[Attention: This story might not be for the faint of heart. Sandra - our hero - wants even more abuse and is sure to get it]
Truth be told, Sandra was not ready for the adventure to be over. As she staggered towards her home - nearly naked, with a cunt overflowing with juiced and gaping open from all the abuse she had received, she plotted how to end this night.
Now, over the last seven or eight hours, Sandra had made sure that her abused cunt got all the attention: Hundreds of people, mostly homeless and drug addicts had seen her perform disgusting act. She had been abused, her cunt been stretched and overstretched. Her cunt lips were abused by rotten needles, even her cervix and her innermost chambers were ruined one way or the other.
To make it worse - all this was recorded, shared with most of her friends and contacts, with her colleagues and neighbors. Yes, everybody would know that she let homeless men piss into her cunt, that she begged to insert a jellyfish, while trying to stretch open her cervix. Everybody would know that she masturbated after all of this on the way home in the tramway, where she sat with her legs spread open, pulling on her cunt lips.
But all of this was not yet the full satisfaction she needed. She wanted to - give up control. To make sure, whoever felt the urge to do whatever to her, got the chance. No, she was not satisfied with getting raped, not satisfied with getting abused, not satisfied to be exposed to everybody. Rather - she needed even more.
So, she had her mind set on what to do - she was mostly naked anyway, with neither her tits nor her abused cunt being hidden by the minimal piece of clothing she wore. The stilettos only accentuated her nakedness.
Now, just going home - where would be the fun in this? Just prancing around downtown hoping somebody would find a way to abuse her even further? Not risky enough. So what was a beautiful girl like Sandra to do?
Thankfully she still had a whole bottle of sleeping pills on her - and she knew, that with her mind set to it, she would be out of it for long enough to give everybody the opportunity to do with her body as they pleased.
Would they fuck her? Would they ruin her cunt? Would they infect her with some unspeakable disease? Would they let dogs piss all over her? Would they let ants torment her cunt again? Would they make sure her reputation is forever ruined? Would they make sure that Sandra would never have anything resembling privacy again? Well - she sure hoped so.
Honestly, she did not count how many of those pills she took, as she sat down at the park bench. It probably was around three or four - either way enough to knock her out. Now, before she did so, she had prepared a little something, a hand-written note, that she had placed next to her soon-to-be-sleeping body.
"Abuse me. Think of the worst things you ever wanted to do to a pretty girl - and do more. Show me to the world. No inch of my body is private. Destroy me. Make my body your toy - ruin it, ruin me. My name is Sandra Wilder, I live on Main Street #7. The key to my place is in my purse. My phone is unlocked. Do with all this as you please"
Placing this note carefully next to her, she looked around - the bench was right under a street light, illuminating her body perfectly. Stripping off her ripped dress, she now was as naked as she could be, pulling up her legs while spreading them, she made sure to offer her naked cunt to the world. Now, using some zip ties, she tied her legs back, making sure they would not close to a more modest position as she fell asleep in a few minutes.
Next, she tried to make sure her cunt looked as open and available as possible. Pulling on the lips that pierced her dangling lips, she hooked a thin string into each of them, only to attach it to the zip ties that held her legs spread open. In the process, she managed to keep her aching cunt as open and vulnerable as possible - who ever wanted to use her, would get a good idea of the goods she were offering. Now, she was satisfied.
Drugged - only minutes away from losing conscious, as exposed as humanely possible, she sat in the park, only hundred yards from one of the main squares of the city. It was a rough part - and she knew that when (and if?) she would wake up, she would be truly and utterly fucked. Smiling, she started to masturbate, or rather - to slap her engorged clit with the flat of her hand.
Now - what happened in the hours that followed and what proved to be her biggest humiliation and destruction so far, Sandra would only slowly recapture when browsing through her very own instagram feed on the next day.
But let's see how it all played out for Sandra, who slowly drifted away, with her cunt exposed to the world - and some cruel spectators. Spectators, who might have ideas for abuse in mind, that would even put Sandra's own to shame.
The two girls who watched Sandra prepare herself knew her. They had been students of her two years ago - and they remembered her well. Now, most university staff was prim and proper, quite unlike Sandra. Now of course her apparel back then was nothing compared to the spectacle Sandra made of herself now, but it was enough to stay in mind.
Her blouses were always just a little bit too low cut, a little bit too lose - making sure that everybody would get a good view of her perk nipples whenever she moved through the classroom. And her skirts - now, they were never classical miniskirts, but somehow Sandra always managed to show of her smooth, shaved pussy to the students.
Be it bending over in an unlucky way, or sitting down at a table with her legs spread just a bit too far - there was probably no student on campus who did not know how pretty Sandra's pussy had been.
Well, and now this sexy plaything was theirs for the taking - and apparently she was ready for a wild night. The girls checked first to see if Sandra was really out of it. Now, a decent person would have just tried to shake her slightly. Or to talk to her.
Not Kathryn and Ann, however - no, they knew just what they wanted. In order to see if Sandra was awake, Kathryn rammed three fingers into Sandra's wet and open cunt. As Sandra did not react and her sloppy cunt offered no resistance, she managed to jam in her whole fist.
Now, Ann did not want to be outdone - moving forward she first started tugging on the piercings in Sandra's nipples, before starting to slap her clit.
Still - no reaction from Sandra. Good, she was fully out of it, the party could begin. And they had - like most everybody on campus - seen Sandra's performances over the weekend, as conveniently she had made sure to share it with the whole world to see. But now what can you do to a girl, that already did everything she could to humiliate and destroy herself? How much lower can you make her sink?
Well, to say at least - the girl wanted to give it a try. Actually, in both their minds an evil but thrilling plan formed. Sandra wanted to be ruined - they would make sure that would happen. Having seen how willing and eager Sandra was to not only overstretch and ruin her cunt itself, but to even go one step further and play with her cervix and uterus, this would be a fun adventure.
Before that, they took one more look at Sandra - spread eagle on a park bench, her cunt lips grotesquely stretched out and stretched open. Soon, the girls knew, her cunt would look even more grotesque - more rings, a tattoo or two, and god knows which ways they would find to play with Sandra's uterus.
For the time being, they were content with taking turns fistfucking Sandra's cunt - although there was no resistance left, as the girls easily jammed their fists deep into Sandra, bottling out at her cervix.
Honestly, it looked less like a fistfuck and more like the girls beating up Sandra's inner cuntwalls, as they pounded away joyfully. Ann came up with the idea, to try and insert not one hand, but two into Sandra's now obscenely open cunt.
And so they did. With each girl slowly pushing on, they managed to get two hands into Sandra's cunt. Pushing as hard as they could, they spread Sandra's cunt to the limit - her lips were spread and red, as the girls pushed as hard as they could. Wait - I have an idea. Carefully pulling back her hand, with Ann's still firmly in place, Kathryn extended her index finger, only to push forward again.
Within a moment, she reached Sandra's cervix, only to push on. Even this once so tight ring barely offered any resistance, as Kathryn's index finger slipped in to the second knuckle. Amazing, she squealed - look how ruined this bitch's cunt already is!
It still was early enough for people being out on the streets: going home from discos and bars, most people out at this time would be pretty drunk, and the girls counted on this. Propping Sandra up, they decided to take her for a walk through town, aiming to position her at a more prominent place in the city.
Half carrying and half dragging, they started to move Sandra towards one of the bigger tramway stations in town. There, her audience would be ten times bigger, and quite definitely more rowdy than here in the park.
On the way there - it was just a five minutes walk - they stopped every time somebody came their way. When a group or drunk men came walking towards them, they plopped Sandra down on the dirty pavement, positioning her on her back leaning against the wall.
Making sure Sandra's legs were spread wide, Ann and Kathryn waited for the men to come closer. When they were close enough to see what's going on, Ann jammed one fist into Sandra's worn out cunt, while Kathryn cheered the men on - come on guys, the butch is out of it, but she needs it.
Now - five drunken men don't need to be told twice that the bitch getting fistfucked on a dirty street at midnight needs to be fucked. One after the other they lifted Sandra up, only to fuck her roughly and quickly - each of them depositing their seed deep in Sandra's cunt.
