Chapter 17
Losing it, saving it.

Aditi had come near the scene of the deflowering along with the men. Of course, unlike them, she was on her knees. “Any ‘expert’ comments on the pussy Gyni?” SRK asked

Aditi peered closely, and then began: “What we see here is a typical cribriform hymen. Notice the numerous perforations on the sheath…”  The next moment she was gagged by Nana’s cock. “A cock this way, keeps the doctor away!” he quipped, “Just get on with it Fang!” 

Fang pulled Shefali’s legs wide apart so that they formed a ‘V’ in air. Then without much ado, he rammed his cock into her guarded entrance. 

“OoooooooooHHHHHH MYYYY GAAAWWWWWWDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!” Shefali screamed. She had never felt so much pain. She had wanted to preserve her pussy for her husband. She knew he’d be surprised, what with her ‘reputation’! She had imagined a sweet lover gently working her up into frenzy, and then ‘taking’ her. He dreams had been shattered. Fang’s cock felt like a skewer in her pussy. 

Fang was having a field day! Shefali was absolutely tight. A real ‘cock-breaker’ as he called them. He looked at his rapier in her hole and saw a little blood flowing out. He dipped his thumb in the blood applied a tilak on his forehead. 

“Since Thorny is so devout as to remember God at the time of her deflowering, I guessed I must be appropriately adorned for the pious event!” he said. The others broke into peals of laughter, but it was no laughing matter for Shefali. The cock was torturing her to no end. Then she discovered a new level of pain. Till then Fang had been still. Now he started pumping. Fresh screams erupted in the room.  Shefali’s hole refused to juice up, and the cock felt like sand-paper against the walls of her vagina. 

“Nooooooooooo! Please, it hurts!!!!! Take it out! Please!” she begged. 

“Take it out? It isn’t even half the way in!” Fang said. It was a fact. Fang was still only half the way in into Thorny’s pussy. 

“We must do something about this. Push forward and accommodate my cock!” he ordered Shefali. But Shefali seemed in no mood to listen. “Czech, get some rope.” he ordered. Yana quickly got him the rope that had bound her earlier. “Good, now tie this bitch’s legs behind my back. If she won’t comply, she must be forced!” saying so, he brought down her legs and moved them around so that they could be tied. Nana helped Yana tie Shefali’s legs at the ankles. This made her warm thighs press against Fang’s sides. The erotic touch made his cock give a fresh salute. It stiffened even further, making Shefali howl. She didn’t realize how much more pain was in store for her. Fang then ordered her arms to be freed. Shefali immediately tried to make a grab for him, trying to scratch him. “No use doll, you’re simply looking like a cockroach that has recently been swatted and lying on its back!” Fang said seeing her beat around in empty air. He then grabbed her arms and pulled her up and against him. The action was sudden and it took a few seconds for Shefali to realize what was happening, but when she did she screamed out loud! Her entire weight was now supported by Fang’s cock. She was impaled on it, and it was slowly but surely tearing its way in. Her weight and gravity only helped it in its diabolical task. “Aaaaaaeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii!” she screamed. Then she realized that her hands had been bound behind Fang’s neck. She couldn’t even touch him with her hands now. Fang now pulled her closer making her bouncy teen tits mash against his body. He held her in that bear’s embrace tight. Her twin globes felt heavenly against his chest. He gripped her tighter and tighter till he knocked all the air out of her. Shefali tried to gasp for air but Fang locked his lips against hers. With one hand he held her fast against his body, with the other he forced her head forward so that her lips pressed even more tightly. But Shefali was struggling! She needed air! Her body jerked as she tried to free herself, but of no avail. She was now seeing stars. Just as she was about to blackout Fang released her. She gasped and gasped for air. Then she screamed again! Fang had reached his hands down to her buttocks. Her held either sides of her ass and then pulled them apart! Shefali’s slit was torn wider. She yelled, she hollered, she shrieked. Fang was finally totally in! “Now we’ll wait for you to get adjusted to the size, before I actually begin to screw you! But I can’t stand you screaming into my ear… God, I’d go quite deaf! Czech, gag her!” Yana quickly replaced Shefali’s undies gag. “Gandhi was right! Silence is truly golden! Now let’s help Hrithik, he seems to be a little confused with our ‘gift’. Till we solve his problem, you just sit tight! Okay? Not much else you can do right?” Fang said wickedly. Tears were streaming down Shefali’s cheeks but in his current mood, they only served to make Fang feel randier! 

Hrithik was fumbling with the device Bips had handed him. He didn’t seem to know what to do with it. It was a wide belt of leather which a metal strip attached to it. There were two chains running from the bottom of the strip and these were attached to the belt as well. The belt itself had a metal strip encircling it. In the front, where the metal strip attached to the belt, was a large keyhole. Evidently, the metal strip could be locked in place on the belt. 

“Hmmm. You’re wondering what this is, aren’t you? You better be educated right now, because you’re going to find one installed on Suzanne as well. It’s what’s called a ‘Chastity Belt’. In the olden days it was used to make sure your wife didn’t screw around behind your back. And since OUR urges haven’t really progressed beyond the prehistoric man’s, we use it for the same purpose. Except of course, these aren’t our wives, but slaves, and since slaves have even lower character than most women, they’re likely to cheat on us, or try to make a buck on the side. This device makes sure they don’t. Since you have purchased Fattie, this is a complimentary gift from us. Once Fattie wears it, and it is locked in place, the only activity that Esha can perform thru her lower abdomen is to defecate. She can piss thru the slit on the metal plate, and shit normally. But try as she may, she won’t be able to have sex. Forget having sex, she won’t even be able to masturbate. There are specially modified belts made by our R&D dept. which allow butt and pussy plugs to be installed. That way the slave won’t be able to even shit or piss without your approval. We use that one for our in-house sluts. Occasionally we make a disobedient out-house slave wear it too. We used it on Riya, remember Fang?” Nana asked. 

“Oh yeah! Two days of the ‘Plugged’ belt and she was crawling at our feet. We promised we’d take it off if she ate a whole kilo of Fish and Rice. Being the greedy Bengali she is, she could resist the temptation! She didn’t know we’d laced it with a strong laxative. She ate it up and her stomach started churning. The original plan was to drive her out for one more day, but poor girl was in such agony! The rumbling in her stomach was so loud we could hear it outside! Nana took pity on her and released her. She created the biggest darn waste dump you ever saw. It was Scrunt’s  toughest cleanup job, wasn’t it?”. Bipasha just made a disgusted face, but nodded. Shefali was moving a little bit. 

“What’s the matter Thorny? Aren’t you comfortable? Wait, let me adjust your seat.” Saying so Fang grabbed Shefali at the hips and moved her around, extracting a few more muffled howls.

“There, that should be more comfortable. Oh!  I get it! Your other hole is feeling neglected… shall I arrange a butt-plug for it? Say about five inches wide and ten inches long?” Shefali’s eyes grew wide in horror. She frantically shook her head to indicate NO! “Good, then keep quiet and let’s watch Hrithik.” Fang said

Hrithik seemed rather pleased with his new found knowledge about the device. “Step into it Fattie!” he ordered Esha. Esha seemed reluctant. A sharp slap on her buttocks made her obey. She meekly wore the belt. Nana handed Hrithik a key. Hrithik turned the key in the lock. He put his hand on Esha’s crotch, moved around the belt to make sure it didn’t come off. “Fits well, BabyFat? That’s your new name, BabyFat. Like it?” Esha nodded, knowing there was no use saying no.  

“Fattie, oops, BabyFat is now completely yours! Keep this key safely! There is only one, and it cannot be duplicated. I suggest hanging it on a chain in your neck. Lose the key and BabyFat won’t be able to have sex ever in her life! Any questions?”

“You’re gonna put one like that on Suzanne? How am I going to have sex with her then?”

“You won’t! You swapped her for Fattie remember? She’s our property now. There are ways though…”

“Ways?” 

“You’ll learn about them soon. In fact don’t I hear the sound of a bus pulling into the drive way? You’ll learn very soon!”

End of Chapter 17

WARNING: This is a story and so all the situations are fictional. The author does not condone non-consensual sex. Trying the stuff written in this story can land you in very very major trouble. The author is not responsible for your behaviour AFTER reading this story. (He wasn't even responsible BEFORE you read this story, so there!)