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Kattie's Abduction Fantasy Chapter 12 Scroll down to start from Chapter 1 Continuing the theme, the next guy dragged her into the bathroom and pushed her face deep into the toilet bowl. As he heard her gurgle he entered her doggy style, himself kneeling on the floor. She was just grateful that it had been cleaned somewhat recently. When he was about to climax, the man pulled out and came full upon the rim of the toilet. He just pointed at the white pearls that lay on the rim. Kattie knew what she was expected to do. Her tongue flush against the white porcelain, she licked the jizz up, finally having to kiss at it with her lips and suck it in to get it all up. Two more men came forward and added their loads to the rim of the toilet. Steve watched Kattie kneeling before the toilet, a woman completely broken, ruined. 24 hours ago she was a beautiful, respectable young woman, who had only had sex with one man and was proper in all ways. Reduced to this, licking the salty, rapidly-cooling cum, of men whose names she didn't know, from the rim of a motel toilet. God, how effective his plan had been. Realizing it was far more than he'd ever dreamed it might be. He watched her as she knelt there, so soft and exposed, the pink-rimmed soles of her feet tucked under her ass where she knelt, licking the toilet clean. Steve suddenly felt a huge rush of sadistic euphoria. The perfect girl, utterly ruined. It was something from his darkest fantasies, brought to life. He knew he should feel guilty, he just didn't. This fulfilled something heinous inside him. The pussy juice was still leaking out of her, leaving a connected strand from the heels of her feet to her vagina, stretching it long and thin when she rose up. How she hated it and loved it. Licking the cum from a fucking motel toilet. In that moment, his mind clouded and overwhelmed with cruel lust, he truly hoped that she would spend the rest of her days in some cheap Thai brothel like Rick had said, sucking 30 dicks a day for pennies. They had the camera right on the rim, getting every detail of the action. Daniel narrated as she licked the last of the residual slime from the filthy surface: "Let it be known forever after, to any guy who might have considered dating her in the future, that Kattie Duval sucked strangers' cum off of a public toilet. You're not gonna have love in the future kattie, you're just gonna be a walking set of fuck-holes. Nobody's going to want to have a relationship with this perv." Kattie looked right into the lens as she tongued the last of the cum off. He was right, of course, and her eyes expressed a feeling of remorseful justification in this. After this they went back to fucking her. When they had entered this room the sun had not even set on the previous day, but now gray light began to show over the horizon, marking the coming of the morning. When the running tally in the comments on-screen was at 158, the line of men taking turns inside of her seemed to have finally slowed to the point of completely stalling. It seemed that everyone who wanted a piece had taken it. Not everyone present had fucked her, but some seemed content to just watch, either unwilling to go on camera or to take the risk of fucking the same communal who had just given her unprotected pussy to dozens and dozens of other men. The realization that she was such a repulsive slut now that not everyone would even want to touch her was enough to push Kattie to one more shameful orgasm, spreading her legs wide for the audience still standing before her bed, showing them everything from her tits to the soles of her feet to her spread, soiled cunt as she diddled her clit for them like the pathetic she was. "Well, not everyone wants to fuck you anymore," Daniel said, "and I can't say I blame them. You are one nasty slut. Luckily, we've got the fair warning recorded for the whole world. But, I think we can still let everyone participate without even having to touch you if they don't want to. A good bukkake for the cum dumpster. Everyone present is encouraged to participate. Whether you've cum tonight or not. If you can work up a load, you're welcome to plant it on this 's face." Kattie was kneeling on the ground as this announcement was made, both feet tucked under her butt like they'd been as she worshipped the toilet, the tips of her toes, her heels, and the balls of her feet tinged with pink. She felt a surge of pussy juice drop through her ankles down to the carpet as she looked up at what was awaiting her. Basically everyone in the room, still 60 or more men standing around, had their dicks in hand now, slowly jerking them as they stared at her hungrily. Many had already fucked her and were still horny enough to give her a second load, but many others fell into the category of people who weren't willing to fuck her, but were perfectly OK with disdainfully dropping a load on a slut's face. She ran a finger up her wet slit as she waited for the first splash of cum, shuddering in anticipation as her finger ran across her clit. Her heart was racing. Looking at the waiting horde of testosterone, she felt a wave of terror, but also extreme excitement. She'd taken a good handful of loads on her face tonight at various points in the action, but it was never the focus of the action, there had usually been something to distract her. And certainly never several in a row, much less 60. Facials had always given her a particular sick thrill when watching porn. She loved how degrading they were for the women, how disgusting. She would always get off, imagining herself in their position, being reduced to a cum-glazed wreck. Now it was happening. And probably everyone she'd ever known was going to see it. By the time the first guy stepped up and dropped his jizz on her face, a huge, pearly spurt that landed right in the middle of her forehead, she was already quivering with another orgasm. By the time it subsided, the second load had hit, and then the third. Soon they were coming one after the other, with seldom a pause in between. When that many guys were waiting to blow their loads, it was easy to always have somebody ready to go. The camera was there catching every load up close, or circling behind between cum shots, taking in the full context of her, degraded on her knees, rubbing herself furiously between her legs, painted in cum, before the masturbating wall of men. Cum landed all over her face, in her eyes, some of it splattering the front of her chest. She instinctively licked off everything that landed within reaching distance of her tongue, swirling it in circles around her mouth, eager to gobble down the filth covering her, the filth that personified her. She was so intoxicated on her disgrace that she didn't even care when great globs of the sticky, vile stuff landed in her hair. She knew it would be hard to get out, but what did it matter? She could walk down the street covered in cum at this point and her reputation wouldn't get any worse. She rubbed it in, running both hands through her hair, slicking it back, licking the cum off her fingers afterward or rubbing it over her clit as she went back to masturbating. Ten minutes in and her face was already completely masked in the chunky batter. Her eyelids were essentially glued shut, but when she tried to crack them open a bit she saw through the cobwebs of cum connecting her top and bottom eyelashes that they were now showing a slideshow of pictures from her Facebook on the TV for the entertainment of all present, contrasting the happy, normal girl there with the filthy cum slut on her knees, taking all comers. She closed her eyes again. She played it up for them. She wanted to be the despicable cum slut. She opened her mouth and let some of the guys shoot directly on her tongue. She kept her eyes open as long as she could bear, the bursts of cum that landed on her eyeballs stinging viciously. The whites of her eyes were actually pink after a while, uniformly bloodshot from the bite of the cum as she held the camera's gaze with an uber-slutty look of prolonged eye contact time and again. Still she held back the tears and blossomed for her assailants in the rain of semen, each batch of cum seeming to give her a new jolt of ecstasy. By the time they were done with her, her face was not recognizable at all. Every detail of her features was hidden beneath layer after layer of cum, so viscous and thick that you couldn't even see through it to her skin except in a few scattered places. Her hair completely smeared with cum, actually soaked. She couldn't open her eyes at all now, and whenever she breathed through her nose cum would suck straight up her nostrils, so she had to hold her mouth open slightly to breathe. The cum had actually accumulated to the point that it had a very noticeable weight to it. She made no effort to wipe any of it away. Let her skin absorb it. What else was her face for, if not that? She frigged her clit mercilessly, drunk on the overwhelming extent of her disgrace. The expulsions of 60 or more men's nuts soaking into the skin of her face, filling her pores. The cum on her body she rubbed in. She wanted it to just become a part of her. She wished she could somehow leave this mask on forever, just replace her identity with this wall of cum. It represented her so perfectly. Daniel came forward with something, and pressed it flat against her forehead. It was her drivers' license. It stuck to the cum, like a sales tag applied to her. The cameraman took in the explicit image: the cum-drenched fuck goddess on her knees, upended in semen, the defiled mass contrasting so sharply with the smiling, happy, clean-faced girl in the picture on the license. Like an obscene before and after picture, contained in one. They got in close enough that you could read every detail on her license. Hair: Blond. Eyes: Brown. Height: 5 ft 5 in. Address: 1164...She heard a dozen camera phones snapping. "Good luck getting a job after this, bitch. Spread this shit far and wide boys." Someone took the license and shoved it in their pocket. A memento of the time they participated in a girl's destruction, apparently. Not that it mattered now. She couldn't go back to being a normal person anyway. She rubbed her clit furiously, gyrating her loins in circles, feeling the cum coating every inch of her face, her identity, overdosing on this ultimate shame and submission. She wanted to just have everything taken from her. It's what she deserved. Now they were rummaging through her purse. Daniel or one of the others had brought it apparently. She heard them upend it on the bed. People grabbed the rest of the stuff, all apparently eager for a keepsake. Someone opened her wallet and pulled out one of her credit cards, and proceeded to scrape the cum from her face using it, sliding it off of her and into a large margarita glass that the crew also apparently had on hand for such an event. She knew what was coming next. They got the vast majority off, the bulk of the volume of it, although the slimy residue remained all over her. Still, the large glass was almost half full of the vile liquid, sloshing around in layers of various viscosity, some parts more liquid, and some more chunky, some with a slightly yellow tint to it, marbled swirls and globs upon globs. As the onlookers crowded around her in a circle where she still sat on her knees on the floor, she raised the glass and slowly tilted it back, her lips meeting the rim. The first wave of the disgusting stuff touched her lips, and before she could balk she opened her mouth and forced the first gulp down. She had to fight the urge to retch, tasting the now room temperature stuff on her tongue, and seeing how that first gulp had barely put a dent in what remained for her to drink. But then the sheer depravity and humiliation of what she was doing kicked in again, and the gag reflex was suppressed. She took another drink, the stuff slowly sliding onto her tongue, and then down her throat. What better way to demonstrate her worthlessness for all other things but fornication? She was unfit for society. She filled her mouth with another huge swig, holding it in there in a great pool, opening her mouth for the camera, gurgling the cum so that it frothed up and bubbled, foaming out of her mouth briefly. She swallowed it down and then closing her eyes she tilted back the rest of the glass, chugging the thick sludge as quickly as she could, her mind trying to wrap around the fact that this huge amount of liquid she was taking so long to work through was the ejaculate of dozens of men. She finished the glass, holding it above her head so that the last drops slowly fell onto her tongue, and then sat staring at the camera sulkily, panting as if she had just run a marathon. "We're going to take the liberty of emptying your bank account for you," Daniel suddenly told her, him thinking this would finally make her say the safe word. But before she had quite had time to quell her stomach from the liter of cum she had just drunk. She looked up. Sure enough, there were all her finances on the screen. They had logged into her online bank somehow, probably by finding the info on the card she kept in her purse. "There are plenty of other people who could use this money more than you. It will be like a fresh start for you. You can turn tricks to get back on your feet again. Maybe you'll be able to find someone willing to fuck you for $10. You'll like it." "yes that's probably true." she responded without and signs of distress. In her functionally delirious state of mind, Kattie didn't even care. He was right. She deserved nothing. She said nothing, and instinctively clenched her sphincter for the random opportunistic guy who was currently probing her cum-lubricated butthole with his finger. She was just an object for the free usage of men. What did she need money for? Just then a new auto deposit showed up from her last two weeks at her job. As a couple last stragglers who had arrived late came in and took their turns in her defiled pussy, Kattie watched distractedly as the few thousand dollars she had saved in her account vanished, transfer by transfer, into other accounts. As she felt this last guy spurting his hot seed into her worn out vagina, she thought to herself "So now I really have nothing," and this thought made her feel nothing. The remaining residue of cum coating her body was now beginning to dry, starting to form a film over her skin. Daniel was standing over her, looking down at this broken creature with a look that was somewhere between pride and disdain. He seemed to be waiting for something, pausing, but Kattie just kept looking up at him like a chastened dog, awaiting master's orders. "How else to defile a woman?" Daniel said aloud. He seemed almost genuinely exasperated. He touched a single finger to her hair, damp with musty cum. "Let's clean her up boys." The next thing Kattie knew, she was squatting on the balls of her feet in the bathtub, looking up at Daniel and the cameraman and a few others who had managed to squeeze in next to him. The rest of the crowd was standing outside the bathroom, trying to peep in through the doorway. "We'll clean you up good," Daniel said. "But first, you probably need to relieve yourself don't you? You've been busy all night, but you've had a good bit to drink. You must really have to go. Piss yourself." Now that he mentioned it, Kattie noticed that she really did have to use the bathroom. She had always been shy about peeing, even having to work to allow herself to relax enough to do it at work when other people could hear her piss splashing in the toilet through the stall walls. So even now, so far past the point of decency as to be absurd, she had to work for a moment and take a few deep breaths before her bladder would begin emptying itself.  |
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But who on earth is our heroine, Kattie Duval?
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Another most interesting chapter. Again you're out doing yourself with the story as it continues. I'm enjoying the read it very much!! Keep the story comming!!
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Can you end up with less than nothing? it seems Kattie is well on the way to finding out.Her loss is very much our gain…. Excellent chapter Kattie….💋
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Excellent -- already anticipating the next chapter.
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Sehr Kreativ und Intensiv geschrieben was man sich gut vorstellen kann..
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So ... i'm going to guess that you climaxed at least 5 times as you wrote this chapter .... BTW, I know where you can earn 5, just in case you need too
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how many chapters are there?
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5 in one place? wow! I dont think I mentioned one place, did I? Just the opportunity
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Can you end up with less than nothing? it seems Kattie is well on the way to finding out.Her loss is very much our gain…. Excellent chapter Kattie….💋
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