Amelia's last days

"Please, I beg you!" Amelia is on her knees, banging her head against the floor in her transparent pajamas, repeatedly.

The two receptionists don't respond, they keep counting the money from the duffle bag Amelia put on the table. Amelia dropped out of school without telling her family. She brought the money she stole from her family's safe, all her IDs, and decided to spend them here, paying men to torment her for the rest of her life.

"It's a million dollars, Amelia, but our premium membership costs $200,000. Why?"

"PLEASE! This is five times the money, so I...humbly request you allow that I be treated five times harsher, please!" As she bangs her head against the floor, begging like a cheap whore, her bare pussy drips from merely being looked down upon by the two men.

"Fine, understood,” The receptionist responds, as he shreds all of Amelia's IDs, her passport, her driver's license, all of them.

"Congratulations, pig." A muscular man grabs Amelia by the throat and lifts her in the air, "you're now a proud premium member of the 'Willing Dolls', from now on you will be addressed as 'pig' and you will call us masters. We will be dedicating to torturing you 24/7 , if you refuse at any point, we're gonna mess you up even worse, understood?"

"I....I refuse." Amelia looks at the man with a morbid smile, and she gets exactly what she wants: a solid slap on her face

"You understand quickly, pig. Cherish your rational moments, they may be your last."

The man carried her to the biggest booth in the club. In the booth exists every **** mechanism this world has to provide: a dozen of strong men to start with, an iron rack tailor-made for Amelia herself, shelves holding dildos of different shapes and leather whips for training horses, crates of lotions and aphrodisiac, and even tasers and branding iron. Amelia squirts like a fountain the moment she sees what the men had prepared just for her alone.

"Thank you, you guys are so..."

"Shut it cunt!" Before she expresses her gratitude fully like she should have, another slap in her face shuts her up. The man carrying her turns her little head to the colorful hallway with the red carpet, "this will be the last time you see color, so be grateful about it, pig." Seconds later, the heavy metal door is shut and the fuck fest begins...

Amelia lies motionless on the ground, after about 20 hours of non-stop ****. Since she will be here forever the men prepared a crate of condoms as well but no one really bothered to use any. All of her gaping holes are leaking white cum and yellow piss. Her once beautiful shining red hair was used to wrap dicks; she can't open her eyes because the dried cum sealed her eyelid; her juicy lips are decorated by filthy dick hairs of countless men. When she was on the verge of fainting men would use taser and cold water to wake her up, but after the taser ran out of juice as well they gave up trying and left for rest.

As she is sleeping soundly, the iron door is opened. It's the receptionist, and a group of teenagers behind him.

"Damn she is roughed up already? We didn't pay for that shit." One of the teenagers complains.

"If you wish to have your way with her after she's cleaned, you need to pay more, sir. Enjoy." The receptionist left, leaving the teenagers and Amelia in the room.

"They......they have male customers? What..." As she is bearing this thought, she is already picked up by two teenagers while they violate her two holes at the same time. "Who cares...I'm a pig anyways..."

"Give me some decent reactions, come on bitch!" The teenagers are pissed off they're fucking someone with dead-fish level responses. The boy in the back starts yanking her head downwards and yells into her ears: "Tighten your meat, pig!" Amelia almost automatically tightens up her holes and starts moaning upon she hears the word, as she wraps her arms around the boy's neck.

One of the other guys picked up one of those whips used to train horses, and cracks it on Amelia's silky back.

"Ahhhhh!" She moans louder, and her holes also gets tighter.

"Do it again George, she squeezes when you do that!" The boys found the secret of keeping the bitch tight, they whipped again and again and again while they take turns on her ass.

After what seems like an hour, the receptionist opens up again, "Alright, lads, your time is up. "

As the guys walk out, a new batch of men entered the room, judging from their muscles, they work here. Seeing another dozen of energized male with their balls full, Amelia is starting to squirt again, but even a pig needs rest.

"Master, you said, I can sleep for 4 hours a day..." Amelia pleads. The receptionist snaps his fingers, and a man grabs Amelia's head and yells: "We promised to treat you pig whore five times harsher and that means you will rest when WE are satisfied. You see our balls, woman? Do they look satisfied to you, you pig?" Amelia scans the men in the room. Their dicks are all dripping precum and their balls mellow with cum.

"Master... when can I eat?" Amelia hasn't been fed a scrap of food since she signed up.

"Your food is in our balls, cunt. If you please us enough, we will consider not beating it out of your stomach afterwards." The man yells again.

"It seems your holes are aroused already, in that case there is no need for foreplay, then." Amelia is thrown into the crowd again the next second. Their cocks are much bigger than those teenagers'. The one monstrous meat stick in her anus is straight up crushing her intestines. She doesn't have the strength to moan or jack off cocks with her hands now. She concentrates the last bit of strength tightening her pussy and anus to make sure she serves them properly and not get punched. The cock down her throat finally unloads as a fresh, warm stream that made it into her stomach.

"I just fed you a decent meal, what do you say now pig?" The man that came down her throat yells.

"Ayy, sank....yeee" Amelia tries her best to express her sincere gratitude but she is already on the brink of fainting.

"Ungrateful fuck!" Not receiving the gratitude he wants, the man forces his hand deep down her throat and starts scratching her oral tract, until she barfs the cum and some few dick hairs out.

"Now we try this again, pig." Another man then shoves his dick down her throat and starts thrusting like a beast again.

"At this rate, I may starve to ****... can't even retain my masters' babies properly..." For some reason, Amelia is amused by her own thought and starts to giggle again, spitting the cock out by accident. The man grabs her hair and yells: "Are you fucking nuts?"

"I'm sor..." Amelia tries to apologize, but couldn't finish her sentence properly.

"If you wish to live longer, you may wanna prevent such things from happening again, pig." Then the cock is back into the place it belongs: down the throat of the bitch.

"Than....for...kindne...master..."

The top student in high school, the shinning member of the cheerleaders club, the rich noble young lady Amelia has never been seen again ever since.