Whored on the streets
It’s the third and final day, and I gotta endure all they are gonna do to me. I was just counting numbers in my head “1..2..3…..” just to know the passing time so that I can go back home. I couldn’t take anymore of their abuses and tortures. I was just counting numbers murmuring them semi-consciously as they were dragging me downstairs in the middle of the night as I was begging for this night to get over. As I walked downstairs, I felt the cold, tough tar upon my feet. I knew where I was. I was in the middle of the street completely naked, covered in everyone’s piss, shit, cum, spit, and sweat. I was raped multiple times and bleeding out of every hole, standing naked in the middle of the road as Kannan removed the blindfold and whispered “it’s time for your public execution, dear. Be ready. If someone comes along, be nice to invite them to fuck you. After all, you are a whore”. My legs were shivering as I responded to him “yes, daddy, I’ll be a good whore”. I looked around and a bright street light hit my face, glaring my sight as I further peeked through. I saw I was standing in the middle of an isolated street. Kannan then pushed me to the road as Vimal started to film me. Dilip and Ashwin shouted “dance bitch” as they played a song. My head was spinning from all the things they did to me. Legs trembling and shivering, I started to dance for them, pressing my boobies , touching their body everywhere, and dancing for them. Irfan and Sanjay joined me and started touching me everywhere. They took my hands, and I started to dance as they took control over me. Sanjay was in my front, and Irfan was in my back, holding my boobs, pinching my nipples, and twisting them hard. I felt Sanjay’s fingers pushing down my asshole, his lips upon mine kissing me as Irfan bit my neck. Sanjay removed his pants as he was kissing me. Then he held both my thighs, spread them wide, and he lifted me up as Irfan held me. At this point, I just started to let things happen to me. I’m their slut, and my hole was ruined anyways, but I was crying all the way because of the pain. But these monsters never cared. All I could do then was to wrap my legs around Sanjay’s waist as he put his cock down my ass hole, my cock was throbbing inside the little cage, bleeding as it got harder and pressing onto the screw they inserted. Irfan then removed his pants, then he too shoved deep inside me. I was screaming and moaning in pain and pleasure softly. My anus was burning as I was being fucked raw. I was just being humped in the middle of the street. After a few mins, Dilip came near to me as Vimal was filming me. Dilip asked them to drop me down. Once they dropped me, Dilip pulled the ball leash down, then kicking my balls. As I started to scream, Dilip covered my mouth, saying “don’t scream, a neighbour might come in, then you will be exposed and might need to be a slut for everyone.” I bit my teeth trying hard not to scream. Dilip then asked me to kneel down before him, going on all fours. I went on all fours like a whore in the middle of the street. Irfan didn’t waste a single second. He started to fuck me as I was on fours. Sanjay took my mouth and started fucking my mouth crazily. At this point, I lost all shame and pain. I felt numb. Dilip took my hand and kept it on his cock, asking me to wank it. As I started to wank, his cock, Ashwin took my other hand. I was wanking and fucked all at the same time in the middle of the road, one after another, taking turns on my body, on my holes. They never cared if I were bleeding or whether I was in pain. They just used me like a toy, one after another, taking turns fucking me, pissing in me, eating everyone’s asses like a piglet, covered in street sand. They just pissed on top of me and asked to lick the piss of the street, making it clean. I was just their bitch, saying “okay, daddy” and did what they told. After all that, Anthony and Kannan tied me up to the street light pole. I felt the cold pole on my back, my hands tied firmly, unable to move. I just sat on the ground. Dilip and Mohamed grabbed my legs, spread them wide. Dilip pulled up the leash on my balls and tied them to the pole. It was stretching my balls so much, dragging my scrotum upwards. Mohamed and Anthony were laughing and saying, “Say goodbye to your balls. We are going to operate and turn you into a woman now.” I didn’t know what they were trying to say. I had already suffered so much. What were they planning on doing to me? As I was thinking, Mohammad slowly touched my balls and stood up. He pulled his leg back so high and started kicking my nuts with no mercy. I started to scream in pain, unable to bear the pain. Seeing that Anthony took his underwear and stuffed it down my mouth, I was their bitch, and they were actually turning me into one now. I tried to close my legs, slither away, but they held tight. They took turns beating me and some fucking me. Then, with so much pain, I saw Dilip searching for something in the corner. I didn’t know what it was. I really wanted things to get over. I wished I didn’t die by tomorrow, at that time in the middle of the road, me screaming in pain. And agony, my legs and hands shivering in pain, bleeding everywhere, getting beaten by old uncles mercilessly. Dilip came with a bunch of old rusted rods lying upon the dumpster. They were each thick and heavy. He handed each one. They raised my legs up, inserted a rod passing through my legs to the pole so that my legs stay up. They took off my cock cage. It was bleeding everywhere. They blindfolded me, my mouth stuffed with underwear. I was shaking my head, gesturing “no, I can’t take it anymore,” crying continuously, unable to bear the pain. They just pulled the screw that they inserted deep down my penis hole out without a shred of mercy. My eyes rolled back. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt a cold, thin, coarse rod upon my cock as they held it. My cock was trying to get hard, but it couldn’t. I was leaking piss out of that pathetic cock. They then pushed the rod down my cock hole deeper and deeper. The rod was so coarse and rusted that they just pushed it in deep. I fainted as they took turns beating and fucking. Sometimes they pushed those dirty rods down my ass hole. I just let it happen. I was high, and everything was hazy. Bleeding everywhere, but at some point, it all stopped. They went back to their room. I guess they just got bored with my body at this point or they got satisfied from me. Though I regret this decision, I was happy that I made 8 men happy and I was an actual whore to them all. I was a good girl to them, but now I was left alone in the road. Soon it will be day. I got a bit scared that someone might see me this way. It will all become bad then. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t stand. I couldn’t make a sound. I was bleeding everywhere. I felt only pain in place of my cock and balls. I guess my balls became pulp from all the beating and probably the same to my cock. I couldn’t look down. I felt the warm sun rising up. I was really afraid and crying, and I don’t want anyone to see me this way. I saw Dilip coming to me, releasing me from the restraints. I crawled to him. Dilip slowly brought me to their room. As I was crying so much, I saw them all getting ready to leave. After all, I was just a temporary plaything for them. Dilip held my ass and told, “bitch you were good. Get ready. Let’s go to the hospital and get you treated.” At last, it got over. Dilip helped me to clean myself up, then we went to the hospital. I uttered no word. I was unconscious and admitted there for days. Then I got discharged and went back home. It was an experience that I’m never going to forget. My cock barely works now, my balls are broken completely, and my ass prolapses every time I try to shit, reminding me how much of a slut I was and what I endured to make men happy. It was good not to feel pain. It was good to feel that I was no longer a man. I am a completely turned-sissy now.
Next chapter 6: The Blackmail
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