JOANNE'S FALL PT. 11 – BASEMENT FUCKING

Joanne was in the kitchen getting herself a glass of water. Her entire body was trembling and her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

What the fuck am I going to do? She thought to herself.

"Mum? What are you doing?" Her son, Tom, shouted from the living room.

"Just be a sec." Joanne shouted back.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! She shouted in her head.

She turned the tap off and walked into the living room where her 20 year old son sat on the sofa.

"So, you've grown your hair?" She said to him, noticing that his short brown hair was now longer and combed to the side. She also noticed that he was a little bigger built, clearly, he had been going the gym.

"Yeah, do you like it?" He asked.

"Definitely." Joanne said with a croak in her voice as she sat down.

She could barely make eye contact with her son, the fact that she was planning on leaving his father this afternoon, his surprise arrival had shaken her.

"Is everything okay?" Tom asked, obviously picking up on her nerves.

"Yeah, sorry I don't feel too well." Joanne whispered out.

I've just spent a week as a sex slave, getting fucked by God knows how many men, tattooed, pissing myself and now I sit here with my son as though nothing happened! Joanne thought to herself.

Then her phone vibrated, Joanne looked at it and her sick feeling just worsened.

Neil: Slut, if you do not reply to me in 5 minutes I will come over and fuck you! I don't give a fuck about your family!

Fuck! Joanne thought, she looked up at Tom who was staring at her with a confused look on his face.

"You look as white as paper mum." Tom said.

"I'll be okay." She whispered, turning her attention back to her phone.

Joanne: My son has come round, I can't do tonight. Please can we do any other night?

Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she sat there in complete silence. Every time she looked up at Tom, he was staring at her, worried about his mum.

Then her phone vibrated again.

Neil: You dumb bitch, you will do whatever I want unless you want to lose your family!

No! This can't be happening! I've just come to accept Claire and Jason and now I have this psycho to worry about! Joanne thought.

"Mum...." Tom went to speak but Joanne was saved when her front door opened.

She turned her head and saw Freddy walk into the living room.

"Tom! What are you doing back?" He said with a big smile on his face.

"I got back early." Tom said with a smile and hugged his dad.

Look at them, and I'm going to break this family apart. Joanne thought, feeling sick to her stomach.

"Excuse me." Joanne whispered and ran upstairs.

In a second she threw up into the toilet.

What am I going to do? She thought.

She stood up and washed her face, the whole time she could hear Freddy and Tom talking and laughing downstairs.

Knowing she couldn't hide up there, she slowly went downstairs. When she entered the room Freddy walked over and kissed Joanne on her cheek.

"Sorry for not saying hi when I came in, I missed you this week." He said.

"I erm, missed you too." Joanne whispered.

Truth be told, Freddy didn't come into my head a lot when I was being a sex slave. She thought.

"We were thinking," Freddy said with a smile, "We are going to go out for dinner tonight."

"I can't tonight." Joanne quickly shot back, knowing she had to obey Neil.

Joanne still planned on ending things with Freddy, but she wanted to do it her way, not by having some young man fuck her in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Freddy asked.

"I'm... going out with the girls." Joanne lied.

"Can't you cancel?" Tom asked.

"Sorry I can't," Joanne said, guilt filling her up, "If I knew you were coming I could've, but it's too late now." Joanne said.

"Fine." Tom said with a little huff.

"Guess we will have to have a boy's night." Freddy said with a laugh and sat down next to Tom.

Joanne sat down on the opposite chair and watched for a moment as father and son talked. Then she texted Neil back.

Joanne: Okay, when and where?

Neil: I'll send you my address, 6pm.

Joanne: Okay.

She put her phone down and sighed at her situation.

"You're looking good mum." Tom eventually said, dragging Joanne back into reality.

"Doesn't she, you've been dieting haven't you." Freddy added.

"Erm, yeah, I've lost a bit of weight." Joanne said.

"You should see her new clothes, your mum is a trendy woman now." Freddy said with a little laugh.

"Oh wow, that I will have to see!" Tom joked.

"Erm, yeah." Joanne stuttered back, feeling nothing but guilt and shame.

For the next few hours Freddy and Tom chatted and caught up. Joanne joined in every now and again but her mind was a mess, she couldn't focus on either of them.

Eventually it came to 5pm.

"I'm going to get ready to go out." Joanne said and walked upstairs.

It felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest and her breathing was constantly heavy. Getting dressed, she picked some of her new clothes.

She put on a skin tight leather top that made her big tits look like they were bulging out, followed by a very short leather skirt.

She had no bra or thong on. Her top didn't cover her stomach or her shoulders, so her lower back tattoo and her collar bone tattoo were out, as was her new inner thigh tattoo. The leather top was so tight as well that her black bunny nipple piercing was clear to see.

Joanne knew she couldn't have her husband and son see her like this, so she put a black coat on top of it.

Giving one last sigh in the mirror, Joanne headed downstairs.

"I'm off." She said in a grumpy tone, just hoping she wouldn't be out for long.

"Show Tom your new clothes." Freddy suggested.

"No, it's too cold, I'm going." Joanne barked out.

"Okay, okay," Freddy said and walked over to her, "Have a good night, I love you." And then he kissed her cheek.

"I... I love you too." Joanne said to him, she wasn't sure if she was lying or not.

Getting into her car, Joanne couldn't hold it back any more and burst into tears. Her breathing was sporadic and her chest was heaving up and down.

"Why!" She cried out to herself, "Why has this happened to me?"

She saw that it was 5.30pm and she didn't want to risk being late and getting hurt by this Neil who has proven himself as worse than her current Master and Mistress. She started the car and drove to the address he gave to her.

When she pulled up to his house she was surprised for how big and nice a house it was. Considering he was a waiter, she didn't expect this.

She walked to the front door and knocked. It took a minute or two, but she was greeted by Neil's evil, smiling face.

"About fucking time." He said and grabbed her wrist, Neil yanked her inside and caused a bit of pain to Joanne's arm.

Joanne was pushed through the house by Neil, she looked around and thought this couldn't be his place. The decoration was a little dated but clearly expensive.

She then saw a photo on the wall of an older couple and Joanne was struck with a lot of panic, Has he broken into someone's house? She feared, worried she would be involved in some illegal activity.

"Who... who's house is this?" Joanne asked.

"It's my mum and dad's," Neil said and shoved her back again, "That doesn't matter to you though slut."

Neil then walked in front of Joanne and opened a door that seemed to lead to the basement. Not only did that scare Joanne, when the door opened she could hear the sound of more than one person down there and what she guessed was a TV.

"Come on cunt, get downstairs." Neil ordered.

Joanne looked at him, she was scared of what they were going to do to her down there, other than fuck her. However, she knew she couldn't do anything about it.

"O-okay." She whispered and started to walk down the stairs.

She got half way down the wooden stairs when she heard Neil shut the door, she turned around and saw him lock it.

Oh god, what if they kill me?! She panicked, but it was too late to worry, she was stuck there.

She kept walking down the stairs, it was dimly lit, as though there was only light on the fill the surprisingly big basement.

The floor had a wooden base with a large, bushy rug covering a lot of it. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw four other lads who looked of similar age to Neil sitting on a sofa and another chair, drinking beer and watching TV.

"Boys, the entertainment is here!" Neil said with a cheer and barged past Joanne, knocking her shoulder.

"Oh yeah, let's have a look at her!" One shouted.

They were all white men, different to the guys she had been forced to have sex with lately. Two of them looked fairly muscular and the other two were skinny.

"Oi, slag!" Neil then shouted as he grabbed a beer and sat on a one person armchair, "Get in the middle, take your coat off and give us a twirl."

This is fucking horrible, I'm just a fucking object for them to laugh at! Joanne thought and felt herself welling up again.

She slowly walked to the middle of the room, in front of the TV and allowed her coat to drop to the floor.

"Fucking hell, look at her!" One lad shouted.

"Oh yeah, she even dresses like a fucking whore!" Another one said with a laugh.

"A bit of meat on her, but I can work with that." The third one mocked.

Please, I can't take this. Joanne thought, she stared at the ground and allowed a tear to fall from her face.

Joanne did a little spin and when she face away from the boys she heard them start laughing again.

"Look at her tattoo!" One shouted.

"Oh yeah, that's how we found out she was a whore." Neil then told them.

"I'm... I'm not a whore." Joanne whispered in her defence.

"You are now." Neil said to her.

Joanne just looked at each of the lads, all staring and laughing at her. She felt humiliated, disgusted and ashamed.

This wasn't like with Claire and Jason, they humiliated but not like this, this was mean, brutal and harsh.

"Whore, show everyone your big fucking tits." Neil ordered.

Joanne was unable to speak, she feared that if she tried to she would just burst into tears. So she grabbed her leather top and peeled it over her head, unleashing her big, hanging tits.

"Nipple piercing, nice!" One lad shouted.

She stood there with her hands by her sides, her tits free and five young men all staring at her. A few months ago Joanne would've laughed in your face if you said she would be in this situation.

"Show them your whore cunt!" Neil shouted.

Joanne pathetically agreed, grabbing her leather skirt and lifting it up.

"Spread your legs so we can see you fucking idiot!" Neil shouted.

Again, doing as she was told, Joanne spread her legs and gave a slightly better view of her shaved pussy and her "Yes, Master" tattoo.

"Have you seen that tattoo? She must love being a slut." One lad shouted.

"Right, stay there slag." Neil said.

Joanne watched as he walked across the room, that was when she spotted a leather bench. It looked like it was made for BDSM activities.

It had a leather top that you could lie on your stomach on, then it had other leather levels where you can put your arms and legs, all of which had leather straps to hold you down. There was also a hole where the face would go.

As she stared that the BDSM bench Neil came back into her view.

"Here you go, cunt." Neil said and handed Joanne a giant, purple dildo.

Joanne took it into her hands and looked at it, it had to be at least 9 inches long and thick as her arm. It was shaped like a realistic cock with veins in it, there was also a suction cup on the bottom.

"W-what do you want me to do?" Joanne asked, although she didn't want him to answer.

Then Neil handed her some lube.

"You're going to stick it to the floor here," Neil said and patted on the wooden floor in front of all the lads, "Then you are going to ride that dildo in your arsehole."

"What?!" Joanne said in shock, thinking there was no way this thick dildo could fit in her arse.

"Oh yeah," Neil said and then turned to his mates, "She fucking loves it in her arse."

They all started laughing again and Joanne wanted to curl into a ball and just disappear.

When she didn't move Neil walked over to her and whispered in her ear.

"You either do it right now, or I hold you down and fuck you with the dildo in your fat arse myself." He whispered.

"Oh god." Joanne gasped out of shock, not believing how horrible this young man actually was.

"What's it going to be?" Neil asked.

"I... I'll do it." Joanne said and hung her head in shame.

"Good girl." Neil said and went back to his chair.

She frighteningly walked to the middle of the room again and bent over to stick the dildo onto the ground.

"Look at that tight little arsehole." One man laughed.

"Won't be tight for long!" Another said.

Kill me, please just kill me now. Joanne thought.

She stood back up and then finally took off her leather skirt so she was completely naked.

Pouring a very generous amount of lube into her hands, Joanne started to rub it all over the giant dildo as the boys laughed and cheered.

Fuck, how is this going to fit in my arse. Joanne thought, worried about doing some damage to herself as she held its thick girth in her hands.

"Sit on the floor and spread your legs, lets watch you get that arse of yours ready first." Neil ordered.

"Y-yes." Joanne whispered, just adding to her humiliation.

She sat onto the cold wooden floor, faced the boys and spread her legs so both of her shaved holes were in clear sight. She looked at each of their faces, laughing at her and making her feel pathetic and worthless.

"Finger that arsehole!" One lad shouted.

Joanne's hands were completely covered in lube, with her left hand she grabbed the bottom of her arse cheek and pulled it to one side. Then, her right hand went below her pussy and she easily slid her middle finger knuckle deep into her arse.

Fuuuckk! Joanne thought when she held her knuckle fully in her, No, you do not like this!

"That's it you fucking whore! Finger that shit hole!" Neil shouted.

Joanne started to push her finger in and out of her arse. With how much anal she did with Jason last week her arsehole had loosened and it was easy for her to push it in and out.

"Now a second one!" One lad shouted.

Joanne sighed and then pushed a second lubed up finger into her arsehole. It was tight but still easy enough to finger herself. What she hated more was that she actually enjoyed the feeling of her two slick fingers pushing in and out of her tight hole.

Oh god, how can I enjoy anal now! She thought, considering a few weeks ago she had never played with her arse before.

She kept pumping the two fingers in and out of her arse faster and faster.

"A third!!!" One shouted.

Joanne sighed again, however she knew if she was somehow going to fit that fat dildo in her arse she needed to get ready.

She pushed a third finger inside of her, she felt the rim of her arsehole wrapping around all three fingers as she pushed it deeper and deeper.

She thought back for a second of when Claire fisted her.

"Ooohh!" Joanne accidentally moaned when she got all three fingers knuckle deep inside of her.

"What an absolute whore!" One man laughed.

"Imagine what a pathetic, bitch husband she must have to not know what a whore his wife is!" Neil then laughed.

Joanne felt even more shame, that they were mocking Freddy, who had done nothing wrong.

I wonder what Freddy and Tom are doing now, as I sit here fingering my arse in front of 5 lads. Joanne thought.

She was humiliated, ashamed of herself. Even with all of this shame, she kept doing as she was told and stretched her arsehole with her three fingers.

"Fuck this whore has me horny," One lad said and stood, "Think I need a quick blowjob before we get started."

Joanne looked as he went to undo his belt, she knew she was going to have to get fucked by all of these men, she just didn't want to.

"Wait!" Neil shouted, "You don't want your face in the shot."

In the shot? Joanne thought.

"Oh yeah, good thinking." He said and sat back down.

Shot? What shot?! Joanne thought and looked around the room.

"What do you mean, shot?" Joanne then asked.

"You dumb bitch," Neil said with a laugh, "We're filming you, I don't want to forget this."

"No!" Joanne said and suddenly her fingers were out of her arse, "You are not filming me!"

She went to stand up, but before she got to her feet Neil had charged over to her.

SLAP!

He struck her hard across her face and Joanne fell back down. Her face stung and burnt and she clutched onto it in shock.

"You will do whatever I fucking tell you to!" Neil shouted.

She looked up at him, standing over her and filling her with fear of what he would do.

"Please, don't hurt me." Joanne cried out.

"Then do as you're fucking told!" Neil said and raised his hand again in a threatening manner.

"Okay!" She shouted back, "I'll do it, please."

"Good girl," Neil said and then sat back down, "Warm up is over, get that dildo in your arse."

This is going to hurt. Joanne thought to herself.

She looked around to find the camera but couldn't see one, although she knew that they already had clear footage of her fingering her arse on the floor. It was already too late.

She stood up and moved over the dildo, trying to think of the best way to get her arse open to take the fake cock.

She decided to kneel over it, the lads were still mocking her as she did so. She reached back and grabbed the well lubed up dildo, the with one hand she pulled her arse cheeks apart.

It's so thick, it's going to rip me in two. Joanne thought.

As she lowered herself, she felt the head of the dildo press against her well lubed up arsehole. Even when she put a little pressure on it, she could tell it was too thick and was not going to go in her easily.

"Hurry the fuck up!" Neil shouted.

Come on, deep breaths. Joanne thought to herself.

She held the head against her hole, gritted her teeth and held it firmly as she attempted to sit down on it. She kept pushing and pushing but it just didn't want to go, it was too fucking thick.

"If that's not in you in 5 seconds then I'm putting it in you." Neil said.

Just do it. She thought.

Holding it tight against her, Joanne did one quick, hard push down.

"FUUUCCKK!!!" She screamed out as the head of the cock stretched her poor arsehole wider than ever before, so unnaturally wide that Joanne felt like she was being ripped open.

"Fucking slag!" One lad shouted.

"OH, MY FUCCK!!" Joanne shouted again in pain, "My fucking arse! It's too thick!"

She instinctively went to lift herself off of it but was stopped by Neil's angered voice.

"If that dildo leaves your arse, you will regret it." He warned her.

Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck it burns! Joanne thought to herself.

It was stinging, burning, stretching her wide open! She was taking deep breathes, reminding of what it was like to give birth.

"Take it deeper!" One lad shouted.

Joanne took a deep breath and tried to relax herself as she start to lower herself a little more onto the giant dildo. It felt like her arsehole was stretching wide open around it as she felt it go deeper inside of her.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." She panted over and over as she felt inch by inch completely fill her bowels. Never in her life had she ever felt so filled.

"Oi slut!" One lad shouted, Joanne opened her eyes just in time to see him throw his beer over her face.

"Fuck!" Joanne grunted as her hair and face got soaked in beer, only to feel it drip down onto her big tits.

These lads wanted to humiliate her and they were doing a good job of it. Joanne felt like a worthless piece of shit, her arsehole utterly stretched and soaking wet from beer.

"Keep taking it!" Neil shouted at her.

Joanne kept forcing herself deeper down onto the dildo. Her arsehole still burnt, but the stinging feeling was slowly fading.

"Oh fuck.... Fuck... to big.... To fucking big..." Joanne grunted as she kept taking the dildo in her arsehole.

"Fuck!" She grunted again when another load of beer was thrown over her face.

Why are they fucking doing this to me?! Joanne screamed in her head as she felt worse than ever.

She took another inch of the dildo and felt the cold floor touching her arse cheeks. She couldn't believe it, but the entire, giant dildo was inside of her arse. She felt like she could feel it all the way in her stomach.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuucccckkkkk!!" She screamed as loud as possible.

Her knees that rested on the floor were quivering and her breathing was sporadic as she tried to control herself.

"What a pathetic fucking whore!" One of the lads shouted.

Joanne's mouth hung wide open as she gasped for air, beer dripped down her face and onto her naked body as her arsehole clenched around the massive dildo that filled her insides.

"Now," Neil said, "Start riding it."

Joanne knew there was no point in fighting it, so she slowly started to lift up and feel the dildo leaving her bowels. She got about half way up when she started to push back down on it.

"Urgh!" She grunted when she took the full thing in her again.

It was only a month or so ago when her arse was completely virgin, and now she had a giant dildo stretching her beyond belief.

She slowly started to lift herself and lower herself again and again on the dildo. The stretching feeling remained a constant but the pain was fading.

It felt as though her arse was getting used to being so full but she still found it hard to catch her breath.

"Look at the slag go!" One lad shouted.

Joanne was riding the dildo faster and faster, properly fucking herself in the arse with this giant toy.

"Fuck... fuck.... Fuck..." Joanne moaned as she rode it faster and faster.

She couldn't actually believe that she was able to take such a thick toy so well, but her arse was clenching around it and taking it like a pro.

"Now rub your clit!" Neil ordered.

Joanne hated how much she seemed to enjoy anal, even with the pure humiliation of what they were doing to her, her body was reacting to the arse fucking in a positive way.

"Please... no..." Joanne panted, not wanting to be humiliated more by cumming in front of these boys.

"Do it now, you fucking cunt!" Neil ordered.

"Fuuuuucckk!" Joanne moaned out as she impaled herself on the fake cock harder and harder.

She moved so that her feet were flat on the ground, her arse was directly over the dildo as she lowered herself on it and lifted herself up. Fucking herself faster and deeper.

As she did this she moved one hand to her throbbing clit and her legs started to twitch even harder.

"Oooh fuck!" She moaned.

"That dirty little whore enjoys this!" One of the lads shouted and mocked Joanne.

"I'm.... not...." Joanne moaned as she rubbed her clit and destroyed her arse with the dildo.

"Well, you're going to make yourself cum, cunt." Neil shouted at her.

"Oh... oh... oh.... Fuck... me..." Joanne moaned louder and louder.

Her clit was throbbing as her arsehole engulfed the thick fucking dildo over and over. She was so fucking embarrassed that she was actually going to cum in front of these men like this.

I fucking hate myself! Why am I such a pathetic, worthless bitch! She thought.

As she rubbed her clit she felt her orgasm start to grow, with every fibre of her body she didn't want to cum, but she knew she was going to.

"Oh fuck.... Oh fuck.... Fuuuckk!" Joanne moaned louder as her orgasm grew.

Her legs started to shake uncontrollably as her orgasm stuck her. Her tight arsehole clenched around the dildo and her legs gave way. Joanne fell and took the entire dildo deep in her fucking arsehole.

"FUUUUUUUUCCKKK MEEEEEEEEEE!!!" She screamed as she was impaled on the dildo and still rubbing her swollen clit.

As she was cumming another beer was thrown over her, adding to her humiliation.

"Fuuuucckk!" She moaned again as her orgasm slowly came to an end.

"Right, that's enough for the filming," Neil said and walked over to Joanne who's body was trembling, "Time to put your mouth to work."

Joanne's vision was blurry from her orgasm, but she felt him grip her hair and yank her up. With the dildo still all the way in her bowels she felt a hard cock suddenly shoved down her throat.

"Gllug.... gllug....glllgg...glluggg..." Joanne gagged over and over as he roughly fucked her face without any compassion.

His balls slapped against her chin as he thrusted his cock all the way down her throat. In a matter of seconds her spit was pouring down her chin, mixing in with the beer that was poured over her.

She was gagging and coughing at every fuck, she felt completely helpless and weak as he roughly used her throat with his thick cock.

He then pulled out but kept a hard grip on her hair. Joanne gasped for air and a pile of spit fell down her chin and onto her tits.

"Urrrhhh!" She grunted as her throat and arse were in pain.

SLAP!

Neil struck her and then shoved his cock back into her throat.

"That's it you worthless piece of shit." He moaned as he fucked her throat.

Joanne could still feel her insides filled with the dildo as he fucked her throat without mercy.

Then once again he pulled out and a pile of spit fell down her chin. He released her hair and Joanne fell back, feeling the dildo go even deep in her poor, battered arsehole.

"Please... no more." She whimpered out.

She rolled to the side and felt the giant dildo eventually slide out of her stretched arsehole.

"We aren't nearly done with you yet, whore." Neil said.

Joanne rolled back and saw three of them walking over to her, now with all of their cocks out.

"No, please. Stop!" She shouted.

Suddenly two of the lads grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet.

"Stop! Get off me!" She shouted and tried to fight them, but she felt too weak.

"Shut the fuck up whore!" Neil shouted.

"No! Get off mgghhhhhh!" Joanne screamed but suddenly Neil shoved what she realised was his boxers into her mouth.

With his fingers her pushed it fully into her mouth, stopping her from making any recognisable sounds.

The two lads kept hold of her as she watched Neil walk to the side of the room and then back again, this time, with duct tape in his hands.

"This should keep the bitch quiet." He said with an evil grin.

"HHggmmmm!" Joanne tried to argue but then she felt him harshly stick a strip of duct tape over her mouth, "Hhhrmm." She moaned into it, but she couldn't make out anything other than grunts.

"Now, are you going to be a good whore?" Neil said to her, holding her face in his hands.

Joanne was completely helpless, she knew she was at their mercy and just hoped they wouldn't do anything worse.

"Well?" He said to her.

Joanne felt a single tear run down her cheek.

"Hmm." She weakly grunted and nodded her head.

"Good girl." He said and took a step back.

Joanne watched him sit on the sofa and then the two lads holding her arms let her go.

"Come ride me." He ordered.

"Hmhmm." Joanne moaned through the duct tape.

She walked over to him and put her legs either side, grabbing his cock she aimed it with her annoyingly dripping wet pussy.

I'm so fucking disgusting, how could I actually cum doing this. She thought.

"Not your cunt, your arsehole!" Neil ordered.

"Mhmhm." Joanne grunted and moved his cock to her well and truly gaped arsehole.

She pushed herself down on his cock and felt it go inside of her. She was slightly grateful that due to the giant dildo that was in her arse she could take him with ease.

She started to ride his cock, hoping that if she could get them to cum quickly then this would be over.

"Oh yeah, still nice and tight even after that giant dildo." Neil moaned.

Joanne's hands were either side of his head as she fucked herself with his cock.

"Hghmm... hhgmm..." She couldn't stop herself from moaning from the arse fucking.

How can I enjoy anal, especially like this. I'm so pathetic. She thought as she lifted her arse up and down on his cock.

"Turn around and face everyone as you ride my cock." He ordered.

Joanne did as she was told, hating that she could see everyone watching her as she took this cock in her arse.

After a few minutes, Neil wrapped his arms around Joanne and pulled her body close to his.

"Hmmmh?" She moaned into the duct tape.

"Let's see how you take two cocks in your arse at once." He said with a chuckle.

"HHMMM?!" She screamed and shook her head as another lad approached her.

"Shut the fuck up cunt and take it!" Neil shouted at her.

"Hmmhmm! Hmmhhmmm!" She moaned into the duct tape and pleaded with her eyes to the man getting close to her.

Yet, he did nothing. He lined his cock up next to Neil's and started to put pressure on her arsehole.

"Hhmmmmmmm!!!" She screamed again as he started to push.

She felt her poor arsehole stretch again as the head of this second cock forced it's way inside of her.

She couldn't help but watch as the cock started to disappear into her arsehole that stretched around it, so unnaturally stretched. Her thick legs were being held in the air as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of her.

"HHHHHGMMMMMM! She screamed into the duct tape as he finally went balls deep into her.

THERE'S TWO FUCKING COCKS IN MY ARSEHOLE!!!! Joanne screamed in her head.

"Fucking hell! I didn't think she could actually take it! She really is a whore!" Neil laughed at her.

"Hhhhmmmm!!! Hhhhmmmmm!!" Joanne moaned into the duct tape.

Her mouth felt dry with Neil's boxers shoved inside of it and she had to take deep breaths just using her nose. She felt like she could pass out at any moment with these two cocks destroying her arsehole.

The man stood up started to move his cock in and out of Joanne's arse. She felt so unnaturally stretched around his cock and she hated the way all of the lads were smiling and laughing at her.

"Dirty fucking whore!" One of them said.

"I can't believe she's married, I bet her husband is a pathetic little bitch!" Another laughed.

Joanne hated what they were saying about Freddy, but she couldn't do anything right now.

She just stayed in that position and watched as her arsehole was getting fucked by two cocks. Neil started to thrust from under her and both cocks were stretching her beyond belief.

"Hmm.... Hhgmm... hhhmmggfff." Joanne grunted over and over as her arsehole was getting battered.

What she hated most, was that her body was starting to get pleasure from this.

No! Please god no! I'm not like this! I don't want this!!! She screamed in her head.

The two men kept fucking her arse harder and harder and Joanne's muffled moaning grew louder and louder.

"I think the whore is going to cum!" The man stood up fucking her laughed out.

She pleaded with her eyes at him and shook her head, hoping he would take mercy on her.

"Dirty little slag!" He laughed in her face.

"Hhhhmmm.... Hhmmm.. hhhhggmmm!" Joanne moaned over and over as he kept fucking her and her anal orgasm grew.

"Oh yeah, that's it you pathetic fucking cunt. Cum with two cocks in your arse!" He said to her and gripped her throat with his hand.

"HHHHHHGGGMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Joanne screamed into the gag and duct tape and her body started to shake uncontrollably. Her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks and her arse clenched around both of the cocks.

"Oooooh fuuucckk!!" The man standing up fucking her moaned and Joanne knew he was cumming inside of her arse.

"Fuck yes!!" Neil then moaned and Joanne realised that both were cumming at the same time.

The feel of their hot, sticky cum filling her arsehole just made her humiliating orgasm keep going.

"Hhhgmmm... hhhmmmmmm.... Hhgmmfmfff.." She moaned through the gag as her orgasm kept her body trembling.

"Fucking hell, that was good." One of them said.

Suddenly Joanne was pushed onto her side and both cocks left her burning, stretching arsehole. She could feel cum leaking out of her gaped hole.

"Right, over here bitch." She heard Neil say, but Joanne was too weak and broken to do anything.

She felt some hands on her and guide her across the basement. Before she knew what was happening, she was lay on top of the leather BDSM bench that she saw before.

Her arms and legs were put onto the rests and she felt the leather straps tightly tie her to it. Joanne then tried to move but they were so tight she couldn't move an inch.

At first Joanne panicked about cutting off blood circulation, then she panicked over what they were going to do to her in this position.

Her face was in the hole at the top of the bench and all she could see was the ground. She tried to lift it up but then a leather strap was tied around it and she was forced to keep it down.

"Hhhmm." She moaned into her make shift gag.

Then, she felt another cock thrust into her well and truly fucked arsehole. With the mass amount of cum leaking out of her and with how stretched it already was, she took his cock with ease.

She didn't even make any noises, just feeling his cock go balls deep in her arse over and over.

SPANK!

"Hhhm!" Joanne moaned into the gag as he slapped her thick arse hard.

"What a fucking whore." One man said as she was fucked harder and harder.

"Fuuuucckk!" The man in her arse moaned and Joanne felt a third load of cum fill her bowels.

This is nearly over, Joanne thought to herself, Then I can go home.

The next two lads fucked her quicky and without mercy. Slapping her arse over and over until it felt red raw.

By the end she could barely feel the cock fucking her arse, she was so filled with cum and so stretched that she didn't realise when he came inside of her.

That's it, all five of them have cum. Joanne thought to herself.

"Good work whore, you have five loads of cum in your cheating, married arsehole." Neil said to her with a laugh.

Joanne could still only see the ground and waited to be untied from this bench.

Then, she heard a buzzing sound, a sound she recognised.

"Hhmmmggh?" She moaned into the duct tape.

"Oh we aren't quiet done with you yet," She heard Neil's twisted voice say, "We want to give you a reminder of your time with us today."

"Hmmgg?" Joanne moaned again, wondering what they were doing and feared what the buzzing was.

"You see, my mate Harry here, is a tattoo artist." Neil said.

"HHGHGMMMG!!" Joanne screamed into the gag, "HMHGMMGHFF!!"

SPANK!!

A hand came crashing down on her arse and made Joanne cry out in pain.

"Shut up slut! This will go a lot better if you stay still!" Neil warned her.

"Hhmmgg." Joanne cried out, praying they weren't about to do it.

Then, she felt the familiar feeling of a needle, this time it was touching her arse cheek.

"Hhhhmmm." She moaned into the gag, hating what was about to happen to her.

She couldn't figure out what was being tattooed on her, what she did realise was that they were tattooing both of her arse cheeks.

Joanne wanted to fight back but she knew there was nothing she could do, she was completely helpless.

The tattoo made her body tingle, just like every time before. Joanne hated that she enjoyed the feel of being tattooed but she feared what they were doing to her.

She didn't know how long she was there for, when she could only see the floor time didn't have any meaning.

"Done." Eventually Neil said and the tattoo had ended.

He untied her head and grabbed her hair, lifting her head up to see him.

"Now, we are about to let you go," He said to her, "But know, we have a lot of videos of you tonight, especially of you making yourself cum, so do not think of doing anything stupid. Nod if you understand."

"Mhmm." Joanne moaned and nodded.

"Good girl." He replied and released her head.

Then Joanne felt herself getting untied. When the last one was done, she weakly stood up. Her arsehole burned, her cheeks were in pain from the tattoo, and her legs felt weak.

"Come here." Neil said and grabbed one corner of the duct tape.

"HHmmmgg!" Joanne grunted as he ripped it off of her face, burning her lips as he did it.

"Right, get your clothes and go." He said to her.

Joanne turned to her side to see all of the lads were fully dressed and sitting watching TV again, the dildo that was in her arse still on the floor.

What tattoo do I have? She thought, but there were no mirrors in this basement.

"Did you not hear me?" Neil shouted, "Get the fuck out."

"O... okay." Joanne weakly whispered.

As she got dressed none of the lads even looked at her.

Joanne felt pathetic, worthless and desperate as she finally got dressed and saw herself out.

When she sat in her car the pain from the tattoo hit her and she let out a little yelp. When she looked at the time it was nearly 1am!

Fuck, I hope they are asleep with I get home! Joanne thought.

She felt sticky from the dried beer all over her body and could smell the cum drying in and around her arsehole.

The drive home she had to try and lift herself off the seat because the tattoo hurt.

When she got home, luckily everyone was asleep and all the lights were off. She went to the bathroom to have a shower. When she took off her clothes she turned around in front of the mirror.

No! She screamed in her head, No! Please! They didn't!

In big, black, bold letters, her left arse cheek said "ANAL" and the right cheek said "WHORE".

Joanne burst into tears yet again and fell to the floor.

Why has this happened to me! This isn't me! I'm not a whore! This is Jason and Claire's fault! If they didn't make me get the tattoo on my collar bone, I never would've met Neil! Then I wouldn't have been abused like I was tonight! She thought to herself.

She picked herself up after a while and looked in the mirror with disgust at herself.

I... I am Jason and Claire's slave, I learned, but this, with Neil, isn't me. That's not what I want. Oh god, what is going on with me. It's like my mind is torn in two!

"Mum?" She heard Tom's voice call from outside of the bathroom.

Fuck! Joanne panicked.

"Don't come in, I'm not dressed." She said to him.

"Oh, okay," He said to her, his voice sounded concerned, "I wanted to have a chat with you."

"Can this wait until tomorrow, Tom?" She said to him, she felt too mentally and physically weak to speak to him now.

"I guess, see you tomorrow." He said and Joanne heard his footsteps go back to his room.

Oh god Joanne, I need to decide who I am, what I am. She thought, looking at herself in the mirror, with another tattoo to add to the collection.