Trigger warning: this story features non-consensual sex, torture, bestiality, and death.
Melissa Davis had always lived her life as a carefree party girl.
She’d made her way through high school and then college without ever really using her brain. Homework to do? She’d flirt with or seduce someone to do it for her. Failed an exam? Failing a class? Sleep with the instructor and get a good grade.
She spent all her free time at clubs or parties, high as a kite and fucking any attractive guy who caught her eye. After she’d finished sleeping her way into a bachelor’s degree, she’d tried to enter the workforce. The few times she’d managed to get a job somewhere, she’d be quickly fired for incompetence or not showing up or sleeping with a manager.
She’d resorted to making an OnlyFans account, and frequently brought home men from whatever club she’d go to and had them fuck her on camera for her fans. Between that and videos of playing with herself, she had managed to net a fairly steady income.
It wasn’t that surprising. If there was one thing she was good at, it was looking fantastic. At twenty-four she was standing pretty at 5’4”, with a slender build and an absurdly perky c-cup. Her brown hair hung to her shoulders and matched her brown eyes.
If there was a second thing she was good at, it was getting fucked. She was mostly a pillow princess, but she could ride dick with the best of them. Occasionally in college, she’d gotten carried away and accidentally did an entire frathouse. They hadn’t really thought much of her personally, but she had the finest, and tightest, ass they’d ever had.
Her income had stabilized a while back, but she wanted a more lavish lifestyle. And she was prepared to sleep with whoever she needed to in order to get it. A friend of a friend of a guy she’d slept with had put her in touch with an agent and she’d started trying to make her way into pornos. New to the game, she’d only made a few hundred dollars each time and she was desperate to earn more. That’s when her agent had suggested an off-the-books shoot.
A group she’d never heard of, though that wasn’t saying much, wanted to film a nonstop porno for 72 hours. Their advertisement warned it’d involve rough sex, bondage, and even some faux-rape scenes. They’d offered to pay $10,000 to whoever was brave enough to go through with it. She’d jumped at the chance and had her agent set it up. When he’d tried to voice his concerns, she’d told him the money was too good to let the opportunity slip by.
She’d been living in New York City but the shoot was at an old farm north of Washington, DC. They picked her up outside her apartment early one morning in a white van. She wore sandals, a miniskirt which, barely, hid her thong, and a tank top. All she carried with her was a small clutch that had her apartment key and her stash of Molly. They’d told her not to bring anything else, no ID, no phone, and she’d been too stupid to think that was strange.
The van parked outside her apartment building and she climbed in, already higher than anyone who’d attended Woodstock. The van was neat and clean. It even had a couch with vinyl black cushions.
Aside from the driver, there was only one other guy inside. She sat down on the black couch and he pulled out a handheld video camera and began recording. He started interviewing her.
“So, tell us your name.”
She’d never thought to come up with a stage name. “I’m Melissa Davis.”
“Melissa, what brings you here today?”
“My agent said you’d pay me $10,000 to star in a three-day movie.”
“That’s right. And we’re gonna get rough with you. That’s still okay?”
“For ten thousand dollars? You can be as rough as you want with me.”
The man smiled. “That’s what we like to hear.”
He had her strip out of her outfit. She piled the clothes and shoes with her clutch.
“Go sit in the passenger seat and blow our driver.”
She did, naked as a jaybird, she moved up front and started giving the driver roadhead while the cameraman filmed. They’d already made it onto the highway and were heading south. She blew him for more than thirty minutes before he came in her mouth. She easily swallowed every drop.
“Fantastic. Now, here are some toys. Why don’t you come back here again and give us a show? We have a few more hours to kill until we get to our destination.”
He recorded her playing with herself for a while. After a bit, he recorded a POV of her blowing him while riding a dildo.
Their ride continued for a few hours, videoing her playing with toys in each of her holes. When the ecstacy started wearing off, she helped herself to another tablet.
“Oh! Whatcha got there?”
“My stash of Molly. I’m here for a long weekend, I thought I’d live it up.”
Their ride hit a bumpy patch and they soon pulled up to an old barn.
“We’re here, time to really get started.”
Melissa reached for her stuff but the cameraman stopped her. “No need for that. Step out and walk to the barn.”
He opened the van door and she walked barefoot and naked a hundred feet through tall grass until she got to the barn door. It was open.
She walked in and was greeted not with a sound stage and production assistants and everything she’d seen before. It was just a barn. Mostly empty of furniture and equipment except for professional lighting and a dirty mattress on the floor.
The cameraman guided her to the mattress and had her kneel down.
“Stay right there, I’ll send them in.”
She knelt there for a minute or so before men started walking in. A lot of men. Dozens. Her eyes widened as the first real thought in over a year went through her brain. Mels, maybe you bit off more than you can chew.
Too late for that now. They circled her and she started blowing whoever caught her attention. Someone lifted her up and a dick slid into her pussy. They lowered her ass onto another cock, it was larger than she’d been warmed up for and she screamed into the dick currently occupying her throat. With that, the gangbang had begun.
They savaged her. For the most part, she loved it. They fucked her a couple hours before she felt worn out. She tried to ask for a break but they ignored her. All her request got was another tablet of ecstasy and a break for her mouth as she swallowed it.
Plenty of the guys who weren’t fucking her had cum on her face, her tits, her back, her hair. The ones who had fucked her pulled out sometimes but usually pumped cum in her poor, abused cunt and ass.
After six or so hours, the men were all spent and she was allowed to collapse onto the cum-soaked mattress as they left. She lay there exhausted and covered in so much cum that she thought it might never wash away.
Unfortunately for her, it was only a brief respite.
To her horror, more men entered the barn. Possibly even more men than she’d taken the first time. She tried to struggle away but they held her down and chained her wrists and ankles. She tried to scream but a particularly gifted man shoved his massive member down her throat and held it there until she blacked out.
She woke up feeling like someone was ripping her in half. She realized it was just that same man and he’d thrust himself deep in her ass. They savaged her for another five or six hours. She definitely wasn’t having fun anymore.
By the time they’d finished, she was dropped unceremoniously onto the mattress, still in chains. If she’d been able to open her eyes through the cum, she’d have cried. Instead, she only sobbed herself to sleep.
She was woken up a couple hours later. She was too exhausted to move, even as they unchained her. They forced her to swallow more drugs and then strapped her onto a table.
She felt something absolutely massive get pushed into her battered vagina and something else just as large get pushed into her split asshole. Something long and thin was pushed into her mouth.
She heard a motor start to purr and the toys in her lower holes started to move in and out of her rhythmically. A second motor started and the toy in her mouth started pushing in and out of her throat. She only found solace in two places. First, that she’d long ago overcome her gag reflex. Second, that the toy in her throat was too thin to cut off her airway.
They left her like that for what she thought was a torturous eternity but was actually only four or five hours. If she could have screamed, she would have.
Eventually, they stopped the machines and released her from the table.
They secured a thick leather collar around her throat and led her outside with her ankles in chains and her wrists cuffed behind her back. They chained her collar to a post in the ground and left her lying there.
She slept the sleep of the utterly exhausted and was woken up when they started spraying her with a hose. The cold water woke her up and she yelped.
They sprayed her down for twenty or so minutes, washing away all the cum coating her body. Then they removed the nozzle from the hose and shoved the end up her pussy. They turned the water back on and cold water washed away any cum that was still lingering inside her cunt.
Then they shoved the hose up her ass and she felt the cold liquid flood her insides. They left it inside her for a while and she felt like everything south of her stomach had been completely filled.
To her horror, next they shoved the hose deep down her throat. She felt the tip push past the entrance to her stomach and water started filling her up. She couldn’t breathe and gagged on the hose. But they left it in her long enough that she passed out.
She woke up in the same place she’d been, but an absolute mess as her bowels and bladder had voided themselves while she’d been unconscious. They sprayed her down again with the hose and then carried her shivering body back inside. They’d set up some things in the barn while she’d been outside.
A pair of tall, thin poles protruded from the ground. They lowered her onto them, the poles only entered her pussy and ass by maybe four inches. They chained her ankles to U-rings attached to the ground. Her wrists were still cuffed behind her back. A ballgag was secured around her head and a blindfold soon joined it.
With a yelp, she felt powerful clamps attach to her nipples. She screamed into the ballgag as another one was attached to her clit.
“Enjoy a little break, whore. But don’t relax too much.”
They left her like that for several hours. If she relaxed her legs, the poles would push deeper into her body. She realized that if her legs relaxed too much, she’d be impaled to death.
Eventually, they released her from her current bondage. They chained her ankles together again but left her wrists free. They left the clamps on her nipples and clit. They forced a handful of tablets into her mouth and made her swallow them. She briefly worried she’d had too much but then they brought in a horse and her fear of overdosing was replaced with terror at the size of its dick.
“Don’t worry, whore. You won’t be fucking it.”
She relaxed a little.
“You’re just going to jack it off until it cums on you.”
Relieved, she knelt under the horse and started jerking off its massive cock. At their instruction, she licked the tip. Fortunately, they seemed to acknowledge it was too big to fit in her mouth.
The horse whinnied and tried to buck but they held it in place. After a little while, its monstrous cock started to twitch and cum erupted from it.
She couldn’t tell if the double gangbang or the horse doused her in more cum. It hit her face and streamed down her.
“Excellent. You might just make it through this.”
They guided her to a tall bench and bound her to it. She lay on it with her mouth and ass exposed. Lube was squirted onto and into her ass.
After a few minutes, they led another horse up to her. She thrashed, trying to get away.
“Don’t worry, whore. This one isn’t as big as the last one.”
She screamed as they forced the tip of the horse’s cock into her already abused anus. It was wider than anything she’d ever even imagined taking. The horse pushed its humongous member deeper inside her. It started fucking her brutally. To her relief, she didn’t feel anything tear as it filled her up. It seemed the horse wasn’t so long that it would rip apart her large intestine.
She screamed in a mix of pleasure and pain as it fucked her for more than ten minutes. Eventually, it unloaded a staggering amount of cum into her bowels.
They pulled the horse from her. Cum and blood poured from her ruined asshole.
“Oops, you may have to start wearing diapers…if you survive the week.”
The week?!? She was confused. She’d only signed up for three days. Her slow brain finally realized that they’d lied.
They led up a third horse. This one’s dick was lined up with her mouth.
“Gotta be honest with you, whore. Only one girl’s ever survived this next part. A tiny little blonde number maybe fifteen years ago. Actually, she’s the only one who's ever managed to walk away from us in one piece. Hell, she took everything we threw at her and begged for more.”
This horse’s cock was longer than either of the previous ones but was also a little thinner. When thrashing didn’t free her, she tried to turn her head away but they grabbed her by the hair. She tried to shut her mouth but they twisted the clamps on her nipples until she screamed.
The horse shoved its way into her throat in one motion. All she could do was hang on for dear life and gasp in air whenever it pulled out enough.
Eventually, it hilted itself in her and she felt cum pumping directly into her stomach. She blacked out with the massive tool still buried in her throat. The lack of air and the quadruple hit of ecstasy proved too much for her abused body to handle.
When the horse was done with her, they unchained her limp body. Unbeknownst to her, they’d long since burned her clothes and purse, confident she’d never need them again.
They’d been hard pressed to find another spot, but eventually found an area to dig a fresh grave. They threw her dead body, coated and leaking cum, into the pit before filling it in with dirt.
They made a fortune from yet another snuff film, and sent her agent his cut for recruiting her.