When I came back around the women were standing around; there were buckets of a white substance that looked like sand in front of me. “One of the ways leather was treated was to rub salt into it, I am not sure why but that was a method. Of course the animal never had the pleasure of feeling the salt being applied because they were dead. You, on the other hand, will get to feel every grain,” with that she reached a gloved hand into the bucket and brought a hand full of salt to my face, then began rubbing it into my wounds. The salt seemed to sear my skin, burning as though hot coals were being pressed to my body. After covering my skin with salt the beating began again, each blow driving the salt into my skin. They stopped before I passed out then began again, stopping just before I went out and then began again when I was alert. Fists then began pounding my body, striking me everywhere. With my head hanging down I could see the welts all over the front of my body and blood on the floor beneath me. Punches rained on my kidneys and stomach, driven into my crotch and stomach. At one point I felt my bladder let go and a stream of bloody piss shot from my body, then I passed out again.
When I cam too I found myself tied to a filthy bed in the middle of a small room. The temperature in the room had to be well over a hundred degrees and the sweat from my body caused the wounds to sting even more. I lay there for what seemed like an eternity, my throat parched, my tongue and lips swollen and my mouth as dry as the dessert outside. Snake came into the room, “You gave the girls quite a bit of trouble, I hope you fight me that hard when I get my turn with you; the more you fight the tighter your asshole will get while I rip it in two with my cock. If you happen to live through that, and the boys having their fun your pain will be even greater when we rip your gut open from inside your asshole.” He poured a cup of warm water into my mouth and I quickly fount it was piss, I tried to spit it out but he quickly held my mouth shut making me swallow “I am going to untie you. You will remain here until I am ready for you. There is one thing I want to make sure you understand; you are going to die here but before you do I think you should know why you are here. Your husband has paid us a lot of money to kill you and to leave you in the dessert to die painfully. He also wants us to make sure you suffer as much humiliation as possible before that happens. I didn’t ask why, and really don’t care; fifty thousand dollars is enough reason for me.” I almost choked, “Is that all:” I managed to say through my damaged lips, “my father would have paid ten times that, even more to bring me back home. Before you go through with this you better find out who my father is; he isn’t like the cops who will give up after a while, he will hunt you down and you will suffer more than you can imagine. As a lawyer he has represented some of the biggest names in crime and there is no end to what he will do to find out what happened to me and who was responsible. I may die here, but there is nothing you can do to keep yourself alive; there is no place in the world you can hide so you better enjoy that paltry amount you are being paid, you will be dead before the money is gone.” “Yeah, right, he told me you would make up any story to make us stop. Nice try but I am not buying it,” he said then cut my bonds and left.
Time passed slowly as I lay in that room. The temperature seemed to climb by the minute; it was so hot I could hardly breathe and my tongue was swollen so much that it didn’t seem to belong in my mouth. I heard the lock on the door being removed and Snake came into the room, “Ok, cunt, lets go. My dick is so hard I could poke a hole in a tree and fuck that, but your ass will do much better.” He dragged me from the room by my hair into the hot sun and into the old shack. The shack may have been old but it was cool and fairly clean. He pointed toward a chair and told me to sit down then brought me some cool water. I almost choked on the cool liquid but soon had that glass and two more downed in a matter of minutes; it caused my stomach to cramp but that was a small price to pay. “Ok, get your ass in the shower and get back out here sparkling clean and ready to fuck.”
The water hitting my body was almost as bad as the salt had been but the stinging soon stopped and I was beginning to feel better, I was even hungry. When I stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror I was shocked; my face was bruised, there was a cut under one eye, my lips were puffy and split in three different places and my whole body was covered with bruises and welts. I don’t remember my hair being pulled out but there were bare spots where large clumps had been ripped from my head. I have never been a beautiful woman, not ugly but not a runway model either, now I looked like an add for “Beaten Women Weekly” magazine. I would have laughed if the thought of what was yet to come hadn’t flashed through my mind. “Get your fucking ass in here,” Snake yelled so I returned to the room.
Snake was standing there naked and a new fear ran through me. His cock, only half hard, was over twelve inches long and the head was as big as my fist. I no longer had to fear what anyone else would do, that thing was going to rip my guts and I would die bleeding to death on the end of his cock. “Get on the bed, I want to have a good look at your pussy.” In a flash I ran for the door and almost made it before he grabbed me by the hair and jerked me backward, flinging me on the bed, “You are going to make this much worse than it has to be,” he said as he jerked my legs apart, “Damn, the girls did a nice job on your clit,” then twisted the stud passing through my clit. I screamed as loud as I could then he grabbed the stud in his teeth and the studs in my nipples and pulled until they were ripped from my body. Before I could begin to scream he moved and jammed the head of his cock against my dry pussy, then, using the blood from my torn clit as lubricant he forced the head of his cock into my pussy. I thought I was being ripped in two.
The head of his cock pushed deeper into my dry pussy; I could feel every inch of progress as it traveled deeper than any cock had ever been. “How does it feel to have a real man’s cock in your cunt, you are so tight you must have been fucking piss ants,” he laughed then jammed most of his cock deep into my pussy. The pain was beyond anything I had imagined it to be, it hurt more than having my cherry taken in college. It felt like my insides were being rearranged and when he once again rammed at my hole I could feel something rip and almost passed out. He pulled his monster out then hammered it back into my torn hole, it felt like a punch in the stomach. I was screaming, begging him to stop but that just seemed to spur him on all the more. He scooped my ass in his hands and pulled me tight against his cock then began slamming in and out of my battered pussy, “Come on, bitch, you gotta love this. Every cunt enjoys having a real cock in their holes. Fuck me, bitch, push that pussy at me.” He just kept hammering into me, ripping my insides like so much hamburger.