Cum Fart Battle Arena

Kassie was taken on a Tuesday morning. Coming out of the grocery store, she was unlocking her car when she was grabbed from behind, chloroformed, and pulled into a van, her shopping cart full of groceries abandoned.

She woke up in a hospital bed with tubes up her ass, warm water blasting her colon clean. "What is going on?" she cried, but no one answered. The high colonic continued and she passed out again.

The next time she woke she was in a different bed. Warm comforter, soft pillows. A voice boomed from hidden speakers.

"Welcome, initiate. Your training commences now. Prove yourself worthy and prosper!"

The door opened and three large men, naked and muscled, stalked in. They wore masks and their bodies were oiled and gleaming. Kassie screamed but they were too strong. They held her down, lubed her asshole generously, and sodomized her one after the other. Each man unloaded his semen into her bottom. When they were finished, a woman entered. She knelt down beside the bed and the men positioned Kassie with her ass pointing at the woman's face. The unseen voice spoke again.

"Spray her with cum. Do it now! Prove yourself worthy."

Kassie, disoriented and terrified, tried to fart out the cum into the woman's face. But it merely dribbled uselessly out of her asshole. The men and the woman left. The voice was silent. Kassie sobbed.

One hour later, three more men. Or perhaps the same ones, Kassie couldn't tell. Another round of gang sodomy, another three loads of cum blasted into her ass. A different woman kneeling down, presenting her face to Kassie's rear.

"Prove yourself worthy!" boomed the disembodied voice.

Kassie breathed hard, worked her ass muscles. Her face scrunched as she strained, to give them what they wanted. She managed to spurt the cum but it still fell far from the woman's waiting face. Her anonymous assailants left, the woman giving her a sad shake of the head on the way out.

Every hour the cycle was repeated: three cocks in her ass, three loads she tried to spray on a different woman's face. Every time resulting in failure. Until the fifth hour.

The woman kneeling was blonde and blue eyed and very pretty and very young looking. Kassie glimpsed her briefly before her own body was placed in position, her ravaged ass gaped and wet with semen. The voice boomed its command and Kassie gathered herself, releasing a guttural roar as she willed her body to do the filthy thing required of it. She felt her asshole spasm, heard the squelching noises, and was rewarded with the satisfying sounds of sperm splattering on skin.

"Behold your triumph!" proclaimed the voice, and the masked men turned Kassie around. The blonde knelt immobile, semen dribbling down her face. The women stared at each other, sharing a moment of connection, and Kassie felt bonded to this girl.

"What....what now?" asked Kassie, to no one in particular.

"Now," answered the unseen voice, "you are ready for the arena."