Stella The Anal Only Slave (Chapter 21) - [M/f] [Slave] [Oral] [Anal] [BBC] [Interracial] [CNC] [Public] [Dildo Riding]

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Stella’s body was shaking as the brothers pulled their giant cocks out of her. She’d begged for this, but it was more than she ever could’ve expected. 

Normally, they’d each last 5-10 minutes. But after a 30 minute round, she figured they were done. She didn’t expect them to switch places and go another 45 minutes. 

She was speechless, her throat sore, her ass destroyed, and she was a sweaty sticky mess, stuck in some sort of subspace she’d never imagined. Was she in pain, was she in pleasure, what was this she wondered...

Suddenly, her trance was broken when the guards pulled her up.

“Fucking nasty slut,” she hears the brothers laughing. 

“Yeah, clean the bitch up before town hall later.”

The guards hooded Stella and carried her out and down the hall. She was still in shock and could barely walk, they’d replaced her butt plug without her even realizing, but they’d stretched her ass so much she could almost feel it slipping out at this point.

Before she knew it, the cold water of the hose hit her and brought her back to reality. She tried not to think about the degradation of being hosed outside, and tried to enjoy the feeling of being cleaned off after such a dirty and raw experience. 

Something was happening inside Stella’s head, inside her body. Maybe the brothers were right… could it be possible that since she hadn’t been able to touch herself or cum, she was suddenly channeling her sexual energy elsewhere?

As the guards hooded and untied her, Stella fell from her toes to her heels, unable to control herself, Stella’s butt plug fell out. 

She froze in horror, she had no clue what was about to happen, but she had to imagine it wasn’t good. Not to mention, she couldn’t believe the horror and embarrassment. Not only did everyone in the town now know about her and her butt plug, but now her ass had become so loose she couldn’t even keep it in. It was humiliating. 

She couldn’t make out the conversation the guards were having as they pulled her to the side. Stella waited patiently before she was led down the hall. 

It was weird not being plugged suddenly. After having her ass stuffed with a plug for so long, suddenly it was a part of her. She felt empty and incomplete, almost wishing she had it back as a reminder of who she’d become. 

Voices grew as they entered a meeting room. Stella was led towards the brothers and kneeled down beside them before having her hood removed. 

She looked around carefully, trying not to show what she was doing, as many were clearly looking at her. After all, in a room full of clothed powerful black men, she was a young helpless white girl, completely naked, and exposed on her knees. 

Immediately, she could see several men in a semi-circle of large chairs, the king in the middle. She was in between the brothers, but the other 7 or 8 men could see her clearly from their chairs as well. 

The king looked at her and smiled, “how nice of you to join your owners here today. I’m glad to hear you’ve been servicing them well.”

One of the guards leaned in towards the brothers and whispered something. Stella couldn’t tell what it was, but he handed the butt plug back to one of them, as the other leaned to check her ass, sticking his finger in slightly to find that it was empty for the first time.

She was terrified of another punishment, but stayed in position in hopes it would help. 

Suddenly, the guard returned with a metal tray, Stella was eager to know what was on it, hoping it was just the plug, cleaned and ready to be used again. Unfortunately, it was not. 

The guard slowly lifted a large dildo off the tray and suctioned it down on the floor in front of her. 

Stella looked at it in horror, swallowing and trying to think positively about what was going to follow. 

One of the brothers leaned forward suddenly and put his hand around the back of Stella’s neck, “I know you love getting your ass fucked, so much so that you can’t even keep your plug in anymore. So now, we’re going to let you show us.”

Stella couldn’t believe it, she was frozen in fear. Her ass still raw from the brutalizing morning.

The other brother grew tired of her delay, “fucking sit on it bitch!”

Stella slowly crawled forward towards the dildo, and the men watched in anticipation as she slowly began to lower herself onto it. Inch by inch, the dildo disappeared into Stella’s asshole, and inch by inch, her discomfort grew.

“Ride that thing cunt, if we see you stop, you’ll regret it.”

Stella slowly began to work herself up and down in front of the room. It was humiliating. Sure, she’d sucked pretty much all of their cocks by now, but somehow this felt different, more intimate. 

They watched her pickup pace and get a rhythm going on the dildo before proceeding with their discussions. 

“Excellent,” the king said, “let the town in and we shall begin.”

Stella was in shock, she slowed briefly and was met with a quick kick to the rear by one of the brothers. 

She continued fucking herself at the front of the room as nearly 20 men filed into the room and took their seats in the audience for the meeting. 

Stella couldn’t believe this was happening. Each person was asking questions to the leadership, and discussing real community concerns. The entire time, she was just 15 feet away, naked and riding a dildo, working it in and out of her ass like there was nothing weird about it, like some sort of sexual circus act being ignored. 

It didn’t take long for Stella to realize it was a game of endurance and not speed. As long as she kept bobbing up and down, nobody would think anything of it. But if she were to stop, well that was bad news for her.

She continued riding the dildo, 5 minutes went by, then 10, then 20. After a certain point, it was her knees and legs that were hurting more than her ass. She tried to distract herself, daydreaming of the brothers, trying to recognize men in the crowd she’d orally serviced so far. Anything to pass the time. 

Occasionally, she’d catch one of the community members staring at her from the audience. She knew it was arousing for some of them, yet she had no consent as they watched her fuck her own ass in front of them. 

Stella continued to rock herself up and down on the dildo. Her hole had gone from sore to raw to numb, and the pain had begun to plateau. Her body was exhausted from the physical side of the challenge, but her hole was beginning to accept its task like she never could have expected. 

She began to think about the brothers again – her brutal morning with them – her abuse. She was learning things, not just sexually, but also learning about herself. As Stella continued to fuck herself in the ass on stage, she was beginning to accept it…the exposure, the abuse, the denial…this was her life now.

TO BE CONTINUED...