Meat Toilet Six

She was so close.

Probably.

It felt like it had been most of a day, anyway.

It had been long enough, in any case, for 23 evil men to violate and ejaculate inside her backdoor.

She had not believed them, hours ago, when they had informed her that the room's drainage would be directed into her feeding tube, for the teaching hours of the day. It just sounded so ridiculous, so impossible to think that anyone would arrange such a thing.

But after she had silently watched her own daughter's upper half writhing in despair as the TV screen in front of them showed them a Livestream of what was happening to her lower half, and watched the resulting thick and voluminous vaginal creampie spurt out of her daughter's pussy, and then seconds later found herself being forcefed a mixture of salty semen and sour vaginal juices, through the tube gag locked in her mouth, she knew it was true.

And then shortly after that upsetting experience, the anal sex had started coming, and it had not stopped coming. To be honest, it's quite probable that the only reason that she was able to hold on to the anal creampies so long on the first place, was because half of the time she had ****, what with her asshole filled with another villain's rock hard cock.

The moment she lost control, and began to expel the largest anal creampie the world has ever seen, was the worst moment of her life. The two of them were stuck in utter darkness unless the TV screen was on while her daughter was being assaulted, so all her daughter could hear was her mother groaning with despair into her tube gag, likely without understanding why.

It wasn't the worst moment of her life for long. Because a new worst moment of her life was now beginning. A quarter of a gallon of semen that had just spent the last few hours 'fermenting' inside her belly was now surging down the tube towards her face. The vile tasting semen was made all the more bitter by the additional taste of her own ass.

And yet there was nothing she could do but swallow, or ****. **** in this situation with the gag would be very dangerous.

"Mother, what's happening?!" Her daughter asks fearfully. Ungagged, she can still speak. She had a lot to say at first, mostly apologizing and blaming herself for them ending up in this situation, but as the hours had passed she had become more and more sullen and silent.

She herself was of course only able to grunt in reply, thanks to the strict tube gag.

The unmistakable sounds of swallowing and retching fill their little box prison, and her daughter slowly begins to build an educated guess about what her mother is being **** to inbibe.

"Don't tell me... All this time you were holding onto... And now..."

She doesn't dignify that with even a grunt reply. To be honest, she's too busy with the task at hand, which is swallowing the vile anal creampie cocktail fast enough to avoid ****, but slow enough to avoid vomiting any back up.

Finally, mercifully, the flow comes to a halt. She has survived to live another day. Above everything else, survival is paramount. After that, the most important thing is avoiding causing her daughter any more distress than this ridiculous situation is already going to be causing her. The third most important thing is ****. But for now, that will have to wait.

Her internal monologue is rudely interrupted in the same manner it has been 23 times today already - by an anal ****'s penis suddenly entering her tight, delicate hole and brutally pushing up her oversensitive passage.

Having been **** to go from anal virgin to anal aficionado in a mere 7 hours, her asshole is red raw and horribly sore. But her assailant doesn't care, and so there's nothing to be done but grin and bear it. To tell the truth, despite the pain, the most upsetting part about this is that she barely had any break since holding in her last anal creampie, so her sphincter got pretty much zero rest.

At first she remains silent, doing her best to avoid revealing to her daughter the terrible truth of what's happening to her rear end. But the intense sensations are just too much for her poor anal passage to endure without her soon beginning to wail into her tube gag like that YouTube video "Best Cry Ever" that her daughter loved to show people on her phone. The phone that is now being used to record her uses as a 'Meat Toilet'. That's what they're being called, apparently. As she was being kidnapped, she was informed that she was now going to be converted into 'Meat Toilet Six'. And now, here she is.

In truth it's probably less than two minutes later that the awful man fills her guts with his seminal fluids, but when your asshole is this destroyed already, even that feels like ****. Still, at least now he's pulling out, and once again she's going to be left alone with nothing but her daughter and darkness, and a **** need to expel an anal creampie.

If she can hold this one in for what must be less than an hour now, she'll be able to avoid having to drink it.

Five tense silent minutes pass, with her focusing on nothing except her anal muscles.

"Um, mom, I think I've worked out that whatever goes down the drain out there, is getting fed into your mouth, isn't it?" Her daughter says suddenly.

"Mmm." She confirms. Unable to speak properly, she can't clarify the additional nuance of how it only gets redirected this way during 'opening hours'.

"Then, I'm sorry, but the truth is, this was going to have to happen some time."

"Mmm?!“ she makes a confused sound through her gag. And then a "mm-mm!" as she tries to warm her daughter against what she realizes is likely coming.

And then a distressed gargling one, as the first of several mouthfuls of her daughter's piss gushes into her mouth.