Those who have not read my first story will say that we are five friends and we have an owl club "Entertainment Lovers". We have fun walking around naked in the city on a white day, although for this we go to neighboring years in which we have no one who does not know us.

For two months I suffered while the wound healed in my clitoris, and now I enjoy the sound of a bell that rings melodiously with each step I take and the clitoris constantly twitches. This is a pretty pleasant feeling.

After my initiation, some time passed and winter began to come, a lot of snow fell and it is clear that now we had to limit our fantasies. We often got into the car and drove around the city in what the mother gave birth, and at traffic lights showed our charms to other drivers.

Everything happened as follows, we gathered at Katie (the owner of the car) at home and left our belongings with her, then we got into the car and started to ride around the night city. Katya lived in a private house and it was very convenient for us, because the neighbors did not see us, I don’t really want others to know that you are a whore.

So, when the drivers noticed that five naked girls were sitting in the next car, they started honking and driving after us, but they had nothing to shine, as we were limited only to teasing them. Sometimes when we were driven into a corner, I had to pay for our freedom, the other girls refused to have sex with strangers. And I was very excited by all this and I was ready for anything to get pleasure. And so I soon got the nickname Slut. I must say that only I had the nickname, everyone else was called only by name. And I liked it. I wanted to stand out among them.

So we skated for about a month and had fun, and then sitting in a tight car each masturbated itself, we did not have to caress each other, unless sometimes and only when Katya and I were together. We didn’t want others to know about it, or rather Katya didn’t want to, but man was still.

And once during a regular walk through the city at night, when we drove in plenty, Katya broke the rules and the police stopped us. That's when we were all scared outright. When the traffic cop came to us, he immediately froze when he saw us and then called his partner and the two of them began to devour us with a look. They began to push me to the side so that I, as always, served them, and without thinking twice, I got out of the car, I only had long boots on my clothes, I quickly froze, and the cop said that I should be searched. As in American films, he ordered to lie on the hood and spread his legs. From the engine I became warmer and I tried to relax. The two of us started to paw and I began to get excited. True, the back and ass began to freeze again and I said that I would be “searched” as soon as possible. The cops looked at each other and suggested that if I went with them, they would let the others go. The girls squealed with joy and left without waiting for my answer. And I was standing naked near the cops' car and shaking from the cold. I was told that I sat back and we went.

I only then began to understand that I got stuck on. Naked with two cops who don't know what to do with me. I decided that it was better not to think about it and tried to calm myself down.

We arrived at the one-story house and I heard an order to go out. While we went inside, I finally froze and now looked like an icicle. They put me on cancer and immediately began to fuck. It was very unpleasant and painful. The first finished very quickly. And when his place was taken second, my vagina was filled with sperm and a member in me slid like a butter. And besides, I began to flow myself, the excitement grew with every thrust, I quickly warmed up and now I just tried to get pleasure from all this.

At first, they didn’t stand out with special wit in terms of sex, they fucked them a couple of times and gave them in their mouths.And after drinking a bottle of vodka, fantasy has become more than enough. They crucified me on the table and went into the course of batons, gently entered my vagina alone and began to get up a pretzel. They did not care that I came, they were just interested. But I was all on board. When the second club crawled into my ass. I protested and immediately received a strong blow to the chest and then to the face. Excitement evaporated as a boot, and it was not at all, I was very scared. But the second one stopped him and said that he had an idea. He brought a bottle of vegetable oil from the kitchen and began to push through the neck in my ass. The grease did its job and it opened up letting in an uninvited guest. Oil flowed into me a stream and then the residue was poured into my vagina. Now the cudgel crawled into my ass easily. And now the two immediately began to drill at me. Batons as jokes of cops walked inside me like pistons splashing out butter. I began to get excited again. When they noticed this, they began to insult me, and I just shook my head from side to side and in the full sense of the word dragged myself out of pleasure, when suddenly I felt that something very big was trying to enter me. I looked up and saw how my pussy tried to crawl into my ragged and oily pussy.

I tried to protest again, but did not have time to open my mouth, as my palm disappeared inside me and I began to lack air. And the hand began to laugh at me in laughter, then it was taken out and again driven out. My body arched and I began to moan and scream loudly. After a while the pain subsided and a new feeling for me began to excite me. They noticed this and said that I was a real whore, and that this was not enough for me.

I felt like to me in the ass instead of a bat crawling something big. A wave of heat swept across the body. I began to shout loudly, but everything was in vain. They thrust their second hand into me. My ass ruined with a baton and doused with oil without much resistance let in an uninvited guest. When the palm entered my ass to the wrist, I was exhausted, my throat was hoarse, and my body ached.

I do not remember how long they tormented me, I woke up from the fact that I was beaten in the face and asked where I live. I called the address Katie and I was taken to the morning city.

When I got out of the car and got to the door, Katya had already met me. She helped me into the room and laid me on the bed. I slept until the evening. When I came around, all the girls were sitting around and looking at me with pity. I told what happened to me and how I take offense at the fact that they gave me for my freedom. And in response, I heard that what I wanted because I have a nickname slut, and from today a whore. And what exactly did I expect after all, I set myself up from the very beginning.

I got out of bed and went to the mirror. What I saw shocked me. I was bruised and full of oil. A nylon thread was tied to my nipples, which made them turn blue and I did not feel them at all, then the thread passed through my back to my crotch and there it was tied to a bell in the clitoris. From what the clitoris and boobs were strung like strings on a guitar. They helped me unleash all this. And right there in the nipples, I felt a sharp pain that I already screamed. Then I was taken to the bathroom and helped me wash off all the filth that was on me.

Olya offered to examine me, she was a gynecologist. I lay down on the table and spread my legs bent at the knees. The comments of the girls from what I saw frightened me a little. They put a mirror between my legs and I was able to see everything myself. My once beautiful and neat pisechka was all blue and whoever her husband had small lips were sewn up with the same kapron thread. And my ass was a terrible sight from which it was possible to understand that constipation is no longer terrible for me when. My ass shrunk convulsively. Olya introduced two fingers and began to feel me inside. Then she asked for scissors and began to gently steam my vagina. When she took the threads out of the sponge, I screamed loudly, the pain was unbearable. And then they began to take out garbage from my vagina.That there just was not, and the remains of herring, and pieces of bacon, bread, even a dead mouse.

I was quickly taken to the bathroom and began to flush everything with water pressure, just inserted a hose with a shower at the end and turned on the water. First washed the vagina, and the rectum. Then with a syringe, they began to rinse me with some kind of solution. Olya said that she could help me only at home, and moreover, this should be done as quickly as possible. Five minutes later, I was wrapped in a fur coat sitting in the car ...

For a month, Olya treated me. In me the strong inflammation raged, the temperature was huge. And I was delirious. Olya gave me injections, put enemas, douche me. Her husband was at a loss as to why I was not going to the hospital and what happened to me at all. He was understandably not in the know how we are having fun. And at the beginning when his wife suddenly began to walk around the house naked, and not to wear underwear at all, he was at a loss but he liked it, although he himself remained as before dressed.

A month later, my business went on the mend, and I went to my home. At work, a whole commotion was arranged and I needed to come up with something to justify. My life was gradually getting better and meetings of our club began to bring me pleasure again. True, the attitude of girls towards me has changed a lot. For them, I became just a whore. (to be continued...) Email me at E-mail: if you like, then I will continue my story.