Just A Day At The Office. By Pepperpuppy.
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"Take MY load bitch" was accompanied by a prolonged deep thrust into my now sloppy arse, then heavy panting behind me as my rapist stood there pumping his sperm into me. I was helpless to do anything about it, as my body was strapped to a leather saddle type of set up which saw me bent over a well-padded mound that saw my strapped legs spread wide so as to allow for my anal opening to be easily penetrated by any male penis or object that wanted to.
He managed to yank his cock out of me as fast as possible which earned him another painful grunt from me as the next man quickly took his place behind me, grabbing my hips hard and brutally thrusting his own thick cock into me in one hard shove, earning another grunt along with loud wet farts as he started frantically thrusting into me.
My previous rapist had moved to stand infront of me with three other men who had already had my arse satisfy their immediate carnal needs, but I knew that I still had to be fucked by three more passengers before my train had finished. Then I'd probably start all over again being the engine hauling another train trip judging from the humorous comments coming from those standing around watching my rape.
I also found myself being used as a public toilet any number of times as any of my seven passengers urinated on and over my face, hair, shoulders and body. As for my own bodily needs, my groin, thighs and legs were already covered with two possibly three loads of my sperm along with my own piss as my bladder couldn't be made to hold my urine since how I was fastened over the leather horse, (which with my constant buffeting) didn't allow for me to be able to find a way to prevent helplessly ejaculating or urinating.
Hoping that none of my passengers would consider it and after my six passenger savagely pulled out of me, my hopes were shattered as before my final passenger could board me, I heard someone saying to stop for a moment and then saw the black boots of my second passenger move behind me and roughly shove his hard cock into me and after about fifteen seconds of nothing but his thick cock inside of me, felt a firm hot stream flowing inside me that began to make my stomach swell while I felt my sloppy opening start to dribble piss out of me and over my inner thighs and legs.
I could have sworn the guy was actually using a warm water tap and hose as his stream seemed to go on endlessly filling me up until I felt him quickly pull out and tell my final passenger to stick his cock into me quickly so as to not spill too much.
My passenger obviously complied as I quickly felt myself being thrust into again and pounded vigorously and painfully as my extended stomach, was unable to cope with the bloating from the piss deposited inside of me, which my final passenger only added to more as his own bladder needed to be released and my body was such a handy receptacle.
This made my stomach swell up even further, before with his piss evacuated into me, saw him pounding my arse even faster and harder as he humorously told his other rapists to listen to the swishing inside me before several minutes afterwards he triumphantly shouted out he was coming.
After he had pulled out all I wanted to do was try and stand up and be sick as my body felt so swollen. But as soon as he yanked his cock out of me I started to try and force my anus to evacuate the sperm and piss contents only to have something absurdly thick being painfully and forcefully shoved into my anal opening leaving me full and bloated and still bound over the leather saddle.
I stayed like that for possibly five minutes before by unanimous agreement, my passengers decided to ride the train again, except this time each trip was much longer than the previous journey, as their carnal lusts had been slaked the first time. They'd also all agreed to try and use my anus as a toilet each time as well, which made the second trip far more uncomfortable and unpleasant for me, especially because of the thick plug used to ensure I didn't spill too much out of me which was quickly stuffed into or yanked out of me each time they boarded or alighted.
To loud hoots and laughter from each of my passengers as they mounted me (which had a considerable number of other men gathering round to watch the rape), both myself and my passengers found the second trip much more messy and noisy as my body was now helpless to prevent itself from evacuating my internal waste along with piss and sperm that was being deposited inside of me, which left one after the other of my passengers proudly showing off their now messy groins to one another as well as everyone watching.
During my final passenger's trip, I found myself become the public toilet for as many as twenty (or more) people as they drenched me in their urine from all directions. The plastic covered floor around me had already turned to a fun park wet and slide ride, as several spectators and passengers found themselves slipping unsteadily around me while laughing uproariously if one of them slid to the ground and found themselves in my waste.
Finally and mercifully for me, the train had reached its terminus which saw me left to evacuate myself while still strapped over the saddle. Both me, (especially my anus) the saddle and the surrounding area near me were then hosed clean before I was made to have my anus stretched to almost tearing as the club's well known but rarely used 8 inch humungous butt plug "Big Bertha" was forcefully stuffed inside me.
I'd now be expected to wear it home from work (and come back tomorrow with it still inside of me), while then being told I could go and get changed which allowed me to gingerly limp bow legged but pigeon toed back to the "staff" dressing rooms where I found five other "employees" in various stages of "raped" discomfort although mine was unanimously agreed the worst of them.
I slowly donned my clothes and to my embarrassment found that my tracksuit bottoms were still not baggy enough to hide the fact that I had some sort of insertion still inside of me as I gingerly slid out to the rear exit where I worked called "The Sex Den", where my father cheerfully greeted me before helping me to get into the back seat of his car so that I could lie down and not have to sit upright.