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For a good time call LillyFor a Good Time Call LillyLillian had been driving nonstop since she left home early that morning. She was in a hurry to get to Manuxet State University to start her first semester. This was her first long road trip, and would also be her first time away from home, but she was glad to be getting far away from here boring hometown and starting her new college career.She was blonde with a lean well-proportioned body and reasonably sized C cup breasts. She was dressed in shorts and a tank top, as conservative an outfit as one could comfortably wear on a summer day in the middle of the desert.She’d been on the road for a good five hours when she suddenly felt a desperate urge to pee. The road she’d been on for the last three hours was practically abandoned. Only a few cars had passed her in the last hour and she couldn’t remember seeing any gas stations. Her legs shook as she kept looking over the horizon for a gas station or a rest area. Thirty more miles passed and she felt like she was going to explode. She contemplated stopping along the side of the road, but she was driving through the desert and there were barely any trees or bushes to hide behind, and she just knew the second she stopped and got out of her car there would probably be a busload of photo snapping tourists taking pictured of her peeing. She shuddered at the thought, but perhaps it was preferable to wetting herself.She was about to say, “Fuck it.” and stop when she saw a sign reading, “Abe’s Gas, 2 miles.”“Oh, thank God,” Lilly said aloud. By that point, she wouldn’t have been the least bit surprised if she found out is was, in fact, divine intervention that caused that gas station to materialize.Even doing 80 miles an hour she could swear it was the longest two miles she’d ever drove. When it finally saw the sign for Abe’s Gas she cried out, “Yes, yes, yes!”It was a shabby looking place, a couple of pumps in front of a small convenience store. But what really grabbed her attention was the bathroom. It was one of those unisex bathrooms that you can only get to from the outside, but it didn’t matter to Lillian, It was a bathroom. She pulled up right in front of the bathroom door and without even shutting her car engine off she leaped out of the car and dashed toward the bathroom. She grabbed the doorknob and turned it. Locked.She barely gave herself time to panic. She ran around the corner and burst through the convenience store doors. There was an old man behind the desk. “Keys! Keys! Keys!” she said hysterically. “Bathroom! Bathroom! Bathroom!”The old man slowly slid off his chair. “Okay lil’ lady just a sec.” He got down under the counter. “Now where did I put that darn thing?”Lillian was hopping from foot to foot. She might have wet herself right then and there. “Come on, come on, come on, hurry up,” she said. She didn’t want to be rude but he didn’t appear anywhere near as concerned about her predicament as she was.“Ah, here it is.” He pulled out a disproportionately large chunk of 2X4 with a small key chained to it. Lillian reached for it but the old man pulled it away. “Now, now, I’ve had trouble in the past with people running off with my bathroom key, so I’m gonna hafta ask you for some collateral.”“Collateral?” Lillian nearly shrieked.“Just a driver’s license or something like that.”Lillian’s heart sank. She’d left her purse in the car. Without even arguing she dashed out the door and right to her car. She grabbed her purse and rather than wasting precious seconds rummaging through it for her license she simply ran into the store, tossed it onto the counter, grabbed the key and ran back around to the bathroom. She struggled to get it in the keyhole and turn it, but she was able to collect herself enough to unlock the door and open it with enough left over to lock it behind her. She tossed the key on the floor with a loud clatter.It was a dank and smelly bathroom, with just a toilet and a sink. A fluorescent light flickered overhead. What she hoped was just water ran through the grout between the black and white floor tiles. The toilet hadn’t been flushed and several previous urinations had colored the water deep amber and smelt sickeningly acrid, but by that point, Lillian would have settled for a bucket in a broom closet. She yanked down her shorts and panties and sat down.She gasped loudly as she finally released her bladder. It was easily one of the best feelings she’d ever felt in her life, possibly better than an orgasm. She was still pissing when she took a look around. The walls were covered with some of the most vulgar graffiti she’d ever seen. The walls read, FOR A GOOD TIME CALL LILLY, then a number, and LILLIAN IS A COCK SUCKING CUNT, and I FUCKED LILIAN IN THE ASS LAST NIGHT surrounded by where others had written SO DID I and ME TOO.It didn’t actually dawn on Lillian immediately. She thought it was a strange coincidence, but not a particularly jarring one. There were a lot of Lillians out there. These immature scribbles were referring to a different one, or perhaps several. She would probably have stayed in that frame of mind if she hadn’t noticed a drawing on one of the walls of a woman kneeling down and sucking on a disembodied cock with her hands raised, stroking two other disembodied cocks. It was a crude caricature but Lillian could see a slight resemblance to herself, despite the activities the drawing was engaged in.The idea was of course ridiculous. She was only then beginning to come down from her quasi-orgasmic high, and assumed it was just her mind playing tricks on her. After all, she actually thought the picture was pretty hot. But even after she’d finished she could still see the resemblance. In fact, the picture seemed to have changed right before her eyes. Where once it had been a crude caricature, it now seemed almost photorealistic.“Don’t be an idiot,” she said aloud. “It has to be a different Lillian, just look at her num . . . ” Lillian looked back at where it had said “FOR A GOOD TIME CALL LILLIAN”. She hadn’t realized it before but the number written was her exact cell phone number. Even the area code was right.Lillian trembled. She tried to look away but the writing was everywhere, and it was somehow all directed at her. Each scribble seemed more vulgar and detailed than the last. LILLY FUCKS WITHOUT A RUBBER, LILLY LICKED MY CUM OFF THE FLOOR, MINE TOO, LILLY FUCKED 12 GUYS IN A ROW BEHIND A DUMPSTER. As she read these she started picturing herself in these disgusting situations. Fucking a guy without protection and letting him cum in her pussy, maybe even knocking her up in the process. Licking a guy’s cum off the floor, especially one as filthy as the one in the bathroom, twice even. Getting fucked by twelve guys behind a dumpster. She tried to think of the logistics of something like that. Maybe if she straddled one guy and had him fuck her pussy while another came up behind her and fucked her in the ass. She could probably suck a third guy’s penis, and maybe, if her hands were free, she could stroke two more cocks to keep them hard while they waited their turn. She could probably finish them all off in four shifts, maybe earlier if she got a couple of the guys she was jerking off to cum before she had an open hole.“Wait, what am I thinking?” she thought. Lillian suddenly realized that she had been masturbating while she thought this. “What am I doing?” She tried to stop but it just felt so good. She looked at the drawing of her and the three cocks. She tried to imagine what the cocks tasted like and what it would be like to have their hot cum in her mouth, on her face, all over her body. She continued to rub herself as she read more.LILLY IS A FILTHY FUCK PIG, LILLY FUCKS ANYTHING WITH A DICK, LILLY IS A CUM GUZZLING PIECE OF FUCK MEAT. She tried to imagine herself like that. She saw herself fucking rooms full of people, taking them in ever hole, and having them all cum in her mouth. She imagined the cum sliding down her throat, she could almost taste it.She could hardly believe the things she was thinking. She’d only had one boyfriend back in high school, and they’d only had sex a couple of times, and she buca escort never even thought about giving him a blowjob. She tried to part her legs further but her shorts and panties where still round her knees. With her one free hand she slid them off all the way. She was so happy to be free of them she kicked them off across the room. She splayed her legs wide apart and dug her fingers deep into her cunt.LILLY IS A WORTHLESS CUM DUMPSTER. LILLY IS A STUPID ASSLICKING FUCK HOLE. LILLY IS A PISS GUZZLING PIECE OF TRASH.Lillian thought of herself as being worthless and stupid. She’d thought of herself as being so fortunate to be going to a major university on a full scholarship. She was becoming even more aroused at the thought of herself being devalued to a mere receptacle for semen. She was even more turned on at the thought of licking someone’s asshole, especially if it was someone hairy and fat, the idea of a smart intelligent girl like her being reduced to that almost made her cum right there and then. But the one that said PISS GUZZLING PIECE OF TRASH almost made her sick. She would never let someone pee on her, let alone drink it. The very thought of someone stuffing his cock down her throat just to relieve his bladder into her stomach, maybe even pulling out early just to piss on her face and tits covering her body with hot salty urine, made her want to . . . want to. Jesus it was getting hot in that bathroom. She pulled up her top with her free hand and threw it across the room. Even in just her bra she was still feeling hot she fumbled with the clasp and let her breasts fall free. She pinched one of her nipples while she fingered her pussy.As she pushed herself closer and closer to the edge, the writing became more specific. LILLY’S DOESN’T WANT TO BE ANYTHING BUT A BRAINDEAD FUCKSLUT. LILLY IS A CHRONIC MASTURBATING TWAT WHO CAN’T CUM UNLESS SHE’S AIRTIGHT. Lillian thought about being a fuckslut. She wished she could just abandon her life as a college student and do nothing but servicing cocks all day, eating cum for breakfast lunch and dinner. The second part of what she read however was both arousing and disturbing to her. She imagined herself masturbating in public places, on the bus, in class, on the quad at school. She imagined people looking at her but not being able to stop masturbating. She thought about the word airtight and wondered what it meant. Then she saw the drawing underneath the word. It was of herself getting fucked by three guys. She was on top of one, riding his cock, while another guy was behind her fucking her ass, all while she was blowing a third guy. She got the idea, and it frightened her. She could hardly imagine what it would be like to never be able to cum without the assistance of a cock. She wouldn’t have the power to please herself and would be forever a slave to men, subjecting herself to degradation and humiliation just for the mere possibility of cumming. Not only that but she would actually have to find three guys to fuck at once. What kind of slutty whore would she have to be to do that? She imagined herself horny and desperate just grabbing guys off the streets and begging them to fuck her in al her holes at once just to orgasm. This thought pushed her over the . . . Actually it didn’t. She’d been jilling herself as hard as she could, and could not remember being more turned on in her entire life, but she wasn’t cumming.A mild panic came over Lillian. Were the writings on the wall coming true? She felt an overwhelming desire to get the hell out of that bathroom, yet she didn’t want to stop. Every time she thought she had the will to leave she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, so she stayed and rubbed herself more. This went on for well over an hour and by then she’d almost forgotten that a world outside the bathroom existed.That was until she heard loud engine noises outside. They were motorcycles. She’d hoped that they’d just go away, but soon enough there was a knock on the door. Lillian jumped, but it also brought some clarity. She had to stop masturbating collect her things and get out. She’d wanted to finish herself off but she guessed she’d have to do it later. It wouldn’t be that hard. It wasn’t like she was A HORNY SKANK WHO COULDN’T STOP JILLING IF HER LIFE DEPENDED ON IT. Well maybe if she tried really hard she could finish up quickly and then leave. The knocks continued. She kept masturbating for another minute or so, but it just wasn’t happening. Maybe she could get dressed at least while she rubbed herself. She stood up to gather her things while she masturbated but as she did she felt herself pushed a few millimeters closer to the edge. She fell back down on the toilet seat and redoubled her efforts. The knocks had stopped by then, she assumed whoever it was had gone away.Unfortunately, the knocking returned, even louder and stronger than before. “All right bitch, I know you’re in there!” yelled a gruff voice. “Abe told me some young cunt came in here to take a piss. And I know your car and bag are still here. So open up before I kick this fuckin’ door down.”Lillian shook with fear but didn’t stop masturbating. She didn’t know what would happen if he kicked open the door and saw her there, naked and masturbating. What would he do to her? She imagined a number of things but they only made her hornier.The knocking was now pounding. “Listen, cunt, I’m giving you to the count of three. One . . .”That was it she had to get out of there right now. Oh, god she was so close!“Two . . .”He was going to kill her when he got in, and probably **** her. She could imagine his big fat cock violating her dripping holes on the bathroom floor. He’d probably fuck her ass first; maybe he’d make her suck him off afterward. She wondered what it would taste like to suck a guy’s cock after it had been in her ass. LILLY DOES A2M NE TYME.“Three” He didn’t even follow it up by saying “All right, I’m coming in.” He just went right to ramming and kicking the door.Maybe if she got dressed right now, he might forgive her when he came in. Maybe she’d get off with a light skull fucking. God, where was she getting these words?There was a picture of her on the wall with a guy grabbing her by the head and thrusting his cock down her throat, a word bubble above her head said SKULL FUCK ME.The molding around the door was starting to crack. She thought she must be the closest she’d ever been to orgasm without actually going over the falls. It was almost like one of those cartoons where the character walks off a cliff but didn’t fall until they looked down. Lillian felt she should have gone over the edge long ago, but as hard as she tried she wasn’t going over, and every time she thought to leave she only felt closer to the edge.The bashing on the door stopped. He must have given up. Lillian breathed a temporary sigh of relief. She would have left, but instead used the extra time to finish masturbation, or at least try to. What she didn’t know was that he hadn’t given up. He’d just backed up several yards in order to give him room to deliver a running drop kick to the door.The door burst open and there Lillian was, naked with one hand practically wrist deep into her pussy, and the other furiously mauling her right tit. She tried to apologize she tried to say anything but all that came out was a shallow moan.The man was a short ugly biker type in a leather jacket, a bandana, and a scruffy beard. His jacket was emblazoned with an insignia that read “Cossacks MC” and was accompanied by patches that said “1%” and “CFFC”. “What the fuck is this?” he said.“A cock-sucking cunt.” The words just seemed to spill out of Lillian’s mouth.“Excuse me?” the biker said.“I’m a filthy fuck pig. Uh I mean, I’m a cum guzzling piece of fuckmeat. Wait no . . . ” She kept trying to correct herself, but she kept spewing out things she read on the walls. And she was still masturbating as furiously as ever. “I’m a worthless cumdumpster.”“Shut up, whore. I don’t give a fuck if you’re the queen of cumstain alley, there’s only one thing I care about right now.” He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Even buca escort bayan flaccid it was huge.Her body tingled and she felt a desperate need to have it inside her, and she didn’t care where. Her mouth opened immediately and she drooled uncontrollably. Without even thinking she grabbed it, put it in her mouth, and started sucking.“Well, bitch I wasn’t going to go that far, but suit yourself.”Lillian had never given a blowjob in her life, so she’d assumed she’d do a bad job her first time. She had no idea she’d be this good. He was cumming already and he wasn’t even hard yet. And, boy, was he coming a lot he filled her mouth, forcing her to swallow several times. It also wasn’t at all what she’d thought cum would taste like. She’d imagined it would taste smooth and milky with a thick texture, this was thin and salty tasting and it tingled on her tongue. It wasn’t until the fourth mouthful when she couldn’t keep up and it started leaking out of her mouth that she realized what it was. It rolled down her chin and onto her tits; wet, clear, and slippery. He was peeing in her mouth. She was being used as a toilet by this dirty biker. And yet she couldn’t stop herself, it was almost as if the knowledge that it was piss caused her to redouble her efforts. She swallowed another mouthful. The piss was running down her chest and between her legs. She rubbed his piss into her clit. She couldn’t believe she was still getting off on this. She felt like the lowest kind of slut imaginable.He must have really had to go, because he must have been peeing for two minutes at least. When she felt his stream slow to a trickle he pulled out of her mouth and finished up on her face. She kept her mouth open and even licked the tip to get out the last few precious drops. She felt so low at that moment, she hated everything that was happening to her, and yet her body was in ecstasy. She so desperately needed to cum.He got the last few drops out by tapping his cock against Lillian’s face. By then it was fully hard and erect. He was much bigger than her boyfriend, even bigger than the dildo she bought for herself. “Well, since you gave me a boner I might as well put it to good use,” he said.Lillian rubbed herself harder and breathed heavily. “Please,” she said, wanting to beg him to let her go so she could get back in her car, go to school, and forget about everything that had happened to her that day. “Fuck me,” was what came out. She spread her legs wide and leaned back against the toilet tank. “Fuck me like the filthy whore I am.” She saw in her mind the word she wanted to say, and it even came out the way she would have said them, only the actual words she said were something else entirely. “Use me like your private fuck hole.” He grabbed her by the roots of her hair and pulled her up off the toilet seat until she stood. She wanted to scream but all that came out was, “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”He pulled her toward the sink and bent her over it. Even then she was still fingering herself. He grabbed her wrist and puller her hand away from her pussy. “Better grab hold of something, cunt. You’re in for a rough ride.” She grabbed the sink. She felt him part her ass cheeks from behind.She tried to plead with him. “Please, fuck my whore ass! I’m a dumb fuck slut!”“All right, bitch, calm down,” he said, pressing his cock head against her asshole.She decided that maybe if she just kept her mouth shut she wouldn’t make things worse, but once he rammed his cock full length into her rectum she gasped and screamed. “Oh god, fuck me harder in my worthless whore ass! Use me like I’m a walking fuck hole.” She couldn’t stop herself. He was pounding her ass full speed and she was emitting a constant stream of vulgarity. She looked up at the mirror and saw herself looking her straight in the eyes saying, “I love being assfucked and treated like shit. Make me your whore, do whatever you want to me. I’m nothing but a hole. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” She couldn’t believe she was saying this at first, but as he continued to ream her ass she started thinking she might have had a point. She wanted this to happen. That’s why she was masturbating in the bathroom, that’s why she took off all her cloths, that’s why she didn’t stop when the biker started knocking. She wanted him to break in and use her like a whore. Because that’s what she really was, a stupid worthless whore. No, whores are still people. She wasn’t a person anymore. Not even a thing. At best she was a place. A place for men to put their cocks and deposit their cum and other fluids if they wanted to. She was a hole. He started groaning, and ramming her faster than before. “Fill my asshole with your cum. I’m your worthless fuck toy.” He grabbed her ass and pushed in as far as he could go. She could feel him cumming in her ass. She bucked hard against his cock, so wanting to cum, but not able to.He pulled out of her ass and let go of her. Her legs buckled and she dropped to the floor and rolled into a ball furiously stroking her pussy. She sat up immediately once she saw his cock dangling between his legs with a single precious drop of semen stuck to the tip. She practically pounced on it, sucking it hard to get the last few drops of cum out of his dick. She could taste her ass on his cock, but she didn’t care. It felt natural for her to be licking her own ass off some guy’s dick. It was just something nasty sluts did. She didn’t care about where cock was coming from or where it had been, so long as she got it in one of her holes. After she’d cleaned the man’s cock to his satisfaction, he yanked it out of her mouth and stuffed it back into his pants. Lillian was distraught at first, but realized then that she still had cum leaking out of her ass. She quickly got on her hands and knees and started licking it off the floor. She felt like such a dirty fucking cumhole licking his jizz off the floor. It was tainted by her ass and the filth and piss from the floor, but she thought it tasted better than those other guys’ cum she’d licked off the floor that time. Wait, did that really happen?She still had her face on the ground and her ass up in the air when she heard a few other men enter. “What took you so long, Gulag?” said a new voice.“This whore was hogging the bathroom,” said the man, or Gulag, as he seemed to be named.“Holy shit, what’s that?” said another voice.“Well, don’t be rude, cunt.” Gulag tapped Lillian’s ass with his boot. “Tell him.”Lillian lapped up the last traces of jizz and turned around. There were three more bikers standing in the doorway, a big muscular one, a tall lanky one, and one that was kind of chubby. She suddenly saw a ray of hope. There were three of them, one of them could fuck her pussy, one of them could fuck her asshole, and she could blow the third. If all three were fucking her at the same time, maybe, just maybe she could cum. She looked at them said, “Fuck me,” and wiggled her ass.“It’s all yours, guys,” Gulag said and left. The word “it” resounded in her head. Was that what she was to them? Not a “she” or a “her” but an “it”?The bikers seemed to be arguing amongst each other as to who got their first turn. Lillian rolled on her back, spread her legs wide and fingered herself as hard as she could. “No . . . No . . . ” She was so horny she could hardly speak. “I want you all. I want you to fuck all my dirty holes all at once. Make me airtight. Make me your fuck hole.”“Dibs on her cunt,” the largest of the three said and started unzipping his pants. He began stroking himself to get hard, but Lillian beat him to the punch and started sucking him off.The other two flipped a coin. “Tails, Ha! I get her mouth,” the fat biker said, unaware of the irony of the situation.Once he was hard, the big biker pushed her off his cock, turned her around and bent her over. He then grabbed onto her hips and drove his shaft deep into her cunt. He must have been much bigger than Gulag, because it was an even tighter fit in her pussy than Gulag had been in her asshole. “Oh god, fuck my cunt. Make me cum. Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh God yes! Fuck me! I’m a stupid fucking cunt. I’m a escort buca dumpster for your cum. Fill me! Cum in my twat. Knock me up like the piece of smelly gutter trash I am. Take your big cocks and . . . ” Her words were muffled by the fat biker’s cock as he stuffed it in her mouth. It was like a pacifier in her mouth, and she felt suddenly soothed to be sucking the sweat off his smelly shaft.“Come on, guys, make some room.” said the skinny biker.“All right, all right, don’t get your panties in a knot,” said the big biker. “Let up for a second, Molotov. I gotta turn this whore over.”“Fuck you,” said the fat biker, who had taken hold of Lillian’s hair and was throat fucking her.“I asked nicely.” He grabbed Lillian by the hair and pulled her out of Molotov’s grasp. Then he turned her around while still mounted on his cock, until he was fucking her in a standing missionary position. “Hey, Rasp, lie down if you want a piece of this bitch’s ass.”“Fuck no, man, I’m not getting on that floor. Abe hasn’t mopped it in years.”“Well lay something down first.”“Like what?”“There’s some rags over there, tear them up and lay on ‘em.” The rags he was referring to were Lillian’s clothes that she had so carelessly tossed around the bathroom.“Those . . . urgh . . .Those are mine!” she panted, surprised that she was suddenly was actually able to say what she meant for the first time since the door opened.“So what?” said Rasp, picking up her shorts and tearing them in half.“Oh god, oh god . . . Please . . . please.”“Please what?”She wanted to say, “please, I need them to get home”, but what came out was, “Destroy them . . . Oh god, oh god . . . Fuck me, I’m a stupid whore . . . Fuck . . . rip ‘em apart . . . urgh, urgh . . . I hate cloths, they get . . . that’s it, harder . . . They get in the way of cock . . . I want to be a naked whore. I want my holes ready and available at all times . . . Now get down there and fuck my ass!” Rasp tore her top into strips. Her heart sank; there went any hope for an easy getaway after this was over. She could probably get something out of her suitcase to wear, but she’d have to get to her car practically naked. Was her car even still there? What if she had to walk or hitch hike. What would happen to her if she got picked up? Nevertheless, seeing them torn up made her grind even harder against the big biker’s cock. She kept moaning and couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “My bra and panties are over there, make sure you rip those up too. Oh god yes! Tear them up!”Rasp laid the strips of cloth on the floor and lay down, stroking his hard cock. The big guys lowered her down until her asshole came into contact with Rasp’s cock. It was a much smoother ride thanks to her previous assfucking. “Oh shit, fuck my asshole! Oh god! Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Fuck me harder.” They both pistoned in and out of her ass and twat. She rocked her hips and tried to bounce up and down a hard as she could. She arched her back and gasped in ecstasy just when Molotov grabbed her face and started throat fucking her upside down. He grabbed her hair and forcefully thrust into her face. She gagged occasionally, but she didn’t stop.She couldn’t believe it but she now had three cocks in her at once. Three big fat smelly cocks stuffed in her holes. She felt disgusting, but she knew this was her ticket out. She just had to cum. That was all that mattered. She felt strangely whole. She would never feel complete without a cock in each hole, fucking the shit out of her. She wanted them to cum all at once and fill her to the rim with their delicious cum. She tried to bounce up and down harder, on the cocks in her ass and pussy, and keep a vacuum seal around the one in her mouth. This was her place. This was her role, her position in life. She was just a hole to fuck. She wasn’t even a “she”. She was an “it”. And it wanted nothing more than to be filled with cock forever and ever and ever and . . . Lillian first felt Molotov bust down her throat, followed by Rasp in her asshole, and finally the big guy in her twat. They all pounded her as hard as they could, which was just enough. Lillian felt her whole body spasm completely seized by pleasure. She grabbed onto Molotov’s ass just to force his cock deeper into her throat. She was almost paralyzed by the biggest orgasm of her life. If this was how it felt to have three cocks in her, she wanted to have three guys fucking her all the time.However as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided her mind seemed reawakened. What had just happened? Was she really that horny that she let three, no, four guys fuck her? Her cloths were destroyed and she’d been humiliated. And why? Because she wanted to cum. For a sensation that by then had completely faded from her, she destroyed every ounce of self-respect she had for herself. Lillian broke down crying. It was true, what was written on the walls, every bit of it. She was nothing but a stupid worthless fuck hole to be used and discarded like the piece of trash she was. Even as she cried she still tried to scoop up the cum from her ass and pussy and lick it up. She was disgusted with herself but she couldn’t help it.The bikers had already pulled out and gotten up, and were laughing and joking at Lillian’s expense. “Hey, let’s give this cunt a going away present,” the big guy said. He pulled his limp cock back out and the other two followed his lead. Lillian felt a hot stream splatter over her followed by two others. They were all peeing on her at once. She tried to roll away, but instead rolled over so she could feel their piss on her body. She deserved this, she was nothing but a living receptacle for cocks and all that came out of them. She opened her mouth inviting them to piss in it. They did. It was hot and salty and disgusting, but for some reason it made her feel better. She felt for the first time in her life that she knew what she was. She had a place in the world. In between gulps she murmured, “Yes piss on me. I’m a worthless hole.”The bikers eventually finished up and zipped up. “It’s been a pleasure, bitch. But it looks like we need to be hitting the road.” the three of them walked out the door. Lillian regained her strength, got up and went after them. She followed them out the door with her hand lodged in her cunt and completely naked except for a narrow strip of cloth from her tattered top that had stuck to her shoulder while she had been wallowing in her own filth. She didn’t even notice that her car was gone.“Please,” she said. “Take me with you.” The bikers all turned and looked at her. “Please make me your whore. I want to be your filthy fuck hole slave. Treat me like shit. I don’t care. Just use me. Use me!”They looked at each other. “Does anyone want this hole on the back of their ride?” Molotov said. They shrugged.“Fuck no,” said Rasp. “I don’t want this cunt’s filthy tits messing up my jacket.” The others seemed to agree.“No please, I want to suck your cocks and feel your cum on my face. I’ll lick your assholes. I’ll let you pee on me.” Her hips spasmed. “Oh god, please piss on me. I want to be your urinal.” She started rubbing herself again.“I’ll take her,” said Gulag. He went to the dumpster next to the gas station and pulled out garbage bag and spilled the contents out on the ground the he tore a hole in the bottom. “Get over here, bitch.”Lillian obediently crawled over to Gulag and knelt at his feet. He put the trash bag over her head and pulled it down until her head popped through the hole he’d made. It smelled like rancid beer and spoiled chicken wings baked in the hot sun all day. It made her want to gag, but deep down she knew it was right. She was nothing but garbage so she belonged in a garbage bag. She resumed fingering herself until Gulag picked her up. He lifted the bag up and pulled her arms around back, binding them with a zip tie. She struggled a little, but her wrists were bound tight. He then wound a nylon rope around her from shoulder to ankle. Finally he picked her up and strapped her to the back of his chopper. Her only complained would have been that she couldn’t reach her cunt.Old Abe was very cross indeed. Thanks to that stupid girl, he’d have to get the door fixed and the bathroom was left in a horrendous condition. He’d actually have to mop for the first time in he couldn’t remember how long. “Well,” he said to himself, “at least the walls are still as pristine as they were when I built the place.”

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