Stella The Anal Only Slave (Chapter 17) - [M/f] [Slave] [Oral] [Anal] [BBC] [Interracial] [CNC] [Public]

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The ride back was bumpy, and Stella was exhausted, sore, and ready to collapse. She thought maybe she’d get to rest some in the cage, but her sore ass and throat made that impossible. 

Stella tried to adjust herself and at least find some pleasure in the plug still deep in her ass, but it was difficult at this point and her spanking had made every inch of her bottom sore.

Finally, they slowed down and removed Stella, tying her up in a spot all too familiar. Within seconds, the cold hose was pelting her with water. She was glad they were cleaning the saliva and cum off her, but the pressure on her ass was painful even though the cold felt good afterwards.

After a few minutes, she was untied and hooded yet again before being walked inside. Stella wasn’t sure what more they could possibly do to her today, her entire body ached and she was begging for rest. Unfortunately, the rest they had in mind was different from hers. 

The guards pushed Stella back, securing her collar and arms to some sort of metal slatted wall. Then they pulled each of her legs apart, securing them to similar spots on the side, and keeping them spread about 2 feet apart. 

Finally, they pulled the hood off of Stella and closed a metal door in front of her. As her eyes adjusted, she realized she was in a cage, only this one was for her to stand in, and clearly was designed to do only that. 

Stella had no room to move or sit, not that her restraints would have allowed her to anyway. Each side couldn’t have been more than an inch or two from her body.

She turned her head back and forth, realizing she was in some sort of center intersection of hallways. A couple people walked by, whistling as they did so. 

The guards stepped back after making sure the door was secure to her cage. 

“You’ve been allotted 3 hours of rest for your satisfactory performance in town. However, as you’re well aware, rest does not entitle you to privacy. Enjoy.”

Stella watched in horror as the guard started a stopwatch in his pocket and they disappeared. Leaving her restrained and standing there, exposed.

A minute or so went by before she realized this certainly wouldn’t be a quiet time. She could hear voices in every direction and people passed by her. 

It didn’t take long for someone to approach her and admire closely. He looked her up and down, giving her already red ass a light tap before walking on. Stella couldn’t believe it.

Next, a couple men stopped as they passed her. One of them pointed at the large ‘VIRGIN: ANAL ONLY’ tattoo above her pussy, laughing and showing the other one. He leaned in and slowly felt the smooth marked skin. 

“Shit man, that thing is real.” His friend leaned in looking as well, “wow, I bet she loves having that twat sealed up too.”

Stella wanted to cry as they laughed at her denied pussy and marked body. She shut her eyes and waited as their laughs drifted off with them. 

It was quiet for a bit after that. Stella wanted to rest, but every time she shut her eyes she would hear someone else coming. 

She was trying to count the time she had left, but it was a struggle between the visitors groping her and trying to keep the saliva in her mouth through the gag.

One guy approached and pinched her left nipple hard. Stella jumped some, letting a large string of drool out. It ran down her chin and onto her chest. 

“Fucking gross,” the guy laughed, and walked off.

She was literally just a sculpture in the hall, and not one people thought highly of. 

Another man stopped to shove his fingers in her throat, getting a bit of a gag out of her, before wiping them off on her stomach and leaving as well. 

The poking, prodding, teasing, and laughing continued over the next 3 hours for Stella. She was broken physically, mentally, and most certainly emotionally. 

She sighed with relief when she saw the guards returning with her hood. Not that she wanted to know what was next, but she definitely was exhausted with this activity.

TO BE CONTINUED...