They have judged that my face is as pink as my rump. Now they will make me take it.

I am obediently in position on my hands and knees. My face is bright pink. My bottom is bright pink. I think there is red lipstick over my mouth, and over my anus! One of them is in front of me. Roughly, he shovels his penis into my mouth, forcing my red lips open, forcing me to begin to suck. I try to be obedient and make a rhythm to suck him, but he is hateful. He grabs a fistful of my hair and freezes my head into a locked position, the better so he can do it to me, shoving himself down my throat, his hips moving very fast, faster than I can accept it. I drool obscenely.

The other man has thrust himself all the way inside me, as quick as a sword going into a scabbard. He is intent on doing it to me as fast and as harshly as he can. The two of them are using me viciously.

Each time the man pulls out of my mouth, it seems that his penis has gotten longer. And the other, calls out to his friend and says that his penis is getting bigger every time he thrusts it into my backside.

They urge each other to have longer erections, to pull all the way out, then cram it all the way in. That's how to make the penis get even larger! They do it to me harder and faster.

One says to the other, "I can feel you! We're meeting in the middle!"

The moment he says this, revulsion and fright seize me, and like a deer that has been shot, like a dolphin harpooned, I suddenly keel over, belly up, collapsing, tumbling, sinking.

I see myself naked, like a victim of hunters, being roasted over a spit. The spit is in my mouth and in my anus, and I am slowly being revolved around and around. Something wet sizzles into the fire each time I am turned.

Now I am whimpering, naked, as tanned as if I was on the beach all day. I am very red and tanned all over.

Suddenly I am off the punishng spit. I crouch like a frightened little animal. I am wearing black lace panties, and I have another pair stuffed into my mouth.

"She is afraid we'll do it to her again," one of the men says with a laugh. "She doesn't know how easy it would be to pull her panties down, and pull her panties out of her mouth!"

Somehow I am searching the muddy ground for my stockings, for a slip, for a dress...it is night and I can't see too well. There is a campfire and I am afraid, desperately afraid to look at it, for fear that I will see myself on the spit and that it wasn't a dream, that I am still there.

One of them is in front of me. He yanks the panties out of my mouth. He shouts at me, "Tell the truth!"

I look down on the ground and softly reply, "I liked it."

"Liked what?"

"Two men doing it to me at the same time."