(Finally, I'm done with the chapter. It's been such a prolonged and intense scene for me, so I think I'll take a short break to relax for a bit. At least, I am happy with the result, as this chapter became my new personal favorite so far. And I still have a good idea where the story will go from here, so hopefully, it won't take too long before I'll be able to continue the story again.)
Chained by Fate - Part 13
When I turned my face to Barbara again, she was staring into the ceiling with blank eyes. Ted tensed the muscles of his bare buttocks to milk out his remaining juice into Barbara. Still, she just flinched her legs with a distant look in her eyes, yet her chest heaved heavily with each ragged breath. It looked like she has shut down her mind from reality, or at least she is trying to.
I know how it works - it doesn't. Although I am such a worthless D-grade cunt, I had my own share of rape experiences. With my small frame, I was even preferred once, for having such a tight entrance. And whenever I was ordered to demonstrate my redeeming quality, I used to send my mind wandering to various places.
Sometimes, I tried to remember the pleasantly dusty smell of the attic in my childhood home. And sometimes, it was the garden I used to tend with my mom. I could pretend I was riding a wooden pony or smelling the roses, while they were spreading my legs or spitting on my sex for lubrication. But the moment I feel the tearing pain between my legs, my mind always snapped back to the gruesome reality with my pitiful cry and tears.
It usually takes much loosening of both your body and mind before you can get accustomed to the pain and humiliation of getting used like that. However, it is highly likely that you wouldn't be regarded as a suitable target of rape by that time, at least if you are wearing a letter 'D' on your breast like me. My shrunken udders haven't become a stranger to the touch of flesh and leather yet. But it's a different kind of touch and leather that they feel almost daily now.
Even the difference in the size of a girl's breasts doesn't prevent them from withering at all. After a few years of malnutrition and abuse, it only determines whether they would sag or shrink more. Doctors say a woman's vagina cannot get loosened with repeated sex, and I believe them. But that's for a woman, and I'm not. And when you cease to be a human, you can't expect to be fucked like a human, or always by a human, for that matter.
"Ah, this was better than expected! I wish we had more fertile rides like this one." Ted pulled out his member with a satisfactory grin. His ruddy skin glistened under the spotlight, dotted with dark patches of bloody congelation.
He turned to Alex and said, "Sorry, looks like I have already warmed it up too much. But this chink got such a juicy cunt. You don't have to do anything to make it flow."
Barbara began to sob at his words. As she trembled with utter degradation, a stream of blood escaped from her violated womanhood, followed by oozing mixture of feminine juice and male seeds.
There is a saying "A slave is best served cold," which I heard many times from those who have ordered me to spread my legs. It means it's better to penetrate a slave's cunt while it's not entirely aroused. They said it enhances the 'grip,' and it was the reason why most of them didn't do any foreplay at all before they tore me to the core with their very first thrust. Many of them also preferred to use saliva for minimal lubrication. If they don't spit on your sex, it's your job to wet them with your own saliva. It would be a too much hassle to make a D-grade girl with fried ovaries to adequately moist anyway.
"Warm or cold, I don't care," Alex impatiently declared while undoing his belt, "Just get out of there and let me taste it, will you?" Alex shoved Ted to the side and positioned himself in front of Barbara's bleeding flower, stroking his thick member to harden it for the assault.
"It's all yours now. But don't be gross, ok?" Ted interrupted Alex as he threw the crumpled handkerchief to his side.
Alex snatched it from the ground and roughly ran it over Barbara's defiled sex. She convulsively twitched her legs every time her engorged clit got crushed under the dirty fabric. The damp cloth did more of smudging the blood all over Barbara's mound than cleaning it, however. Still, the anxious overseer didn't seem to care, or even notice it. Throwing away the crumpled cloth, Alex didn't waste any time before plunging into her with his full weight.
"Ahhh!" Barbara gasped and clenched her toes - one of the few body parts she can still move under the heavy, rusty chains. The way girls are tied up for the night was not just for preventing their movement. It was also for the maximum exposure of their useful body parts, and to minimize the room for struggle when they are serving their purpose. Suddenly, I sensed a shadow on my face then a pair of rubber boots blocked my view. Immediately, a blinding beam of light fell upon my face.
"Maybe your protruding snout can do a better job of cleaning a dick than arousing it?" Ted asked me while looking down on my face, with his hand holding up his pants.
"Yes it can, Master," I gave him the only answer he expected to hear from me, as I was squinting my eyes under the flooding light.
"Good. Then prove me what you are worth, chimp" Ted ordered me as he stepped across my chest and knelt down upon me. I felt a strong scent of Barbara from the bloody member of the overseer, as he sat down on me using my breasts as a cushion while tugging my leash closer to his crotch.
"Yes, Master," I replied obediently and opened my mouth wide to accommodate his musky member inside me. I tasted copper among the more familiar taste of male juice, as the faint smell of fish struck my nostril s.
Trying not to think about the stench, I wrapped him with my tongue and began to lick his surface gingerly. I swallowed bits of Barbara along with what remains of her scent and his juice. D-grade girls have multiple uses, and it wasn't the worst thing that had to put into my mouth.
Feeling him softening inside my mouth, I tightened my lips around him and began to suck his length.
"Ahhh..... ah..... ahh... Uh!.... Hmmph!" Barbara's sporadic moans turned into constant groans. Her striped breasts bounced and swayed wildly under the spotlight, as the squatting overseer jiggled his flabby buttocks upon her like a dog mounting its bitch.
Then my eyes locked with Barbara's. Now she could see me, as my face was now illuminated under Ted's flashlight. Although still moaning miserably with every thrust her violator made, Barbara turned her head to the side and fixed her eyes on my face. I froze with my lips still holding Ted's now flaccid member.
Feeling a knot in my stomach, my mind began to wander wildly. Does she think that I'm disgusting, and probably ugly too? I indeed have a protruding mouth or a snout, as they say. I always wanted to get braces when I was young, but by the time my parents saved enough money for that, there was no dentist left who would still offer such a service to an Asian girl. Or maybe she realized I'm basically eating her now like she had me in the Feeding Hall? I suddenly felt new warmth on my cheeks. Or maybe she... SMACK!
"Arrg!" I cried at the stinging pain on my left cheek, popping Ted out of my mouth as my face was sharply jerked to the side.
"What are you looking at, you stupid monkey!" Ted snarled and spat on my face.
"Please forgive this worthless cunt, Master!" I quickly cast my eyes down and asked for his mercy.
"Now, finish your job, chink," Ted commanded again as he tugged my face closer to his still glistening member.
"Yes, Master," I replied obediently and immediately began to blow my breath upon his skin. As I was drying his surface, I stole another glance towards Barbara, but she wasn't looking at me anymore.
He was right. What was I thinking? I'm just a worthless animal which is not even good to be raped anymore. Barbara is not like me. Even with her head shaved like that, she's much more beautiful than Raisin; just far too much beautiful to be capable of caring for an ugly monkey like me. I felt a tear running down my cheek. He must have slapped me too hard.
I kept blowing. That is what I was made for.
Then I heard a guttural groan from the side. It looks like Alex was reaching his climax already. Now I know that Barbara doesn't really like me. Still, I don't want to watch her face when they fill her still intact womb with their seeds in her very first rape experience. I still keep repeating the memory of my first rape, and I can't live with another such memory of someone I care... and yes, I do care for Barbara. Even though she may despise me as much as the overseers do, I can't stop caring for her. I belong to her as much as I belong to my owners now.
Hearing the groan, Ted finally pulls his member from my face and raised himself up. Without giving me a glance, he walked towards Alex with a taunting grin.
"...Thank you, Master," I showed my gratitude to his back and turned my eyes to Barbara again.
Alex awkwardly gathered himself up from Barbara's crotch, which was now smeared all over with blood by his messy efforts to mount her. Barbara bit down her lip and began to sob bitterly.
"A rabbit would've lasted longer than that!" Ted mocked his inexperienced colleague.
Reddening his face with embarrassment, Alex mumbled, "I... I usually last longer. I swear!" He quickly shoved it under his pants without even wiping it off, leaving a rudy stain on his brief.
"Oleg, aren't you gonna give it a ride?" Ted turned towards Oleg and asked cheerfully.
I almost forgot that there was still one more overseer left whom Barbara must serve tonight. Oleg emerged from the darkness when he heard his name called. Without a reply, the overseer walked sullenly towards Barbara while his hand undoing his belt. I don't remember if he uttered any word since his irritated remark about her fertility.
His towering figure soon loomed over Barbara's shaking body, and I watched him producing his enormous member with apprehension. His face was flushed, but I couldn't tell if it was from lust or something else.
"I don't want that ape blood of yours to taint my skin, chink!" Oleg finally broke his silence as he looked down on Barbara's blood smeared thighs coldly.
"And I'd be happy to tear that dirty cunt to bits, so you'll never have a chance to spread your vermin kinds." With his words, Oleg raised his leg to lodge the nose of his boot firmly upon Barbara's engorged entrance. She widened her eyes and flinched at his unexpected assault, turning her cheeks pale with terror.
"What are you doing, Oleg?" Alex protested, "I need that chink for tomor..."
"Shut up!" Oleg cut his words short and turned to Barbara again. "But I'll be merciful this time if you only beg for forgiveness," he continued in a voice somewhat less angry but still evincing almost palpable hatred.
"Pl...please, forgive t... this cunt, Master!" Barbara stammered in horror.
"For what?" Oleg chided with chilling animosity.
"...Master?... AHHHHHH!" Barbara's puzzled voice immediately turned into a scream, as Oleg spurred his boot deeper inside her without warning.
"Say you are sorry for killing my family! Say it!" Oleg's voice began to boil with intensified heat as he snarled to wailing Barbara.
"Pl... please, forgive this... ARRG!... this cunt... ahh... f...for killing... AIEE!... y...your family, Master!" Barbara alternately screamed and pleaded. Her sore skin stretched painfully over the gritty rubber, as it slowly twisting deeper into her, impaling her upon the ground.
"Stop it, Oleg!" Ted tried to interject, "You're gonna destroy that cunt!"
"That's for this chink's to decide," Oleg hissed and suddenly pushed his foot deeper.
"AAAAARRRRGG!!!" Barbara instantly threw her head back and wailed madly.
"Answer me," Oleg relaxed his muscle and asked, "Are you sorry, chink?"
"For...forgive this cunt, Master! Please..." Barbara pleaded desperately through her tears.
"For raping my sister too?" As soon as Oleg finished his words, he shoved his foot hard into Barbara again, drawing a horrifying shriek from her.
"ARRRRRRRGGGGHH! Y...Yes, Master!" Barbara squealed like a pig, as she screamed her answer.
"Apologize again!" Oleg twisted his foot again and began to stroke his engorged member.
"AHHRRRG! Forgive this cunt... AHH!... for... raping... ARRG! y...your sister, Mas... AARRG!!" Barbara twisted her chest and wailed hysterically.
"Again!" Oleg insisted, quickening his pace with his hand.
"P...Please... AHH!... For... give this cunt... ahhh... for r..raping... M..Master!" She writhed like a pinned butterfly while frantically repeating her words, with snots running down from her nostrils to join her tears.
"Again!" He wore a twisted smile at the sight of a girl who was utterly broken down and grovelling. He raised his head in satisfaction and tensed his body to the quickening rhythm. His foot finally stopped its movements.
"Forgive... f...forgive this cunt... please... forgive this cunt... for... raping.. r...raping your sister, Master... Please!" Barbara twitched her body convulsively as she pleaded. Her hysteric wailing was now barely comprehensible.
"...Hah...." With a satisfying groan, Oleg trembled and began to spray his seeds over Barbara's body. Thick spurts of warm liquid landed on her brows, cheeks, mouth, and chest. Barbara turned her face to the side, trying to shake them off, only to make them flow over her entire face.
"Ahh... ah!" Barbara gasped as Oleg suddenly withdrew his foot from her, leaving a gaping hole of horrendous size. Soon, a fresh stream of blood streamed from its entrance and flowed down between her cheeks. Oleg spat upon her still stretched opening as he buckled his belt again.
"This is for Olga!" Oleg declared solemnly and landed a brutal parting gift upon Barbara bleeding core.
"AARRRRGGGGGGHHH!" I shuddered at Barbara's inhuman shriek as it echoed through the dark cave.
"That's enough, Oleg. Let's go." Ted wrapped his arm around Oleg and began pushing him towards the hall. Oleg didn't resist this time.
"You shouldn't have brought him along, Ted," Alex grumbled as he started to follow them, shaking his head as if to shed off some bad memories.
None of the overseers gave any attention to Barbara before they walked away. Having satisfied their desire for lust and revenge - at least for the night - they didn't need a D-graded chink any more, however beautiful it may be.
As their flashlights disappeared around the corner with their fading footsteps, total blackness has returned to saturate the stifling air again.
Amid the droning noise of ragged breathing and occasional groans from the girls, I could discern the suppressed sound of Barbara's heart-wrenching sobbing.
"Are you alright?" I whispered to Barbara, but there was no answer.
"Barb?" I called out her name again as I rattled the chains.
After a moment of irregular whimpering and sniffings, finally came her answer in a broken voice, "...I want to die..."
Feeling a stabbing pain in my heart, I whispered, "Don't say things like that, Barb."
"Siss, I... I just..." Barbara couldn't finish her words as she broke into a bitter sobbing again.
I wiggled my chained hands behind my back to push my chest towards Barbara, using my hip as a pivot point. After several minutes of struggling, I managed to learn how to squirm towards one direction by scratching and pushing the ground with my hands. I writhed my ways towards the sobbing sound through the darkness, feeling the skins of my hands and buttocks scratched and peeled by the jagged surface of the hard stone floor.
"Siss? What are you doing?" The voice sounded much closer now.
"I'm coming, Barb. Hold on," I whispered back, breathing heavily from my endeavour. Soon, I heard rattlings from her side as well, and I resumed squirming towards the noise. We wiggled and crawled like two worms converging on the debris of food on the ground. After several more minutes of our mutual struggling, my shoulder ran into something hard, but soft to the touch.
"Oh, Siss, you have come for me!" Barbara exclaimed in a shaken voice. She struggled to get closer and extended her neck to bury her face on my arm. Rubbing her soft cheek on my skin, she burst into tears again. I felt Barbara quivering upon my skin, and soon warm liquid began to flow down my arm.
I extended my neck as far as I could to reach her and put my lips on what I believed to be her forehead.
"Shhhhh, it's ok, Barb," I whispered to her softly, leaning my own cheek upon her shaven head.
"You are really like my big sister, Siss," Barbara lifted her face and whispered, her voice half-sobbing and half-smiling now. I felt like I saw rays of the Sun shining through storm clouds.
Suddenly, Barbara began to jerk her head violently and squirmed to push her body upwards. Our chains rattled loudly under our struggling bodies, and I felt Barbara's soft skin upon my shoulder then on my chin. I stretched my neck as far as I could towards her while desperately wiggling my body to crawl lower.
Finally, our noses met. And before I could say anything, I felt Barbara's heated breath upon my skin, and her lips covered mine. I felt dizzy. I could almost hear my own heartbeats.
"I love you, Siss," Barbara withdrew her lips and whispered.
"Really? Even when I'm this ugly?" I raised my voice in surprise.
"You are beautiful, Siss" She whispered softly, but somewhat sadly.
"Don't ridicule me, Barb," I shook my head in a shock. That was the word I have never even imagined to hear, especially from a girl like Barbara.
"Didn't you hear how they call me a chimpanzee?" I confronted her.
"I don't care. You still look beautiful to me. And I can be a chimpanzee for you, if it will make me stay with you, Siss," She whispered with passion as she stretched her face closer.
"No, you are too beautiful for that, Barb," I smiled and kissed on her soft lips again, feeling warm tears in my eyes.
"I love you, Siss!" She whispered in a heated voice.
"I love you, Barb!" I whispered back, smiling and crying with joy as I pulled myself closer.
Our lips met in the darkness again. I felt Barbara's tentative tongue seeking entrance, and I invited her in. We held each other close. Our bodies locked and intertwined in the secret abode where we don't have to fear anything but our skipping heartbeats.
We were naked, but we felt warm.
We were bound, but we felt free.
Our heads were shaved, but we were beautiful in each other's eyes.
Our chains didn't restrict us anymore, as our mind were now freely exploring the most wonderful places together.
We still shared our inferior monkey blood in our veins.
But we were the happiest chimpanzees that ever lived.
(To be continued...)