooth, loosened arsehole. Rachel knew this was it. She was going to be anally fucked for the first time... she couldn't wait!

His head settled on her arse and applied a little bit of pressure.

"Oh god," Rachel grunted and bit down on her lip. "Please... go slow."

She looked up to see all the other men laughing at her.

"Don't worry, Rachel the Slut," Gregg told her. "Soon you're going to be completely stuffed in the arse with a big, hard... cock."

With that he sunk his head inside of her stretched arsehole, and Rachel's back arched up as she struggled to breathe.

"Ahhhh, fuuucck my arse!" She shouted out. His head was definitely thicker than the bottle, and her rim stretched and wrapped around his shaft!

"That's just the head, you fucking whore!" Gregg barked out at her.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Rachel grunted while her arse throbbed around him.

Gregg pushed deeper, filling her arsehole up with just an inch or two.

"Oooooooh god!" Rachel moaned.

Anal was a completely alien feeling, like being fucked in the pussy, but at the same time completely different! Her arsehole felt like it was being ripped open.

The normal Rachel, the sophisticated, hard working Rachel would hate this, being in the mud on her hands and knees with a giant cock sliding into her arse. But this wasn't that Rachel. This was Rachel the Slut, and she loved it!

Inch after inch delved deeper inside Rachel's virgin bowels. Gregg's cock felt never ending, and she was sure he would come out the other end! But finally, his body rested against hers, and his cock was balls deep in her arse.

"Oooooh fuuucckk meee!!" Rachel screamed. "I'm so fucking full!!"

SPANK! The slap mixed with the burning marks already on her arse, making Rachel yelp.

Her arsehole felt unbelievably filled and stretched as Gregg's cock throbbed inside of her.

"You pathetic, disgusting whore!" Gregg growled at her while pulling his cock back, leaving just the tip in before slamming back into Rachel's arsehole.

"Oooh fuck!" She moaned.

Rachel was panting and sweating as Gregg started a steady pace of anally fucking the whore. She kept looking at the other men who watched her as they laughed at and degraded her.

"What an absolute slag." Mike said.

"I bet it never expected this, this weekend." Dave then laughed.

"Now it's a three hole whore!" Harry shouted.

All while Gregg was steadily fucking her arse.

"Yeess!" Rachel shouted. "I'm a three hole whore! I'm a worthless slag! I'm just holes for your big cocks!!!"

"If that's so." Mike said while stepping in front of Rachel and pulling out his cock.

Rachel didn't hesitate to open her mouth and wrap her lips around his thick, hard cock!

"Mmmm!" She moaned as she got spit roasted again, but this time with a cock in her arsehole.

Gregg picked up the pace until he was well and truly fucking her arsehole. Rachel's arse was still burning, but she was loosening up to his girth. All of this was resulting in immense pleasure.

"Glllg! Glllg! Gllllg! Gllg!" Rachel gagged over and over as Harry fucked her mouth, his big balls slapping against her chin as spit poured down.

Rachel's throat gripped around his cock as he invaded it. Gregg hammered into her arsehole, doing his best to gape and ruin her tight hole.

Her tits bounced as she got spit roasted, her nipples bruised and swollen from the pegs. Gregg would slap her arse while drilling into her.

"Fuck, here I cum, cunt!" Harry grunted.

His cock throbbed down Rachel's throat when she felt the first strike of hot cum fire.

"Fuuuck yeess!" Harry roared.

Shot after shot of thick cum erupted down her throat. Rachel was choking on it, and she struggled to swallow it as his seed poured passed her lips and down her throat.

Harry then pulled out and started to shoot his cum over her face and hair. His gallons of cum covered every inch of her, matting into her thick, long hair.

"Yeeeess!" Rachel moaned. "Cover me! I'm a fucking cum whore!!"

SPANK!

"Yes you are, bitch!" Gregg moaned.

As Gregg battered her arsehole, Rachel's body tensed up.

"FUUUCCKK I'M CUMMING!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Rachel's first anal orgasm ripped through her like a battering ram. While she came, her arsehole clenched around Gregg's meat, and he began to throb and expand, stretching her wider.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum, bitch!" Gregg warned.

"CUM IN MY FUCKING ARSEHOLE!!" Rachel demanded, "FILL MY FAT ARSE WITH YOUR FUCKING CUM!! I'M A WHORE!! I'M YOUR PATHETIC WHORE!!"

"Fuuuucckk!" Gregg moaned as he unloaded his cum deep inside Rachel's bowels.

"Yeeesss!!" Rachel moaned as his thick seed coated her insides, filling her arsehole up even more.

Like normal, Gregg unleashed an ungodly amount of cum in Rachel's bowels, which added to her pleasure. She fucking loved it! She didn't want it to end.

But then Gregg pulled out. Her gaped arse stayed open for a few seconds as hot cum leaked out of her hole.

"My turn." Mike said.

Rachel had no time to react when his cock was slammed, balls deep in her cum filled arsehole.

"Yeeeess!" She shouted. "Keep fucking me! Ruin my arsehole! Stretch me! Gape me!!"

Dave's cock was next to fuck her mouth, once again spit roasting the whore who loved every fucking second of it.

Still on her hands and knees in the mud, Rachel came a second time and was rewarded with another load of cum down her throat and another in her arsehole.

Like Harry, Dave pulled out and shot his cum all over Rachel's face and hair after giving her a few mouthfuls.

Rachel felt drenched in cum, her whole hair felt matted from their thick seed as she was left on the floor, panting and exhausted.

She ended up lying flat on her stomach in the mud, not caring how she looked or acted while the men spoke to each other.

Eventually, Rachel closed her eyes and fell asleep.

--

"Wake up, bitch." A voice shouted, and a foot tapped Rachel's side.

"Mmmm." Rachel groaned as her eyes opened. She was lying flat in the mud. Her arse ached, as did her throat.

As Rachel picked herself up to her knees, her hair felt stuck together with gallons of dried cum.

"What time is it?" Rachel grunted.

"Shut up," Mike's voice said. "Here, have some food."

A dog bowl was thrown down next to her with a few chunks of chicken and veg. Rachel looked up at Mike, I feel like a disgusting mess, covered in mud and cum.

Her nipples were sore, red, and still swollen from the clips as she looked at the food then back at Mike.

"Thank you." She whispered.

On her knees, Rachel used her hands to eat the food as some of the men watched and laughed.

Hearing their laughs made her sore pussy twitch.

She ate every last drop. Being abused and fucked so much really builds up an appetite.

"Oi cunt!" Dave shouted. "Over here!"

Rachel looked over and saw the sun was beginning to set, and beams of orange and yellow lights ran through the forest.

Dave was sat on a blanket, and while making eye contact, he began to undo his belt.

Fuck it, I'm Rachel the Slut.

She went to stand up.

"No!" Dave shouted, "Rachel the Slut crawls."

Oh, right, of course.

On her hands and knees Rachel crawled along the floor. It wasn't like she could get any muddier. And the eyes watching her arse and tits move with every inch made Rachel more and more turned on until she reached Dave, who now had his shorts off and his hard cock out.

Dave was sat up, leaning back on his hands when Rachel crawled between his legs.

"Come on, ride me, slag." He ordered.

Rachel was grateful that her arsehole was getting a break, and her pussy was in dire need of a cock! So, on the floor she straddled Dave. Rachel sat up, reaching behind her to take Dave's big, hard cock into her hands. When she lined his head with her soaking wet hole Rachel slowly sat down on him.

Impaling herself on his cock, Rachel's folds gripped around his meat, and she let out a loud moan.

"Ooooh god," She panted, "God I love your cocks!"

Dave wasn't arsed about getting muddy himself as he stayed sat up with Rachel's muddy tits bouncing against him when she moved.

When Rachel took him balls deep, her cunt quivered. She grabbed onto Dave's firm shoulders and slowly lifted up before sliding back down his pole.

"Fuuuck." She moaned as she rode him bareback in her unprotected pussy. The thought of having unprotected sex with these men didn't bother her by now.

Dave didn't say a word. No one did while Rachel used his cock like her own personal sex toy. Her nectar coated his shaft and spread around her lips, making her riding easier. Instead of the rough fucking she had gotten used to, Rachel was enjoying controlling the pace and riding him gently.

When she lifted up, she could feel his wet cock against her tight hole. She would hold for a second with just the head in, then slowly slide back down.

"Ooooh." She moaned.

Her whole body felt like it was covered in a layer of mud as she bounced up and down. Her arsehole had dried cum around it, which cracked with her movements.

"Yes... yes... oh god... mmfff.." Rachel moaned and bit her bottom lip.

As she got more into it, Rachel increased her pace. Her skin started to slap against Dave's as his cock throbbed inside of her.

"So good... so deep!" She moaned. "Oh fuck I love your cock!"

Her fingernails dug into his shoulder.

Rachel moved her legs in front of her until she was practically sat on top of Dave with her legs wrapped around him. His hand moved behind Rachel's back and held her as she leaned back.

With that, Rachel began to gyrate her hips. She moved her hole around while stuffed with a big cock. She kept eye contact with Dave, watching him smile as she acted like a wanton slut.

Around in circles, then up and down, she was grinding with his cock buried inside her.

Her body heated up, and sweat started to mix with the mud. Her tits bounced up and down, but their soreness added to her pleasure, while her cum covered hair started to bounce with her body.

"Yes! Yes! Mmmfff! Oh god, so good!" She kept moaning.

The rest of the men were silent. She knew that they were watching, but she was only focused on the pleasure coming straight from her cunt.

The steady riding built up pleasure inside Rachel's stomach. With her legs around Dave, they began to tense up and twitch.

"Yes! Oh, fuck yes!" She moaned louder and bit her lip.

Her body took control as Rachel buried her face in Dave's shoulder and gripped onto his back.

"Oh god... oh god... oh god..." She moaned while gyrating on his cock. "Oh my god! Yes! Yes! Mfff!! Yeess!!"

Her cunt gripped around Dave's cock as she stroked him with her hole as she bit down on his shoulder.

"Ooooh fuuucckkkk!!" She groaned into his shoulder as her filthy body came and shook uncontrollably.

Rachel made herself cum on Dave's cock, one of the men who had effectively kidnapped her, and it felt so fucking good!

"Yeeeessss!!" Rachel kept moaning.

"Fucking hell!" Dave grunted.

Rachel's head flew back, and she leaned back, resting her hands onto his legs while she moved her hips up and down. Dave had the perfect view of her entire naked body and watched as his thick cock got stroked by her cunt.

"Cum in me," Rachel panted while still cumming. "Please cum in me!"

"Fuck me!" Dave moaned.

Rachel clenched around him and stroked his cock faster with her cunt. Her clit was winking at him every time she lifted up. The look in Rachel's eye was animalistic, like a rabid dog whose only goal was to get this man's cum.

"Cum... cum.... Cum in me!" She moaned. "Please! Oooh, fucking fill me with your cum!"

Dave's body tensed up, and a sense of achievement hit Rachel as she knew he was about to cum just from her riding his cock.

"Fuuuucckkkk!!" Dave roared.

Rachel felt his hot cum strike inside of her fertile pussy.

"Yeeess!!" Rachel shouted.

She rode him harder, stroking his entire length with her cunt as he unleashed his delicious fucking cum deeper and deeper inside of her.

Rachel didn't stop taking his cock until she knew that his balls were very thoroughly drained. Dave was twitching underneath her, and Rachel couldn't take the smile from her face.

When he stopped cumming Rachel got off and back onto her hands and knees. Cum leaked out of her freshly fucked pussy and down her thighs.

"Well?" Rachel asked as she looked at the rest of the men. "Who's next?"

--

The sun had well and truly set, leaving the forest in complete darkness except for the fire that the boys had made.

Rachel was by the side of the fire, hogtied while still on her knees. She was completely stuck as the rope had been tied extremely tight. Her wrists and ankles were attached to rope, so she couldn't move as much as an inch with them behind her back.

Her pussy felt battered, leaking from four loads of cum after they each took a turn on her.

Her face and hair were dripping with four loads as well. It amazed Rachel the Slut how much cum these men could produce. In fact, the cum had washed the mud from her face, revealing the writing on her yet again.

As she sat there, her long cum covered hair cum stuck to her body, but it wasn't enough. Rachel the Slut was a wild beast now. She wanted more!

The men were chatting and eating whatever food they had made. Rachel didn't care about the food. She could only think of their cocks.

And then... WHACK! A plastic container that once held food hit the side of her head. She looked down and saw that it had sausages in it at one time.

She saw Mike laughing at her and surmised he was the one who threw it. He was now cleaning his hands with a paper towel. Once done he scrunched it up and then threw that at Rachel's face. She couldn't move, so she had to take it.

Next, Gregg threw a dirty paper towel at her, and then someone else did the same. After that, another food container was thrown at her.

She looked at these objects on the floor around her.

Am I their bin? She thought.

Anything that discarded around them were thrown at Rachel. It didn't hurt, but the fact that they were treating her as a bin made her cum stuffed pussy twitch again

"Does Rachel the Slut want some food?" Harry asked.

Rachel nodded, not sure whether she should speak or not.

Harry walked towards her with a hot dog in his hands. He held it out, but it was a good 15 inches from her face.

"Go on, cunt." He told her.

Rachel leaned forward and the ropes pulled her back.

Shit, come on.

She leaned forward again, stretching her lips forward and was just inches away from reaching the food.

Rachel went back to rest on her knees, okay, you can do this, she said. She lunged towards it and found only air.

"Urgh!" Rachel grunted as her face hit the floor.

Her hogtied ankles and arms were behind her in the air as her chest, stomach, and face were on the floor.

Harry had moved the hot dog at the last second and made her miss.

"Stupid slut." He laughed.

Rachel wriggled left and right on the floor, trying to face the right way, but it was no use. The guys laughed at her struggles as the rope dug into her skin.

"Fucking hell, look at it go." Mike laughed.

Harry was kind enough to pick Rachel up, so she was kneeling again.

"Bark." He told her.

Rachel looked at him, back to being a dog.

"Woof!" She barked while hogtied.

"Is that it?" Harry laughed.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!" She shouted.

Eventually, after five minutes of barking Harry fed Rachel the hotdog, which she happily took.

"What are we doing with it tonight?" Dave asked.

Rachel's ears perked up. She was exhausted and was now wondering how they would have her sleep.

"The bonnet?" Gregg asked.

Harry smiled as he pulled out a sharp blade. Rachel's hairs stood on edge as he carefully cut her free. Harry pulled Rachel to her shaky feet and then dragged her over to the bonnet of a jeep.

Rachel didn't struggle as her arms were pulled out wide and her chest was forced against the bonnet. Another rope was tied around her wrists, and she soon realised that this piece of rope went underneath the jeep.

Next, her ankles were tied to the bottom of the cars.

Once again Rachel was restrained, spread eagle. Only this time she was stuck bent over a bonnet of a jeep.

Her cheek pressed against the hard metal, as did her tits and stomach. The men stood behind her, and Rachel knew they could easily see her exposed arsehole and cunt.

Then, something was pulled over Rachel's eyes. It was a fabric sort of material, but she didn't know what it was. It was then tied behind her cum covered hair and Rachel was now blind as well as bound.

"Right, see you in the morning, guys." Gregg said.

She could hear each of them get into a tent while Rachel was bound, blindfolded, and stuck. At least it was a warm night.

Monday

Since she was blindfolded, Rachel had no idea what time it was when she was woken up. For all she knew it had been anywhere from five minutes to five hours! But it was how she was woken up that shocked her.

One of the guys, she didn't know who, was sliding his cock into her arsehole.

"Urrgghhh!" Rachel grunted as her arsehole stretched around this big cock and wrapped around his shaft.

Whoever it was didn't speak as he impaled himself into her bowels.

A pair of hands grabbed her hips as his cock started to slide in and out of her.

"Ohh... fuck... fuck... fuck...." Rachel moaned as his skin slapped against hers.

It amazed Rachel with how quickly she had come to love anal! This big cock was really giving it to her while she was completely stuck and blindfolded.

Being half asleep, Rachel only let out grunts and moans while she got anally fucked until she felt the cock throb and unload a massive amount of cum inside of her.

SPANK! He slapped her exposed arse cheeks and then left.

In a matter of seconds Rachel was falling back to sleep with cum leaking out of her gaped arsehole.

--

CRACK!!

A sharp, blinding pain woke up Rachel like a bucket of cold water. The leather leash was whipped across her bare arse again.

"Ahhhhh!!" She shouted out in shock, and her body instinctively fought her restraints.

"Oh, keep it down, bitch." Mike laughed.

Her arse cheeks stung from the one strike, but Rachel had no idea how she took so much of it the day before.

A pair of hands touched her arse cheeks, and Rachel waited to be fucked again.

"Is that fresh cum?" Mike asked.

All Rachel could do was let out an agreeing grunt.

"Hey!" Mike shouted out. "One of you fuck this arse last night?"

When Rachel heard each of them either say "no" or give negative sounds, her heart beat out of her chest against the bonnet.

Did some random man find me like this in the night and fuck my arse?!!

Rachel began to shake at the idea of a completely unknown man, bareback fucking her arse!

"What?!" She shouted, "What?! What?!"

She fought against the restraints, but she couldn't move.

Some fucking random guy found me and fucked me?!! What the fuck!?!

"Fucking hell, calm down!" Harry said. "It was me. I fucked its arse."

Oh, thank god!

Rachel's erratic breathing calmed down immediately. These men may have effectively kidnapped her, but at least she knew who they were... sort of.

Gregg's laugh echoed through the forest.

"Would've been funny if some random fella fucked her." He shouted.

It was still complete darkness underneath the blindfold, but Rachel assumed it was the morning since they were all up.

She was left on the bonnet like that while the men cooked and ate breakfast.

Rachel started to wonder when they were going to set her free. It was a long drive home, and she had a lot to do to make herself presentable for work tomorrow.

"Oh, your mum says happy birthday!" Gregg shouted.

Oh yeah, my birthday. This wasn't how I expected to spend it.

With nothing else to do other than feel her pussy get wetter and wetter at her complete lack of control, Rachel listened to them while blindfolded.

Tomorrow I have to go into work, look the people that call me "boss" in the eye after I've spent this whole time being treated like a completely worthless sex slave. And I've loved it.

I'm going to have to clean the massive amount of cum from my hair. All of the writing off of my body. All of the cum in and around each of my holes. I'll have to talk to my bosses knowing that I've been a three hole slut for an entire long weekend.

These bruises on my wrists, ankles, tits, and arse are going to be around for a while. There's no way these whip marks from my arse cheeks will be gone anytime soon.

Oh god, my mum is going to ask me about my birthday camping trip! How am I supposed to answer?! "Yeah, I had a great time, Mum. I was kidnapped by four men, tied up, humiliated, abused, whipped, and fucked in every hole! I was treated like a dog and a bin! Oh, and guess what? It was the best fucking weekend of my life?! I'm now Rachel the Slut!"

Rachel was completely lost in her own thoughts, which turned her on more and more. She barely even noticed what the guys were doing until the material that blindfolded her was pulled away.

The sunlight burnt her unprepared eyes, and she had to blink as they watered.

"Happy birthday, Rachel the Slut," Gregg said with a smile. "Happy to wake up with us?"

He seemed so nice when I first met him. I had sex with him - intimate, loving sex. I never thought he would have this inside of him.

She gulped with a very dry throat as she looked up.

"Rachel the Slut is very happy." Rachel told him.

Rachel felt filthy! If it wasn't for the mud, she was sure that her senses would be filled with sweat and dried up cum!

Gregg untied Rachel, and her naked body sunk down the bonnet until she landed on the ground. He then poured water into a silver dog bowl next to her.

"Drink." Gregg told her.

Rachel had no shame left in her as she bent down and lapped at the cold water that soothed her sore throat. It was a god send, and she barely even paid attention to the laughter and degrading remarks as she gulped every drop of the water down.

When Rachel's head rose, she saw Lucy, the dog, sat near. Lucy had curiosity in her face, as if to say "why is this human acting like me?"

To be honest, with everything going on, Rachel had forgotten there was an actual dog with them.

That morning consisted of Rachel having the collar and leash on again while they walked her around in circles while hurling abuse at her. They called her every name under the sun while making her crawl faster and faster.

It was so humiliating! Which made Rachel even wetter! Her knees and hands would sink into the mud as she crawled as quickly as possible.

Every lap, when she passed the other men, they would each slap her arse. After twenty minutes Rachel was panting and horny as fuck!

After that, Rachel was tied to the car with her collar. Sat next to her, very obediently, was Lucy the dog. Both of them watched as the boys took down their tents and packed up.

Every so often one of them would walk up to Rachel and shove their cock down her throat. None of them would cum though. They would ruthlessly fuck her mouth as if it were her pussy or arsehole, and their balls would slap against her chin, making Rachel gag and drool all down her chin and onto her tits.

Over and over again this happened for an hour or two, to the point where Rachel's mouth was like a faucet with spit running down her chin. But none of them touched her pussy! And Rachel was craving cum with all of the throat fucking!

She was getting pathetically desperate when they finished packing up.

They stood in front of Rachel, looking down at her, and she wondered if this was when she would be set free. Rachel became distraught then!

I need them to fuck me at least one more time! And then she thought, how am I supposed to go back to my dead sex life?!

Gregg checked his watch.

"What time does everyone need to get going?" He asked.

"At least an hour or two." Mike replied.

Oh, fuck yes!

"Right, cut its ropes." Gregg ordered.

Rachel was freed from the car and dragged forward until all of the lads surrounded her. One by one they pulled their cocks free, and Rachel began to drool.

Gregg stepped forward. He took a handful of her stiff, cum filled hair and started to slap his massive, thick cock on her face.

Rachel stuck her tongue out like a dog and tried to catch it.

Then Mike's cock started to slap her face next to Gregg's. Then Dave's, then Harry's. At the same time these four, big hard cocks were slapping down against Rachel's face. She thought she would cum right there and then!

"Mmmm please!" She moaned as slap after slap hit her.

Precum started to stick to her face as the barrage kept going. Rachel needed one in her. She didn't care which hole!

"Please! Fuck me!" Rachel begged. "I need you to fuck me! Please! Any hole! I don't care!"

With her mouth open, Gregg shoved his cock down her throat until his balls pressed against her chin.

"Gllllllgggggg!!" Rachel moaned and gargled around his cock as spit ran down her chin.

Her eyes bulged and watered down her face when Gregg started to fuck her mouth. He pulled out, and Rachel managed to get out a gasp when Mike shoved his cock down her throat.

"Gllg! Glllg! Gllg! Gllgg!" She gagged over and over as his balls slapped her chin.

Harry was next, holding his entire length down her throat until Rachel couldn't breathe.

Then Dave took his turn fucking Rachel's mouth.

"Get it up here!" Gregg shouted.

Rachel was dragged to one side. When she got her bearings, she was straddling Gregg. Her hips were lifted and pushed down until her cunt was filled with his big, thick cock!

She was held like that while Gregg thrusted up and into her ruthlessly.

"Oooooh myyyy, yeeeeesss!!!" Rachel moaned.

"Let's really ruin this cunt!" Gregg shouted.

They love calling me a cunt, Rachel thought and moaned. But that wasn't what Gregg meant.

Rachel was held down with Gregg balls deep inside when she felt another pair of hands on her hips. She went to turn her head while moaning when Gregg's big, strong arms wrapped around her body and held her chest against his.

"Now, we are going to stretch you." He whispered.

Rachel was confused... until she felt a second cock tap at her already stuffed pussy.

"No!" She shouted in a panic. "No! You'll rip me! You can't fit!!"

She tried to thrash about, but Gregg's hold was too strong, and she felt the second cock start to put pressure on her cunt that was already stretched around Gregg's cock.

"Please!" Rachel begged. "You'll ruin me! Please!!"

Her begging fell on deaf ears as the second cock kept pushing. She could feel the entrance to her pussy being stretched even wider than naturally possible.

"No! No! Noooooo oooohh fuuuucckkk!!" She gasped as her pussy stretched even wider and the second cock forced its way inside of her.

It wasn't just two cocks that would be fucking her, but it was two very big, very thick cocks!!

She was gasping for breath as her pussy pulsated around the second invading meat that pushed deeper again.

"Ooooh plleeeassee!!" She shouted. "You're... ruining... me!"

The pain was sharp, as if she was being ripped in two as the second man pushed deeper and deeper and deeper.

Her cunt was forcing both cocks to be pressed tightly together. Rachel thought she was going to pass out at one stage and just focused on breathing.

Until... the second cock was balls deep inside of her and her breath came back.

"FUUUUCCKK!!" She screamed. "I'M SOOO FUCCKKINNG FULL!!!"

Gregg tightened his grip, and his lips grazed her ear.

"Your cunt will be ruined after this," He told her. "You'll never feel the same again."

Rachel was hyperventilating as her pussy throbbed and ached around the two big cocks! She wasn't fighting away anymore. There was no point. Thankfully, they both just stayed still inside of her, and although Rachel still felt like she was getting ripped open, the pain was slowly dying down.

Then, the second cock pulled back and thrusted into her.

"Urggh fuck!" Rachel grunted.

In and out the second cock slowly moved. The only saving grace was that her juices were spreading over his shaft and being used as lube.

"Yeah, it's gonna be fucked after this." Mike said from behind, and now she knew he was the owner of the second cock.

Rachel's cunt relaxed as he kept thrusting, each one making it little bit easier until she was taking him properly. Mike's cock was sliding in and out of Rachel faster while Gregg's stayed stationary as a constant reminder that her pussy was being double penetrated.

"Urgh... urgh.... Fuck... ooh fuck!" Rachel started to moan.

The slight pain was still there, but the overwhelming stuffed feeling began to bring her pleasure.

"That's it, slut!" Mike laughed. "Now you're liking it!"

"Urggh!" Rachel grunted. "So... much... cock!"

Finally, Rachels cunt had fully loosened up and was accepting both cocks.

"Oh god... fuck me... fuck me." She moaned.

"What was that, cunt?" Mike grunted.

He hammered so hard into Rachel that her body rocked forward.

"Ahhh fuuck me!" She shouted. "Ruin me! Stretch me!! Destroy my fucking holes!!"

With her knees pressed into the mud, both men now began to fuck Rachel's cunt. It was fucking wild, and all Rachel could do was scream in unrecognisable moans of pleasure.

"Urggh fuck, I won't last long when she's this tight!" Mike grunted.

"Hurry up," Harry said. "I'm double stuffing that cunt next."

"YES!!!" Rachel screamed when she found her voice. "CUM IN ME!!! RUIN MY CUNT!! MAKE ME INTO A STRETCHED BATTERED WHORE!!"

"Fuuucckkk!!" Mike roared like a beast as he unloaded deep inside Rachel.

He kept fucking her as his cum leaked out and around both of their cocks. No sooner did he pull out when Harry shoved his cock back into her cunt. This time, he sunk in easily in Rachel's loosened pussy.

"Oooh fuuck me!" Rachel moaned. "Oooh god, you've ruined me! I... I'll never feel a cock again!!"

SPANK!

"Damn right, bitch!" Harry laughed.

Harry and Gregg fucked Rachel maniacally as she moaned and screamed and pleaded for more. Sweat ran down her entire body as her cum filled pussy got battered.

The two of them well and truly battered into Rachel's stretched cunt when an explosive sensation coursed through her body like a lightning bolt.

She took in a heavy breath as her body tensed and then...

"HOOLLY FUUCCKK, I'M FUCKING CUMMING!!" She screamed so hard it hurt her throat. "OOOH FUUCKK MEEE!! YEEES!!! FUCKING DESTROY ME!!!"

"Urrrgghh fuuck!" Harry grunted as he unloaded his balls inside of her, mixing in with Mike's.

When he pulled out Rachel, was in the midst of the biggest orgasm of her life! Her entire body felt weak and drenched in sweat and mud as she panted, struggling to breathe.

Then she felt Dave's hands on her hips - the last cock.

"Do it," She panted. "Destroy my cunt. I'll never be the same again. You've broken me. Just fucking do it!"

Dave laughed and slapped her filthy arse.

"I have another idea." He told her.

Without any warning or mercy, Dave's hard, girthy cock sunk all the way down inside Rachel's arsehole.

"HOLY FUCKING GOD!!" Rachel screamed as she was now getting double penetrated in both holes.

"Fuck me, that's tight!" Dave moaned.

He did not give Rachel's arse time to get used to him as Dave started to fuck her arsehole like a mad man.

Both cocks fired in and out of her holes. If they wanted to ruin her holes, then they were succeeding. In a matter of minutes her arsehole had loosened and was taking the double fucking.

"YES! YES! YES! FUCK MY ARSEHOLE!! I'M A WHORE! I'M A FUCKING WHORE!! I'M A FILTHY, PATHETIC, WORTHLESS CUNT!!" Rachel shouted.

SPANK!

"What else, cunt?" Dave asked.

"I'M A DISGUSTING SLAG!" She shouted. "I'M A THREE HOLE WHORE!! A SEX PET! I'M RACHEL THE PATHETIC SLUT!!"

Rachel's body erupted into another mind destroying orgasm. At the exact same time both cocks came inside of her. Gallons of cum filled her arsehole and pussy, all while she was shaking uncontrollably.

Their cocks were throbbing and pulsating inside as they shot rope after rope of cum.

By the time they were all done, all three were panting.

Dave pulled out of her gaped arsehole, and his cum leaked out. Then Gregg pushed Rachel off onto the ground as three loads of cum leaked out of her unprotected pussy. Straight away Rachel could tell that her pussy didn't retract as much as normal.

Her eyes were closed, and her body felt battered and exhausted.

"Right, tie her up." Gregg said.

If Rachel's brain was working, she would have worried about them tying her up before going home, but her brain wasn't working.

Before she knew it, Rachel was back on her hands and knees with her hands tied behind her back and ankles tied together.

The four men stood in front of her, and each one was smiling.

Rachel the Slut was well and truly broken, covered in mud, cum and sweat. Her hair was stiff from the mass amount of cum, and the writing was still all over her body. Her nipples were red and swollen from the clamps. Her arse cheeks had red and blue bruises showing exactly where she gotten whipped. Her wrists and ankles had very clear rope burns. Her back was very well scratched from when she was tied to the tree. And her arse and cunt were leaking fresh cum.

She looked at them, but her brain wouldn't think. All she could think about was more cock.

Gregg pulled out a small knife and stabbed it into the ground in front of Rachel.

"Well, this was a pleasure," Gregg said. "You really gave us a good bonding weekend."

"We hope you had a good birthday." Mike said.

"Thanks for letting us destroy your holes." Harry told her

"I don't think I'll be able to cum again for weeks!" Dave said.

Rachel looked at them, barely taking in their words until Gregg crouched down. He placed Rachel's phone and car keys on the ground near the knife.

"Your car is about half an hour East. It was nice meeting you." Gregg said and patted her head.

Rachel watched as one by one they got into their cars and drove off, disappearing out of the forest.

She was alone now, the only proof that they were here being the burn marks on the ground from the fire.

Rachel's head looked around and then down at the knife.

--

She realised why they tied up her up and left a knife. It took Rachel nearly 2 hours to manage to cut herself free, plenty of time for each of them to put many miles away from her.

Then she had to find her car, where she threw on any clothes that were easy to reach. Covered in her filth she drove home.

Tuesday

Rachel was looking at herself in the mirror. There were five sinks in front of her with cubicles on the other side of the room. She was wearing a long skirt that went down to her feet, but just in case, she also wore black tights.

It took over two hours to clean herself from the writing and the cum, but the bruises and marks on her wrists, ankles, arse, and back were still there.

With every step all of Rachel's holes hurt.

In the mirror she looked like Rachel again with straightened hair, smart clothes, and a little make up on.

You're Rachel the Slut.

She went back into the office where one of her Administrators was standing and waiting.

"Hey! Did you have a good camping trip?" She asked.

Rachel looked at her, and then her pussy twitched.

Oh, I did.

Epilogue

It had been three weeks since Rachel's birthday, and every night her dreams were filled with memories of her camping weekend. She had made herself cum once a day while thinking about it.

Although Rachel had not spoken to any men in a flirty way, she constantly daydreamed about being treated in such a disgusting, filthy way again.

She bought herself a dildo. Actually, she bought three as the first two barely touched the sides after the boys ruined her pussy. Even now, she would feel her arse and pussy twitch, as if a phantom cock was fucking her.

Something had broken in Rachel's mind that weekend, something that changed her for good.

As she was sat in her bed, she waited three minutes. Her heart was beating in her chest. The bruises that remained were fading. The worst were the whipping ones on her arse.

The alarm on Rachel's phone went off, and it was time. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she looked down at the pregnancy test in her hands.

Oh