Monsters
By
Karen Singer
Chapter 25 – The Party Decoration
Brandy couldn’t help it. Her tortured body yearned to move. No matter how useless her mind knew it was,
she couldn’t help herself as she struggled against the bars with every ounce of
strength she had – just to move anything at all. Even a tiny bit. She struggled and struggled…uselessly. It never did any good. As strong as she was, she knew she wasn’t
even close to being a match for the steel bars that held her. As the sun set outside, eliminating what
little view of the mountains in the distance that she had, her frustration
built once again until she broke down crying.
And there wasn’t a single ounce of her that was any longer embarrassed
by her tears.
As the tears rolled down her face,
she suddenly felt a hard slap to her naked rump. She grunted at the unexpected pain. “Miss me?” she heard Vince Beastman’s voice
say from behind her. And then she felt
him parting her ass cheeks. No! But there was no such thing as no. There was no such thing as denying anyone
anything. Before she knew it, she felt
him sliding his damn cock up into her ass.
Shoving the dry thing in brutally.
As he started pumping it in and out, her tears came back again, crying
harder than before.
“Music to my ears,” she heard Vince
say as he continued to rape her ass. “I
love to hear a woman cry. Especially
you!”
His crude comment only made her cry
harder. She was still sobbing when he
finally finished up and pulled out of her.
But he walked around to her front…not that she could see his head…and
stuck his dirty dick right into her mouth.
“Clean me off!” he ordered as he
started pushing his now softening cock in and out of her mouth.
She wanted to barf! In fact, she was close to it.
“Clean me thoroughly. Use that tongue of yours. Put some effort into it!” Beastman ordered.
She did everything she could to not
use her tongue to clean him off. She
felt him pull out of her – thank God!
But then he slapped her face with every bit of strength he had. The pain from his slap was bad, but the metal
brace that held her head in place felt like it was going to crack her skull apart
where it was connected to her. Pain from
his hand, and pain from the cage.
He slapped her just as hard
again. “I expect you to put some effort
into it. Now clean me!” Once again, he slapped her hard…before
sticking his shrunken soft cock back into her mouth.
Sobbing pitifully, she had no
choice but to use her tongue to clean him off.
To clean his disgusting damn cock off…after it had just come out of her
own ass. She was so relieved when he
finally pulled out of her and walked away.
He left, but her tears didn’t leave.
Gradually, she noticed the room
filling up with people. The background
noise got louder, and she noticed more people coming into her field of
vision. She couldn’t help but notice how
many of the men in the room seemed to look her over carefully. Some from further away but many from right up
close. And every last one of those men
looked like trouble. As the room
continued to fill, two of them took a turn at her mouth, nearly choking her to
death as they each pumped in and out of her until their load squirted down the
back of her throat, making her cough pitifully each time.
“She needs practice!” she heard one
of them say.
“I have no doubt she’ll get it,”
the other one laughed.
Brandy was so glad when those two
left. But the close scrutiny she was
getting didn’t go away. There were too
many people in the room now.
And then she heard a familiar voice
calling for everyone’s attention. The
voices in the room quickly dimmed as everyone turned their attention to the man
who had spoken. Out of the corner of her
eye, Brandy could just see the man who had come down to the tile room and had
pissed into her mouth. He was standing
near the corner of the big room over by the window. The people she could see were all facing
him. By his voice and what she had heard
from Vince Beastman, she was guessing the man’s name was Al.
“Good evening,” she heard Al say to
everyone. “My name is Alfonso. For you newcomers who arrived a little while
ago, let me apologize now for the manner in which you were brought here. I’m well aware that a long journey where you
are kept completely blind is not exactly pleasurable, but protecting the
location of this facility is of utmost importance. However, now that you are here, I’m sure that
you will find your stay to be not just educational, but perhaps one of the most
enjoyable places you’ve ever been.
If you haven’t realized it
yet. The dormitory building your rooms
are in is brand new and we’ve spared no expense for your comfort. Hopefully, that will help make your difficult
journey a little more worth the effort. Not
to mention that I’m sure you’ll soon find that like the men before you who have
been through here, for you, this place will be pure heaven. Although for all the women who come, we make
sure they think of it as pure hell.
“You’ve all been recommended for
training here and you all agreed to take this step forward to move up in the
world. Some of you will go back where
you were, but many of you will be moving from the small towns where you were
found into the big cities where the really big players have let us know they’re
looking for some good help. Some of you have
been nothing more than small town pimps up until now. After this, you might still be a pimp, but
you’ll have more responsibilities, and most of you will be doing it in a big
city instead. And I can guarantee that each
of you will be making a lot more money than you have in the past.
“Some of you however may be found
to possess more ability than the others.
Those will be trained in more…managerial techniques. Your skills will be evaluated and those who
receive that further training can potentially make more money than you probably
ever dreamed.
“What some would consider to be the
criminal world has changed a lot over the years. Most of the really big organizations are
nothing more than corporations. Perhaps
not what most of the world would consider to be legitimate corporations, but
they are run the same way.” He
chuckled. “And some that I know of are
less criminal than a few of the really big legitimate corporations that I know
about.
“But for all of you here, you’ve
shown more potential to run and handle things than your current lowly positions
would indicate. So, you’re here to be
trained. Trained to do a lot of things
better – including and especially some of the rougher nasty stuff. We’re going to teach you to be better at that
too. So be prepared, because what we
teach here are things that some of the biggest criminal organizations in the
world have told us they’re looking for. That
is why we agreed to expand our facility and teach those skills.
“Training men such as yourselves is
a new endeavor for us here. One we never
contemplated until about six months ago.
Since then, it has proven to be not only a very lucrative business, but
also having you men here has been a big help in our primary business – women! You see, this facility was originally built
as a way for me to prove that my methods could completely break any
woman, without the use of drugs!
No wasted money on drugs at all.
But when we’re through with the women here, trust me, they never
give anyone any trouble again. And we guarantee
it!”
Brandy saw him raise his hand and
point at her.
“Over there,” Al said, “is an
example of the first stage of the training we use. Total immobility. I’m afraid however that the subject here has
undergone further modification at my good friend Vince Beastman’s request. This one will never move on from the stage
she is in at all. In fact, the catches
on her cage have been welded shut to make sure the rest of her life will be
this total piece of hell. In addition,
my friend had that bucket hung from her breasts and he had her vaginal cavity
sewn shut so that she’ll never be able to feel any kind of pleasure again.
“What we do with each of the women
who come into our care, is to completely remove their humanity. What you see here is a modified example of
the first step. Once they arrive here,
the subject is no longer considered to be human. The subject has been placed into a position
where it must come to the full understanding that it is no longer human
at all, but instead it is nothing more than an object. A piece of furniture, or perhaps a
decoration. And they all learn quickly
that they are and forevermore will be, nothing more than three holes for the
use of any man who wants to use them.
I’m afraid that our little party decoration here however has been
brought down from being three holes to just two. But trust me, those are still two very
wonderful holes for you all to use. I
know. I’ve tried them both myself.” He chuckled.
“Some of you are going to be a
bit…shy about showing off your manhood in front of everyone else. Don’t be!
We don’t care how big your dick is.
While you’re here, we need you to pull that thing out of your pants as
many times every day as you can, and either use the holes on subjects like our
party decoration here, or on the ones who have moved on to the other stages of
our training. We have two rooms
downstairs of cages like the one that holds our little decoration here. Between those rooms, it’s rare that we’re
ever without anyone in the cages somewhere, so take advantage of them whenever
you can.
As I mentioned, what you see
displayed here for you tonight is just the first phase of the retraining we put
the women through. And trust me, it
doesn’t take long at all for them being stuck in one of those cages like that
to break them down completely. Then once
we’re sure they’re broken, we move them on to the next stage of their
training. Your instructors will tell you
more about that later. And any of the
women who don’t seem to be enthusiastic enough about our subsequent training,
get put back into the cages for an even longer period of time. In the six years we’ve been in operation,
we’ve processed nearly a hundred different women. And of those women, we’ve only killed two
because they couldn’t adapt to what we required. Actually, both of them simply went so stark
raving mad after being in those cages so long that their minds completely broke
down. But the rest have been nothing but
a total success…to this day! And we do
follow up with those that graduate and become hookers or play-toys once again.
“You all will notice of course the
women who are serving tonight. Those are
the ones in the final stages of training.
The ones who we have deemed worthy of going from being nothing more than
an animal to gradually being allowed to live more human lives. Don’t be mistaken though. Some of the women walking in this room still
live more like an animal than anything else.
In fact, if you try to talk with some of them, I’m afraid that a few are
still only permitted to bark like a dog and nothing else.” He chuckled again. “Those women get only a single meal each day that
consists of nothing but dog food, eaten from a dog bowl, placed in front of the
doghouse they are chained to, and where they sleep. Surprisingly, we’ve made some very good sales
from a few of the women in that position to buyers who wanted…something exotic
and different.
“But my point here is that those
women you see here are the ones we deem ready to begin transitioning back into having
somewhat of a human life. Some can
answer your questions, some can only bark like a dog. Those that you see wearing some bits of clothing
are the ones who are permitted to talk and are almost finished with this final
stage. They are the ones who will soon
be going back to the men who sent them to us for training.
“Your instructors will tell you
more about it, but I want you all to know that I have no doubt that every last
one of them will jump at the chance to service you to the very best of their
ability. I’m sure that each and every
subject in training here will be most anxious to show you just how good she can
be in giving you pleasure. All of
them! And believe me, we want you to use
any of them that you come across as often as you like, in any fashion that you
like. Me, personally, I love to take my
pleasure in their ass, then make them clean me off with their mouth, or even piss
in their mouth. As long as they’re here,
they’re not human. None of them!
Don’t make the mistake of thinking of them as human…or even as women. They have no rights. They are here to learn that their only place
in life is to be used as often and in any way that you wish. So please, take advantage of them as often as
you can.
“With that being said, have fun
tonight…and for the rest of your stay.”
There was some slight applause and then
the party started in earnest.
Brandy tried to digest everything
she had just heard. Treated like
animals? Well, she could believe
it. But it sounded like they went to
extremes with it. But then, wasn’t the
cage she was in, not to mention everything else that had been done to her, more
than extreme? She certainly thought so.
“Watch this!” she heard a man
shout. Out of the corner of her eye, she
could just see a man grabbing one of the totally naked women walking through
the room. “Do me!” the man commanded in
a stern voice.
Brandy watched as the woman immediately
dropped down to the floor. She couldn’t
see it clearly, but she thought she saw the woman running her hands all around
the man’s body, caressing him further and further down. It wasn’t long before her hands reached his
fly. Brandy couldn’t see what happened
any longer because of the crowd that soon surrounded them, but she had no doubt
that the woman had dug his penis out of his pants and was giving him a blowjob
right there in front of everyone. A few
minutes later, the crowed seemed to cheer and Brandy heard someone shout, “Me
next!” She didn’t want to see anymore,
but as far as she was concerned, as long as the men were occupied with the
other women in the room, then they were leaving her alone…which is exactly what
she wanted.
Even during the party, time began
to drag on for Brandy. She strained
against her cage a number of times…always with the same lack of result. She couldn’t help trying though, her body seemed
to strain to move automatically. She
just…couldn’t. Unfortunately, despite
the other women moving around the room, she wasn’t left completely alone. Several of the men stopped by to check her
out. Every time someone ran their
fingers over the cables holding her vagina shut, she wanted to cry at the added
pain. And inevitably, it seemed those
same men just had to “try her out.” Each
time they stuck their disgusting cocks into her mouth, she had no choice but to
choke on every one of them until she cried.
As the evening wore on, and Brandy began
to wear out. She felt like she was going
insane. The noise level increased, and
more men began paying attention to her. It
was clear to her that these weren’t the polite members of society. These were the absolute dregs. The worst of the worst. Alpha males thrown into what one would think
would be an upscale party. But in the
end, the true nature of all of them became loud and clear. She heard a few fights, which were all broken
up soon after they started. Most of the
men though simply drank too much…and tested their access to the women that
Alphonso had claimed they could use to their hearts desire. Over and over again, she came to the
conclusion she had reached years ago. Men
were totally disgusting animals! They
should chain these men to those dog houses instead. Permanently.
The longer the party went on, the
more drunk everyone became, and things continued to get worse for Brandy. One of the men laughed as he pissed directly
into her bucket – while another one was busy inside her mouth. His example seemed to fuel the idea for
others. Brandy learned that the pain
she’d had in her breasts before was nothing like it soon became.
Man after man began using her. Mostly in her mouth, but quite a few in her
rear end as well. She couldn’t count the
number of cocks that got put into her mouth.
She couldn’t count the number of times she had a cock in both ends of
her at the same time. And there was not
a single thing she could do about any it.
As they had said, she had been reduced to being nothing more than two
holes for the men to use in any way they wanted.
The drunker the men got, the more they
seemed to enjoy themselves…and the more Brandy wanted to do nothing but
die. She wasn’t thinking about Carol
coming to rescue her anymore. She only
wanted to die. To end it all. Permanently.
She just had to figure out how to kill herself. That is, if the treatment they were giving
her didn’t kill her first. And right
now, as long as she died, she didn’t care how it happened. She just wanted it to happen soon.
She was trying to figure out how to
make herself throw up after someone had pissed in her mouth, when she heard
Beastman’s voice, and he didn’t sound pleased.
“What do you mean they’re all
dead?”
Out of the corner of her eye, she
could just see him with his cell phone stuck to his hear. She soon lost sight
of him as he hurried out of the room.
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Beastman couldn’t believe what he
had just been told. He had stayed at the
breaking academy for a few extra days just to finish convalescing, but now he
knew that had been a big mistake. He
should have ignored his still aching head and concussion. He should have been attending to business
instead.
“Everybody’s dead? In the whole fuckin’ building?” he said into
his phone.
“Everyone. We couldn’t find Coriman though and he should
have been there.”
“How about the drugs?”
“They were still there. Untouched.”
“Fuck! That makes no sense!”
“It looks like they came in and
went room by room, cleaning house.
Completely!”
“Fuck!” Vince exclaimed again. “There’s no way that fuckin’ prick can tell
me now that it wasn’t his damn mercenaries!
Did you check all the bedrooms upstairs too? How many did you find dead?”
“When we found the three bodies
outside, we went in carefully and searched the entire building, every single
room, including the lab in the basement.
Vince, there’s nobody in that building that was left alive. Even the guys who came to pick up their
shipment were dead.”
“Fuck! How many?”
“Fuck!” Vince swore. “That damn prick is trying to wipe me
out. He got rid of Lozano, and now I’m
next. Tell everyone to arm themselves to
the teeth and stay armed. From now on
we’re going to be prepared for those pricks.
They’re not going to do this to us again. I’ll be back tomorrow sometime to take charge
personally. And then we’re going to get
back at that damn backstabbing prick once and for all! He’s not going to do this to us and get away
with it!”
“How about the bodies?”
“Like we did before. Don’t let the damn police know anything! Take them all out to the desert and dump
them.”
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In the wee hours of the morning,
Ralphie wearily came back into the hotel room.
It had been another dumb night.
But…he had managed to hook up with a guy who had been more than willing
to rape his ass, and in the process, he had managed to get off in the only way
he could. So all was not wasted. He was just troubled over not seeing the
motorcycles in the parking lot – still.
Where was Brandy?
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Brandy lost consciousness for a few
brief moments…not for the first time.
Each time it happened, someone did something to her to bring her back to
the land of the living…where she didn’t want to be. It was so bad for her that the constant cocks
in her mouth, or her rear end, began to mean nothing to her. She couldn’t move anyway. She couldn’t do anything about any of
it. She was just two holes conveniently
placed for them to stick their disgusting cocks into.
It was her breasts that hurt her
the most now. She never imagined a pain
so great. As the party wound down, she
barely noticed that fewer people were using her. Her head was somewhere else – in a land
called pure hell. She was no longer
herself. She was no longer a person. She was a thing. She tried to think she didn’t exist, but the
damn pain in her breasts wouldn’t let her go that far.
She never noticed the fact that the
room was emptying out and that the women were now starting to clean it up. She never noticed that the men weren’t there
to use her anymore. She never noticed
when her mind shut down and she lost consciousness again…until she felt her
cage move and she was being lifted. That
jerked her awake – ready to receive more abuse.
But the men placed her on the floor instead. It was only then that she realized the damn
bucket was gone. Her breasts were still
in agony though. On the floor, she
closed her eyes and tried to go back to unconsciousness…and she succeeded.
She awoke when she was lifted
again. The trip to carry her upstairs
was reversed and she was brought downstairs to the same tile room where she had
spent so much time already. Far too
soon, her cage was placed in the same exact place and locked to the stand. Once again, all she could see was the white
door in the middle of the opposite wall in that tiled room.
One of the men hung the bucket from
her breasts again. She realized that it
was empty this time. Much lighter. She mentally cheered as she watched the men
who had moved her walking out. Soon she
was left alone. Alone in the quiet,
never changing tile room. With nothing
to see. Nothing to hear. Nothing to do…except cry. She cried…until she passed out again.
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