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57 Kim and Saturday’s Carnival part 4 Story in comments  |
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Kim got more treatment for her abrasions and for her anus. Mary knew the man with the thick dick would find Kim. She was sure of it, so she added an ice bag to Kim’s treatment to try and bring down the swelling and inflammation. It brought a shocked gasp from Kim when Mary applied the pack, but Kim didn’t argue, knowing why her groom was doing it, because Kim was sure the abnormally thick cock would be inside her too soon for her own liking, never mind her Master’s. Much too soon, it was time for the third sexcapade of the day. If things ran to form, it would be all male again. Kim was shocked at how few Mistresses had come to this year’s Carnival. It had been a pretty much fifty, fifty split the year before. This year wasn’t even close. There were only half the sexcapades scheduled for Mistresses this year. Entering the event tent, Kim saw quickly what she would be restrained to. It was quite strait forward and would leave all 3 holes of the female slaves available to the collection of Masters in the tent. Two parallel 4x4 pieces of lumber, each supported by two 4x4 legs, spread about 2 feet apart. Kim quickly climbed up on the wooden supports and positioned herself with her knees spread wide and her elbows and wrists flat on the lumber. Her head was tilted downward and her ass was up at a man’s waist height. Well, maybe not the waist height of the very short man with the very thick cock. Kim giggled to herself, imagining the short man trying to reach her anus. Leather straps secured Kim to the 4x4 at the ankles, knees, elbows and wrists, with an extra leather strap lopped around her waist, as a hand hold for the Masters that would fuck her from behind. Kim relaxed in the restraints and waited, tuning out the wagering that raged. She was sure there had to be some type of wager on the short, thick cocked man fucking her ass. She didn’t know what the wagers would be, but she knew that anyone that bet against her was going to lose. She was not going to let the man get the better of her, even if he was a Master. When the bell rang to start, Kim immediately had a cock to swallow and another driving into her sex. She swallowed with ease and started thrusting her body back and forth meting each cock as it thrust into her. Enthusiastically fucking the two Masters back as they fucked her. She knew if either of them wanted her to stay stationary, they would force her to, but the moans Kim heard told her they were more than pleased with her actions. Soon she was gulping down semen, then accepting another cock sliding past her esophagus. She continued thrusting back and forth, even as the new Master in her throat, grabbed her hair, pulled it into a pony tail and wrapped it around his fist. The slight pain in her scalp made her tingle. The show of force, of the dominance, excited Kim, spurring her on. She felt sperm coat her pussy, felt the withering cock fall away and another plunge in twice to the hilt, only to bludgeon through her anus on the third thrust. Kim winced and groan at the anal entry, but never slackened her pace. The dick in her ass wasn’t all that big, she was just overly sore. A few minutes later, she was swallowing more cum and parting her lips for another hardened cock to invade her oral cavity. Kim’s rectum was dry, even though the cock had been cum coated when it entered her. She squeezed her muscles, even though it pained her, trying to milk the cock and lube her back passage. Once again, Kim swallowed another load of sperm and hungrily swallowed another cock. All the while doing everything she could to entice an orgasm out of the Master behind her drilling into her ass. When he finally spewed into her rectum, Kim was busy swallowing another load spurting into her throat. Two more cocks filled her throat and pussy, but still no Karl, the owner of the obese cock. The night was passing quickly for Kim, though she had no idea how long she had be swallowing semen and getting fucked. She’s lost herself in being used and doing all she could to please the men using her, not for them per se, but to please her own Master. She knew what these men thought of how she handled being used and how she strived to increase their please reflected on her Master as much as wining the contests did, maybe even more. Kim had no intention of letting her Master down by not giving her all whether Master was watching it not, whether anyone would relate to Master how she did or not. Even if her Master never knew how she performed, Kim would know herself, and THAT was just as important to her as what her Master saw or heard about her. Kim took another load in her overflowing pussy. She could feel cum oozing out and down to her just as oozing puckered hole. And as she squeezed her throat on a long cock in her esophagus, she felt hands grab her hips and a body seem to be climbing behind her, and she instantly knew Karl was behind her. She couldn’t see the wooden box he was standing on to reach her ass, but she recognized the grip of the hands and knew only one man couldn’t just step up behind her and penetrate her. A moment later, Kim squeezed her eyes shut as they began to flood with tears as the thick engorged cock head forced her rear hole agape in searing pain. All Kim could do was gasp on the cock embedded in her throat, clinch her fists and curl her toes. There was nowhere to go as Karl gripped the strap around her waist and pulled as he thrust into her ass. Kim’s anus was pulled outward and pushed inward with each hip movement of Karl, stretching the skin around the anus as much as the cock’s diameter stretched it wide. Kim was so engrossed in the pain that she almost choked when the dong in her throat spurted its load. When the man stepped away, Karl leaned over Kim’s back. “It took me over two hours to find this fucking box, and you are going to pay for the effort I went through.” Karl snarled, finishing just before another cock slid down Kim’s open, groaning throat. She swallowed without opening her eyes, tears soaking her cheeks as Karl pushed and pulled his way in and out of her sphincter brutally. Kim’s body was rigid with agony, every muscle tensed against the onslaught of torturous pain. Kim’s brain shouted for her to plead for mercy, call out for her Master to intervene, or for Mary to step in because of injury. But in her heart Kim knew she wouldn’t give in to that temptation. She had promised her Master she could handle it, and she would need to be dragged away before she quit and cried for mercy. Kim swallowed three more loads of cum while Karl assailed her bung hole. He seemed to have an endless stamina. Just as another man was stepping up to Kim in a hurry, the bell rang to end the event. The man was about to walk away dejected, when Kim stretched her neck to take him in her mouth. Quickly the man began face fucking Kim, with a strong grip in her hair. It was exactly what Kim wanted, needed. The pain in her scalp, deflected the pain in her anus partially. Gave her something else to focus on. She knew she had to endure another two minutes and she hoped the Master in her mouth would last that long. She was being pummeled front and rear. Her fingers and toes ached from being clinched. Her fingernails had curt into her palms. Her jaw ached, her muscles ached. And she tried to concentrate on all these pains as she waited for the ordeal to end. The cock fucking her face spewed heavily as the final bell rang, but Karl raged on until he, again, was pulled roughly from Kim’s ass. This time Timothy wasn’t as gentle and he was more furious than he had been before. Timothy tossed Karl to the ground effortlessly, beside Kim. “You son of a bitch.” Snarled Timothy, holding a baggie with a spray bottle inside. “You’ve been using a numbing agent!” Continued Timothy, loud enough for all to hear. The tent has grown silent, viewing the confrontation. “So sue me, I won’t use it tomorrow, OK?” Karl snarled back, attempting to stand. Timothy used his foot, to force Karl back to the ground. Mary was unbuckling Kim’s arms and legs from the 4x4s. Keeping an eye on Timothy and Karl, in case she needed to get Kim out of the way of a brawl. “There won’t BE a tomorrow for you, you fucking lowlife.” Spit Timothy venomously. Kim whirled her head to her Master. He had promised Karl would stay unless he could prove he shouldn’t be there. Kim didn’t want her Master to look bad protecting her. She could hear murmurs run through the other men in the tent. “Oh you going to kick me out to protect your precious slave?’ mocked Karl derisively, spreading his arms innocently, trying to focus shame on Timothy. “I’m kicking you ass out because there’s one to many invitees in attendance.” Snapped Timothy. “Your invitation is a forgery. This year’s invitations had special threads embedded in the paper. Yours seems to be missing those threads.” Explained Timothy a bit louder. The murmurs grew, but all eyes were focused on the little man with the thick cock. “That’s preposterous!” Snorted Karl defensively. “My invitation was given to me by a friend that couldn’t make it. It’s as genuine as any other.” Karl added, but his voice was faltering. Kim was standing on the far side of the 4x4s, watching intently. Mary hadn’t thought to get her out of the tent. NO ONE was leaving the tent. They were all engrossed in the confrontation. “Oh is that what Inga told you when she gave you the bogus invitation? Who is the slave you brought? WHERE is the slave you brought? I’ve matched every slave to an owner, and you aren’t one of them.” Seethed Timothy. Karl was stammering now. “I don’t know anything about someone named INGA.” Karl stuttered, emphasizing the name Inga. “If you’ll let me up, I’ll go fetch my slave.” “No, you’ll run, like the coward you are. I had my friends in the State Police Department, check the invitation for finger prints. Inga’s are on the invitation, yours are on the invitation and the attendant that took the invitation from you on arrival are on it.” Timothy said as if presenting evidence in court. Karl struggle to his feet finally, Timothy allowing it. “Fine, you know. What are you going to do about it? Like I said, sue me! I’m broke. Inga won’t pay me now that you know anyway. So, I’ll be on my way.” Karl said, haughtily. More confident now that he was on his feet, as he zipped up his pants. A snap of Timothy’s fingers gave him pause. “What are you going to do, kill me in front of all these witnesses? Make me disappear?” Karl asked sarcastically. He was shocked when two burly State Troopers grabbed each of his arms. “No, but you will be charged with specific crimes against Kim. Since you had no invitation your actions were without consent.” Deadpanned Timothy as he stepped in front of and looked down on the paling Karl. “I’ll tell you everything about Inga’s plan, I’ll testify against her.” Sputtered Karl. “You just did to the only people that will matter.” Timothy said evenly. Every Master in the tent now knew Inga’s cowardly plan to harm Kim and through her timothy. Word would spread. Together with last year’s fiasco, Inga was finished as a respected Mistress in the community. With a slight lifting of his head, Timothy signaled for the Troopers to take Karl away. Karl pleaded all the way out of the tent. Sniveling his innocence. Timothy walked to Mary, took Kim’s leash from her and snapped it on Kim’s collar. After putting his arm around her and kissing her forehead, he gently led her to the mansion to be tended to by Mary and a doctor if needed. “What will happen to him Master?” Kim asked quietly as they approached the back doors of the mansion. “He’ll get everything he deserves, whether he pleads guilty or is found guilty. And he’ll never be a free man again.” Timothy said evenly, walking beside his cherished slave. He was angry at himself for taking so long to uncover the truth and putting Kim through so much pain because of it. He just hoped the damage done wasn’t severe. He could plainly see the pain Kim was still in while she walked beside him. “Will I have to testify in court, Master?” Kim asked, more out of curiosity. It wouldn’t faze her in the least to testify to what was done to her. “Oh, no my dear. There is plenty of evidence without testimony for my judge to convict.” Timothy was smiling as he answered. HIS judge had been instructed already. No lawyer in the world could defend Karl and win, let alone the first year lawyer fresh out of law school that had already been selected, and paid handsomely by Timothy. No, Karl was never going to be heard from again. Kim didn’t know these facts. Be she knew Karl’s fate was sealed. His fate was going to be much worse than Pam had endured when she had crossed Timothy. And Kim didn’t feel an ounce of regret or concern about Karl’s fate
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WHEW Good writing spicy and intense bizarre gangbang sex slave story🏆 ...Also makes me happy that brutal little man with the huge cock is in jail cos I'd sure be scared to ever cross paths with Karl... 😳
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8/14/2022 12:49 am |
Is there enough for a Part 5. Thinking and hoping so as a well written and gripping story with real life characters to engage with.
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Get that damn Karl outta there......yeah!
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Sorry rider, deleted your comment when I was trying to delete mine.
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Love some more Kim and Master Timothy!!
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